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
July 1, 1900. 6:00 p.m.
"You'se are doin' good for just learnin', Tig," complimented Target.
"I learned from the best," Tig replied as the two sat in Tibby's with the rest of the Newsies.
"If you'se is tryin' ta butter me up ta get me half of da pay..."
"I'm not, no worries."
"So... is dis bein' a Newsie a permanent thing for you?" asked Target
"Who knows, maybe," Tig replied, looking out the window. There was a bleak silent between the two before Tig muttered, "I want say thanks pal, you're like a sister to me. Thanks for everything."
"Hey, what am I'se heah for den ta be pals wit you'se, love Skittery Jones, and sell papes for a livin'."
"Best buds forever?
"Forever! I'se bet we even die on da same day."
"Promise?"
"Promise." They giggled. "So your boithday's not far off. What are you'se plannin' on gettin'?" asked Target curiously.
"Nothing really."
"Nuttin'? It's your nineteenth boithday, how can you'se just want nuttin'?" asked Marie.
"I just haven't thought about it, really," replied Lily, still mesmerized by something outside. Target had a look of disappointment and frustration on her face. She pressed her cigarette angrily in the ashtray and got up. She walked to the booth in the back of the room to where Mush, Skittery, Jack, and Shortcake were sitting. The floor of Tibby's creaked as Newsies walked back and forth. The smell of food and smoke filled the air.
"Hey Angelface," began Skittery, "have a seat," he continued, and patted his thigh. She sat on his lap as the rest of them continued holding their conversations.
"Hey Mush, ya know Tig's boithday is comin' up, right?" Target questioned.
"Of course," he replied, eating a sausage.
"Did ya get her anythin' yet?" Marie questioned, placing an arm around Skittery's neck. Mush finished chewing.
"Well ya see... I'se was plannin' on proposing to her on her boithday, but I'se couldn't wait," he explained.
"Cause ya know what, I'se was thinkin'," Marie motioned for everyone to come in closer, than whispered a plan. Mush smiled when she was finished.
"I'se like it," he replied.
July 1, 1900. 10:00 p.m.
Tig lay with Mush in his bunk, Target was once again with a shirtless Skittery, and Rory with Jack on his bunk. Jack wanted to spend every waking moment he had with Rory so he wouldn't lose her again.
"You're a sight for sore eyes," Jack said, looking affectionately at the sleepy Rory beside him.
"I've missed you'se, too. You'se couldn't even begin ta think how much," replied Shortcake. "I've missed lookin' into those deep eyes of yours," she managed to say as she began to close her eyes and doze off. She drifted into a peaceful sleep, arms wrapped around Jack as if she would never let go.
Three days passed and it was the morning of the Fourth of July. Mush, Jack, and Shortcake had Tig out and about, so as the rest of the Newsies could prepare her birthday gift. Four hours later, the four walked into the Lodging House for a break. Target was upstairs preparing for Tig.
Jack, Mush, and Shortcake had Tig by the arms and dragged her into the lobby of the house. "I don't see why we had to come back early, it's a good selling day!" protested Tig.
Upstairs, the Newsies assisted Target in her sleeping quarters. They began to hear footsteps on the stairwell.
"Okay, okay, it's poifect, leave it!" Target whispered loudly as the boys flooded out of the room. She loudly closed the door behind her as the four reached the top of the staircase.
"What's going on?" Tig asked curiously.
"Nuttin, nuttin'," said everyone. Target walked over to Lily and Mush. Standing in-between the two, she took them by their arms and led them towards the bedroom door.
"Since you'se and Meyers are engaged, I'se thought you'se should have a room of your own," she place her hand on the doorknob and slowly turned it, opening the wooden door to her room. But it wasn't the same. There was only one bed in the center of the east wall. It was larger and had two pillows. The windows had curtains on it and were washed, and the floor swept. Above the bed was a sign that read, "Lily & Shawn". There were two dressers on either side with working lamps. A rectangular box sat atop the white bedspread. Tig gasped, placing her hands over her mouth. Mush, also in shock, scanned the furnished room.
