Disclaimer: I don't own Newsies, I don't claim to, and so on and so forth.
But yeah, Newsies belongs to Disney, Fantasy and the Chicago newsies belong
to me, and the rest belong to themselves.
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The six newsies were having a great time. They had forgotten all about their anger that morning, and were becoming, well, there's no other way to put it: friends. Rave had gotten past everything just because of the fact that Maggie was friends with the Chicago newsies. And the reason was the same for Sky. They stayed at the restaurant long after they had finished eating, getting to know each other, and not noticing what time it was.
"We'se got two lodgin' houses... one for da boys and one for da goils." Fantasy said.
"Well, you saw our lodging house. We have one." Hope said.
"Yeah, but it's BIG!" Fantasy said. "Ours ain't even half dat size!"
"Most of it is the warehouse at the bottom." Sky complained.
"Ya live in a warehouse?" Rave asked, not having seen it the day before.
"Well, on top of it." Sky said.
"Ay, but it's not used anymore." Brogue said.
"At least it's by da watah." Atlantic said.
"You like the water?" Sky asked.
"It's bettah than bein' smushed between two othah buildin's." Atlantic said.
"Yeah, well, we're pretty much off by ourselves." Sky said. "Not many people want to get near us."
They were all silent for a moment, but then Sky spoke again. "You know, until today, I blamed you for all of this."
"Wow, really? Wouldn't 'a noticed." Rave said, smiling.
Sky laughed. "Alright, so you knew that already. But I don't anymore."
"And neither do we." Hope said, speaking for both her and Brogue.
The three other girls smiled.
"Thanks." Fantasy said. "I hope everyone else stopped fightin'..."
"We'll see soon enough!" Hope said. "The night papers start selling in a minute!"
Everyone turned to look at the clock.
"Shoot, we've gotta go! Come on!" Sky shouted. Everyone jumped up. Maggie came out of the back at that moment and was surprised to see them in such a hurry.
"What's wrong?" she asked.
"We gotta go sell." Atlantic said.
"Bye, Maggie! We'll come by tomorrow!" Sky said, rushing out the door. The rest followed.
"It was good seein' ya again, Maggie!" Rave said, and then ran out after the rest. "So, how far are we?"
"It'll take us almost ten minutes to get there!" Hope said.
Fantasy groaned. "Ten minutes?"
"We better run." Brogue said. "I'd like to see how everyone's day was, ye know."
"Well, you know da way." Rave said, and they set off at a run, dodging everything from carriages and people to birds and boxes. When they finally reached the Distribution Center, they were all out of breath, but had gotten there just in time. It looked like they weren't the only ones late; the gate was just opening.
"Good, we made it." Hope said.
"Look, dere's Jack!" Atlantic said, pointing over to the left.
"And Cricket..." Sky said, a little less enthusiastically. Cricket was standing across from Jack, and from what he could see, neither looked happy. "Come on, let's see what this is about."
The six of them walked over, close enough to hear.
"What are you playin' at?" Jack yelled.
"What do you mean, what am I playing at?" Cricket shouted back. "You've no right to just come here and say that!"
"I do have a right! Jus' so happen dat YOUR mayor had us come heah!" Jack yelled. "It wasn't our idea!"
"We don't want you here, go home!" Cow shouted.
"Yeah, well, dere's nothin' you can do about us. We're heah for a week, whethah you like it or not." Jack said, smirking.
"Well, we DON'T like it!" Song shouted.
"Very clevah, Song." Racetrack said, laughing.
"Leave her alone." Cow said, extremely angry.
"Leave HIM alone!" Spot shouted, stepping up next to Jack.
"Aww, so you need someone else to stick up for you, is that it?" Cow said.
"Ah, his lover, that is." Claddagh said, smiling.
"You WHORE!" Spot shouted. Jack and David grabbed onto him to keep him from hurting her.
