A/N: I know it's been a while since I've updated but I've had a hard time
pulling my brain out of summer break mode. Not to mention I have to use my
mom's computer and have to share with my little brother so getting computer
time doesn't happen as often as when I'm at school. Anyway, here are the
responds to the last chapter:
Stripes McKee - Mr. Whack-a-bat??!! O_O Uh, okaaaaaaaay...anyway moving on...
Moth - unfortunately I did not update soon...but maybe the next chap won't take so long...glad you liked what i did so far
Gemini Kelly - Thanks! *cue shameless self promotion* if you like Dodger and you haven't read her story I would suggest you read "Smarts and Dodger" it's a bit of an intro to her and one of the preludes to this story.
Chapter Two
"So where do we sleep?" Cat asked.
"You can sleep with me." Race suggested with a wink.
"Uh, no thanks."
"Well, you can't blame a guy for trying."
"Uh, we've got some extra bunks over there," Jack said pointing towards the center of the bunkroom.
The girls walked over to the bunks that Jack had indicated and started getting ready for bed. The boys were all eyes, hoping to catch a glimpse of something, anything.
Cat slid her shoes off and climbed up to the top bunk. Once up there she slid her overshirt off and draped it over the bedpost. She then unwrapped something from around her waist. None of the newsies had noticed it before because her shirt tail usually hung infront of it. It looked like a length of rope but it was made of leather. The boys finally realized that it was a bull whip. With a flick of her wrist Cat coiled it around the bedpost oppposite her shirt. She laid down and pulled her hat over her eyes.
"Good night, Mouse. Good night Dodger."
"Good night, Cat." Dodger replied. Everyone quickly drifted off to sleep.
***
The next morning Cat woke up to Klopman's habitual wake up call. She slid out of bed in a flash and hurried for the washroom. She and Mouse hurried through their morning routine before the boys could invade. She was back her bunk tucking her whip around her waist before most of the boys could get out of bed.
"Why are you carrying a whip?" Cat heard from her right. She looked over to see Dodger's friend, Smarts standing with other boys near by.
"It's my weapon of choice if I'm ever in a fight. It causes a lot of pain without the user having to get to close to their attacker," she told him. "It's actually how I got my nickname. A lot of people think it's the shortened version of my first name, but it actually comes from a type of whip called the cat-'o-nine-tails. The guys who gave me the name thought it was a good nickname even though I told them that I had never used a cat-'o- nine-tails before. I didn't argue too much or I could have been named Bull Whip."
"So you actually know how to use that thing?" the newsie called Blink asked.
"Sure. It's not that hard once you get the hang of it. Watch this." Cat flicked her wrist and unwound the whip from her waist and perched on the bunk above everyone's heads. After a second Jake walked towards them humming to himself. He was dressed for the day including his hat. As he came even with Cat she flicked the whip making a loud pop. Jake's hat flew across the room before skidding across the floor.
"Hey, what did you do that for?" he asked, indigantly.
"For, fun," Cat replied. She hopped down from the bed and picked the hat up. She dusted it off and handed it back to him. "Don't worry I didn't hurt it."
He took it back from her and plopped it on his head. He turned and left the bunkroom giving Cat one final glare.
"Well, looks like your making all kinds of new friends," Jack said from behind her.
"That's me: Miss Popularity." Cat said with an unrepentant grin. Cat flicked her wrist gently and the whip curled around her waist. She then put on her cap and looked at Mouse. "Ready to go?"
Mouse nodded.
"Well, then, back to Brooklyn. Bye, Dodger. We'll stop by to see you again sometime. Make these boys bring you by Brooklyn sometime, okay?" "Okay, Cat. I'll see you soon." Dodger answered.
Cat and Mouse walked through Manhattan and across the Brooklyn Bridge. By the time they got there it was time for the afternoon papes. They bought some and went to their usual selling spot. After they finished they went to the pier where the Brooklyn newsies usually hung out after selling. To their surprise they were the first to show up.
"I can't believe we beat Spot selling today," Mouse said. "He's usally the first through."
"I know. I can't wait to rub it in his face that we got here first.," Cat told her as she plopped down on the wooden planks of the pier. The girls leaned back against piles of boxes. Cat stretched her legs out while Mouse sat cross legged. They began to discuss newsies they had met the night before.
"So, what did you think of the dark one with curly hair, what's his name, Mush?" Cat asked.
Mouse turned bright pink. "He was okay I guess."
Cat noticed the blush and grinned.
"Yeah, he was real cute." Cat said trying to see Mouse's reaction. She had noticed Mouse looking at him several times throughout the night.
"Well, what about the short one, Race?" Mouse shot back trying to make Cat as uncomfortable as she was.
"Oh, yeah, he was nice alright. Um hmmm." Cat grinned at Mouse and winked. "I LOVE Italian men."
"Last week you said the same thing about French guys when we met that one that was so cute," Mouse told her. "And the week before that it was Greeks. Before that I believe it was Canadians, not that I see how they're different from Americans excpet maybe an accent."
"So what? I LOVE all men!" Cat said with a grin as she lit a cigarette she had bummed off one of the Manhattan newsies. The girls talked for a while longer before they realized they were still alone.
"I wonder what's keeping those boys. The papes weren't hard to sell and we've been here a half an hour almost." Cat said.
"Yeah, it sure is strange. Hey, who's that?" Mouse said as a small figure ran towards them. As he neared the girls recoginized him as Sparrow, one of Spot's little birdies.
"Cat! Mouse!" he yelled hurring towards them with fear in his eyes.
A/N: DUN DUN DUN Cliffhanger!!! Anyway, read and review, also see if you can guess why Spot and the Brooklyn Newsies are missing! Okay I must go now and paiently (yeah right) await the arrival of the Harry Potter DVD (in stores May 28th)!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! hehe until then hit the button, send a review, and make me feel loved! ttfn!
