Disclaimer: I don't own
the New Kids, I don't even know the New Kids. I just got the idea for
this fanfic while on a train to New York. I probably got the personalities
all wrong, but that can't be helped, since, as I said, I don't know them.
For the sake for the story, I ignored the fact that the New Kids traveled
in two separate busses. This is set sometime in the early nineties, I
think. It's when Joe was still "in school." That's all, happy reading.
On The Bus
He was having a bad day.
Joe scowled as he stared down the math homework in front
of him. Only 24 problems to go. If a train is travelling north at 55
mph.... "I don't care!" he burst out, much to the amusement of two
of his bandmates, seated ahead of him, playing a spirited game of poker.
"Yo, what are you yellin' about?" Donnie inquired, his
voice dripping with amusement.
"Yeah," added Danny, somewhat disapproving. "You're gonna
wake Jordan up."
Joe followed Danny's gaze further back in the bus and
saw a sickening sight. Sure enough, Jordan was fast asleep, his head resting
comfortably on his brother's shoulder. They looked just like two cats
curled up in a sunbeam or something, and Joe scowled even harder. "That's
disgusting," he muttered, his voice low.
"What's disgusting?" Donnie sounded genuinely surprised,
and Danny glared at him.
"They are!" Joe pushed his homework away and leaned
back in his chair, crossing his arms over his chest and pouting.
"Aww, there's nothing wrong with them, you're just jealous."
Donnie turned away from him, considering the conversation closed.
"What would I be jealous about? I don't want him slobbering
on my shirt."
"You're jealous you don't have anybody to slobber on."
Joe glared hard at Donnie's back, and viciously kicked
the back of his seat. Donnie paid him no mind.
Joe scowled and fought to hold back a loud, frustrated
scream. Who did Donnie think he was anyway? And Danny had better quit
giving him dirty looks or he'd hide all of his weights. Well, the ones
he could lift, anyway.
He suddenly felt almost like crying. Here he was, miles
away from home, without a friend in the world.... He sighed and rested
his face in his arms. _Okay, now I'm exaggerating,_ he admitted to himself.
He had friends, of course, just not at the moment. _But dammit I'm allowed
to feel sorry for myself and I'm gonna!_
"Hey Joe, c'mere a second," called a soft voice from behind
Joe lifted his head and looked around; Jon was beckoning
slightly. Only slightly because any further movement would dislodge Jordan.
Joe mentally cringed at how unfriendly his voice sounded,
but Jon didn't seem to notice. He just smiled. "Come look at this."
Joe let out a frustrated and annoyed sigh, but stood and
approached anyway. Jonathan patted the seat next to him- the side Jordan
wasn't monopolizing - so Joe sat. He wasn't in the mood to argue. "What?"
"Look," was all Jonathan said. So Joe looked. And his
It had been a cloudy couple of days, so the sky was grey
and overcast. But at some point that morning, the sun had decided to come
out, and it was shining brightly through a break in the ominous storm
clouds overhead. Far below it, suspended in nothingness, was one solitary
fluffy white cloud, outlined in silver. It was a beautiful sight.
"Wow...." Joe managed, transfixed by the sight.
Jonathan chuckled slightly. "Yeah... it just happened,
ya know? I've been staring out this window for over an hour, and.... Well,
I just thought you'd appreciate it."
"Why... why didn't you just show Jordan?"
"I didn't want to wake him. That, and he wouldn't appreciate
it like you do. He'd just say 'That's nice' and go back to sleep."
"Oh...." Joe blinked as the sun vanished again and the
moment was over. "Well.... Thanks for showing it to me."
Joe started to get up and go back to his homework, but
Jonathan stopped him. "Why don't you keep me company for a while? Your
homework can wait, can't it?"
Joe thought about that. "Yeah, it can."
Joe did, and the two of them sat in companionable silence.
"Look at this," Danny said suddenly, ignoring Donnie's
attempts to peek at the cards in his hand.
"What?" Donnie looked around and his mouth dropped open.
"Would you look at that?!"
Jonathan smiled wearily at them and wiggled his fingers.
He couldn't move any other part of his body, since Jordan was asleep on
one arm and Joe was asleep on the other. Danny grinned. "You're not gonna
be able to feel your arms in a minute."
"I can't feel them now," Jonathan responded good-naturedly.
"My butt either."
Donnie guffawed into his hand. "You're so sweet Jon. I
can see the headlines now. 'New Kid Jonathan Knight Sacrifices Both Arms
and Butt to Save Youngest Bandmate From Severe Bad Mood!'"
Jonathan glanced over to Joe, who snored lightly and curled
up closer to him. "He just needed a friend, that's all."
"Somebody to slobber on," clarified Danny, punching Donnie
lightly in the arm.
"Well... shirts can be cleaned," Jonathan said. "I'm gonna
try to sleep. Wake me if my arms fall off."
"No problem." Danny grabbed Donnie's cards and reshuffled
them back into the deck.
"You peeked at mine, we're starting over."
"Oh. Hey, d'you think I was too hard on Joe earlier?"
"Nah, he was askin' for it." He paused, deep in thought
for a moment. "I guess Jon heard us."
"Why d'you think he called Joe over there? We probably
coulda invited him to play with us."
"Three-person poker? No way."
Danny gave him a disapproving look. "He was just feeling
left out, is all. Me an' you were over here bein' chummy, Jon and Jordan
were being... well, how they get, and he's by himself doing math homework."
"Oh. I guess I can see that. Why didn't you say something?"
"Didn't realize it until just now." Danny cut the cards
and handed the deck to Donnie. "Deal. And no cheating!"
"Me?" Donnie tried his best to look innocent and failed
miserably. "I wouldn't dream of it!"
Outside, the sun once again peeked out from behind the