A/N: Shout outs!
Shortie: She's almost like a female Mush. o.O Skeery! Anywho, thank you mushly!
Dragonfly: The power of pants. ^__^
Cards: Eeee! Thank you!!! ^___^ *Watches story turn blue from huggles* Ooo.
Falco: I'll start that one fic soon! You and Spot will be together, I promise! ^___^ Thanks!
Disclaimer: See other chapters.
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October 18, 1899
I woke this morning with my head on someone's shoulder. This someone's head was also resting on mine.
I nearly screamed with fright, I thought it might have been that rude man from last night. But it wasn't (Hurrah!), it was Blink.
I could not help but think how adorable and innocent he looked asleep. His blonde hair was tousled and he was smiling very slightly. I dared not wake him but gently tried to get up, I had flowers to sell.
In the process of trying to remove myself from under his arms I managed to get my foot caught in his jacket, which was lying next to him. Unfortunately, I did not notice this until I tried to walk down the stairs and ended up tumbling down them once more. (I am beginning to loathe fire escapes.)
Blink woke with a start as he had been sitting on the jacket. He stared blankly at me for a moment. I quickly sat on a step and laughed nervously, trying to cover up my blunder. He laughed and stretched with a yawn.
"Hope you didn't mind dat I was dere. I mean..." He explained but I interrupted with a smile, "Of course not, though I did have a sneaking suspicion at first that you may have been one of those pants wearing pigs."
He cocked his head in confusion but shrugged then laughed. His laugh was infectious. I smiled and my cheeks began to glow a dazzling red, but the thought of Spot flickered in my mind and I hurried off to Wick's Floristry.
As I gathered my near wilted daisies I began to feel terribly guilty for leaving Blink on the fire escape like that.
The day pressed on as usual, though I did not see Blink until later that evening.
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Numerous times throughout the day I though of Spot and what he thought of me.
Just before six o'clock Blink appeared, he smiled and plucked a flower from the basket and handed it to me, bowing low.
Imitating royalty, I bowed back and tucked the flower behind my ear. Blink took my hand and we walked to Tibby's under the quickly darkening sky.
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The Beautiful One is sitting right beside me. Very closely, indeed.
Spot, look at me! Turn your handsome head this way! I love you!
Almost as if he had heard my thoughts he turned to me and asked, "So, did ya win your war?"
I had no clue what he was talking about; I had completely forgotten yesterday's events. I stared at him and replied, "Um. pardon?"
There was a loud round of laughter around me, and for the first time I noticed there were many newsies sitting at the table with Spot and I. They were snickering among themselves and eyeing me.
Spot put an arm around my shoulders, "Dat's ok. I like me goils a little crazy." He laughed. The others laughed. I was not amused, but the sheer delight of having Spot's arm in my vicinity, no, AROUND me was over whelming and I near fainted.
I noticed Blink sitting across from me, staring wide-eyed at Spot's arm around me. He made a small almost inaudible sound and turned to one of his friends sitting beside him.
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Sigh, The Beautiful One has touched me. I'm deliriously happy. Drunk on love. You must believe me; being drunk on love is better than being drunk on alcohol and making a fool of yourself.
As the newsies slowly exited Tibby's, Blink walked silently beside me, hands in pockets.
"So, whaddya t'ink of Spot?" He asked after a moment of silent, as though he had been trying to think of something to say.
I sighed and replied, "Oh I love him!"
Blink's jaw clenched and he left without saying anything more.
What has gotten into that boy?
------From Derby: Aww, poor Blink. I'll love you Blink!!! Lum dee dum, stay tuned folks.
Shortie: She's almost like a female Mush. o.O Skeery! Anywho, thank you mushly!
Dragonfly: The power of pants. ^__^
Cards: Eeee! Thank you!!! ^___^ *Watches story turn blue from huggles* Ooo.
Falco: I'll start that one fic soon! You and Spot will be together, I promise! ^___^ Thanks!
Disclaimer: See other chapters.
~*~*~*~
October 18, 1899
I woke this morning with my head on someone's shoulder. This someone's head was also resting on mine.
I nearly screamed with fright, I thought it might have been that rude man from last night. But it wasn't (Hurrah!), it was Blink.
I could not help but think how adorable and innocent he looked asleep. His blonde hair was tousled and he was smiling very slightly. I dared not wake him but gently tried to get up, I had flowers to sell.
In the process of trying to remove myself from under his arms I managed to get my foot caught in his jacket, which was lying next to him. Unfortunately, I did not notice this until I tried to walk down the stairs and ended up tumbling down them once more. (I am beginning to loathe fire escapes.)
Blink woke with a start as he had been sitting on the jacket. He stared blankly at me for a moment. I quickly sat on a step and laughed nervously, trying to cover up my blunder. He laughed and stretched with a yawn.
"Hope you didn't mind dat I was dere. I mean..." He explained but I interrupted with a smile, "Of course not, though I did have a sneaking suspicion at first that you may have been one of those pants wearing pigs."
He cocked his head in confusion but shrugged then laughed. His laugh was infectious. I smiled and my cheeks began to glow a dazzling red, but the thought of Spot flickered in my mind and I hurried off to Wick's Floristry.
As I gathered my near wilted daisies I began to feel terribly guilty for leaving Blink on the fire escape like that.
The day pressed on as usual, though I did not see Blink until later that evening.
~*~*~
Numerous times throughout the day I though of Spot and what he thought of me.
Just before six o'clock Blink appeared, he smiled and plucked a flower from the basket and handed it to me, bowing low.
Imitating royalty, I bowed back and tucked the flower behind my ear. Blink took my hand and we walked to Tibby's under the quickly darkening sky.
~*~*~
The Beautiful One is sitting right beside me. Very closely, indeed.
Spot, look at me! Turn your handsome head this way! I love you!
Almost as if he had heard my thoughts he turned to me and asked, "So, did ya win your war?"
I had no clue what he was talking about; I had completely forgotten yesterday's events. I stared at him and replied, "Um. pardon?"
There was a loud round of laughter around me, and for the first time I noticed there were many newsies sitting at the table with Spot and I. They were snickering among themselves and eyeing me.
Spot put an arm around my shoulders, "Dat's ok. I like me goils a little crazy." He laughed. The others laughed. I was not amused, but the sheer delight of having Spot's arm in my vicinity, no, AROUND me was over whelming and I near fainted.
I noticed Blink sitting across from me, staring wide-eyed at Spot's arm around me. He made a small almost inaudible sound and turned to one of his friends sitting beside him.
~*~*~
Sigh, The Beautiful One has touched me. I'm deliriously happy. Drunk on love. You must believe me; being drunk on love is better than being drunk on alcohol and making a fool of yourself.
As the newsies slowly exited Tibby's, Blink walked silently beside me, hands in pockets.
"So, whaddya t'ink of Spot?" He asked after a moment of silent, as though he had been trying to think of something to say.
I sighed and replied, "Oh I love him!"
Blink's jaw clenched and he left without saying anything more.
What has gotten into that boy?
------From Derby: Aww, poor Blink. I'll love you Blink!!! Lum dee dum, stay tuned folks.