Yayness!~! The musical is finally over *tear drop*, now I have time to
actually update my fic! I have had this written for like ten years, but I
never put it out. Why you ask? Because I'm an idiot and haven't felt like
it. I don't know, it's stupid. I'm stupid. But, thanks so much for
waiting, etc., etc., etc. (Chris you know what I'm talking about! Haha).
Anyway, here is the chapter about Chicken Wing. It is a two part series so
just to inform you again!~!
AUTHOR'S NOTE: I apologize to you guys for the spacing. After you read, you'll see how the spacing is all weird and stuff. I'm sorry for that. I was just going crazy and kept doing all these different things with the spacing. I don't know, I'm weird. ~*~*~*~*~*~ SNITCH: Why is his name Chicken Wing??
I don't know, I just sort of felt like calling him Chicken Wing. Yes, it's a stupid name, but I love it! Okay, just for some clarification, Chicken Wing IS actually a real newsie in the movie!
SNITCH: He is??
Yes! You can actually see him IN the movie! He isn't made up or anything. But, he is an unnamed Newsie, so the name belongs to me. I don't think that his REAL name would be Chicken Wing, only I could think of that. So, yeah, if you wanna see what he looks like/who he is, he is shown at the very beginning of the movie. He is the guy who is dressed in all pink long underwear (like Skittery, but it is darker), and he's the guy that is snapping his fingers in his sleep.
SNITCH: Ooh! It's that guy?!?
Yup, that's Chicken Wing. So, don't ask me how I got the name, because I have no idea. I was just trying to name the unnamed Newsies and I saw him and was like "Chicken Wing!"
Anyway, on to SO's!!!
Blue Boxer ~~~ Here you go you turd! The chapter is finally up! SNITCH: yeah the chapter is finally up!! Shut up Snitch! SNITCH: Okay, sorry. God I make him sound like an idiot, don't I? Mwahahahaha! Anyway, Chicken Wing! Wing Chicken! Chicken Wing! Behold and believe what you read! Behold how Wing loves Skittery! Okay, that was sort of random, but you will love Chicken Wing! Why am I telling this to you? I have no idea, you already know about Wing. Oh well, thanks so much for reviewing! Muah! I love you!~!
Tag ~~ Didn't get to send this to you, didn't really feel like it. I don't know. Musical all this weekend!~! Geez oh man did we do well! We did so awesome and I had some time on Sunday night after the final performance so I just did it up then. So, sorry about that. Nothing personal, I was just being hounded by my sister to put it up. J/K I wasn't, but she did say something.
Everyone else because I'm running out of time and it's getting late: I love you all! Thank you all so much! You guys are truly the best!~!
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Chapter 12: I Love Chicken Wing Part I
They walked into the Lodging House heading in different directions; Liz headed straight for the sick room to see Snitch and Skittery headed straight for bed. He was too guilty to sleep, so he just lay on his back and thought all night long. He thought about what happened and how much of a jerk he was. He learned his lesson, even though there were harsh consequences that were paid by someone who wasn't supposed to pay them. But, the worst was over now. All that was left were the cruel memories of earlier that night. *How can he ever forgive me for what I did?? How can I ever forgive myself?? I just stood there like a dumb fuck as Spot laughed at me. All this was brought on by me and my stupidity and I couldn't even be a real man and stop it. I just stood there like a pussy and cried. I won't blame him if he beats the shit out of me tomorrow. I deserve to be beaten for what I did.*
He shut his eyes tightly and gritted his teeth, trying his hardest not to cry. *What have I done? Fuck, I really messed up this time. What am I going to do? Why don't I just find the Delancey's and have them beat the shit out of me? That'll make me feel better, I'm sure. I think I'll do that tomorrow or something, if Snitch doesn't get to me first. He'll gladly kick my ass and I'll know it'll hurt too. Yeah, tomorrow I'm just going to get the shit beat out of me because I deserve it.* He tried to sleep, but never did. He just sat up thinking about everything, as usual.
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Liz walked up to the sick room, where she knew Snitch was. She walked into the dark shadowy room; Kloppman was sitting beside the bed that Snitch was sleeping in, watching over him. As soon as Kloppman saw Liz coming he got up and walked over to her.
"He's gonna be okay, Liz." He assured her once again. She just put on a fake smile and nodded at him. He walked out of the room.
She crawled into bed beside Snitch, watching him sleep. She found his hand and held it in hers, stroking it with her thumb. She still couldn't understand why someone would do something like Skittery did.
Skittery didn't know the consequences, but it was wrong to lie about something like that. He knew that Snitch wasn't that way and Snitch would never be that way. She couldn't figure out why Skittery picked on Snitch all the time. There were other Newsies that he could say were that way, there was Itey, Jake, Dutchy, Bumlets, and many others. But, Skittery had this thing about him; he chose one person and tried to make his life miserable. Skittery was probably a better version of Oscar. Oscar would pick one person, which was Liz, and did everything he could to make her life miserable. But why did he do it? Why did Skittery do it? Was it because Snitch was an easy target? Did Skittery like Snitch in that sort of way or something? What was the reason that he picked Snitch? If Skittery did like Snitch in that sort of way, was he intimidated that Snitch wasn't like him? Was he intimidated that Snitch had a girlfriend whom he loved? If so, why? Wouldn't Skittery want Snitch to be happy? It was just one of those life mysteries that you can't seem to understand.
Liz thought about all of that, not understanding any of it. Things were just too complicated for her. People were just too complicated for her. She missed the simple days when she and Snitch were younger. They didn't have a care in the world. They'd do the same thing everyday and not think twice about it. They'd wake up, sell their papers, go to Tibby's, hang around the city until bedtime, go back to the Lodging House, go to bed, wake up and do it all over again. But, now it was complicated. Nothing was ever promising or consistent. Sometimes they'd go to Tibby's and sometimes they wouldn't. Sometimes they'd run around the city wrecking havoc on it and sometimes they'd be bums and hang around the Lodging House. But, what ever they did, it seemed trouble followed, whether it was with Skittery, Oscar, or anyone else who felt like they needed to pick a fight with them. It wasn't fun anymore, it wasn't easy anymore. She missed all the little things about her "earlier" life. It was like she was growing up too fast. She wanted to stay young forever; she wanted to forget about growing up, even though she was only 13.
She started getting really upset and started to silently cry as she thought about the old times. She was just drifting off into her own thoughts, reenacting all the memories that she had. They played over and over in her head, drifting her off to sleep. She suddenly awoke as she felt a squeezing of her hand. She opened her eyes to see awake and starting at her.
"Snitch, are you okay?" She asked him, pushing the hair back from his face.
He answered her by kissing her and holding her. "I'm sorry, Liz."
"For what? Snitch, you didn't do anythin'. I'm da one dat should be sorry. I saw 'em an' I tried tah stop 'em. But, I failed." She looked away from him in guilt and shame.
He cupped her chin and lifted her head back up towards his. He stared into her tear filled eyes. "I love you."
"I love you too, Snitch." A tear ran down her cheek.
"What's wrong?" He asked, his warm hand on her cheek.
"I don't know. It's like da whole woild is against us or somethin'. I don't understand, I don't know. Dere's just no justice or truth in dis damn life."
"Who evah said dere would be? But, when did you start tah care 'bout what da woild thinks? Liz, I thought it was us an' only us. Me an' you. Dat's all dat matters. Look, dis has nothin' tah do with us. It just happened. Dere's gonna be things in dis life dat happen, an' dere ain't nothin' you can do 'bout 'em, so why worry? Okay?"
She nodded her head.
"Don' dwell on dis shit, okay. It ain't nothin', I've been in worse fights den dis." He joked. "Liz, c'mon. Tell me what's really wrong?"
"Nothin's wrong. It's nothin', really. I don't know, I'm just, I don't know."
"Are ya sure?" She nodded. She sat up and just kept thinking about things. Their conversation ended because they were both too tired to say anything. She looked down at Snitch, his thumb fit snuggly in his mouth, he was sleeping peacefully. She just had to smile; Snitch, the guy who thought he was so tough, sucks his thumb. Always has, always will. She gently kissed his head, moved closer to him, and fell asleep. ~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*
Kloppman stomped up the stairs as usual. He went over to the first person that he normally wakes up first, Skittery. He was greeted with an unexpected surprise; Skittery was already up, dressed and was standing by his bunk smiling at him.
"What did you do?" Kloppman said firmly.
"What?!? I didn't do nothin'." Skittery said, wiping the smile off his face.
"C'mon boy! What did you do?" His old voice cracked up his words.
"Honestly I didn't do nothin', can't a guy just get up early sometime?" Skittery pouted.
Kloppman gave him a gentle slap, as usual. "Don't lie tah me boy!"
