Meet Papa Delancy

"Rringgg" went the phone, but Weasel was, as usual, too busy taunting the newsies while they received their papers to answer it immediately. He managed to pick up after the 3rd ring. "Yes?" started Weasel. "Hey there brother in law" answered a gruff sounding voice on the other line. "Oh, he he, heya Mor..." stuttered a nervous Weasel, he knew who it was.
"Can it Wisel! I'm coming to Manhattan to visit my boys this weekend to see how they're doing helping you out at work, I hope that they ARE doing good, right?" explained the other voice. "Oh yes," Fibbed Weasel as he shuddered when he saw Oscar and Morris enter the booth with bandages over their noses. "They're doing REAL good."

He knew that they and the Newsies had issues with each other, and that sure wouldn't please Weasel's caller. "I'll arrive there tomorrow, AND I expect to see my boys in a PERFECT environment. 'Bye now." Weasel hung up the phone.

'Oh lord; I can't let my brother in law see them like THIS. He'll bust me up for good!' Weasel thought. Then he noticed that someone was calling his name, it was Jack. "I axed fer me papes, but I didn't get nuttin'. What's 'da deal?" he asked. Weasel hated the idea, but he was desparate. "Cowboy, I really hate to say this, but... I NEED YOUR HELP!" loudly sobbed Weasel. "Say What?" instantly responded Jack. He couldn't believe his ears, the man who helped give him and his crew a hard time during the strike actually needed his help. Then Davey approached them. "What's the matter with Weasel?' asked Davey. "Wouldn't ya know it, ol' Weas needs me help" answered Jack. "It's my brother in law..." explained Weasel. "He's coming to Manhattan tomorrow to visit Oscar and Morris, and expects everything to be perfect. You guys both know that it ain't." "So, what do you need us for?" replied Dave.

At that moment, Oscar and Morris came over to the conversation. "Hey Uncle Weeze, what's goin' on 'bout our dad?" they asked simultaneously. "Boys, your dad's coming here tomorrow and expects not to see you like this" said Weasel. "So I'm guessing you'll all need to make it like you're all good friends." Jack, David and the Delancy Bros. began to gag at the idea.

"Dis is goin' ta be one messed up fan fic Davey…" Said Jack.
To be continued...