Disclaimer: I do not own Newsies, Disney obviously does(*tear* Lucky
Rats!), and I don't actually own this story, my talented friend, Kristina,
does(she, too, is a lucky rat!) and I am merely doing her a favor! But, I
actually DO own Tig and Annabelle, others as well, but you have to wait for
the sequel! So, for these reasons, don't sue me!
Summary: Marie 'Target' McCoy is a loveable tomboy who lives and sells with the Manhatten Newsies. She starts to date Spot Conlon, but what happens when her heart starts to belong to another newsie that she's known for years? NOT A MARY SUE!!! Skit/Target, Mush/Tig, Jack/OC
Rating: PG-13
June 13, 1900
"GET UP! IT'S TADAY, SHE'S COMIN' BACK TADAY! GET UP!" Jack commanded early the next morning. He ran around the room, shaking everyone's bunk. "TADAY'S DA DAY! SHE'S COMIN'!" he continued shouting. Target lay in an empty top bunk, her arm slid over to where Skittery had been sleeping, but all there was an empty pillow. She opened her eyes to see she was alone on his bunk. She caught a glimpse of Lily still sleeping. "COME ON FELLAS, GET OUTTA BED! TARGET, LILY, WAKE UP! SHE'S COMIN'!" Jack screamed again. Target turned on her back as Jack walked by.
"Who's 'she'?" Target asked, but all he said was, "Rory!"
Rory Bale was Jack's childhood sweetheart. They had been in love since they were five. She was eighteen years old, had dark brown hair that was almost black, chocolate brown eyes, and was about five foot four. Tig, Rory and Target were the best of friends; they were the three amigos, but for the past three years Rory had been living with her aunt in California, so it was down to the two amigos.
Jack continued running through the room and shouting at everyone. Target turned over on her stomach and put the pillow over her head to drown out the sound. She looked up and saw a rose had been placed at the head of the bunk. She smiled, knowing it was from Skittery.
"Up-n-atom!" called Race as he kicked the bunk above him. He got up to see that it wasn't Skittery, but Marie.
"Ohh!" Race said.
"Cheese it, Race! Nothin' happened," explained Target, climbing down from the soft bunk.
"Sure," agreed Racetrack sarcastically, combing his dark hair.
Target buttoned up the rest of her shirt and walked over to Lily and Mush, who were sleeping in the bunk next to her's. Target sat on the corner of the bed and ruffled their hair. The two slowly awoke.
"Sleep good?" Target asked as Lily sat up with Mush at her side.
"So Target, heard you spent the night with Jones," said Tig, running her fingers through her hair. Target was confused.
"You'se couldn't have hoid, you'se just woke up!" Target protested.
"I see things."
"Well, I'se see you'se spent da night wit Meyers heah," Target said, pointing to Mush. "Did ya heah? Rory's comin' taday," Target explained, standing up.
"That's great! The three amigos reunited."
"I'se have an idea," began Target. "Why don't you'se reunite Mush wit a shirt!" she said, throwing one at him.
"Ah Target, you'se know you'se likes it," he joked, putting the shirt over his head. Target laughed and walked across the room to the showers. She opened the door and saw a nude Skittery standing there.
"AHH!" yelled Target and jumped backward. Skit's head snapped to the door.
"AHH!" he shouted, stumbling into the corner of the showers. Target grabbed the door handle and shut it quickly. It slammed with a BANG. The room looked at Target as she covered her eyes.
"Oh my God," she whispered over and over again to herself. The room stood silent as she uncovered her eyes and looked around the room. Target forced out a giggle. "Ah... I'se found Skit!" she explained, pointing to the bathroom door. The door opened and Skittery stepped out, dripping wet with only a towel wrapped around his waist.
"It neva happened," Jones said quickly. Target hid her face with her hands.
"Right," she agreed, smiling. They both giggled and walked their separate ways. "Wow," Target said to herself, bringing back the memory of Skit in the shower. She sat down on the bed beside Lily with a stunned look on her face. Tig turned and looked at the motionless Target.
"What's wrong?" Tig asked, buttoning the top button of her blouse.
"Wow."
"Wow, what?"
"Oh boy!" Target said with a blank face.
"Um..," Tig said, waving her hand in front of Target face. "What?"
