A/N; Yes... the famous SHOUT OUTS. hahaha!! Y'all know ya love 'em. Just to throw in another discalimer... I, Lai, only own, Marit, the idea of Blink's name being Taylor, Mr. Logan, Mrs. Logan, Maria, and Sarah, and maybe a few more to come. Possibly. And the wonderful Doll Face, owns, well Doll Face!! =) The rest of these lovely Newsies belong to Disney. I only WISH I could claim them... Also, I know this SUCKS. It's poorly written, but hey. Also, the song in this that "they" I'm not saying who, sings is "Smile (thought your heart is brekaing)" by now to the shout outs and thank yous...

Doll Face; GIRL! I have no clue where I would be with this story, if I didn't have you! You have been so much help, and just so much fun to talk to! Your the best!!
Rhapsody; Thank you for the sweet review =) I'm glad you like it!!
Kaylee; Trust me, I'll write until there's no more to write about! ;)
Alison224; thank you!!!! 333333 you rock!
Riot; I noticed that RIGHT after I updated it. Yea, I know they were sellin' pa'pes while they were on strike. sorry guys.... my bad *smacks hand* thank you for pointing that out! 3 I hope you still enjoy it =)
Ali; I'm glad you think my story is adorable and cute! Thank you very much!
Twig; Yes! Gotta LOVE Race. *sighs* How adorable... thanks loads =)


OK!!!! Onto the story.... my creativity is actually... well decently back.


a night at Medda's.

"Nah, I just... no," Marit said shakin' her head.
Mush put his arm around her, "Ahh, why'se not?"
Marit blushed, "I'm too shy."
"But Doll'll be up dere with you'se..." Race said, lookin' from Marit to Doll.
"Ladies, you'se must entertain all dese gentlemen hear at Medda's." Spot said, taking a drink.
"Isn't dat wat Medda's heah for?" Marit replied, raising an eyebrow.
"Well.... yea, just go." Spot said sitting up strighter.
Doll looked over at Marit, and shrugged her shoulders, "What do we gots ta loose?"
Marit sighed, "Ok, fine. We'll do it.."
"WONDERFUL!" Race yelled as he jumped up and ushered them out of their seats, "I'll take y'all ta Medda..."
Doll and Marit followed closely behind Race as they neared the backstage door. Race knocked, a woman in a bright pink outfit opened the door, "Race! Is that you? Oh, how good to see you!" she said hugging him.
Race grinned, "Medda... dis heah is Marit Logan and Doll Face, and we'd love for dem to sing."
Medda smiled with delight, "Oh! You'd like to sing!!! THat's splendid! Come, come! Let's get you girl all dolled up!! What do y'all wanna sing?" she said happily as she shooed them in.
Race smiled as he walked back to the table where the gang sat.
"Are they'se gonna perform?" Jack asked and Race took his seat, still grinnin'.
"Yea, they'se gonna sing..." Race said taking out another cigar, "Who's bettin' they'll bust out a love song?"
A few of the guys at the table groaned at Race even tryin' to bet at the girls performance.
"You'se guys just wait til y'all here them, they both can sing..." Blink said.
"You should know, you'se grew up wid both of 'em.................. London boy." Jack said laughing.
"Ok, know it off already," Blink said throwing a napkin at Jack, who only continued to laugh.


"Girls, you have no clue how excited I am to have y'all perform!" Medda said as she tied the back of Doll's dress.
"I'll admit I'mma bit noivous." Marit said as she looked in the mirror.
"Oh loves, don't be. Just get out there and sing your hearts out. Trust me, the guys will love you." Medda said. The girls looked at each other nervously.
"Would you like me to sing with you guys?" Medda asked.
"Oh yes! Please!" Doll exclaimed.
"It's been so long since I'se been in front of a crowd dis large, I'd really make me feel more comfortable if you'se did," Marit said slowly.
"Alright girls.. lemme go get my other dress on. Y'all wait here."
Doll sighed, "I don't like these dresses."
"I know, dey are kinna... itchy," Marit said as she attempted to scratch her arm.
Doll laughed, "I'se just hope de guys don't laugh at us."
Marit giggled, "If dey do, we'll have ta soak 'em, aye?"
"Definitely." Doll said laughing.
The sound of the door opening and Medda walking in, re kicked in the girls nerves.
"Y'all ready?" Medda asked.
"Not really," Doll answered.
"Oh! For one we have to figure out what we're singing!" Medda exclaimed, "How about... "Smile"?" she suggested, "Y'all do know "Smile". Right?"
"Yea, that'll be fine." Marit said.
"Ok girl. Donny! We're ready." Medda yelled.


