Chapter 4: Lost Newsies and Lost Dudes
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"So uh, where are we going, goils?" Sam Emerson asked cautiously as the two girls danced around him and Michael.
"GOILS!!" Chelsea looked at Ashley.
Ashley looked at Chelsea.
Chelsea looked at Ashley.
Ashley looked at Chelsea.
"HELOO!?" Sam interjected.
"BITE ME!" Chelsea exclaimed.
"Schma!!" Sam sighed.
"We're going to get you dudes to turn into vamps." Ashley explained suddenly.
Sam whimpered. "Why?"
"Because."
"Oh."
"Why am I here exactly?" Michael wanted to know.
"Because your going to get depantsed." Ashley said.
"Oh." Michael smiled stupidly.
When the four somewhat teenagers got to the bridge, Marco, Dwayne, Paul, and Hot David were waiting there.
"Excellent." David rubbed his leather gloves together, setting them on fire.
"DUDE!" Chelsea screamed and ran off with Sam into the bushes. For uh. No reason.
"I'll put you out!" Ashley hawked a loogie and spat on David's hands and the fire went out.
"What do we do now?" Sam emerged from the bushes, looking like a vampire.
For some reason.
"We dangle!" Marco exclaimed, giggling like a school girl.
"WOOT!" Chelsea was the first to leap off, then Ashley, then the rest of the vampires. Sam was hesitant, but jumped down anyway.
"Look at me! I'm the King Of New York!" Chelsea sang as she had a chicken fight with Ashley.
"Come on, Michael!" David called out.
"Yeah, Michael!" Marco added.
"Don't be afraid, Michael!" Dwayne piped up.
"Michael!" Paul said.
"BLAHH!!" Ashley screamed.
"Look at me! I'm respectable starin' right at cha, lousy with stature - "
"Did someone call my name?" Spot Conlon appeared out of nowhere, followed by Racetrack Higgins, Mush, and Jack Kelly/Francis Sullivan.
"Holy crap!" Ashley nearly fell off.
"You guys wanna hang?" Chelsea asked eagerly, trying not to drool at the sight of Spot's pimp cane and half open shirt.
"Yeah! Come 'ere cowboy!" Ashley chuckled.
"Are you forgetting about me!?" Marco demanded.
"You're not me!" someone piped up from the bridge and behind the Newsies.
"Whut!?" Marco questioned.
"I'M me!" Bill S. Preston Esquire emerged from shorty Racetrack and plastic- faced Jack.
"And I'm me, too! Well. Sorta." Ted "Theodore" Logan appeared too, looking doofy.
"How's it hanging, Bill and Ted?" Chelsea, Ashley, David, Paul, Marco, Dwayne, Sam, Michael, Jack, Spot, Mush, and Race asked.
"Most bodacious." Bill S. Preston replied. He eyed Marco evilly. "I must kill you now!"
"WAIT!" David shouted. "Get Michael down here. For ceremonial depantsation."
"Duh, okay." Michael, like a dork, jumped down and hung beside David.
"He's ready, Billy!" Chelsea called out.
"For what?!?!!?!!?!?!" Michael screamed for no apparent reason.
"You rang?" Bill. S Preston asked.
"Not you!" Paul groaned.
"Billy Baldwin!" David smiled his fangs.
Just then, a herd of Baldwins stampeded over the bridge and leapt off onto Michael's leather chaps. Without hesitation, the pants fell into smoke, along with 30 to 40 Baldwins that plummeted to the Earth.
"Bye Bye Birdies!" Ashley cooed.
"Hey, will you Newsies sing?" Chelsea asked eagerly.
"YEAH YEAH!" the other vampires agreed, completely out of charactor, seeing as how they were murderous bloodsuckers from hell.
"A pair of new shoes with matchin' laces!" Mush did a backflip.
"A permanant box at Sheepshed races!" Race hopped around tapdancing.
"A porcelain tub with boilin' water!" Spot sang and Chelsea swooned.
"A Saturday night with the Mayor's daughter!" someone from the great beyond sang. Probably a Baldwin.
"Look at me! I'm the King Of New York! Suddenly, I'm respectable, Starin' right at cha!" Race sang some more, making Sam swoon. HA!
"Nobbin' with all da muckity mucks! I'm blowin' mah dough and goin' deluxe!" Jack sang in Ashley's direction, and she fell to her death. Kidding. She floated back up due to her vampirific crap inside of her, and the Baldwins below would have saved her fall, anyway.
"And there I be! Ain't I pretty? It's my city I'm the King Of New York!" Mush ended Races last woids with a backflip and Jack did some rolling thing and Spot just boogied because apparently he doesn't do much more than that. *sob*
"Okay. So now what? The Newsies sang and Michael was pantsed. Now what?" Ashley eyes the teeny bulge that bulged in Michaels tidey-whiteys. Of course, Billy Baldwin was standing by, if anything was to happen.
"I want the Baldwins to come back!" Chelsea giggled like mad.
"Have you guys forgotten about us?" Bill S. Preston said suddenly.
"Yeah. We could leave. You know. If you like, want us to?" Ted "Theodore" Logan added.
