A/N-I have good news! I think that there's only gonna be like 10 more
chapters to this story. I know that sounds like a lot but that's good news
for me because I can actually see the end of this story in the near future
and it will be my first fan fic I will have ever finished. Go me!!! So
right now I'm totally stoked because 1-I just finished watching the X
Games, although I was a little pissed that Shaun White didn't compete cause
he kicks ass but Fisher kicked ass too and 2-I think I'm gonna actually
finish a fan fic! So, keep the encouragement coming! It'll make me want
to finish this(not that I already don't but you get the picture). So, here
it comes. . .
CHAPTER NINE: TIBBY'S
"So" Aurora questioned, as she and Spot crossed over the Brooklyn bridge, after they had stopped by the warehouse so that Aurora might deposit her possessions. "Tell me why we'ah goin ta Manhattan?"
"So we can eat" Spot replied in a manner that made it seem like the answer should have been obvious.
"I know dat" Aurora rolled her eyes. But why not eat somewheah in Brooklyn. Why ah you'se draggin me all da way ta Manhattan jus foah some food?"
"It's not jus foah food" Spot confessed. "I gots friends, othah newsies, in Manhattan and I normally eat wit dem."
"So I'm jus extra baggage?"
"Basically" Spot smirked and then ducked as Aurora took a playfully wild swing at his head.
"You'se ah such an ass" Aurora growled in a playful manner. "I can't wait til I humilate you'se when I win da bet" Spot just smiled to himself, knowing that right now he was winning, and possibly by ten-ish tonight, he would know everything and he would be able to win.
"You go ahead and think dat" Spot replied eventually, as he turned a corner. After they passed a few shops they came to a diner named Tibby's, and Spot pulled the door open for Aurora.
"I can open my own doors" she hissed at him as she walked through. Spot sighed and followed her in, glad to see the familiar faces of the Manhattan newsies, even if they were all staring at Aurora. "Have dese guys nevah seen a goil befoah?" she whispered again to Spot. He laughed and turned to a booth where a young man with a cowboy hat and a red bandanna was sitting.
"Hey theah Jacky-boy" Spot said, spitting in his hand.
"Heya Spot" Jack replied, doing likewise. He then looked up at Aurora, who was giving him a look that didn't make him feel completely comfortable. "New goil?"
"Her?" Spot let out a laugh. "Nah."
"Prospective girl?" asked a boy with bright blue eyes and curlyish brown hair, who was sitting across from Jack.
"Not in dis lifetime" Aurora sneered, squeezing into the booth next to the boy who had spoken. Spot pulled up a chair.
"Dis heah is Aurora" Spot began. "Or Bandit" Aurora shot Spot a look of confusion and he only grinned.
"Jack" said Jack. "Or Cowboy if ya prefer and sat's Davey" he motioned to the boy sitting next to her. Aurora nodded her head.
"So, what are you doing in these parts?" Davey asked her.
"Scoutin possible customahs" Aurora replied, her eyes twinkling.
"Oh?" asked Jack. "Yoah not a newsie?"
"Do I look like a newsie?" Aurora sneered at him, in demeaning manner towards newsies.
"Den what do you'se do?" he asked, in an equally haughty manner.
"I'm. . ."
"Nothin of interest" Spot cut in, glaring at Aurora in a way that was meant to warn her, and it almost did.
"So why's she with you Spot?" Davey asked.
"We did business" Spot replied truthfully, although Jack got the wrong impression.
"Oh, so dat's how it is" he grinned and Aurora rolled her eyes.
"Jack" she said huskily, leaning across the table towards him. "I'd love ta do business wit you'se. I think you've got something dat's of interest ta me" she eyes his hat, but Jack didn't notice, still taking it in the wrong way. Spot pushed Aurora back into her seat.
"Will you'se stop it? Yoah not funny" he snapped, and her eyes sparkled, the corner of her lip twitched, but of course she didn't smile,
"Ya almost got me theah" she confessed, as Jack and Davey looked on in confusion.
"I don get it" Jack said, looking back and forth between the two Brooklynites.
"Jack. . ." Aurora began, in her normal voice. "I want yoah. . ."
"She wants yoah hat Jack" Spot finished in a flat tone and Aurora's eyes shifted guiltily.
"My what?" he asked in surprise.
"Your hat, I believe" Davey replied and Aurora nodded.
"Ya see Jack" she said in a matter-of-fact tone. "I'm not a newsie and I'm not a whore. I'm a thief."
"A thief?" Jack repeated.
"Yes, a thief" Spot said flatly. "And an annoyin one at dat."
"Then how exactly did you do business?" Davey asked thoughtfully.
"I stole his cane" Aurora said, a glimmer in her eyes.
"Den I caught her" Spot cut in, so as to clear up any suspicion that it was possible to steal from him.
