Kennyon's Part

The three girls walked behind Medda across the park to a large building. The girls looked up at it. A sign lit up read "MEDDA, the Swedish Meadow Lark at This Theater." A painted Mural of Medda in a purple dress was beneath it and the girls gasped.

"I'm gonna want my mural right dere." Eight looked at the wall empty by the side of the theater. Her friends laughed and Medda smiled.

"Darling, when you bring in over 15,000 people to see you perform, I will personally paint you a mural." Medda laughed.

"You've got a deal." Showing her cocky little smirk Eight followed Medda through a backdoor into a wing of Irving Hall.

"So where will we be sleeping?" Spaz asked as they headed through dark hallways.

Medda led them up some stairs to an apartment. She opened the door to reveal a room with beds on the walls. "It may be a little dusty. I haven't used this room for a while. But there isn't anymore room in the other wing."

Pyro stepped in to look around. "We will have ta remove some of da beds, but it'll do." She smiled at Medda and Spaz and Eight stepped in.

"Well, you three sleep well. I'll see you in the morning." Medda left and the girls looked around the room.

"Dis is my bed." Spaz claimed the one in the corner and sat on it.

Pyro took the one next to it and Eight went to a different corner and laid down in the bed.

"G'night guys." Eight fell asleep almost immediately before the two older girls. She was the youngest of the three and she had come the farthest in her travels.

Pyro propped herself up looking over at Eight. "That girl is reckless."

"I know she is. But she is a tough one. She helped us get this job. Things are going to change for us soon Pyro. We will have a job and make real money. No more sleepin on da streets. No more beggin for food." Spaz looked out the window into the night. "It's like we were s'posed to come here."

"I know how ya feel. This is going to change everything." Pyro smiled.

"Shut up or I'll pound your face in!" Eight shouted in her sleep before rolling over. The other two girls laughed.

"How did you ever get away from her alive Spaz?" Pyro asked. "I don't think she would hesitate to pound pretty much anyone."

"I honestly don't know. I think maybe she was lonely. She IS a girl who grew up in a huge family. She wasn't used to being alone for that long. Dat train ride all the way from out west, was prolly too much for her to handle." Spaz smiled at the young blonde in the corner. "Come on we have a big day tomorrow. Let's get some sleep."

The two older girls slowly fell asleep and began dream. The night passed quickly and soon the sun was coming up into Pyro's face. She opened her eyes and looked around. It took her a minute to remember where she was. She grabbed her box of matches from her pocket and sat up. She stared out the window guessing it was around six in the morning. She lit a match and held it out. She watched it burn and dim before going out with a breeze.

Pyro suddenly got lonely and tried to decide which girl to wake to keep her company. She looked over at Eight who had somehow turned all the way around in her sleep so that her feet were on her pillow. She laughed and decided that Spaz would be the safer choice. She kicked Spaz's feet and the girl stirred. Pyro continued to kick her until Spaz rolled over and out of the bed.

"Owe!" Spaz yelled as she hit the floor. She rubbed her elbow that she had hit and sat up. "Why did you do that?" She looked up at Pyro with big eyes.

"I just kicked you, you're the one that rolled out of bed." Pyro smiled and Spaz hoisted herself back on to her bed. "Spaz you know I don't like being awake alone and I am less afraid of you then her." She said pointing to the still sleeping Eight of Nine.

"Fine I will stay up with you." She said reluctantly as she groaned. "So what do you want to do?" Spaz stood and put her glasses on.

"Um. . . we could go exploring?" Pyro suggested and both girls smiled. They were two girls in a theater. There had to be something to do.

They left the apartment and began to wander around. They wandered down the stairs and found a room with costumes hanging all around the walls.

"Are you thinking what I'm thinking?" Spaz turned to Pyro and both of them went in to see what they could find.

Back upstairs in the apartment Eight was just waking up. She looked around. Spaz and Pyro weren't there any longer and she figured Pyro had woken up early and taken Spaz with her. Pyro hated to be awake alone and she was probably too scared to wake up Eight.

"I'd be scared to wake me up too." She laughed to herself. She stood from her bed and threw her hat down on the bed. She walked around the apartment and found a bathroom in the back. She washed her face and hands and was just about to leave when she heard the door to the apartment open and shut.

She looked around through the door and saw a boy around the age of 18 come in. He was maybe six feet tall and he wore a cowboy hat, a red bandana around his neck, and a rope for a belt. She looked him up and down. Eight had grown up around cowboys and this was a sorry excuse for one. She watched as he lay down on the bed Spaz had been sleeping in and he shut his eyes. He pulled the hat over his face and began to breathe deeply. Eight had a little thought run through her head. She stepped out of the bathroom quietly and walked over to the bed.