"I ain't lyin' old man! I swear on my muddah's grave!" Another slap came his way. "I swear on your wife's grave!" Another slap. "I didn't do anythin' goddamn it! One last slap, even harder this time. "Don't use dat language, Skittery." Kloppman headed over to the next sleeping boy, which was Kid Blink. He yelled in his ear, but Blink didn't budge. "Blink? Get up!" Nothing. Blink was facing Kloppman. Kloppman pulled his eye patch towards him and let it go, it flung back and hit him in the face really hard, waking him up immediately. "What da fuck?!?" Blink yelled opening his eye.
"Don't say dat! God, do you boys evah just not swear?" Kloppman yelled once again. He walked away and screamed, "everyone get up! C'mon! Carry da bannah! Sell da stinkin' papahs! Get up!"
Boys scrambled right and left and the whole deal, getting ready to leave.
Liz and Snitch came down the stairs holding hands. They were awaken by all the commotion and Kloppman's voice is enough to wake anyone up a mile away. They waited a while at the bottom of the stairs as boys passed by, some running and some walking.
Mush came walking by, he noticed that they slept in the sick room and knowing Mush, you knew exactly what was on his mind. "Ooh, you guys slept in da sick room eh? Haha!" He laughed as he playfully nudged Snitch.
"Shut up, dumb ass!" Snitch yelled at him, slapping Mush's 'fro. Snitch shook his head as he led Liz down the stairs. "Dat fucker is so sexed-up."
"Argh!" Liz yelled.
"Oh, I'm sorry. I forgot!" He blushed a little.
"You'll nevah learn will ya?" Liz gave him an upset look, but he knew she wasn't serious. They walked into the wash room to get ready to head out. They got ready and went down to the paper distribution center, that's when he saw him. Snitch saw Skittery and all hell broke loose. Snitch remembered what happened, but he didn't remember much. All he could recall was Skittery kicking him and him hitting Liz before the whole "gay" incident; that was enough to get him going. He was holding Liz's hand, but ripped apart from her running over to Skittery.
"Snitch!?! Argh, here we go again!" Liz said rolling her eyes and shaking her head. She didn't rush over to catch him, she casually walked over.
"You bastard!" Snitch screamed as he jumped on Skittery's back, almost making him collapse to the ground.
"What da fuck!" Skittery yelled in surprise. A fist hit his jaw, cracking it out of place. He fought back, as usual.
The Newsies just walked right past the two fighting boys, that wasn't anything to get caught up in. They fought just about everyday; they all were used to it.
Liz stood beside the boys, who were rolling on the ground hitting each other. "Get up!" She demanded. She saw Tag Along coming down the street and smiling a bit. Liz knew exactly what Tag was thinking. She made a hand gesture that looked like she put a gun to her head and pulled the trigger. (A/N: Hey it's my name; I can underline it if I want!) "All right, that's enough." Liz pulled Snitch by the back of the shirt and got him off of Skittery.
"Liz, don' do dis! C'mon!" Snitch said, pushing her away. "Snitch, stop!" Liz screamed at him. She grabbed his arm, and pulled him away from Skittery, who was still on the ground.
"Yeah, you get 'im Liz! Snitch, c'mon. I'm sorry, man." Skittery said getting up off the ground.
"What?!?" Snitch asked in surprise and disbelief.
"I said I was sorry, Snitch." Skittery repeated.
"You dipshit, don't you fuckin' mock me evah again!" Snitch lunged at him, he jumped full force at Skittery, unaware that he took Liz with him.
"Snitch!" Liz shrieked as he accidentally elbowed her in the face. He was so involved in his fight with Skittery he didn't realize that he was actually beating up Liz too! He just continued to punch and punch. All of a sudden, Liz was gently pulled away from the boys and put onto her feet. She looked up to see Oscar standing beside her, trying to break up the fight.
"Snitch, c'mon. Leave 'im go. C'mon!" He got them both to their feet.
Both the boys looked at Oscar with surprise. Oscar Delancey, the very Satan of Manhattan was helping them up instead of knocking them down. Is this a dream? This has to be a dream, this can't be reality. But it was reality. Oscar looked at Liz and smiled. "You okay?" He gave her a gentle smile as she nodded at him, which made Snitch mad. "Alright." He looked at her for a while, before noticing the angered Snitch. He nodded at him and tapped Liz on the shoulder before leaving. Snitch had the meanest look on his face. He looked like he was going to explode. "Snitch, it's okay. Really." Liz said, as she rubbed his arm, trying to calm him down.
He didn't say a word.
"I'm gonna leave now, okay. I'll see ya later, Liz." He said as he walked away.
"Liz, don't talk to Oscar, don't do anythin' tah him."
"See it's bettah! I told you it was bettah! He didn't hoit me, he helped me an' he helped you guys. He's gettin' bettah, just like I told ya!" She tried to persuade him.
"Liz, guys like dat don't get bettah. Once you hit a goil, dere ain't gettin' bettah. Once you hoit a goil, you ain't nevah gonna stop. It's just an act, Liz. Trust me, it's just an act. Look don't acknowledge 'im evah, okay. It's just – somethin' ain't right 'bout him. He just gives me dis bad feelin' inside. Just stay away from 'im, okay." Snitch took her hand and started walking.
"It's because he's bein' nice tah me. Snitch, you're jealous! You wanna protect me from everyone an' everythin' an' now da only person dat you protect me from is actually bein' nice tah me, you're jealous!"
He stopped in his tracks. "I ain't jealous. Jealousy don't have nothin' tah do wid it!"
"Den what is it? What is so wrong? He's changin', Snitch. You're supposed tah give everyone a second chance, an' it's only right tah give him one too." "Liz don't play dumb, cause you ain't dumb. He's only actin' dis way 'cause he wants somethin'." Snitch explained.
"Well, what does he want?"
"Liz, you damn right what da hell he wants. Stop actin' stupid. I mean, look at da big pitcha'! Guys like dat got one thin' on dere mind an' you know what it is. Dat's what he wants, an' he ain't gettin' it. But, you're gonna let him if you keep talkin' tah him an' tryin' tah change him forah da bettah. Liz dat's a waste of time, he ain't nevah gonna get bettah. I can assure you dat. Just forget 'bout him. He left us alone forah dis long an' I wanna keep it dat way." He hurried along to the PDC.
"You're wrong, Snitch." Liz said starting to get angry at him.
"Ooh! Okay, when somethin' bad happens tah you, be sure tah tell me about it. Just come an' tell me." Liz's mouth dropped.
"How dare you! Thomas Brigmont, you can be sellin' alone tahday!" She stomped off. Snitch knew he was in trouble, whenever she used his full name he was in it deep.
"Shit!" He screamed.
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Blink was waiting in line, behind Racetrack who was trying to get some of the younger Newsies to bet with him. Blink just stood in thought as Mush came over and slapped him on the back.
"Hey, Blink. Come here." Blink leaned in close so that Mush could whisper to him. "Ellen wants me tah come ovah tah 'er apartment tahnight at 10. She has 'er friend Mary-Ann dere too. Ya wanna come get laid?"
"Get outtah heah, Mush! You stupid faggot!" Blink pushed him away.
"Blink what's da mattah wid you? You always used tah come. Why don't ya wanna come now?" Mush asked confused. "You nevah used tah miss an opportunity tah get laid, an' here's one right now. What's da mattah wid you?"
"I just don't wanna make any more mistakes, okay." Blink admitted.
"What? Mistakes? Blink, its da goils dat make mistakes, not da guys. We just go an' have fun, dey're da ones dat have tah live wid it."
"You're a bastard, Mush. A true bastard, just get outtah heah." Blink said pushing almost off of the platform thing that he was standing on.
"Blink?" Mush gave him the saddest look.
"I don't wanna go, Mush. Dis time you can go by yourself."
Mush walked back over to Blink. "I'm not gonna go if my best friend don't go."
"Mush, I ain't your best friend."
"Yes you are. Blink, even though you're a faggot an' we fight a lot, dat don't mean dat you're not my best friend. I mean, sometimes I wanna beat da shit outtah you because you're a bastard, but den I look at all da good times we've had. All da shit dat we got intah an' all da shit dat we could'a got our asses beat for, but escaped by a hair. All dat I did wid you an' I wouldn't have it any other way." He smiled at him.
"Shut da fuck up, shithead." Blink laughed as he punched Mush. That was their way of saying 'thanks'. They exchanged their beatings and waited to buy papers.
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Oscar had an evil grin on his face as gave out papers to the Newsies.
Snitch came up to the window. "Fifty papes."
"Heya Snitch." Oscar smiled at him. Snitch looked the other way. "Aww c'mon, Snitch. I'm bein' nice tah your goil! Don't dat mean somethin' tah you?"
"If you touch 'er, I swear to God Oscar!"
