Disclaimer: I do not own Newsies, NIU Theatre Camp, any of the counselors
or any characters that are NOT mine.
A/N: Sita and Raven pressure me to write. So I shall write. A/N 2: SO I lied- it's NOT 4 days in one chapter. Bear with me. I can't do that.
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Jack, Skittery, Snitch, Tabloid, Snoddy and Spot stood in the center of Judy's room, hanging their heads shamefully as the short camp director paced in front of them like an angry Army general.
"I'm trying to think of what in the hell inspired you six to pull a stunt like that." Judy growled, finally coming to a stop in front of Tabloid.
"Don't ask me!" He exclaimed. "It was Jack's bright idea!"
"Well, you were the one who got us to the girl's floor!"
"Snitch was the one who took the things!" Spot put in.
"Against my will!" Snitch said, defensively.
"Shut UP!"
The boys fell silent, and sheepishly turned back to Judy.
"I believe, Mr. Kelly-" Jack swallowed, knowing he was in deep shit if Judy was calling him that. " I told you that if you pulled one more stunt, you'd be sent back home-"
"You can't-"
"I most certainly can, Mr. Kelly."
"But my parents are in Hawaii."
"Fuck." The boys giggled nervously as Judy swore. She thought for a moment, then shrugged. "Since it would not be fair for the rest of you to be sent home, and have Mr. Kelly stay here, you all will stay. But-"
"Ah, shit" Tabloid muttered under his breath. 'I hate 'buts""
"You will all have a counselor that will be your 'buddy' for the rest of the camp."
"Judy-"
"Shut UP, Mr. Conlon!"
"Conlon, you're with Bill. Guarrani, you're with Omar- don't say a WORD, Mr. Guarrani. Kelly, you're with Yeager. Baxter, make friends with Solomon. You'll be seeing a lot of him. Riccio, you're with Matt. Mr. Yazbek-" The other guys snickered at Skittery's last name, but Judy ignored them. "You're paired with Paul. Kelly, you have the joy of spending the entire week with my lovely husband. Have fun, boys. Dismissed. You have some cleaning to do."
Jack gaped at her. "Cleaning?"
'Well, not exactly cleaning. More like scooping up water. Bye, kids." She said, ushering them out to where the male counselors awaited them.
Omar grinned. "Hi, Friend."
"Oh, crap." Tabloid moaned.
~*~*~*~*~*~*~
Pie Eater watched as the other boys filled buckets with toilet water, their pants rolled up to avoid getting wet.
"None of the girls are talking to us." He said. The others turned to look at him. "They've declared war. And Broadway just called your mom and told her to buy a plot of land in the nearest cemetery, Jack."
"She doesn't scare me." Jack grumbled, sweeping water into a garbage can.
"She scares me." Snoddy put in.
"That's cause you're a wussy-man."
"Hey!"
Jack turned back to Pie Eater. "We don't care that the girls are mad at us- "
"I do."
"Shut UP, Snitch!"
At that moment, Skam walked in. They all saw the look on Jack's face, but couldn't stop him in time.
"Oh, Skam." He said in a sing-song voice.
"Can it, Kelly."
Jack pouted, sticking out his lower lip. "What'd I say."
"You didn't say it yet."
"Then why-"
"Because people can tell when you've come up with one of those plans of yours. And may I remind you of the results of your last plan?" He leaned out the door and waved. "Hi, Swan."
The counselors sat in folding chairs lined up down the hall, sharing a bag of potato chips/ Swan waved a chip at Skam in greeting, then swallowed. "Hey."
"Having fun?"
Swan nodded. "Oh, yeah. Chip?"
"No thanks. See you guys later." Skam turned back to the other guys.
Jack shrugged. "It's just a minor setback."
Skam shrugged. "Yeah, a setback that'll give them the upper hand in this war."
At that comment Blink wandered in, looking glum. He passed all of the others and walked up to the mirror, then bared his teeth, causing the other boys to step back.
"Blink! What-what happened?" Snoddy exclaimed, staring at Blink's teeth- which were an unnatural shade of lime green (complete with sparkles).
"You look like one of those anti-drug ads, Blink." Tabloid sniggered.
"Shut up." He moaned, scrubbing at his teeth with his toothbrush, which did nothing. "Ah, crap, it's not coming off!"
"What HAPPENED, Blink?!" Snoddy repeated. Binck sighed, ran a hand through his hair and gloomily leaned against the sink.
"I was walking down the hallway and all of the sudden Mayfly jumps out and TACKLES me-"
"Tackles?"
Blink nodded. "Like Brian Urlacher."
