Okay, so this is my first Newsies fic. Random, weird, crackfic. It's no masterpiece, but the idea of Kid Blink being Spec's muddah has been on my mind all day.
Muddah
"Since when did you become me muddah?" Specs asked Kid Blink, after the boy with the eye patch had called some fellow newsies "bummahs" and told them that they had "woik" to do.
Kid Blink considered this, before Crutchy came over and demanded that the bawling be stopped. (Who asked him, anyway?)
He didn't remember being Specs' muddah. As far as he knew, he didn't have any children. But, Specs wore specs. And Kid Blink had an eye patch. Oh, no. This was too much. Kid Blink wasn't ready to be a muddah! He tried to assure himself that Specs wasn't his son, but deep down inside, he knew he was.
But Specs didn't take after Kid Blink at all. Well, they were both newsies, but they didn't look alike at all.
It then occurred to Kid Blink that Specs might look like his father. He gasped. Who could that be?
He tried to narrow it down. Who does he know? Customers who buy his papes, Weasel, the Delancey bruddahs, the mayor's daughter…who else?
Kid Blink thought as hard as he could. Who else does he know?
"Oh my God!" Kid Blink said to himself. The father was most definitely one of his fellow newsies.
As much as he would have liked the father to be Cowboy (as any right-thinking newsie would), we new it probably wasn't true, as Specs looked absolutely nothing like Cowboy.
Who was it, then? Racetrack? Bumlets? Mush? Skittery? Crutchy?
For a moment, Kid Blink was hoping that Skittery was the father (If it can't be Cowboy, Skittery is the next best choice), but then he remembered.
He had lived in Brooklyn a few years ago. Kid Blink closed his eyes and sighed. He didn't want to take the long journey to Brooklyn, but it was necessary. Kid Blink was never one to be afraid of Spot Conlon…until now.
He started to leave the Newsboys Lodging House, but when he was halfway out the door, Racetrack called to him.
"Kid Blink! Where's you goin'?"
"Oh, I was gonna go over to Brooklyn for a while."
"Are you kiddin' me?" Racetrack, said before making a comment to Mush about Central Park. He turned back to Kid Blink again, "Carryin' da Bannah's not even over yet!"
"Oh." Kid Blink turned around, "Good point, Race!"
Kid Blink never went to Brooklyn. After the strike Specs explained that he already had a muddah and his name was David.