Disclaimer-As I said before, don't own this movie. A/N-Splashey, Snap is not God. Sorry.
Tease sat up from under the shawl she slept under. The newsies were across the street at their distribution office and one with black hair approached her. "Heya Tease! Ya bettah get outta heah! Spot sent me ta 'remove' ya from Brooklyn."
"So you're Ace? I'll leave but answer me a question?"
"Sure why not?"
"Is there a newsie named Snap?"
"Snap...sure is. He's in Manhattan."
Tease stood up. "Thanks. I'll be going now."
"Wait...Spot didn't talk about nothin' but you last night. If ya evah need a place ta stay...or anuddah job oddah den being a pickpocket, come ta us. I can get ya in. Spot's me bruddah."
Tease smiled. "Maybe I will..." At that she turned on her heel and ran toward Manhattan.
Halfway there she smacked right into Oscar Delancey. "Heya goily. Where ya goin' so fast?"
"Manhattan. Let go of me."
Morris smirked. "No way dat's gonna happen." He pushed her into an alley and slammed her against the wall.
"You had better let go of me! I have connections that would kick your ass for this!"
"Oh really? Like who?"
"Like...Brooklyn!"
"Da person or da place?" Oscar laughed.
"Both!"
"Well how ya gonna get Spot now? Or Ace for dat mattah?"
Tease screamed as loud as she could but was quickly silenced by a hand clamping over her mouth.
"Now whatcha gonna do?"
Someone behind the Delanceys grabbed Oscar's shoulder and spun him around. There was a crunch of Oscar's nose braking and a flash of blue eyes. Morris turned around to receive a similar punch. Both boys ran. Tease looked up at her rescuer. Spot.
"Hey. I heard ya scream. Ya lucky too."
She stood up. "Thanks...I guess." She had been hoping those blue eyes would be Snap's but anyone who could scare the Delanceys like that was worthy of her time.
"Take me up on da offer?"
"What offer?"
"Comin' ta stay wit us."
"Sure why not. If I get into more trouble you won't be around to save me."
"I'm always around. C'mon. I gotta go ta Manhattan."
Spot led her down the streets of New York to Manhattan. The newsies were gathering at a small restaurant called Tibby's. Spot approached a boy with dishwater blonde hair and a cowboy hat. "Heya Jacky-boy."
Tease ignored the conversation and scanned the crowd for Snap. He was nowhere in sight. "Jack, is it?" She asked the boy.
He smiled. "Yeah."
"Do you have a newsie named Snap?"
"Sure do. He's right dere." Jack pointed to a table in the corner where an Italian boy, a boy with an eye patch, and one with soft curly brown hair sat with another newsie. He had dark brown hair and when he looked up and caught Tease's eye, he frowned. "Elizabeth? What are ya doin' heah?!" He stood up and walked toward her.
"Who is Sam?"
Snap smirked. "Well ya figured out me name. Now who am I really? Rain, rain go away. Come again another day. Do ya remember me Bethy?"
She stared at his blue eyes and then closed her own.
"C'mon Bethy! Sing with us!" Her brother's voice sifted through her thoughts. His face was blurred though.
"Ring around the rosie..." Her sister taunted. "Sam! Swing with me!"
"SAM!" Her eyes opened. "How old are you Snap?"
"Fourteen."
"I'm seventeen...you...where have you been?!"
He smirked. "Heah. So ya know who I am? I been followin' you around for a long time, Beth. Hopin' you'd see me but ya didn't. So I tried to jog ya memory..."
"Say say my playmate. Come out and play with me..." She could almost feel her sister's hands smack her own. "Mary, Mary quite contrary...how does your garden grow?"
"Stop it Elizabeth! That is not funny!"
"Girls, come now. Be nice," Her mother's soft voice filled her mind. She turned around.
"Mama! Come back! Stay here with us!"
Tease's eyes filled with tears. "Where is Mary?"
"She died in da fire wit Mama, Beth."
Spot's hand rested on her shoulder now. "Tease? You okay?"
She backed up. "They're all dead. My whole family is dead and I didn't know it!"
Spot stepped forward and caught her as she backed away. "Hey its awright."
"No...! No...no...no." She collapsed and Spot pulled her up.
Snap knelt next to her. "Elizabeth! C'mon! Its Sammy. Wake up."
Her eyes opened. "Snap...where's Dad?"
"He nevah came home...Mary lived for about a day and half...den she died. She was so burnt Bethy she might as well have died immediately. I kinda wish she had."
Tease shut her eyes. How strange all this was. Spot Conlon was being nice to her and she had found Sammy...or Sammy had found her. It didn't make much sense, but hey, what did in life?