"Does Brian Urlacher play defense?" Skam asked.
Blink shrugged. "I dunno. Anyway, I wasn't expecting that, so before I know it, she's got me pinned down-"
"Nice."
"Shut UP, Tab! Anyway she's got me pinned down-"
"I still don't see the bad."
Blink spun to glare at Tabloid. "The bad IS she painted my teeth with GREEN NAILPOLISH!"
The others burst out laughing.
"It's not FUNNY! It's because of your STUPID prank and I wasn't even involved!" Blink glared at them all in turn, then went to leave- but before he got to the door, he paused, grabbed a bucket of toilet water from Snitch and dumped it over Jack's head.
~*~*~*~*~
Three hours later, the boys staggered wearily out of the bathroom.
"There you boys are!" Solomon said cheerfully. "We were beginning to think you drowned."
Tabloid glared. "I was this close-" he demonstrated with his fingers "to sticking my head in a bucket and doing just that."
"What stopped you?" Paul asked.
Tabloid shrugged. "It's toilet water. That's icky."
"Icky?"
"Shut UP, Skittery."
The counselors lead the boys to their rooms. As Tabloid opened the door, Omar laughed. "What, no good-night kiss?" he joked.
"Kiss this." Tabloid snapped, mooning Omar then slamming the door shut.
~*~*~*~*~*~*~ TUESDAY- Three Days Remaining
"They're glaring at us." Pie Eater observed, wide-eyed as all the Neuqua girls-plus some from other schools- stared them down from across the cafeteria.
"No shit." Jack muttered, moodily shoving some scrambled eggs into his mouth.
Vintage stood up suddenly and walked across the large room to the guys were watching her warily. She walked up to Jack's tray , took the plate of his ketchup-covered eggs, and dumped it over his head.
Jack leapt to his feet- or at least, he tried to, but found himself stuck firmly to the bench.
"Super glue." Vintage supplied, seeing the confused look on his face.
"You didn't."
She shrugged. "You're right. I didn't." She pointed to where Jackal was waving. "She did."
Vintage laughed as the other guys began to squirm, also stuck to the bench. "Well, I'll leave you guys to get out of this mess yourselves- I have to go to practice. You have-" she checked her watch- "Fifteen minutes. See you then."
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"You're here." Amadae "Halo" Healy- Neuqua's HDA captain- commented as Jack, Tabloid, Pie Eater and several others who had been bonded with their bench walked up.
"Yeah." Skittery mumbled. "But our pants are still in the cafeteria."
Halo bit back a laugh as she picked at the blue polish on her nails. "So you ran to your rooms. Without pants?"
Tabloid shrugged. "I've done worse without pants."
Everyone ignored that comment.
"The cheerleaders laughed. A lot. They must die." Skittery muttered, flopping down on one of the couches.
"Not as much as the counselors laughed." Snitch corrected, pointing at where their supervisors were talking to Judy.
"Uh-huh. Well, I have to go get my super glue back from Jackal. See you later boys." And she walked off, leaving the others staring after her.
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Snitch entered the elevator, and nodded to some dancers who were leaving it and laughing like mad.
Lute snickered as she walked out, too. "Aww, is Snitchy being nice to the cheerleaders?"
One of the girls turned around, pissed. "We're DANCERS."
Lute arched an eyebrow, then made a face ad they walked away. She blinked as she looked at Snitch once more. "You're not wearing any pants."
"I know." Snitch sighed, and got onto the elevator.
"You're wearing boxers with hearts on them."
"I KNOW."
"Where are your pants?"
"Glued to the bench in the cafeteria."
Lute burst out laughing.
"It's NOT funny."
Lute's laughter refuted that statement.
Snitch glared at her for a minute, then began to laugh, too.
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Broadway stormed into the lobby. "Neuqua! Come here!"
A couple people looked up.
"Now!"
That got them moving. They practically scampered over to where Broadway stood- girls on one side, boys on the other.
She rolled her eyes when she saw this, and quickly looked over the group.
"Where's Lute and Snitch?"
'Gracie' Cardone giggled. "I saw them making out in the elevator."
Raven's face grew dark. "Traitor." She muttered.
Gracie giggled again. 'And Snitch didn't have any pants on."
The whole group snickered- the girls involved in the prank laughed especially hard. Broadway clapped her hands. "Alright, alright, everyone pay attention."
The group continued to laugh until Jack stepped in, yelling at them to shut up.
Once the group fell silent, Broadway glowered at Jack. "I still hate you."
Jack shrugged, an 'I could care less' look on his face.
