Moseph: ((is unconscious))
Les: ((wandering in)) Oh, hey Moseph. Whatcha doin'?
Moseph: ((is unconscious))
Les: ...Moseph?
Moseph: ((is unconscious))
Les: ((pokes Moseph's body with stick)) Moseph? ...Wake uuuuuuup...
Moseph: ((twitches)) Snork ((snorts, rolls over))
Les: ((smiles with relief)) Oh! She's sleepin'! But...she needs to do the shout outs. How do I get her up? ((thinks)) Oh! I know! DAVID!
David: ((buttoning up pants)) What?
Las: ((blinks))...What were you doing?
David: NOTHING! NONE OF YOUR BUSINESS! ((runs away))
Les: Darn it! Now what do I do?
Skittery: Oh, hey Les. Whatcha doin with Moseph?
Les: She's sleepin'.
Skittery: Oh yeah? Why's that?
Racetrack: ((storming in)) Do none of you read the memo board! ((brandishes clipboard))
Skittery: When did we get a memo board?
Les: I can't read.
Racetrack: OH MY GOD! Alright, alright, remember your twelve steps, Race. Okay, for those of you who can read, the memo board says Moseph's doing stage crew for a performance of The Wizard of Oz, every night. And next week, too. For three hours. She doesn't get home until 11:00 most nights.
Les: A wizard! Where!
Skittery: Never mind, Les. So I guess she's tired, huh?
Racetrack: I would say yes to that one.
Les: So how to we get her up? She has to do shout outs!
Racetrack: Well, there's a few things we could try. Cold water dumped over her head-
Skittery: Nah, then she'll just make us dress up as characters from Rocky Horror Picture Show again.
Racetrack: Right. I'm not putting on those fishnets. For the fifth time. Well, we could try trickery. ((leans into Moseph's face)) HEY! MOSEPH! PULITZER'S TAKIN' OFF HIS SHIRT!
Moseph: ((snort)) Flurk. ((twitch))
Skittery: Yeah, Race, like she's gonna wanna open her eyes for that. Gross, man.
Racetrack: You got a better idea genius?
Skittery: As a matter of fact, I do. ((runs away))
Les: I want a dress like Glinda's!
Racetrack: ((shakes head)) Kid, you gotta get that looked at. It's called ADD.
Skittery: ((running back with David in tow)) Okay, Dave, you stand here and when I yell, you start unbuttoning your shirt, okay?
David: ((whining)) Do I have to? It's cold in here!
Racetrack: Yes, you have to! Someone's got to do the shout outs! We can't just leave the readers shout out-less!
David: Alright, fine. But I'd better be paid extra for this.
Skittery: I'm just going to ignore the fact that you aren't getting paid. ((leans over Moseph's face)) Hey Mooooooseeeeeph. Davey's takin' off his shirt.
Moseph: ((sits up)) Where!
Skittery: ((points)) Yonder he stands, shirtlessness in sight! ((thinks)) Wow...I can talk fancy. MUST stop imitating Moseph.
David: Oh, the things I do for my fans. ((starts to unbutton shirt))
Moseph: ((watches)) Mmmmm...David...
David: Okay, that's enough. Will you do the bloody shout outs now!
Moseph: Fine. But you owe me later, sweet cheeks.
David: ((shudders))
SHOUT OUT TIME!
TheAngryPrincess13: Yay! I'm glad you enjoyed it! Wow, that SUCKS about your computer. At least it's working now! Hope you enjoy this chapter!
Ginny: Yay! My domain is spreading! You know, you read/enjoyed Falling Down Stairs and now you're reading this! My power over you grows! ((fancy hand gestures)) I command you to read New York Is Calling Me! NOW! Ew, Ashley. She disgusts me and I don't even know her. Anyway, hope you enjoy the rest of this!