"What? Snitch, I'm tryin' tah be nice here."
"I swear tah God dat'll I'll kill you! I'll torture you an' make you die a slow an' painful death. Then I'll laugh as you slowly descend to hell you where you belong!"
"Oooh, I'm really scared. Don't hate me, Snitch. C'mon I'm a changed man now. I ain't nevah gonna hoit your goil. I care forah her too much for dat."
"Mark my words, Oscar. If I ever catch you doin' anythin' tah hoit 'er, you can't say dat I didn't warn ya."
With that, Snitch got his papers and headed his own way. ~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~
"Blink, where do you sell?" Liz asked walking up to him.
"Bowery, wid Mush." He replied.
"Oh, well dat answers dat question." She turned around to ask someone else if she could sell with them.
"Liz, he ain't at all what he is. Wait, dat didn't come out right. What I'm sayin' is dat; he ain't always what everyone thinks he is. Yeah, he's real sexed-up an' a bit fucked up in da head, but dat's just his way. You have tah take da time tah get tah know him."
"I've tried Blink. Dey'res nothin' tah know 'bout him. He's just Mush an' nothin' else. Da joker an' da idiot of da bunch. Dat's all." She shrugged, feeling a little bit guilty for being so closed minded about Mush, but Mush was Mush. That's all he was and all he will be. He's not one to have a serious conversation with; he would just laugh in your face. He was just there to have a laugh and that's it.
She kicked a few rocks around as she looked for people. "Where to sell, where to sell, if I tell I'll be bound for hell." She sang. She saw Tag and Specs stroll by. "Dey lie." Jack and Racetrack walked by. "Dey gamble." Itey and Jake slid by. "Dey don't like me." Boots and Tumbler. "Dey're too little." Dutchy and Pie Eater. "Dey lie." Snipeshooter and Slider. "Dey're obsessed wid smoking, well Snipe is." Bumlets, Snoddy and Swifty. "Dey are like a trio an' I don't wanna make it a quintet." All that was left was Skittery. "He gots a boyfriend." She paused for a moment. "Well, I guess I can't be too picky." She trotted up to him. "Skittery, um, could I sell wid you today?" She bit her lip.
"Are you sure? I mean, I sell in Queens, an' kinda wid Chicken." He explained.
"Sure I'm sure. Well, yeah. I guess I'd love tah meet da guy, ahem, Chicken," She paused "Wing." She had a smile on her face.
"Don't do dat when he's around. Yeah he has a stupid name, but don't make fun of it." Skittery told her.
"Why is he called Chicken Wing?" She asked as she followed him to Queens.
"I don't really know. It was because of an old thing he did. I don't know, I think – oh yeah! Yeah, dere was dis infamous "chicken" incident a long time ago. See, dey have sort of like a Tibby's in Queens, but it's called somethin' different. I don't know what it's called. But, anyway, dey had da chicken ready an' dey noticed dat someone had stolen all of da chicken wings. Dey went out da back door an' in da alley, dere 'e was. He had da chicken stuffed in his mouth. Hence da name Chicken Wing." Liz busted up laughing.
"Dat's da stupidest story I have evah hoid! But, it fits. Dat all true?"
"As far as I know it." He laughed right along with her.
"So what is dis Chicken Wing like anyway?"
"Well, he's a real nice guy. He's really sweet an' carin', sort of like Snitch, he likes tah get intah fights an' shit, but he's always dere tah cry wid. He comes off as a big scary guy, but he's real gentle an' wouldn't hoit a fly. You'll love 'im, Liz!"
"You love 'im?"
He frowned and scratched his head. "Liz, I"
"Skittery, do you love him. Don't be ashamed. A love is a love no matter who or what they are." She finally was understanding him. He described Wing with so much love; she never thought that it could actually be true.
"Yeah, Liz. I do. Wing is da best thing dat evah happened tah me. Just give 'im a chance, like I did. Okay?"
"No way, Skittery. C'mon, I AM comin' tah meet him ain't I? Skittery, I'd nevah do anythin' tah screw you guys up. I ain't heah tah judge, dat ain't for me tah do. I love Snitch an' dere ain't nothin' dat's gonna change dat. You love Wing an' you don't let nothin' change dat. Don't listen tah no one. Dis is you, Skittery. Love is just you an' him or her, or whatever. No one else, just you an' da other person."
He smiled. "True dat, true dat." He laughed.
They got to Queens and sure enough Chicken Wing was waiting there for him. Wing was 20 years old, dark skinned, tall, actually very tall, and a lot taller than Skittery; he had dashing brown eyes, a big nose and big full lips. He had a black rimmed hat on (the kind that Specs and Jake wear), a blue and white striped shirt and blue overalls, with a brownish vest thing. His eyes lit up as he saw Skittery walked towards him. The light decreased as he saw a girl with him.
"Wing, dis is Liz, she's gonna be sellin' wid us tahday." Skittery explained.
"Hi." Liz said shyly smiling at him.
His eyes lit up again and he smiled, revealing white teeth. "Hello, miss." He said politely, which made Liz smile even more. "How are you today, miss?"
"I'm fine, thanks. Yourself?"
"I'm just dandy." He smiled back at her.
All three of them were smiling at each other. Skittery was smiling the most, knowing full well that Wing made a good impression on Liz and that Liz liked Wing. Everything was going great so far! "Wing, you got your papes?" Skittery asked.
"No, I have tah get 'em now. I was late 'cause I was helpin' Miss. Landy with her stairs. She's one of dem rich folks on da upper side of town, she's a nice lady. Real nice really. She pays me penny every time I help 'er out, which is real nice'a 'er. She don't need tah do dat, no one evah pay me dat much forah helpin' 'em out. I'se keepin' 'er in mind." He smiled.
"Well, we can go get your papes now, Wing. Dat is if ya want to." Skittery suggested.
"Yeah, Skitts. What are we doin' sittin' 'round heah yappin' forah? We gots woik tah do, an' woik comes beforah play or in dis case tawk." Chicken Wing said as he put his arm around Skittery, but he got it away really fast.
"No, it's okay, Wing. She's okay wid it. She knows." Skittery assured him.
"Yeah, I am okay wid it." She smiled walking beside them. She could understand why Skittery is head over heels for Wing, he is a great guy. He's a nice guy and has a great personality!
"So, Liz, where you come from? You don't look like you'se from around heah."
"I was born in China."
"You leave China tah come tah 'Hattan?"
She nodded. "You believe dat?"
Chicken Wing laughed. "Say Skitts, she lyin' tah me?"
Skittery just had to laugh. Chicken Wing was quite a comedian. "No, I can assure you dat she's tellin' ya da goddamn truth. She ain't nevah lied in 'er life."
"Oh no? You nevah lie? What are ya, you goody-two-shoes er somethin'?" Chicken Wing joked.
"No, I've lied. I do bad stuff sometimes, I guess. Don't listen tah Skitzoid here, he don't know nothin'." She laughed.
"Oh I see. He's Skitzoid now? I ain't nevah hoid'a dat one before? Is dat your pet name forah 'im?"
"Oh yeah! You know it!" She said sarcastically. "Skittery is my little sugar-muffin." Skittery blushed a bit before laughing.
"Ooh I thought so. He is irresistible ain't he?" Wing pinched his boyfriend's cheek.
"Ooh yeah! I mean, I have a boyfriend, but when Skittery is around I'm always up for some cheatin', ya know what I mean?" She winked at Skittery.
"Now, I though you says you was a good goil? Liz, you ain't nevah lied in your life? Now I was born at night, but I wasn't born las' night. What is it dat you ain't tellin' me, miss? Is dere somethin' 'bout me dat you don't like?" He played. "Is it da 'ralls? If dat's what's makin' ya lie den I can sure find somethin' else tah weah."
"No, Wing, it ain't da 'ralls."
He pulled off his hat to reveal a mini 'fro. "Is it da painted cotton ball on my head? Is dat a interference?"
"Stop!" She held her sides, which were hurting from laughter.
"Now I can't seem tah, think what would be makin' a sweet goil like you lie? Is it da skin colah? If it is, I'll gladly get some paint an' paint it white forah ya."
"Woah, woah! I ain't prejudice, Wing."
He wiped the smile off of his face. "You ain't?"
"No! I was nevah taught tah look down on people, 'cause of da color of deir skin."
"You ain't? Oh, well, you'se different from most white folks. Dose folks in da good side'a town dey don't pay me nothin', dey think dat I'se gonna woik for dem for free. I appreciate it dat you don't look down on me forah what I am an' what I look like. You'se somethin' special, Liz. Somethin' special. Me wishes dere's morah people in da woild like you an' Skittery."
"I – we live wid black people. I nevah had anyone tah teach me tah look down on someone for da color of deir skin. I mean, we have some colored people in da Lodgin' House, but not dat many. But, we nevah look at dem differently. I nevah thought dat, you – I'm sorry."