"Skit is well..," Target began, turning to Tig. "Big! To...put it simply."
"OH, GROSS!" exclaimed Lily, pushing Target off the bed.
"Hey, you'se wanted ta know," replied Target, lifting herself up off the floor. Jack could still be heard shouting at everyone to get up.
Skittery placed his cloths back on and stepped out of the doorway.
"Guess we'se should get goin'," said Mush.
"Carryin' da banner!" shouted Target and Lily. The boys cheered in reply. That always got them riled up. Before they went downstairs, Skit approached Target without staying a word.
"Sorry 'bout..," Target began, not knowing how to explain, "...yeah," she apologized.
"It's okay. Maybe I'll return the favor one day," he said, wiggling his eyebrows up and down.
"You'se neva know!" she replied, and rushed up with Tig. "Come on fellas, let's get outta heah!" she shouted. The boys cheered once again. The heard rushed downstairs, Target and Lily leading as usual. The two girls bust through the doors and continued running. Suddenly, they crashed into someone.
"Hey watch it!" scolded Target. They turned to see Rory standing there, a little shaken.
"OH MY GOD!!" the three screamed. Target and Lily were only standing a few inches apart. The boys stopped as well. Jack and Rory caught sight of each other. Instead of hugging Tig and Target, Jack and she ran towards eachother. They hugged eachother, then kissed one another in the middle of the street for about two minutes.
Tig and Marie looked at eachother, then gave eachother a half a hug, since they hadn't received one from Rory.
"Oh my God, I've missed you'se so much," Rory whispered as she held onto Jack. She placed her head on Jack's chest and listened to his heartbeat.
"I've missed you'se, too, Shortcake, more den anything in da world," he explained, holding her tight. "You're more gorgeous den I'se rememba! I'm neva gonna let you'se leave my side. When you'se left, dare was a whole in me heart."
"I'se won't leave ever again, I'se swear it," she told him. Lily and Marie walked past the couple and into the arms of their men.
"I always thought it was friends first," Tig said, turning to Mush.
"Guys, I'se didn't forget you'se," Rory said, letting go of Jack. "I'se could neva forget you'se two!" Shortcake explained, walking over to her friends. "You'se two are my best friends in da whole world, nuttin' could break us apart," Tig and Marie still looked disappointed. "Forgive me?" she asked the two. They grinned and ran to her and they hugged eachother tight and remembered nothing could tear them apart. "Friends forever!" she shouted. "You'se goils can fill me in on everything dat's been goin' on."
The rest of the boys came bursting through the front doors of the Lodging House. They stopped dead in their tracks on the dusty street.
"SHORTCAKE!" they all shouted and ran towards her all at once.
"Hey boys!" she shouted back. Target, Lily, and Jack watched as the happiness unfolded.
"Hey Target?" asked Lily.
"Yeah?"
"I'm skipping work today."
Target looked surprised, Tig never skipped work.
"Oh yeah? How so?"
"I wanna be like you."
"Pardon?" Marie asked quickly.
"Teach me to be a Newsie.
"Um... okay, but I'se gotta worn you'se, da pay ain't great," she began.
"I understand."
"Foist' rule, don't be so proper. Be messy wit life!"
"How shall I do that?"
"Second rule, never say 'shall', un-broaden your vocab," Tig looked strangely at Marie.
"Un-broaden ain't a woid."
"Exactly!" exclaimed Target. "Dat's what I'se mean! You'se don't always gots ta use right woids. Make 'em up if you have ta," Target explained, lighting a cigarette. Shortcake spun around and gasped. She ran to Target and took the stick out of her mouth.
"God I haven't had one of des in ages," Rory explained, taking a few puffs. Target tried to reach back for it, but Shortcake had turned around to face Jack. Target attempted to lunge at Shortcake, fists in the air. Luckily, Tig was there to hold her back. Target struggled to get free and retrieve her cigarette.
"She took me ciggie!" Target pouted to Lily.
"It's okay," Target struggled one more time. "Forget about it."
"But!"
"No!"
"But!" Target said once more, raising her eyebrows.
"No!" shouted Tig jokingly. Target hung her head on Tig's shoulder. Once Lily loosened her grip, Target made another attempt to pulverize Shortcake for taking her cigarette. Fortunately, Tig caught her in time. Shortcake turned around and handed the halfway smoked cigarette back to Marie, who generously took it.
