Present…
"I can't believe that we're going to leave New York tonight, all our friends, former jobs, free breakfast from the nuns!" Duckie said dropping a pebble into the water, watching the ripples dance happily below them.
"But we'll write every week, and so will they! Our dreams are coming true and they accept that!" Mush said turning Duckie towards him and hugging her tightly as a light breeze blew around them, causing Duckie to shiver. "Come on, we better be getting back, they'll be waiting for us!" Duckie nodded, then the two walked to Tibby's hand in hand.
As they entered the dinner, shouts and cheers whipped though the place like a gust of wind. Greetings were yelled at the couple as they neared their friends at the back of the room, ordering some refreshments.
"Heya Guys!" Mush greeted his friends, as Duckie did the same to hers.
The party was not exactly like any other gathering. In addition to the poker games, drinks, jokes, and tears of joy, there were tears of sadness and exchanging of gifts to their friends that would soon depart.
As the party soon died down, and as the newsies left in groups or couples, there was only ten newsies remaining in the once crowded dinner.
"You promise you'll write?" Quotes said handing Duckie her suitcase.
"Promise!" Duckie whispered trying not to cry, taking her belongings from her friend.
"You better! Or we'll all have to come over there and make you write to us!" Bailey, who was also at the point of tears, spoke trying to lift the spirits of her friends.
"Come on honey, the ship leaves in an hour! If we don't leave now, we won't be able to go." Duckie clung to Mush's hand as he led her out of the dinner.
Once Duckie and Mush left the dinner, all was silent, except a crunching sound.
"Spot? Was that MY olive?"
"Um… no?"
"I CAN'T BELIEVE YOU ATE MY OLIVE!" Iris screamed. Various groans were heard as the couple fought in the background.
"When is he gonna get that he shouldn't eat her food?" Race said opening the door and stepping out with Dice.
"Yeah I know I mean, they're just going to fight and make up afterwards!" Quotes added.
"I think he does it for the making up part." Specs pointed out.
"More like making out!" Blink joked which resulted in a punch in the arm by Quotes.
"Ow!"
"You disserved it!"