A.N. Okay I'll probably finish writing both my last chapter and the
epilogue tonight while I still have all of the ideas in my head. I'd just
like to thank everyone who reviewed especially Slick, the ever faithful
reviewer that she is. I really liked writing this and I hope everyone who
read it liked reading it. Thanks again.
Kat
December 11, 1900
Irish looked around the room nervously and started tapping her foot and pulling at her hair and then she began pacing. As she made her third round around the small room, two hands reached out to stop her, "Hey Kitty you'se givin me a headache wit all da pacin, so sit down and stop it. You'se gonna start makin me noirvous." Irish plopped down in the seat and started chewing on her nails, but then the same person grabbed her hand and placed it in her lap. "Stop dat, you'se should be da happiest goil in da woirld right now, and you look beautiful today."
Irish laughed and stood up twirling around in a circle and then walked over to the mirror and studied her appearance, "I like da dress, Sara did a good job." Irish was wearing a long white dress, with sleeves that went just below her elbow and the skirt billowed out around her. The bodice was what she loved most about the dress, it hugged her chest without being to revealing and Sara had sewn tiny white beads all along the collar. The entire dress was beautiful and just what Irish had always imagined as a child; then Medda had decided to do her hair and makeup, so she had pinned Irish's hair up and left a few curls to hang in her face and added it with a little bit of makeup that brought out the color of her eyes.
She smiled to herself and then looked thoughtful, "Do you'se tink I'm doin da right thing here, Troub?"
Trouble laughed, "I've been askin meself all this past year if you'se was crazy but now I tink you'se doin da right thing. You'se and Spot have somethin special and don't evah let anyone tell you different."
Irish looked over her shoulder and smiled at her longtime friend, then she turned around and studied Trouble, who looked more beautiful then ever before. She too was wearing a long white gown but of a different style, but it still brought out everything about her. She went without makeup and let her hair flow down her back, it was longer now since she had let it grow out over the last year, in fact it almost reached mid-back. Irish sighed and pulled Trouble in for a hug, "No we'se both got somethin special and no one can evah tell us different."
Both girls were overly emotional and near tears and so they were both glad when a knock sounded at the door, Irish rushed over to open it and found Jack and Kloppman standing there. She pulled the two men into the room and hugged both of them close to her and wasn't surprised when she felt another pair of strong arms circle around all of them. Jack and Kloppman laughed as the girls let go of their death grip on them, Jack being the loudmouth he was, was the first to speak up, "Well I'se guess you'se goils really know how ta make a guy feel welcome, huh?"
Irish laughed before hitting him upside the head, "We're going ta be married women in half in hour you'se bettah loirn ta respect us." Then her eyes widened and she walked over to the chair, "Oh Gawd I'se gonna be a married woman in half an hour. No more dates, no more workin at Medda's, oh Gawd I'se gonna get fat and den Spot's gonna leave me."
Jack laughed and looked at the other two, "I'll deal wid hoir you'se two go line up." Then he walked over and kneeled in front of Irish, he waited until the door closed behind Kloppman and Trouble to start talking. "You'se do remembah when you'se kissed me last year don't you?"
Irish nodded, "How could I forget, I taught I'd lost Spot for good den."
Jack smiled, "But you'se didn't, if you'se two could make it trough dat den you can make it trough anythin, even if you do get old and fat."
"JACK KELLY!!!" She smacked him on his arm and then hugged him close, "Tank you'se, I don't know where I'd be if it wasn't for you'se all dese years." Jack gave her a brotherly kiss on the cheek and then pulled her out into the church and smiled at Kloppman and Trouble, then the music started. As the other two began walking Irish leaned up to Jack's ear, "I'se don't know how all of you'se pulled dis off but I'se appreciate it."
He smiled, "Only da best for our Trouble and Irish, only da best of everythin." With that they began their long walk down the aisle and Irish beamed at Spot, and he winked at her. She couldn't believe this was happening, as she looked at all of the newsies, standing around in their best she couldn't believe this was happening to her.
