Hello! Tis I, Puck! Gosh, it seems like it was only yesterday since I
posted up my last fic... no, no I was about 30 minutes ago! *grins
sheepishly*
Any way, I'm sure you ALL know the story of 'Finding Nemo' and 'Newsies'... I TOLD you I was the queen of crossovers! I hope you like this one though!
Again, no. I don't own newsies, finding nemo, or any of these characters!
Enjoy
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It was a warm, breezy summer's day. You couldn't ask for a more perfect day. Children ran through the streets of Manhattan, playing their games, laughing and shouting, and chasing each other around. Men were working on their houses, fixing up the roof, and painting the houses. Women sat on their front porches, sewing and mending up new clothing for their families, but at the same moment gossiping and chattering the day away.
One man stood, observing it all. He stood on his new front porch to the lovely little house he had just bought. That man would let nothing stand in his way of having a perfect life. That man was Jack Kelly. His sandy, brown hair blew in the slight breeze. His brown eyes darted around his surroundings.
He was just soaking in the warmth and the good feeling. He just loved it. Behind him, leaning on the doorway of the new home, was Jack's best friend, and his bride, Kane Kelly.
Her hair rested upon her shoulders and glistened in the sunlight. Her blue eyes rested on her handsome husband, just watching to see what he'd do next.
He turned to his wife and revealed a big grin.
"So Kane, what do you think? Is it great, or is it great?"
"Mhhm," she said with a nod.
"I mean..." he turned back, looking at the landscape that lay before him. "Wow!"
"Mhhm."
"Wow!"
"Mhhm."
"WOW!"
"Jack! Yes, I do see it. It's nice."
"Nice?" questioned Jack.
Kane rolled her eyes at her husband.
"Fine. It's beautiful!"
"Of course it is! I mean... when you said you wanted a great house with a great view and a great neighborhood, you didn't think you'd get this, now did ya?" Jack questioned his wife. "Lots of newsies had their eye on this place!"
"I know Jack. Everything single one of them!"
"You'd better believe it! Every single one of them!"
"Honey," Kane said, walking up to Jack and placing her hand in his. "You did a good job, and the neighborhood is great."
Jack smiled, and looked at Kane, hoping for the same smile back. But she didn't smile back; she was just staring at everything around her... in fact she wasn't even smiling.
"So you do like it?" he asked her, just to make sure.
"No, no, no! I like it... it's just..." she began as she walked inside of their new home. "Jack, I know the neighborhood is desirable, and being so close to the distribution center would be easy for you to go to work, but do we really need all of this?"
"Kane! These are our kids you're talking about!" Jack said in a loud voice.
"Shh!" Kane said, going to Jack and placing her hand over his mouth. "You'll wake them up!"
They slowly moved into the next room and observed their three newborn babies lying fast asleep in their homemade cribs.
"Aw, they're dreaming. They just look so precious... what should we name them?" Kane asked, looking lovingly up at her husband.
"You wanna name them all right now?" Jack asked her.
She nodded.
"Well ok... those two will be Jack Jr.," he said, pointing to the two, sleeping, boy babies. "And that one will be Kane Jr."
"You know... I've always liked the nickname Tree," Kane said, staring back at the babies.
"Tree..." Jack said, giving it some thought. "Well... Ok, one can have the nickname Tree, but I still want those two to be named Jack Jr.!"
"Oh God," Kane said with a deep breath, "I can't believe we're actually parents!"
"Yeah," said Jack with a big smile. He placed his arm around his wife and leaned his head against hers. Then a terrible thought came to his mind. "What if they don't like me?" he asked.
Kane just sighed and rolled her eyes.
"No really!" Jack said as Kane removed his arm from her shoulder and walked into the next room.
"Jack! There are three different kids! Odds are one of them is going to like you!"
Kane began to fold some laundry that she had started earlier, beginning to ignore Jack. Jack watched her from the doorway, and realized he had never loved anyone more than he loved her right now. He couldn't imagine life without her.
Jack walked up behind his wife and placed his hands on her shoulders. He leaned over and kissed her cheek gently.
"Remember how we meet?" he asked in her ear.
"I prefer to not and say I did," Kane said, moving away from Jack, a smile creeping onto her face.
"Well I remember!" Jack told her, walking after Kane. Soon it became a game, Kane trying to get away from Jack and Jack trying to catch Kane. Kane laughed as she ran out of the room into the babies' room next to theirs.
Jack soon ran out after her, but was stopped in his tracks and surprised to see Kane just standing in the middle of the room, still. Not saying a word, not moving a muscle...
"What is it?" asked Jack, but a second later he saw what was troubling his wife.
A man was in their children's bedroom. The window that he crawled through was broken and the glass was shattered all over the floor. He was searching through their children's bookcase, throwing all of their favorite bedtime stories everywhere.