Pidge: Hey! You're back! Apparently, that happens with a lot of my fics. People write out really long reviews and then they disappear. Stupid fan fiction jerks. Curse those evil poking monkeys. Oh, the heat of the moment. It's very...hot? I have no idea. FELLOW ONTARIONIAN! ER...YEAH! Wait...there are more of us! WE MUST CONNECT! ((wild hand gestures)) How many Canadian fan girls do you know? Including you, I know...two. Well, I know more Canadian chicks who love Newsies, but no others who read/write fanfiction. I'm glad I'm filling in potholes for you. I've never heard the soundtrack. I was actually in a community theatre production of it and I know the words to pretty much all the songs and I have the script still, so that's pretty handy. I'm glad I'm enhancing the experience! That's what I'm meant to do, after all. I've never seen either movie either. But I also don't understand why Vanessa Williams would go for Jason Alexander. After seeing Pretty Woman, I can't look at him, so that's basically going to ruin that version if I ever see it. I LOVE Dick Van Dyke though, so I want to see that version more. And, you know, Ann Margaret. It's the connections. Aw, I'm glad you like my writing style! ((bows)) Thank you kindly! Ah, singing in the library. I know it well. Well, actually, not really, because that really would earn me some odd looks. BUT! I often listen to musical soundtracks or songs from musicals on my mp3 player in the library. Examples: Newsies, Wicked, Avenue Q, Rent, Rocky Horror Picture Show, Guys and Dolls and others. Oh God, I wish Rent would come back to Toronto. I can't wait to see the movie! Idina Menzel, Taye Diggs and Aaron Lohr, baby! Thankies for the review! Oh, just out of curiosity, where in Ontario are you from? I'm from Newmarket. If you're from the northern end of Ontario, don't hurt me. According to my geography teacher, northerners hate us, which I do understand. We kind of suck. Oh well. Anyway, thanks for the review, hope you enjoy this chapter as well!
PeliculaJane: ((observes empty email inbox with sigh)) I'm still waiting for an author alert, missy! I was promised a chapter and nada! Well, I'll forgive you if you review this chapter, which I know you will because, well, face it, you said you love my adaption(thank yoouuuu!) So you'll be back. Oh yes...you will be back... I, too, enjoy being a 50s ditz. It's just plain fun. And the Conrad Birdie scream. Who can forget that? Memorable moments, man...((fancy flashback montage)) Well, hopefully this lights a fire under your ass and you'll start writing again! Thanks for the review, hope you enjoy this chapter!
Kitty: BYE BYE BIRDIE KICKS SERIOUS ASS! But...so does Oliver...so confused! Well, I should be in Oliver in ...October, so then I shall have been in both and my life will be complete. Ooh, if you're looking for a crossover with David in a good part, I can not recommend "Hellie a' Brooklyn" by Brunette enough. It's a crossover between Newsies and The Illiad(if you're not familiar, it's that whole Troy story. Have you seen Troy? That would be it) and David plays an AWESOME part where he gets the girl and gets laid! Except I hate the girl, but Davey got a good part for once! Well, I'm glad that you're reading more than one fic by me. It's gratifying, in some weird way. Wicked IS awesome! I'm seeing it in March! ((squeals)) Thanks for the review, hope you enjoy this chapter!
XbellavitaX: I still can't believe you got to watch it twice. That's so upsetting. Boys can't watch Newsies. It's programmed into their nature not to like it. To further explain this, I will re-enact the reactions to my showing of a clip from Newsies further down the page. Yeah, they threatened to take it away. And you know what the kicker is? Most of them liked it! Only two of my friends hated it! They're just sick of me talking about it all the time. Oh, dear God, if my friends ever found out I wrote fan fics, they would really detach me. They would never let me watch Newsies again. Aw, you inspired a fic fan! Well, at least he didn't ship you off to the loonie bin, like my friends would. LOL, yeah, Ontario's in Canada. New Jersey, that's in like, New Jersey, right! Sorry, I couldn't resist. I feel like it's my duty to make fun of Americans' lack of knowledge about us. It's a great Canadian tradition. I'm assuming you haven't seen a comedy special called "Talking To Americans"? Yeah, you wouldn't like it. I love Fonzie! He's so cool! Aw, come on, you should really get a muzzle for Spotty or something. Poor Mush. ((pats Mush on head)) Hmm, a word to describe our boys...the other day I made up the word "technitastic". How bout that? Yeah, splendiferous is already a word. I love The O.C., but Seth is grating on my nerves and Sandy is going to get there if he doesn't stop this whole business with Rebecca. He's the coolest! I love Sandy. I want him to be my dad. No, I take that back. I want him to be my husband! I love him! Oh, dear God, if Seth tries heroine...well, let's just say, I'll prepare the shark. I love ol' Blue Eyes! And his voice! ((faints)) Yay, someone who shares my love of the Indo-China part! Maybe it's just because I love the phrase Indo-China. I had no idea such a phrase existed until this play. I SO can not wait until Honestly Sincere. I've never seen the play or movie, but it's definitely the most fun to perform. Basically because we just screamed and cheered, ran around and yelled "YEAH!", danced for a bit and then fainted. I'm definitely going to include some Jack hating before that scene. Aw, I'm so sorry. I'll give you a trivia question this time. Thankies for the review, hope you enjoy this chapter!