Stripes McKee - Mr. Whack-a-bat??!! O_O Uh, okaaaaaaaay...anyway moving on...
Moth - unfortunately I did not update soon...but maybe the next chap won't take so long...glad you liked what i did so far
Gemini Kelly - Thanks! *cue shameless self promotion* if you like Dodger and you haven't read her story I would suggest you read "Smarts and Dodger" it's a bit of an intro to her and one of the preludes to this story.
Chapter Two
"So where do we sleep?" Cat asked.
"You can sleep with me." Race suggested with a wink.
"Uh, no thanks."
"Well, you can't blame a guy for trying."
"Uh, we've got some extra bunks over there," Jack said pointing towards the center of the bunkroom.
The girls walked over to the bunks that Jack had indicated and started getting ready for bed. The boys were all eyes, hoping to catch a glimpse of something, anything.
Cat slid her shoes off and climbed up to the top bunk. Once up there she slid her overshirt off and draped it over the bedpost. She then unwrapped something from around her waist. None of the newsies had noticed it before because her shirt tail usually hung infront of it. It looked like a length of rope but it was made of leather. The boys finally realized that it was a bull whip. With a flick of her wrist Cat coiled it around the bedpost oppposite her shirt. She laid down and pulled her hat over her eyes.
"Good night, Mouse. Good night Dodger."
"Good night, Cat." Dodger replied. Everyone quickly drifted off to sleep.
***
The next morning Cat woke up to Klopman's habitual wake up call. She slid out of bed in a flash and hurried for the washroom. She and Mouse hurried through their morning routine before the boys could invade. She was back her bunk tucking her whip around her waist before most of the boys could get out of bed.
"Why are you carrying a whip?" Cat heard from her right. She looked over to see Dodger's friend, Smarts standing with other boys near by.
"It's my weapon of choice if I'm ever in a fight. It causes a lot of pain without the user having to get to close to their attacker," she told him. "It's actually how I got my nickname. A lot of people think it's the shortened version of my first name, but it actually comes from a type of whip called the cat-'o-nine-tails. The guys who gave me the name thought it was a good nickname even though I told them that I had never used a cat-'o- nine-tails before. I didn't argue too much or I could have been named Bull Whip."
"So you actually know how to use that thing?" the newsie called Blink asked.
"Sure. It's not that hard once you get the hang of it. Watch this." Cat flicked her wrist and unwound the whip from her waist and perched on the bunk above everyone's heads. After a second Jake walked towards them humming to himself. He was dressed for the day including his hat. As he came even with Cat she flicked the whip making a loud pop. Jake's hat flew across the room before skidding across the floor.
"Hey, what did you do that for?" he asked, indigantly.
"For, fun," Cat replied. She hopped down from the bed and picked the hat up. She dusted it off and handed it back to him. "Don't worry I didn't hurt it."
He took it back from her and plopped it on his head. He turned and left the bunkroom giving Cat one final glare.
"Well, looks like your making all kinds of new friends," Jack said from behind her.
"That's me: Miss Popularity." Cat said with an unrepentant grin. Cat flicked her wrist gently and the whip curled around her waist. She then put on her cap and looked at Mouse. "Ready to go?"
Mouse nodded.
"Well, then, back to Brooklyn. Bye, Dodger. We'll stop by to see you again sometime. Make these boys bring you by Brooklyn sometime, okay?" "Okay, Cat. I'll see you soon." Dodger answered.
Cat and Mouse walked through Manhattan and across the Brooklyn Bridge. By the time they got there it was time for the afternoon papes. They bought some and went to their usual selling spot. After they finished they went to the pier where the Brooklyn newsies usually hung out after selling. To their surprise they were the first to show up.
"I can't believe we beat Spot selling today," Mouse said. "He's usally the first through."
"I know. I can't wait to rub it in his face that we got here first.," Cat told her as she plopped down on the wooden planks of the pier. The girls leaned back against piles of boxes. Cat stretched her legs out while Mouse sat cross legged. They began to discuss newsies they had met the night before.
"So, what did you think of the dark one with curly hair, what's his name, Mush?" Cat asked.
Mouse turned bright pink. "He was okay I guess."
Cat noticed the blush and grinned.
"Yeah, he was real cute." Cat said trying to see Mouse's reaction. She had noticed Mouse looking at him several times throughout the night.
"Well, what about the short one, Race?" Mouse shot back trying to make Cat as uncomfortable as she was.
"Oh, yeah, he was nice alright. Um hmmm." Cat grinned at Mouse and winked. "I LOVE Italian men."
"Last week you said the same thing about French guys when we met that one that was so cute," Mouse told her. "And the week before that it was Greeks. Before that I believe it was Canadians, not that I see how they're different from Americans excpet maybe an accent."
"So what? I LOVE all men!" Cat said with a grin as she lit a cigarette she had bummed off one of the Manhattan newsies. The girls talked for a while longer before they realized they were still alone.
"I wonder what's keeping those boys. The papes weren't hard to sell and we've been here a half an hour almost." Cat said.
"Yeah, it sure is strange. Hey, who's that?" Mouse said as a small figure ran towards them. As he neared the girls recoginized him as Sparrow, one of Spot's little birdies.
"Cat! Mouse!" he yelled hurring towards them with fear in his eyes.
A/N: DUN DUN DUN Cliffhanger!!! Anyway, read and review, also see if you can guess why Spot and the Brooklyn Newsies are missing! Okay I must go now and paiently (yeah right) await the arrival of the Harry Potter DVD (in stores May 28th)!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! hehe until then hit the button, send a review, and make me feel loved! ttfn!
