Disclaimer- I still only own who I create. Well, acctually, I also own Mush, Spot, Race and Jack... Me and Sprite kidnapped them, now they're ours... So back of!!! You can't have them!!! Muahaha...
Shouts-
Haversack- Thanks a lot cheek! I'm really glad you like it. That would be intersesting, if Fowl and Benna got together... heh heh heh... *hands over slice of cake as promised*
Sprite- YESSSSS!!!! Our plans are in action now cheek!! We are SO gonna get our boyziez!!! Good thing I got all this flour less chocolate cake... Aaron'll be sure to go for it... *gives Sprite a piece as well*
Well then. Yeah. Fun stuff.
-L'Amo-
Within no more than 15 minutes, Benna, Fowl and Snipeshooter had gotten their food, eaten it, paid for it, and headed back out into the city. Benna was anxious to see what ancient New York was like, and the other two anxious to show her. To her great dislike, a few of the boys from the diner had followed them out, and stayed close behind them in their journey for quite some time. It made her feel uncomfortable. Benna hated being the center of attention. She shrugged off the thought and looked back to the other two. They were looking around, trying to find some interesting place to show her.
"So whut's ya story, eh?" Fowl asked, looking at Benna with interest. It was then that she realized she had never told them about her. Lucky for her, she had been thinking of an answer to that question since she had heard them outside the door at the Lodging House.
"It's nothing, really. I've lived here in Manhattan my whole life, and have known Kloppman for a long time. I'm getting too old for my home, so I've been setting out to look for a new one." She grinned slightly, proud of herself. Her pride was cut short.
"If ya've lived heah ya whole life, why'dja wan' us ta show ya 'round? Wouln' ya know da place pretty well by now?" 'Oooh. Busted.'
"Uh, yeah, I do... I just... I never got to look around much, cause... I was always, busy... working in a factory. Yeah." The boys nodded slowly, accepting the answer. Benna exhaled quietly. She decided it'd be best if she changed the subject. "So, how often to you guys sell papes?" she asked with mock interest. They looked at each other, then back to her.
"Twice ev'y day 'cept Sunday," Snipeshooter said, smiling. "Foist adition at 5, secon' at 3." Benna's eyes widened. She had never had a job before, but here where these 11 and 12 year old kids, getting up at about 4:30 every morning, just to stay alive. She suddenly felt very grateful for how good she had it. 'Wait, I don't have it that good anymore,' she thought, looking around. 'Not unless I find a way outta here...' She shook the thought from her mind and continued onward.
"'Ey, Boots!" Fowl yelled a few minutes later. Benna jumped. She and been so caught up in thought that the sudden holler had shook her up. She looked over to where Fowl was looking and saw a small black boy, wearing a wide smirk, making his way over to the three of them. Benna grinned at the look of him– his clothes were a size or two too big for him, and he walked as if he was on a runway. But it made him cute.
"Heya, Fowl," he said as he reached the three of them, doing some sort of hand shake with Fowl, then turning to Snipeshooter to do the same. He smiled when he came to Benna. "Hey deah, Miss. Who migh' you be?" he asked kindly. Benna rolled her eyes slightly. 'Miss, Miss, Miss... I swear, it's as if I'm royalty or something.' She looked back to the boy and smiled.
"Benna Bianco. Nice meetin' ya, Boots." A strange look flashed across Boots's face for a brief second, before he shook her hand. Then he folded his arms, studying her. She gave him a 'What?' look, and he shook his head.
'Ow old a' ya, if ya dun min' me askin'?" She smiled.
"I'll be 16 this June. How old are you?" Boots didn't answer, he was still studying her. She cleared her throat loudly. "Uh, Boots? Your age?" He shook his head with a jolt back to reality and smiled.
"Almost 15." Benna smiled and looked to the others. She realized she had never asked their age.
"How bout you two? How old are you?" Fowl and Snipeshooter both smiled.
"I'm 14, an Snipe's 12," Fowl said, glowing in the face. Benna nodded with a smile. She looked back at Boots, who was still trying to figure something out. Finally he shrugged, and they all left to finish their tour.