"You didn't know. But you know dat I was just fakin' ya, right? I was just fakin' ya 'bout da whole lyin' thing. I know you was nevah lyin' you was tellin' Wing da exact truth. I do appreciate dat. Wing don't like bein' lied to." Chicken nodded in approval.
"So, where are you from, Wing?" Liz asked as they reached the PDC in Queens.
"Da state of Alabama! I was born dere, but my daddy was a slave an' he take my muddah an' me tah da North. An' heah I am, all alone on my own."
"Oh. I'm so sorry."
"Nah, don' worry 'bout it. I'se always been alone. Wing ain't nevah known family, Wing ain't nevah wanna know family. Wing loves it heah by himself. Nothin' bettah!" He smiled.
"Well, I nevah knew my family either." Liz told.
"No? Why? Where dey at? Dey don't leave a pretty goil like you did dey?"
She shrugged. "I don't know. I nevah knew any of 'em. I just sort'a did whatevah I wanted. I don' know if dey're alive or not, I hope dey are. I mean, if I could I'd go back tah China an' find dem, but I don't know. I think dat forah some reason; dey didn't want me or somethin'. I don't know." She explained.
"How'd you get ovah heah, though?"
"I don't know! It's really weird, but I don't really remember. I just kinda got heah. I don't remembah much 'bout my childhood. It's kinda all a blur, but I remembah followin' dis guy ontah a ship an' came here."
"I see. Well, my 'rents nevah gave me up or anythin', dey were killed."
"I'm so sorry."
"Yeah, dey was caught an' dey skinned 'em. But, dat was a long time ago. It's a long story, one dat I particularly hard tah explain, but you know what I mean, don't ya?" He winked at her. "Skittery, snap outtah it, boy. You has been awful quiet, what's da mattah wid ya?" He asked.
"I was just listenin' tah you two talk. You both seem tah be gettin' real close, maybe I should get you guys a room or somethin'."
"I don't know Skittery. Dat sounds like an awfully good idea; I mean she is real pretty. If I wasn't gay, I'd definitely consider it." He made her blush.
"I-what-ugh."
"Don't worry, Liz. You ain't got tah say anythin'." Skittery smiled. For the first time, he actually looked happy. He was now holding hands with Wing, but for once he was smiling. He was so bright when he was with Wing. It was like he was beaming with light, instead of dark with shadows and misery. Skittery was finally happy for once. It was something that was rare.
Liz understood that Skittery loved Wing. She was starting to like him too! His personality was just over the wall! He was a great person to talk to, he could make anyone laugh, and he was so happy and proud of himself for what he was. For once Liz knew someone who knew exactly how she felt. She was looked down upon by society because she was different. She knew someone that knew the exactly how it was. Wing was more than just a new friend; he was sort of like a brother in a way. He related so well with her. He made her feel as if she shouldn't be ashamed of what she was. He wasn't ashamed that he was black, and didn't know why he should be. He wasn't ashamed that he was in love with another boy and he didn't know why he should be either. He was proud of himself on every angle. Even if someone looked down on him for one reason or another, he'd still take the time and talk to them. He was just that way, always an optimist and never a pessimist.
Chicken Wing got his papers and walked again to their spot. They spent the whole day selling and laughing with each other. They day passed by so quickly, Wing and Liz just kept talking and laughing. Skittery joined in also, and for once in all her life Skittery and Liz were actually getting along. They would talk sometimes, but mostly they'd fight and be mad at each other. They just kept goofing off all day; when they finally got finished selling it was already dark out.
"I have tah tell you dis story'a mine. I can remembah it tah dis day, an' it is as funny as evah!" Wing explained. "Well, I was woikin' at da Millah's house, dey had dis carriage an' hoise. Dey tell me not tah do anythin' tah da hoise an' not tah touch da carriage. But, knowin' me I don't listen. Well, I was just doin' some odd jobs tah get some extra money, because I had a sistah tah feed an' stuff. So, dey pay me good an' I kept comin' back tah do dem woik. Well, dere was dis one day when Mr. Millah tells me dat he has tah go intah town an' dat I had da house tah myself. He trusted me an' gave me a list'a jobs dat I can do forah him 'till 'e comes back. Den I'd be woikin' forah 'im forah 'bout two yeahs, so he trust me good. Well, 'e decided dat it was too much woik tah get da hoise an' carriage out, so he leaves it dere. Well, I tells you dat I wanted tah ride dat carriage so bad! Since, 'e was gone an' wasn't gonna be back real soon, I took my chance. I hooked dat hoise up tah da carriage an' I started ridin' through da city. I felt like da King of New York (A/N: Haha! KONY!) ridin' through da city. Folks jus' wavin' tah me an' sort'a like lookin' at me like I was somethin' real special. Well, I started tah go fastah an' fastah. Da hoise started tah get outtah control an' I couldn't stop 'im. I saw dese little kids in da street an' so I jerked da hoise away. Well, da hoise all of a sudden stopped an' made me fly outtah da carriage on tah da hill." He stopped.
"Den what happened?" Skittery and Liz said in suspense.
"I fell outtah da carriage an' started rollin' down da hill! I was really bookin' it! I was goin' so fast, my head kept hittin' da ground an' nearly knocked me out. Dere was dis old fella' at da bottom of da hill. He saw me, but I didn't see him. I was rollin' down da hill yellin' "woah!" an' just screamin' my lungs out. Da fella' didn't run away, he ran up towards me, tryin' tah stop me. I was goin' so fast dat I knocked him ovah in da process. He rolls down da hill wid me an' we'se just screamin' an' yellin'. We gets tah da bottom an' sit dere forah while, tryin' tah get our sight back. Everythin' was goin' in coicles an' stuff. So, we finally get back tah life, an' I tell da guy dat he should'a moved. I says, "I'se real sorry, sir. You should'a moved when ya saw me comin', I hope you're okay." Da man didn't say a woid. I says, "Well thanks forah savin' me." An' do ya know what dat fella says tah me? He says, "No thank you!" An' he pats me on da back, picks up 'is cane an' skips away down da street singin'! Dat was da funniest thing I evah experienced in my life!" Everyone was holding on to each other, trying to keep their balance from laughing.
"You have da funniest stories, Wing! God my stories are nothin' compared tah yours! Why do we miss all the fun, Skitts?" Liz said trying to contain her laughter.
"'Hattan is nothin' compared tah Queens! Man we should have moved heah instead'a dere. We'd have so much more fun heah den in 'Hattan!"
"You guys should move here, we'd be happy tah have more 'Hattan people here." Wing joked. "You guys can stay in da Lodgin' House heah, but I don't live dere."
"Where do ya live, Wing?" Liz asked curiously.
"See dat ovah dere?" He pointed to an alleyway with a box and blanket in it. "Dat's my home. Dat's where I live."
"Dat's a familiar sight. I know how dat is." Liz agreed.
"It's home. It's not much, but its home." Wing shrugged.
"Hey who's hungry??" Skittery asked, changing the subject.
Wing and Liz looked at each other and shrugged.
"Let's go back tah 'Hattan, Wing you can come wid us an' meet some of da other guys. You'll have a great time, you can come tah Tibby's an' hang out an' shit." Skittery signaled for them to follow him.
"Dey know like you Liz?" Wing asked, referring to him being Skittery's boyfriend.
"Um, no. Don't say anythin', 'Hattan is different den Queens. I mean, dey won't understand." Liz explained as Wing nodded.
"Thought so. Nothin' unusual." He smiled again. ~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~* Wow! This was a long chapter!! Give me your opinions on Chicken Wing.
SNITCH: *cracks up* Chicken Wing.
Shut up, I am falling in love with him! I don't know, but he kind of reminds me of Crutchy in a way. I guess, because he has all this bad stuff happening to him and stuff. People take him for granted and stuff, they are prejudice towards him, they sort of use him in a way and all this bad stuff, yet he loves everyone! Chicken Wing is finding a nice firm spot in my heart! *sigh* Anyway, give me your views on him please! I'd love to know what you think of him...you know being your first impression and all. But, yeah just a reminder he IS actually in the movie. He isn't a figment of my imagination...just the whole personality and character thing. The looks and clothes all are his. The name and personality is all mine! Get it? Okay, anyway. Please read and review! Well, you already read, so now all you have to do is review! Thanks so much sweeties!!
One last thing before I let you all go your separate ways, here is what is in store for "I Love Chicken Wing Part II": ~~ They go to Tibby's and meet the guys. This is gonna be a comical meeting, I guess. Food is gonna be flying and they might possibly get into some trouble. ~~ Blink has some problems, sort of in a way. I guess that's how you describe it. ~~ Something with Snitch. I think it might be the Itey thing, I'm not sure. It has been a long long long long time since I last read the other chapter thing. ~~ Oscar is probably gonna show up or something. I don't know, I'm really not sure what is going to happen in this chapter.
