Ok, first Newsies slashy fic. Don't kill me! R&R for me please! I need to know how it is! The only reason for the war is because I need a plot!
Disclaimer: No I don't own Newsies, I own the idea and Fire. I own the war too.
Spot Conlon looked around the bandroom before approaching the mouse haired boy in the corner.
"David?" he questioned. He was nervous, he wouldn't deny it, here he was, finally telling the boy he loves that he loves him and in the middle of enemy territory, of course David is an enemy. The band guys and the jocks were having an all out war on each other. It had started about a week ago when the whole band was pants in front of the school at a pep assembly by the football and basketball team.
"Spot, look you know we can't be friends or anything," David began. He had known that Spot loved him for quite a while, it was really obvious.
"I don't care, David. I. . . I love you," Spot finished.
"I know, but, I'm a sax player and you're on the basketball team. You pants me!" David cried.
"And I enjoyed it," Spot muttered. "I'm sorry!" Spot looked desperately at David. David admitted in his mind that he could return Spot's feelings, but not now. Not until the war was over. Spot leaned closer to David just as the locker room door flew open and Oscar Delancy stepped in.
"David Jacobs!" he yelled attacking Spot to the ground. Spot retaliated with lightning speed. It didn't matter that Oscar was twice Spot's size; Spot just threw him to the ground and punched him in the jaw.
"Run Spot!" David cried. Spot took one look back at David before taking off towards neutral ground. He ran through the door of the stairwell and sat on the bottom step.
Jack approached Mush slowly and grabbed his butt from behind.
"HOLY SHIT COWBOY!" Mush yelled. Jack was standing in the doorway of the empty locker room with his gym shorts on and no shirt.
"Come on Mush chill, wait don't chill," Jack laughed. Mush smiled wickedly and pushed Jack against a wall, making his lips press on Jack's with incredible force.
Blink and Race were sitting in the corner table at lunch talking about the new war.
"Didn't this happen a few years ago?" Blink asked. Race was a year older and had been held back a year.
"Yea, the last one ended when a trumpet killed a jock with a switchblade, so they learned that we're not as weak as they think," Race answered watching the up and coming food fight begin. A boy with dark hair threw a banana at the drum major and then pointed to the girl next to him. The drum major (Mush was his name) ignored the gesture and threw a piece of meatloaf at Snitch. Snitch ducked and slipped, falling into the boy behind him.
"Get you nasty fucking band hands off of me!" he yelled at the brown haired boy who he fell into.
"Poor Skittery," Race mumbled.
"Hey, Race, let's get outta here before we get in trouble," Blink whispered. The two boys got out just before the 'FOOD FIGHT' call was made.
After Snitch fell on Skittery he got up and retaliated on the dummbers. Soon after he threw the fajita at them the boners (trombones) joined in from the other side, totally outnumbering the basketball players at Snitch's table. Skittery dumped his chocolate milk over Snitch's head, and then took off running out the doors opposite them. Mush took careful aim and threw a piece of cake at Spot and ended up hitting Jack. Jack looked up at him and tapped Spot's shoulder. They disappeared as Mush was hit by a Chinese drive-by of carrots. Jack and Spot showed up again by picking Mush up and dropping him in a carefully placed trash can behind him. Before they took off running Jack tipped the trash can subtly so that Mush could get out.
The boys were called down to the office that afternoon during 8th period.
"Would Mark Conlon, Jack Kelly, Anthony Higgins, David Jacobs, Thomas Norman, Frank Hinda, Simon Coley, and Zachery Nams report to Mrs. Sarden's office? NOW!" the announcer said.
Slowly the boys formed a group outside the office.
"Blink, do you see her! Look it's her!" Race said to Blink. Through the glass of the office door a red haired girl walked by and smiled at Race. Her name was Fire, well it was Aura, but everyone called her Fire because of her hair. Race had lived next store to her for about 8 years.
"Yea, I see her," Blink replied. Race had had a crush on Fire since she had turned 14. He was 19 she was 16.
"Race give it up, everyone knows that she likes Spot," David said.
"Yea, but Spot's gay," Race replied. He never let anything get his hopes down. The secratery guided them into Mrs. Sarden's office and they stood around waiting for the lecture. Well all except Race, their was a window that saw into the office and he was watching Fire do her Office Aide work.
"Mr. Higgins, I highly recommend that you pay less attention to Ms. Morbula and more attention to telling me why you took part in the food fight, it was reported that you tried to sneak out of the cafeteria before it started. Now, you say you had nothing to do with it, is that correct?" she said.
"That's right ma'm," Race said.
"You and Mr. Norman both had nothing to do with it?" she continued.
"Yes ma'm," Blink said. She nodded and told them to wait in the hall.
"Alright Mr. Conlon, let's start with you since your record precedes all records. You organized the display at the pep assembly and you started this food fight I hear," she said.
"No, Snitch started it, I just helped," Spot replied.
"ISS for a week Mr. Conlon, believe me some will join you," she waved him away.
"Now, Mr. Coley, since you started his fight from Mr. Conlon's view, what do you have to say?"
"I did," Snitch answered. No jock had a problem with getting in trouble.
"One month ISS and then detention until the end of the year," Mrs. Sarden said.
"I wasn't the only one who started it! Skittery put milk in my hair!" he argued. Dave and Mush had to hold Skittery back from ringing Snitch's neck.
"Then he can join you. Now, Mr. Hinda, Mr. Jacobs, and Mr. Kelly. You were a part of this also?"
"Yes."
"Well, then two weeks ISS."
Mrs. Sarden waved them away and brought Race and Blink in. She gave them a mission.
I hope you liked it. Please, don't be too harsh, this is my first slash fic.
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