Cards let herself be engulfed by the kiss, no matter what else any one said about the short Brooklyn leader he could kiss. The two separated softly and wordlessly finished the walk across the Bridge. As they walked up the concrete stairs to the lodging house Spot joined a poker game in time to be dealed in. Cards walked up behind the poker players and hung over Spot's shoulder looking at his cards.
"You've got Crap." She whispered to him.
"Thanks for tellen' me sumten I already knew." Spot whispered.
"No problem." Cards smiled kissing his neck gently. "Glad to help."
"Why does Spot get to have a goil here?"
"Because I'm da leadah, an' I don' havta pay her ta stay wid me for a night." Spot said off handly to a boy. "Plus, she pays for her own stuff."
"Fold." Cards whispered to him.
"Why?" he whispered back as she disguised their talking by kissing around his ear.
"Just do it." She hissed.
"Don't tell me what to do." Spot said a little louder.
"Then give me five cents, I ain't payen for Brooklyn's leader to sleep her." She raised her voice a little and took the nickel begrudgingly handed to her.
"How many Spot?" the dealer asked.
"Three." Spot shrugged putting down his three worst cards and picking three worse ones."
"Fold," Cards said in a slightly sing-song voice.
"Shut up."
"What was she say'n?" One of the younger boys asked.
"Try'n ta tell me how ta play Poker!"
"Imagine dat! A goil tell'n you, Spot Conlon How ta play Poker!" The boy said laughing.
"Yeah imagine dat."
"What does a goil know about Poker!"
Cards had written both her own and Spot's names down in the sign-in book and was watching the poker game from a distance, she laughed quietly and ran her fingers reverently over the worn edge of a pack of Cards.
Needless to say Spot was not in a good mood and as every one was getting into bed was refusing to talk to any one.
"Told ya, ya should a folded." Cards whispered.
"Shut up." Spot said turning over in the narrow bed facing away from her stewing quietly. "How did you know I should a folded?" He asked quietly.
"I saw Fist's hand."
"WHAT?" Spot yelled.
"SHUT UP!" A random kid yelled.
"YOU SHUT UP!" Spot yelled back.
"Night Night." Cards whispered kissing him letting him forget the fifty cents he lost earlier.
Disclaimer: I own Cards and Fist and all the other random newsies from Brooklyn. Disney own the rest not covered by that.
Author's notes: Weee! I have stuff written! I was on a long car trip so I got to do quite a bit of writing! Hehe! I love my new computer! I can play newsies and write fan fiction without leaving my seat! Its Brilliant!
Author's Note II: I find it interesting that though Cards and Spot have kissed MANY times in this fic I have had a lot of reviews (Okay two but that's two more then any other comment on them kissing.) commenting on the last paragraph kiss.
Cards On:
Speakers-
They are very confusing thingies! I mean all the freaken wires and shit! How messed are they?
Shout Outs-
Duchess: Yeah I like those lot too! I like all the "Innocents" and think its mean how Cards treated Preacher but I understand how it feels to be preached at… **Growls**
Katherine Mason- Sykes: I Find it extremely important to talk about hope in these especially with someone like Cards who has so little hope left. I'm Jealous of Cards too! Ohh you'll Beta! Great after this Chappie I'll send them to you! Spotmuse thanks you for the cookies!!
Dr. Linkinshlof is not a guy: (Interesting Pen name by the way!) Yup he kissed her, Cards wouldn't EVER slap Spot, she would lose WAY too much (Like a place to sleep and a selling spot)
Pinklabrat: Aww it wasn't enough?? Well heres some more!
"You've got Crap." She whispered to him.
"Thanks for tellen' me sumten I already knew." Spot whispered.
"No problem." Cards smiled kissing his neck gently. "Glad to help."
"Why does Spot get to have a goil here?"
"Because I'm da leadah, an' I don' havta pay her ta stay wid me for a night." Spot said off handly to a boy. "Plus, she pays for her own stuff."
"Fold." Cards whispered to him.
"Why?" he whispered back as she disguised their talking by kissing around his ear.
"Just do it." She hissed.
"Don't tell me what to do." Spot said a little louder.
"Then give me five cents, I ain't payen for Brooklyn's leader to sleep her." She raised her voice a little and took the nickel begrudgingly handed to her.
"How many Spot?" the dealer asked.
"Three." Spot shrugged putting down his three worst cards and picking three worse ones."
"Fold," Cards said in a slightly sing-song voice.
"Shut up."
"What was she say'n?" One of the younger boys asked.
"Try'n ta tell me how ta play Poker!"
"Imagine dat! A goil tell'n you, Spot Conlon How ta play Poker!" The boy said laughing.
"Yeah imagine dat."
"What does a goil know about Poker!"
Cards had written both her own and Spot's names down in the sign-in book and was watching the poker game from a distance, she laughed quietly and ran her fingers reverently over the worn edge of a pack of Cards.
Needless to say Spot was not in a good mood and as every one was getting into bed was refusing to talk to any one.
"Told ya, ya should a folded." Cards whispered.
"Shut up." Spot said turning over in the narrow bed facing away from her stewing quietly. "How did you know I should a folded?" He asked quietly.
"I saw Fist's hand."
"WHAT?" Spot yelled.
"SHUT UP!" A random kid yelled.
"YOU SHUT UP!" Spot yelled back.
"Night Night." Cards whispered kissing him letting him forget the fifty cents he lost earlier.
Disclaimer: I own Cards and Fist and all the other random newsies from Brooklyn. Disney own the rest not covered by that.
Author's notes: Weee! I have stuff written! I was on a long car trip so I got to do quite a bit of writing! Hehe! I love my new computer! I can play newsies and write fan fiction without leaving my seat! Its Brilliant!
Author's Note II: I find it interesting that though Cards and Spot have kissed MANY times in this fic I have had a lot of reviews (Okay two but that's two more then any other comment on them kissing.) commenting on the last paragraph kiss.
Cards On:
Speakers-
They are very confusing thingies! I mean all the freaken wires and shit! How messed are they?
Shout Outs-
Duchess: Yeah I like those lot too! I like all the "Innocents" and think its mean how Cards treated Preacher but I understand how it feels to be preached at… **Growls**
Katherine Mason- Sykes: I Find it extremely important to talk about hope in these especially with someone like Cards who has so little hope left. I'm Jealous of Cards too! Ohh you'll Beta! Great after this Chappie I'll send them to you! Spotmuse thanks you for the cookies!!
Dr. Linkinshlof is not a guy: (Interesting Pen name by the way!) Yup he kissed her, Cards wouldn't EVER slap Spot, she would lose WAY too much (Like a place to sleep and a selling spot)
Pinklabrat: Aww it wasn't enough?? Well heres some more!