Shout Outs:

Cards: Hehe, Spot the one-man mafia amuses me highly.

SparksdaNewsie: Wow, your reviews are so crazy. I enjoy my random moments of insanity too. They do the mind good. Oh no, not another who will hunt me down and hurt me if updates aren't done soon enough. Well try all you want, I now have a Spot Muse and he wields and evil cane of fury!

Pervy Newsie Fancier: Awww, you mean it was just an idle threat of maiming? Man, and I thought I was gonna have my very own stalker too. Spot the one-man mafia! He's almost as popular as Dutchy the man-whore. Sure, if you wanna you can use that quote or whatever.

Keza: YAY! Keza saved my candy bar! *sticks tongue out at Pie!Muse* Haha!

Shortie: Mush is protective of his girl, if not jealous. I dunno what'll happen if Davey doesn't complete the list. Actually... I DO know, I'm just not saying! I haven't decided if Dave'll get the whole list done or not. Hehe, I like to torture him. From the movie, you can see Spot has some issues. Violent boy, wasn't too hard to write about him.

Falco: Hey, Spot, you can go backhanding Falco like that! Falco, kick his ass for that one. Spot's not crazy enough to kill Davey, I don't think he is at lease...

Blinks-Tiger: Temper tantrums will you get you nowhere. Oh wait, except in this case where it got you another chapter.

Giggles: Very very very awesome awesome awesome echo echo echo. Wow, alot of Spot Muses are being abused lately.


*10*

The hallways here sure are quiet come lights out. Makes me wonder where Oscar and Morris are at this hour. Aren't they being paid to make sure we stay in our rooms at night? They're probably off to the girls dorms, same as Mush.

I've been locked out of my room. But since there are no locks, the door has been barricaded by a chair. Instead of just asking me nicely to leave the room for half an hour, Dutchy dragged me out. "All I need is half an hour then I'll be right with you," he told me. "Don't mind the noise either, Specs is loud."

I think if that headboard bangs against the wall anymore, both of them will end up covered in plaster. There's a loud thud and I think they've both ended up on the floor. Loud is not even the word to describe Specs; it's an amazement nobody in any of the other rooms have woken up.

I door creeks open a crack and Dutchy sticks out his head. His hairs wild and half plastered to his head, he's very near panting as well. "I'm gonna need another twenty minutes."

"Twenty," I cried. "Dutchy, you swore to me you'd help me get this list done."

"And I will, Davey, promise. Just gimme twenty more minutes. I've already got plans in action."

"I know the kind of action you've got working for you."

He grinned madly, "That too. But really, go to Skittery's room and wait, he'll tell ya." And he slammed the door in my face.

Right, Skittery's room, which one is that?

Starting at the first room next to the showers, I was in luck. Skittery was up on his bunk reading with a flashlight. Pie Eater had a Gameboy (lucky him, I shoulda snuck mine in) as Swifty watched over his shoulder. Jake laid quietly on his bunk, I think he might of been asleep.

"Hey there, Dave," Skittery greeted after he blinded me with his flashlight. "Look what I got here for ya, one Delancey flashlight."

"Stole it right out from Morris' nose," Swifty said.

"How," I asked.

Skittery shrugged, "I just tapped him on the shoulder and Swifty lifted the flashlight."

Pie Eater laughed, "He's so slow."

"Thanks, but I need two flashlights."

"We're still workin' out the plan with Oscar," Skittery said. "He's not as ape-like as his brother."

"We're gonna score you a bra too," Pie said. "I think Dutchy's gonna get Queenie's."

"Wait, wasn't Specs getting Polecat's," Swifty asked.

"Why don't you just get one from Magic," Jake finally spoke.

All three of his roommates erupted into applauds. "Yay," Skittery cheered. "Jakey spoke today."

"Leeme lone," he muttered as he turned over.

"Jake," Skittery leaned over his bed to peer at the other kid. "Why don't 'cha let Dave hug ya?"

"Why don't you bite me?"

"Let him, Jake. You know the shit those guys come up with when the stupid initiation thing doesn't work."

I grew nervous again. Still hadn't I been told about what would happen if I didn't complete my list of tasks; yet everyone seemed inclined to mention it.

Jake sat up and eyed me. He didn't appear too dangerous, just real quiet. I could probably hug him and still live, unlike what will happen with Ruin. "Bite me," and he laid back down on his bed.

"He likes ya," Pie Eater grinned. "He talked to ya."

"Hey, I'm here," Dutchy slid into the dorm room. "Specs was gonna come... but then he did." He grinned idiotically, Skittery rolled his eyes and Pie Eater laughed. "Yeah, so he's out for the night. Skitt, you get the flashlights?"

"Just one, I haven't figured how to get Oscar's yet."

"Whose bra you usin'," Swifty asked. "It's been a toss up between Queenie, Polecat and Magic."

"Queenie would be the easiest to get, but I'm not walking into her room at this hour," Dutchy turned to me. "She shares the same room with Ruin. Nah, we're gonna get Chance's."

"Chance," Pie and Swifty cried. "Are you crazy? She hates us all," Swifty continued. "She won't even talk to any of us."

"Yeah, but I've got this," he waved a ten dollar bill.

"What's that supposed to do," I asked. "Are we paying her for her bra?"

"No, man, Chance use to take off her clothes so old men could shove bills down her G-string."

"So she strips?"

"She use to, her Mom I think found out so she got in some wicked trouble. But I think with right music and proper persuasion," he waved the bill again. "We can score a few pieces of feminine garments."

"Whoo hoo! Late night party," Pie Eater hopped off his bunk. "Dude, I'm gonna score!"

Swifty grinned, "No one's gonna put up with your jack rabbit ass this late."

"Who says I'm a jack rabbit?"

"Rumors."

"Lies! All of 'em! Now c'mon," he bounced from the foot of his bunk to the foot of Skittery's. "C'mon, c'mon, lets go."

"Sit still," Jake muttered.

Swifty climbed off the bed and patted Pie Eater's head as they both headed out to the hall. "C'mon boy, gotta go winky? Huh? Need a walk?"

"They're insane," I commented.

Skittery laughed, "Why else do you think they're here?"

"Why do you think any of us are here," added Dutchy. "Not because we're Joe Normal."

Pie Eater stuck his head back in the room, a wild grin on his face. "Dudes, we're gonna score!"

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Wahoo! I've got some new muses! There's Dutchy the Man-Whore, Kid Blink the Demented Pirate (referred to from now on as KB) and Spot the One-Man Mafia! I'm not sure of their purposes yet, but they're fun to play with!