#albert x elmer

[weezey-1]

I just realized that I haven’t posted newsies in a while. So here’s some ships I like/dislike;

Like:

Jatherine ✨ (they are my #1, I ❤️ them)

Sprace (I need more fics of them, I read them all 😭)

Finch x Jojo (I got this from a Sprace fic and have been obsessed with them ever since)

Jack x Crutchie (does anyone else like them? I don’t see people post them on here a lot)

Albert x Elmer (I don’t actually have a reason for them)

I’m sure there’s others I just can’t think of rn

Dislike:

Javey (I’m sorry, don’t hurt me 😭 I have my reasons but there’s too many to put here)

Jack x Sarah (these two make me ship Javey… I don’t like them)

Ralbert (I just don’t see it)

Jack x Spot (I see them having a brotherly relationship, also didn’t realize a lot of people ship this)

Sarah x Katherine (my brain can’t get past the fact they are essentially the same person)

If you like the ships I don’t, great, keep liking them, you just won’t change my mind on them. If you don’t like the ones I do, same thing, I don’t care, I’m going to keep liking them.

I’ve seen way to many people get mad at people for liking or not liking a certain ship in the other fandoms I’m in, idk how the newsies fandom is, so I put the ending to be safe. People are weirdly rude about this stuff.

[military-newsboys]

Albert: ‘They’ll never find the body’ is such a boring threat, a better threat would be ‘they’ll never stop finding the body’

Crutchie, bored: Or just say ‘they’ll be finding parts of you for at least 4 months, and you’ll still be alive for 3 of them’

Race: Now that’s a threat!

Davey, covering Les’s ears: *horrified silence*

[spot-conlons-pimp-cane]

ALR SO HERE IS AN UPDATED POST OF SHIPS I SHIP IN NEWSIES

Livesies:

Javid (jack x David)

Ralbert (race x Albert)

JoJo x elmer (idk their ship name)

Jathrine (jack x Kathrine)

Redfinch (finch x Albert)

Belmer (buttons x Elmer)

Smalls x Sniper (idk ship their name)

Darcy x Bill (idk their ship name)

Binch/bitch (finch x buttons)

Ikeshot (hotshot x ike)

JoMike (jojo x Mike)

92sies:

Sprace (Spot x Race)

Blush (blink x mush)

Javid (again)

Snitch x Itey (idk their ship name)

bumlets x skittery (idk the ship name)

bumswiftery (bumlets x swifty x skittery)

Other:

Newsbians (Sarah x Kathrine)

[bigmack2go]

I dont think we talk enough about how almost all the newsie shipnames are actual words!! Like I actually fucking just love that so much

It makes me so happy

A list -not all are included and i dont ship them all but they exist and yeah…-:

Jelly (david jacobs x jack kelly) (aka javid/javey)

Space (spot conlon x racetrack higgins) (aka sprace/cock😒/hinlon)

Blush (kid blink x mush mayers)

Jackpot (Jack Kelly x Spot conlon)

Redfinch (albert dasilva x finch whateverhislastnameis)

Rally (Racetrack higgins x jack kelly)

Jam (Katherine pulitzer x sarah jacobs) (aka karah/newsbians/satherine)

Purple (Ractrack higgins x spot conlon x albert dasilva) (aka Spralbert/robot/ralbot)

Robot (also racetrack higgins x Albert dasilva x spot Conlon) (aka spralbert/ralbot/purple)

Crack (crutchy morris x jack kelly)

Joy (tommy boy x jojo de la guerra)

Joke (jojo dela guerra x ike)

Lovebird (romeo lastnamesareoverrated x finch whateverhislastnameis)

Sponge (spot conlon x crutchie morris

Dutch (david jacobs x crutchie morris)

Itch (itey x snitch) (aka snitey)

Crunch (crutchie morris x finch whateverhislastnameis) (aka crockedbird)

Rave (racetrack higgins x david jacobs)

Bell (buttons davenport x elmer kasvrac) (aka blume/belmer/belmeruttons)

Blume (buttons davenprt x elmer kasvrac) (aka bell/belmer/belmeruttons, aka butter)

Dill (darcy reid x bill hearst)

(Idk why but ialmost wrote „darcy hearst and bill pullitzer“ than realized what i did and full on confidently wrote „billy elliot“ instead of bill hearst)

Smile (snipe wah x smalls lastnamewho)

Hike (Ike reed x hotshot hotshot)

Buttery (??) (Bumlets definitelyhasalastname x skittery skeedattle)

Smelly (smalls lastnamewho x jack kelly)

Soundtrack (Racetrack higgins x albert da silva) (aka ralbert)

Dove- (Davey Jacobs x Oscar Delancy)

Butter (buttons davenprt x elmer kasvrac) (aka bell/belmer/belmeruttons, aka blume)

besheet?? (dutchie and specs (apperantly))

Butterfly (skittery skeedattle x bumlets definitelyhasalastname x swifty fan) (aka bumswiftery)

Bitch (finch whateverhislastnameis x buttons davenport) (aka binch)

Decs (dutchy dutchdutch x specs cantseelol)

Hotspot (Hotshot Hotshot x Spot Conlon)

Oh and bonus:

Fireball (Flames Krocki x Tic hasalastname™️)

Matches (Marbles x Crutchie Morris) @icarusdiesatdawn

[sk1ttery]

Have to reblog cause I can’t comment on this blog sob. BUT YES. I adore Almer. They’re so sweet and I have so many silly little HCs for them in this AU! They’re adorable <33

hi so

what are the ships in wallflower au

like you mentioned a few of them but is there like

a list?