The stage lights flicked off and the three spotlights were turned on.
"Ha! They'se about to come out!" Race yelled as he turned his chair around to face the stage.
Medda walked out onto the stage, claiming the center spotlight, "Welcome Newsies!" she yelled happily. There were numerous cat-calls, whistles and yelling from all the guys.
"Well, I have a very special treat for y'all tonight. Accompanying me tonight will be Rose Pennington," she said as she motioned to her right. A nervous Doll walked out to claim her spotlight.
"And Marit Logan" Medda said gestured to her left to reveal the other small girl come out and take the last spotlight on the stage. There was even more yelling and cat-calls from the guys.
"HOLY SHIT! THEY'SE ARE IN DRESSES!" Mush yelled.
Medda smiled, "We'll be singing "Smile"."

Medda: Smile, though your heart is aching
Smile, even though it's breaking
When there are clouds in the sky
You'll get by...
If you smile

Doll: With your fear and sorrow
Smile and maybe tomorrow
You'll find that life is still worthwhile
If you just...

Marit: Light up your face with gladness
Hide every trace of sadness
Although a tear may be ever so near
That's the time you must keep on trying

All three
: Smile, what's the use of crying

You'll find that life is still worthwhile
If you just...
Marit: Smile, though your heart is aching
Doll: Smile, even though it's breaking
Medda: When there are clouds in the sky
All three: You'll get by...
If you smile

Medda: Through your fear and sorrow
Smile and maybe tomorrow
Doll: You'll find that life is still worthwhile
If you just smile...
Marit: That's the time you must keep on trying
Smile, what's the use of crying
All three: You'll find that life is still worthwhile
If you just smile

The crowd of guys erupted in applause. Medda glanced from side to side to see the girls looking around with smiles across their child-like faces. The spotlights went off and the curtains closed.
Race turned back around to face the guys at the table, "Is is jus' me? Or is anyone else.... what's da woid I'm lookin' fo'?"
"Shocked..." Mush said slowly.
"Wow..."

Medda smiled at the over-excited girls. She shooed them to her dressing room, proclaiming she needed to speak with them.
The three girls entered the dressing room.
"Sit down girls," Medda said gesturing toward the small sofa.
The girl did as they were told, all while they were still giggling.
"Have y'all ever thought of maybe performing here?" Medda asked as she took her seat across from them.
Marit and Doll looked at each other, "No, actually, we haven't."
"Well, the Newsies are on strike, your Newsies, and to top it all of your GIRL Newsies. You have to make a living for yourself, you have to have money to live. I'll pay you, if you girls will come and perform with me every Saturday night," Medda said, a small grin creeping across her face.
"Really??" Marit squealed.
"You'd PAY us to perform?!?" Doll asked excitedly.
"Yes, I'll pay out $2.50 every Saturday night," Medda stated, "I want you girls here, and once you get comfortable performing in front of the Newsies, we might have to make it Friday and Saturday nights, and bump the pay to $3.00 each."
"Oh thank you!!!!" Marit screamed as she jumped up.
"Yes! Thank you!" Doll said getting up also.
The girls walked over to Medda and hugged her, "I know when I see real talent, and you two girls are full of it! Now! Go get back in your clothes, and get out there and see those boys of yours!"