"Alright, guys.' Broadway continued, now that she had everyone's attention (Lute and Snitch managed to sneak in the back- Snitch adorned with new pants.)
"I just got a phone call from Shy-"
Kate King laughed loudly. "Broadway, you're the only person I know that gives her cell phone number out to teachers."
"Shaddup, King. Amway, apparently Neuqua's having a last-minute camp."
Groans came from her audience, and she glowered at them once more.
"And it cost's $150-"
Groans turned to protests.
"One hundred and fifty dollars? How am I supposed to come up with $150 dollars?" Smalltalk complained.
Swerve glared at everything. "I promised my parents that it was only that $475 dollars. They're going to kill me."
"$150 dollars? What the hell do they need $150 for?" Racetrack yelled. Tabloid and Mob agreed with him.
"Calm down! Calm down!"
Still, nothing. Broadway began to get very angry.
"Alight, you whiny little children! Shut your traps and LISTEN to me, goddamit!" The team exchanged looks, and meekly obeyed.
"Also-" Broadway stopped and sighed. "Also one of our coaches got fired." Tabloid swore loudly, and ignored the threats coming from Dipal.
"What?!" Blue Boy, Halo's brother, yelled out in shock. "Who?"
"I don't know." Broadway sighed.
"You don't know?! Why the hell not?" Bandit Charleston shouted, his dark green eyes furious.
"Because Shy didn't tell me!" Broadway yelled back.
Veggie Bievenue, a skinny girl with glasses, spoke up. "Why didn't he tell you, Broadway."
"Because he's being evil!" Smalltalk cried out.
"Shut, UP, Smalltalk!" Smalltalk crossed her arms and glared as Broadway continued. "We're not gonna find anything out until August 11, okay? So be happy."
"Fuck that."
"Shut UP, Smalltalk."
"You shut up!" Broadway shot back in a clever offensive move. "Dismissed! All of you!"
The group disbanded, muttering to themselves.
----- Ack. *cannot write any more of this chapter* *dies*
Hot.heat.bad.
Shout outs for chapter four (Only two? Come on, people! You have to do better than that!):
Demon: I gave up. *is sad* Oh well. It was a farfetched plan. *nods* Glad you like it.
Jackal: Well, You're not gonna be able to read this now that your stupid parents banned you from the internet forever so I don't even know WHY I'm writing this. *falls asleep on the keyboard*
A/N: Sita and Raven pressure me to write. So I shall write. A/N 2: SO I lied- it's NOT 4 days in one chapter. Bear with me. I can't do that.
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Jack, Skittery, Snitch, Tabloid, Snoddy and Spot stood in the center of Judy's room, hanging their heads shamefully as the short camp director paced in front of them like an angry Army general.
"I'm trying to think of what in the hell inspired you six to pull a stunt like that." Judy growled, finally coming to a stop in front of Tabloid.
"Don't ask me!" He exclaimed. "It was Jack's bright idea!"
"Well, you were the one who got us to the girl's floor!"
"Snitch was the one who took the things!" Spot put in.
"Against my will!" Snitch said, defensively.
"Shut UP!"
The boys fell silent, and sheepishly turned back to Judy.
"I believe, Mr. Kelly-" Jack swallowed, knowing he was in deep shit if Judy was calling him that. " I told you that if you pulled one more stunt, you'd be sent back home-"
"You can't-"
"I most certainly can, Mr. Kelly."
"But my parents are in Hawaii."
"Fuck." The boys giggled nervously as Judy swore. She thought for a moment, then shrugged. "Since it would not be fair for the rest of you to be sent home, and have Mr. Kelly stay here, you all will stay. But-"
"Ah, shit" Tabloid muttered under his breath. 'I hate 'buts""
"You will all have a counselor that will be your 'buddy' for the rest of the camp."
"Judy-"
"Shut UP, Mr. Conlon!"
"Conlon, you're with Bill. Guarrani, you're with Omar- don't say a WORD, Mr. Guarrani. Kelly, you're with Yeager. Baxter, make friends with Solomon. You'll be seeing a lot of him. Riccio, you're with Matt. Mr. Yazbek-" The other guys snickered at Skittery's last name, but Judy ignored them. "You're paired with Paul. Kelly, you have the joy of spending the entire week with my lovely husband. Have fun, boys. Dismissed. You have some cleaning to do."
Jack gaped at her. "Cleaning?"
'Well, not exactly cleaning. More like scooping up water. Bye, kids." She said, ushering them out to where the male counselors awaited them.
Omar grinned. "Hi, Friend."
"Oh, crap." Tabloid moaned.