Back in the group of six, Brogue closed his eyes and bit his lip. He took that to heart... his sister was not a whore. Far from it.
Claddagh, on the other hand, was still smiling. "Oh, lad. As my mum used to say 'Sticks and stones make break bones, but names 'ill never hurt thee.'"
Cow looked like he was ready to kill Spot or any of the other New York newsies, but he didn't. Cricket stepped forward now, so he was in front of all the Chicago newsies. It was a rare thing to see the pure hatred in his eyes as he addressed Jack.
"You come here, and expect us to worship you. I can't stand it anymore! I let you say things about my friends all day, but I'm not anymore. From now on, if any one of my newsies feels like fighting, I'll let them." Cricket said. Some of the younger newsies, on both sides, looked at him in awe. Something about the way he said that, and how he was standing, showed how... well, IMPORTANT he looked, with all his newsies standing behind him. Looking at the New York newsies was much the same; both sides had fierce loyalty to one another and their appointed leaders, and one bad thing said about any of them was like saying something about all of them.
Jack let go of Spot, who had stopped struggling and instead had changed to glaring. "Den let 'em. I'll do the same. Ya know what dis means, right?" Jack asked.
"This means war. You watch out for your newsies, Jack. I assume you know how this works?" Cricket asked coldly.
"Yeah. Watch out for all da little ones. We ain't sparin' no one." Jack turned around, gerturing for the newsies to follow him. Instead of going through the gates, they all walked back in the direction of the hotel. Cricket and the Chicago newsies still stood there, watching them pass. When they had gone, he turned around.
"We need to go to the Lodging House. We'll sell tomorrow morning, but right now we need a plan." The Chicago newsies nodded, and they all turned and followed Cricket back to their lodging house.
Sky slowly turned around and faced the other five. "Oh, shit." He said.
"What are we gonna do?" Hope asked.
"I can't believe dis! And aftah we got ta know you..." Fantasy trailed off, staring in the direction the New Yorkers had gone. "I can't fight ya!"
"Well, we aren't going to fight each other!" Sky said. "We'll stop them from fighting."
"And how do we do dat?" Atlantic asked. She sat down on the curb, thinking.
"We'll think 'o something." Brogue said.
"Like what? 'Jack, dey ain't bad. Stop fightin' 'em, and everything will be ok.' Well, dat ain't gonna work." Rave said.
"You're not going to join in, are?" Hope asked Rave.
"No, I'se not gonna join dat war." Rave said. Then her eyes widened. "Dat's it! We'll ALL join in!"
"WHAT are you talking about?" Sky asked.
"We can't have dem all knowing we're fightin' against 'em, so we'll pretend ta join in. It'll be like a conspiracy."
"Wow, big word." Fantasy said.
Rave laughed. "We'll plot against 'em. We'll find out what Jack's gonna do, dey'll find out what Cricket's gonna do, and we'll figure out a way ta stop it, before someone gets killed."
Fantasy gulped. "Killed?"
Brogue looked away sadly. "Never been part o' a war, have ye?" Fantasy shook her head. "It's not anythin' to be proud of."
"Don't worry about it, no one will get killed, if we do this right." Sky said. "It's a good idea."
"Thank you." Rave said.
Sky rolled his eyes. "Meet at Donavan's tomorrow for lunch, we'll go over everything we find out, ok? We should get going now, before they notice we're not there."
Rave nodded. "We'll meet you there, then."
Fantasy helped Atlantic up and they walked toward the hotel, and for Fantasy, the trip took too short of a time. She didn't want to be part of a war, or spying on her friends. She sighed, because she knew there was nothing else she could do. They stopped in front of Jack's door, where everyone's voices were coming from.
"Ready?" Rave asked, and then knocked on the door. _________________________________________
I'M FINALLY AT THE GOOD PART!!! AHH!! Lol. I hope you liked this chapter. It does kinda go fast, I know that (like how they become friends in such a short time). But anyway, I decided to write a chapter every weekend. The next chapters will be good!! We're finally getting to the part I planned out!! Hehehe. Please review!!