The newsies had pulled together and been able to get one of the priests to let all of them come in and see the wedding in one of the nicer churches in New York. They all wore their best and most of them came with dates, and Irish couldn't believe that Spot was standing there waiting for her so that they could be married. She also couldn't believe how handsome he looked in the suit he was wearing. It was so appealing and so dangerous at the same time, Irish was lost in her thoughts but she realized that her and Jack came to the end of the aisle. He looked down at her and smiled and she leaned up and kissed him on the cheek, "I love you'se brudder." Then she turned and Spot took her hand and she went to stand next to Jo who in turn was holding hands with Skittery.
Today was their special day, their double wedding and after they were all going to Medda's to have a big celebration and then her and Spot were going home, to their home, not a lodging house but an apartment on the upper east side. Today Spot had passed on his leadership to the next Kind of Brooklyn because today he became a man, and he also got a job at the Sun working with Denton. No matter how much none of the newsies wanted to admit it they were all growing up and they were moving on. It was time for the new generation to take over the newsie world, but right now they were all happy with witnessing the first of them getting married, it was the start of something.
"Do you Gabe Harris take Jo McClane to be your lawfully wedded wife, through richer or poorer and in sickness and health as long as you both shall live."
Skittery gave Trouble a huge smile, "I do."
"And do you Jo McClane take Gabe Harris to be your lawfully wedded husband, through richer or poorer, in sickness and in health as long as you both shall live?"
Trouble winked, "I do."
Then the father turned to Spot and Irish and as he repeated the line to Spot, Spot mouthed I love you to Irish and Irish mouthed it back. "Do you Patrick Conlon take Kathleen O'Hara to be your lawfully wedded wife, through richer or poorer, in sickness and in health as long as you both shall live."
Spot smirked, "Of coirse I'se do."
Irish rolled her eyes at his response, nothing could just be ordinary with him, he always went the extra mile. "Do you Kathleen O'Hara take Patrick Conlon to be your lawfully wedded husband, through richer or poorer, in sickness and in health as long as you both shall live?"
"I do."
"I now pronounce you husbands and wives!" As the newsies cheered both couples leaned forward and took their first kiss as husband and wife.
Spot leaned close to Irish's ear, "Always and forever, always and forever." She smiled and then they celebrated, they celebrated well into the next day, and she knew that their would be many celebrations to come.
December 11, 1900
Irish looked around the room nervously and started tapping her foot and pulling at her hair and then she began pacing. As she made her third round around the small room, two hands reached out to stop her, "Hey Kitty you'se givin me a headache wit all da pacin, so sit down and stop it. You'se gonna start makin me noirvous." Irish plopped down in the seat and started chewing on her nails, but then the same person grabbed her hand and placed it in her lap. "Stop dat, you'se should be da happiest goil in da woirld right now, and you look beautiful today."
Irish laughed and stood up twirling around in a circle and then walked over to the mirror and studied her appearance, "I like da dress, Sara did a good job." Irish was wearing a long white dress, with sleeves that went just below her elbow and the skirt billowed out around her. The bodice was what she loved most about the dress, it hugged her chest without being to revealing and Sara had sewn tiny white beads all along the collar. The entire dress was beautiful and just what Irish had always imagined as a child; then Medda had decided to do her hair and makeup, so she had pinned Irish's hair up and left a few curls to hang in her face and added it with a little bit of makeup that brought out the color of her eyes.
She smiled to herself and then looked thoughtful, "Do you'se tink I'm doin da right thing here, Troub?"
Trouble laughed, "I've been askin meself all this past year if you'se was crazy but now I tink you'se doin da right thing. You'se and Spot have somethin special and don't evah let anyone tell you different."
Irish looked over her shoulder and smiled at her longtime friend, then she turned around and studied Trouble, who looked more beautiful then ever before. She too was wearing a long white gown but of a different style, but it still brought out everything about her. She went without makeup and let her hair flow down her back, it was longer now since she had let it grow out over the last year, in fact it almost reached mid-back. Irish sighed and pulled Trouble in for a hug, "No we'se both got somethin special and no one can evah tell us different."
