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Jonathan

[Inspired off the movie Annie 1982. This book is an H20VANOSS. Other ships will be included]

 Characters replaced

Annie – Jonathan

Sandy – Squirrel

Molly – Bryce

Pepper – Ryan

 [All other characters will be the same, others have been added. I’d like to say this story is in between 2010 to 2014.]

Chapter One

‘Maybe’

Jonathan sat up on the window sill in his room, he lived in Hudson St. home for boys, the light from the moon shined into the room and on Jonathan’s face showing off his scattered freckles around his face and short but curly hair, tonight he had tied some pieces into a braid. It was late and he couldn’t sleep so he did what he was best at upon the window sill. Singing.

“Maybe far away or maybe real nearby...He may be pouring her coffee, she may be straightening his tie! Maybe in a house all hidden by a hill. She’s sitting playing piano, He’s sitting paying a bill!”

Jonathan looked the window with a slight grin, with his finger he drew a smiley face on the window.

“Betcha they’re young, Betcha they’re smart, bet they collect things like ashtrays, and art!

Betcha they’re good. Why shouldn’t they be?

Their one mistake”

Jonathan looks back into his room looking at the other kids asleep, his smile flattened a little.

“Was giving up me…”

He turned back to the window.

“So maybe now it’s time, and maybe when I wake. They’ll be calling my ‘baby’, maybe”

Jonathan looked up to the stars, it was one of his many favorite things. He raised his hands towards the moon and pretended to grab it. Bryce started struggling in his sleep, moaning and turning. Jonathan looked to him and climbed down from window sill and rushed over with a worried look.

“Jon, Jon, Jonnn, Jonathan!!” the seven-year old called out while sitting up in bed tearing up. The older by 9 years sat next to Bryce, pulling him into a hug, Jonathan put one arm around his shoulder and his other onto his hair stroking it, Bryce just grabbed Jonathan’s waist crying silently. “Shh, its okay. Everything’s gonna be alright, there there” Jonathan placed a quick kiss to the crying child’s cheek “it only a dream Bryce, it’s alright”

Ryan had by now awaken and grumbled “How am I supposed to get any sleep around here” He threw his hands up in the air from where he was laying in bed. “its only a dream. Everything’s alright.”

Ryan crossed his arms and turned his head in bed to looked at the two hugging. “Bryce shouldn’t be in this room!” He soon got up walked along the other beds where the other boys slept “He’s a baby!” standing on top of them as he went across “He cries all the time”.

“OW!” one called out has Ryan stepped on their head, he stood on an others ankle, they cried out in pain too. The other moved out the way in time “Come one!” they called out to Ryan for ruining their sleep.  

Ryan then smirked, “He wets the bed”

Bryce quickly stood up from the hug Jonathan was giving him and cried out “I do not!”

The boys Ryan woke pushed him off the bed he was standing on and started hitting him with pillows they slept with, while shouting out things.

“Stop we’ll get in trouble!” One called out in a panic of Miss Hannigan coming in, but they continued shouting and hitting.

Jonathan soon stood up “Stop it”, He walked over swinging his arms to look tough “Cut it out”

He pulled Ryan away from the other boys “I mean it!” he pulled a pillow away from one of the boys “Do you want Miss Hannigan to come in here?”. He pulled one of the boys again, motioning him to go back to his original bed, He looked towards another boy and glared “Go back to bed”, they did.

Ryan stood up from the bed he was sitting on and put his hands on his hips, pouting his lip and leaning over Jonathan, since he was taller. “Now” Jonathan whispers, “Or you’ll have me to deal with” He said bring up his fists. Ryan scoffs “Oh blow it out your old wa-zoo!” and he goes off back to bed, Jonathan returns back to Bryce, getting him to sit back into bed. Jonathan cuddles back up into him “close your eyes, think about your folks” Jonathan smiles at Bryce, Bryce returns the smile. “You’re the only one that really has folks” Bryce says sadly playing with Jonathan’s amulet, “Mines are dead”. Jonathan smiles again “Think, about the folks that want to adopt you, they want a little boy with blond hair and blue eyes!”  

“Betcha he reads, Betcha she sews, maybe she’s made me a closet of clothes!”

All the other boys who have settled back into bed listen to Jonathan’s signing.

“Maybe they’re strict as straight as a line, don’t really care.

As long as they’re mine...”

One of the boy’s mutter “Oh my goodness”.

“So maybe now this prayer’s the last one of its kind…please won’t you come get your ‘baby’”.

Step, step, step.

Jonathan silently gasps and hugs Bryce closer. A shadow appears in the doorway, the shadow simulates someone taking a drink from a bottle, the shadow gets closer as the person walks in, and its no other than Miss Hannigan, she switches the light and stumbles further into the room. She stares all of them down, “Did I, hear singing in here?” Miss Hannigan runs her tongue over her teeth. She walks over to the front of the beds, her bottle that contained whiskey moving around in its container.