~*~*~*~*~*~*~
Pie Eater watched as the other boys filled buckets with toilet water, their pants rolled up to avoid getting wet.
"None of the girls are talking to us." He said. The others turned to look at him. "They've declared war. And Broadway just called your mom and told her to buy a plot of land in the nearest cemetery, Jack."
"She doesn't scare me." Jack grumbled, sweeping water into a garbage can.
"She scares me." Snoddy put in.
"That's cause you're a wussy-man."
"Hey!"
Jack turned back to Pie Eater. "We don't care that the girls are mad at us- "
"I do."
"Shut UP, Snitch!"
At that moment, Skam walked in. They all saw the look on Jack's face, but couldn't stop him in time.
"Oh, Skam." He said in a sing-song voice.
"Can it, Kelly."
Jack pouted, sticking out his lower lip. "What'd I say."
"You didn't say it yet."
"Then why-"
"Because people can tell when you've come up with one of those plans of yours. And may I remind you of the results of your last plan?" He leaned out the door and waved. "Hi, Swan."
The counselors sat in folding chairs lined up down the hall, sharing a bag of potato chips/ Swan waved a chip at Skam in greeting, then swallowed. "Hey."
"Having fun?"
Swan nodded. "Oh, yeah. Chip?"
"No thanks. See you guys later." Skam turned back to the other guys.
Jack shrugged. "It's just a minor setback."
Skam shrugged. "Yeah, a setback that'll give them the upper hand in this war."
At that comment Blink wandered in, looking glum. He passed all of the others and walked up to the mirror, then bared his teeth, causing the other boys to step back.
"Blink! What-what happened?" Snoddy exclaimed, staring at Blink's teeth- which were an unnatural shade of lime green (complete with sparkles).
"You look like one of those anti-drug ads, Blink." Tabloid sniggered.
"Shut up." He moaned, scrubbing at his teeth with his toothbrush, which did nothing. "Ah, crap, it's not coming off!"
"What HAPPENED, Blink?!" Snoddy repeated. Binck sighed, ran a hand through his hair and gloomily leaned against the sink.
"I was walking down the hallway and all of the sudden Mayfly jumps out and TACKLES me-"
"Tackles?"
Blink nodded. "Like Brian Urlacher."
"Does Brian Urlacher play defense?" Skam asked.
Blink shrugged. "I dunno. Anyway, I wasn't expecting that, so before I know it, she's got me pinned down-"
"Nice."
"Shut UP, Tab! Anyway she's got me pinned down-"
"I still don't see the bad."
Blink spun to glare at Tabloid. "The bad IS she painted my teeth with GREEN NAILPOLISH!"
The others burst out laughing.
"It's not FUNNY! It's because of your STUPID prank and I wasn't even involved!" Blink glared at them all in turn, then went to leave- but before he got to the door, he paused, grabbed a bucket of toilet water from Snitch and dumped it over Jack's head.
~*~*~*~*~
Three hours later, the boys staggered wearily out of the bathroom.
"There you boys are!" Solomon said cheerfully. "We were beginning to think you drowned."
Tabloid glared. "I was this close-" he demonstrated with his fingers "to sticking my head in a bucket and doing just that."
"What stopped you?" Paul asked.
Tabloid shrugged. "It's toilet water. That's icky."
"Icky?"
"Shut UP, Skittery."
The counselors lead the boys to their rooms. As Tabloid opened the door, Omar laughed. "What, no good-night kiss?" he joked.
"Kiss this." Tabloid snapped, mooning Omar then slamming the door shut.
~*~*~*~*~*~*~ TUESDAY- Three Days Remaining
"They're glaring at us." Pie Eater observed, wide-eyed as all the Neuqua girls-plus some from other schools- stared them down from across the cafeteria.
"No shit." Jack muttered, moodily shoving some scrambled eggs into his mouth.
Vintage stood up suddenly and walked across the large room to the guys were watching her warily. She walked up to Jack's tray , took the plate of his ketchup-covered eggs, and dumped it over his head.
Jack leapt to his feet- or at least, he tried to, but found himself stuck firmly to the bench.
"Super glue." Vintage supplied, seeing the confused look on his face.
"You didn't."
She shrugged. "You're right. I didn't." She pointed to where Jackal was waving. "She did."
Vintage laughed as the other guys began to squirm, also stuck to the bench. "Well, I'll leave you guys to get out of this mess yourselves- I have to go to practice. You have-" she checked her watch- "Fifteen minutes. See you then."
~*~*~*~*~
"You're here." Amadae "Halo" Healy- Neuqua's HDA captain- commented as Jack, Tabloid, Pie Eater and several others who had been bonded with their bench walked up.
