Disclaimer: I don't own Newsies, Shamrock, Raven, Demon or Wild Card. I own Oracle, though. The girl amuses me to no end.

A/N: Ah! Short chapter! I just wrote an 18 page chapter for 'I Say Speech Team, You Say WHAT?!", so I'm all pooped out ^_^. But enjoy anyway. -------------

Around 5 in the morning, infuriated screaming woke me up.

I hate these people- well, some are okay, but most of them make me wish I was dead and buried six feet under. Preferably seven.

More screaming. Maybe eight feet of dirt would do better. Anything to get away from these nutcases.

I got up and walked down the stairs. There was no way I could sleep through that- I might as well figure out what in the hell was going on.

But when I got down the stairs, it was all over. I sighed, mourning for my loss of sleep but knowing there was no way in hell I'd get back to sleep, and walked up to Shamrock.

"What the hell was going on?"

She shrugged. "Raven tried to kill Jack again."

I felt my eyes grow to roughly the size of saucers. "What happened? Is everyone okay?" I asked scanning the room for either of them.

Wait? I care about what happened to them?

Shamrock shook her head. "You're not going to find them in here. They're snogging in one of the storerooms. Or maybe the kitchen."

Damn. Those kids must be bi-polar or schizophrenic or something. Not many people can be homicidal one moment and incredibly horny the next.

'Cept those psycho dudes you hear about on the news.

Great, now I'm left wondering what kind of people I'm working with.

"We cook FOOD in here!" Specs screamed from the kitchen.

"Ah." Shamrock grinned. "Found 'em."

My eyes widened. "I'm never eating here again."

Shamrock shrugged. "That's too bad for you. Those two boys can cook."

We were quiet for a second, both of us leaning against the bar

"You seen Lute or Oracle?" I asked nervously, remember the conversation I had heard only five hours ago.

"Lute's in her weekly meeting with Pulitzer. Oracle's off somewhere with Pie. Or maybe Swifty. One of the two."

"Pleasant image."

"It's not a problem, kid." She clapped me on the back as she turned to leave. "I'm glad to be of service."

Great. Now they've got a sense of humor.

What's next? Modesty? Or- god forbid- kindness? From most of them, especially Oracle, that would be-

Speak of the devil.

Oracle walked down the stairs, arms crossed, and stood in front of me- blocking me from joining the others with all five feet-two inches of her.

"Kyle. We need to talk."

"I'd rather-"

"Now."

Damn. I'm dead.

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Allll righty.

Everyone in this has to remind me who I said they got. Cause I forgot *eeps*

Anyway, here's some shout outs for the last chapter. Have fun, kids, and don't drink and drive.

Raven: You're a loser. That's all I gotta say ^_^.

Phoenix: Brilliant? You're my new best friend. And you are so right. Cameos rule. I love cameos, cause than you're just like "OOH! It's ME!' or "Ooh! It's ____!"It's very fun ^_^

Thistle: *reads review* D'oh! *slaps forehead* Er.he.uh.got better? Ah, I need to fix that now. Thanks for alerting me to that!

RacetracksGambler: Crazy stuff is the funnest stuff. Funnest isn't a word, but oh well! I like it. ^_^

Wild Card: FORKS! YEAH! *poke*

Stage: hehehehehe. Mysterious is fun. Yay mysterious. And it's just gonna get more mysterious! Oh, so much FUN!

Demon: Happy pills DO rock, dude! Don't hide it! Hahaha yeah Jack's a dork. ^_^ Just don't tell Raven I said that, okay?

Morning Dew: Send me more info on that contest (if its still going on) at Fea Uf Este@aol.com, cause I can't yours to work. Thanks for the complement!

Aretmis-chan: Just watching. But it's more fun that working! Everyone's back, but there'll be clearing up on those happenings soon.it just takes a while for Kyle to catch on to things *evil grin*

Amazon: Thankies. *laughs* That Raven.