Got to dedicate this chapter to Angela again. What would I do without you
to keep me from writer's block?
I awoke the next morning to the most horrendously loud noise, a noise that made my already aching head pound with a ferocity that made my eyes water. Opening my gritty eyes slightly I saw Spot standing above Glimmer and me with a pot and a spoon banging on it vigorously. He was smiling like a Cheshire cat as he continued his torture. Glimmer didn't move except to hook a foot behind her brother's ankle and pull tumbling Spot, the pot, and the spoon to the floor. I managed a croak that passed for a laugh.
"Shadup." I heard her say through the pillow that her head was buried in.
"Come on get up ya lazy bums we got papes to sell." Spot crowed picking himself up with a smart smack to Glimmer's rump.
"Spot ya don't get outta here and I'm gonna....." Glimmer began.
"Ya gonna what little girl?" Spot cut her off, raising an eyebrow. " I didn't wanna have to do this, but come on in boys."
I tried to open my eyes to see what was happening, but gave up and rolled over. I was just falling asleep again when the shocking sensation of freezing cold water thrown over us brought us both up gasping and spluttering.
"The sheets are washed, you've had a bath and now ya can get dressed." Spot said with satisfaction. "All in a days work."
I threw my soggy pillow at him, which was a mistake as I was wearing a white nightgown. Hastily I crossed my arms over my chest and glanced at Glimmer who was sitting in a similar position.
"I'll get ya back for this brother dear." She warned.
"Yeah, yeah, promises. " Spot replied. " Get dressed, I expect ya downstairs in five minutes or more water is gonna find it's way in here."
"Like we could go back to sleep now, we'd catch our death." Glimmer retorted.
"Speak for yourself." I groaned rolling over. My head was still spinning giving me that half way between drunk and hangover feeling. "Now I remember why I don't usually drink my problems away."
Glimmer just nodded in agreement as I watched her get up and get ready. Eventually I pulled myself out of bed and grabbed my clothes; slowly I meandered into the bathroom to splash some water on my face. I prayed it would be a nice day, if we were lucky we could get back to the Lodging House during lunch to air out the sheets and mattress long enough to dry. Other wise we would be staying in Manhattan. Spot hustled us down the stairs enjoying our discomfort immensely, which was starting to wear on my nerves. Eventually the feeling faded and I got into selling with a surprising vigor. I was hot, I loved it, those days when everything fell into place and you sold like there was no tomorrow. It made you glow with self-satisfaction.
"So Briar, where did ya get the whiskey?" Spot asked as we made our way back to the Lodging House for lunch. He had a gleam in his eye that told me he knew exactly where it had come from and he wasn't happy about it.
"It was probably from your secret stash." I replied honestly just before opening the door and starting for the steps.
"What the hell were you doing drinking my stash." He snapped. "It's mine, ya got it, and don't ya ever touch my things again."
"Yes master." I replied wryly. " You've got to admit it was worth it Spot to know you've got me right where you want me."
I didn't look at him as I made my way up the stairs and began stripping the beds thankful that what little water had made it into the mattress would not need drying. Spot just leaned in the doorway and watched a small smile on his face. I tried to ignore him knowing that he was enjoying this probably a little too much.
He lightened up as I continued to clean the room that Glimmer probably hadn't done more than give just a once over in the entire time she had lived there. Eventually he meandered off leaving me to my self appointed task at least until it was time to return to selling. Again my day only got better at least in the selling aspect. It was going really well until we headed back to the Lodging House and up the stairs as we did on so many nights. Most of the boys were not back yet, between Spot and I we had sold most of our papers early and were rewarding ourselves with some quiet time before the heathens returned. As we got to the top of the stairs we heard a giggle coming from the room I shared with Glimmer. It was not the usual laugh or giggle, it had a husky quality to it that made me look worriedly to Spot. I hoped he had not heard it, unfortunately he had.
"Michael." I said quickly putting a staying hand on his chest hoping that using his real name would break through the rage that I could see on his face. "It may not be Glimmer in there. Let me go in."