"I! Wanna rock and roll all night! And party everyday!" Chelsea sang, and Ashley smacked her with one hand while holding on with the other.
"KISS!" Bill S. Preston and Ted "Theodore" Logan said together. They did their little guitar riff, and through the magic of fanfiction, all of the people hanging did the guitar riff too and didn't fall. The Newsies did the riff too but it only sounded like a banjo.
Without warning, the entire supply of New York Newsies, I'm talking Brooklyn, Manhatten, Queens and the Bronx, they all piled onto the bridge and did a stupid guitar riff that sounded like a banjo again, and the bridge began to moan. Not in that way.
"Sounds like the bridge is getting it on!" Ashley cackled.
I SAID NOT IN THAT WAY!!!!
"Nobody move!" David ordered. "We're all going to fall. Everyone who is not a vampire will be killed."
"NOT MY BILL S. PRESTON AND JACK KELLY! I WILL NOT LEAVE WITHOUT YOU!" Ashley pulled herself up and hugged Jack, and he fell to the ground.
"It didn't fall!" Chelsea noted.
"WE KNOW, DOORNOB!" Sam snarled.
"BITE ME!"
"CHOMP!"
"....."
"What?"
"You said 'chomp' but you didn't bite."
"BITE ME!" Sam snarled again.
***CHOMP***
"YEOW!"
"Everybody get up here! And all you Newsies, BEGONE!!" David got to the top of the bridge and put a hand down to pull Marco up.
"Make us 'begone' you dirty, rotten scabber!" Spot swung his pimp cane intimidatingly.
The Newsies 'oohed' and 'ahhed' but David turned Spot into a vampire.
"YOU BUM! I'll soak yah!" Racetrack ran, marbles and dice flying, and attempted to tackle David. He turned Racetrack into a vampire too.
One by one, David turned Mush, Jack, Crutchy, Boots, Skittery, Kid Blink, Pie Eater, Bill S. Preston, and Ted "Theodore" Logan into vampires. But Crutchy, Boots, Skittery, Kid Blink and Pie Eater couldn't take it so they commited suicide over the bridge, Billy Baldwin bleeping out the swears in the process.
So now there were Lost Boys, Lost Girls, Lost Newsies, and Lost Dudes to join the family. What stinkin' bizarre situation could happen next? SCHMA!
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Chelsea wrote this crap, and Jack will write crap in the next chaper. Hope it was to yer liking. I would like to state that Racetrack, Spot, Mush and Jack are kickass. They dance! Well, Spot boogies but hell, it's a damn good boogie.
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"So uh, where are we going, goils?" Sam Emerson asked cautiously as the two girls danced around him and Michael.
"GOILS!!" Chelsea looked at Ashley.
Ashley looked at Chelsea.
Chelsea looked at Ashley.
Ashley looked at Chelsea.
"HELOO!?" Sam interjected.
"BITE ME!" Chelsea exclaimed.
"Schma!!" Sam sighed.
"We're going to get you dudes to turn into vamps." Ashley explained suddenly.
Sam whimpered. "Why?"
"Because."
"Oh."
"Why am I here exactly?" Michael wanted to know.
"Because your going to get depantsed." Ashley said.
"Oh." Michael smiled stupidly.
When the four somewhat teenagers got to the bridge, Marco, Dwayne, Paul, and Hot David were waiting there.
"Excellent." David rubbed his leather gloves together, setting them on fire.
"DUDE!" Chelsea screamed and ran off with Sam into the bushes. For uh. No reason.
"I'll put you out!" Ashley hawked a loogie and spat on David's hands and the fire went out.
"What do we do now?" Sam emerged from the bushes, looking like a vampire.
For some reason.
"We dangle!" Marco exclaimed, giggling like a school girl.
"WOOT!" Chelsea was the first to leap off, then Ashley, then the rest of the vampires. Sam was hesitant, but jumped down anyway.
"Look at me! I'm the King Of New York!" Chelsea sang as she had a chicken fight with Ashley.
"Come on, Michael!" David called out.
"Yeah, Michael!" Marco added.
"Don't be afraid, Michael!" Dwayne piped up.
"Michael!" Paul said.
"BLAHH!!" Ashley screamed.
"Look at me! I'm respectable starin' right at cha, lousy with stature - "
"Did someone call my name?" Spot Conlon appeared out of nowhere, followed by Racetrack Higgins, Mush, and Jack Kelly/Francis Sullivan.
"Holy crap!" Ashley nearly fell off.
"You guys wanna hang?" Chelsea asked eagerly, trying not to drool at the sight of Spot's pimp cane and half open shirt.
"Yeah! Come 'ere cowboy!" Ashley chuckled.
"Are you forgetting about me!?" Marco demanded.
"You're not me!" someone piped up from the bridge and behind the Newsies.
"Whut!?" Marco questioned.
"I'M me!" Bill S. Preston Esquire emerged from shorty Racetrack and plastic- faced Jack.
"And I'm me, too! Well. Sorta." Ted "Theodore" Logan appeared too, looking doofy.
