Bad day (Skittery one-shot)
I don't own newsies in any way. Inspired by Bad Day sung by Daniel Powter.
I got up this morning and smacked my head on the bunk above me.
Blink jumped down and nearly kicked me in the head.
When he got down, I decked him.
"Whoa", Jack said.
"Da sun's not even up yet and she's already hit someone", Racetrack joked.
"Youse wanna be next Higgins?" I threatened. I got ready and stormed out of the lodging house. I got my papes. I sold more than half of them before a carriage drove by me and splashed water all over me and my papes. I salvaged what I could and sold them. I counted my money and realized I wouldn't have enough to eat lunch at Tibby's.
The boys probably wouldn't even notice I wasn't there.
I got up and tripped, effectively scraping up my palms and my face. I went to Central Park. I dozed off on a park bench, only to be knocked off of it by a police officer. I glared at his back as he walked off. I sighed and sat on the ground near the lake.
"Heya Flames", Skittery's voice said.
I looked away and whipped my face. "Hey Skitts", I sniffed.
He sat down next to me. He pulled out a handkerchief. He dipped it into the water and gently whipped my face and hands. "C'mon", he said, "Da guys are woindahin' what happened ta youse". He stood up and helped me up. He led me to Tibby's.
Jack looked at me and said, "What happened ta youse?"
Skittery just shook his head.
"What do youse want?" Mush asked.
"Don' mattah. Ise ain' gots enough ta pay foa it anyway", I sighed, "Jist foaget it. Ise goin' ta da lodgin' house".
*Skittery's Pov*
"What's up wid Flames?" Mush asked.
"She's had a really bad day", I said.
"Wese should do sometin' special foa 'er!" Tumbler said.
"Like what Tum?" I asked him.
"Wese should probably get 'er sometin' ta eat", Kid Blink said.
"Wese could all chip in and get 'er sometin' nice", Les said.
"Like what?" David asked him.
"Like a cake or somethin'", Les said, "She'd like dat".
"Isn' 'er boithday soon?" Mush asked.
"Yeah. Sometime next week", I said.
"Den it's settled. We'll throw 'er a pahty tonight", Jack said.
"Maybe we should staht wid da food. She's gots ta be hungry", I said. I ordered her favorite and took it to her. I knocked on the door.
She didn't answer so I just went in. She was sitting on her bed.
"Brought youse sometin'", I said.
"Youse didn' have ta", she said smiling.
"Youse had ta be hungry", I said.
"Tanks Skitts", she said.
I set the fish and chips in front of her.
When she was finished, she leaned in and lightly pecked my lips.
The tips of my ears turned red.
"Come wid me", I said. I led her downstairs.
"Surprise!" the newsies yelled.
Flames was speechless.
*Flames' Pov*
Les and Tumbler ran up to me.
"It was my idea!" Tumbler said.
"I helped!" Les said.
They took my hands and led me to the kitchen. Sitting on the counter was a cake with 16 candles on it.
I gasped. I walked over to it. "Skitts, c'mere", I said.
Skittery came and stood behind me.
The newsies sung happy birthday to me.
Skittery held my hair while I blew out the candles. Skittery kissed my cheek and said, "Happy boithday".
I turned and kissed him on the mouth.
His eyes went wide and the newsies cheered.
I pulled away and said, "Tank youse so much Skitts".
"Anytime", he said.
I picked Tumbler up and kissed his nose.
"Happy boithday Mama", he said.
"Tank youse baby", I told him.
"Hopefully tamarrah will be bettah", he said.
"Ise hope so too", I said. I felt someone tugging on my pant leg.
"Can I have some cake?" Les asked.
I laughed and said, "Yes deah".
This had been the best day ever.