Manhattan mayhem (Racetrack one-shot)
I don't own Newsies in any way.
A set of twins and an older sister lived the in the Manhattan newsboys house.
The older one was named Swipe, because she always swiped things. She migrated between Brooklyn and Manhattan. She was Spot's girl.
The older of the twins was named Mayhem…mostly because she caused it. Mayhem was best friends with Snipeshooter, Racetrack, and the other trouble making newsies.
The youngest of the sisters was named Mouse, because she was always quiet. She was friends with Specs, Dutchy, and David.
It was Monday morning in October in the Manhattan lodging house.
While Race was still sleeping, Mayhem stole Racetrack's cigar and hid it under her mattress.
She went to sleep and was woken up 2 hours later by Kloppman. She heard Racetrack and Snipeshooter arguing.
Race, being second in command to Jack, felt like the other boys had to respect him.
"Youse been hangin' out wid Spot too much Race", Mayhem said.
Everyone got ready and left to go buy their papes.
Swipe walked to Brooklyn to sell with Spot, Mouse went off with Specs and Dutchy, and Mayhem headed off to Central Park to sell.
"Moinin' Mayhem", Crutchy said.
"Heya Crutch", Mayhem said using her pet name for him.
"Didja heah Race's boithday is comin' up?" Crutchy asked.
A cold chill went through her body. "No", she said, "He didn' even tell me".
"Oh…well maybe he doesn' really want ta celebrate dis yeah. See ya Mayhem", Crutchy said leaving.
Mayhem felt betrayed by her best friend. Mayhem became cold and her fingers went numb and her vision went hazy. She blacked out.
*Racetrack's Pov*
"C'mon Race. Let's jist go ta Medda's. Kloppman will tell 'er where we went", Jack said.
"No!" I yelled, "Ise ain' goin' anywhere until Ise know she's okay!"
Denton walked in with a limp Mayhem in his arms.
"She's got a fever. I think she's sick", Denton said setting her on the couch in the living room.
"Race, youse still comin' ta Medda's?" Jack asked.
"No, someone should be heah when she wakes up. Ise 'er best friend, so it should be me", I said.
Jack nodded and everyone left.
"Race?" Mayhem asked waking up.
"Mayhem!" I said, "Are youse okay?"
"Youse didn' tell me yer boithday was comin' up", she said.
*Mayhem's Pov*
"Ise know and Ise sorry Mayhem. It's jist…Ise really like youse, but Ise toinin' 19 soon and youse 14. It looks pretty bad", Racetrack said.
"Age is jist a numbah Race", I said, "And Ise almost 15. 4 yeahs oldah…so what?"
"So…youse sayin' youse like me too?" Racetrack asked.
"Yeah", I said.
He leaned in and kissed me.
"Ise love youse Mayhem", Racetrack said.
"Ise love youse too Racetrack", I said.
It got quiet.
"Hey Race", I said.
"What?" he asked.
"Ise stole yer cigah", I said.
"Youse what?" he yelled.
I smiled and ran out the door.
"Ise gonna kill youse Mayhem!" Race yelled running after me.
"Love youse too!" I called back.