I crept close to the door listening intently to the voices within. They were low murmurs that I had a hard time making out from behind the door.
"Glimmer." I heard a voice with a husky quality that made me whirl and place both hand on Spot's chest and pushing back as he charged like a raging bull.
"Get outta my way Briar." He hissed, his face almost flushed red in his rage. I had never seen him so incredibly angry, even despite all of my antics.
"Spot stop." I cried as he pushed me roughly out of his way. I hit the wall and slid down as he flung open the door. I struggled to my feet as he stopped in the doorway.
"What the hell is the matter with ya?" Spot snapped at his sister as I reached his side. Looking around him I found Glimmer laying on her bed, Skittery leaning over her. Both were thankfully clothed, I sighed in relief, but that relief was short lived, as that did not mollify Spot in anyway.
"Skittery get outta here before I kill ya." Spot hissed shaking in his attempt to control himself
"Spot they were fully clothed probably not doing more than kissing."
"That's why I'm not going to kill him." Spot growled over his shoulder not looking at me.
"Ya don't understand Spot." Skittery began only to be cut off
" I'll deal with ya later, I'll be on my way to Manhattan for a little talk with Jacky-boy on your banishment from Brooklyn. "
"No." Glimmer cried tears springing to her eyes as she sprung at Spot. " You can't do that."
"Watch me little girl." He swung his attention back to his sister. " Ya asked me if Mama would be disappointed in you? Until this moment I never thought she could be, I was wrong. Not only would she be disappointed she'd be down right ashamed. What's wrong with ya, ya aint' a hussy Glimmer, I ain't gonna let you be. Ya better than this and ya know it. What was going through your head?"
"She ain't a hussy." Skittery cried in rage. I put my hand on his arm and pulled him to the door.
"Now's not the time honey trust me." I told him, he looked at me and I gave him a small smile. "Let them get it out of their systems then bring in the logic, okay."
He nodded as he glanced back at the fuming siblings, he stepped outside the doorway and I shut the door, not willing to leave them alone, but not really wanting to be involved.
"I don't know Spotty-boy, what goes through Cameo's mind when ya start kissin her? Or for any girl that has been stupid enough to fall in love with you big brother?" Glimmer hissed standing and glaring up at her brother. The slap that came made me flinch as her head snapped around. She placed a hand to the cheek that was bright red. "What's the matter Michael, can't take the truth? Can't handle the fact that ya're a hopeless womanizer?"
"I'm a man, I take pride in my conquests." He retorted.
"Oh what a wonderful thing to be proud of. Do ya think Mama would be any prouder of you? Do ya think that she would approve of the fact ya seduce girls and leave them? Do ya think that she would be proud of her baby boy?"
Spot advanced on her and I could only watch helplessly, I couldn't interfere in this no matter how much I wanted to. There were things that needed to be said by both parties. Things neither wanted to hear.
"I don't think she would like the fact that her pride and joy is going to end up alone because he's too afraid to let love into his life." Glimmer continued. "Ya got love right in front of ya Spot and there's only so long that window is going to stay open before it's shut. Only so long before you loose. I'm not going to make that mistake. I love Jamie and he loves me."
"What the hell are you talking about?" Spot demanded " And who the hell is Jamie?"
"I'm talking about you and Cameo. She loves you Michael, and even if you don't see it you love her. Admit it deal with it move on, grow up, get married and have babies like Mama would have wanted, but don't lecture me for not makin the same mistakes that you are. " Glimmer took a deep breath and held out her left hand. " Jamie O' Leary is the name of my future husband, you know him as Skittery."
Spot gasped at the simple silver band that adorned his sister's left ring finger. I felt him tense and then turn away.
"That's not how things are done Bri." He said softly. " He ain't talked to me, I make the decision."
"The decision's be made Michael, whether you give your blessins or not I'm marryin him. He got a job at the Sun today, he's workin the presses for now, but Brian Denton says he'll help him get a better position as soon as possible." Glimmer's face glowed her blue-green eyes sparkling with a happiness that Spot could not dim. She reached her hands out to him trying to meet him half way. "He's been planin on askin me for a while now. He's just been waitin for a new job. He said he couldn't afford to get married until he had a better job. Well, he's got one and we're gettin married hopefully sometime next summer. Please be happy for me Spot."
