At around 4:00 p.m., the four newsies met up again at park bench, Clatter and Windy sitting down and Jack and Race standing in front of them, blocking the sun.
"So how'd Windy do sellin?" Jack asked as he wiped his sleeve against his sweaty forehead and stuck his other hand in his pocket.
"She did great, I's tell ya, dese goyls catch on fast…" He smirked and then looked over at Jack as he undid a couple of his top buttons and fanned himself with his shirt.
"Yeah, I's know whacha mean, dese goyls are a couple a born newsies." He smiled down at them and winked.
Both of the girls blushed from the attention and from the heat "Aww guys, your just sayin that…" Windy wiped her sweaty palms on her rough pants "Come on, I'm so thirsty, lets go ta Tibby's and get something ta eat."
Clatter smiled as she stood up and pulled her friend with her. "Yeah, I'm so hot. I need shade…" she unbuttoned the top of her shirt revealing some skin and rolled up the long sleeves as far as they would go, causing Jack and Race to blush a little and look away as they had never seen that much skin on a girl. "God dammit, why do dese tings gotta be so hot…what I's would give fer a tank top, shorts an sandals right now, eh Windy?"
Windy nodded in agreement.
"Wait, what?" Race and Jack asked at the same time. Girls never wore shorts, they barely even wore pants, and they had no clue what sandals or tank tops were.
"Nevah mind…" Windy trailed off as she linked arms with Clatter and they started walking lazily towards Tibby's "Hey Clatter…" Windy whispered as she moved her head closer to Clatter's ear so she could hear.
"Yeah?"
"Wadaya say we race them there?" Windy said with a smirk. They were already at least fifteen feet ahead of them, and they were both pretty fast so she thought they could beat them no sweat.
Clatter's eyes sparkled as she turned around and looked at the boys "Oh boys…" she said as she smiled at them and wrung her hands.
"Yeah dollf- Clatter?" Jack asked trying to cover his slip up.
"RACE YA!!!" and with that the two girls turned and sprinted as fast as they could towards Tibby's.
"Hey!! Dat's not fair!! Yous goyls cheated!!" Race said as he galloped after them, Jack at his side.
The two girls rounded the corner and saw Tibby's as they raced to the front door. They didn't bother waiting for Jack and Race to catch up as they went inside and sprawled out on a booth, breathing heavily. "T...tolja we's could beat 'em…" Clatter said through pants as she sat up and waved over a waiter "Waddah…" she pleaded breathlessly.
Windy held up four fingers to tell the waiter to bring four of them "Yeah, I knew we could…." She sat up and slumped down with her back against the seat "God it's so hot out…"
Race and Jack came in the door and scanned the restraunt for the girls. They spotted them in the back corner and walked over to them slowly, having lost all their energy from the previous race "God yous goyls er fast…." Race said as he scooted in next to Clatter and rested his head in his hands.
"Yous can say dat again! But ya cheated so ya did have an advantage…didja get waddahs yet?" Jack said in one breath as he slid in next to Windy and crossed his arms over his chest as he breathed in deeply.
His question was answered when four waters were brought to the table by the waiter. They all took their drinks hastily and slurped the water into their dry, parched mouths. After a full minute of drinking, Windy pulled the glass away from her mouth "ahh so much better…" she smiled as she shut her eyes and breathed in deeply "so what are we gonna get ta eat?"
Race didn't even bother to look at the menu as he knew everything that they had "well, dey's got hot dogs, sausage, soups…"
"OO I's wanna hot dog..." Clatter said as she licked her lips "I's havn' had one in soo long…" she patted her stomach as it growled.
"Yeah, I think I'll have a hot dog too, do you guys know whacha want?" Windy said as she blew bubbles in her water.
"Yeah…" Jack waved over the waiter again and placed their order. "So tell us 'bout Chicago, what's it like dere?"
"Well, it's basically like New Yawk cept it's more….Windy what's da words I's looking fer?"
"Um...snooty? Hoity-toity prissy like?"
"Yep, dose is dem."
"Wow, I's always tought dat Chicago was bettah dan New Yawk… I's guess I's was wrong." Jack slouched down in the seat and drummed his thumbs on the table.
"Don't worry bout it, most people think it is, but those people have never been there or have just visited for a while. They've never lived there; they don't know what it's like…" Windy trailed off as she looked down at the table and blew more bubbles in her water.
Clatter could tell that Windy was thinking about both of their lives and how messed up they were at times "But I's glad dat I's came ta New Yawk, I's like it a lot more, less trouble ta get inta if ya could say dat…"
"I's don' know 'bout less trouble, yous only been heah a couple a days, atleast I's tink ya have only been heah a couple a days, anyways, dere's a lot a trouble ta get inta in dis city but ta know dat yous gotta get inta it foist…" Race licked his lips as he saw the waiter place their food in front of him "Dig in goyls, an guy.." he said as he picked up his sandwhich and took a big bite.
They had barely been eating a minute when Boots sprinted into the restraunt and almost fell to the ground as he stopped short and searched the crowd for jack "Jack!!" he said spotting him and ran over with a frantic look on his face.
"What is it Boots?" Jack said still eating, not hearing the poor boy's frantic tone.
"It's Blink an'…an' Mush…."
Jack and Race's heads snapped up "Whacha tawkin 'bout Boots?!" Race said as he dropped his sandwhich to his plate and stood up quickly.
