Disclaimer: The proper names I use belong to the actors from Newsies/Roundhouse.
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Chapter 2: Adjustments
Thanksgiving came. It was a more thankful celebration than it had been in the past. The guys had only been in the Other Realm for two weeks. It'd been a wild ride for Callie. The four were constantly going, wanting to know about everything around them. They had a ((insert sarcasm here)) fun time convincing Grandma of who the four were. After much debating and begging, Grandma allowed them to stay. Callie moved into Grandma's room, and the guys crowded her room: Dutchy and Specs sharing the only bed, Pie Eater on an air mattress, and Bumlets on a cot from the thrift store.
The thrift store found a lot of business that day Callie brought the guys there. They bought two bags full of clothes, hats, shoes, and - of course - the cot. It was there that they came to the problem of proper names. They'd always been known as just Bumlets, Specs, Pie Eater, and Dutchy in the Dream World. They needed more than that now. So, Callie broke out a name book.
"I like this name" Pie Eater exclaimed, grinning. "Demothi!"
Callie shook her head, and held back a laugh. "I don't think that'd work for you, Pie. Can you pick another one?"
"All right." He looked at the book again. "I like David."
"Hey, wait, I want to be David!" Specs said.
"But I want it!"
They got into a skirmish until Callie interceded with solution. "Since Pie claimed it first, why not let him use David has his first name and Specs, you use it as your last name." They agreed after much thought.
"Reginald is a nice name" Bumlets said.
"Bumlets, maybe you should pick something more Spanish. You have that nationality in your looks" Callie replied, and explained what 'nationality' meant since the guys had no clue.
"Is Dominic okay?" he asked a minute later.
Callie nodded. "Yeah, that fits you." She turned to Dutchy who was sitting quietly next to her staring intently at the name book. "You have a choice yet, Dutch?"
He looked up, frowning. "No. I don't think any of these names fit me. What nationality did you say I could be?"
"With the blonde hair and blue eyes - also judging from your name that you were given in the Dream World - mostly Scandinavian or even Russian."
Dutchy scanned the list again and finally decided on, "Ivan. Sounds like a friendly name."
"Sure it is." Callie laughed at the thought of 'Ivan the Terrible'. She'd keep that fact to herself. "I think it works for you. Specs, you have anything to go with your last name."
"I want to be named after someone important" Specs explained thoughtfully, even though he didn't know anyone important in the Other Realm. "How about this? Mark: author of the New Testament book, The Gospel According to Mark. Sounds important enough to me."
"Then you're Mark!" Callie burst out.
The guys decided on their full names, and they were known as David Sidoni, Dominic Lucero, Ivan Dudensky, and Mark David. Callie, however, called them by what she knew them as. They're Dream World names would always be their real names to her. As for technical stuff like personal identification or social security cards, well, I'll just leave that up to the imagination.
Another problem was about hats. The guys all had a different hat they wore almost constantly in the Dream World. It was like an extended part of them. Callie had no problem with it, it's just they couldn't wear they're hats -everywhere-. Wearing a large bowler type as Specs had was kind of awkward especially while walking on a beach or anywhere around Pensacola. Callie had to bargain, and introduce the guys to a new kind of hat to them - baseball caps.
One day the guys were flipping through the channels on the television. It was a bad idea to have introduced them to the boob-tube, Pie and Specs had become hooked. Callie strolled in from work, she cooked at a restaurant called Maguire's, to find the two vegging out. "Have you two even gotten up today?"
"Of course, we have!" Pie replied then lifted a glass full of chocolate milk. "We had to get up to get more milk!"
Callie rolled her eyes, and kicked off her shoes. "That doesn't count."
"Hey Callie, guess what comes on three times a day!" Specs said in excitement. His voice had a more lighter tone now, not all deep and serious sounding. "Barney Fife! He's hilarious!" He broke out into a perfect impression. "I'm a lawman. That's my job, that's what I do."
"You're getting better at that everyday." She looked around. "Where's the others?"
Pie answered. "Grandma went to visit Mrs. Earline down the road. Dutchy and Bumlets are outside somewhere."
"Thanks." Callie walked to the back door, proceeding outside. It was a beautiful evening on the beach. The sun was slowly sinking farther to the water. The waves were calm and gently lapping at the shore. A flock of seagulls lay in a monstrous patch down the way. She looked out towards the water to see Dutchy and Bumlets squashing in the waves. She just stood there watching them, thinking of how things changed so quickly.
Callie and her mother had lived in the old brick beach house on Pensacola Beach since Callie was a little girl. Her grandparents had bought it after retirement, but Grandpa had died in a car wreck a couple years after they moved in. Four years ago, the most dreadful news hit Callie...cancer. The doctors had tried everything, but the cancer had spread rapidly in such a short amount of time. Her mother battled ovarian cancer until it finally won six months ago. Now these four guys from her dreams were with her, and she'd brought them there!
"Hey Callie!" Dutchy and Bumlets shouted from the shore. She waved back at them.