"Fell better?" asked Tig sarcastically, looking at Target protectively smoking her stick.
"Uh-huh!" exclaimed Target, shoving her fists into her pockets. "Now I'se remember why we'se fought so much," started Target, "always takin' me damn cigarettes." She took the stick out of her mouth.
"A'ight boys, quit playin' around! Let's get ta woik," shouted Tig. She looked at Target and began walking. "Am I'se gettin' betta, or what?" she asked, and ran to catch up with the group. Target turned to watch Tig skip down the sidewalk.
"Or what?" she jokingly said to herself, and did the same. "'kay," she said to Tig, "Jack taught me dat da name of da game is 'volume'," she began, "but dat ain't how I'se woik. The woid is 'strategy.' Most of us newsgirls, meaning me, flirt," Tig nodded her head in understanding.
"Okay." Tig said.
"Now you'se is gonna meet dis guy, Mr. Edwards, real softy, you'se should have no problem wit him. Just ask for 'bout...hundred papes to start out," she took the cigarette out of her mouth. "Den make up some stupid excuse for not havin' any bits. Say what I'se says, 'Mr. Edwards, you're lookin' mighty handsome dis mornin', or somethin' like dat. Got it?" Target asked as they drew nearer to the circulation desk for their daily papes.
"I'm pretty sure!" replied Tig a little nervous. The girls stood in line for a few minutes until Tig was ready to do her stuff.
"Go get 'em!" Target whispered, pushing Lily forward toward the desk. Tig stumbled forward as Crutchy stepped away. She then took a deep breath and walked frontward. That day was cooler than the morning before. The temperature had dropped because of the rain. The rest of the Newsies stood waiting at the bottom of the platform. Skit wrapped his arms around Target's waist as she rested.
"Excuse me," Tig said to Mr. Edwards. He turned around. "Wow, you're a real good lookin' fella! What's your name handsome?" Tig asked, leaning on the desk. Edwards blushed greatly.
"Mr. Edwards. I haven't seen you before," he said shyly. Tig smoothed back her hair.
"Dis is me foist day on da job," Tig began, remembering not to be so proper. "But... I'se got no money to buy me papes, and if I'se don't sell me papes, me little brother..," Lily conjured up some tears, "brother will...will..," she hysterically began to cry. Target and the other boys struggled to quiet their laughter.
"Oh sweetie, it's okay! How many do you want?" Mr. Edwards asked with sympathy. Target walked over and put her hands on Tig's shoulders.
"She wants a hundred, Mr. E."
"Oh that's nice. Here you are."
"Sucker," hissed Target, looking away. Marie turned back to Edwards, worked her magic and also got one hundred papes without pay. She went and stood next to Tig and explained how you were aloud to liven up the headlines. "Foist," she began, "you'se gotta use big woids. Dat should be no problem for you'se. Second, don't mingle wit da customers. Bing, bang, boom, you're done, move on to da next one."
"But, see, that's how I met Mush," Tig explained, opening her paper and looking behind Target to Mush.
"Well, ya see, dat's different."
"How?" asked Tig interrupting.
"It...I'se... you'se can... it just is, a'ight?" screamed Target. Shortcake strolled up behind them.
"I'se hope I'se rememba how ta do dis," she said, waiting for Jack. Mush and Skittery stepped up beside her. Lily saw a lit cigarette in Skittery's mouth. She folded her papers over her shoulder and took it out. The group thought she would crush it under her foot, but instead she placed it in her mouth and inhaled.
"Ya know, dat ain't very lady like!" exclaimed Target.
"Lady like, me ass!" Tig said, conjuring up Target's old phrase. Target, being the only one who knew what Tig was talking about, laughed without company.
The Newsies began to scatter out and across Manhattan. Lily and Marie stood on the corner of Willow Lane and Potter Street.
"Hey, since I'se is givin' you'se Newsie lessons, why don't we put our bits together and split it, fifty, fifty. What do you'se say?" Target asked as Tig received a penny from a passer buyer.
"Sounds fair, sounds fair. So we'd be like selling partners, right?"