"If I'm not mistaken" Aurora leaned in close to Spot. "You'se had ta send out yoah goons ta get it back from me, meanin you'se couldn't catch me yoahself. Now why might dat be?" Spot pushed her away with a glare and then he diverted his attention to Jack.
"I gots ta talk wit you'se" he said forcefully. Jack nodded, and the two leaders got up from the table and headed outside, leaving Aurora with Davey and the rest of the newsies.
"So you're a thief. . ." Davey prompted, no knowing what else to say. Aurora turned and looked at him, and indescribable look in her cold eyes that made Davey uncomfortable.
"Yeah. So what?" she snapped. "What's it to ya?"
"Nothing" Davey held up his hands in defense. "I didn't mean to offend you."
"Coise not" Aurora nodded. She looked Davey in the eyes, making him feel like she was reading his thoughts and in a way, she was. "Yoah not like da rest of da boys heah" she said bluntly.
"What. . . what makes you say that?" he stammered in surprise.
"Lack of street accent, good vocabulary" she picked at his vest. "Da clothes and yoah eyes."
"My eyes?" he asked, in confusion. But before Aurora could explain, Bill came up to them to take their orders and the conversation drifted away from that to food. Aurora and Davey sat, ate, and talked together for about ten minutes until Spot and Jack returned, both grinning, Spot in a way that Aurora didn't like.
"I'm headin back" Spot informed her as they approached the table. "Jack heah said yoah welcome ta stay with da Manhattan newsies foah da rest of da day."
"Dat' very considerate" Aurora replied, shooting Spot a look that said 'what are you up to now?' "But I'll come wit you'se Spot" she raised her eyebrows, daring him to challenge her.
"Fine" he said, to her surprise. "You'se can come. Although, I'm shoah what I need ta get done will bore you'se outta yoah mind."
"I'm jus keeping my eye on you'se" she said bluntly and Spot smirked. "Thank you'se foah da lovely conversation" she said, turning to Davey. "We should do it again sometime."
"Alright" Davey agreed as Aurora stood.
"Bye Jack" Spot said.
"Bye ya Spot" he replied. "Aurora" he said with a nod and a smile that confused and made her a little hesitant.
"Bye. . ." Aurora and Spot headed to the door and Aurora leaned toward Spot and whispered in his ear. "Whatevah yoah up ta Spot, I will find out."
"Shoah ya will" he hissed back, pushing the door open. "But by den it'll be too late" he walked through, not holding the door open for Aurora, so it almost closed on her face. She pushed it open with a scowl and glared at Spot, who was laughing.
"Jus ya wait Spot Conlon" she growled, as they headed to the bridge.
"I don have time ta wait" he smirked and Aurora knitted her brow in a cross between fury and confusion. This game was getting out of control.
CHAPTER NINE: TIBBY'S
"So" Aurora questioned, as she and Spot crossed over the Brooklyn bridge, after they had stopped by the warehouse so that Aurora might deposit her possessions. "Tell me why we'ah goin ta Manhattan?"
"So we can eat" Spot replied in a manner that made it seem like the answer should have been obvious.
"I know dat" Aurora rolled her eyes. But why not eat somewheah in Brooklyn. Why ah you'se draggin me all da way ta Manhattan jus foah some food?"
"It's not jus foah food" Spot confessed. "I gots friends, othah newsies, in Manhattan and I normally eat wit dem."
"So I'm jus extra baggage?"
"Basically" Spot smirked and then ducked as Aurora took a playfully wild swing at his head.
"You'se ah such an ass" Aurora growled in a playful manner. "I can't wait til I humilate you'se when I win da bet" Spot just smiled to himself, knowing that right now he was winning, and possibly by ten-ish tonight, he would know everything and he would be able to win.
"You go ahead and think dat" Spot replied eventually, as he turned a corner. After they passed a few shops they came to a diner named Tibby's, and Spot pulled the door open for Aurora.
"I can open my own doors" she hissed at him as she walked through. Spot sighed and followed her in, glad to see the familiar faces of the Manhattan newsies, even if they were all staring at Aurora. "Have dese guys nevah seen a goil befoah?" she whispered again to Spot. He laughed and turned to a booth where a young man with a cowboy hat and a red bandanna was sitting.
"Hey theah Jacky-boy" Spot said, spitting in his hand.
"Heya Spot" Jack replied, doing likewise. He then looked up at Aurora, who was giving him a look that didn't make him feel completely comfortable. "New goil?"
"Her?" Spot let out a laugh. "Nah."
"Prospective girl?" asked a boy with bright blue eyes and curlyish brown hair, who was sitting across from Jack.
"Not in dis lifetime" Aurora sneered, squeezing into the booth next to the boy who had spoken. Spot pulled up a chair.
"Dis heah is Aurora" Spot began. "Or Bandit" Aurora shot Spot a look of confusion and he only grinned.