Review review review! I'll love you forever!~!
AUTHOR'S NOTE: I apologize to you guys for the spacing. After you read, you'll see how the spacing is all weird and stuff. I'm sorry for that. I was just going crazy and kept doing all these different things with the spacing. I don't know, I'm weird. ~*~*~*~*~*~ SNITCH: Why is his name Chicken Wing??
I don't know, I just sort of felt like calling him Chicken Wing. Yes, it's a stupid name, but I love it! Okay, just for some clarification, Chicken Wing IS actually a real newsie in the movie!
SNITCH: He is??
Yes! You can actually see him IN the movie! He isn't made up or anything. But, he is an unnamed Newsie, so the name belongs to me. I don't think that his REAL name would be Chicken Wing, only I could think of that. So, yeah, if you wanna see what he looks like/who he is, he is shown at the very beginning of the movie. He is the guy who is dressed in all pink long underwear (like Skittery, but it is darker), and he's the guy that is snapping his fingers in his sleep.
SNITCH: Ooh! It's that guy?!?
Yup, that's Chicken Wing. So, don't ask me how I got the name, because I have no idea. I was just trying to name the unnamed Newsies and I saw him and was like "Chicken Wing!"
Anyway, on to SO's!!!
Blue Boxer ~~~ Here you go you turd! The chapter is finally up! SNITCH: yeah the chapter is finally up!! Shut up Snitch! SNITCH: Okay, sorry. God I make him sound like an idiot, don't I? Mwahahahaha! Anyway, Chicken Wing! Wing Chicken! Chicken Wing! Behold and believe what you read! Behold how Wing loves Skittery! Okay, that was sort of random, but you will love Chicken Wing! Why am I telling this to you? I have no idea, you already know about Wing. Oh well, thanks so much for reviewing! Muah! I love you!~!
Tag ~~ Didn't get to send this to you, didn't really feel like it. I don't know. Musical all this weekend!~! Geez oh man did we do well! We did so awesome and I had some time on Sunday night after the final performance so I just did it up then. So, sorry about that. Nothing personal, I was just being hounded by my sister to put it up. J/K I wasn't, but she did say something.
Everyone else because I'm running out of time and it's getting late: I love you all! Thank you all so much! You guys are truly the best!~!
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Chapter 12: I Love Chicken Wing Part I
They walked into the Lodging House heading in different directions; Liz headed straight for the sick room to see Snitch and Skittery headed straight for bed. He was too guilty to sleep, so he just lay on his back and thought all night long. He thought about what happened and how much of a jerk he was. He learned his lesson, even though there were harsh consequences that were paid by someone who wasn't supposed to pay them. But, the worst was over now. All that was left were the cruel memories of earlier that night. *How can he ever forgive me for what I did?? How can I ever forgive myself?? I just stood there like a dumb fuck as Spot laughed at me. All this was brought on by me and my stupidity and I couldn't even be a real man and stop it. I just stood there like a pussy and cried. I won't blame him if he beats the shit out of me tomorrow. I deserve to be beaten for what I did.*
He shut his eyes tightly and gritted his teeth, trying his hardest not to cry. *What have I done? Fuck, I really messed up this time. What am I going to do? Why don't I just find the Delancey's and have them beat the shit out of me? That'll make me feel better, I'm sure. I think I'll do that tomorrow or something, if Snitch doesn't get to me first. He'll gladly kick my ass and I'll know it'll hurt too. Yeah, tomorrow I'm just going to get the shit beat out of me because I deserve it.* He tried to sleep, but never did. He just sat up thinking about everything, as usual.
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Liz walked up to the sick room, where she knew Snitch was. She walked into the dark shadowy room; Kloppman was sitting beside the bed that Snitch was sleeping in, watching over him. As soon as Kloppman saw Liz coming he got up and walked over to her.
"He's gonna be okay, Liz." He assured her once again. She just put on a fake smile and nodded at him. He walked out of the room.
She crawled into bed beside Snitch, watching him sleep. She found his hand and held it in hers, stroking it with her thumb. She still couldn't understand why someone would do something like Skittery did.
Skittery didn't know the consequences, but it was wrong to lie about something like that. He knew that Snitch wasn't that way and Snitch would never be that way. She couldn't figure out why Skittery picked on Snitch all the time. There were other Newsies that he could say were that way, there was Itey, Jake, Dutchy, Bumlets, and many others. But, Skittery had this thing about him; he chose one person and tried to make his life miserable. Skittery was probably a better version of Oscar. Oscar would pick one person, which was Liz, and did everything he could to make her life miserable. But why did he do it? Why did Skittery do it? Was it because Snitch was an easy target? Did Skittery like Snitch in that sort of way or something? What was the reason that he picked Snitch? If Skittery did like Snitch in that sort of way, was he intimidated that Snitch wasn't like him? Was he intimidated that Snitch had a girlfriend whom he loved? If so, why? Wouldn't Skittery want Snitch to be happy? It was just one of those life mysteries that you can't seem to understand.
Liz thought about all of that, not understanding any of it. Things were just too complicated for her. People were just too complicated for her. She missed the simple days when she and Snitch were younger. They didn't have a care in the world. They'd do the same thing everyday and not think twice about it. They'd wake up, sell their papers, go to Tibby's, hang around the city until bedtime, go back to the Lodging House, go to bed, wake up and do it all over again. But, now it was complicated. Nothing was ever promising or consistent. Sometimes they'd go to Tibby's and sometimes they wouldn't. Sometimes they'd run around the city wrecking havoc on it and sometimes they'd be bums and hang around the Lodging House. But, what ever they did, it seemed trouble followed, whether it was with Skittery, Oscar, or anyone else who felt like they needed to pick a fight with them. It wasn't fun anymore, it wasn't easy anymore. She missed all the little things about her "earlier" life. It was like she was growing up too fast. She wanted to stay young forever; she wanted to forget about growing up, even though she was only 13.
She started getting really upset and started to silently cry as she thought about the old times. She was just drifting off into her own thoughts, reenacting all the memories that she had. They played over and over in her head, drifting her off to sleep. She suddenly awoke as she felt a squeezing of her hand. She opened her eyes to see awake and starting at her.
"Snitch, are you okay?" She asked him, pushing the hair back from his face.
He answered her by kissing her and holding her. "I'm sorry, Liz."
"For what? Snitch, you didn't do anythin'. I'm da one dat should be sorry. I saw 'em an' I tried tah stop 'em. But, I failed." She looked away from him in guilt and shame.
He cupped her chin and lifted her head back up towards his. He stared into her tear filled eyes. "I love you."
"I love you too, Snitch." A tear ran down her cheek.
"What's wrong?" He asked, his warm hand on her cheek.
"I don't know. It's like da whole woild is against us or somethin'. I don't understand, I don't know. Dere's just no justice or truth in dis damn life."
"Who evah said dere would be? But, when did you start tah care 'bout what da woild thinks? Liz, I thought it was us an' only us. Me an' you. Dat's all dat matters. Look, dis has nothin' tah do with us. It just happened. Dere's gonna be things in dis life dat happen, an' dere ain't nothin' you can do 'bout 'em, so why worry? Okay?"
She nodded her head.
"Don' dwell on dis shit, okay. It ain't nothin', I've been in worse fights den dis." He joked. "Liz, c'mon. Tell me what's really wrong?"
"Nothin's wrong. It's nothin', really. I don't know, I'm just, I don't know."
"Are ya sure?" She nodded. She sat up and just kept thinking about things. Their conversation ended because they were both too tired to say anything. She looked down at Snitch, his thumb fit snuggly in his mouth, he was sleeping peacefully. She just had to smile; Snitch, the guy who thought he was so tough, sucks his thumb. Always has, always will. She gently kissed his head, moved closer to him, and fell asleep. ~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*
Kloppman stomped up the stairs as usual. He went over to the first person that he normally wakes up first, Skittery. He was greeted with an unexpected surprise; Skittery was already up, dressed and was standing by his bunk smiling at him.
"What did you do?" Kloppman said firmly.
"What?!? I didn't do nothin'." Skittery said, wiping the smile off his face.
"C'mon boy! What did you do?" His old voice cracked up his words.
"Honestly I didn't do nothin', can't a guy just get up early sometime?" Skittery pouted.
Kloppman gave him a gentle slap, as usual. "Don't lie tah me boy!"