"Holy shi...oh shi..," began Mush as he stepped into the room. Tig's eyes began to water as she looked at Target and she followed Mush into the room. Target leaned against the doorway and watched the surprised couple.
"Happy Boithday Matthews...or should I'se say Meyers!" exclaimed Target smoothly.
"Your room..," stuttered Lily.
"Your room now," interrupted Target.
"I can't accept this," Lily explained.
"Of course you'se can, just plop down anywhere. The boys pitched in and helped out a little ta get you'se dis," Target said, waving her hands around the room. Tig's hazel eyes filled with tears of joy. She walked to Target with outstretched arms, which she wrapped around Marie's neck. "No needs ta thank me," explained Marie. "Dare's a box over dare. Go open it!" ordered her and the boys. Tig twisted her head around to a light brown box tied shut with shoelaces.
"We'se need da shoe laces back, though," explained Race, pointing to his lace less shoes. Tig giggled as Mush sat next to her on the soft bed. The boys at the door were pushing and shoving to see Tig's reaction, all except for Jack and Rory. They were sitting on an abandoned bunk, doing nothing else but kissing.
Tig opened the box to see an undershirt, vest, socks and a Newsie hat.
"Now you're a real Newsie, Matthews," explained Marie as Mush place the hat on Lily's head. "Thought you'se could use one a dese, seein' how you'se always takin' Mush's."
"Thank you, thank you all of you," cried Tig happily. "But Target," she began, "where are you gonna sleep?" she asked. Skittery walked up beside Target.
"With Jones, of course," laughed Target. "Well, enjoy," she finished. They left the room.
Tig glanced at Mush and she fell into his dreamy brown eyes.
"I'se didn't give you'se my boithday present yet," he said, smiling.
"Oh yeah?" she replied. "What is it?"
"You'll have ta wait till later," he said, and sweetly kissed her.
**** I wander what's gonna happen?! Any guesses??? Ha, well I guess ya'll are gonna hafta wait until the next chapter! Hehe I'm so evil sometimes! Make sure you review and hopefully I will talk to all of you sometime over the weekend, or hopefully sooner!
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
July 1, 1900. 6:00 p.m.
"You'se are doin' good for just learnin', Tig," complimented Target.
"I learned from the best," Tig replied as the two sat in Tibby's with the rest of the Newsies.
"If you'se is tryin' ta butter me up ta get me half of da pay..."
"I'm not, no worries."
"So... is dis bein' a Newsie a permanent thing for you?" asked Target
"Who knows, maybe," Tig replied, looking out the window. There was a bleak silent between the two before Tig muttered, "I want say thanks pal, you're like a sister to me. Thanks for everything."
"Hey, what am I'se heah for den ta be pals wit you'se, love Skittery Jones, and sell papes for a livin'."
"Best buds forever?
"Forever! I'se bet we even die on da same day."
"Promise?"
"Promise." They giggled. "So your boithday's not far off. What are you'se plannin' on gettin'?" asked Target curiously.
"Nothing really."
"Nuttin'? It's your nineteenth boithday, how can you'se just want nuttin'?" asked Marie.
"I just haven't thought about it, really," replied Lily, still mesmerized by something outside. Target had a look of disappointment and frustration on her face. She pressed her cigarette angrily in the ashtray and got up. She walked to the booth in the back of the room to where Mush, Skittery, Jack, and Shortcake were sitting. The floor of Tibby's creaked as Newsies walked back and forth. The smell of food and smoke filled the air.
"Hey Angelface," began Skittery, "have a seat," he continued, and patted his thigh. She sat on his lap as the rest of them continued holding their conversations.
"Hey Mush, ya know Tig's boithday is comin' up, right?" Target questioned.
"Of course," he replied, eating a sausage.
"Did ya get her anythin' yet?" Marie questioned, placing an arm around Skittery's neck. Mush finished chewing.
"Well ya see... I'se was plannin' on proposing to her on her boithday, but I'se couldn't wait," he explained.
"Cause ya know what, I'se was thinkin'," Marie motioned for everyone to come in closer, than whispered a plan. Mush smiled when she was finished.
"I'se like it," he replied.
