Disclaimer: I don't own Newsies.
------ I race up the stairs and stop in front of Katie, who was beginning to walk down.
"Hey, Katie." I grin, over-friendly. "How ya doin', kid?"
She shrugs. "Okay. Guess what?"
"I don't want to know."
She waved a hand impatiently. "Too bad. I'm tellin' yas anyway."
I sigh. Great. Now that she's distracted by her story, though, I grab her shoulders and turn her around, steering her up the stairs.
"So I hear from Isaac- Guarrani, you know?"
"I know Isaac, Katie. I only grew up with him."
"'Course, course. So, apparently- you know the Bennets?"
"Yes, Katie. I know the Bennets."
"Well, a bunch of people burned their house down last night."
I freeze. Burned their house down? Why? Everyone loves the Bennet's! Mrs. Bennet always visits people's houses when they're sick- she's do chores and fix dinner-
Remembering that, the nervous feeling returns in my stomach.
"Well, uh, why?" I ask, pretending to be interested in the dent the doorknob made in the wall.
"Well, I'm not sure but I'll think-"
"Damn it, Katie, just tell me!"
Katie looks me up and down, an odd look on her face.
"Sorry. I was just wonderin'."
She still looks doubtful, but continues. "Apparently Ms. Bennet's real nice- "
Duh, Katie. You incredible MORON!
"So she decides to take in a bucha muties. Had them in the back bedroom. Anyway, a bunch of people found out, and decided to go burn the house."
My jaw practically hit the floor. "But- but WHY?"
"Contamination, Swifty. Duh. You don't want a bunch of stupid muties getting us normal people sick, do ya? A room full of muties, that's enough to kill ya. Yup, very stupid. Hey, hey Swifty, ya listenin' to me?"
No, I'm to busy planning escape routes incase a bunch of wackos decide to burn MY house.
"Do I ever?"
"Yes."
I shrug and walk into the kitchen. "Or at least pretend to."
"Hey!"
We walk into the kitchen as my mom lifts the china bowl full of salad that her mother gave her before she died.
"Hey, Mom. Did you hear? They burned the Bennet's house. Apparently they were harboring muties."
The blue-patterned bowl shatters as it crashes to the ground.
---- I luffles this fic. And I luffles my new Bumlets!Muse! *flying tackle glomps Cards for giving him to her and Poley for recommending him*
Shout outs? Okay!
Shortie: Yay! I'm money! Everything's money! WOO! Money! *luffles Shortie too*
Harley: I LOVE that part- and we'll revisit it soon. Cause it's just so fantabulous. I wanna give Newsies a sponge bath, too. We should have a party! And everyone can sponge bath Newsies and it will be SO much fun!
Raven: I know. It was awful. So shoot me. I'm writing the next chapter of Dead Souls (or at least starting it) right after this.
Hotshot: *fells special that this was the first update you tackled* Yeah, there's a bit of grammer stuff.I'm gonna fix that all one day soon- after I finish writing my essays for school. Katie might find out soon- then again, she might not. But, I promise, when Swifty goes back downstairs, they'll all get nicknames. Horses + Swifty= Good (as Keza says)
Flare: WOO! This fics weird, it's just all short chapters. Strange. Wow, now I have to ponder that forever.
Sita: Did you notice this fic has incredibly short chapters? It's strange. Equestrian!Swifty rock my socks. *dislikes schtoopid parentals*
Poley: Did YOU notice this fic has incredibly short chapters? That bothers me. *gasps as Poley is hurt* *sends Dr. Pie to aid her* Thanks for all the reviews, darling! *skips away*
Falco: *tackles the waffles and fights the muses for them* Waffles! WOO! *is sad too* Yeah. It's sad. But, I feel evil saying this, it's gonna get worse *nods* Thanks for the review!
Keza: *pictures spongebathing Newsies* hehehe- oh! Hi! I loved that book too! You but my butt all the time, Keza *laughs* Okay, I exaggerated a little, but oh well. That's why I'm called Tabloid. Yay! It flows *throws a party*
------ I race up the stairs and stop in front of Katie, who was beginning to walk down.
