Wow...It sure has been a while since I last updated! I almost forgot I had this story started. But here I am, once again updating with a pitifully short chapter. I sure hope I didn't lose my audience on my hiatus!
Shady
DISCLAIMER I don't own Newsies, or any of the characters that are in Newsies that might be mentioned in this story, I don't own Bittah, Air, Jade, Skater, Spunk or Rubix, they all own themselves.(Jade is owned by Marbles) I do own all the other characters, Mr. and Mrs. Jones, Ruby/Shady, and all the other miscellaneous characters mentioned.
"Hey baby...How much to get some time alone with you?"
Shady turned around coyly. "Well, that-" her eyes widened as she recognized Oscar and his brother Morris, it had been 2, maybe 3 months since the incident at the news stand. "YOU!" she gasped angrily, "Nuh-uh." She shook her head. "Not you, not your little friend here," Shady gestured towards Morris. "Not for all the money in the world."
Oscar opened his mouth to reply but Morris cut him off. "Little friend? I could take you any day sister." He ground his right fist inside his left hand.
"Psh." Shady muttered, as she turned and continued walking through the bar. "I'd like to see you try you great lump." She tossed her hair and sized Morris up slyly. "I don't fight featherweights any more...but I suppose in your case I could make an exception."
"Why I outta-" Morris jumped up from his barstool and managed to take two steps towards Shady before Oscar restrained him.
"Cool it pal." Oscar whispered. "We'll get her later." Morris shrugged Oscar's arm off of his shoulder as Oscar pulled him towards the door.
Shady laughed lightly as she took a sip of beer. "Good thing you've got Oscar here to protect you or I'd have whipped your sorry rear end..."
"Oy, Crutchy! Hello? Earth to Crutchy," Mush waved his hand in front of Crutchy's face then stepped back and pursed his lips. "What is going on in that tiny brain of yours?" He demanded, knocking Crutchy on the head with a rolled up newspaper.
Crutchy rubbed his head. "Yow, what'cha have to do that for?"
"You thinking about her again?" Mush teased. "Daydreaming about her firery red hair and eyes like the rain and the grass at the same time?" He biffed Crutchy's hat down over his eyes. "The one you talk about in your sleep..."
Crutchy blushed as he yanked his hat back up. "Aw come off it..." He muttered hobbling down the street. "Get yer papes here! Just one penny!"
"Oh, you know I'se just foolin' with you." Mush sighed, jogging over to Crutchy. "If you really like her so much, why don't you just ask her out?"
"Oh, and get rejected and end up like you?"
Mush pounded his fist over his heart. "Ouch, that was a low blow buddy," he said dramatically. "And for your information, she didn't say no...she just said—" he paused for dramatic effect, "She 'wasn't ready to settle down yet'."
"Well that's what you get for asking out a—look! There she is!" Crutchy gasped ducking behind Mush.
Shady shivered as she stepped out of Irving Hall. Her bright red hair whipped around her face as she braced herself against the blustery New York winds. "Of all the days you couldda taken off," she muttered, as she scanned the horizon. She laughed lightly as she noticed a boy with a crutch struggling to conceal himself behind another boy. She laughed as the boy squeaked and fell over.
Shady's stomach growled loudly. "Oh yes, that's what I was doing," she tore her gaze away from the crip and his friend. "Breakfast...That's what I need..."
Mush doubled over laughing, "Ah-ha-ha-ha! Why'd you fall down like that Crutch? You look soooo stupid! Even your girlfriend laughed at you!"
"Is she gone?" Crutchy asked, struggling back to his feet.
"Yea-ha-ha-ha-ha!" Mush giggled, helping Crutchy to his feet. "She-she, ha-ha-ha, she's headed to Tibbs-Tib-ha-ha-ha! Tibbys, I think." Mush wiped his eyes on the back of his hand. "Oh man...that was so funny!"
Crutchy glared as Mush for a second, then turned to watch Shady's figure turning at the end of the street. "She eats at Tibbys too..." He sighed dreamily.
Mush clapped his hand on Crutchy's shoulder. "You are so love-struck it's not even," he laughed, "Actually, it IS funny!"
"Oh shaddup..."
