A/N: *Gives all her reviewers a cookie and a pair of striped socks* Thank
you!! I haven't updated for a bit because my computer was being a dork and
not letting me save stuff. Major Sarah bashing in this chapter. (By the
way, this chapter sucks, I know) Onwards to the story! *Giggles insanely
and hunches back over her computer*
Disclaimer: Today, I have acquired a new item. I now own a garbage can from Ikea. Otherwise, no, just Kat.
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"So, we should do something that's so big the other papers'll feel stupid if they try to ignore us. Like a rally. A newsie rally with all the kids from all over New York. It'll be the biggest, loudest, nosiest blowout this town's ever seen!" Kat was finishing saying.
The newsies cheered and stuff, except for Jack who was disappointed that he didn't get to say his line, therefore, sat down in the corner facing the wall and cried.
David grinned and exclaimed, "We'll send a message to the big boys!"
"You can send a message to my big boy any day." Denton thought, not realizing he'd actually said it out loud.
Everyone shifted their eyes and started tip toeing out the back door, leaving Denton standing there giggling maniacally to himself.
Back at the Lodging House (Later that night):
Snyder came waltzing into the Lodging House, looking for Kat.
"I have reason to believe she is armed and dangerous, not to mention extremely hot and pretty and super duper cool." He explained to Kloppman.
At that moment, Kat ran down the stairs, swung on a light cord, and high kicked Snyder in the chin (Whereas he later discovered a bruise on his eye). Tears welled in his eyes, and started to drip down his wobbling cheeks.
"Your just a big.big.BULLY!! I'm telling Pulitzer!!!" Snyder wailed, running out the door.
Kat smiled her famous smile and brushed back a glossy lock of hair. Even after a riveting high kick, Kat still looked perfect.
In the bunks Jack kneeled next to Kat, "Sarah invited me for breakfast tomorrow morning, but don't worry I'm only going out of pity, and besides she's a big poo poo head." "I know I can trust you Jackykins." Kat replied, fixing her fabulous gaze into Jack's eyes.
Kat kissed him softly and turned back to her bed.
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Sarah's snores thundered through the house and out the window like a stampede of wild baboons and pandas heading towards 25 cent-pancake day at McDonald's.
Jack looked repulsed. He grabbed a long stick and poked Sarah with it through her window.
"I'm hungry."
Sarah opened her eyes and smiled. Jack screamed.
Sarah was actually bald! Her wig was hanging on David's bedpost, slowly slipping onto his face.
Sarah quickly shoved a pillowcase on her head, and grinned cheesily, "I thought you knew Jack!" She opened her closet door to reveal an entire room full of wigs and little Bo Peep hats.
Jack turned white and ran up the fire escape.
"Sigh. There is like no hope for me! Kat is just so much prettier!" Sarah sighed, following Jack up to the roof.
Up on the roof, Jack was busily boxing some socks (Striped ones, I might add!).
Sarah brought up maple syrup and a box of Frosted Flakes, her wig on upside down and inside out.
She noticed that a tomato was missing from the family's tomato plant; actually the entire plant was gone. So was the laundry, the clothing line, the roof, the table, the bowls, the cutlery, the tablecloth, the neighbors, the walls, the next building, her mom, her dad, and Les.
Jack's pockets were dragging on the ground for some strange reason Sarah didn't quite understand.
They sat at the table, which Jack produced from his left pocket, and one chair, just for him. Sarah sat on the ground, hardly able to see over the table. Sarah talked on and on while Jack stared around, looking for more things to sell on Ebay.
Les stuck his head out of Jacks right pocket and asked for some maple syrup. Jack found a newspaper and whacked him with it, poking him back into his pocket.
When breakfast was finally over, Sarah stood up. Frosted Flakes stuck to her face with maple syrup. She grinned again, and leaned in to kiss Jack.
Jack stumbled over the edge of the roof, but was luckily caught by Kat who just happened to standing right where he landed.
They kissed again, with many "oohs!" and "ahhs!" and "Come baaaackk my little wittle Davikins!!!!" Denton was in his ninja turtle printed underwear chasing David around the street, David's vision obscured by Sarah's wig, "You look so pretty in that wig my little sugar lump!" Denton yelled.
Jack, Kat and the other newsies who had appeared all had a good laugh.
Sarah laughed so hard (even though she had no idea what was going on) she tumbled over the edge of the roof, onto a store verandah, which broke and entangled her in it. She flapped around and started to turn blue due to the lack of air in the verandah-trap.
Everyone chuckled, and got ready to sell their papes.