Both girls were overly emotional and near tears and so they were both glad when a knock sounded at the door, Irish rushed over to open it and found Jack and Kloppman standing there. She pulled the two men into the room and hugged both of them close to her and wasn't surprised when she felt another pair of strong arms circle around all of them. Jack and Kloppman laughed as the girls let go of their death grip on them, Jack being the loudmouth he was, was the first to speak up, "Well I'se guess you'se goils really know how ta make a guy feel welcome, huh?"
Irish laughed before hitting him upside the head, "We're going ta be married women in half in hour you'se bettah loirn ta respect us." Then her eyes widened and she walked over to the chair, "Oh Gawd I'se gonna be a married woman in half an hour. No more dates, no more workin at Medda's, oh Gawd I'se gonna get fat and den Spot's gonna leave me."
Jack laughed and looked at the other two, "I'll deal wid hoir you'se two go line up." Then he walked over and kneeled in front of Irish, he waited until the door closed behind Kloppman and Trouble to start talking. "You'se do remembah when you'se kissed me last year don't you?"
Irish nodded, "How could I forget, I taught I'd lost Spot for good den."
Jack smiled, "But you'se didn't, if you'se two could make it trough dat den you can make it trough anythin, even if you do get old and fat."
"JACK KELLY!!!" She smacked him on his arm and then hugged him close, "Tank you'se, I don't know where I'd be if it wasn't for you'se all dese years." Jack gave her a brotherly kiss on the cheek and then pulled her out into the church and smiled at Kloppman and Trouble, then the music started. As the other two began walking Irish leaned up to Jack's ear, "I'se don't know how all of you'se pulled dis off but I'se appreciate it."
He smiled, "Only da best for our Trouble and Irish, only da best of everythin." With that they began their long walk down the aisle and Irish beamed at Spot, and he winked at her. She couldn't believe this was happening, as she looked at all of the newsies, standing around in their best she couldn't believe this was happening to her.
The newsies had pulled together and been able to get one of the priests to let all of them come in and see the wedding in one of the nicer churches in New York. They all wore their best and most of them came with dates, and Irish couldn't believe that Spot was standing there waiting for her so that they could be married. She also couldn't believe how handsome he looked in the suit he was wearing. It was so appealing and so dangerous at the same time, Irish was lost in her thoughts but she realized that her and Jack came to the end of the aisle. He looked down at her and smiled and she leaned up and kissed him on the cheek, "I love you'se brudder." Then she turned and Spot took her hand and she went to stand next to Jo who in turn was holding hands with Skittery.
Today was their special day, their double wedding and after they were all going to Medda's to have a big celebration and then her and Spot were going home, to their home, not a lodging house but an apartment on the upper east side. Today Spot had passed on his leadership to the next Kind of Brooklyn because today he became a man, and he also got a job at the Sun working with Denton. No matter how much none of the newsies wanted to admit it they were all growing up and they were moving on. It was time for the new generation to take over the newsie world, but right now they were all happy with witnessing the first of them getting married, it was the start of something.
"Do you Gabe Harris take Jo McClane to be your lawfully wedded wife, through richer or poorer and in sickness and health as long as you both shall live."
Skittery gave Trouble a huge smile, "I do."
"And do you Jo McClane take Gabe Harris to be your lawfully wedded husband, through richer or poorer, in sickness and in health as long as you both shall live?"
Trouble winked, "I do."
Then the father turned to Spot and Irish and as he repeated the line to Spot, Spot mouthed I love you to Irish and Irish mouthed it back. "Do you Patrick Conlon take Kathleen O'Hara to be your lawfully wedded wife, through richer or poorer, in sickness and in health as long as you both shall live."
Spot smirked, "Of coirse I'se do."
Irish rolled her eyes at his response, nothing could just be ordinary with him, he always went the extra mile. "Do you Kathleen O'Hara take Patrick Conlon to be your lawfully wedded husband, through richer or poorer, in sickness and in health as long as you both shall live?"
"I do."
"I now pronounce you husbands and wives!" As the newsies cheered both couples leaned forward and took their first kiss as husband and wife.
Spot leaned close to Irish's ear, "Always and forever, always and forever." She smiled and then they celebrated, they celebrated well into the next day, and she knew that their would be many celebrations to come.