"Kane," Jack whispered in his quietest voice. "Kane get back into the room right now."
But Jack saw it. He saw her eyes move towards the three sleeping babies.
"Kane they'll be fine! Now get back in the bedroom now!"
Too late...
Kane had already made a mad dash for her children. The man had spotted her by now and pulled out what Jack had feared most. A gun.
"NO!" Jack cried, and ran towards the man.
He grabbed the bugler by the arms, but was soon kicked off. Jack ran into the wall, in the process knocking his head. He fell to the ground unconscious...
~*~
Jack opened his eyes. It was dark outside of the window; so he figured it must be night. He sat up, wondering why his head ached and why he had been lying on the ground. Then he gasped. The memories began to flood back to him. The burglar, Kane, the gun... He stood up quickly and looked about the room. "Kane?!" he shouted. He didn't see her, so as he was about to go check the bedroom he thought he saw someone lying on the ground. "Kane?" he asked in a meek voice. He began to move forward, towards the body that lay on the ground. His heart stopped beating.
There, on the ground, lay Kane with a bullet directly in her head. dripped down her lifeless face, her eyes still wide open with shock. And held in her arms were both of his little, precious sons, except now they both had bullet holes in their necks.
Jack dropped to his knees. He couldn't believe it. He had had everything that very morning that anyone could've asked for. A beautiful wife, kids, a home... now his wife and children were and his home was a wreck. He began to do what he'd never done before. He began to cry. Everything... Everything lost. Then he heard a sound behind him. He thought it was the burglar, come back to take more of his things. He quickly jumped to his feet and spun around, fists held high in the air.
But there was no one there to be seen. He lowered his fists, trying to find out where the source of the sound had come from. Then he heard it again. It was coming... from below him...
He looked down to see one of the blankets from the crib. ... It was moving.
He kneeled down beside it, and, with much hesitation, picked the tiny blanket off of the floor.
His eyes widened.
Lying there, was his precious, little baby. Except now; across her face was a long scar. He knew it would always be there forever, that she would be scared for life.
She began to cry, as she lay there helplessly. Jack gently picked her up and wrapped his big arms around her.
"Oh, shh... It's ok, Daddy's here. Daddy's got you," he said, holding the baby close to him. "I promise, I won't ever let anything happen to you... Tree..."
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*sniffles* awwwwww! Tis sad, I know.
Jumba: D^E5fR (no it wasn't...)
I thought I put you the sock! *looks for another sock and doesn't notice Jumba running off* Oh! And please R&R! *continues search for sock*
Any way, I'm sure you ALL know the story of 'Finding Nemo' and 'Newsies'... I TOLD you I was the queen of crossovers! I hope you like this one though!
Again, no. I don't own newsies, finding nemo, or any of these characters!
Enjoy
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It was a warm, breezy summer's day. You couldn't ask for a more perfect day. Children ran through the streets of Manhattan, playing their games, laughing and shouting, and chasing each other around. Men were working on their houses, fixing up the roof, and painting the houses. Women sat on their front porches, sewing and mending up new clothing for their families, but at the same moment gossiping and chattering the day away.
One man stood, observing it all. He stood on his new front porch to the lovely little house he had just bought. That man would let nothing stand in his way of having a perfect life. That man was Jack Kelly. His sandy, brown hair blew in the slight breeze. His brown eyes darted around his surroundings.
He was just soaking in the warmth and the good feeling. He just loved it. Behind him, leaning on the doorway of the new home, was Jack's best friend, and his bride, Kane Kelly.
Her hair rested upon her shoulders and glistened in the sunlight. Her blue eyes rested on her handsome husband, just watching to see what he'd do next.
He turned to his wife and revealed a big grin.
"So Kane, what do you think? Is it great, or is it great?"
"Mhhm," she said with a nod.
"I mean..." he turned back, looking at the landscape that lay before him. "Wow!"
"Mhhm."
"Wow!"
"Mhhm."
"WOW!"
"Jack! Yes, I do see it. It's nice."
"Nice?" questioned Jack.
Kane rolled her eyes at her husband.
"Fine. It's beautiful!"
"Of course it is! I mean... when you said you wanted a great house with a great view and a great neighborhood, you didn't think you'd get this, now did ya?" Jack questioned his wife. "Lots of newsies had their eye on this place!"
"I know Jack. Everything single one of them!"
"You'd better believe it! Every single one of them!"
"Honey," Kane said, walking up to Jack and placing her hand in his. "You did a good job, and the neighborhood is great."
Jack smiled, and looked at Kane, hoping for the same smile back. But she didn't smile back; she was just staring at everything around her... in fact she wasn't even smiling.
"So you do like it?" he asked her, just to make sure.
"No, no, no! I like it... it's just..." she began as she walked inside of their new home. "Jack, I know the neighborhood is desirable, and being so close to the distribution center would be easy for you to go to work, but do we really need all of this?"
