Brittney Spears was on a movie set in Hollywood.
"Aaanndd- action!" yelled the director.
"I'm stronger than yester day!" Brittney began to sing.
She did every thing like clockwork. She sang, the dancers danced, life was
great. Until the flash.
(The flash is supposed to happen at the end of the music video,
then she and the dancers disappeared off stage.)
So Anyways. The flash happened and Brittney suddenly felt different,
like she was flying or falling, either way she felt weird.
(Probably because she was weird) She tried to walk but she didn't get
any where. "What the heck!" she whined. KABOOM!
One more bright flash then Brittney, and her dancers were standing on a
bridge.
~*~*~*~
Spot sent Tricks to get Jack and his gang, and bring them to Brooklyn for a game of poker. The whole gang headed toward the Brooklyn bridge, singing and dancing . They were still a little hyped from the strike they had just won. As the group of Newsies reached the bridge on the Manhattan's side, Jack noticed a group of people standing exactly in the middle of the bridge. "Nuthin' new" he thought, and said nothing about it. (Why should he) As they got closer the saw there were three guys and four girls in the group, they hadn't budged a foot. At about ten feet away the other boys noticed the group and stopped singing and dancing. The group too was silent as the newsies approached them. A girl of about sixteen stepped forward. All the newsies stared at her wide eyed, she was barely dressed! The newsies began to murmur as Jack came forward, with Tricks right beside him. "Who are youse? And why is you standin' in the middle of da bridge? Ya' lost 'er sumtin' ?" Jack asked. "I could ask the same of you. Now be a good boy and get off my set!" she yelled. "She asked for- I mean he asked for youse name lady!" shouted a vary demanding boy with an eye patch. The girl snickered. Then she turned around and spoke to a girl wearing black. (They were all wearing black) " Tami bring me my cell!" "I don't have your cell and I'm not your slave Your royal dorkness" answered the girl named Tami.
Jack was getting a little angry at her for ignoring him. " I'll ask ya' one more time. Who are ya' ?" This time Tami answered " We are the Brittney Spears, music video, dancers, and that bimbo is Brittney." She pointed to the people as she spoke. "That's Brad, Eric, Chad, Chelsy, and Ashley, oh, and I as you know I'm Tami. That's our gang! So wh-" " Who are you, besides really cute?" interrupted Ashley. "Now nun' o'dat." replied Jack curtly, them looking at Brittney, "Look youse gotta get outta me way or all have ta get ruff wid youse." "' scuse me Jack shouldn't you be nice to dis beautiful angel?" asked Tricks. "No I'se ain't gonna be nice. Angel me hat. And if she don't move, I'll-" "I'm not moving!" shouted Brittney defiantly. Jack took a step forward. The newsies froze. " Jack, stay calm! I'm sure their new in town, they don't know who you are! Jack listen to me! Jack!" David shook Jack as he spoke. " Race help me I need some help!" " Alright stop yellin' I ain't deft!" answered Race in a yell. David had a problem with getting attention. " Dave's right Jack." " Thank you! You can't just go around hitting girls, it'll give us a bad name." " Alright Dave thanks, I'll think about that." Jack stepped back and began to shout. " What's it gonna take ta get ta Brooklyn are we ready?" The newsies yeah'd. " What's it gonna take ta get through this group? Can we do it?" The newsies yeah'd. " Well do what we gotta do until we get to Brooklyn and ply our poker games! Brittney can't stop us!" "Yeah!" shouted the newsies. "OW!" shouted Race. " What's da matter Race?" Jack asked worriedly. " Sh-sh-she smacked me!" answered Race pointing at Chelsy. Jack glared at her. She spoke in her own defense. " Well he was standing right in front of me, and smoking that's like sooo gross and like sooo disgusting." " Well youse di'na have ta smack me! An if'n youse weren't a goil I'd smack ya' back wid dis!" he held up a fist. The group just burst out laughing. " Alright! Alright! I'se ain't speakin' ta youse no more. Youse on me hoity- toity list." To this the group laughed even harder.
Tricks interrupted them. " Um. Miss do ya need a tour 'round of in' i'thin' ? I'se'll be happy ta show ya' round. Youse group cin come too if ya' want." " Why thank you! We would love that." Squealed Brittney. " What was your name?" " I'se called Tricks" " Come along dancers, or stay with these. these. low lives!" and with a stare and a glare towards the newsies Brittney Spears took Tricks' arm and they walked away. Eric, Chad, Ashley, and Tami were the dancers who stayed. " We won't be seeing her any time soon." said Eric, more to him-self than any one. " Or tricks either." Replied Jack. " Spot ain't gonna like dis"
~*~*~*~
Later at the Brooklyn lodging house . . .