"I ain't lyin' old man! I swear on my muddah's grave!" Another slap came his way. "I swear on your wife's grave!" Another slap. "I didn't do anythin' goddamn it! One last slap, even harder this time. "Don't use dat language, Skittery." Kloppman headed over to the next sleeping boy, which was Kid Blink. He yelled in his ear, but Blink didn't budge. "Blink? Get up!" Nothing. Blink was facing Kloppman. Kloppman pulled his eye patch towards him and let it go, it flung back and hit him in the face really hard, waking him up immediately. "What da fuck?!?" Blink yelled opening his eye.
"Don't say dat! God, do you boys evah just not swear?" Kloppman yelled once again. He walked away and screamed, "everyone get up! C'mon! Carry da bannah! Sell da stinkin' papahs! Get up!"
Boys scrambled right and left and the whole deal, getting ready to leave.
Liz and Snitch came down the stairs holding hands. They were awaken by all the commotion and Kloppman's voice is enough to wake anyone up a mile away. They waited a while at the bottom of the stairs as boys passed by, some running and some walking.
Mush came walking by, he noticed that they slept in the sick room and knowing Mush, you knew exactly what was on his mind. "Ooh, you guys slept in da sick room eh? Haha!" He laughed as he playfully nudged Snitch.
"Shut up, dumb ass!" Snitch yelled at him, slapping Mush's 'fro. Snitch shook his head as he led Liz down the stairs. "Dat fucker is so sexed-up."
"Argh!" Liz yelled.
"Oh, I'm sorry. I forgot!" He blushed a little.
"You'll nevah learn will ya?" Liz gave him an upset look, but he knew she wasn't serious. They walked into the wash room to get ready to head out. They got ready and went down to the paper distribution center, that's when he saw him. Snitch saw Skittery and all hell broke loose. Snitch remembered what happened, but he didn't remember much. All he could recall was Skittery kicking him and him hitting Liz before the whole "gay" incident; that was enough to get him going. He was holding Liz's hand, but ripped apart from her running over to Skittery.
"Snitch!?! Argh, here we go again!" Liz said rolling her eyes and shaking her head. She didn't rush over to catch him, she casually walked over.
"You bastard!" Snitch screamed as he jumped on Skittery's back, almost making him collapse to the ground.
"What da fuck!" Skittery yelled in surprise. A fist hit his jaw, cracking it out of place. He fought back, as usual.
The Newsies just walked right past the two fighting boys, that wasn't anything to get caught up in. They fought just about everyday; they all were used to it.
Liz stood beside the boys, who were rolling on the ground hitting each other. "Get up!" She demanded. She saw Tag Along coming down the street and smiling a bit. Liz knew exactly what Tag was thinking. She made a hand gesture that looked like she put a gun to her head and pulled the trigger. (A/N: Hey it's my name; I can underline it if I want!) "All right, that's enough." Liz pulled Snitch by the back of the shirt and got him off of Skittery.
"Liz, don' do dis! C'mon!" Snitch said, pushing her away. "Snitch, stop!" Liz screamed at him. She grabbed his arm, and pulled him away from Skittery, who was still on the ground.
"Yeah, you get 'im Liz! Snitch, c'mon. I'm sorry, man." Skittery said getting up off the ground.
"What?!?" Snitch asked in surprise and disbelief.
"I said I was sorry, Snitch." Skittery repeated.
"You dipshit, don't you fuckin' mock me evah again!" Snitch lunged at him, he jumped full force at Skittery, unaware that he took Liz with him.
"Snitch!" Liz shrieked as he accidentally elbowed her in the face. He was so involved in his fight with Skittery he didn't realize that he was actually beating up Liz too! He just continued to punch and punch. All of a sudden, Liz was gently pulled away from the boys and put onto her feet. She looked up to see Oscar standing beside her, trying to break up the fight.
"Snitch, c'mon. Leave 'im go. C'mon!" He got them both to their feet.
Both the boys looked at Oscar with surprise. Oscar Delancey, the very Satan of Manhattan was helping them up instead of knocking them down. Is this a dream? This has to be a dream, this can't be reality. But it was reality. Oscar looked at Liz and smiled. "You okay?" He gave her a gentle smile as she nodded at him, which made Snitch mad. "Alright." He looked at her for a while, before noticing the angered Snitch. He nodded at him and tapped Liz on the shoulder before leaving. Snitch had the meanest look on his face. He looked like he was going to explode. "Snitch, it's okay. Really." Liz said, as she rubbed his arm, trying to calm him down.
He didn't say a word.
"I'm gonna leave now, okay. I'll see ya later, Liz." He said as he walked away.
"Liz, don't talk to Oscar, don't do anythin' tah him."
"See it's bettah! I told you it was bettah! He didn't hoit me, he helped me an' he helped you guys. He's gettin' bettah, just like I told ya!" She tried to persuade him.
"Liz, guys like dat don't get bettah. Once you hit a goil, dere ain't gettin' bettah. Once you hoit a goil, you ain't nevah gonna stop. It's just an act, Liz. Trust me, it's just an act. Look don't acknowledge 'im evah, okay. It's just – somethin' ain't right 'bout him. He just gives me dis bad feelin' inside. Just stay away from 'im, okay." Snitch took her hand and started walking.
"It's because he's bein' nice tah me. Snitch, you're jealous! You wanna protect me from everyone an' everythin' an' now da only person dat you protect me from is actually bein' nice tah me, you're jealous!"
He stopped in his tracks. "I ain't jealous. Jealousy don't have nothin' tah do wid it!"
"Den what is it? What is so wrong? He's changin', Snitch. You're supposed tah give everyone a second chance, an' it's only right tah give him one too." "Liz don't play dumb, cause you ain't dumb. He's only actin' dis way 'cause he wants somethin'." Snitch explained.
"Well, what does he want?"
"Liz, you damn right what da hell he wants. Stop actin' stupid. I mean, look at da big pitcha'! Guys like dat got one thin' on dere mind an' you know what it is. Dat's what he wants, an' he ain't gettin' it. But, you're gonna let him if you keep talkin' tah him an' tryin' tah change him forah da bettah. Liz dat's a waste of time, he ain't nevah gonna get bettah. I can assure you dat. Just forget 'bout him. He left us alone forah dis long an' I wanna keep it dat way." He hurried along to the PDC.
"You're wrong, Snitch." Liz said starting to get angry at him.
"Ooh! Okay, when somethin' bad happens tah you, be sure tah tell me about it. Just come an' tell me." Liz's mouth dropped.
"How dare you! Thomas Brigmont, you can be sellin' alone tahday!" She stomped off. Snitch knew he was in trouble, whenever she used his full name he was in it deep.
"Shit!" He screamed.
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Blink was waiting in line, behind Racetrack who was trying to get some of the younger Newsies to bet with him. Blink just stood in thought as Mush came over and slapped him on the back.
"Hey, Blink. Come here." Blink leaned in close so that Mush could whisper to him. "Ellen wants me tah come ovah tah 'er apartment tahnight at 10. She has 'er friend Mary-Ann dere too. Ya wanna come get laid?"
"Get outtah heah, Mush! You stupid faggot!" Blink pushed him away.
"Blink what's da mattah wid you? You always used tah come. Why don't ya wanna come now?" Mush asked confused. "You nevah used tah miss an opportunity tah get laid, an' here's one right now. What's da mattah wid you?"
"I just don't wanna make any more mistakes, okay." Blink admitted.
"What? Mistakes? Blink, its da goils dat make mistakes, not da guys. We just go an' have fun, dey're da ones dat have tah live wid it."
"You're a bastard, Mush. A true bastard, just get outtah heah." Blink said pushing almost off of the platform thing that he was standing on.
"Blink?" Mush gave him the saddest look.
"I don't wanna go, Mush. Dis time you can go by yourself."
Mush walked back over to Blink. "I'm not gonna go if my best friend don't go."
"Mush, I ain't your best friend."
"Yes you are. Blink, even though you're a faggot an' we fight a lot, dat don't mean dat you're not my best friend. I mean, sometimes I wanna beat da shit outtah you because you're a bastard, but den I look at all da good times we've had. All da shit dat we got intah an' all da shit dat we could'a got our asses beat for, but escaped by a hair. All dat I did wid you an' I wouldn't have it any other way." He smiled at him.
"Shut da fuck up, shithead." Blink laughed as he punched Mush. That was their way of saying 'thanks'. They exchanged their beatings and waited to buy papers.
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Oscar had an evil grin on his face as gave out papers to the Newsies.
Snitch came up to the window. "Fifty papes."
"Heya Snitch." Oscar smiled at him. Snitch looked the other way. "Aww c'mon, Snitch. I'm bein' nice tah your goil! Don't dat mean somethin' tah you?"
"If you touch 'er, I swear to God Oscar!"
"What? Snitch, I'm tryin' tah be nice here."
"I swear tah God dat'll I'll kill you! I'll torture you an' make you die a slow an' painful death. Then I'll laugh as you slowly descend to hell you where you belong!"