"Here they come!" Jack yelled as he saw the girls come out of the door.
There were a few cat-calls as the girls walked toward their table. They sat down with huge grins on and blushed cheeks.
"You'se were AMAZING! Both of y'all!" Mush said as he kissed Marit's forehead.
"You'se guys'll nevah belive what Medda's doin' for us!" Doll said.
"What?" Blink asked.
"She's letting us perform heah every Saturday night, and she's gonna pay us $2.50 each!" Marit said grinning.
"No way! Dat's more than I'se makes in two weeks! An' all you'se girls are gonna do is sing for a room full of guys!" Race said as he finished his cigar.
After a few more hours at Medda's, all the Newsies started filing out into the streets. Jack, Mush, Race and Blink all tried their hardest to make it known that Doll and Marit were one of the Manhattan crew, and that no one else could touch them. As they were walking down the street laughing, Marit with Mush and Blink with Doll, a young brown haired boy came running up to them.
"Andrew?!?" Marit yelled as he stopped right in front of her.
"I knew I'd prolly be able to find you'se here, Tav decided to join da strike, Spot sent Runner over to the Bronx about an hour or so afta you'se left and Tav gave in." Andrew said grinning from ear to ear, but the smile slowly faded when he noticed Mush was there, and with his arm around Marit.
"Bronx joined the strike?! Awesome, Jack!! C'mere! Bronx joined da strike.." Mush yelled.
"I just noticed Mush!" Jack yelled, as Mush noticed Jack was standing by the leader of the Bronx, Tav.
"Looks like your settlin' just fine heah...." Andrew said nervously stuffing his hands in his pockets.
"I reckon I'se have, huh, Langly?" she said sighing. She looked up at Mush, "Sorry I forgot my manners, Mush, this is me best friend in the world, Andrew Langly, he's from the Bronx, Andrew this is Mush."
Andrew forced a smile as Mush shook his hand.
"Well, I'll leave you two to talk for a minute, I'se gots to go chat with Race about sumtin'..." Mush said taking his arm away from Marit and leaving.
Andrew sighed, "Gettin' a lil cozy already?"
"We're friends, Langly." Marit said.
"Sure you are..." he said as he kicked a rock and leaned up again the brick wall.
"Langly, shit. I'm happy! For God's sake I'm away from dose people. I'm gone... I'll nevah come back to the Bronx again... I found my bruddah, the one thing I'se been lookin' for FOR YEAR! And where eva he goes, I'se go." Marit said pacing back and forth in front of Andrew.
Andrew looked up at her, "Your cute when your mad."
Marit stopped pacing and looked at him, "Don't call me cute! I'm not cut! But you'se such as hell got the mad part right? Isn't it late? Why are you'se still in Manhattan anyway, don'tcha need ta get back to the Bronx before your parents go postal on you???" Marit rambled on.
Andrew put his head down, "No, I ran away. I'se goin' to Brooklyn wit Spot, or maybe Midtown. I'm not sure yet... prolly to Brooklyn for da night, til I'se can find Rave."
"Why?" Marit said, studying his face. She'd never seen such sadness on his face before.
"I'se couldn't take it any more. I'se was sick of dem fightin', blamin' everythin' on me," he said, looking up at Marit, "I was like you'se. I needed to get out, you'se needed to find your bruddah, I need to find myself."
Marit started to ask him something else, but he cut her off, "So, anyways. I'se was amazed you'se gots up dere and performed... and in a dress of all livin' things! I'se almost fell out me seat, Tav too." He laughed, remembering her up there, "You'se looked beautiful." he blurted out.
Marit stared at him, "Thank you." she said.
"Marit, it's time to go," Jack said. Marit looked up to see Mush, Race, Blink, Doll and Jack coming toward her and Andrew.
"Why, I'se be damn, if it isn't Andrew Langly himself!" Blink said when he approached Langly.
"Hey," is all Andrew said in return.
"Well, we better go... it's gettin' late." Race said as he put his arm around Marit, "I'se do believe it's mine turn, am I'se not right, Mush?"
Mush glared at him evilly, "If you'se say so, Race."
"Roll ya for it, doubles or nothin'," Race said jokingly.
Everyone groaned and started to walk away, not being able to tell Race was only joking. Marit loked at Andrew, "I guess I'll see you tomorrow?"
Andrew nodded, "I guess..."
Marit grinned, "Bye."
"Bye" Andrew said as he threw up his hand.