Chapter nine:
"Where were you'se when you found yourself in da past?" Baby was asking me. I was only paying half attention, and I wasn't alone. Ink an' Spot were looking rather bored. Why were they here again?
"Um," snapping back to full attention now, "I was walking out a Tibby's, avoiding some ass hole who pinched me ass." Yup, that covers it. "Den Spot was suddenly behind me."
"Spot, how did you'se realize she was dere?" That's a good question. Why didn't I think of that?
"Well, I'se was walkin' up da street, and den she was suddenly dere. Jus' appeared walkin' into de light from da street-lamp." Come to think of it, that's how I first saw Spot, walking into the light from the street-lamp.
"Hmmm," Baby was thinking, she seems to do that allot lately. "I can't make a connection. When I went to da past, I was in Manhattan, jus' walkin' around, durin' da day." This isn't making any sense. "Then I'se was suddenly in front of da News-boy's lodging house."
It took a moment for me to process this information. "I've fond a connection!" This earned me odd looks from everybody. "We both showed up in the past near a lodgin' house. What time did ya say it was when it happened?"
"I didn't, but it was around 9 am-ish." This was our connection! I'm starting to understand things a bit better.
"That's around the time I showed up by da Brooklyn LH. Only it was PM." Now she's getting it. The boys are still clueless, there boys, that's there excuse. "Spot, do you knows what time it was when you'se found me?"
"Yeah, 'bout 9-ish." Still clueless.
"That's it! We went to da past exactly two weeks an' 6 hours apart." That figured out, but we still need the whole why I went back part. "I think that means that we can git back at the same times in da same place exactly two weeks an' six hours from da time we got here."
Baby's face went ashen, and it took me a moment to realize why. She's been here for three weeks, she's missed her time slot.
"Oh, no. I could be wrong. I have been before, you know dat, right?" She nodded, but she didn't believe a word I was saying. "Really, I punched holes in me own theory with the fact that I switch back an' forth." Her expression didn't change.
"Why do you'se git ta go home every once in a while, an' I don't. Hell, Ink 'as seen more a da futua den I has in three weeks." Every word Baby said was true, I wasn't gonna lie to her about it. She's stuck for a reason.
The bed suddenly dropped out from underneath me. I thought that I had broken it, but when I looked up, there was no bed there. Spot Ink and Baby were all wearing jeans and T-shirts.
"Question answered, Baby. You ain't stuck, look at you now." Why had he accent stuck to Spot? "An' what the Hell are these thing we's wearin'?" OK, no accent, just poor grammar.
"We're back in the future, Spot. These are what we wear now." Baby gave a quick reply and stood up. The nightstand she had been sitting on was gone, too.
"Holy Shit, what's happened to us, to the LH?" Voices from downstairs. Shit is right. Why are they now? Jack, Race, Boots, and Mush came bursting through the door.
"I wanna know what's goin' on an' why? What did you two do?" I think Jack suspected us of something. But his stay didn't last long. He said something else, but he had faded out of the scene. Mush and Boots went next followed by racetrack, who let out a very girly scream as each one of his buddies faded into nothing-ness.
"What was that all about?" Ink said in the confusion. He didn't get a reply, everyone was staring at the empty space.
"Um, Ok, NOW I'm freaked out." I heard myself say the words before I even knew I'd thought them.
"Hops, trust me, you're not alone." Ink called me by Hops. He's never done that before.
"You called me Hops. Why?" stupid question, yes. It was another said-before- thought sentence.
"Well, you'se said your friends call you Hops, an' I figure, we're friends, so why not?" Ink probably thought it a dumb question, too.
"Back to why we are here, people." Baby was getting annoyed by the outside conversation. It was understandable. "I'm seeing a common factor in the time hop thing. It's Hops." That's OK, everyone can use my name now! But she is right, I am present when any jumping through time activity occurs.
"Well, Baby, we might as well use our time in the here and now to call home and tell 'em where we are."
"Does this mean we get to stay home?" Baby was so hopeful. I wish I could just say "yes" But I'd be lying.
"Baby, I know jus' as much as you do, so I can't say for sure. Not all the pieces are in place. Spot an Ink are here, and I don't know if they can get back on their own." Crushed. That's all I can say to describe her expression.
*cough* "Let's just go call our parents, they're probably worried." We all left the LH for the nearest pay phone. I'd love to just get on a plane and go back to Oahu, no matter how much I hate it there. But after the bed incident, I'm not sure I trust the plane to not just disappear from underneath us.
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The chapter isn't short in length, but I'm not sure. I apologize for the lack of new chapters for a little while, but stuff happened. Well, I did stuff. I went to the water park all yesterday, then spent the night at my friend's house, who lives incredibly far away from my computer. Then today we went to the mall. We as in Ink's inspiration and others. Again, the fact that he hates all things newsies is good. Well, that's a tid-bit of useless information.
Please review. I luvs all of your reviews.