--- From the demented desk of Derby: Sorry to any Sarah fans, it was just too good to pass up! *Sprays Sarah-B-Gone around her desk* You can never be too careful.
Disclaimer: Today, I have acquired a new item. I now own a garbage can from Ikea. Otherwise, no, just Kat.
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"So, we should do something that's so big the other papers'll feel stupid if they try to ignore us. Like a rally. A newsie rally with all the kids from all over New York. It'll be the biggest, loudest, nosiest blowout this town's ever seen!" Kat was finishing saying.
The newsies cheered and stuff, except for Jack who was disappointed that he didn't get to say his line, therefore, sat down in the corner facing the wall and cried.
David grinned and exclaimed, "We'll send a message to the big boys!"
"You can send a message to my big boy any day." Denton thought, not realizing he'd actually said it out loud.
Everyone shifted their eyes and started tip toeing out the back door, leaving Denton standing there giggling maniacally to himself.
Back at the Lodging House (Later that night):
Snyder came waltzing into the Lodging House, looking for Kat.
"I have reason to believe she is armed and dangerous, not to mention extremely hot and pretty and super duper cool." He explained to Kloppman.
At that moment, Kat ran down the stairs, swung on a light cord, and high kicked Snyder in the chin (Whereas he later discovered a bruise on his eye). Tears welled in his eyes, and started to drip down his wobbling cheeks.
"Your just a big.big.BULLY!! I'm telling Pulitzer!!!" Snyder wailed, running out the door.
Kat smiled her famous smile and brushed back a glossy lock of hair. Even after a riveting high kick, Kat still looked perfect.
In the bunks Jack kneeled next to Kat, "Sarah invited me for breakfast tomorrow morning, but don't worry I'm only going out of pity, and besides she's a big poo poo head." "I know I can trust you Jackykins." Kat replied, fixing her fabulous gaze into Jack's eyes.
Kat kissed him softly and turned back to her bed.
~*~*~
Sarah's snores thundered through the house and out the window like a stampede of wild baboons and pandas heading towards 25 cent-pancake day at McDonald's.
Jack looked repulsed. He grabbed a long stick and poked Sarah with it through her window.
"I'm hungry."
Sarah opened her eyes and smiled. Jack screamed.
Sarah was actually bald! Her wig was hanging on David's bedpost, slowly slipping onto his face.
Sarah quickly shoved a pillowcase on her head, and grinned cheesily, "I thought you knew Jack!" She opened her closet door to reveal an entire room full of wigs and little Bo Peep hats.
Jack turned white and ran up the fire escape.
"Sigh. There is like no hope for me! Kat is just so much prettier!" Sarah sighed, following Jack up to the roof.
Up on the roof, Jack was busily boxing some socks (Striped ones, I might add!).
Sarah brought up maple syrup and a box of Frosted Flakes, her wig on upside down and inside out.
She noticed that a tomato was missing from the family's tomato plant; actually the entire plant was gone. So was the laundry, the clothing line, the roof, the table, the bowls, the cutlery, the tablecloth, the neighbors, the walls, the next building, her mom, her dad, and Les.
Jack's pockets were dragging on the ground for some strange reason Sarah didn't quite understand.
They sat at the table, which Jack produced from his left pocket, and one chair, just for him. Sarah sat on the ground, hardly able to see over the table. Sarah talked on and on while Jack stared around, looking for more things to sell on Ebay.
Les stuck his head out of Jacks right pocket and asked for some maple syrup. Jack found a newspaper and whacked him with it, poking him back into his pocket.
When breakfast was finally over, Sarah stood up. Frosted Flakes stuck to her face with maple syrup. She grinned again, and leaned in to kiss Jack.
Jack stumbled over the edge of the roof, but was luckily caught by Kat who just happened to standing right where he landed.
They kissed again, with many "oohs!" and "ahhs!" and "Come baaaackk my little wittle Davikins!!!!" Denton was in his ninja turtle printed underwear chasing David around the street, David's vision obscured by Sarah's wig, "You look so pretty in that wig my little sugar lump!" Denton yelled.
Jack, Kat and the other newsies who had appeared all had a good laugh.
Sarah laughed so hard (even though she had no idea what was going on) she tumbled over the edge of the roof, onto a store verandah, which broke and entangled her in it. She flapped around and started to turn blue due to the lack of air in the verandah-trap.
Everyone chuckled, and got ready to sell their papes.
--- From the demented desk of Derby: Sorry to any Sarah fans, it was just too good to pass up! *Sprays Sarah-B-Gone around her desk* You can never be too careful.