So guess what I did. I emailed fanfiction and asked if they could make a section for In the Heights. And they did!! So let's take full advantage of it and post a TON of stories!
Benny watched the street outside with wide eyes. His pudgy fingers clutched the windowsill and he squinted past the grime on the windows, watching the cars on the highway below. He liked watching the cars pass by; he liked to count how many taxis he saw on the street.
One car honked loudly at another, and little Benny positively beamed with excitement. He loved hearing cars honk at one another. Depending on how the driver did it, it could mean any number of different things.
A long, loud honk meant, "Get out of the way!" It happened a lot when there were traffic jams. Benny found these honks annoying. Couldn't people just take turns? That's what they were taught in school. Maybe those drivers hadn't gone to school when they were little, or maybe they had already forgotten what they learned. Benny hoped that he never forgot anything he learned. He liked school, especially because he and Usnavi and Lincoln were all in the same class.
A shorter, but equally as loud honk usually meant, "Are you paying attention up there?" It happened when the car at the intersection didn't move when it had a green light. The person behind was in a hurry and was just reminding the other car to move. Benny liked these honks because it showed that people still helped each other out.
A short toot happened when a driver waved to another driver to let them go first at an intersection. It meant "thank you." This was Benny's favorite honk, because it told him that people were still polite, even while driving. It reminded him of how Lincoln would always let Usnavi and him go first into the classroom at school.
Benny's least favorite honk came when a car was backing out of a driveway or pulling out from the curb. Sometimes the driver would tap on the horn, producing a couple short little toots. This was meant for the people inside the building the driver had just left, and it meant "goodbye." Benny hated it when people said goodbye. It meant that someone he cared about was leaving and he would have to wait to see them again. He didn't like it when his teacher said goodbye at the end of the school day, and liked it even less when Usnavi and Lincoln, who lived on the same street, told him goodbye and turned on their walk home.
A loud, obnoxious truck horn startled Benny from his musings, and he blinked a few times, focusing on the gigantic truck on the street below. He had never seen a truck like that before, let alone heard its horn.
Benny decided that he liked trucks very much that day.
((Truck))