July 1, 1900. 10:00 p.m.
Tig lay with Mush in his bunk, Target was once again with a shirtless Skittery, and Rory with Jack on his bunk. Jack wanted to spend every waking moment he had with Rory so he wouldn't lose her again.
"You're a sight for sore eyes," Jack said, looking affectionately at the sleepy Rory beside him.
"I've missed you'se, too. You'se couldn't even begin ta think how much," replied Shortcake. "I've missed lookin' into those deep eyes of yours," she managed to say as she began to close her eyes and doze off. She drifted into a peaceful sleep, arms wrapped around Jack as if she would never let go.
Three days passed and it was the morning of the Fourth of July. Mush, Jack, and Shortcake had Tig out and about, so as the rest of the Newsies could prepare her birthday gift. Four hours later, the four walked into the Lodging House for a break. Target was upstairs preparing for Tig.
Jack, Mush, and Shortcake had Tig by the arms and dragged her into the lobby of the house. "I don't see why we had to come back early, it's a good selling day!" protested Tig.
Upstairs, the Newsies assisted Target in her sleeping quarters. They began to hear footsteps on the stairwell.
"Okay, okay, it's poifect, leave it!" Target whispered loudly as the boys flooded out of the room. She loudly closed the door behind her as the four reached the top of the staircase.
"What's going on?" Tig asked curiously.
"Nuttin, nuttin'," said everyone. Target walked over to Lily and Mush. Standing in-between the two, she took them by their arms and led them towards the bedroom door.
"Since you'se and Meyers are engaged, I'se thought you'se should have a room of your own," she place her hand on the doorknob and slowly turned it, opening the wooden door to her room. But it wasn't the same. There was only one bed in the center of the east wall. It was larger and had two pillows. The windows had curtains on it and were washed, and the floor swept. Above the bed was a sign that read, "Lily & Shawn". There were two dressers on either side with working lamps. A rectangular box sat atop the white bedspread. Tig gasped, placing her hands over her mouth. Mush, also in shock, scanned the furnished room.
"Holy shi...oh shi..," began Mush as he stepped into the room. Tig's eyes began to water as she looked at Target and she followed Mush into the room. Target leaned against the doorway and watched the surprised couple.
"Happy Boithday Matthews...or should I'se say Meyers!" exclaimed Target smoothly.
"Your room..," stuttered Lily.
"Your room now," interrupted Target.
"I can't accept this," Lily explained.
"Of course you'se can, just plop down anywhere. The boys pitched in and helped out a little ta get you'se dis," Target said, waving her hands around the room. Tig's hazel eyes filled with tears of joy. She walked to Target with outstretched arms, which she wrapped around Marie's neck. "No needs ta thank me," explained Marie. "Dare's a box over dare. Go open it!" ordered her and the boys. Tig twisted her head around to a light brown box tied shut with shoelaces.
"We'se need da shoe laces back, though," explained Race, pointing to his lace less shoes. Tig giggled as Mush sat next to her on the soft bed. The boys at the door were pushing and shoving to see Tig's reaction, all except for Jack and Rory. They were sitting on an abandoned bunk, doing nothing else but kissing.
Tig opened the box to see an undershirt, vest, socks and a Newsie hat.
"Now you're a real Newsie, Matthews," explained Marie as Mush place the hat on Lily's head. "Thought you'se could use one a dese, seein' how you'se always takin' Mush's."
"Thank you, thank you all of you," cried Tig happily. "But Target," she began, "where are you gonna sleep?" she asked. Skittery walked up beside Target.
"With Jones, of course," laughed Target. "Well, enjoy," she finished. They left the room.
Tig glanced at Mush and she fell into his dreamy brown eyes.
"I'se didn't give you'se my boithday present yet," he said, smiling.
"Oh yeah?" she replied. "What is it?"
"You'll have ta wait till later," he said, and sweetly kissed her.
**** I wander what's gonna happen?! Any guesses??? Ha, well I guess ya'll are gonna hafta wait until the next chapter! Hehe I'm so evil sometimes! Make sure you review and hopefully I will talk to all of you sometime over the weekend, or hopefully sooner!