Spot stared at her for a moment then turned on his heel and walked out of the room. Glimmer watched him go tears in her eyes, tears that still could not dim the happiness I knew she felt.
"Congratulations." I said giving her a hug, she gave me a watery smile and looked to where her brother had just exited. " I'll talk to him alright?"
"Be careful Briar, I know my brother has a hold on ya and I know what he feels even if he doesn't or won't admit it." She told me causing me to pause on my way out the door and look back at her. "I'm hoping that both of your feelings don't tear ya both apart."
"Me too Glimmer, me too." I sighed before continuing to Spot's room. The door was cracked so I pushed it open to find him sitting on the bed staring out his window.
"Spot." I said softly.
"What have ya done to my sister, to everyone?" Spot asked in frustration. "This ain't the way things work, Skit's supposed to come to me, he's supposed to ask my permission, he ain't supposed to ask my sister and never once think about what I think."
"Things are changing." I replied gently sitting next to him. He stood and paced angrily, I sat back and watched him.
"Things ain't supposed to change like that." He told me. " Some things is tradition and it's supposed to stay tradition."
"So you're going to alienate your sister because she is getting married and didn't stop to ask you if it was okay?" I snapped tired of this conversation, tired of comparisons between how life was and how it would be. " She loves you, she loves him, be happy for her, don't turn this into a family feud it's not worth it."
He sat down next to me again and looked at me with sad eyes.
"She wasn't supposed to grow up this fast. She was supposed to be an aunty long before she ever got married." He sighed. "That's the way things work."
"Well she couldn't wait for you to make up your mind about women." I teased. " Things don't always work the way they should."
He laid back on the bed pulling me with him, my head settled in the curve of his shoulder as if it was made to fit there, gently he ran his hand through my hair. It was an absent gesture, but one I enjoyed.
"I don't know what to think of ya Briar." He said after a moment. " I don't know what I feel or what I want with ya."
"Let's just take it a day at a time and see where we go." I suggested. I felt his nod as his chin brushed the top of my head.
"I need to talk to Bri then we need to go to talk to Jamie I guess his name is." Spot said after a moment, I sighed, but allowed him to get up and pull me up. The rest of the night was spent in Manhattan patching up the damage that had been done earlier. I was too tired to return to Brooklyn that night, a regret I will have for the rest of my life. If I had only gone back to Brooklyn they never would have thought it was me. I believe I am jumping ahead of myself again as I have from time to time in my story. Let me explain my reservations, I curled up in my bed alone. Mimic lay sleeping in his own bed for a change, just near the window, and just near Jack's bunk. I fell into an exhausted slumber before Spot left, leaving Glimmer in the care of her fiancé, in a gesture of acceptance and trust. I felt his lips brush mine, but his warmth left to return to Brooklyn.
Halfway through the night Mimic woke, he rolled to get out of bed and come join me, but stopped short as he saw a figure make her way from Jack's bunk. In the light of the full moon that fell into the room with a silvery glow he saw the handful of coins and few bills clutched in her hand, but could not see her face. All he could see was a female figure with her hair cascading down her back dressed in men's clothes that did not fit very well.
He saw her move to another's bunk, taking with her some more money. Glancing quickly to Glimmer he found her sleeping in the bunk below Skittery snoring softly. With one eye open he watched as she made her rounds and then disappeared into my room. I never awoke as the mysterious thief left climbing out the window, as she must have. I slept like the dead remember, I doubt I would have felt it if she had stepped on me in her way out. The thief stole into the night, the trap was set for morning, bait set waiting for the newsies to awaken and look for the thief in their midst. A thief that was not immediately obvious, like the Salem witch trials they would look for an easy answer if not a entirely logical answer and like a witch on trial the accused would be damned by a make believe trial.
Rhap: Very swelled head really! It is not a comfortable position, hurts the neck and causes headaches. Thank you for your praise! Yes I agree, Spot is very yummy!
