A/N: Just incase any of you care I made Spot's real name Jolyon or 'Jolly'
because I thought it would be funny if he had a girly name, I don't know
why, to quote Crutchy- it's just this brain of mine, it's always coming up
with things.it's got a mind of its own.
Davey in Love
Chapter 3 - Family Reunion
"Jolly," I knew that he hated being called by that name, but I couldn't help it. I mean the last time I saw him Gil wasn't even born, yet he looked just like I imagined him to.
"Marilyn?" I smiled and nodded running over to hug him. We hugged for a second then I guess Jolly noticed Gil, "Whose the shrimp?"
"This," I made a simple gesture toward Gil, "Is Gilbert, he's our baby brother, Mama died havin' him. He's five."
"So, what made ya think of the name Spot?" I smiled, I of course already knew the answer, Spot was our dog's name when we lived in Ireland; Jolly always had been obsessed with that dumb dog. He kept staring at me; I knew he had always hated his first name just as much as I hated mine.
"Don't ya remember?" He walked over to David who was now standing at my side and they spitshook.
Gil grinned once more as I set him down on the ground and he spat in his small hand and held it out to Jolly. Jolly-I mean Spot.I have to remember, his name is Spot now.not Jolly.well Spot grinned then spitshook with Gil. My baby brother seemed to have every sign of hero worship for Spot.
Gil smiled up at Spot. "I sold dis many papes," he said holding up all of his fingers, although he had sold nearly thirty.
Jack walked over to Spot, "Seems like bein' a newsie runs in your family, Spotty-boy." I couldn't help but laugh at the nickname, when I felt an arm go around my shoulder; I turned to see David smiling at me.
"Do you want to go and grab something to eat with me?"
"I'd love to," I answered, "But what about Gil and Les?"
"Um.they can come too, or maybe we can drop them off at my house. My mom and sister will watch them for us."
I smiled again then looked over to where Gil and Les were happily playing with Jack and Spot.
"Maybe Jack and Spot would watch 'em." I said with a bit of a laugh, then I turned to David who seemed to suddenly be afraid of the thought, "Davey, what is it?"
Did I just call him Davey? Where did that come from? But ya know I like the way it sounds coming off my tongue. Davey.
"Well, ya see." Davey was whispering, "Your brother, well, he kinda.um."
"Your afraid of him aren't you?"
Davey looked at me as though he was terrified of Spot.
"Well, he just make me nervous."
I smiled sweetly at Davey, even if my brother wasn't the toughest guy, he was still a better fight then Davey, (insert word here), Gil was a better fighter than David, plus if Spot was really the leader of the Brooklyn newsies then I could tell why he might be afraid of him.
I stared into Davey's wonderful blue eyes as he stared back into mine, when Spot turned around. I guess Davey's arm was still around me, because Spot sounded real mad when he opened his mouth.
"Mouth! What the (insert word here) are you doing with my sister?"
Did Spot just call him mouth? Don't look at his mouth, (insert word here) it don't look at it. Why can't I stop staring at it? Luckily, Davey talking once more saved me.
"I wasn't doing anything, Spot. I was just asking her to come to lunch with me."
I stared at Spot, "Why is it that you can date whoever you want, but I can't? You know, I'm a big goil and if anyone was to hurt me, I could easily soak 'em."
With that Spot gave in, and I was going on a date with David Jacobs.
A/N: So, how d'ja like it? I know it's kinda short, but I promise that the next chapter will be longer. Relics, Sapphy, you two are my new best friends! Thanks so much for reviewing my fic! Please review and I'll thank you in the next chapter!
Davey in Love
Chapter 3 - Family Reunion
"Jolly," I knew that he hated being called by that name, but I couldn't help it. I mean the last time I saw him Gil wasn't even born, yet he looked just like I imagined him to.
"Marilyn?" I smiled and nodded running over to hug him. We hugged for a second then I guess Jolly noticed Gil, "Whose the shrimp?"
"This," I made a simple gesture toward Gil, "Is Gilbert, he's our baby brother, Mama died havin' him. He's five."
"So, what made ya think of the name Spot?" I smiled, I of course already knew the answer, Spot was our dog's name when we lived in Ireland; Jolly always had been obsessed with that dumb dog. He kept staring at me; I knew he had always hated his first name just as much as I hated mine.
"Don't ya remember?" He walked over to David who was now standing at my side and they spitshook.
Gil grinned once more as I set him down on the ground and he spat in his small hand and held it out to Jolly. Jolly-I mean Spot.I have to remember, his name is Spot now.not Jolly.well Spot grinned then spitshook with Gil. My baby brother seemed to have every sign of hero worship for Spot.
Gil smiled up at Spot. "I sold dis many papes," he said holding up all of his fingers, although he had sold nearly thirty.
Jack walked over to Spot, "Seems like bein' a newsie runs in your family, Spotty-boy." I couldn't help but laugh at the nickname, when I felt an arm go around my shoulder; I turned to see David smiling at me.
"Do you want to go and grab something to eat with me?"
"I'd love to," I answered, "But what about Gil and Les?"
"Um.they can come too, or maybe we can drop them off at my house. My mom and sister will watch them for us."
I smiled again then looked over to where Gil and Les were happily playing with Jack and Spot.
"Maybe Jack and Spot would watch 'em." I said with a bit of a laugh, then I turned to David who seemed to suddenly be afraid of the thought, "Davey, what is it?"
Did I just call him Davey? Where did that come from? But ya know I like the way it sounds coming off my tongue. Davey.
"Well, ya see." Davey was whispering, "Your brother, well, he kinda.um."
"Your afraid of him aren't you?"
Davey looked at me as though he was terrified of Spot.
"Well, he just make me nervous."
I smiled sweetly at Davey, even if my brother wasn't the toughest guy, he was still a better fight then Davey, (insert word here), Gil was a better fighter than David, plus if Spot was really the leader of the Brooklyn newsies then I could tell why he might be afraid of him.
I stared into Davey's wonderful blue eyes as he stared back into mine, when Spot turned around. I guess Davey's arm was still around me, because Spot sounded real mad when he opened his mouth.
"Mouth! What the (insert word here) are you doing with my sister?"
Did Spot just call him mouth? Don't look at his mouth, (insert word here) it don't look at it. Why can't I stop staring at it? Luckily, Davey talking once more saved me.
"I wasn't doing anything, Spot. I was just asking her to come to lunch with me."
I stared at Spot, "Why is it that you can date whoever you want, but I can't? You know, I'm a big goil and if anyone was to hurt me, I could easily soak 'em."
With that Spot gave in, and I was going on a date with David Jacobs.
A/N: So, how d'ja like it? I know it's kinda short, but I promise that the next chapter will be longer. Relics, Sapphy, you two are my new best friends! Thanks so much for reviewing my fic! Please review and I'll thank you in the next chapter!
