hundredpapes: ((let's throw Race in as well now))
hundredpapes: ((just a suggestion, if you haven't already thought of it...he IS your best friend))
hundredpapes: ((MMMMMMMMM....enjoys her ginger snaps, and thinks of poor Muffins, eating *bleh* sun chips))
lady ofthe celts: Muffins was just finishing her exciting tale about being witness to the fastest pape sell in Newsie history, when Blush and gang came upon the scene. Jack was staring at her in disbelief, "You sayin he, 'Mr. Fuzzhead' sold more papes in less time than I, 'The MOST Awesome Jack' did. I don't believe it, it just can't be true."
hundredpapes: ((Thinks of poor Micky's feelings....That's not nice of Jack to call him a fuzzhead))
hundredpapes: *would comfort Micky, but since you keep him in your back pocket....people might start thinking things*
lady ofthe celts: "It is," Blink sighed, sitting with his head in his hands depressed beyond no end, by this time, not caring whose pride he hurt. Those two small words deflated Jack as nothing else could. Boots hit Blink on the back, "You know what you just did, now we are going to have to sing to him again, Boots took a big breath and began, "Gosh it disturbs me to see you Jack, looking... "
hundredpapes: LMAO!!!
hundredpapes: *honeylee's giving me weird looks*
hundredpapes: *takes another gulp of milk-with-little-cookie-bits-in-it* ((yech...it's warm))
hundredpapes: *puts lid back on cookie jar*
lady ofthe celts: When Blush ran in yelling, "Help, we need help. Snyder's got Davy!" inturupting Boots, well this was the last straw for Jack. "That's it! That's it! Ever since these jokers showed up in that hideous contraption I have had no respect." Jack stands up and begins walking to the Lodging House, "I'm going to my room." and he stomped off only to trip over some stray boxes.
hundredpapes: **WARNING** I AM Going to bed at midnight.
hundredpapes: *needs SOME sleep*
lady ofthe celts: The rest of the Newsies laugh, earning them a glare from Jack and all head off to sell their papes, except for Blush, Skittery (who incidentally did try to sneak off but Blush caught him) Muffins, the three Monkees, Mush and Race, who were trying to comfort Blink, well Mush more than Race.
lady ofthe celts: "Just soak the bummer," Race was telling Blink. Mush glared at him, "Go soak yourself! Your not helping Race, go see if Muffins and Blush need help. Leave the advice with girls to me." Race just blew smoke in Mush's face and sauntered over to the group planning Davy's escape.
hundredpapes: ((Mush DID meet that one girl that one night...I guess that makes him the resident expert))
lady ofthe celts: Micky was just finishing his run through, demonstrating his plan as he went along. "...An once we've dug the tunnel under his room we pop up through the floor and BAM! *Micky claps hands together* He's out!!!" Muffins stared at him, "Well that's great and all, but he is on the second story." Micky thinks hard for a moment and then a lightbulb pops above his head.
lady ofthe celts: he reaches up and turns it off, "We can just use a ladder and make a hole in the ceiling!" Mike hits him in the back of the head, "That's the stupidest idea I have ever heard." at that moment Peter piped up, "We could have him jump from the window!" Mike sighed, "I take that back."
hundredpapes: lol
lady ofthe celts: Race just made it to the group, "I know how we can get him out..." and they all bent their heads together planning and listening to Race's ideas.