"Kane! These are our kids you're talking about!" Jack said in a loud voice.
"Shh!" Kane said, going to Jack and placing her hand over his mouth. "You'll wake them up!"
They slowly moved into the next room and observed their three newborn babies lying fast asleep in their homemade cribs.
"Aw, they're dreaming. They just look so precious... what should we name them?" Kane asked, looking lovingly up at her husband.
"You wanna name them all right now?" Jack asked her.
She nodded.
"Well ok... those two will be Jack Jr.," he said, pointing to the two, sleeping, boy babies. "And that one will be Kane Jr."
"You know... I've always liked the nickname Tree," Kane said, staring back at the babies.
"Tree..." Jack said, giving it some thought. "Well... Ok, one can have the nickname Tree, but I still want those two to be named Jack Jr.!"
"Oh God," Kane said with a deep breath, "I can't believe we're actually parents!"
"Yeah," said Jack with a big smile. He placed his arm around his wife and leaned his head against hers. Then a terrible thought came to his mind. "What if they don't like me?" he asked.
Kane just sighed and rolled her eyes.
"No really!" Jack said as Kane removed his arm from her shoulder and walked into the next room.
"Jack! There are three different kids! Odds are one of them is going to like you!"
Kane began to fold some laundry that she had started earlier, beginning to ignore Jack. Jack watched her from the doorway, and realized he had never loved anyone more than he loved her right now. He couldn't imagine life without her.
Jack walked up behind his wife and placed his hands on her shoulders. He leaned over and kissed her cheek gently.
"Remember how we meet?" he asked in her ear.
"I prefer to not and say I did," Kane said, moving away from Jack, a smile creeping onto her face.
"Well I remember!" Jack told her, walking after Kane. Soon it became a game, Kane trying to get away from Jack and Jack trying to catch Kane. Kane laughed as she ran out of the room into the babies' room next to theirs.
Jack soon ran out after her, but was stopped in his tracks and surprised to see Kane just standing in the middle of the room, still. Not saying a word, not moving a muscle...
"What is it?" asked Jack, but a second later he saw what was troubling his wife.
A man was in their children's bedroom. The window that he crawled through was broken and the glass was shattered all over the floor. He was searching through their children's bookcase, throwing all of their favorite bedtime stories everywhere.
"Kane," Jack whispered in his quietest voice. "Kane get back into the room right now."
But Jack saw it. He saw her eyes move towards the three sleeping babies.
"Kane they'll be fine! Now get back in the bedroom now!"
Too late...
Kane had already made a mad dash for her children. The man had spotted her by now and pulled out what Jack had feared most. A gun.
"NO!" Jack cried, and ran towards the man.
He grabbed the bugler by the arms, but was soon kicked off. Jack ran into the wall, in the process knocking his head. He fell to the ground unconscious...
~*~
Jack opened his eyes. It was dark outside of the window; so he figured it must be night. He sat up, wondering why his head ached and why he had been lying on the ground. Then he gasped. The memories began to flood back to him. The burglar, Kane, the gun... He stood up quickly and looked about the room. "Kane?!" he shouted. He didn't see her, so as he was about to go check the bedroom he thought he saw someone lying on the ground. "Kane?" he asked in a meek voice. He began to move forward, towards the body that lay on the ground. His heart stopped beating.
There, on the ground, lay Kane with a bullet directly in her head. dripped down her lifeless face, her eyes still wide open with shock. And held in her arms were both of his little, precious sons, except now they both had bullet holes in their necks.
Jack dropped to his knees. He couldn't believe it. He had had everything that very morning that anyone could've asked for. A beautiful wife, kids, a home... now his wife and children were and his home was a wreck. He began to do what he'd never done before. He began to cry. Everything... Everything lost. Then he heard a sound behind him. He thought it was the burglar, come back to take more of his things. He quickly jumped to his feet and spun around, fists held high in the air.
But there was no one there to be seen. He lowered his fists, trying to find out where the source of the sound had come from. Then he heard it again. It was coming... from below him...
He looked down to see one of the blankets from the crib. ... It was moving.
He kneeled down beside it, and, with much hesitation, picked the tiny blanket off of the floor.
His eyes widened.
Lying there, was his precious, little baby. Except now; across her face was a long scar. He knew it would always be there forever, that she would be scared for life.
She began to cry, as she lay there helplessly. Jack gently picked her up and wrapped his big arms around her.
"Oh, shh... It's ok, Daddy's here. Daddy's got you," he said, holding the baby close to him. "I promise, I won't ever let anything happen to you... Tree..."
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*sniffles* awwwwww! Tis sad, I know.
Jumba: D^E5fR (no it wasn't...)
I thought I put you the sock! *looks for another sock and doesn't notice Jumba running off* Oh! And please R&R! *continues search for sock*