Hey! Here's chappie 3! Hehe. Wow that rhymed lol. Sorry, I'm really hyper
rite now lol. Thanks sooo much 2 reviewers:
Twig: yay! U reviewed again! I know, we could make this soo confusing lol
BitterSweet: coincidences r fun hehe. Glad u like it!
Oh ya, I almost forgot the disclaimer: ok. If u haven't gotten the picture that we don't own (wish we did) but do not own Newsies, then... I dunno. Thas ur problem lol
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3. Carryin' the Banner
"A WEEK OR SO?!" Spot yelled. "What am I supposed to do till then?"
Jack looked at Spot. "Sell papes."
We all stared at him in disbelief. "Us?" I asked, "Sell papes?"
He grinned. "Dis is da Newsies Lodging House, ain't it? You stay 'ere, you gotta sell papes."
"Yeah, I'll sell papes as much as you want me to," our Blink said, "long as I can get some new clothes."
"Deal. It's free your foist night, but ev'ry night afta' dat is six cents," Jack said, then, "Mush go get dees goils some clothes."
"Me? Why?"
"Cause you seem to be the only one fully awake heya."
Mush finally left the room pouting and muttering, "Mush, do dis. Mush, do dat. Mush, why'd you bring a goil home? Mush, what'd you do dis time?."
Meanwhile, Blink and Blink were.um. getting to know each other.
Otherwise known as shameless flirting. I rolled my eyes. That was just like her. Me and the other Race were just talking. No flirting for me. *Hehe* of course not.
Spot however, was sitting there, staring at Jack, and trying to extract more information about the other Spot. I watched as I talked to RaceTrack.
"So." Spot said, "What's he like?"
"I told ya already, we're goin' in a week or so."
"Will ya just tell me already?! I'm kinda cranky as it is."
Jack leaned back in surprise. "We ain't used ta goils bein' like this. all feisty and stuff. Where ya from, anyway?"
"Um. June 1, 2002. Arizona. At least that's where we were yesterday."
"Ahhhhhh. I see. that explains it," He said sarcastically. He clearly didn't have any idea what she was talking about. No wonder either; Arizona wasn't a US state yet, and 2002 was 103 years in the future (we had found out that it was the same days and months and stuff, just different dates, so if June 1st was on a Saturday for us, it was on a Thursday for them but the year was 1899.
Mush came back in then, with clothes. He was still muttering. "Here's yer clothes," he dumped them on the bed.
"Yay!" Blink yelled, "I can get out of this stinkin' dress!"
"Hey, guys, ten minutes are prob'ly up, so we'll meet you down the stairs. I guess we'll sing tomorrow." he started out the door, looked over at everyone, and added "Hey Race, you shaved yet?"
"Well let's see." he said sarcastically, "I chased Skittery down da stairs ta get dat danged towel, she fell into me then dragged me up here, we talked forever, so. no. I didn't."
They all left, and we got dressed. Although I don't know which was worse: wearing those terrible clothes, or having to listen to Spot complain about the pink shirt she had to wear. Eventually she just raided someone's clothes and traded it in for a blue one.
On the way to the newspaper station to get our papes, Jack started describing Spot, to Spot (we still confuse ourselves with who's who!).
"Well, let's see." Jack started, "He's tall, great sense of humor, great hair, y' know, da dark and handsome type? He's the sweetest guy around, you ask him ta do sumthin' and he just goes and does it. No questions asked."
During this whole thing, Spot was too caught up in the description to notice that behind her, me, Blink, and all the other newsies were laughing.
Their Race and KidBlink were making jokes. Race said: "Yeah. Spot's great. He really is a. I dunno a spot?"
"Yeah," KidBlink said, "People like him don't come along often. You might say they're in short supply."
Race added, "As in SHORT."
All the rest of the newsies cracked up, and Jack tried to keep a straight face, so our Spot wouldn't notice.
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How was this chappie? Good? Bad? Sorry it was kinda short, but oh well. Let me know wut u think about it by clicking the lil purple button, and magically, a little "review" window will appear! Wow! Ain't that amazing. Like I said earlier, I'm hyper. LoL. Ok, I have now uploaded everything that we have written without having to skip parts, so I might not update 4 a while, cuz itz kinda hard 4 all of us 2 get together to write. Also, if u review let me know if u think we should include the songs, cuz we do in our copy of the story on Word. Anyway. review! Thanks ppl!