"Oooh, I'm really scared. Don't hate me, Snitch. C'mon I'm a changed man now. I ain't nevah gonna hoit your goil. I care forah her too much for dat."
"Mark my words, Oscar. If I ever catch you doin' anythin' tah hoit 'er, you can't say dat I didn't warn ya."
With that, Snitch got his papers and headed his own way. ~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~
"Blink, where do you sell?" Liz asked walking up to him.
"Bowery, wid Mush." He replied.
"Oh, well dat answers dat question." She turned around to ask someone else if she could sell with them.
"Liz, he ain't at all what he is. Wait, dat didn't come out right. What I'm sayin' is dat; he ain't always what everyone thinks he is. Yeah, he's real sexed-up an' a bit fucked up in da head, but dat's just his way. You have tah take da time tah get tah know him."
"I've tried Blink. Dey'res nothin' tah know 'bout him. He's just Mush an' nothin' else. Da joker an' da idiot of da bunch. Dat's all." She shrugged, feeling a little bit guilty for being so closed minded about Mush, but Mush was Mush. That's all he was and all he will be. He's not one to have a serious conversation with; he would just laugh in your face. He was just there to have a laugh and that's it.
She kicked a few rocks around as she looked for people. "Where to sell, where to sell, if I tell I'll be bound for hell." She sang. She saw Tag and Specs stroll by. "Dey lie." Jack and Racetrack walked by. "Dey gamble." Itey and Jake slid by. "Dey don't like me." Boots and Tumbler. "Dey're too little." Dutchy and Pie Eater. "Dey lie." Snipeshooter and Slider. "Dey're obsessed wid smoking, well Snipe is." Bumlets, Snoddy and Swifty. "Dey are like a trio an' I don't wanna make it a quintet." All that was left was Skittery. "He gots a boyfriend." She paused for a moment. "Well, I guess I can't be too picky." She trotted up to him. "Skittery, um, could I sell wid you today?" She bit her lip.
"Are you sure? I mean, I sell in Queens, an' kinda wid Chicken." He explained.
"Sure I'm sure. Well, yeah. I guess I'd love tah meet da guy, ahem, Chicken," She paused "Wing." She had a smile on her face.
"Don't do dat when he's around. Yeah he has a stupid name, but don't make fun of it." Skittery told her.
"Why is he called Chicken Wing?" She asked as she followed him to Queens.
"I don't really know. It was because of an old thing he did. I don't know, I think – oh yeah! Yeah, dere was dis infamous "chicken" incident a long time ago. See, dey have sort of like a Tibby's in Queens, but it's called somethin' different. I don't know what it's called. But, anyway, dey had da chicken ready an' dey noticed dat someone had stolen all of da chicken wings. Dey went out da back door an' in da alley, dere 'e was. He had da chicken stuffed in his mouth. Hence da name Chicken Wing." Liz busted up laughing.
"Dat's da stupidest story I have evah hoid! But, it fits. Dat all true?"
"As far as I know it." He laughed right along with her.
"So what is dis Chicken Wing like anyway?"
"Well, he's a real nice guy. He's really sweet an' carin', sort of like Snitch, he likes tah get intah fights an' shit, but he's always dere tah cry wid. He comes off as a big scary guy, but he's real gentle an' wouldn't hoit a fly. You'll love 'im, Liz!"
"You love 'im?"
He frowned and scratched his head. "Liz, I"
"Skittery, do you love him. Don't be ashamed. A love is a love no matter who or what they are." She finally was understanding him. He described Wing with so much love; she never thought that it could actually be true.
"Yeah, Liz. I do. Wing is da best thing dat evah happened tah me. Just give 'im a chance, like I did. Okay?"
"No way, Skittery. C'mon, I AM comin' tah meet him ain't I? Skittery, I'd nevah do anythin' tah screw you guys up. I ain't heah tah judge, dat ain't for me tah do. I love Snitch an' dere ain't nothin' dat's gonna change dat. You love Wing an' you don't let nothin' change dat. Don't listen tah no one. Dis is you, Skittery. Love is just you an' him or her, or whatever. No one else, just you an' da other person."
He smiled. "True dat, true dat." He laughed.
They got to Queens and sure enough Chicken Wing was waiting there for him. Wing was 20 years old, dark skinned, tall, actually very tall, and a lot taller than Skittery; he had dashing brown eyes, a big nose and big full lips. He had a black rimmed hat on (the kind that Specs and Jake wear), a blue and white striped shirt and blue overalls, with a brownish vest thing. His eyes lit up as he saw Skittery walked towards him. The light decreased as he saw a girl with him.
"Wing, dis is Liz, she's gonna be sellin' wid us tahday." Skittery explained.
"Hi." Liz said shyly smiling at him.
His eyes lit up again and he smiled, revealing white teeth. "Hello, miss." He said politely, which made Liz smile even more. "How are you today, miss?"
"I'm fine, thanks. Yourself?"
"I'm just dandy." He smiled back at her.
All three of them were smiling at each other. Skittery was smiling the most, knowing full well that Wing made a good impression on Liz and that Liz liked Wing. Everything was going great so far! "Wing, you got your papes?" Skittery asked.
"No, I have tah get 'em now. I was late 'cause I was helpin' Miss. Landy with her stairs. She's one of dem rich folks on da upper side of town, she's a nice lady. Real nice really. She pays me penny every time I help 'er out, which is real nice'a 'er. She don't need tah do dat, no one evah pay me dat much forah helpin' 'em out. I'se keepin' 'er in mind." He smiled.
"Well, we can go get your papes now, Wing. Dat is if ya want to." Skittery suggested.
"Yeah, Skitts. What are we doin' sittin' 'round heah yappin' forah? We gots woik tah do, an' woik comes beforah play or in dis case tawk." Chicken Wing said as he put his arm around Skittery, but he got it away really fast.
"No, it's okay, Wing. She's okay wid it. She knows." Skittery assured him.
"Yeah, I am okay wid it." She smiled walking beside them. She could understand why Skittery is head over heels for Wing, he is a great guy. He's a nice guy and has a great personality!
"So, Liz, where you come from? You don't look like you'se from around heah."
"I was born in China."
"You leave China tah come tah 'Hattan?"
She nodded. "You believe dat?"
Chicken Wing laughed. "Say Skitts, she lyin' tah me?"
Skittery just had to laugh. Chicken Wing was quite a comedian. "No, I can assure you dat she's tellin' ya da goddamn truth. She ain't nevah lied in 'er life."
"Oh no? You nevah lie? What are ya, you goody-two-shoes er somethin'?" Chicken Wing joked.
"No, I've lied. I do bad stuff sometimes, I guess. Don't listen tah Skitzoid here, he don't know nothin'." She laughed.
"Oh I see. He's Skitzoid now? I ain't nevah hoid'a dat one before? Is dat your pet name forah 'im?"
"Oh yeah! You know it!" She said sarcastically. "Skittery is my little sugar-muffin." Skittery blushed a bit before laughing.
"Ooh I thought so. He is irresistible ain't he?" Wing pinched his boyfriend's cheek.
"Ooh yeah! I mean, I have a boyfriend, but when Skittery is around I'm always up for some cheatin', ya know what I mean?" She winked at Skittery.
"Now, I though you says you was a good goil? Liz, you ain't nevah lied in your life? Now I was born at night, but I wasn't born las' night. What is it dat you ain't tellin' me, miss? Is dere somethin' 'bout me dat you don't like?" He played. "Is it da 'ralls? If dat's what's makin' ya lie den I can sure find somethin' else tah weah."
"No, Wing, it ain't da 'ralls."
He pulled off his hat to reveal a mini 'fro. "Is it da painted cotton ball on my head? Is dat a interference?"
"Stop!" She held her sides, which were hurting from laughter.
"Now I can't seem tah, think what would be makin' a sweet goil like you lie? Is it da skin colah? If it is, I'll gladly get some paint an' paint it white forah ya."
"Woah, woah! I ain't prejudice, Wing."
He wiped the smile off of his face. "You ain't?"
"No! I was nevah taught tah look down on people, 'cause of da color of deir skin."
"You ain't? Oh, well, you'se different from most white folks. Dose folks in da good side'a town dey don't pay me nothin', dey think dat I'se gonna woik for dem for free. I appreciate it dat you don't look down on me forah what I am an' what I look like. You'se somethin' special, Liz. Somethin' special. Me wishes dere's morah people in da woild like you an' Skittery."
"I – we live wid black people. I nevah had anyone tah teach me tah look down on someone for da color of deir skin. I mean, we have some colored people in da Lodgin' House, but not dat many. But, we nevah look at dem differently. I nevah thought dat, you – I'm sorry."
