Blink's true love was right in front of his eye (Kid Blink One-Shot)
I don't own Newsies in any way.
"It's so hot out heah!" Blink whined for the 10th time that day.
"Come on Blinky", I told him, "Let's try central park".
"Dat's Race's sellin' spot dough", he said.
"Not taday. Race didn' sell taday", I told him.
"Alright Blaire", he said using my real name.
I was the only newsie not to have a nickname.
We were known as Blink and Blaire. The guys thought it was cute.
Blink and I crashed under a tree overlooking the lake.
He took his cap off and ran a hand through his light brown hair.
I took his cap and put it on.
"Hey Blink. How did youse get yer eye patch?" I asked.
He took off his eye patch to reveal a misty blue/green/brown eye. "Ise was hit by a runaway carriage. Hoise gots spooked and…" he trailed off.
"It's okay Blink. Ise get it", I told him, "Let's go swimmin'".
"Where?" he asked.
"Bwooklyn a coiuse", I said.
"What?" he yelled.
"Spot likes me Blinky", I told him, "Now come on. Youse can finish sellin' on da way dere".
He picked up his eye patch and papers.
By the time we got to Brooklyn, Blink had sold all his papers.
We ran to the docks.
"Heya Spotty!" I said.
"Ah, Blaire", he said, "And Blink".
"Wese jist heah ta swim", I told him.
"Follow me den", Spot said.
He led us to a secluded part of the dock, then left.
I jumped in while Blink took his shirt off and jumped in. I took his eye patch and threw it on the dock.
He immediately covered it.
"Blink, so what if yer blind in one eye", I said, "It don' change how Ise feel about youse or how Ise view youse as a poison".
"How do youse feel about me?" he asked.
"Ise love youse Blink", I told him.
"Ise love youse too Blaire", he said, "Ise was scared youse liked Jack or Mush".
I laughed and kissed him.
"And ta tink…me true love was right in front of me eye", Kid Blink said.
"Eyes silly…eyes", I said kissing him again.