Chapter 4: Pyro and Mush
"So, you never told us where you goils where from..." Mush asked Pyro on their way up the street.
"Uhhh... Uhhh..." she stammered, suddenly very tense. What should she tell him? What COULD she tell him? "Uhhh... Trenton!"
"Where's that?" Mush asked questioningly, knowing so little about US geography.
"In New Jersey. It's ummm... that way!" she exclaimed, pointing in a random direction, "To the south of New York."
"Oh..." Mush said, letting himself drift off in a daydream about Pyro.
"I want to thank you for catching me this afternoon," Pyro said, "I could've been killed, or at least knocked unconscious." They stepped off the sidewalk and into the street. Mush stepped up onto the opposing curb and offered his hand to help Pyro up. He pulled her up a little too fast and she fell against him. Mush hugged her close and sniffed in the sweet scent of her hair. He sighed in ecstasy.
Mush had just worked up his courage and was going to kiss her when she felt something warm running down here ankle and into her shoe. Pyro pulled away for a split second to look. She saw that she had gotten a small cut directly above the bone.
"Uh-oh," Mush said drastically.
"It's not that bad," Pyro reassured him, reaching down to wipe off the excess blood.
"NO, I think we'se should go back ta da lodgin' house so'se I can clean ya'se up," he said pulling her up before she could.
"Okay," Pyro shrugged, SHE didn't mind the idea of her beloved Mush 'taking care' of her. She stepped off the curb, limped across the alleyway, then sat down on the opposite sidewalk and rubbed her ankle. "Owww... That hurt more than I thought!" Mush scooped her up in his strong arms and began carrying her back to Newsies Square. Feeling more and more comfortable with him each minute, she wrapped her arms around him, laid her head on his shoulder and closed her eyes.
Upon reaching the lodging house, Mush took her upstairs, found some bandages, and began to wrap her ankle. When he finished, he looked up at her and smiled.
"Much better," she cooed, smiling back.
"Let's go up on da roof," Mush suggested, pulling her to her feet. "Whoa.." Pyro wobbled a little.
"Sorry!" Mush said quickly, blushing with embarrassment.
"It's okay!" she steadied herself, and gave him a peck on the cheek that made his head spin. They walked upstairs to the roof, Pyro with her eyes closed, and Mush, leading her carefully up, up, up.
"I got's a surprise for ya," he whispered in her ear, opening a door and leading her outside, "Almost ready," he said, taking her a little farther, "Okay, open ya eyes," Pyro opened her eyes to the most beautiful sunset she had ever seen.
"It's beautiful!" she gasped.
"So're you," Mush whispered shyly, walking over to Pyro, wrapping his arms around her from behind and rocking her from side to side.
"Thanks," she sighed in contentment as he leaned down and kissed her on the cheek. 'I think this is the beginning of a beautiful relationship,' she thought.
Together, they walked over to the ledge over-looking the square and sat down. Pyro leaned back against Mush, only to find that there was no Mush at all! She wobbled, screamed, and started to topple over the side of the building. And would have if it weren't for the extremely handsome boy that grabbed her, and pulled her back up. Mush hugged her in close, smoothing her hair. Pyro looked up to thank him, but their eyes met and held for longer than she had expected. She looked away, embarrassed, cleared her throat, and began to speak.
"You sure have a knack for saving people," Pyro chuckled half-heartedly.
"'specially, if dat poisin is as beautiful as you," Mush said.
"You don't mean that!" she injected.
"Yes, I do. So how'd ya get your naym? Pyro, I mean," he said, trying to change the subject.
"Well my friends say that I do stuff with such a fire and passion that I'm a kind of pyromanic, and the name just kinda stuck,"
"Really?" Mush grinned, raising and eyebrows. He wrapped his arms around her waist and kissed her. Pyro kissed him back, more deeply and passionately then he had ever thought possible. Finally, they came up for air. "You're right," he said, "You are very passionate!"
"You.!" she screamed and began to tickle him. They fell to the floor, both laughing hysterically.