"You didn't know. But you know dat I was just fakin' ya, right? I was just fakin' ya 'bout da whole lyin' thing. I know you was nevah lyin' you was tellin' Wing da exact truth. I do appreciate dat. Wing don't like bein' lied to." Chicken nodded in approval.
"So, where are you from, Wing?" Liz asked as they reached the PDC in Queens.
"Da state of Alabama! I was born dere, but my daddy was a slave an' he take my muddah an' me tah da North. An' heah I am, all alone on my own."
"Oh. I'm so sorry."
"Nah, don' worry 'bout it. I'se always been alone. Wing ain't nevah known family, Wing ain't nevah wanna know family. Wing loves it heah by himself. Nothin' bettah!" He smiled.
"Well, I nevah knew my family either." Liz told.
"No? Why? Where dey at? Dey don't leave a pretty goil like you did dey?"
She shrugged. "I don't know. I nevah knew any of 'em. I just sort'a did whatevah I wanted. I don' know if dey're alive or not, I hope dey are. I mean, if I could I'd go back tah China an' find dem, but I don't know. I think dat forah some reason; dey didn't want me or somethin'. I don't know." She explained.
"How'd you get ovah heah, though?"
"I don't know! It's really weird, but I don't really remember. I just kinda got heah. I don't remembah much 'bout my childhood. It's kinda all a blur, but I remembah followin' dis guy ontah a ship an' came here."
"I see. Well, my 'rents nevah gave me up or anythin', dey were killed."
"I'm so sorry."
"Yeah, dey was caught an' dey skinned 'em. But, dat was a long time ago. It's a long story, one dat I particularly hard tah explain, but you know what I mean, don't ya?" He winked at her. "Skittery, snap outtah it, boy. You has been awful quiet, what's da mattah wid ya?" He asked.
"I was just listenin' tah you two talk. You both seem tah be gettin' real close, maybe I should get you guys a room or somethin'."
"I don't know Skittery. Dat sounds like an awfully good idea; I mean she is real pretty. If I wasn't gay, I'd definitely consider it." He made her blush.
"I-what-ugh."
"Don't worry, Liz. You ain't got tah say anythin'." Skittery smiled. For the first time, he actually looked happy. He was now holding hands with Wing, but for once he was smiling. He was so bright when he was with Wing. It was like he was beaming with light, instead of dark with shadows and misery. Skittery was finally happy for once. It was something that was rare.
Liz understood that Skittery loved Wing. She was starting to like him too! His personality was just over the wall! He was a great person to talk to, he could make anyone laugh, and he was so happy and proud of himself for what he was. For once Liz knew someone who knew exactly how she felt. She was looked down upon by society because she was different. She knew someone that knew the exactly how it was. Wing was more than just a new friend; he was sort of like a brother in a way. He related so well with her. He made her feel as if she shouldn't be ashamed of what she was. He wasn't ashamed that he was black, and didn't know why he should be. He wasn't ashamed that he was in love with another boy and he didn't know why he should be either. He was proud of himself on every angle. Even if someone looked down on him for one reason or another, he'd still take the time and talk to them. He was just that way, always an optimist and never a pessimist.
Chicken Wing got his papers and walked again to their spot. They spent the whole day selling and laughing with each other. They day passed by so quickly, Wing and Liz just kept talking and laughing. Skittery joined in also, and for once in all her life Skittery and Liz were actually getting along. They would talk sometimes, but mostly they'd fight and be mad at each other. They just kept goofing off all day; when they finally got finished selling it was already dark out.
"I have tah tell you dis story'a mine. I can remembah it tah dis day, an' it is as funny as evah!" Wing explained. "Well, I was woikin' at da Millah's house, dey had dis carriage an' hoise. Dey tell me not tah do anythin' tah da hoise an' not tah touch da carriage. But, knowin' me I don't listen. Well, I was just doin' some odd jobs tah get some extra money, because I had a sistah tah feed an' stuff. So, dey pay me good an' I kept comin' back tah do dem woik. Well, dere was dis one day when Mr. Millah tells me dat he has tah go intah town an' dat I had da house tah myself. He trusted me an' gave me a list'a jobs dat I can do forah him 'till 'e comes back. Den I'd be woikin' forah 'im forah 'bout two yeahs, so he trust me good. Well, 'e decided dat it was too much woik tah get da hoise an' carriage out, so he leaves it dere. Well, I tells you dat I wanted tah ride dat carriage so bad! Since, 'e was gone an' wasn't gonna be back real soon, I took my chance. I hooked dat hoise up tah da carriage an' I started ridin' through da city. I felt like da King of New York (A/N: Haha! KONY!) ridin' through da city. Folks jus' wavin' tah me an' sort'a like lookin' at me like I was somethin' real special. Well, I started tah go fastah an' fastah. Da hoise started tah get outtah control an' I couldn't stop 'im. I saw dese little kids in da street an' so I jerked da hoise away. Well, da hoise all of a sudden stopped an' made me fly outtah da carriage on tah da hill." He stopped.
"Den what happened?" Skittery and Liz said in suspense.
"I fell outtah da carriage an' started rollin' down da hill! I was really bookin' it! I was goin' so fast, my head kept hittin' da ground an' nearly knocked me out. Dere was dis old fella' at da bottom of da hill. He saw me, but I didn't see him. I was rollin' down da hill yellin' "woah!" an' just screamin' my lungs out. Da fella' didn't run away, he ran up towards me, tryin' tah stop me. I was goin' so fast dat I knocked him ovah in da process. He rolls down da hill wid me an' we'se just screamin' an' yellin'. We gets tah da bottom an' sit dere forah while, tryin' tah get our sight back. Everythin' was goin' in coicles an' stuff. So, we finally get back tah life, an' I tell da guy dat he should'a moved. I says, "I'se real sorry, sir. You should'a moved when ya saw me comin', I hope you're okay." Da man didn't say a woid. I says, "Well thanks forah savin' me." An' do ya know what dat fella says tah me? He says, "No thank you!" An' he pats me on da back, picks up 'is cane an' skips away down da street singin'! Dat was da funniest thing I evah experienced in my life!" Everyone was holding on to each other, trying to keep their balance from laughing.
"You have da funniest stories, Wing! God my stories are nothin' compared tah yours! Why do we miss all the fun, Skitts?" Liz said trying to contain her laughter.
"'Hattan is nothin' compared tah Queens! Man we should have moved heah instead'a dere. We'd have so much more fun heah den in 'Hattan!"
"You guys should move here, we'd be happy tah have more 'Hattan people here." Wing joked. "You guys can stay in da Lodgin' House heah, but I don't live dere."
"Where do ya live, Wing?" Liz asked curiously.
"See dat ovah dere?" He pointed to an alleyway with a box and blanket in it. "Dat's my home. Dat's where I live."
"Dat's a familiar sight. I know how dat is." Liz agreed.
"It's home. It's not much, but its home." Wing shrugged.
"Hey who's hungry??" Skittery asked, changing the subject.
Wing and Liz looked at each other and shrugged.
"Let's go back tah 'Hattan, Wing you can come wid us an' meet some of da other guys. You'll have a great time, you can come tah Tibby's an' hang out an' shit." Skittery signaled for them to follow him.
"Dey know like you Liz?" Wing asked, referring to him being Skittery's boyfriend.
"Um, no. Don't say anythin', 'Hattan is different den Queens. I mean, dey won't understand." Liz explained as Wing nodded.
"Thought so. Nothin' unusual." He smiled again. ~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~* Wow! This was a long chapter!! Give me your opinions on Chicken Wing.
SNITCH: *cracks up* Chicken Wing.
Shut up, I am falling in love with him! I don't know, but he kind of reminds me of Crutchy in a way. I guess, because he has all this bad stuff happening to him and stuff. People take him for granted and stuff, they are prejudice towards him, they sort of use him in a way and all this bad stuff, yet he loves everyone! Chicken Wing is finding a nice firm spot in my heart! *sigh* Anyway, give me your views on him please! I'd love to know what you think of him...you know being your first impression and all. But, yeah just a reminder he IS actually in the movie. He isn't a figment of my imagination...just the whole personality and character thing. The looks and clothes all are his. The name and personality is all mine! Get it? Okay, anyway. Please read and review! Well, you already read, so now all you have to do is review! Thanks so much sweeties!!
One last thing before I let you all go your separate ways, here is what is in store for "I Love Chicken Wing Part II": ~~ They go to Tibby's and meet the guys. This is gonna be a comical meeting, I guess. Food is gonna be flying and they might possibly get into some trouble. ~~ Blink has some problems, sort of in a way. I guess that's how you describe it. ~~ Something with Snitch. I think it might be the Itey thing, I'm not sure. It has been a long long long long time since I last read the other chapter thing. ~~ Oscar is probably gonna show up or something. I don't know, I'm really not sure what is going to happen in this chapter.
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