“Alright? fine”, She leans over one of the beds “Since were all so” She grabs the blanket one of the boys are hiding under, “Wide awake!” She pulls the sheet off from him. Everyone starts to moan, “Get up, get out of bed” She motions them to move. She throws another blanket from the beds while the other boys get up colleting their clothes to change “Clean up this mess, get dressed!”.

She points to the ground, “And this room better be regulation before breakfast, my little pig droppings, or kill, kill, kill!”

Jonathan arose from Bryce’s bed “But it’s in the middle of the night” He gave her a confused look. Miss Hannigan mocked him repeating what he had said, “But it’s in the middle of the night” Miss Hannigan then proceeded to grab Jonathan’s shirt and bring him close to her face, Jonathan went against not looking at her, “And if this floor don’t shine like the top of the Chrysler building, your backsides will, Y’understand?”.

All the orphans gulped and answered, “Yes, Miss Hannigan”

Miss Hannigan looked at all of them and turned to Jonathan again, “What do we say, Jonathan”

Jonathan gave a fake smile “I love you, Miss Hannigan.” She rolled her eyes, “Why any kid would want to be an orphan is beyond me” She let him go and Jonathan jumped off the bed and onto her foot, “UARGHH”, Jonathan rushed away with the other boys, laughing and giggling.

Everyone in the house by now were up. A song they all knew very well was always sung during cleaning. Jonathan made sure to teach every single one, so they didn’t feel so bad when tidying up around the forsaking home.

Jonathan set up the cd player and plopped in the disk, he had sat it on the window next to the stair where most of the boys were starting to clean, A boy passed by carrying a bucket of soapy water and a sponge, the music started to play.

One boy was scrubbing the wall but gave up and kicked it, another was falling asleep on the bannister, the kid passed them both and found Ryan flat on his stomach on the stairs cleaning it, Ryan pulled himself forward down the stairs, Jonathan sat at the bottom, hand on chin, he looked back up to them, “it’s the hard knock life for us”.

Kids from upstairs looked over the bannister shouting/singing down, “It’s the hard knock life for us!”

Jonathan looked up to all of them, He smiled and continued “’Stead of treated”. They sang back “We get tricked!”

Some boys started sliding down the bannisters, Jonathan’s smile became brighter knowing they weren’t as sad as when they were told to get up, “’Stead of kisses”, Once again they sang back but louder “We get kicked!”.

Everyone ran through the corridors, singing proudly along with Jonathan, Ryan looked annoyed, He caught someone watching instead of cleaning, He grabbed them by the shoulder and then clapped. They got right back to work.

In another room. Lads were sweeping and two other messing about, one of them ground holding up the other one upside down while kicking their legs.

“It’s a hard knock life! Got no folks to speak of, so it’s a hard knock row we ho”

People jumped up and down from tables.

“Cotton blanket” Jonathan could be heard from outside the room, the many in the room replied “’Stead a wool”. They all continued as Jonathan passed the room. “Empty bellies, ‘stead of full”, They waved around sheets. A whistle was blown, and Ryan pushed the sheets away glaring at them all.

In the kitchen the music could still be heard. They males passed around the plates around the table. Jonathan came through the doors holding a stack of plates and placed them onto a trolley. He sighed, “Doesn’t it always feel like the wind is howling?”

Jonathan spins around on the trolley passing two boys who continued the lyrics, “Don’t it seem like there’s never any light?”.

Jonathan had moved the trolley next to the sink for washing the plates where Bryce sat, they both sang together “Once a day, don’t you wanna throw the towel in?”

Jonathan threw the plates into the sink, Ryan slipped on the water that jumped up, he looked to Jonathan and swung his fist in a circling way to threaten Jonathan. Jonathan backed up with an ‘ooh’. Ryan grumbled, he moved into the onion room with Jonathan where boys were crying from sorting them out, He shook hid head and surprisingly started to sing along too, he sang- “It’s easier than putting up a fight”

Jonathan smiled at him, “No one’s there when your dreams at night are creepy! No one cares if you grow or shrink! No one dries when your eyes get wet and weepy.”

Everyone else started singing again, Ryan picked up a bucket of water another boy opened the door that led to the outside metal stairs and walked in front of Ryan, “From all the crying you would think this place would sink!”, Ryan threw the water “at the boy getting it all over him.

“Ohhhh!” Boys started climbing the metal railings, more water been thrown over and clothes getting beat to dry.

Jonathan and some other boys started wiping the floors. They all stood on both knees and when back down again with the beat laying on their chest’s hands to cheeks “Empty belly life!” They all rolled and reached for the air before kicking their legs while sitting on their bottoms “Rotten smelly life!” They all stood and jumped, and Jonathan swung with cloth around before dumping it on the ground.

He picked up a bucket and poured it down the stairs he walked down, Bryce sat at the bottom of the stairs, “Santa clause we never see”, Jonathan sat next to Bryce a step up, “Santa clause, what’s that? whose he?”. They both stood and headed back upstairs, “No one cares for you a smidge, when you’re an orphanage. It’s a hard knock life”, Everyone sang together. Ryan came around again with his whistle, everyone started heading up stairs. They all spoke the each other, they all also had to step over the boy sleeping on the steps of the stairs, some laughing at him, some shaking their heads.