"So, you never told us where you goils where from..." Mush asked Pyro on their way up the street.
"Uhhh... Uhhh..." she stammered, suddenly very tense. What should she tell him? What COULD she tell him? "Uhhh... Trenton!"
"Where's that?" Mush asked questioningly, knowing so little about US geography.
"In New Jersey. It's ummm... that way!" she exclaimed, pointing in a random direction, "To the south of New York."
"Oh..." Mush said, letting himself drift off in a daydream about Pyro.
"I want to thank you for catching me this afternoon," Pyro said, "I could've been killed, or at least knocked unconscious." They stepped off the sidewalk and into the street. Mush stepped up onto the opposing curb and offered his hand to help Pyro up. He pulled her up a little too fast and she fell against him. Mush hugged her close and sniffed in the sweet scent of her hair. He sighed in ecstasy.
Mush had just worked up his courage and was going to kiss her when she felt something warm running down here ankle and into her shoe. Pyro pulled away for a split second to look. She saw that she had gotten a small cut directly above the bone.
"Uh-oh," Mush said drastically.
"It's not that bad," Pyro reassured him, reaching down to wipe off the excess blood.
"NO, I think we'se should go back ta da lodgin' house so'se I can clean ya'se up," he said pulling her up before she could.
"Okay," Pyro shrugged, SHE didn't mind the idea of her beloved Mush 'taking care' of her. She stepped off the curb, limped across the alleyway, then sat down on the opposite sidewalk and rubbed her ankle. "Owww... That hurt more than I thought!" Mush scooped her up in his strong arms and began carrying her back to Newsies Square. Feeling more and more comfortable with him each minute, she wrapped her arms around him, laid her head on his shoulder and closed her eyes.
Upon reaching the lodging house, Mush took her upstairs, found some bandages, and began to wrap her ankle. When he finished, he looked up at her and smiled.
"Much better," she cooed, smiling back.
"Let's go up on da roof," Mush suggested, pulling her to her feet. "Whoa.." Pyro wobbled a little.
"Sorry!" Mush said quickly, blushing with embarrassment.
"It's okay!" she steadied herself, and gave him a peck on the cheek that made his head spin. They walked upstairs to the roof, Pyro with her eyes closed, and Mush, leading her carefully up, up, up.
"I got's a surprise for ya," he whispered in her ear, opening a door and leading her outside, "Almost ready," he said, taking her a little farther, "Okay, open ya eyes," Pyro opened her eyes to the most beautiful sunset she had ever seen.
"It's beautiful!" she gasped.
"So're you," Mush whispered shyly, walking over to Pyro, wrapping his arms around her from behind and rocking her from side to side.
"Thanks," she sighed in contentment as he leaned down and kissed her on the cheek. 'I think this is the beginning of a beautiful relationship,' she thought.
Together, they walked over to the ledge over-looking the square and sat down. Pyro leaned back against Mush, only to find that there was no Mush at all! She wobbled, screamed, and started to topple over the side of the building. And would have if it weren't for the extremely handsome boy that grabbed her, and pulled her back up. Mush hugged her in close, smoothing her hair. Pyro looked up to thank him, but their eyes met and held for longer than she had expected. She looked away, embarrassed, cleared her throat, and began to speak.
"You sure have a knack for saving people," Pyro chuckled half-heartedly.
"'specially, if dat poisin is as beautiful as you," Mush said.
"You don't mean that!" she injected.
"Yes, I do. So how'd ya get your naym? Pyro, I mean," he said, trying to change the subject.
"Well my friends say that I do stuff with such a fire and passion that I'm a kind of pyromanic, and the name just kinda stuck,"
"Really?" Mush grinned, raising and eyebrows. He wrapped his arms around her waist and kissed her. Pyro kissed him back, more deeply and passionately then he had ever thought possible. Finally, they came up for air. "You're right," he said, "You are very passionate!"
"You.!" she screamed and began to tickle him. They fell to the floor, both laughing hysterically.