Hey guys! Well here's a short chappy book for you all...Totally a humor fic! I hope you all enjoy it and REVIEW! Carry the banner!
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~Rosey
Baby, Oh Baby!
A Newsies fan-fiction
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Chapter One:
"Psst! Psst Jack!" Mush tapped Jack Kelly on the shoulder around midnight. "Jack wake up!"
"Don't wanna," Jack moaned, rolling over and pulling his pillow over his head.
"Jack I have a problem!" Mush whispered anxiously, bouncing nervously on Jack's bunk bed steps.
"Yeah, you're up at midnight," Jack groaned, rising himself up on his elbows.
"Jack, I got a baby!" Mush yelped quietly.
Jack just blinked at him for a moment before lying back down. "I tink I'm still dreamin'."
"No, I'm serious!" Mush yanked Jack back up again. "I was late getting' back tonight and I saw dis baby out alone in the streets with nobody takin' care of it and I couldn't just let it die out there all alone so I brought it back and now it's asleep in my bunk."
Jack turned to Mush's bunk and saw the tiny little baby lying, curled up, fast asleep on his mattress, sucking its thumb. The seventeen-year-old then turned back to Mush, shaking his head. "You are one sad, strange little man."
"What am I supposed to do wid it, Cowboy?" Mush whined, biting his lip.
Jack sighed and climbed down the bunk's steps to the floor and then followed Mush to his bunk, where they watched the baby sleeping peacefully.
"Well I'll tell ya one thing for sure, Mush. Kloppmann won't let us keep it," Jack crossed his arms.
"We can't just throw it out into da streets!" Mush's voice rose a little.
"What are we supposed ta do with a baby?" Jack ran a hand through his hair.
"I don't know; that's why I woke you up! I figured you'd have an idea!" Mush frowned.
"Right, like I know what ta do wid a baby," Jack said sarcastically.
Suddenly, a foul stench filled the room and the baby whimpered a little, rolling over.
"Oh for the love of Pete," Jack put a hand over his face. "I ain't changin' it."
"You expect me to?" Mush yelped.
"It's your baby!" Jack said, plugging his nose. "And do it fast. I'm goin' ta pass out over here."
"I don't have a diaper!" Mush said nervously.
"Use a towel or somethin' just make it stop!" Jack groaned.
That was when the baby sat up and started bawling. Screaming. Pretty much calling bloody murder.
"No, no! Shh, Shh!" Much and Jack tried unsuccessfully to hush the wails, but it was no use.
"What's going on?" All the newsies were awake by now from the awful screaming, each covering their ears and gagging on the odor of the child's unclean diaper.
"Is that a baby?" Crutchy hobbled over to them, staring in shock at the wailing kid on the bunk.
"No, it's your old man. Of course it's a baby," Jack rolled his eyes.
"Well make it stop," Kid Blink begged, stumbling over next to Jack, Crutchy, and Mush.
"Whose baby is it?" Racetrack asked from his bunk, covering his ears from the wailing.
"Mush's," Jack replied, practically gagging from the scent of the diaper.
"Mush had a baby?" Crutchy was stunned. A slap upside the head from said Mush silenced him, however, and he resorted to watching the baby in silence.
Suddenly, the boys heard the squeaking of the stairs as Kloppmann began making his way up to the room. Panicking, most of the newsies flung themselves back into their beds. Mush and Jack, however, tossed a blanket over the baby, Mush hugged it close and attempted to quiet its cries, and Jack only managed to make it up the first two steps of his bunk stairs before he slipped and gave up, simply lying on the floor and covering himself with a blanket as if it would hide him.
"What's going on in here?" Kloppmann demanded, turning up the lights and going over to Mush's bed, tripping over Jack on his way. "Cowboy, what are you doing on the floor?"
"I…fell outta my bunk," Jack lied, getting to his feet sheepishly.
"Mush, what's under that blanket? It sounds like a dying cat," Kloppmann complained, reaching out and uncovering the baby. When he saw what it was, he was stunned into silence for a moment before shaking his head. "Who brought this baby in here?"
"Mush," Snitch spoke up, plugging his ears. "And make it stop crying!"
"I don't know what to do with a baby," Kloppmann mumbled, wincing himself.
"Oh just give it ta me," Jack sighed, taking the baby from Mush's hands. And then it stopped crying. It laughed instead, and pulled on Jack's bandana.
"It likes you, Jack," Kloppmann laughed. "So looks like it's up to you to change its diaper."
"You want me ta do what now?" Jack rose an eye brow, holding the now giggling baby out at arm's length.
"Put it in a towel or something just get that stench outta here!" Kloppmann demanded.
"But I really don't wanna," Jack complained, though already knowing he was beat.
"Either you do it or the kid keeps crying," Mush laughed.
Jack looked at all the newsies for help, receiving only smirks and laughs in return. Finally he groaned, giving in, and went into the bathroom. Once inside, you could hear the occasional "Oh man!" or "I'm gonna puke," and mainly gagging noises. Finally, Jack emerged, looking slightly pale, carrying the newly diapered baby. "It's a boy," Jack managed to squeak, handing it to Kloppmann. "And I ain't never doin' that again."
Hehehehe well there's chapter one! Hope you all liked it!
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~Rosey