By the time the made it back to the lodging house it was almost 2. The boys all had to go upstairs to get their money for the afternoon edition. Being that there was a considerable more amount of older boys in the lobby now, and Benna felt completely out of place, she walked over to talk to Kloppman, trying to avoid the ominous glances from the boys around her. He greeted her with a warm smile. This made her ease up a little bit.
"So, ah, how're ya doin' Benna?" he asked, leaning on his desk. Benna smiled and nodded.
"It's been fun. Fowl, Snipe and Boots are really great. And taht's again, for letting me stay here this morning." Kloppman nodded.
"D'ya have a place ta stay t'night?" he asked with concern. This hit Benna like a bag of bricks. She hadn't thought about where she would be able to stay tonight. Apparently Kloppman saw the panic on her face, and put a hand on her shoulder. "If you don't, you're welcome to stay the night here. You can have a spare bed as long as you need it." Benna stared at him with thankful eyes. 'Why is he being so nice to me?' She smiled at the old man and thanked him. He smiled back and waved good bye as he walked back into the storeroom, for whatever it was he had to do.
Benna was left in the lobby alone with about a dozen intimidating teenage guys. Now, most girls would be jumping off the walls with excitement. No, not Benna. She wasn't like all the other girls. She didn't flip out whenever a cute guy was around. And with over 12 of them, that just made her nervous. She slowly slid her way to a chair in the corner, where she was out of view from the majority of them. Only a few could still see her, but those few were deep in conversation with others.
It felt as if an hour had past before Fowl, Snipe and Boots came back down the stairs. Relieve washed over Benna, but was soon put to a halt. Just as she stood to walk out with the three, every other boy in the lobby stood as well. 'Great...' she throught, making her way through the crowd to Fowl, who was motioning her over to him. She nodded, though her face told him that she was having trouble. Fowl saw this and made his way to her, pulling Snipe and Boots along. Benna smiled when they reached her. They all smiled back as they exited the house, behind all of the others. Benna was glad to get out of the stuffy, crowded lobby, and followed Fowl to the Distributoin Office for the afternoon edition. Acctually, Benna was just gonig along for the ride. But whatever way, she was happy to be with them.
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Ah! another chapter up! Flour less chocolate cake to all my reviewers!!
Shouts-
Haversack- Thanks a lot cheek! I'm really glad you like it. That would be intersesting, if Fowl and Benna got together... heh heh heh... *hands over slice of cake as promised*
Sprite- YESSSSS!!!! Our plans are in action now cheek!! We are SO gonna get our boyziez!!! Good thing I got all this flour less chocolate cake... Aaron'll be sure to go for it... *gives Sprite a piece as well*
Well then. Yeah. Fun stuff.
-L'Amo-
Within no more than 15 minutes, Benna, Fowl and Snipeshooter had gotten their food, eaten it, paid for it, and headed back out into the city. Benna was anxious to see what ancient New York was like, and the other two anxious to show her. To her great dislike, a few of the boys from the diner had followed them out, and stayed close behind them in their journey for quite some time. It made her feel uncomfortable. Benna hated being the center of attention. She shrugged off the thought and looked back to the other two. They were looking around, trying to find some interesting place to show her.
"So whut's ya story, eh?" Fowl asked, looking at Benna with interest. It was then that she realized she had never told them about her. Lucky for her, she had been thinking of an answer to that question since she had heard them outside the door at the Lodging House.
"It's nothing, really. I've lived here in Manhattan my whole life, and have known Kloppman for a long time. I'm getting too old for my home, so I've been setting out to look for a new one." She grinned slightly, proud of herself. Her pride was cut short.
"If ya've lived heah ya whole life, why'dja wan' us ta show ya 'round? Wouln' ya know da place pretty well by now?" 'Oooh. Busted.'
"Uh, yeah, I do... I just... I never got to look around much, cause... I was always, busy... working in a factory. Yeah." The boys nodded slowly, accepting the answer. Benna exhaled quietly. She decided it'd be best if she changed the subject. "So, how often to you guys sell papes?" she asked with mock interest. They looked at each other, then back to her.