Rain, Rain go away. Come again another day.
Tease sat up from under the shawl she slept under. The newsies were across the street at their distribution office and one with black hair approached her. "Heya Tease! Ya bettah get outta heah! Spot sent me ta 'remove' ya from Brooklyn."
"So you're Ace? I'll leave but answer me a question?"
"Sure why not?"
"Is there a newsie named Snap?"
"Snap...sure is. He's in Manhattan."
Tease stood up. "Thanks. I'll be going now."
"Wait...Spot didn't talk about nothin' but you last night. If ya evah need a place ta stay...or anuddah job oddah den being a pickpocket, come ta us. I can get ya in. Spot's me bruddah."
Tease smiled. "Maybe I will..." At that she turned on her heel and ran toward Manhattan.
Halfway there she smacked right into Oscar Delancey. "Heya goily. Where ya goin' so fast?"
"Manhattan. Let go of me."
Morris smirked. "No way dat's gonna happen." He pushed her into an alley and slammed her against the wall.
"You had better let go of me! I have connections that would kick your ass for this!"
"Oh really? Like who?"
"Like...Brooklyn!"
"Da person or da place?" Oscar laughed.
"Both!"
"Well how ya gonna get Spot now? Or Ace for dat mattah?"
Tease screamed as loud as she could but was quickly silenced by a hand clamping over her mouth.
"Now whatcha gonna do?"
Someone behind the Delanceys grabbed Oscar's shoulder and spun him around. There was a crunch of Oscar's nose braking and a flash of blue eyes. Morris turned around to receive a similar punch. Both boys ran. Tease looked up at her rescuer. Spot.
"Hey. I heard ya scream. Ya lucky too."
She stood up. "Thanks...I guess." She had been hoping those blue eyes would be Snap's but anyone who could scare the Delanceys like that was worthy of her time.
"Take me up on da offer?"
"What offer?"
"Comin' ta stay wit us."
"Sure why not. If I get into more trouble you won't be around to save me."
"I'm always around. C'mon. I gotta go ta Manhattan."
Spot led her down the streets of New York to Manhattan. The newsies were gathering at a small restaurant called Tibby's. Spot approached a boy with dishwater blonde hair and a cowboy hat. "Heya Jacky-boy."
Tease ignored the conversation and scanned the crowd for Snap. He was nowhere in sight. "Jack, is it?" She asked the boy.
He smiled. "Yeah."
"Do you have a newsie named Snap?"
"Sure do. He's right dere." Jack pointed to a table in the corner where an Italian boy, a boy with an eye patch, and one with soft curly brown hair sat with another newsie. He had dark brown hair and when he looked up and caught Tease's eye, he frowned. "Elizabeth? What are ya doin' heah?!" He stood up and walked toward her.
"Who is Sam?"
Snap smirked. "Well ya figured out me name. Now who am I really? Rain, rain go away. Come again another day. Do ya remember me Bethy?"
She stared at his blue eyes and then closed her own.
"C'mon Bethy! Sing with us!" Her brother's voice sifted through her thoughts. His face was blurred though.
"Ring around the rosie..." Her sister taunted. "Sam! Swing with me!"
"SAM!" Her eyes opened. "How old are you Snap?"
"Fourteen."
"I'm seventeen...you...where have you been?!"
He smirked. "Heah. So ya know who I am? I been followin' you around for a long time, Beth. Hopin' you'd see me but ya didn't. So I tried to jog ya memory..."
"Say say my playmate. Come out and play with me..." She could almost feel her sister's hands smack her own. "Mary, Mary quite contrary...how does your garden grow?"
"Stop it Elizabeth! That is not funny!"
"Girls, come now. Be nice," Her mother's soft voice filled her mind. She turned around.
"Mama! Come back! Stay here with us!"
Tease's eyes filled with tears. "Where is Mary?"
"She died in da fire wit Mama, Beth."
Spot's hand rested on her shoulder now. "Tease? You okay?"
She backed up. "They're all dead. My whole family is dead and I didn't know it!"
Spot stepped forward and caught her as she backed away. "Hey its awright."
"No...! No...no...no." She collapsed and Spot pulled her up.
Snap knelt next to her. "Elizabeth! C'mon! Its Sammy. Wake up."
Her eyes opened. "Snap...where's Dad?"
"He nevah came home...Mary lived for about a day and half...den she died. She was so burnt Bethy she might as well have died immediately. I kinda wish she had."
Tease shut her eyes. How strange all this was. Spot Conlon was being nice to her and she had found Sammy...or Sammy had found her. It didn't make much sense, but hey, what did in life?
Rain, Rain go away. Come again another day.