"Right!" Target said enthusiastically. "Oh, one more rule, no drinkin' on da job. I'se found dat out da hard way," Target explained as a young lady came up to buy a paper. "Thanks!" Target said, handing her a paper. Tig tried to do the same to an elderly man, but no luck.
"No! God you're doin' it wrong!" scolded Target.
***** Ah, yet another exciting day in the life of a Newsie! Oh God, I sound like one of those old men that narrarate(sp?) some of those dumb shows on PBS(not everything on PBS is dumb, I'm just saying)! But anyway, just so there isn't any confusion once again, I'll explain the whole 'Tig speach' thing. Okay, when she's being a Newsie, she talks like a Newsie. But, when she's not being one, she ends up sounding like her normal self, unlike Target who talks like a Newsie all of the time. So, that is why she keeps going in and out of the Newsie talk. Yeah, just thought I would clear that up, because I myself got confused as well when I was going through this chapter, so...yeah. Anywho, hope everyone liked this chapter(I certainly did!LOL) Oh, and about Rory, if you don't like her now, give her a chance because I myself wanted to hurt Kris when she brought in this character, but in time learned to love her. So, yeah, I have no idea what to say or do next(you're probably like,"Update the next chapter, you dolt!" And that's EXACTLY what I plan on doing! Don't you just love me?! j/k) Well, adios amigos!
JustDuck: I'm dancing right along with ya, hun! *Duck and Cait do happy dance and then realize that they're making fools of themselves and just go even more crazy!* I hope you liked the shower scene between Skit and Target in this chapter! *Go Skit, go Skit, go, go, go Skit!* LOL Wasn't that sentence in the last chapter great! I was suprised myself that she put that in there! I also liked that we noticed that Tig and Mush were in the same bunk together, too(I especially noticed it!) But, yeah, I was mad in this chapter that Target made him put his shirt on(I shoulda changed it!) Talk to ya later!
mushs_grl13: I love Mush and Tig(I wonder why?!LOL)and think that they're sweet, too! But, thank you very much for reviewing!
my dog ate my penname: I know she isn't a ho(but, hey, good rhyming! Hehe), I was just joking! I hope you as well enjoyed the shower scene, as much as you like a shirtless Skit and all!
Felicity Wood: Thank you for your regards about my Gram! And thank you, also, for reviewing!
Summary: Marie 'Target' McCoy is a loveable tomboy who lives and sells with the Manhatten Newsies. She starts to date Spot Conlon, but what happens when her heart starts to belong to another newsie that she's known for years? NOT A MARY SUE!!! Skit/Target, Mush/Tig, Jack/OC
Rating: PG-13
June 13, 1900
"GET UP! IT'S TADAY, SHE'S COMIN' BACK TADAY! GET UP!" Jack commanded early the next morning. He ran around the room, shaking everyone's bunk. "TADAY'S DA DAY! SHE'S COMIN'!" he continued shouting. Target lay in an empty top bunk, her arm slid over to where Skittery had been sleeping, but all there was an empty pillow. She opened her eyes to see she was alone on his bunk. She caught a glimpse of Lily still sleeping. "COME ON FELLAS, GET OUTTA BED! TARGET, LILY, WAKE UP! SHE'S COMIN'!" Jack screamed again. Target turned on her back as Jack walked by.
"Who's 'she'?" Target asked, but all he said was, "Rory!"
Rory Bale was Jack's childhood sweetheart. They had been in love since they were five. She was eighteen years old, had dark brown hair that was almost black, chocolate brown eyes, and was about five foot four. Tig, Rory and Target were the best of friends; they were the three amigos, but for the past three years Rory had been living with her aunt in California, so it was down to the two amigos.
Jack continued running through the room and shouting at everyone. Target turned over on her stomach and put the pillow over her head to drown out the sound. She looked up and saw a rose had been placed at the head of the bunk. She smiled, knowing it was from Skittery.
"Up-n-atom!" called Race as he kicked the bunk above him. He got up to see that it wasn't Skittery, but Marie.
"Ohh!" Race said.
"Cheese it, Race! Nothin' happened," explained Target, climbing down from the soft bunk.
"Sure," agreed Racetrack sarcastically, combing his dark hair.
