"Dark?" asked Revolution "I want ya ta meet someone."
Dark nodded and ground out his cigarette with the tip of his ratty boots.
"Dark, dis 'ere is Isabella," said Itey "And her sista Mona."
Mona looked up at him grinning. Dark smiled at her, she was an adorable little girl with dark chestnut colored curls that hung around her pixie like face and dark green eyes that sparkled brightly. She was dressed in a pair of short pants that had been modified to fit her by tying them at the waist with a pink ribbon and a white shirt.
"Hello sweethawt," he exclaimed bending down so that they were face to face.
"'ello" she replied extending her hand.
Dark laughed and took her tiny hand in his.
"Dis is Mah Sista," Mona said.
"Is dat so?" asked Dark laughing.
She was a beautiful girl. Her eyes were a dark blue that reminded him of the sky just before a rainstorm, her hair was ebony colored and flowed down her back in wild curls. Her smile was wide and infectious.
"Come on Mona," said Itey "Hop on mah back, we gotta git our papes before dere all gone."
"Come on Isabella," said Revolution "We gotta take ya ta see Jack. Ya comin Dark?"
"Nah," he replied "I promised Cords I'd meet 'er at da bridge and go wit her ta da doctas."
"Sick again?" asked Revolution.
"Yeah, Conlon convinced a docta ta look at her," he replied.
"Send her da best fer us," said Itey.
"I will," he replied.
Isabella looked at her hands as they walked away.
"His sista," whispered Revolution.
"Huh?" asked Isabella.
"Cords, She's Dark's twin sista and Spot Conlon girl," she replied smiling.
"So?"
Revolution looked at her and laughed.
Jack Kelly hated staying in Brooklyn. It wasn't that he disliked the Brooklyn newsies it was just that the boys were so different from the Manhattan.
"We got two new goils while ya were gone," said Kid Blink "Dey came last night while we was celebratin Kloppman's boithday."
"God Dammnit!" whispered Jack "Did ya tell 'im why I wasn't dere?"
"yeah," replied Racetrack.
"Hope he wasn't pissed," Jack said collecting his papers.
"Don't worry," said an angry voice "He undastood."
Jack swore under his breath and turned slowly around to come face to face with a very angry Tragedy Collins.
"Look, I'm sorry," he exclaimed "I tried ta tell Conlon dat I had plans but two more of his boys were attacked last night."
"Who?" replied Jack's girlfriend.
He smiled at her.
"Tremor's fine," he replied.
Tremor Mcknally was one of the youngest newsboys in Brooklyn and had a special place in Tragedy's heart.
"Jack?" asked Itey "Dis heres Mona and Isabella."
Snake hated newsies with a passion. They crowded the streets and made enough noise to wake the dead.
"Buy me last pape mista?" asked a tiny newsboy.
"Go to hell," whispered Snake lighting up a cigarette.
Dark nodded and ground out his cigarette with the tip of his ratty boots.
"Dark, dis 'ere is Isabella," said Itey "And her sista Mona."
Mona looked up at him grinning. Dark smiled at her, she was an adorable little girl with dark chestnut colored curls that hung around her pixie like face and dark green eyes that sparkled brightly. She was dressed in a pair of short pants that had been modified to fit her by tying them at the waist with a pink ribbon and a white shirt.
"Hello sweethawt," he exclaimed bending down so that they were face to face.
"'ello" she replied extending her hand.
Dark laughed and took her tiny hand in his.
"Dis is Mah Sista," Mona said.
"Is dat so?" asked Dark laughing.
She was a beautiful girl. Her eyes were a dark blue that reminded him of the sky just before a rainstorm, her hair was ebony colored and flowed down her back in wild curls. Her smile was wide and infectious.
"Come on Mona," said Itey "Hop on mah back, we gotta git our papes before dere all gone."
"Come on Isabella," said Revolution "We gotta take ya ta see Jack. Ya comin Dark?"
"Nah," he replied "I promised Cords I'd meet 'er at da bridge and go wit her ta da doctas."
"Sick again?" asked Revolution.
"Yeah, Conlon convinced a docta ta look at her," he replied.
"Send her da best fer us," said Itey.
"I will," he replied.
Isabella looked at her hands as they walked away.
"His sista," whispered Revolution.
"Huh?" asked Isabella.
"Cords, She's Dark's twin sista and Spot Conlon girl," she replied smiling.
"So?"
Revolution looked at her and laughed.
Jack Kelly hated staying in Brooklyn. It wasn't that he disliked the Brooklyn newsies it was just that the boys were so different from the Manhattan.
"We got two new goils while ya were gone," said Kid Blink "Dey came last night while we was celebratin Kloppman's boithday."
"God Dammnit!" whispered Jack "Did ya tell 'im why I wasn't dere?"
"yeah," replied Racetrack.
"Hope he wasn't pissed," Jack said collecting his papers.
"Don't worry," said an angry voice "He undastood."
Jack swore under his breath and turned slowly around to come face to face with a very angry Tragedy Collins.
"Look, I'm sorry," he exclaimed "I tried ta tell Conlon dat I had plans but two more of his boys were attacked last night."
"Who?" replied Jack's girlfriend.
He smiled at her.
"Tremor's fine," he replied.
Tremor Mcknally was one of the youngest newsboys in Brooklyn and had a special place in Tragedy's heart.
"Jack?" asked Itey "Dis heres Mona and Isabella."
Snake hated newsies with a passion. They crowded the streets and made enough noise to wake the dead.
"Buy me last pape mista?" asked a tiny newsboy.
"Go to hell," whispered Snake lighting up a cigarette.