Blink Gets His Saturday Night

Chapter Three

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I laughed. Then looked at the cracked sidewalk. What was I doing? I had just run away from two of my father's guards to get something to eat with this baboon. Was I sick? I was really off my rocker. Part of me felt rebellious and good. Take that father! I ran away from your little planned outing. New York presses eat your heart out.

"Okay, here we'se go." Blink said and took a right turn and opened a door to a small but nice restaurant. "They best place in town, Tibby's." He led me to booth and sat across from me.

"Heya Blink." Some Italian kid said and passed by Blink. Then he took a double take. "No, this can't be. You'se brought the mayor's daughter to Tibby's? She's like royalty. A fragile flowa, you can't brings her ta Tibby's ya bone head." The Italian kid said this all very fast and acted as if I wasn't sitting there.

"Cheese it Race, Dacey wanted to get out of der as much as I did." Blink muttered and swatted at Race with his hat. "Get outta here." Race rolled his eyes and hit Blink back on the head and walked out. Blink smiled that lovely smile and a waiter walked over.

"What'll it be?" The waiter asked, looking tired. Blink ordered without glancing at the menu I looked at him stunned and had no idea what to get. Usually things were ordered from me.

"I'll have the um same." I said and bit my lip. Blink laughed and leaned back and just looked at me for a long time. I grew rather uncomfortable and started looking out the window. I didn't expect to see anything of interest so when I saw what I saw I jumped startled.

"What?" Blink asked and looked out the window. "Oh." The guards of my father were walking outside with lanterns. Damn, and I was starting to have a good time. I sighed. I thought I might as well go turn myself in now. I stood up but Blink pulled me back down below the window.

"You'se don't have ta goes yet." He said smiling.

He moved around and pulled me on the floor and we crawled out of Tibby's without even eating. Once we were on the street the two guards saw us but before they started coming our way Blink pulled me and we were running down the dark streets of New York City. Buildings and people zoomed by my sight. Finally after a good ten minutes of running Blink pulled me into a thin alley and hid behind an old overturned trolley. We watched the street for the two men to run by the alley. We held our breath. Part of me wanted to shout out, but when I saw Blink's laughing face I wanted to stay next to him. To tired to stay crouched like that I sat on a pile of newspapers and leaned against the brick wall of a building. After a couple moments Blink joined me sitting against the wall.

"We'se should wait awhile longer." He said nodding.

"Yes." I said back.

My eyes lids slowly closed but I forced them open. I scolded myself. How could I fall asleep in a dirty alleyway next to this guy? I could just simply not allow that. But I did. Before I knew it my eyes were locked close and I was drifting in and out of consciousness. Then in what seemed only minutes later I heard a horses' whine in the street, only feet away. I opened my eyes, expecting it to still be dark, but instead light entered my eyes and I blinked trying to get used to brightness. Then I realized, not only had I been out all night, I had run away from two of the men my father had hired to protect me. My father would be furious.

"Blink, Blink wake up." I said shaking him.

"Five more minutes Kloppman. Just five." He said not bothering to open his eyes.

"Get up!" I shouted and he jumped up.

He looked around stupidly and then realization hit him. He cursed quietly and helped me off the floor. I wiped at my dress, which now had brown all over it. What the brown was, I really didn't want to know. I sighed, and Blink sighed. We both agreed that I should walk home as quickly as possible. Blink really should have went back to that lodging house, but he said he wanted to apologize to my father. I told him that wasn't a good idea but he showed to be stubborn and came along with me.

When we got up to my front door I tried to open the door but before I had completely turned the knob it was flung open by my father. He looked extremely tired and worried. My mother, who was behind him, gasped. I smiled to try to calm everyone down. My father hugged me quickly then brushed past me and grabbed a startled Kid Blink by the shirt.

"What did you do to my daughter?" My father asked, his face was red.

"N-nothin'." Blink said and tried to wiggle free. Out of nowhere police officers came swooping around everyone and they grabbed Blink and they were about to push him into their carriage. Blink hadn't done anything. He couldn't go to jail.

"I demand you release him." I shouted as loud as I could. Everyone stopped and looked at me. "Release him." I repeated.

The officers holding him dropped him and Blink brushed himself off looking quite annoyed.

"Dacey?" My father questioned me.

"He didn't do anything, father. We just went to get something to eat and fell asleep in alley." I stated as if it were no big deal. "Honestly, mother nothing happened."

I had heard my mother breath in quite loudly behind me. My father shifted and looked around at the scene.

"Very well. Let the boy go. But Mr," He said to Blink, narrowing his eyes, "If you even get within a mile of my daughter I will have you in jail before you can blink."

I snorted at the mention of the word 'blink'. It was humorous pun at the time.