Target buttoned up the rest of her shirt and walked over to Lily and Mush, who were sleeping in the bunk next to her's. Target sat on the corner of the bed and ruffled their hair. The two slowly awoke.
"Sleep good?" Target asked as Lily sat up with Mush at her side.
"So Target, heard you spent the night with Jones," said Tig, running her fingers through her hair. Target was confused.
"You'se couldn't have hoid, you'se just woke up!" Target protested.
"I see things."
"Well, I'se see you'se spent da night wit Meyers heah," Target said, pointing to Mush. "Did ya heah? Rory's comin' taday," Target explained, standing up.
"That's great! The three amigos reunited."
"I'se have an idea," began Target. "Why don't you'se reunite Mush wit a shirt!" she said, throwing one at him.
"Ah Target, you'se know you'se likes it," he joked, putting the shirt over his head. Target laughed and walked across the room to the showers. She opened the door and saw a nude Skittery standing there.
"AHH!" yelled Target and jumped backward. Skit's head snapped to the door.
"AHH!" he shouted, stumbling into the corner of the showers. Target grabbed the door handle and shut it quickly. It slammed with a BANG. The room looked at Target as she covered her eyes.
"Oh my God," she whispered over and over again to herself. The room stood silent as she uncovered her eyes and looked around the room. Target forced out a giggle. "Ah... I'se found Skit!" she explained, pointing to the bathroom door. The door opened and Skittery stepped out, dripping wet with only a towel wrapped around his waist.
"It neva happened," Jones said quickly. Target hid her face with her hands.
"Right," she agreed, smiling. They both giggled and walked their separate ways. "Wow," Target said to herself, bringing back the memory of Skit in the shower. She sat down on the bed beside Lily with a stunned look on her face. Tig turned and looked at the motionless Target.
"What's wrong?" Tig asked, buttoning the top button of her blouse.
"Wow."
"Wow, what?"
"Oh boy!" Target said with a blank face.
"Um..," Tig said, waving her hand in front of Target face. "What?"
"Skit is well..," Target began, turning to Tig. "Big! To...put it simply."
"OH, GROSS!" exclaimed Lily, pushing Target off the bed.
"Hey, you'se wanted ta know," replied Target, lifting herself up off the floor. Jack could still be heard shouting at everyone to get up.
Skittery placed his cloths back on and stepped out of the doorway.
"Guess we'se should get goin'," said Mush.
"Carryin' da banner!" shouted Target and Lily. The boys cheered in reply. That always got them riled up. Before they went downstairs, Skit approached Target without staying a word.
"Sorry 'bout..," Target began, not knowing how to explain, "...yeah," she apologized.
"It's okay. Maybe I'll return the favor one day," he said, wiggling his eyebrows up and down.
"You'se neva know!" she replied, and rushed up with Tig. "Come on fellas, let's get outta heah!" she shouted. The boys cheered once again. The heard rushed downstairs, Target and Lily leading as usual. The two girls bust through the doors and continued running. Suddenly, they crashed into someone.
"Hey watch it!" scolded Target. They turned to see Rory standing there, a little shaken.
"OH MY GOD!!" the three screamed. Target and Lily were only standing a few inches apart. The boys stopped as well. Jack and Rory caught sight of each other. Instead of hugging Tig and Target, Jack and she ran towards eachother. They hugged eachother, then kissed one another in the middle of the street for about two minutes.
Tig and Marie looked at eachother, then gave eachother a half a hug, since they hadn't received one from Rory.
"Oh my God, I've missed you'se so much," Rory whispered as she held onto Jack. She placed her head on Jack's chest and listened to his heartbeat.
"I've missed you'se, too, Shortcake, more den anything in da world," he explained, holding her tight. "You're more gorgeous den I'se rememba! I'm neva gonna let you'se leave my side. When you'se left, dare was a whole in me heart."
"I'se won't leave ever again, I'se swear it," she told him. Lily and Marie walked past the couple and into the arms of their men.
"I always thought it was friends first," Tig said, turning to Mush.
"Guys, I'se didn't forget you'se," Rory said, letting go of Jack. "I'se could neva forget you'se two!" Shortcake explained, walking over to her friends. "You'se two are my best friends in da whole world, nuttin' could break us apart," Tig and Marie still looked disappointed. "Forgive me?" she asked the two. They grinned and ran to her and they hugged eachother tight and remembered nothing could tear them apart. "Friends forever!" she shouted. "You'se goils can fill me in on everything dat's been goin' on."
