A/N: Hellooooo! It's me, Derby the annoying gamine type thingy!
(Note: Feel free to roll your eyes and ignore this part) Enjoy! ^_^
Disclaimer: Yorkie is mine, the scary minor characters are mine, and the Newsies are Disney's.
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October 18, 1899 (Later That Evening)
Hmmm.. It's nearly midnight and I can't get Blink off my mind. I don't understand why my comment about Spot would upset him.
I decided a few moments later to go to the Lodging House and see if Blink was still awake, surely they would be playing cards or something like that. I slipped through the shadows towards the house.
It was dark inside the Lodging House but I needed to talk to Blink. I slid in through the window and hovered around Blink's bunk for while.
Well, I thought it was my little pirate's bunk. It wasn't. I suppose my obnoxiously loud breathing (I was trying to subtly wake him up) had woken up a curly haired boy. He simply gaped at me then began screaming.
I ran into the bathroom and hide in the bathtub.
It seemed a few of the other boys had woken up and were trying to comfort the curly boy.
"Dere was giant rat standin' ova me!" The boy was near hysterics.
A giant rat. Of all the things I've been called that was my least favorite.
I suddenly heard Blink's voice, "Dere ain't no rat. You was dreaming. Go back ta sleep."
"But it was breathin' on me!" The boy I had frightened complained.
"Go ta sleep." Came several voices. The noise faded and it was quiet once more.
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October 19, 1899
I'm in a bathtub?
Oh yes, I remember now. I am the giant rat girl who terrorizes young boys in the middle of the night by breathing on them.
It seems I had fallen asleep in the bathtub when I hid in the bathroom last night. My head is resting on the faucet; it certainly isn't as comfortable as Blink's shoulder. I do miss him.
Speaking of Blink, he is standing in front of me with nothing on.
Oh my.
He gasped and grabbed a curtain in front of him. I jumped up quite quickly and tried to run for it, but Blink grabbed my arm with a free hand, "Yorkie? Why are you'se here.. In da bathtub?" he asked.
I've discovered I'm not one of those quick-witted, snap tongued girls so I replied, "I needed a bath."
My companion raised an eyebrow; "You always take a bath with your clothes on?"
I stared pointedly at him and said, "Well, obviously you don't." and ran out of the room. I quite regret that now, I sounded so angry with him. I hope he does not think I am completely insane yet.
Blink thinks I am insane, Spot thinks I am insane, and I am surely doomed to a life of sewers and a rat kingdom.
------- From Derby: Next chapter, a confrontation (of sorts) with Spot! Dun dun dun!
Disclaimer: Yorkie is mine, the scary minor characters are mine, and the Newsies are Disney's.
~*~*~*~
October 18, 1899 (Later That Evening)
Hmmm.. It's nearly midnight and I can't get Blink off my mind. I don't understand why my comment about Spot would upset him.
I decided a few moments later to go to the Lodging House and see if Blink was still awake, surely they would be playing cards or something like that. I slipped through the shadows towards the house.
It was dark inside the Lodging House but I needed to talk to Blink. I slid in through the window and hovered around Blink's bunk for while.
Well, I thought it was my little pirate's bunk. It wasn't. I suppose my obnoxiously loud breathing (I was trying to subtly wake him up) had woken up a curly haired boy. He simply gaped at me then began screaming.
I ran into the bathroom and hide in the bathtub.
It seemed a few of the other boys had woken up and were trying to comfort the curly boy.
"Dere was giant rat standin' ova me!" The boy was near hysterics.
A giant rat. Of all the things I've been called that was my least favorite.
I suddenly heard Blink's voice, "Dere ain't no rat. You was dreaming. Go back ta sleep."
"But it was breathin' on me!" The boy I had frightened complained.
"Go ta sleep." Came several voices. The noise faded and it was quiet once more.
~*~*~
October 19, 1899
I'm in a bathtub?
Oh yes, I remember now. I am the giant rat girl who terrorizes young boys in the middle of the night by breathing on them.
It seems I had fallen asleep in the bathtub when I hid in the bathroom last night. My head is resting on the faucet; it certainly isn't as comfortable as Blink's shoulder. I do miss him.
Speaking of Blink, he is standing in front of me with nothing on.
Oh my.
He gasped and grabbed a curtain in front of him. I jumped up quite quickly and tried to run for it, but Blink grabbed my arm with a free hand, "Yorkie? Why are you'se here.. In da bathtub?" he asked.
I've discovered I'm not one of those quick-witted, snap tongued girls so I replied, "I needed a bath."
My companion raised an eyebrow; "You always take a bath with your clothes on?"
I stared pointedly at him and said, "Well, obviously you don't." and ran out of the room. I quite regret that now, I sounded so angry with him. I hope he does not think I am completely insane yet.
Blink thinks I am insane, Spot thinks I am insane, and I am surely doomed to a life of sewers and a rat kingdom.
------- From Derby: Next chapter, a confrontation (of sorts) with Spot! Dun dun dun!