Glimmer: Yup I got you drunk, I am flattered at the fact you changed your pen name to the name I gave you for this story Chelci! There you go more Spot and Glimmer time! So tell me what is your dress going to look like?
Falco: Drunk people can be very amusing! More waffles yay! Enjoy and give me fresh ones!
Raider: Yup, hot Brooklyn guys were carrying you around! Yay! Happy New Years to you! We'll have to get you to hold your liquor better though! How about it Glimmer, Cameo, can we whip her into shape? I thought so!
Galaxy: Nope not ending, not yet still have much more to go. I'm not ready for this to be over and I'm glad the muses aren't either.
Cheryl: (Does my famous new reviewer happy dance) A new reviewer yay for me and for you! Thank you (bows) thanks you for the compliments. Now you know what happens next, you'll have to wait for a little while for my brain to recharge, I put it on the recharger a few minutes ago.
Ali: More mushy romantic stuff! Aren't you proud of me? You reviewed twice, wow you must have really wanted this next chapter! Here you go! Yay, I'm your favorite! (Does newly created favorite author victory dance)
Dreamer: Yay two reviews for me to devour! More please, I'm hungry. Where in Colorado were you? As I am a Colorado native, I bet I know where it is! I want more on your story!
JP: I got your full attention! I loved it. (munches on animal crackers and takes a swig of O.J.) Okay you twisted my arm here's more! NO more sick for you. ( Grabs health fairy by the scruff of the neck and makes her wave her magic wand over you) Okay all better!
Skittles: he he he, I'm playing baseball with my story! What an image! Drinking isn't all it's cracked up to be. I'm sure you'll hear that a lot and roll your eyes both at me and whoever else tells you, but really it's not. (does favorite author victory dance.) Yay I'm loved.
Fyre Eye: Here's more, here's more, sorry I didn't give you a shout out last time. I didn't get your review until after I had posted the last story. So here you go. Thank you!
Thank you and I love you all. Blows smooches and tackles reviewers into hugs. Sorry got a little out of hand. He he he.
I awoke the next morning to the most horrendously loud noise, a noise that made my already aching head pound with a ferocity that made my eyes water. Opening my gritty eyes slightly I saw Spot standing above Glimmer and me with a pot and a spoon banging on it vigorously. He was smiling like a Cheshire cat as he continued his torture. Glimmer didn't move except to hook a foot behind her brother's ankle and pull tumbling Spot, the pot, and the spoon to the floor. I managed a croak that passed for a laugh.
"Shadup." I heard her say through the pillow that her head was buried in.
"Come on get up ya lazy bums we got papes to sell." Spot crowed picking himself up with a smart smack to Glimmer's rump.
"Spot ya don't get outta here and I'm gonna....." Glimmer began.
"Ya gonna what little girl?" Spot cut her off, raising an eyebrow. " I didn't wanna have to do this, but come on in boys."
I tried to open my eyes to see what was happening, but gave up and rolled over. I was just falling asleep again when the shocking sensation of freezing cold water thrown over us brought us both up gasping and spluttering.
"The sheets are washed, you've had a bath and now ya can get dressed." Spot said with satisfaction. "All in a days work."
I threw my soggy pillow at him, which was a mistake as I was wearing a white nightgown. Hastily I crossed my arms over my chest and glanced at Glimmer who was sitting in a similar position.
"I'll get ya back for this brother dear." She warned.
"Yeah, yeah, promises. " Spot replied. " Get dressed, I expect ya downstairs in five minutes or more water is gonna find it's way in here."
"Like we could go back to sleep now, we'd catch our death." Glimmer retorted.
"Speak for yourself." I groaned rolling over. My head was still spinning giving me that half way between drunk and hangover feeling. "Now I remember why I don't usually drink my problems away."
