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Summary: Marie 'Target' McCoy is a loveable tomboy who lives and sells with the Manhatten Newsies. She starts to date SpotConlon, 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
The lovely twilight slowly fell upon the park. Shortcake sat with Jack, a sleepy Bella in her arms. Mush, Skit, Target, Race and Denton rested on a picnic bench. Uncle Mush held little Munchkin. She stirred in her sleep, without awakening.
"Guess we'se should be headin' home," Mush suggested. Everyone agreed and gathered their things.
Later That Night
The large May moon shown brightly in the dark sky. Skittery and Target trailed the rear of the pack of Newsies. Skittery held tiny Munchkin in one of his broad arms, the other arm held Target around her waist. The two walked slowly down the cracked sidewalk, the air warm and lively.
"So Marie, when are you'se gonna marry me?" Skit asked. Target placed her head on his shoulder. She was still pondering on why Skittery wouldn't reveal his real name.
"Huh?" she asked, for she hadn't been paying attention. She looked up into his sparkling green eyes.
"You'se know, 'Do you'se take dis man ta be yer husband?'," he quoted, raising his eyebrows.
"Well, I'se was thinkin'," she began, "you'se know how me real name is Marie Annabelle McCoy?" She rubbed his back. "I'se don't know yer real name." He looked at her contently. "I'se mean, I'se known you'se most of me life as Skittery Jones." She placed her head back on his shoulder. "When da fadda says, 'Do you'se take dis man...,' he has ta say yer real name," she stated.
He laughed a little. "Has you'se been thinkin' 'bout dat da whole time?" he asked. She nodded slightly. "Me name's..."
"SHUT UP, DAVIE!" everyone yelled. He must have been talking too much.
"Me name's Dimitrie Michael Jones."
Target smiled at those words. "Dimitrie, aye?" She wiggled her eyebrows. "I'se like it; anyone would be crazy not ta," she said and kissed his soft lips. Target looked at the sleeping Evelyn and kissed the back of her head. She held out her arms to hold her daughter. "Let's go home," she paused, "Dimitrie." Target giggled and kissed him once more.
At The Lodging House
Jack and Rory had 'gone to sleep'. Mush and Lily had put Bella in her cradle and had fallen asleep in no time, while Marie and Dimitrie lay awake; Evelyn in her cradle beside them. He put a strong arm around her waist.
"You'se can't sleep either?" she asked, her eyes still closed.
"I'se miss you'se," Dimitrie explained.
"What do you'se mean? You'se was wit me all day," she whispered, turning over to face him.
"I'se mean, I'SE MISS YOU'SE! I'm sad," he said, exaggerating. Skit raised his eyebrows and winked at her. She lifted her head in acknowledgment.
"Oh..." She got out of bed and moved Evy's cradle to the corner of the room. Then she tiptoed back across the creaky floor and into bed. "Don't be sad," she said as she pushed her fingers thought his hair.
"Dimitrie," Target whispered, wrapping her arms around him. He leaned into kiss her. "Before you'se get yer jollies, I'se wanna let you'se know dat me and da goils is goin' out tomorrow, so it's you'se and Mush takin' care of da kids. Jack said he would help out, too," she explained, rubbing his bear chest.
"No worries, Angel-Face," he replied. There was complete silence between the two as they stared into each other's eyes. Skittery quickly planted a hard kiss on Marie's lips.
4:00 am.
"Papa, Papa!" shouted Evy, jumping up and down in her crib. "Up, up, up!" she continued. Skittery and Target lay sleeping when Munchkin gave the alarm. Mush and Tig were wide awake with Bella. Mush looked at the stairs from the kitchen.
"I'se got her," he said, getting up from the table. Walking upstairs and across the room. "Hey kid."
"Mushy!" she squeaked loudly, extending her arms out for him to pick her up. "Mushy, Mushy!" she continued. He placed his finger to her lips.
"Shh, Mom and Pop is still sleepin'. You'se gotta be quiet!" He told her. Evy gave her uncle a good morning kiss on the nose and a hug around his neck. She laid her head on his shoulder.
"Sleep, sleep," Evy said, repeating her uncle's words. He slowly stroked her dark brown hair. "Love you'se, Mushy," she whispered. He rubbed her back.
"I'se loves you'se, too, Munchkin." That being the first close moment Mush had had with Munchkin, it gave him a new feeling. Those few words coming from a child who always tried to run away from him meant a lot. He smiled a little. "Let's go help Aunt Lils make breakfast, how 'bout?" he asked. Munchkin lifted her head and raised her arms in the air.