It was too good to be true.
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Chapter 2: Adjustments
Thanksgiving came. It was a more thankful celebration than it had been in the past. The guys had only been in the Other Realm for two weeks. It'd been a wild ride for Callie. The four were constantly going, wanting to know about everything around them. They had a ((insert sarcasm here)) fun time convincing Grandma of who the four were. After much debating and begging, Grandma allowed them to stay. Callie moved into Grandma's room, and the guys crowded her room: Dutchy and Specs sharing the only bed, Pie Eater on an air mattress, and Bumlets on a cot from the thrift store.
The thrift store found a lot of business that day Callie brought the guys there. They bought two bags full of clothes, hats, shoes, and - of course - the cot. It was there that they came to the problem of proper names. They'd always been known as just Bumlets, Specs, Pie Eater, and Dutchy in the Dream World. They needed more than that now. So, Callie broke out a name book.
"I like this name" Pie Eater exclaimed, grinning. "Demothi!"
Callie shook her head, and held back a laugh. "I don't think that'd work for you, Pie. Can you pick another one?"
"All right." He looked at the book again. "I like David."
"Hey, wait, I want to be David!" Specs said.
"But I want it!"
They got into a skirmish until Callie interceded with solution. "Since Pie claimed it first, why not let him use David has his first name and Specs, you use it as your last name." They agreed after much thought.
"Reginald is a nice name" Bumlets said.
"Bumlets, maybe you should pick something more Spanish. You have that nationality in your looks" Callie replied, and explained what 'nationality' meant since the guys had no clue.
"Is Dominic okay?" he asked a minute later.
Callie nodded. "Yeah, that fits you." She turned to Dutchy who was sitting quietly next to her staring intently at the name book. "You have a choice yet, Dutch?"
He looked up, frowning. "No. I don't think any of these names fit me. What nationality did you say I could be?"
"With the blonde hair and blue eyes - also judging from your name that you were given in the Dream World - mostly Scandinavian or even Russian."
Dutchy scanned the list again and finally decided on, "Ivan. Sounds like a friendly name."
"Sure it is." Callie laughed at the thought of 'Ivan the Terrible'. She'd keep that fact to herself. "I think it works for you. Specs, you have anything to go with your last name."
"I want to be named after someone important" Specs explained thoughtfully, even though he didn't know anyone important in the Other Realm. "How about this? Mark: author of the New Testament book, The Gospel According to Mark. Sounds important enough to me."
"Then you're Mark!" Callie burst out.
The guys decided on their full names, and they were known as David Sidoni, Dominic Lucero, Ivan Dudensky, and Mark David. Callie, however, called them by what she knew them as. They're Dream World names would always be their real names to her. As for technical stuff like personal identification or social security cards, well, I'll just leave that up to the imagination.
Another problem was about hats. The guys all had a different hat they wore almost constantly in the Dream World. It was like an extended part of them. Callie had no problem with it, it's just they couldn't wear they're hats -everywhere-. Wearing a large bowler type as Specs had was kind of awkward especially while walking on a beach or anywhere around Pensacola. Callie had to bargain, and introduce the guys to a new kind of hat to them - baseball caps.
One day the guys were flipping through the channels on the television. It was a bad idea to have introduced them to the boob-tube, Pie and Specs had become hooked. Callie strolled in from work, she cooked at a restaurant called Maguire's, to find the two vegging out. "Have you two even gotten up today?"
"Of course, we have!" Pie replied then lifted a glass full of chocolate milk. "We had to get up to get more milk!"
Callie rolled her eyes, and kicked off her shoes. "That doesn't count."
"Hey Callie, guess what comes on three times a day!" Specs said in excitement. His voice had a more lighter tone now, not all deep and serious sounding. "Barney Fife! He's hilarious!" He broke out into a perfect impression. "I'm a lawman. That's my job, that's what I do."
"You're getting better at that everyday." She looked around. "Where's the others?"
Pie answered. "Grandma went to visit Mrs. Earline down the road. Dutchy and Bumlets are outside somewhere."
"Thanks." Callie walked to the back door, proceeding outside. It was a beautiful evening on the beach. The sun was slowly sinking farther to the water. The waves were calm and gently lapping at the shore. A flock of seagulls lay in a monstrous patch down the way. She looked out towards the water to see Dutchy and Bumlets squashing in the waves. She just stood there watching them, thinking of how things changed so quickly.
Callie and her mother had lived in the old brick beach house on Pensacola Beach since Callie was a little girl. Her grandparents had bought it after retirement, but Grandpa had died in a car wreck a couple years after they moved in. Four years ago, the most dreadful news hit Callie...cancer. The doctors had tried everything, but the cancer had spread rapidly in such a short amount of time. Her mother battled ovarian cancer until it finally won six months ago. Now these four guys from her dreams were with her, and she'd brought them there!
"Hey Callie!" Dutchy and Bumlets shouted from the shore. She waved back at them.
It was too good to be true.