Bitty's Secret
Chapter 2
How'd You'se Know?
Disclaimer: Nope, I still don't own Newsies. But, hey Disney, I could make you a great offer! I'll trade you the rights to Newsies (and all the yummy people in it) for, um, wait, lemme see what I have in my pocket, um, a piece of lint, an old stick of gum, seven cents and a ticket stub from some crappy movie I saw last week. How's that sound! Good deal, right? NO?!? Oh well, it was worth a shot, right guys? Oh well, read on!
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"So, Jacky boy, how long have you known dis goil dat seems to have capshud you'se heart?"
"Oh, we'se met right before dah strike started, she's Davey's sistah."
"So, a little ovah a month?"
"Yeah, Bitty, I guess dat's about right, why?"
Bitty started laughing and said, "In all dah yeahs I'se known ya, Cowboy, I ain't nevah seen ya walk dis fast to meet a goil."
Jack shook his head at Bitty and said, "Listen up goil, boy, whatevah it is ya wanna be, ya may almost be me sistah, but dat does not give you'se dah right to..."
"Relax, Jacky boy! I didn't tink you'se could lose your sense a humor in a month, but, sheesh!"
They stopped in front of a tall building, and Jack started for the fire escape. "Come here, Bitty, lemme give you a hand."
She shook her head and shoved past him. "After six years of pretending to be a guy, you'se don't think I can handle meself like one? Besides, what if someone's watchin'?"
"Dey would tink dat dah leadah of Manhattan is helping one of his much smallah Newsies ontah a really high fire escape," he grumbled.
Jack led the way up to the Jacobs' apartment, and climbed in the window. Davey, and two adults Bitty assumed were his parents were sitting there. "Hi dere, everyone, how are you'se all? Bitty, dese are Davey's folks."
"Hi, nice to meet you'se both!"
A girl that looked to be about Bitty's age walked into the room, followed by a boy that was about ten. "And dis is Sarah and Les, Davey's sistah and bruddah." The girl was looking at Bitty uneasily, until Jack said, "everybody, dis heah is Bitty. He's an old friend of ours. He just got back aftah six months, and I wanted him tah meet you'se all. I hope you don't mind!"
Everyone sat down at the table, and over dessert, everyone asked Bitty questions.
"How did you come to be a newsie?"
"How long have you been a newsie?"
"Do you like being a newsie?"
"Were you in jail with Cowboy, too?"
Bitty had been fielding the questions, avoiding answering them when she saw fit, but when Les said that, she looked at Jack, sending him a message that seemed to say, "get me out of this!" But it was Sarah who said, "Hey, Davey, didn't you say there was something you wanted to show Jack?"
"Oh, yeah, thanks for reminding me! Jack I found this when..."
After they had went into David's room, with Les tagging along, Sarah said, "When they come out, could you please tell them to meet us up on the roof?"
"Sure, dear, of course!"
Sarah climbed out the window, and motioned for Bitty to follow her. When they got up to the roof, Bitty sat on the ledge, and turned to Sarah. "Tanks a lot, you'se really saved me down dere."
"No, don't worry about it, I know Les can be a pain sometimes."
"Oh, nah, not at all, he's a cute kid, I mean, weren't we'se all like dat?"
Sarah smiled and said, "Yes, I suppose we were. So Bitty, can I ask you a question?"
"Anyting for dah goil who saved me life!"
"Are you...were you...do you and Jack....like each other?"
"No! Are you'se mad? He's like me bruddah! I ain't his goil! I mean..." Bitty trailed off as she realized what she said. "Deah me, what evah did I just say?" Bitty stared at Sarah, and said quietly, "How did you'se know?"
"I don't know, it was just a hunch, I'm glad I was right, it would have been kind of embarrassing if I was wrong, wouldn't it have been?"
"Yeah, I'se suppose I would be laughin' if dis weren't so bad."
"What do you mean?"
"You'se don't get it! Only tree people in dis woild know dat I'se a goil! Dis is very impawtant! You'se can't tell nobody! Not yer folks, and 'specially none a dah oddah newsies! I mean..."
"Bitty, don't worry about it! I would never tell anyone! You can trust me! But can I ask you why?"
"Why what?" Jack said as he climbed over the side of the roof.
"Oh, Bitty was just telling me how she got her name, Jack."
"Oh, you'se mean I didn't make dat, um, watsit called?" he asked, turning to David.
"Obvious?"
"Yeah, dat's rite, I didn't make it ovious? He's always been short for his age, and we'se decided to call him Itty, but den Itey sed it sounded too much like his name, so we'se added a 'b' to it."
"Oh, yeah, Jack," said David, laughing, "That's real obvious!"
"Ah, leave me alone..."
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A/N: Okay, most of the questions from the last chapter still stand, but hey, I'se takin' me time, aight? R/R, cuz you love m, and you know it! Flames are welcome, but I prefer the term constructive criticism! Tell me you don't wanna know the end of the story, go on, tell me! Hahaha, :P ttfn!