The rest of the boys came bursting through the front doors of the Lodging House. They stopped dead in their tracks on the dusty street.
"SHORTCAKE!" they all shouted and ran towards her all at once.
"Hey boys!" she shouted back. Target, Lily, and Jack watched as the happiness unfolded.
"Hey Target?" asked Lily.
"Yeah?"
"I'm skipping work today."
Target looked surprised, Tig never skipped work.
"Oh yeah? How so?"
"I wanna be like you."
"Pardon?" Marie asked quickly.
"Teach me to be a Newsie.
"Um... okay, but I'se gotta worn you'se, da pay ain't great," she began.
"I understand."
"Foist' rule, don't be so proper. Be messy wit life!"
"How shall I do that?"
"Second rule, never say 'shall', un-broaden your vocab," Tig looked strangely at Marie.
"Un-broaden ain't a woid."
"Exactly!" exclaimed Target. "Dat's what I'se mean! You'se don't always gots ta use right woids. Make 'em up if you have ta," Target explained, lighting a cigarette. Shortcake spun around and gasped. She ran to Target and took the stick out of her mouth.
"God I haven't had one of des in ages," Rory explained, taking a few puffs. Target tried to reach back for it, but Shortcake had turned around to face Jack. Target attempted to lunge at Shortcake, fists in the air. Luckily, Tig was there to hold her back. Target struggled to get free and retrieve her cigarette.
"She took me ciggie!" Target pouted to Lily.
"It's okay," Target struggled one more time. "Forget about it."
"But!"
"No!"
"But!" Target said once more, raising her eyebrows.
"No!" shouted Tig jokingly. Target hung her head on Tig's shoulder. Once Lily loosened her grip, Target made another attempt to pulverize Shortcake for taking her cigarette. Fortunately, Tig caught her in time. Shortcake turned around and handed the halfway smoked cigarette back to Marie, who generously took it.
"Fell better?" asked Tig sarcastically, looking at Target protectively smoking her stick.
"Uh-huh!" exclaimed Target, shoving her fists into her pockets. "Now I'se remember why we'se fought so much," started Target, "always takin' me damn cigarettes." She took the stick out of her mouth.
"A'ight boys, quit playin' around! Let's get ta woik," shouted Tig. She looked at Target and began walking. "Am I'se gettin' betta, or what?" she asked, and ran to catch up with the group. Target turned to watch Tig skip down the sidewalk.
"Or what?" she jokingly said to herself, and did the same. "'kay," she said to Tig, "Jack taught me dat da name of da game is 'volume'," she began, "but dat ain't how I'se woik. The woid is 'strategy.' Most of us newsgirls, meaning me, flirt," Tig nodded her head in understanding.
"Okay." Tig said.
"Now you'se is gonna meet dis guy, Mr. Edwards, real softy, you'se should have no problem wit him. Just ask for 'bout...hundred papes to start out," she took the cigarette out of her mouth. "Den make up some stupid excuse for not havin' any bits. Say what I'se says, 'Mr. Edwards, you're lookin' mighty handsome dis mornin', or somethin' like dat. Got it?" Target asked as they drew nearer to the circulation desk for their daily papes.
"I'm pretty sure!" replied Tig a little nervous. The girls stood in line for a few minutes until Tig was ready to do her stuff.
"Go get 'em!" Target whispered, pushing Lily forward toward the desk. Tig stumbled forward as Crutchy stepped away. She then took a deep breath and walked frontward. That day was cooler than the morning before. The temperature had dropped because of the rain. The rest of the Newsies stood waiting at the bottom of the platform. Skit wrapped his arms around Target's waist as she rested.
"Excuse me," Tig said to Mr. Edwards. He turned around. "Wow, you're a real good lookin' fella! What's your name handsome?" Tig asked, leaning on the desk. Edwards blushed greatly.
"Mr. Edwards. I haven't seen you before," he said shyly. Tig smoothed back her hair.