Oxymoronic Alliteration: Oooh...a collaborative fic? I want to get in on this business too! Oh, the cleverness of me. Damn...now I want a poster. If I know the answer to all the trivia questions, does that mean I can have one? Thankies for the review, hope you enjoy this chapter!
Elphie: I don't know if I told you, but I FINISHED WICKED! Huzzah for me! It was SOOOOOOO good! So I guess Elphie is Liir's mom, huh? Yep, when I was writing that chapter, I was thinking "Wow. Kathy as Helen is a good cast on my part. Well done, me." I'm still waiting for a free magazine subscription to show up at my door. Yep...stiiiill waitin'... Yes, I agree. You can have Jack, I want to keep my Davey. ((huggles David, since I'm still under contract not to kiss him until the end of Falling Down Stairs)) Oh, wait, it's not the same story. I can SO kiss him! ((smooches David)) Yay! Thankies for the review, enjoy this chapter!
Knots: Yeah, I thought you'd enjoy the reflection kissing thingy. I know I did. Well, the rubbers thing is in the script so...let's just hope she meant rubber boots. Now I kind of wished I'd combined a couple scenes for this chapter, since it's so short, but Honestly Sincere is next and it's going to be HUGE so I guess I figured might as well make this one short and save up some of my writing energy. Thankies for the review, enjoy this chapter!
Hollywood: WOOT FOR SCREAMING FANS! Without us, there would be no show. We rock the hardest. Aw, thanks, I'm glad you enjoyed it. Get that Valentines Day story up! I want to see what happens after I faint into those strong arms accompanied by the curious blue eyes! Thankies for the review, enjoy this chapter!
Ccatt: Yeah, gotta love David's mom. She's just plain hysterical. As in, funny. Oh, yeah, I know what that late night review syndrome is like. I'm also a victim of late night chapter posting syndrome. It's not exactly fun. No, take that back. Not fun. At all. Thankies for the review, enjoy the chapter!
So now that I'm done with shout outs (11 reviews! Thankies!), onto the chapter! Wait, a wee bit of notification. This chapter is short. Very short. Less than three pages. I'm REALLY sorry. There was only so much I could write for "One Boy" and "Honestly Sincere" is next, which, I promise, will be HUGE, so don't be too disappointed. I'm making up for it with authors notes and shout outs! Anyway, thanks everyone!
Disclaimer: I don't own Newsies(thanks to Disney) or Bye Bye Birdie(thanks to...whoever). I don't own the characters from Newsies or any of the OC's sent in(thanks to their creators). I DO own me, Moseph/Michelle, so there. Just TRY and sue me for that.
The scene at Sweet Apple's train station was pure insanity, possibly equal to that of Penn Station. More screaming teenagers. More vicious reporters. More aggressive photographers. The people of Sweet Apple had been driven to madness at the thought of seeing someone actually famous. However, when Jack Kelly stepped off that train and greeted the crowd with that cocky, charming grin that had been captured by every magazine and newspaper world wide, the citizens of Sweet Apple fell completely silent. It was surreal. Jack's smile faltered for a moment, concerned that he maybe wasn't as popular here as everywhere else. Weren't the girls supposed to be swooning at his feet? That thought seemed to trigger a reaction in one, lone eleven year old girl at the very front. She let out a long, piercing screech and fell into her neighbours arms in a dead faint. That's when the madness kicked up again. The din was unbelievable and Jack couldn't see his skin for all the girls clutching to his limbs.