Glimmer just nodded in agreement as I watched her get up and get ready. Eventually I pulled myself out of bed and grabbed my clothes; slowly I meandered into the bathroom to splash some water on my face. I prayed it would be a nice day, if we were lucky we could get back to the Lodging House during lunch to air out the sheets and mattress long enough to dry. Other wise we would be staying in Manhattan. Spot hustled us down the stairs enjoying our discomfort immensely, which was starting to wear on my nerves. Eventually the feeling faded and I got into selling with a surprising vigor. I was hot, I loved it, those days when everything fell into place and you sold like there was no tomorrow. It made you glow with self-satisfaction.
"So Briar, where did ya get the whiskey?" Spot asked as we made our way back to the Lodging House for lunch. He had a gleam in his eye that told me he knew exactly where it had come from and he wasn't happy about it.
"It was probably from your secret stash." I replied honestly just before opening the door and starting for the steps.
"What the hell were you doing drinking my stash." He snapped. "It's mine, ya got it, and don't ya ever touch my things again."
"Yes master." I replied wryly. " You've got to admit it was worth it Spot to know you've got me right where you want me."
I didn't look at him as I made my way up the stairs and began stripping the beds thankful that what little water had made it into the mattress would not need drying. Spot just leaned in the doorway and watched a small smile on his face. I tried to ignore him knowing that he was enjoying this probably a little too much.
He lightened up as I continued to clean the room that Glimmer probably hadn't done more than give just a once over in the entire time she had lived there. Eventually he meandered off leaving me to my self appointed task at least until it was time to return to selling. Again my day only got better at least in the selling aspect. It was going really well until we headed back to the Lodging House and up the stairs as we did on so many nights. Most of the boys were not back yet, between Spot and I we had sold most of our papers early and were rewarding ourselves with some quiet time before the heathens returned. As we got to the top of the stairs we heard a giggle coming from the room I shared with Glimmer. It was not the usual laugh or giggle, it had a husky quality to it that made me look worriedly to Spot. I hoped he had not heard it, unfortunately he had.
"Michael." I said quickly putting a staying hand on his chest hoping that using his real name would break through the rage that I could see on his face. "It may not be Glimmer in there. Let me go in."
I crept close to the door listening intently to the voices within. They were low murmurs that I had a hard time making out from behind the door.
"Glimmer." I heard a voice with a husky quality that made me whirl and place both hand on Spot's chest and pushing back as he charged like a raging bull.
"Get outta my way Briar." He hissed, his face almost flushed red in his rage. I had never seen him so incredibly angry, even despite all of my antics.
"Spot stop." I cried as he pushed me roughly out of his way. I hit the wall and slid down as he flung open the door. I struggled to my feet as he stopped in the doorway.
"What the hell is the matter with ya?" Spot snapped at his sister as I reached his side. Looking around him I found Glimmer laying on her bed, Skittery leaning over her. Both were thankfully clothed, I sighed in relief, but that relief was short lived, as that did not mollify Spot in anyway.
"Skittery get outta here before I kill ya." Spot hissed shaking in his attempt to control himself
"Spot they were fully clothed probably not doing more than kissing."
"That's why I'm not going to kill him." Spot growled over his shoulder not looking at me.
"Ya don't understand Spot." Skittery began only to be cut off
" I'll deal with ya later, I'll be on my way to Manhattan for a little talk with Jacky-boy on your banishment from Brooklyn. "
"No." Glimmer cried tears springing to her eyes as she sprung at Spot. " You can't do that."
"Watch me little girl." He swung his attention back to his sister. " Ya asked me if Mama would be disappointed in you? Until this moment I never thought she could be, I was wrong. Not only would she be disappointed she'd be down right ashamed. What's wrong with ya, ya aint' a hussy Glimmer, I ain't gonna let you be. Ya better than this and ya know it. What was going through your head?"
"She ain't a hussy." Skittery cried in rage. I put my hand on his arm and pulled him to the door.
"Now's not the time honey trust me." I told him, he looked at me and I gave him a small smile. "Let them get it out of their systems then bring in the logic, okay."
He nodded as he glanced back at the fuming siblings, he stepped outside the doorway and I shut the door, not willing to leave them alone, but not really wanting to be involved.