Bryce was behind them all, He whistled at the sleeping boy and imitating Miss Hannigan, he grabbed his arm and spoke “You’ll stay up till this building shines like the of the Chrysler building!”, Bryce then procced to pull him upstairs.

Everyone but Bryce sang again, “Kill, kill!” Bryce became to be Miss Hannigan again, “Yank the whiskers from her chin”. Bryce pushed them out the way “Little pig droppings!”, some kids pretended to stab pins, “Jab her with a safety pin”. Kids circled all around little Bryce “Rotten orphans!”.

One kid holed a bucket towards him, “Make her drink a Mickey Finn”. Bryce ran away, “Nobody loves you.” The boys from behind laughed “We love you Miss Hannigan!”

Bryce walked into a room with beds and started to giving orders, “Get to work! Strip them beds!” Boys jumped and tumbled from the beds taken the sheet. All of them picked up pillows hitting each other, feathers flew all around the room becoming white, Bryce went into the next room. “Scrub that floor! Polish my shoes!”, the other boys crawled after Bryce trying to grab his shoes. One by one the boys started getting into single line “And I mean”, They headed up more stairs, “NOW!”. They were back at their rooms.

 Everyone started to sing again, “it’s a hard knock life for us, it’s a hard knock life for us!”, One boy started to push a laundry basket, “No one cares for you a smidge”. More boys jumped on the bed as others pulled the sheets from under them. “When you’re in an orphanage”, Everyone started to bundle the sheets into the laundry basket. Jonathan climbed onto the bed and got ready to jump, jump into the laundry

“It’s a hard knock life, it’s a hard knock life! It’s a hard knock life!!!”. Jonathan then jumped into the basket of sheets as all the other boys put in the other sheets covering Jonathan.

They all started speaking to get Jonathan out, “Get him outta there” “Get out” “Were gonna get killed”.

Jonathan peaked out a little and whispered, “Cover me up”. Ryan grunted “All you ever do is run-away”, Most of the boys badgered off by now, “oh my goodness, oh my goodness” a young boy cried, one older said “She’ll put you in the cellar with the ghosts!”, another hesitantly responded with- “You’ll get whipped again, you’re gonna get us in trouble” .

Bryce was a little upset and was making noises. “Bryce shut up” Ryan waved him off and the investigated the basket “I’m going to tell”, Jonathan laughed “And I’m going to rearrange your teeth!”.

Miss Hannigan came around the corner blowing her whistle, Jonathan whispered again “Stomp on her feet!”, all the boys turned to stood in front of the laundry basket. She was clearly still drunk from earlier, swaying, “What are you all doing here, standing?” Some shrugged “Your supposed to clean the kitchen and the bathroom before lunch, my little pig droppings! And if ya skip a corners, there will be no lunch. And we’re not having hot mush today.”

The boys cheer until Miss Hannigan blows her whistle.

“We’re having cold mush.”

They groan. “What?!”, the orphans stop and reply “We love you, Miss Hannigan”. She sighs “Wonderful”

She looks around, looking around for Jonathan. “Where’s Jonathan?”. Bryce looks at her “He had to go to the bathroom…”. Miss Hannigan scoffs and waves her hand about mocking her “He had to go the bathroom”.

The doorbell suddenly rang, and a voice could be heard calling out “Miss Hannigan! Miss Hannigan!”. Miss Hannigan gasped “Oh, Mr. Bundles!”, she ran away to get the door.

The boys laughed and repeated her “Mr. Bundles!”

Mr. Bundles gave up calling her name and walked over to his van, he was apart of a cleaning company. He opened the doors to his van, The door to the home for boys opened and out cam Miss Hannigan. She smiled “Yoo-hoo”, Mr. Bundles waved “Yoo-hoo”.

She laughed and swung her necklace in her hand and walked up to him, making him back up into his van. “Its time for a tumble with a bundle”, Mr. Bundles shook his head. “Not today Miss Hannigan, I’m behind- Oh!” Miss Hannigan and turned him around taking off his hat “My schedule I mean!”

“But our schedules in the storm of passion, Mr. Bundles just so much flatsawn and Jackson!” She grabbed his face in order to kiss him, but he pushed her off “Oh, Miss Hannigan, please!”.

The orphans came out pulling the laundry basket with Jonathan inside. One of the boys called out for Mr. Bundles, “Mr. Bundles!”. Miss Hannigan groaned, “What are you doing out here?”. They replied, “Helping you, its heavy stuff”. Mr. Bundles smiled “Yeah, it’s a lot heavier than usual-“ Bryce hit Mr. Bundles, “Shh!”. He got the message.

“Why it shouldn’t be, what’s in there?”. Mr. Bundles walked over to her, “Miss Hannigan, Miss Hannigan” He pulled her down in his arm “oh yes?” She asked, “Your just my type of woman” He kissed her neck, “Miss Hannigan” And kissed it again looking behind him after to make sure the boys were getting the laundry basket in alright.

20: Knight

21: Fairy

22: Pirate

23: Cat

24: Mad Scientist

26: Clown

28: Wizard

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