"Jack" said Jack. "Or Cowboy if ya prefer and sat's Davey" he motioned to the boy sitting next to her. Aurora nodded her head.
"So, what are you doing in these parts?" Davey asked her.
"Scoutin possible customahs" Aurora replied, her eyes twinkling.
"Oh?" asked Jack. "Yoah not a newsie?"
"Do I look like a newsie?" Aurora sneered at him, in demeaning manner towards newsies.
"Den what do you'se do?" he asked, in an equally haughty manner.
"I'm. . ."
"Nothin of interest" Spot cut in, glaring at Aurora in a way that was meant to warn her, and it almost did.
"So why's she with you Spot?" Davey asked.
"We did business" Spot replied truthfully, although Jack got the wrong impression.
"Oh, so dat's how it is" he grinned and Aurora rolled her eyes.
"Jack" she said huskily, leaning across the table towards him. "I'd love ta do business wit you'se. I think you've got something dat's of interest ta me" she eyes his hat, but Jack didn't notice, still taking it in the wrong way. Spot pushed Aurora back into her seat.
"Will you'se stop it? Yoah not funny" he snapped, and her eyes sparkled, the corner of her lip twitched, but of course she didn't smile,
"Ya almost got me theah" she confessed, as Jack and Davey looked on in confusion.
"I don get it" Jack said, looking back and forth between the two Brooklynites.
"Jack. . ." Aurora began, in her normal voice. "I want yoah. . ."
"She wants yoah hat Jack" Spot finished in a flat tone and Aurora's eyes shifted guiltily.
"My what?" he asked in surprise.
"Your hat, I believe" Davey replied and Aurora nodded.
"Ya see Jack" she said in a matter-of-fact tone. "I'm not a newsie and I'm not a whore. I'm a thief."
"A thief?" Jack repeated.
"Yes, a thief" Spot said flatly. "And an annoyin one at dat."
"Then how exactly did you do business?" Davey asked thoughtfully.
"I stole his cane" Aurora said, a glimmer in her eyes.
"Den I caught her" Spot cut in, so as to clear up any suspicion that it was possible to steal from him.
"If I'm not mistaken" Aurora leaned in close to Spot. "You'se had ta send out yoah goons ta get it back from me, meanin you'se couldn't catch me yoahself. Now why might dat be?" Spot pushed her away with a glare and then he diverted his attention to Jack.
"I gots ta talk wit you'se" he said forcefully. Jack nodded, and the two leaders got up from the table and headed outside, leaving Aurora with Davey and the rest of the newsies.
"So you're a thief. . ." Davey prompted, no knowing what else to say. Aurora turned and looked at him, and indescribable look in her cold eyes that made Davey uncomfortable.
"Yeah. So what?" she snapped. "What's it to ya?"
"Nothing" Davey held up his hands in defense. "I didn't mean to offend you."
"Coise not" Aurora nodded. She looked Davey in the eyes, making him feel like she was reading his thoughts and in a way, she was. "Yoah not like da rest of da boys heah" she said bluntly.
"What. . . what makes you say that?" he stammered in surprise.
"Lack of street accent, good vocabulary" she picked at his vest. "Da clothes and yoah eyes."
"My eyes?" he asked, in confusion. But before Aurora could explain, Bill came up to them to take their orders and the conversation drifted away from that to food. Aurora and Davey sat, ate, and talked together for about ten minutes until Spot and Jack returned, both grinning, Spot in a way that Aurora didn't like.
"I'm headin back" Spot informed her as they approached the table. "Jack heah said yoah welcome ta stay with da Manhattan newsies foah da rest of da day."
"Dat' very considerate" Aurora replied, shooting Spot a look that said 'what are you up to now?' "But I'll come wit you'se Spot" she raised her eyebrows, daring him to challenge her.
"Fine" he said, to her surprise. "You'se can come. Although, I'm shoah what I need ta get done will bore you'se outta yoah mind."
"I'm jus keeping my eye on you'se" she said bluntly and Spot smirked. "Thank you'se foah da lovely conversation" she said, turning to Davey. "We should do it again sometime."
"Alright" Davey agreed as Aurora stood.
"Bye Jack" Spot said.
"Bye ya Spot" he replied. "Aurora" he said with a nod and a smile that confused and made her a little hesitant.
"Bye. . ." Aurora and Spot headed to the door and Aurora leaned toward Spot and whispered in his ear. "Whatevah yoah up ta Spot, I will find out."
"Shoah ya will" he hissed back, pushing the door open. "But by den it'll be too late" he walked through, not holding the door open for Aurora, so it almost closed on her face. She pushed it open with a scowl and glared at Spot, who was laughing.
"Jus ya wait Spot Conlon" she growled, as they headed to the bridge.
"I don have time ta wait" he smirked and Aurora knitted her brow in a cross between fury and confusion. This game was getting out of control.
