A spoonful of love makes da medicine go down (Spot Conlon One-Shot)
I do not own Newsies in any way. Title sort of borrowed from Mary Poppins.
The fearless leader of Brooklyn, Spot Conlon, was sick. He was sneezing and coughing. He literally looked like Rudolph the red nosed reindeer.
The boys didn't dare laugh at him.
"Spot, youse sick", Sophie said.
"Tanks foa pointin' dat out", he snapped.
Sophie led Spot to the sick room. She made him lie down and shed his shirt. She grabbed a water basin and put a washrag in it. She folded it and put it on Spot's forehead.
Spot shivered.
"Youse gots a fevah", Sophie told him.
"Woindahful", he said bitterly.
Sophie took Spot's hand.
"Soph?" Spot asked.
"Yes Sean?" she asked using his real name. She was the only one allowed to use his real name.
"Would youse run ta da market and get me some medicine?" he asked. He handed her some of Brooklyn's spare money.
She kissed his forehead. She left and put Freckles in charge of Spot.
Freckles was the youngest newsgirl in Brooklyn and Sophie knew Spot had a soft spot for the young girl.
Sophie returned from the market and found Freckles reading Cinderella to Spot.
Spot had a content little smile on his lips.
"Frecks, Ise'll take ovah fwom heah", Sophie said.
Freckles kissed Spot's cheek and said, "Gets bettah Spot".
"Now, run along and play wit Diamond", Sophie told her. She nodded and ran out of the room. Sophie laughed.
"What?" Spot asked.
"Oh nuttin'", Sophie said, "It's jist…youse like da fadder she nevah had".
"Ise might adopt 'er someday, when Ise get oldah…youse know?", Spot said, "Ise love 'er like a daughder".
Sophie smiled at that statement. Sophie handed him the antibiotics and he downed them with water.
"Bleck. Ise can still taste it", Spot whined.
Sophie kissed him and said, "Bettah? Me mudder always said a spoonful of love makes da medicine go down".
"No she didn'", Spot said smirking.
"Shuddup and get some rest", she said pushing him down on the bed. Sophie got up and flipped off the light.
"Ise love youse Sophie", she heard Spot said.
"Ise love youse too Mr. King of Bwooklyn. Now please shuddup and sleep!" Sophie said. She heard him chuckle.
A few minutes later, she heard soft snoring.
Let's just say the next morning, Spot was feeling much better.
Although, it's hard to tell if it was the kiss or the medicine, but Sophie was pretty sure it was a mixture of both.