"SHHUUUUUTTTTT UUUUUUPPPPPPP!" Jack looked down at the shortish girl standing in front of him. Her blonde hair was pulled up into a ponytail and she was looking at Jack with shining blue eyes.
"Jack Kelly?" she began. Like she really needed confirmation that it was Jack Kelly standing in front of her. Please. Jack nodded, shocked at her ability to silence the giant crowd. She smiled her most charming smile. "Jack Kelly, welcome to Sweet Apple! I'm Rose Hamilton, vice president of the Jack Kelly Fan Club. Now, before we escort you to the Town Hall where the Mayor himself is waiting, I would like to introduce to you the girl whom you have chosen to bestow your final kiss upon and who will now lead us in reciting the Conrad Birdie Pledge...Colleen Dupont!"
Rose stepped back and a shorter, red headed girl stepped forward. Jack assumed this was Colleen. She moved toward Jack, grinning nervously and staring at him as though she couldn't believe he was actually there in 3D. Colleen pulled out a picture tucked into the pocket of her black capris. A cut out of Jack from a newspaper. She put it over her heart and nodded at the other girls. To Jack's amazement, dozens of teenage girls of varying ages pulled out pictures of various of sizes, all featuring Jack.
"I, Colleen Dupont," Collen began. The girls echoed, each giving their own name. They spoke in such unison that no one could make out a singular name and Jack got the eerie feeling this had been rehearsed to perfection.
"...being of sound mind and body, do hereby promise to be loyal, courteous, steadfast and true, to Jack Kelly and the United States of America - both indivisible, with liberty and justice for all!" The girls ended the Pledge by kissing their pictures and tucking them back into pockets, belts, waistbands and, for a few girls, bras. They all turned expectantly to Jack. Jack felt like he wanted to run away screaming - these girls were, by far, crazier than any he'd encountered in New York - but he wasn't the hottest thing in the music industry for nothing. He plastered on a grin like he'd just gotten laid and made his way toward the nearest good-looking girl with that cocky swagger. As soon as she saw him, the girl froze, her gum dropping out unattractively. Jack was about to snake his arm around her waist and ask her name when he was yanked away by the collar of his leather jacket.
"Don't touch the girls, don't look at them, don't talk to them, how many times do we have to go over this?" David was muttering as he dragged Jack toward a car.
"David! Where are you-"
"Not now, Michelle!" David called to her above the heads of the crowd. "You get the bags, I've got to take Jack to City Hall!" Michelle sighed with exasperation and began to lug bags toward another car as the group dispersed.
"Colleen, before you go, can I talk to you for a minute?" Michelle looked up and saw a short, dark haired boy, frowning nervously.
"Right now? Can't it wait?" Colleen asked impatiently. Michelle leaned back on a suitcase and watched the events unfold.
"I don't think so, Colleen. It's important," the boy said, shaking his head.
"Racetrack Higgins, what's so important that you have to talk to her right now?" a dark hair girl demanded.
"What's so important, Skylar? I'll tell you what's so important!" Racetrack snapped at the girl, presumably Skylar. "The day after I give her my pin she goes around kissing someone else, that's what's so important! I want you to know that I'm quite upset about this. I've already had several headaches and a nosebleed."
"Why Racetrack," a sandy haired girl chuckled. "I believe you're actually jealous of Jack Kelly!"
"Me, jealous?" Racetrack scoffed. "I'm the opposite of jealous, Catherine. I'm very jealous! And I have every right to be. Colleen's my steady!"
"But that's just it, Racetrack," Colleen said, reaching forward and taking Racetrack's hand. "I'm your steady. Oh, I may admire Jack Kelly as one admires a far-distant and unattainable ideal. But I'm pinned to you, Race, and I don't care how common and ordinary you are. And that's how I'm going to stay!" Racetrack gave a small smile.
"You're not just saying that to make me feel better?" he asked hopefully.