Chapter 2
How'd You'se Know?
Disclaimer: Nope, I still don't own Newsies. But, hey Disney, I could make you a great offer! I'll trade you the rights to Newsies (and all the yummy people in it) for, um, wait, lemme see what I have in my pocket, um, a piece of lint, an old stick of gum, seven cents and a ticket stub from some crappy movie I saw last week. How's that sound! Good deal, right? NO?!? Oh well, it was worth a shot, right guys? Oh well, read on!
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"So, Jacky boy, how long have you known dis goil dat seems to have capshud you'se heart?"
"Oh, we'se met right before dah strike started, she's Davey's sistah."
"So, a little ovah a month?"
"Yeah, Bitty, I guess dat's about right, why?"
Bitty started laughing and said, "In all dah yeahs I'se known ya, Cowboy, I ain't nevah seen ya walk dis fast to meet a goil."
Jack shook his head at Bitty and said, "Listen up goil, boy, whatevah it is ya wanna be, ya may almost be me sistah, but dat does not give you'se dah right to..."
"Relax, Jacky boy! I didn't tink you'se could lose your sense a humor in a month, but, sheesh!"
They stopped in front of a tall building, and Jack started for the fire escape. "Come here, Bitty, lemme give you a hand."
She shook her head and shoved past him. "After six years of pretending to be a guy, you'se don't think I can handle meself like one? Besides, what if someone's watchin'?"
"Dey would tink dat dah leadah of Manhattan is helping one of his much smallah Newsies ontah a really high fire escape," he grumbled.
Jack led the way up to the Jacobs' apartment, and climbed in the window. Davey, and two adults Bitty assumed were his parents were sitting there. "Hi dere, everyone, how are you'se all? Bitty, dese are Davey's folks."
"Hi, nice to meet you'se both!"
A girl that looked to be about Bitty's age walked into the room, followed by a boy that was about ten. "And dis is Sarah and Les, Davey's sistah and bruddah." The girl was looking at Bitty uneasily, until Jack said, "everybody, dis heah is Bitty. He's an old friend of ours. He just got back aftah six months, and I wanted him tah meet you'se all. I hope you don't mind!"
Everyone sat down at the table, and over dessert, everyone asked Bitty questions.
"How did you come to be a newsie?"
"How long have you been a newsie?"
"Do you like being a newsie?"
"Were you in jail with Cowboy, too?"
Bitty had been fielding the questions, avoiding answering them when she saw fit, but when Les said that, she looked at Jack, sending him a message that seemed to say, "get me out of this!" But it was Sarah who said, "Hey, Davey, didn't you say there was something you wanted to show Jack?"
"Oh, yeah, thanks for reminding me! Jack I found this when..."
After they had went into David's room, with Les tagging along, Sarah said, "When they come out, could you please tell them to meet us up on the roof?"
"Sure, dear, of course!"
Sarah climbed out the window, and motioned for Bitty to follow her. When they got up to the roof, Bitty sat on the ledge, and turned to Sarah. "Tanks a lot, you'se really saved me down dere."
"No, don't worry about it, I know Les can be a pain sometimes."
"Oh, nah, not at all, he's a cute kid, I mean, weren't we'se all like dat?"
Sarah smiled and said, "Yes, I suppose we were. So Bitty, can I ask you a question?"
"Anyting for dah goil who saved me life!"
"Are you...were you...do you and Jack....like each other?"
"No! Are you'se mad? He's like me bruddah! I ain't his goil! I mean..." Bitty trailed off as she realized what she said. "Deah me, what evah did I just say?" Bitty stared at Sarah, and said quietly, "How did you'se know?"
"I don't know, it was just a hunch, I'm glad I was right, it would have been kind of embarrassing if I was wrong, wouldn't it have been?"
"Yeah, I'se suppose I would be laughin' if dis weren't so bad."
"What do you mean?"
"You'se don't get it! Only tree people in dis woild know dat I'se a goil! Dis is very impawtant! You'se can't tell nobody! Not yer folks, and 'specially none a dah oddah newsies! I mean..."
"Bitty, don't worry about it! I would never tell anyone! You can trust me! But can I ask you why?"
"Why what?" Jack said as he climbed over the side of the roof.
"Oh, Bitty was just telling me how she got her name, Jack."
"Oh, you'se mean I didn't make dat, um, watsit called?" he asked, turning to David.
"Obvious?"
"Yeah, dat's rite, I didn't make it ovious? He's always been short for his age, and we'se decided to call him Itty, but den Itey sed it sounded too much like his name, so we'se added a 'b' to it."
"Oh, yeah, Jack," said David, laughing, "That's real obvious!"
"Ah, leave me alone..."
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A/N: Okay, most of the questions from the last chapter still stand, but hey, I'se takin' me time, aight? R/R, cuz you love m, and you know it! Flames are welcome, but I prefer the term constructive criticism! Tell me you don't wanna know the end of the story, go on, tell me! Hahaha, :P ttfn!