~Vix
Twig: yay! U reviewed again! I know, we could make this soo confusing lol
BitterSweet: coincidences r fun hehe. Glad u like it!
Oh ya, I almost forgot the disclaimer: ok. If u haven't gotten the picture that we don't own (wish we did) but do not own Newsies, then... I dunno. Thas ur problem lol
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3. Carryin' the Banner
"A WEEK OR SO?!" Spot yelled. "What am I supposed to do till then?"
Jack looked at Spot. "Sell papes."
We all stared at him in disbelief. "Us?" I asked, "Sell papes?"
He grinned. "Dis is da Newsies Lodging House, ain't it? You stay 'ere, you gotta sell papes."
"Yeah, I'll sell papes as much as you want me to," our Blink said, "long as I can get some new clothes."
"Deal. It's free your foist night, but ev'ry night afta' dat is six cents," Jack said, then, "Mush go get dees goils some clothes."
"Me? Why?"
"Cause you seem to be the only one fully awake heya."
Mush finally left the room pouting and muttering, "Mush, do dis. Mush, do dat. Mush, why'd you bring a goil home? Mush, what'd you do dis time?."
Meanwhile, Blink and Blink were.um. getting to know each other.
Otherwise known as shameless flirting. I rolled my eyes. That was just like her. Me and the other Race were just talking. No flirting for me. *Hehe* of course not.
Spot however, was sitting there, staring at Jack, and trying to extract more information about the other Spot. I watched as I talked to RaceTrack.
"So." Spot said, "What's he like?"
"I told ya already, we're goin' in a week or so."
"Will ya just tell me already?! I'm kinda cranky as it is."
Jack leaned back in surprise. "We ain't used ta goils bein' like this. all feisty and stuff. Where ya from, anyway?"
"Um. June 1, 2002. Arizona. At least that's where we were yesterday."
"Ahhhhhh. I see. that explains it," He said sarcastically. He clearly didn't have any idea what she was talking about. No wonder either; Arizona wasn't a US state yet, and 2002 was 103 years in the future (we had found out that it was the same days and months and stuff, just different dates, so if June 1st was on a Saturday for us, it was on a Thursday for them but the year was 1899.
Mush came back in then, with clothes. He was still muttering. "Here's yer clothes," he dumped them on the bed.
"Yay!" Blink yelled, "I can get out of this stinkin' dress!"
"Hey, guys, ten minutes are prob'ly up, so we'll meet you down the stairs. I guess we'll sing tomorrow." he started out the door, looked over at everyone, and added "Hey Race, you shaved yet?"
"Well let's see." he said sarcastically, "I chased Skittery down da stairs ta get dat danged towel, she fell into me then dragged me up here, we talked forever, so. no. I didn't."
They all left, and we got dressed. Although I don't know which was worse: wearing those terrible clothes, or having to listen to Spot complain about the pink shirt she had to wear. Eventually she just raided someone's clothes and traded it in for a blue one.
On the way to the newspaper station to get our papes, Jack started describing Spot, to Spot (we still confuse ourselves with who's who!).
"Well, let's see." Jack started, "He's tall, great sense of humor, great hair, y' know, da dark and handsome type? He's the sweetest guy around, you ask him ta do sumthin' and he just goes and does it. No questions asked."
During this whole thing, Spot was too caught up in the description to notice that behind her, me, Blink, and all the other newsies were laughing.
Their Race and KidBlink were making jokes. Race said: "Yeah. Spot's great. He really is a. I dunno a spot?"
"Yeah," KidBlink said, "People like him don't come along often. You might say they're in short supply."
Race added, "As in SHORT."
All the rest of the newsies cracked up, and Jack tried to keep a straight face, so our Spot wouldn't notice.
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How was this chappie? Good? Bad? Sorry it was kinda short, but oh well. Let me know wut u think about it by clicking the lil purple button, and magically, a little "review" window will appear! Wow! Ain't that amazing. Like I said earlier, I'm hyper. LoL. Ok, I have now uploaded everything that we have written without having to skip parts, so I might not update 4 a while, cuz itz kinda hard 4 all of us 2 get together to write. Also, if u review let me know if u think we should include the songs, cuz we do in our copy of the story on Word. Anyway. review! Thanks ppl!
~Vix