"Where were you'se when you found yourself in da past?" Baby was asking me. I was only paying half attention, and I wasn't alone. Ink an' Spot were looking rather bored. Why were they here again?
"Um," snapping back to full attention now, "I was walking out a Tibby's, avoiding some ass hole who pinched me ass." Yup, that covers it. "Den Spot was suddenly behind me."
"Spot, how did you'se realize she was dere?" That's a good question. Why didn't I think of that?
"Well, I'se was walkin' up da street, and den she was suddenly dere. Jus' appeared walkin' into de light from da street-lamp." Come to think of it, that's how I first saw Spot, walking into the light from the street-lamp.
"Hmmm," Baby was thinking, she seems to do that allot lately. "I can't make a connection. When I went to da past, I was in Manhattan, jus' walkin' around, durin' da day." This isn't making any sense. "Then I'se was suddenly in front of da News-boy's lodging house."
It took a moment for me to process this information. "I've fond a connection!" This earned me odd looks from everybody. "We both showed up in the past near a lodgin' house. What time did ya say it was when it happened?"
"I didn't, but it was around 9 am-ish." This was our connection! I'm starting to understand things a bit better.
"That's around the time I showed up by da Brooklyn LH. Only it was PM." Now she's getting it. The boys are still clueless, there boys, that's there excuse. "Spot, do you knows what time it was when you'se found me?"
"Yeah, 'bout 9-ish." Still clueless.
"That's it! We went to da past exactly two weeks an' 6 hours apart." That figured out, but we still need the whole why I went back part. "I think that means that we can git back at the same times in da same place exactly two weeks an' six hours from da time we got here."
Baby's face went ashen, and it took me a moment to realize why. She's been here for three weeks, she's missed her time slot.
"Oh, no. I could be wrong. I have been before, you know dat, right?" She nodded, but she didn't believe a word I was saying. "Really, I punched holes in me own theory with the fact that I switch back an' forth." Her expression didn't change.
"Why do you'se git ta go home every once in a while, an' I don't. Hell, Ink 'as seen more a da futua den I has in three weeks." Every word Baby said was true, I wasn't gonna lie to her about it. She's stuck for a reason.
The bed suddenly dropped out from underneath me. I thought that I had broken it, but when I looked up, there was no bed there. Spot Ink and Baby were all wearing jeans and T-shirts.
"Question answered, Baby. You ain't stuck, look at you now." Why had he accent stuck to Spot? "An' what the Hell are these thing we's wearin'?" OK, no accent, just poor grammar.
"We're back in the future, Spot. These are what we wear now." Baby gave a quick reply and stood up. The nightstand she had been sitting on was gone, too.
"Holy Shit, what's happened to us, to the LH?" Voices from downstairs. Shit is right. Why are they now? Jack, Race, Boots, and Mush came bursting through the door.
"I wanna know what's goin' on an' why? What did you two do?" I think Jack suspected us of something. But his stay didn't last long. He said something else, but he had faded out of the scene. Mush and Boots went next followed by racetrack, who let out a very girly scream as each one of his buddies faded into nothing-ness.
"What was that all about?" Ink said in the confusion. He didn't get a reply, everyone was staring at the empty space.
"Um, Ok, NOW I'm freaked out." I heard myself say the words before I even knew I'd thought them.
"Hops, trust me, you're not alone." Ink called me by Hops. He's never done that before.
"You called me Hops. Why?" stupid question, yes. It was another said-before- thought sentence.
"Well, you'se said your friends call you Hops, an' I figure, we're friends, so why not?" Ink probably thought it a dumb question, too.
"Back to why we are here, people." Baby was getting annoyed by the outside conversation. It was understandable. "I'm seeing a common factor in the time hop thing. It's Hops." That's OK, everyone can use my name now! But she is right, I am present when any jumping through time activity occurs.
"Well, Baby, we might as well use our time in the here and now to call home and tell 'em where we are."
"Does this mean we get to stay home?" Baby was so hopeful. I wish I could just say "yes" But I'd be lying.
"Baby, I know jus' as much as you do, so I can't say for sure. Not all the pieces are in place. Spot an Ink are here, and I don't know if they can get back on their own." Crushed. That's all I can say to describe her expression.
*cough* "Let's just go call our parents, they're probably worried." We all left the LH for the nearest pay phone. I'd love to just get on a plane and go back to Oahu, no matter how much I hate it there. But after the bed incident, I'm not sure I trust the plane to not just disappear from underneath us.
___________________~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~____________________
The chapter isn't short in length, but I'm not sure. I apologize for the lack of new chapters for a little while, but stuff happened. Well, I did stuff. I went to the water park all yesterday, then spent the night at my friend's house, who lives incredibly far away from my computer. Then today we went to the mall. We as in Ink's inspiration and others. Again, the fact that he hates all things newsies is good. Well, that's a tid-bit of useless information.
Please review. I luvs all of your reviews.