"Dey…dey's getting' beat up real bad…I's saw dem gettin pummeled in an alley an' came straight heah…"
Jack jumped up and cracked his knuckles "Delancy's?" He said as he imagined all the torturous things he was going to do to them when he found them.
Boots hated ta say it "N…no...it's...it's...Brooklyn,Spotanhisboys.." he said in one breath as fast as his mouth could form the words, knowing that if he didn't say it all together he would never get it out.
Jack and Race both sprinted out of the restraunt after Boots as they followed him towards the alley.
Clatter and Windy both looked at each other in surprise and jumped up to follow. Sprinting out of the restraunt after them, they trailed behind about ten feet, thinking if there was any serious danger they would help. "Windy, I's tink we's found our problem…"Clatter whispered between breaths and the sound of her feet hitting the cobblestone.
Windy nodded and then stopped short when she didn't see Jack, Race or Boots in front of them anymore. She stuck her arm out in front of Clatter to stop her.
"Hey, wacha-"
"Shh…" she said as she inched towards the nearest alley and peered inside. The sight that she saw made her gasp in surprise. Blink and Mush were inside the alley, face down on their stomachs with cuts and bruises all over them. They were definitely unconscious. She moved her gaze off the ground to see a group of Brooklyn newsies and a group of Manhattan newsies fighting. Spot was in the middle of fending Jack off, who was coming at him with a wooden board that was part of a crate, with his cane, and Race was busy fighting off two guys who were still trying to get close enough to pummel Blink and Mush.
"Race, watch out!!" Windy yelled jumping into the alley's opening as she saw a rather muscular Brooklyn boy creeping up behind Race.
Race spun around and dodged the punch that the boy had started to throw, making him hit one of his own Brooklyn newies. Race then punched the boy in the stomach and pushed him to the ground. He spun back around to face the two stunned Brooklyn newsies and continued to fight them off. "Tanks Windy!!" he called out showing his gratitude.
Spot lost his focus as he heard the voice and looked towards the alley's enterance. With the light shining behind her, the girl looked like an angel. Her brown wavy hair shined as the light hit it from behind, making a halo form around her head Windy…. He stumbled backwards when Jack got in a good shot to his stomach, but held in his scream of pain as he lunged back at Jack, knocking him into the brick wall and shoving his cane into his stomach. "Someone…get dose goyls!" Spot yelled as he threw and received punches.
"Clatter, Windy, GET OUTA HEAH!!" Race screamed at them as he threw more punches and received a blow to his right eye.
Clatter and Windy thought it best if they listened to him and turned to run. They had barely gone five feet when two more Brooklyn newsies appeared out of nowhere.
"An wheah do yous tink yous goin?" A burly kid asked. He was about five foot ten and had shimmering green eyes that hinted of danger, while his companion was about five foot seven with almost black colored eyes.
Clatter and Windy spun back around to run in the other direction but were grabbed from behind by the two Brooklyn boys.
Clatter felt the green boy's hands grip around her arms tightly, pinning them to her sides and holding her in place so she couldn't turn around. She felt him lower his head to her ear as he breathed on her neck "Hey there dollface…" he hissed and started kissing her neck right, when Clatter went into a rage. She slammed her head back hitting him in the forehead while she stomped her heal down on his foot and wrenched her arms out of his grip, elbowing him in the stomach. She spun around and punched him in the eye and then, placing her hands on his shoulders, shoved him hard to the ground. She had to say that his face revealed how stunned he was. She stood over him and placed her foot on his stomach, digging in her heal "Nevah, EVER call me dollface!"
Windy laughed at Clatter's rage but then went into one of her own when the boy who was holding her inched a hand off her arms down to her thigh. She did the same as Clatter, stomping down her heal and elbowing him in the stomach, then turned around and kneed him in the groin. He fell to the ground and curled up from the pain as she stood over him too and laughed "That'll teach ya ta do that ta a lady."
Everyone that was in the alley stopped and watched the two girls fight. They had never seen two girls fight before, and these girls were fighting some of Brooklyn's best newsies, and they had just won. "What da hell! Brooklyn, move out!" Spot said as he got up off of Jack and made one last blow to his stomach. All of Brooklyn ran out of the alley towards the Brooklyn bridge, but before they were out of ear shot Spot turned around "We'll be back Cowboy, an yous won't have yer goyls ta help!!" He then turned around and jogged to catch up with his boys. Windy huh?Well she sure can fight…she's real hot too…wait, what am I's saying?! She just beat up two a yer best boys!
Jack, Race, and the rest of the Manhattan newsies stood and stared at Clatter and Windy who stood and stared back at them from the alley's entrence.
"What?! Yous nevah seen goyls fight befoah?!" Clatter asked trying to break the silence.
"Actually, no." Jack said as he bent over Blink and Mush. He turned them over to judge the damage.
"Well, I told you you didn't want a taste of Chicago." Windy said as she hid her smile that was blooming on the inside. This was just too funny. All of the boys were standing there, open mouthed, trying to figure out what the hell had just happened.
Jack concluded that Blink and Mush would
be ok "Dey're gonna be fine, dey's jist need some bandages an' rest an' dey'sll
be good as new. Come on Race, help me carry Blink back, Slider an' Task, carry
Mush back." And with that the four Manhattan newsies carried Blink and Mush
back to the lodging house, Windy and Clatter trailing behind them.