It was a cool, clear night. Two friends were making there way out of the Lodging House and into the nearest bar. Technically neither of them should drink as one it wasn't lady like, and two they weren't responsible sober.
But the latter didn't matter, since they weren't particularly responsible when they were sober either.
Actually the former didn't matter either because they weren't lady like to begin with
Anyways, they were out for a night on the town without their boyfriends, Spot and Blink. They would be furious if they found out, but that was a risk that they were willing to take.
They kept looking for a bar that would let two un escorted girls in. They were finally able to work their charm, Tiger's a little more...erm.. revealing than some, and enter a dark pub. This pub was filled with questionable characters, gamblers, hookers, and musicians. Needless to say both felt extremely at ease in the place
Tiger draped herself over the nearest table, flirting with anything that came along. Cards made herself at home and challenged some men to a game of poker. All was going well until a man dressed in black approached them.
Aside from this horrible cliché the man was average height and immediately was roped in by Tiger's Flirting
Cards one yet another game of poker and Tiger ordered yet another drink. The strange man turned out to be quite normal and wrote for a newspaper. This shocked all involved who were expecting him to be a serial killer or such, he was interested in the two Newsgirls and how they dealt with working in a male controlled work force
Cards and Tiger were both very excited that someone was interested in the newsgirls and answered all of his questions. The man kept buying them drinks, and they kept drinking.
After a while the girls began to get sufficiently drunk and annoyed with all these questions. " 'ey mistah, why ya wanna know all dis stuff?" Tiger asked, her words slurring together.
"I told you I am interested in how you news girls fare in a male dominated profession"
"Bullshit." Cards muttered
Tiger nodded gravely, before tripping over her own two feet.
Cards watched Tiger fall to the ground before getting down from the bar stool to help her up. "Mistah, no one cares about us unless they want a good lay... well at least I think SPot's dat way."
"Blink's dat way too, but he's so good in bed.." Tiger said and giggled, "Not tah say dat Spot's not or anyting." The man sighed.
"Is Sex all you ladies think about?"
"Nah, or is it?" Cards asked laughing
"It is," Tiger confirmed and took a sip of her beer, "but dats rathah likely when yer around guys all de time."
"Do the boys ever how do I put this so it won't offend you, take advantage of you?" The man asked taking all this down very quickly.
Tiger looked at Cards and they both nodded. "Of course!"
"But hell I know I likes it!" Cards muttered "An' it ain't rape or nutten."
"Holy shit!" Tiger said, a little too loudly, "Its two 'a clock in da morning! We'se gotta get back to da Lodgin House!"
"Shit!" Cards muttered as they ran out. "Erm did we just Tell him every thing we do at da lodgen house?" Cards asked in shock as they were about to check in.
"Looks dat way," Tiger said, as she tripped again, "Do ya tink dats bad?"
"We just went out wid out our guys, told a fucken reporter our life stories, our names and our boys names, I think thats bad." Cards summed this all up by barfing in a neighbors plant.
Tiger just stared at her before she passed out on the stone steps of the Lodging House.
The moral of the story is: Don't let strange Newspaper men by you Drinks
THE END
Author (Cards) Notes: Hmm, These are done over IM so ya know!
Disclaimer: THIS STANDS FOR CHAPTER ONE AND ALL FOLLOWING CHAPTERS! We do not own Newsies, Blink's-Tiger owns Tiger, and Cards Owns Cards!
Shout Outs: (Italics are Cards Plain is Tiger)
To Morning Dew:
shes insane for hugging jack.. ::shudders::
I fully agree, Jack is strange and Spot would never kidnap Klopmen, to impractical!
Falco-
good! Someone needed to give the boy a good smack.
Yes he is Stupid isn't he?
Polecat-
prefer feckin' but frickin's good too. Yeah, Blink and Mush can be a little, how shall I say this, spacey?
I agree full heartedly with Tiger on this one!
Derby-
Genius? WOW! Thanks a lot!
Yes we are Genius ain't we?