I DO NOT OWN HATFIELDS AND MCCOYS OR THE DIALOGUE. SOME PARTS OF THIS WILL BE IN JOHNSE AND ROSEANNA'S POV.

Election Day 1880. Tug River Valley.

It was confirmed that Alifair was indeed carrying Jed's baby. Randall, Sally and the entire family were pleased at the idea of another McCoy to join the ranks. Other than the pig fiasco of '78, things had been mainly peaceful between the Hatfields and the McCoys. There were little spats here and there, but nothing too major to disturb the Tug. That would change however on Election Day in the autumn of 1880. Everyone turned up to vote and to join in on the festivities. Jed and Alifair had also come, along with the rest of the McCoys. Tolbert had asked Jed to help sell moonshine with him and needing money in his pocket, he had agreed. Jed and the McCoy boys were standing around Tolbert's barrels as Ellison Hatfield and his son Cottontop were preparing to perform a trick with an anvil and some gunpowder.

"Oh, easy now, son." Ellison told the simple minded Cottontop. "Don't want it going off just yet."

"Yeah, mush head, don't blow us all up." Tolbert remarked. "Ya half-wit bastard moron."

"Aw Tolbert, lay off him." Jed replied. He pitied poor Cottontop, he couldn't help being a simpleton.

"Come here, come here!":Ellison growled as he dragged Tolbert over. "Find it funny, Apologize!"

"Yeah, I'm sorry you is a bastard, Cotton Top." Tolbert said as Ellison jerked him.

"That ain't good enough."

"I apologize for what I called ya, I won't never call yqmno names again." Ellison seemed satisfied and let Tolbert go.

"You didn't have ta do that, Pa." Cottontop said. "Everybody calls me mush head." Before Ellison could reply, Devil Anse walked over with Levicy.

"Well, you ain't like everybody else, Cotton." He explained. "God give ya such a big heart, he couldn't very well give ya an overabundance of brains now too, could he?"

"I guess not, I am a bastard, though." Cottontop admitted.

"You listen to me, boy." Devil Anse said in all seriousness. "A bastard's got no family that loves him. Is that you?"

"No."

"No, it's not."

"You're my son." Ellison assured the boy. "Why do ya think your first name's Ellison?" Once that was settled, they turned their attention to the anvil. "Let's see it fly, get everybody back now."

"Okey-dokey." Cottontop said as he motioned for everyone to move back. "Everybody, stand back now."

Johnse's POV

While Jed Graham was trying to keep his bonehead brother in law out of trouble, Johnse Hatfield was selling his moonshine that if you asked anyone, was better than the swill that Tolbert sold. He was currently engaging in business with his uncle Lias Hatfield. Lias was after free shine, but Johnse wasn't fitting to comp him.

"I said no." Johnse insisted. "I gotta make a living here, goddang it. You want free whiskey, ya go talk ta Tolbert McCoy.

"I might do that." Lias replied. Johnse was about to tell his uncle where to get off when he saw Roseanna McCoy walking along with her cousin Nancy. He saw a perfect opportunity to stake his claim to her affections, Jed Graham had told him that Roseanna had no suitors to speak of and Perry Cline was nowhere to be seen. This was his chance and he meant to take it.

"Hey Cap, Robert E, y'all take over." Johnse said as he got off his barrels and made a beeline for Randall McCoy's eldest girl.

Roseanna's POV

Roseanna loved taking part the election day festivities. She spent a majority of her time working or tending to the McCoy home; opportunities for fun were few and far in between. As she strolled with her cousin Nancy, she had no idea that her life was about to change.

"Don't look now, Johnse Hatfield's staring at us." Nancy pointed out as Roseanna looked over to see the handsome Hatfield gandering at her. "I sure hope crows swoop down and pluck his eyes out."

"What a thing to say, Nancy." Roseanna remarked. Her cousin could be quite ornery at times, but Roseanna couldn't be ornery if she tried.

"His uncle, Jim Vance, killed my pap." Nancy explained.

"Ya don't know that fer sure." Roseanna pointed out.

"Everybody says so." Nancy insisted.

"Don't make it fer sure." Roseanna shot back as she got a better look. "He sure is handsome."

"Son of Devil Anse."

"I ain't never seen no devil look like that." She turned back to sample some of the wares being sold.

"Hello, Roseanna McCoy." She turned her head to see the blonde bombshell himself. "I'm Johnse Hatfield."

"I know who ya are." She replied as she tried to hide her smile.

"Does that mean ya won't talk to me?" He asked. "Me being a Hatfield and all?"

"I don't mean you no harm." She said.

"Well, now, that's the way I feel, you know, I don't see why there's been so much trouble." Johnse replied. "I bet ya didn't know I was named for a McCoy; Yes, ma'am."

"Is that so?"

"Hey, you wanna go see the second most beautiful sight in West Virginia?"

"So am I supposed to ask what's the first most beautiful sight?"

"Well, if you wanna go" Johnse stated.

"Then you're gonna say, Oh, you are. Just like you told Eloise Jenkins and about a dozen other girls." Roseanna accused. "I heard all about you."

"If all the gossip about me was true...Hell, I'd have horns and a spiny tail." Johnse shot back as Roseanna noticed his fancy boots that he had ordered out of a catalog a while back.

"Those are some mighty interesting boots you're wearing." She said as Johnse proudly showed them off.

"You like them?" He smirked.

"No, I didn't say that." She quickly retracted. Roseanna was trying to keep her wits about her, but the poor girl was fighting a losing battle. "So, what is the second most beautiful sight in West Virginia?"

"Well, now, I'll take you there." Johnse said as he took her by the hand and led Roseanna away from the fair and the feud.

IT'S LOVE AT FIRST SIGHT, OR IS IT...JUST KIDDING, I TOTALLY SHIP JOHNSE AND ROSEANNA. REVIEWS NEEDED AND APPRECIATED.