The six newsies were having a great time. They had forgotten all about their anger that morning, and were becoming, well, there's no other way to put it: friends. Rave had gotten past everything just because of the fact that Maggie was friends with the Chicago newsies. And the reason was the same for Sky. They stayed at the restaurant long after they had finished eating, getting to know each other, and not noticing what time it was.
"We'se got two lodgin' houses... one for da boys and one for da goils." Fantasy said.
"Well, you saw our lodging house. We have one." Hope said.
"Yeah, but it's BIG!" Fantasy said. "Ours ain't even half dat size!"
"Most of it is the warehouse at the bottom." Sky complained.
"Ya live in a warehouse?" Rave asked, not having seen it the day before.
"Well, on top of it." Sky said.
"Ay, but it's not used anymore." Brogue said.
"At least it's by da watah." Atlantic said.
"You like the water?" Sky asked.
"It's bettah than bein' smushed between two othah buildin's." Atlantic said.
"Yeah, well, we're pretty much off by ourselves." Sky said. "Not many people want to get near us."
They were all silent for a moment, but then Sky spoke again. "You know, until today, I blamed you for all of this."
"Wow, really? Wouldn't 'a noticed." Rave said, smiling.
Sky laughed. "Alright, so you knew that already. But I don't anymore."
"And neither do we." Hope said, speaking for both her and Brogue.
The three other girls smiled.
"Thanks." Fantasy said. "I hope everyone else stopped fightin'..."
"We'll see soon enough!" Hope said. "The night papers start selling in a minute!"
Everyone turned to look at the clock.
"Shoot, we've gotta go! Come on!" Sky shouted. Everyone jumped up. Maggie came out of the back at that moment and was surprised to see them in such a hurry.
"What's wrong?" she asked.
"We gotta go sell." Atlantic said.
"Bye, Maggie! We'll come by tomorrow!" Sky said, rushing out the door. The rest followed.
"It was good seein' ya again, Maggie!" Rave said, and then ran out after the rest. "So, how far are we?"
"It'll take us almost ten minutes to get there!" Hope said.
Fantasy groaned. "Ten minutes?"
"We better run." Brogue said. "I'd like to see how everyone's day was, ye know."
"Well, you know da way." Rave said, and they set off at a run, dodging everything from carriages and people to birds and boxes. When they finally reached the Distribution Center, they were all out of breath, but had gotten there just in time. It looked like they weren't the only ones late; the gate was just opening.
"Good, we made it." Hope said.
"Look, dere's Jack!" Atlantic said, pointing over to the left.
"And Cricket..." Sky said, a little less enthusiastically. Cricket was standing across from Jack, and from what he could see, neither looked happy. "Come on, let's see what this is about."
The six of them walked over, close enough to hear.
"What are you playin' at?" Jack yelled.
"What do you mean, what am I playing at?" Cricket shouted back. "You've no right to just come here and say that!"
"I do have a right! Jus' so happen dat YOUR mayor had us come heah!" Jack yelled. "It wasn't our idea!"
"We don't want you here, go home!" Cow shouted.
"Yeah, well, dere's nothin' you can do about us. We're heah for a week, whethah you like it or not." Jack said, smirking.
"Well, we DON'T like it!" Song shouted.
"Very clevah, Song." Racetrack said, laughing.
"Leave her alone." Cow said, extremely angry.
"Leave HIM alone!" Spot shouted, stepping up next to Jack.
"Aww, so you need someone else to stick up for you, is that it?" Cow said.
"Ah, his lover, that is." Claddagh said, smiling.
"You WHORE!" Spot shouted. Jack and David grabbed onto him to keep him from hurting her.
Back in the group of six, Brogue closed his eyes and bit his lip. He took that to heart... his sister was not a whore. Far from it.