"Munchie, munchies!" she said loudly. The two laughed as quietly as they could.
"Okay, okay, shh...let's go," he chuckled slightly. Evelyn was still repeating 'Munchie, munchie' all the way downstairs. Mush agreed with her and also whispering it with her. Little Bella was sitting on the kitchen floor playing with a homemade doll named Caitie.
"Lil, Lil!" shouted Munchkin, reaching for her aunt.
"Oh now sweetie, Aunt Lil's cooking right now. Go ahead and play with Bella." Annabelle held out her doll to Evy.
"Caitie!" she explained lively. It was still dark outside as Tig put out the Newsies' breakfast. They began to hear them walking across the floor above them.
"Morning, Angel-Face," Skit whispered and woke her with a kiss on the shoulder. She slowly and drowsily turned to him, smiling sleepily at him, and kissed him back.
"Hey, Kid." Her eyes went wide.
"What?" he pressed his eyebrows together in confusion.
"KID!" she said loudly. "Evy!" she shouted, jumping out of bed. "My God, my God," Target mumbled to herself as she slid across the wooden floor in her socks. She slid into the side of the cradle and almost flipped over it's bars. "Where's my baby?" she screamed. Mush climbed the steps with Evy in his arms.
"Right heah! Don't get yer undies in a bundle," he said jokingly. The busy Newsies gave a silent chuckle. Target spun around with a hysterical look on her face. She relaxed her brow and quickly slid back across the floor to Mush and Evy.
"Oh thank God!" she exclaimed, taking Evy from Mush's arms. Target looked back to Mush and gave him a swift, solid punch in his arm. "Don't eva scare me like dat again.!" she ordered. Mush rubbed his red bicep.
"Oww, what was dat for?" Mush complained. Target sighed heavily, looking at Evelyn in her arms.
"Sorry Meyers. I just...well..." she looked to Mush. "You'se knows what it's like worrin' 'bout yer kid." She looked around the room.
"Target?" asked Mush.
"Yeah?" she turned to him. He pointed down and uttered. "You'se ain't wearin' any pants."
She looked down. It was true; all she was wearing was Skittery's large, button down shirt that came to her knees. She quickly handed Munchkin back to Mush.
"Thanks, Meyers," she said, running back across the room for her pants and suspenders. Snipeshooter whistled the 'cat-call' toward Target. Unfortunately for him, she heard. Walking up to him, she took the cigar out of his mouth and punched him in the jaw.
"SHIT!" he shouted in pain.
"You'se dummy! Quit cussin' 'round da kids."
No sooner had Target said this, Evy began to repeat. "Shit, shit, shit!" waving her arms around in the air. Mush's eyes went wide. "Shit, shit!" she continued as Lily and Bella came upstairs. "SHIT!" Evy shouted.
"No, no, no! Don't say dat," Mush scolded.
"Shit?" she questioned her uncle. Lily covered Bella's tiny ears, but it was too late.
"Shit!" Annabelle shouted. All the Newsies were laughing under their breath.
"Great work, Snipe," Target said, adjusting a suspender over one shoulder and didn't bother with the other one. Across the room, Mush was still lecturing Munchkin.
"Hey Mush, it's okay, she's gonna have ta learn somewhere," Target explained, placing her hat on her head.. Skittery walked up behind Target and lifted her into his strong arms. She watched the room spin around and around. "You'se sure you'se fellas'll be okay wit da kids?" she asked, seeing Mush tilt sideways in her vision, almost falling over with dizziness. Lily walked over to Mush, Bella in her arms.
"We'll be fine," he said, talking Annabelle.
"You'se goils just do what you'se needs ta do, okay?" Skit asked.
By that time, all the Newsies were ready for work. The group went downstairs for their usual early morning breakfast. Rory was fixing eggs and toast while Tig was away. Twenty-four plates were set around the old wooden table. Jack kissed Rory good morning.
"Hey! Dare are lil' children heah!" Race shouted, breaking the passionate kiss. A few moments later, everyone was headed for the door. Dirty dishes and utensils were scattered about the table. Mush, Skit, and Jack were standing in the doorway of the kitchen. Bella and Munchkin continued making a mess in the room behind them. Lily, Rory, and Target were standing in the lobby of the Lodging House. Target placed her hat back on her head and stole a cigar from Race as he ran past and out the door. Giggles and laughter came from within the kitchen.
Hope everyone enjoyed this chapter! Only, I'm wondering what will happen when the babies and the men are left only without the women's guidence?! Haha! Guess everyone will have to keep up for the next chapter and, remember, R/R!!!!!
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