"How's it hanging, Bill and Ted?" Chelsea, Ashley, David, Paul, Marco, Dwayne, Sam, Michael, Jack, Spot, Mush, and Race asked.
"Most bodacious." Bill S. Preston replied. He eyed Marco evilly. "I must kill you now!"
"WAIT!" David shouted. "Get Michael down here. For ceremonial depantsation."
"Duh, okay." Michael, like a dork, jumped down and hung beside David.
"He's ready, Billy!" Chelsea called out.
"For what?!?!!?!!?!?!" Michael screamed for no apparent reason.
"You rang?" Bill. S Preston asked.
"Not you!" Paul groaned.
"Billy Baldwin!" David smiled his fangs.
Just then, a herd of Baldwins stampeded over the bridge and leapt off onto Michael's leather chaps. Without hesitation, the pants fell into smoke, along with 30 to 40 Baldwins that plummeted to the Earth.
"Bye Bye Birdies!" Ashley cooed.
"Hey, will you Newsies sing?" Chelsea asked eagerly.
"YEAH YEAH!" the other vampires agreed, completely out of charactor, seeing as how they were murderous bloodsuckers from hell.
"A pair of new shoes with matchin' laces!" Mush did a backflip.
"A permanant box at Sheepshed races!" Race hopped around tapdancing.
"A porcelain tub with boilin' water!" Spot sang and Chelsea swooned.
"A Saturday night with the Mayor's daughter!" someone from the great beyond sang. Probably a Baldwin.
"Look at me! I'm the King Of New York! Suddenly, I'm respectable, Starin' right at cha!" Race sang some more, making Sam swoon. HA!
"Nobbin' with all da muckity mucks! I'm blowin' mah dough and goin' deluxe!" Jack sang in Ashley's direction, and she fell to her death. Kidding. She floated back up due to her vampirific crap inside of her, and the Baldwins below would have saved her fall, anyway.
"And there I be! Ain't I pretty? It's my city I'm the King Of New York!" Mush ended Races last woids with a backflip and Jack did some rolling thing and Spot just boogied because apparently he doesn't do much more than that. *sob*
"Okay. So now what? The Newsies sang and Michael was pantsed. Now what?" Ashley eyes the teeny bulge that bulged in Michaels tidey-whiteys. Of course, Billy Baldwin was standing by, if anything was to happen.
"I want the Baldwins to come back!" Chelsea giggled like mad.
"Have you guys forgotten about us?" Bill S. Preston said suddenly.
"Yeah. We could leave. You know. If you like, want us to?" Ted "Theodore" Logan added.
"I! Wanna rock and roll all night! And party everyday!" Chelsea sang, and Ashley smacked her with one hand while holding on with the other.
"KISS!" Bill S. Preston and Ted "Theodore" Logan said together. They did their little guitar riff, and through the magic of fanfiction, all of the people hanging did the guitar riff too and didn't fall. The Newsies did the riff too but it only sounded like a banjo.
Without warning, the entire supply of New York Newsies, I'm talking Brooklyn, Manhatten, Queens and the Bronx, they all piled onto the bridge and did a stupid guitar riff that sounded like a banjo again, and the bridge began to moan. Not in that way.
"Sounds like the bridge is getting it on!" Ashley cackled.
I SAID NOT IN THAT WAY!!!!
"Nobody move!" David ordered. "We're all going to fall. Everyone who is not a vampire will be killed."
"NOT MY BILL S. PRESTON AND JACK KELLY! I WILL NOT LEAVE WITHOUT YOU!" Ashley pulled herself up and hugged Jack, and he fell to the ground.
"It didn't fall!" Chelsea noted.
"WE KNOW, DOORNOB!" Sam snarled.
"BITE ME!"
"CHOMP!"
"....."
"What?"
"You said 'chomp' but you didn't bite."
"BITE ME!" Sam snarled again.
***CHOMP***
"YEOW!"
"Everybody get up here! And all you Newsies, BEGONE!!" David got to the top of the bridge and put a hand down to pull Marco up.
"Make us 'begone' you dirty, rotten scabber!" Spot swung his pimp cane intimidatingly.
The Newsies 'oohed' and 'ahhed' but David turned Spot into a vampire.
"YOU BUM! I'll soak yah!" Racetrack ran, marbles and dice flying, and attempted to tackle David. He turned Racetrack into a vampire too.
One by one, David turned Mush, Jack, Crutchy, Boots, Skittery, Kid Blink, Pie Eater, Bill S. Preston, and Ted "Theodore" Logan into vampires. But Crutchy, Boots, Skittery, Kid Blink and Pie Eater couldn't take it so they commited suicide over the bridge, Billy Baldwin bleeping out the swears in the process.
So now there were Lost Boys, Lost Girls, Lost Newsies, and Lost Dudes to join the family. What stinkin' bizarre situation could happen next? SCHMA!
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Chelsea wrote this crap, and Jack will write crap in the next chaper. Hope it was to yer liking. I would like to state that Racetrack, Spot, Mush and Jack are kickass. They dance! Well, Spot boogies but hell, it's a damn good boogie.