"Hey, Katie." I grin, over-friendly. "How ya doin', kid?"
She shrugs. "Okay. Guess what?"
"I don't want to know."
She waved a hand impatiently. "Too bad. I'm tellin' yas anyway."
I sigh. Great. Now that she's distracted by her story, though, I grab her shoulders and turn her around, steering her up the stairs.
"So I hear from Isaac- Guarrani, you know?"
"I know Isaac, Katie. I only grew up with him."
"'Course, course. So, apparently- you know the Bennets?"
"Yes, Katie. I know the Bennets."
"Well, a bunch of people burned their house down last night."
I freeze. Burned their house down? Why? Everyone loves the Bennet's! Mrs. Bennet always visits people's houses when they're sick- she's do chores and fix dinner-
Remembering that, the nervous feeling returns in my stomach.
"Well, uh, why?" I ask, pretending to be interested in the dent the doorknob made in the wall.
"Well, I'm not sure but I'll think-"
"Damn it, Katie, just tell me!"
Katie looks me up and down, an odd look on her face.
"Sorry. I was just wonderin'."
She still looks doubtful, but continues. "Apparently Ms. Bennet's real nice- "
Duh, Katie. You incredible MORON!
"So she decides to take in a bucha muties. Had them in the back bedroom. Anyway, a bunch of people found out, and decided to go burn the house."
My jaw practically hit the floor. "But- but WHY?"
"Contamination, Swifty. Duh. You don't want a bunch of stupid muties getting us normal people sick, do ya? A room full of muties, that's enough to kill ya. Yup, very stupid. Hey, hey Swifty, ya listenin' to me?"
No, I'm to busy planning escape routes incase a bunch of wackos decide to burn MY house.
"Do I ever?"
"Yes."
I shrug and walk into the kitchen. "Or at least pretend to."
"Hey!"
We walk into the kitchen as my mom lifts the china bowl full of salad that her mother gave her before she died.
"Hey, Mom. Did you hear? They burned the Bennet's house. Apparently they were harboring muties."
The blue-patterned bowl shatters as it crashes to the ground.
---- I luffles this fic. And I luffles my new Bumlets!Muse! *flying tackle glomps Cards for giving him to her and Poley for recommending him*
Shout outs? Okay!
Shortie: Yay! I'm money! Everything's money! WOO! Money! *luffles Shortie too*
Harley: I LOVE that part- and we'll revisit it soon. Cause it's just so fantabulous. I wanna give Newsies a sponge bath, too. We should have a party! And everyone can sponge bath Newsies and it will be SO much fun!
Raven: I know. It was awful. So shoot me. I'm writing the next chapter of Dead Souls (or at least starting it) right after this.
Hotshot: *fells special that this was the first update you tackled* Yeah, there's a bit of grammer stuff.I'm gonna fix that all one day soon- after I finish writing my essays for school. Katie might find out soon- then again, she might not. But, I promise, when Swifty goes back downstairs, they'll all get nicknames. Horses + Swifty= Good (as Keza says)
Flare: WOO! This fics weird, it's just all short chapters. Strange. Wow, now I have to ponder that forever.
Sita: Did you notice this fic has incredibly short chapters? It's strange. Equestrian!Swifty rock my socks. *dislikes schtoopid parentals*
Poley: Did YOU notice this fic has incredibly short chapters? That bothers me. *gasps as Poley is hurt* *sends Dr. Pie to aid her* Thanks for all the reviews, darling! *skips away*
Falco: *tackles the waffles and fights the muses for them* Waffles! WOO! *is sad too* Yeah. It's sad. But, I feel evil saying this, it's gonna get worse *nods* Thanks for the review!
Keza: *pictures spongebathing Newsies* hehehe- oh! Hi! I loved that book too! You but my butt all the time, Keza *laughs* Okay, I exaggerated a little, but oh well. That's why I'm called Tabloid. Yay! It flows *throws a party*