"I mean every word of it, Racetrack," Colleen said, nodding. "Jack Kelly is just a fling. A steady is forever..." Colleen leaned forward and kissed him gently on the cheek. Racetrack flushed. "You're the only boy I need," she whispered. Racetrack grinned happily.
"Wow, thanks Colleen. You're the only girl for me."
"There's no reason for you to worry, Racetrack. Jack Kelly may be a great public figure, but he doesn't make me feel all dizzy and faint when I think of him. Only my steady does that. Why, even when I say his name, I don't feel a thing! Listen! Jack Kelly!...Jack Kelly..." Colleen seemed to have a sudden realization about who she was kissing. "Jack Kelly..." She began to waver and Skylar and Catherine rushed to her sides to steady her. Racetrack, however, took no notice.
"The boy she loves is the boy who makes her dizzy and almost faint," Racetrack said in a daze. "And that boy is me!" He scampered off, following a still shocked Colleen.
Michelle smiled wryly to herself and put the suitcase she hadn't even realized she'd been holding down. "One boy to be with forever and ever..." shesang gentlyto herself.
"Michelle? What's the matter?" Michelle looked up and saw David, holding his briefcase and wearing his usual worried expression.
"Well...I was just thinking of you, David," Michelle said.
"Never mind thinking of me! My speech! Where is it?" David asked frantically.
"In the briefcase," Michelle sighed.
"Right. Good. Bring it along," he said, handing the briefcase to her. "The Mayor's almost finished talking. Come on! Hurry up!" David dashed away in the direction of the City Hall and Michelle sighed, sitting on the suitcase cart and smoothing out her green skirt.
"That's the way it should be..." she said wistfully.
So, there's another short chapter done. Again, I'm sorry. Anyway, as promised to XbellavitaX above, I shall now re-enact my French classes' reactions to Newsies after I showed a clip from it("When I walk, does it look like I'm fakin' it?" to the nuns) for a presentation. Ahem.
Me: So, that's basically Newsies. Any questions?
Boys: Yeah. Um...what is this?
Me: It's Newsies.
Boys: ...And?
Me: ...It's a movie. Slash musical. A movie musical.
Girls: Who was that shirtless guy!
Me: That was Mush. Yeah, he's hot.
Girls: ((twitter excitedly)) Is he shirtless through the whole thing?
Me: Um...no.
Girls: ((sigh disappointedly))
Boys: So, what is this even about?
Me: Well, basically, there was a strike in 1899...((plot summary, blah blah blah))...and Newsies is a musical about that.
Boys: ...And that's your favourite movie?
Me: ...Uh, yeah.
Girls: Who's your favourite character?
Me: Well, I really like the two lead newsboys because they're good actors and they have nice voices and...they're hot.
Some Girls: Which ones were they? Was one of them the shirtless guy! ((twitter excitedly))
Me: No. One of them was the guy wearing the bandanna.
Some Girls: ((sigh disappointedly))
Other Girls: ((gasp, twitter excitedly))
Girls: So who's the other guy?
Me: Oh, he's not in it yet. At that point. But he's hot.
Girls: Can we see!
Teacher: Uh, no, I think we have to wrap this up and -
Boys: So, wait, let's get this straight: this...uh...
Me: Newsies.
Boys: This Newsies is your favourite movie?
Me: Um...yeah.
Boys: Why?
Me: Because -
Boys: Because you think the guys are hot? That's really stupid.
Me: No, not just because of that. I really like the songs and some of the acting's good and there's really good dancing even if the choreography kind of sucks. And the plot is original.
Boys: ((sigh)) Whatever.
Some Girls: Can we watch the part with the shirtless guy again!
Other Girls: No, the part with the other hot guy!
Teacher: Okay, thank you Michelle, onto verb tenses!
Class: ((lame applause))
And that concludes my presentation on Newsies. Inspiring, wasn't it? Now, for today's trivia question!
PART A: In what hit musical did Idina Menzel (former star of Wicked) make her stage debut?
PART B: What role did she play that she is reprising in the movie version?
Answer both parts to get one of the last signed Jack Kelly posters! ((tacks poster onto wall)) I've got mine! Do you have yours?
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