"Yeah." Skittery mumbled. "But our pants are still in the cafeteria."
Halo bit back a laugh as she picked at the blue polish on her nails. "So you ran to your rooms. Without pants?"
Tabloid shrugged. "I've done worse without pants."
Everyone ignored that comment.
"The cheerleaders laughed. A lot. They must die." Skittery muttered, flopping down on one of the couches.
"Not as much as the counselors laughed." Snitch corrected, pointing at where their supervisors were talking to Judy.
"Uh-huh. Well, I have to go get my super glue back from Jackal. See you later boys." And she walked off, leaving the others staring after her.
~*~*~*~*~*~
Snitch entered the elevator, and nodded to some dancers who were leaving it and laughing like mad.
Lute snickered as she walked out, too. "Aww, is Snitchy being nice to the cheerleaders?"
One of the girls turned around, pissed. "We're DANCERS."
Lute arched an eyebrow, then made a face ad they walked away. She blinked as she looked at Snitch once more. "You're not wearing any pants."
"I know." Snitch sighed, and got onto the elevator.
"You're wearing boxers with hearts on them."
"I KNOW."
"Where are your pants?"
"Glued to the bench in the cafeteria."
Lute burst out laughing.
"It's NOT funny."
Lute's laughter refuted that statement.
Snitch glared at her for a minute, then began to laugh, too.
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Broadway stormed into the lobby. "Neuqua! Come here!"
A couple people looked up.
"Now!"
That got them moving. They practically scampered over to where Broadway stood- girls on one side, boys on the other.
She rolled her eyes when she saw this, and quickly looked over the group.
"Where's Lute and Snitch?"
'Gracie' Cardone giggled. "I saw them making out in the elevator."
Raven's face grew dark. "Traitor." She muttered.
Gracie giggled again. 'And Snitch didn't have any pants on."
The whole group snickered- the girls involved in the prank laughed especially hard. Broadway clapped her hands. "Alright, alright, everyone pay attention."
The group continued to laugh until Jack stepped in, yelling at them to shut up.
Once the group fell silent, Broadway glowered at Jack. "I still hate you."
Jack shrugged, an 'I could care less' look on his face.
"Alright, guys.' Broadway continued, now that she had everyone's attention (Lute and Snitch managed to sneak in the back- Snitch adorned with new pants.)
"I just got a phone call from Shy-"
Kate King laughed loudly. "Broadway, you're the only person I know that gives her cell phone number out to teachers."
"Shaddup, King. Amway, apparently Neuqua's having a last-minute camp."
Groans came from her audience, and she glowered at them once more.
"And it cost's $150-"
Groans turned to protests.
"One hundred and fifty dollars? How am I supposed to come up with $150 dollars?" Smalltalk complained.
Swerve glared at everything. "I promised my parents that it was only that $475 dollars. They're going to kill me."
"$150 dollars? What the hell do they need $150 for?" Racetrack yelled. Tabloid and Mob agreed with him.
"Calm down! Calm down!"
Still, nothing. Broadway began to get very angry.
"Alight, you whiny little children! Shut your traps and LISTEN to me, goddamit!" The team exchanged looks, and meekly obeyed.
"Also-" Broadway stopped and sighed. "Also one of our coaches got fired." Tabloid swore loudly, and ignored the threats coming from Dipal.
"What?!" Blue Boy, Halo's brother, yelled out in shock. "Who?"
"I don't know." Broadway sighed.
"You don't know?! Why the hell not?" Bandit Charleston shouted, his dark green eyes furious.
"Because Shy didn't tell me!" Broadway yelled back.
Veggie Bievenue, a skinny girl with glasses, spoke up. "Why didn't he tell you, Broadway."
"Because he's being evil!" Smalltalk cried out.
"Shut, UP, Smalltalk!" Smalltalk crossed her arms and glared as Broadway continued. "We're not gonna find anything out until August 11, okay? So be happy."
"Fuck that."
"Shut UP, Smalltalk."
"You shut up!" Broadway shot back in a clever offensive move. "Dismissed! All of you!"
The group disbanded, muttering to themselves.
----- Ack. *cannot write any more of this chapter* *dies*
Hot.heat.bad.
Shout outs for chapter four (Only two? Come on, people! You have to do better than that!):
Demon: I gave up. *is sad* Oh well. It was a farfetched plan. *nods* Glad you like it.
Jackal: Well, You're not gonna be able to read this now that your stupid parents banned you from the internet forever so I don't even know WHY I'm writing this. *falls asleep on the keyboard*