"Twice ev'y day 'cept Sunday," Snipeshooter said, smiling. "Foist adition at 5, secon' at 3." Benna's eyes widened. She had never had a job before, but here where these 11 and 12 year old kids, getting up at about 4:30 every morning, just to stay alive. She suddenly felt very grateful for how good she had it. 'Wait, I don't have it that good anymore,' she thought, looking around. 'Not unless I find a way outta here...' She shook the thought from her mind and continued onward.
"'Ey, Boots!" Fowl yelled a few minutes later. Benna jumped. She and been so caught up in thought that the sudden holler had shook her up. She looked over to where Fowl was looking and saw a small black boy, wearing a wide smirk, making his way over to the three of them. Benna grinned at the look of him– his clothes were a size or two too big for him, and he walked as if he was on a runway. But it made him cute.
"Heya, Fowl," he said as he reached the three of them, doing some sort of hand shake with Fowl, then turning to Snipeshooter to do the same. He smiled when he came to Benna. "Hey deah, Miss. Who migh' you be?" he asked kindly. Benna rolled her eyes slightly. 'Miss, Miss, Miss... I swear, it's as if I'm royalty or something.' She looked back to the boy and smiled.
"Benna Bianco. Nice meetin' ya, Boots." A strange look flashed across Boots's face for a brief second, before he shook her hand. Then he folded his arms, studying her. She gave him a 'What?' look, and he shook his head.
'Ow old a' ya, if ya dun min' me askin'?" She smiled.
"I'll be 16 this June. How old are you?" Boots didn't answer, he was still studying her. She cleared her throat loudly. "Uh, Boots? Your age?" He shook his head with a jolt back to reality and smiled.
"Almost 15." Benna smiled and looked to the others. She realized she had never asked their age.
"How bout you two? How old are you?" Fowl and Snipeshooter both smiled.
"I'm 14, an Snipe's 12," Fowl said, glowing in the face. Benna nodded with a smile. She looked back at Boots, who was still trying to figure something out. Finally he shrugged, and they all left to finish their tour.
By the time the made it back to the lodging house it was almost 2. The boys all had to go upstairs to get their money for the afternoon edition. Being that there was a considerable more amount of older boys in the lobby now, and Benna felt completely out of place, she walked over to talk to Kloppman, trying to avoid the ominous glances from the boys around her. He greeted her with a warm smile. This made her ease up a little bit.
"So, ah, how're ya doin' Benna?" he asked, leaning on his desk. Benna smiled and nodded.
"It's been fun. Fowl, Snipe and Boots are really great. And taht's again, for letting me stay here this morning." Kloppman nodded.
"D'ya have a place ta stay t'night?" he asked with concern. This hit Benna like a bag of bricks. She hadn't thought about where she would be able to stay tonight. Apparently Kloppman saw the panic on her face, and put a hand on her shoulder. "If you don't, you're welcome to stay the night here. You can have a spare bed as long as you need it." Benna stared at him with thankful eyes. 'Why is he being so nice to me?' She smiled at the old man and thanked him. He smiled back and waved good bye as he walked back into the storeroom, for whatever it was he had to do.
Benna was left in the lobby alone with about a dozen intimidating teenage guys. Now, most girls would be jumping off the walls with excitement. No, not Benna. She wasn't like all the other girls. She didn't flip out whenever a cute guy was around. And with over 12 of them, that just made her nervous. She slowly slid her way to a chair in the corner, where she was out of view from the majority of them. Only a few could still see her, but those few were deep in conversation with others.
It felt as if an hour had past before Fowl, Snipe and Boots came back down the stairs. Relieve washed over Benna, but was soon put to a halt. Just as she stood to walk out with the three, every other boy in the lobby stood as well. 'Great...' she throught, making her way through the crowd to Fowl, who was motioning her over to him. She nodded, though her face told him that she was having trouble. Fowl saw this and made his way to her, pulling Snipe and Boots along. Benna smiled when they reached her. They all smiled back as they exited the house, behind all of the others. Benna was glad to get out of the stuffy, crowded lobby, and followed Fowl to the Distributoin Office for the afternoon edition. Acctually, Benna was just gonig along for the ride. But whatever way, she was happy to be with them.
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Ah! another chapter up! Flour less chocolate cake to all my reviewers!!