"He what?!" exclaimed Spot " Tricks ran off wid some goil who was half dressed." answered Jack. " He can't do dist a me! It ain't fare! I'll soke 'im da bum! I'll-" "He cin do whatever 'e wants, it's his stinkin" life."
~*~*~*~
Spot sent Tricks to get Jack and his gang, and bring them to Brooklyn for a game of poker. The whole gang headed toward the Brooklyn bridge, singing and dancing . They were still a little hyped from the strike they had just won. As the group of Newsies reached the bridge on the Manhattan's side, Jack noticed a group of people standing exactly in the middle of the bridge. "Nuthin' new" he thought, and said nothing about it. (Why should he) As they got closer the saw there were three guys and four girls in the group, they hadn't budged a foot. At about ten feet away the other boys noticed the group and stopped singing and dancing. The group too was silent as the newsies approached them. A girl of about sixteen stepped forward. All the newsies stared at her wide eyed, she was barely dressed! The newsies began to murmur as Jack came forward, with Tricks right beside him. "Who are youse? And why is you standin' in the middle of da bridge? Ya' lost 'er sumtin' ?" Jack asked. "I could ask the same of you. Now be a good boy and get off my set!" she yelled. "She asked for- I mean he asked for youse name lady!" shouted a vary demanding boy with an eye patch. The girl snickered. Then she turned around and spoke to a girl wearing black. (They were all wearing black) " Tami bring me my cell!" "I don't have your cell and I'm not your slave Your royal dorkness" answered the girl named Tami.
Jack was getting a little angry at her for ignoring him. " I'll ask ya' one more time. Who are ya' ?" This time Tami answered " We are the Brittney Spears, music video, dancers, and that bimbo is Brittney." She pointed to the people as she spoke. "That's Brad, Eric, Chad, Chelsy, and Ashley, oh, and I as you know I'm Tami. That's our gang! So wh-" " Who are you, besides really cute?" interrupted Ashley. "Now nun' o'dat." replied Jack curtly, them looking at Brittney, "Look youse gotta get outta me way or all have ta get ruff wid youse." "' scuse me Jack shouldn't you be nice to dis beautiful angel?" asked Tricks. "No I'se ain't gonna be nice. Angel me hat. And if she don't move, I'll-" "I'm not moving!" shouted Brittney defiantly. Jack took a step forward. The newsies froze. " Jack, stay calm! I'm sure their new in town, they don't know who you are! Jack listen to me! Jack!" David shook Jack as he spoke. " Race help me I need some help!" " Alright stop yellin' I ain't deft!" answered Race in a yell. David had a problem with getting attention. " Dave's right Jack." " Thank you! You can't just go around hitting girls, it'll give us a bad name." " Alright Dave thanks, I'll think about that." Jack stepped back and began to shout. " What's it gonna take ta get ta Brooklyn are we ready?" The newsies yeah'd. " What's it gonna take ta get through this group? Can we do it?" The newsies yeah'd. " Well do what we gotta do until we get to Brooklyn and ply our poker games! Brittney can't stop us!" "Yeah!" shouted the newsies. "OW!" shouted Race. " What's da matter Race?" Jack asked worriedly. " Sh-sh-she smacked me!" answered Race pointing at Chelsy. Jack glared at her. She spoke in her own defense. " Well he was standing right in front of me, and smoking that's like sooo gross and like sooo disgusting." " Well youse di'na have ta smack me! An if'n youse weren't a goil I'd smack ya' back wid dis!" he held up a fist. The group just burst out laughing. " Alright! Alright! I'se ain't speakin' ta youse no more. Youse on me hoity- toity list." To this the group laughed even harder.
Tricks interrupted them. " Um. Miss do ya need a tour 'round of in' i'thin' ? I'se'll be happy ta show ya' round. Youse group cin come too if ya' want." " Why thank you! We would love that." Squealed Brittney. " What was your name?" " I'se called Tricks" " Come along dancers, or stay with these. these. low lives!" and with a stare and a glare towards the newsies Brittney Spears took Tricks' arm and they walked away. Eric, Chad, Ashley, and Tami were the dancers who stayed. " We won't be seeing her any time soon." said Eric, more to him-self than any one. " Or tricks either." Replied Jack. " Spot ain't gonna like dis"
~*~*~*~
Later at the Brooklyn lodging house . . .
"He what?!" exclaimed Spot " Tricks ran off wid some goil who was half dressed." answered Jack. " He can't do dist a me! It ain't fare! I'll soke 'im da bum! I'll-" "He cin do whatever 'e wants, it's his stinkin" life."