"I don't know Spotty-boy, what goes through Cameo's mind when ya start kissin her? Or for any girl that has been stupid enough to fall in love with you big brother?" Glimmer hissed standing and glaring up at her brother. The slap that came made me flinch as her head snapped around. She placed a hand to the cheek that was bright red. "What's the matter Michael, can't take the truth? Can't handle the fact that ya're a hopeless womanizer?"
"I'm a man, I take pride in my conquests." He retorted.
"Oh what a wonderful thing to be proud of. Do ya think Mama would be any prouder of you? Do ya think that she would approve of the fact ya seduce girls and leave them? Do ya think that she would be proud of her baby boy?"
Spot advanced on her and I could only watch helplessly, I couldn't interfere in this no matter how much I wanted to. There were things that needed to be said by both parties. Things neither wanted to hear.
"I don't think she would like the fact that her pride and joy is going to end up alone because he's too afraid to let love into his life." Glimmer continued. "Ya got love right in front of ya Spot and there's only so long that window is going to stay open before it's shut. Only so long before you loose. I'm not going to make that mistake. I love Jamie and he loves me."
"What the hell are you talking about?" Spot demanded " And who the hell is Jamie?"
"I'm talking about you and Cameo. She loves you Michael, and even if you don't see it you love her. Admit it deal with it move on, grow up, get married and have babies like Mama would have wanted, but don't lecture me for not makin the same mistakes that you are. " Glimmer took a deep breath and held out her left hand. " Jamie O' Leary is the name of my future husband, you know him as Skittery."
Spot gasped at the simple silver band that adorned his sister's left ring finger. I felt him tense and then turn away.
"That's not how things are done Bri." He said softly. " He ain't talked to me, I make the decision."
"The decision's be made Michael, whether you give your blessins or not I'm marryin him. He got a job at the Sun today, he's workin the presses for now, but Brian Denton says he'll help him get a better position as soon as possible." Glimmer's face glowed her blue-green eyes sparkling with a happiness that Spot could not dim. She reached her hands out to him trying to meet him half way. "He's been planin on askin me for a while now. He's just been waitin for a new job. He said he couldn't afford to get married until he had a better job. Well, he's got one and we're gettin married hopefully sometime next summer. Please be happy for me Spot."
Spot stared at her for a moment then turned on his heel and walked out of the room. Glimmer watched him go tears in her eyes, tears that still could not dim the happiness I knew she felt.
"Congratulations." I said giving her a hug, she gave me a watery smile and looked to where her brother had just exited. " I'll talk to him alright?"
"Be careful Briar, I know my brother has a hold on ya and I know what he feels even if he doesn't or won't admit it." She told me causing me to pause on my way out the door and look back at her. "I'm hoping that both of your feelings don't tear ya both apart."
"Me too Glimmer, me too." I sighed before continuing to Spot's room. The door was cracked so I pushed it open to find him sitting on the bed staring out his window.
"Spot." I said softly.
"What have ya done to my sister, to everyone?" Spot asked in frustration. "This ain't the way things work, Skit's supposed to come to me, he's supposed to ask my permission, he ain't supposed to ask my sister and never once think about what I think."
"Things are changing." I replied gently sitting next to him. He stood and paced angrily, I sat back and watched him.
"Things ain't supposed to change like that." He told me. " Some things is tradition and it's supposed to stay tradition."
"So you're going to alienate your sister because she is getting married and didn't stop to ask you if it was okay?" I snapped tired of this conversation, tired of comparisons between how life was and how it would be. " She loves you, she loves him, be happy for her, don't turn this into a family feud it's not worth it."
He sat down next to me again and looked at me with sad eyes.
"She wasn't supposed to grow up this fast. She was supposed to be an aunty long before she ever got married." He sighed. "That's the way things work."
"Well she couldn't wait for you to make up your mind about women." I teased. " Things don't always work the way they should."
He laid back on the bed pulling me with him, my head settled in the curve of his shoulder as if it was made to fit there, gently he ran his hand through my hair. It was an absent gesture, but one I enjoyed.
"I don't know what to think of ya Briar." He said after a moment. " I don't know what I feel or what I want with ya."