Claddagh, on the other hand, was still smiling. "Oh, lad. As my mum used to say 'Sticks and stones make break bones, but names 'ill never hurt thee.'"
Cow looked like he was ready to kill Spot or any of the other New York newsies, but he didn't. Cricket stepped forward now, so he was in front of all the Chicago newsies. It was a rare thing to see the pure hatred in his eyes as he addressed Jack.
"You come here, and expect us to worship you. I can't stand it anymore! I let you say things about my friends all day, but I'm not anymore. From now on, if any one of my newsies feels like fighting, I'll let them." Cricket said. Some of the younger newsies, on both sides, looked at him in awe. Something about the way he said that, and how he was standing, showed how... well, IMPORTANT he looked, with all his newsies standing behind him. Looking at the New York newsies was much the same; both sides had fierce loyalty to one another and their appointed leaders, and one bad thing said about any of them was like saying something about all of them.
Jack let go of Spot, who had stopped struggling and instead had changed to glaring. "Den let 'em. I'll do the same. Ya know what dis means, right?" Jack asked.
"This means war. You watch out for your newsies, Jack. I assume you know how this works?" Cricket asked coldly.
"Yeah. Watch out for all da little ones. We ain't sparin' no one." Jack turned around, gerturing for the newsies to follow him. Instead of going through the gates, they all walked back in the direction of the hotel. Cricket and the Chicago newsies still stood there, watching them pass. When they had gone, he turned around.
"We need to go to the Lodging House. We'll sell tomorrow morning, but right now we need a plan." The Chicago newsies nodded, and they all turned and followed Cricket back to their lodging house.
Sky slowly turned around and faced the other five. "Oh, shit." He said.
"What are we gonna do?" Hope asked.
"I can't believe dis! And aftah we got ta know you..." Fantasy trailed off, staring in the direction the New Yorkers had gone. "I can't fight ya!"
"Well, we aren't going to fight each other!" Sky said. "We'll stop them from fighting."
"And how do we do dat?" Atlantic asked. She sat down on the curb, thinking.
"We'll think 'o something." Brogue said.
"Like what? 'Jack, dey ain't bad. Stop fightin' 'em, and everything will be ok.' Well, dat ain't gonna work." Rave said.
"You're not going to join in, are?" Hope asked Rave.
"No, I'se not gonna join dat war." Rave said. Then her eyes widened. "Dat's it! We'll ALL join in!"
"WHAT are you talking about?" Sky asked.
"We can't have dem all knowing we're fightin' against 'em, so we'll pretend ta join in. It'll be like a conspiracy."
"Wow, big word." Fantasy said.
Rave laughed. "We'll plot against 'em. We'll find out what Jack's gonna do, dey'll find out what Cricket's gonna do, and we'll figure out a way ta stop it, before someone gets killed."
Fantasy gulped. "Killed?"
Brogue looked away sadly. "Never been part o' a war, have ye?" Fantasy shook her head. "It's not anythin' to be proud of."
"Don't worry about it, no one will get killed, if we do this right." Sky said. "It's a good idea."
"Thank you." Rave said.
Sky rolled his eyes. "Meet at Donavan's tomorrow for lunch, we'll go over everything we find out, ok? We should get going now, before they notice we're not there."
Rave nodded. "We'll meet you there, then."
Fantasy helped Atlantic up and they walked toward the hotel, and for Fantasy, the trip took too short of a time. She didn't want to be part of a war, or spying on her friends. She sighed, because she knew there was nothing else she could do. They stopped in front of Jack's door, where everyone's voices were coming from.
"Ready?" Rave asked, and then knocked on the door. _________________________________________
I'M FINALLY AT THE GOOD PART!!! AHH!! Lol. I hope you liked this chapter. It does kinda go fast, I know that (like how they become friends in such a short time). But anyway, I decided to write a chapter every weekend. The next chapters will be good!! We're finally getting to the part I planned out!! Hehehe. Please review!!