She bent down in front of him. He was obviously already asleep and this was going to make her day. She took the cowboy hat from his head and put her face above his.

"HEY!" She screamed in his face. He jumped up without delay and screamed.

Meanwhile Spaz and Pyro had been in the costume room for about an hour when the door opened and Medda came in. She saw the girls in strange clothes and laughed. Spaz was wearing a pink tutu with cowboy boots and a large debutante hat. Pyro was in a blue dress three sizes too big for her and she wore a pink boa around her neck.

"I knew you three would keep me entertained. But where is the blonde girl, um Eight was her name?"

Spaz turned to see Medda and smiled. "Eight doesn't really like mornings too much. She is still asleep in the apartment."

"Well go get her. I have a lot of explaining to do about what's going to happen today. I'll be up there in a second. I just have one thing to check on first." Medda left the room and the two girls were about to change when they heard a scream from upstairs.

The two girls ran straight up towards the apartment in their odd costumes. Medda was on their heels as they got to the door. It opened suddenly and a boy came running out. He looked back briefly at Eight who was laughing so hard tears were coming to her eyes. She had a new black cowboy hat on that must have belonged to him. The boy looked at Spaz and Pyro and screamed again.

Eight was still laughing her head off and Medda was trying to hold back a giggle. Spaz and Pyro couldn't help but catch Eight's infectious laughing. Medda smiled and pushed the two into the apartment. She shut the door behind her and went after the boy.

"Jack I'm sorry. . ." was what they heard her say as she followed him down the stairs.

Eight fell back onto Spaz's bed and laughed into her pillow. Spaz and Pyro had very little idea what they were laughing at and they tried to calm down.

"Eight what happened?" Spaz finally got out.

Eight rolled onto her back with the cowboy hat still one. It was too big for her and slumped a little. "I was in the bathroom when the door opened and that boy came in. He plopped down on your bed and fell asleep. I saw that he was unsuccessfully dressed as a cowboy and couldn't help myself."

"Eight you didn't!" Pyro said sitting down on the bed next to Eight.

"I took his hat off of his eyes and screamed in his face. His eyes opened and you should have heard him. He screamed like a girl! I put the hat on and began to laugh. 'If you tried going out west dressed like that my friend you would be slaughtered like a Christmas goose.' I said to him. I began to laugh even harder and he ran out. Well you know the rest from there." Eight began to laugh again and Spaz and Pyro smiled at each other weakly.

The door to the apartment was thrown open and Medda came walking in. She looked at the three girls and tried to hide her smile from them. She wanted to seem angry but seeing Jack like that was actually very funny.

"Alright Miss Eight of Nine! What did you do?" She said to the girl smirking on Spaz's bed.

"I just did what the moment called for."

"Tell me." Medda said sternly.

Eight retold the entire story again and Spaz and Pyro rolled their eyes at it. "What was that boy doing in our apartment anyway?"

"His name is Jack Kelly. He is a good friend of mine and he was here because he didn't get much sleep last night. Something about getting in really late. If that happens he comes here and he uses this apartment to sleep in. I didn't see him this morning so I didn't get to warn him about you three. Which probably would have helped."

The three girls laughed at this and Medda smiled at them.

"I brought up some new clothes for you. I saw that you weren't wearing dresses and figured you didn't like them so I brought you up some clean slacks and shirts and new suspenders."

"I'll take the clean clothes but I'm keeping my purple suspenders." Eight fingered her suspenders and grabbed her matching hat off her bed.

"Alright if you say so darling. Where did you get them may I ask?" Medda looked from the matching hat to suspenders.

Eight tipped the black hat so it was hanging from her neck and put the purple one on. "Well they used to be gray. But I went on this tour to a clothing factory back west. I got into a fight with this boy and got pushed into the dye tank. I went all the way under and they were completely died. My hair was died too. Stayed purple for t'ree weeks. I kept the hat and suspenders to remind me of that day. I've never worn anything different." She said and Medda nodded.

"They are kind of a trademark for her. She's been wearing dem since I met her." Spaz said.

The three girls got changed into new clothes and Eight put her suspenders back on. She liked her new hat and left it hanging from her neck as she wore her purple cowboy hat on her head. Spaz kept her hat and Katie just changed. She liked the wardrobe and went for another red shirt. She thought that color looked good. The four women left the apartment and headed down the stairs.

A/N: Okay this part was written by me Kennyon (Eight of Nine). I hope you all love it. Katie (Pyro) is writing the next part.