"Dis is me foist day on da job," Tig began, remembering not to be so proper. "But... I'se got no money to buy me papes, and if I'se don't sell me papes, me little brother..," Lily conjured up some tears, "brother will...will..," she hysterically began to cry. Target and the other boys struggled to quiet their laughter.
"Oh sweetie, it's okay! How many do you want?" Mr. Edwards asked with sympathy. Target walked over and put her hands on Tig's shoulders.
"She wants a hundred, Mr. E."
"Oh that's nice. Here you are."
"Sucker," hissed Target, looking away. Marie turned back to Edwards, worked her magic and also got one hundred papes without pay. She went and stood next to Tig and explained how you were aloud to liven up the headlines. "Foist," she began, "you'se gotta use big woids. Dat should be no problem for you'se. Second, don't mingle wit da customers. Bing, bang, boom, you're done, move on to da next one."
"But, see, that's how I met Mush," Tig explained, opening her paper and looking behind Target to Mush.
"Well, ya see, dat's different."
"How?" asked Tig interrupting.
"It...I'se... you'se can... it just is, a'ight?" screamed Target. Shortcake strolled up behind them.
"I'se hope I'se rememba how ta do dis," she said, waiting for Jack. Mush and Skittery stepped up beside her. Lily saw a lit cigarette in Skittery's mouth. She folded her papers over her shoulder and took it out. The group thought she would crush it under her foot, but instead she placed it in her mouth and inhaled.
"Ya know, dat ain't very lady like!" exclaimed Target.
"Lady like, me ass!" Tig said, conjuring up Target's old phrase. Target, being the only one who knew what Tig was talking about, laughed without company.
The Newsies began to scatter out and across Manhattan. Lily and Marie stood on the corner of Willow Lane and Potter Street.
"Hey, since I'se is givin' you'se Newsie lessons, why don't we put our bits together and split it, fifty, fifty. What do you'se say?" Target asked as Tig received a penny from a passer buyer.
"Sounds fair, sounds fair. So we'd be like selling partners, right?"
"Right!" Target said enthusiastically. "Oh, one more rule, no drinkin' on da job. I'se found dat out da hard way," Target explained as a young lady came up to buy a paper. "Thanks!" Target said, handing her a paper. Tig tried to do the same to an elderly man, but no luck.
"No! God you're doin' it wrong!" scolded Target.
***** Ah, yet another exciting day in the life of a Newsie! Oh God, I sound like one of those old men that narrarate(sp?) some of those dumb shows on PBS(not everything on PBS is dumb, I'm just saying)! But anyway, just so there isn't any confusion once again, I'll explain the whole 'Tig speach' thing. Okay, when she's being a Newsie, she talks like a Newsie. But, when she's not being one, she ends up sounding like her normal self, unlike Target who talks like a Newsie all of the time. So, that is why she keeps going in and out of the Newsie talk. Yeah, just thought I would clear that up, because I myself got confused as well when I was going through this chapter, so...yeah. Anywho, hope everyone liked this chapter(I certainly did!LOL) Oh, and about Rory, if you don't like her now, give her a chance because I myself wanted to hurt Kris when she brought in this character, but in time learned to love her. So, yeah, I have no idea what to say or do next(you're probably like,"Update the next chapter, you dolt!" And that's EXACTLY what I plan on doing! Don't you just love me?! j/k) Well, adios amigos!
JustDuck: I'm dancing right along with ya, hun! *Duck and Cait do happy dance and then realize that they're making fools of themselves and just go even more crazy!* I hope you liked the shower scene between Skit and Target in this chapter! *Go Skit, go Skit, go, go, go Skit!* LOL Wasn't that sentence in the last chapter great! I was suprised myself that she put that in there! I also liked that we noticed that Tig and Mush were in the same bunk together, too(I especially noticed it!) But, yeah, I was mad in this chapter that Target made him put his shirt on(I shoulda changed it!) Talk to ya later!
mushs_grl13: I love Mush and Tig(I wonder why?!LOL)and think that they're sweet, too! But, thank you very much for reviewing!
my dog ate my penname: I know she isn't a ho(but, hey, good rhyming! Hehe), I was just joking! I hope you as well enjoyed the shower scene, as much as you like a shirtless Skit and all!
Felicity Wood: Thank you for your regards about my Gram! And thank you, also, for reviewing!