"Let's just take it a day at a time and see where we go." I suggested. I felt his nod as his chin brushed the top of my head.
"I need to talk to Bri then we need to go to talk to Jamie I guess his name is." Spot said after a moment, I sighed, but allowed him to get up and pull me up. The rest of the night was spent in Manhattan patching up the damage that had been done earlier. I was too tired to return to Brooklyn that night, a regret I will have for the rest of my life. If I had only gone back to Brooklyn they never would have thought it was me. I believe I am jumping ahead of myself again as I have from time to time in my story. Let me explain my reservations, I curled up in my bed alone. Mimic lay sleeping in his own bed for a change, just near the window, and just near Jack's bunk. I fell into an exhausted slumber before Spot left, leaving Glimmer in the care of her fiancé, in a gesture of acceptance and trust. I felt his lips brush mine, but his warmth left to return to Brooklyn.
Halfway through the night Mimic woke, he rolled to get out of bed and come join me, but stopped short as he saw a figure make her way from Jack's bunk. In the light of the full moon that fell into the room with a silvery glow he saw the handful of coins and few bills clutched in her hand, but could not see her face. All he could see was a female figure with her hair cascading down her back dressed in men's clothes that did not fit very well.
He saw her move to another's bunk, taking with her some more money. Glancing quickly to Glimmer he found her sleeping in the bunk below Skittery snoring softly. With one eye open he watched as she made her rounds and then disappeared into my room. I never awoke as the mysterious thief left climbing out the window, as she must have. I slept like the dead remember, I doubt I would have felt it if she had stepped on me in her way out. The thief stole into the night, the trap was set for morning, bait set waiting for the newsies to awaken and look for the thief in their midst. A thief that was not immediately obvious, like the Salem witch trials they would look for an easy answer if not a entirely logical answer and like a witch on trial the accused would be damned by a make believe trial.
Rhap: Very swelled head really! It is not a comfortable position, hurts the neck and causes headaches. Thank you for your praise! Yes I agree, Spot is very yummy!
Glimmer: Yup I got you drunk, I am flattered at the fact you changed your pen name to the name I gave you for this story Chelci! There you go more Spot and Glimmer time! So tell me what is your dress going to look like?
Falco: Drunk people can be very amusing! More waffles yay! Enjoy and give me fresh ones!
Raider: Yup, hot Brooklyn guys were carrying you around! Yay! Happy New Years to you! We'll have to get you to hold your liquor better though! How about it Glimmer, Cameo, can we whip her into shape? I thought so!
Galaxy: Nope not ending, not yet still have much more to go. I'm not ready for this to be over and I'm glad the muses aren't either.
Cheryl: (Does my famous new reviewer happy dance) A new reviewer yay for me and for you! Thank you (bows) thanks you for the compliments. Now you know what happens next, you'll have to wait for a little while for my brain to recharge, I put it on the recharger a few minutes ago.
Ali: More mushy romantic stuff! Aren't you proud of me? You reviewed twice, wow you must have really wanted this next chapter! Here you go! Yay, I'm your favorite! (Does newly created favorite author victory dance)
Dreamer: Yay two reviews for me to devour! More please, I'm hungry. Where in Colorado were you? As I am a Colorado native, I bet I know where it is! I want more on your story!
JP: I got your full attention! I loved it. (munches on animal crackers and takes a swig of O.J.) Okay you twisted my arm here's more! NO more sick for you. ( Grabs health fairy by the scruff of the neck and makes her wave her magic wand over you) Okay all better!
Skittles: he he he, I'm playing baseball with my story! What an image! Drinking isn't all it's cracked up to be. I'm sure you'll hear that a lot and roll your eyes both at me and whoever else tells you, but really it's not. (does favorite author victory dance.) Yay I'm loved.
Fyre Eye: Here's more, here's more, sorry I didn't give you a shout out last time. I didn't get your review until after I had posted the last story. So here you go. Thank you!
Thank you and I love you all. Blows smooches and tackles reviewers into hugs. Sorry got a little out of hand. He he he.