Yes! I do have a list of some of the ships that will be making major appearances in the AU.

My friend and I are a sucker for rairpairs, so if you guys aren’t like, a fan of those I’m sorry- (some of these ships even started as jokes but we got attached)

Jack, Davey and Kath are in a polyamorous relationship (Jack is dating both Katherine and Davey, but Davey and Kath are just friends)

Skittery, Swifty and Bumlets are also in a polyamorous relationship.

Snoddy and Pie-Eater.

JoJo and Buttons.

Henry and Finch.

Specs and Romeo.

Albert and Elmer.

Tommy Boy and Kenny.

Smalls and Sniper.

Mush and Blink.

Itey and Snitch.

Hot-Shot and Myron. (I plan on becoming the CEO of this ship.)

Vince and Graves.

Lucky and Stray.

Ritz and Scope.

Mac and Willie (A Brooklyn boy and one of the UK girlsies. I see ppl talk about them and I took them and ran)

Hawk and Bart (I saw a blog mention Hawk once and I took him and ran.)

Coffee Bean and Oatmeal.

Rodger and Price.

Splasher and Rafaela (Started as a joke but now I adore them??)

Spot and Racer.

Spike (OC) and Dutchie.

Sarah and Pips. (Again, started as a joke but now i love them)

Bill and Darcy.

[dustyy-angel]

The Best Newsies Thing submissions

Race's cigar

Jack Kelly

The money the movie didn't make

King Of New York

Davey Jacobs

David Jacobs (movie)

Seize The Day

Sprace

Crutchie (uksies)

Trans Racetrack headcanons

Crutchie

92sies Mush's front flip during Carrying The Banner

Race

Spot Conlon (movie)

Javey

Javid

King Of New York (movie)

Newsies fanfiction

Kid Blink (movie)

Katherine

The tony awards performance

Spot Conlon (uksies)

The chair Mike Faist fell through

Ben Cook kicking himself in the face

Jeremy Jordan attempting to dance and almost falling on his face during the proshot bows

Bill and Darcy

Albert

Albert (uksies)

Christian Bale falling over every time he tries to dance

Race (movie)

Santa Fe

Les pretending to smoke his candy to imitate Jack

Musical Davey's character development

Mush (movie)

The Delancey brothers

"The woild is yer erster"

Bumlets spinning on the ceiling fan

Jack Kelly (uksies)

Stray x Lucky (uksies)

Elmer

JoJo

Finch

Santa Fe (movie)

"Hi i'm Andrew Keenan-Bolger and I play Crutchie in disney's Newsies"

Dancing with the stars performance

Carrying The Banner

Carrying The Banner (movie)

"GO GET EM COWBOY! YOU GOT EM NOW BOY!"

"Our man Denton!"

Bryan Denton (movie)

Unemployed by Joshua Burrage and Ben Cook

"THE POOR GUYS HEAD IS SPINNING!"

Ben warming up and Andrew putting on multiple pairs of headphones

Sarah Jacobs (movie)

Specs (Ryan Steele)

Specs

Jack Kelly (movie)

Katherine (uksies)

Out There in Santa Fe by Ben Fankhauser

"I am a kooOOOoiiiii"

Andy Richardson crawling around like something from a horror movie

Ben and Sky dancing to What If I Go

“Forget about Trey. Where’s my fucken chair?”

Andrew forgetting the strike sign

Kara accidently throwing the broom into the orchestra pit

Corey Cott singing the Santa Fe key change four bars early

"It's oyster Race" "THATS WHAT I SAID"

Sniper

Les Jacobs (movie)

Letter From The Refuge

Once And For All

Skittery (movie)

Jess LeProtto falling into the orchestra pit

Finches slingshot

Gay/Trans awakenings caused by the movie

Za Zooming Out

"Up stays, uh upstairs"

Bad weather and shopping

Tommy Bracco pep talks

Letter From The Refuge (Ben Cook edition)

Anthony Rosenthal's vlogs

Redfinch

Newsies fanart

Seize The Day (movie)

Blush

Blood Drips Heavily On Newsies Square

The stage directions for Jack shaking Roosevelt's hand

Jeremy Jordan

Ben Fankhauser

Henry

Newsies Got Swag

Brooklyn's Here

WWH (reprise) at broadway bakes and Cory keeps messing up

Anything You Can Do by Mike Faist and Adam Kaplan

Ben and Lavon singing Something To Believe In

"AAAHHHHHHHH" "See this, this is Newsies"

92sies Jack saying "ambastards" instead of ambassadors

"Tell me how quitting does Crutchie any good" "Dszahdh"

Crutchie swearing in uksies

The amount of ass-slapping in livesies

[riding-palominos-every-day]

Can I hear what you've come up with so far for your radio show AU?

This is all subject to change as I develop the AU:

- Set in the 1980s bc I cannot Shut Up about that decade's aesthetic-

- Katherine is the production director, and de facto boss of the station. Her dad technically owns the business, but as long as the shows get listeners he basically lets her do as she pleases

- Jack runs an entertainment segment, reading Old West stories or reviewing movies (it's more popular than one would expect)

- Henry runs a cooking and food critic show

- Race run a game show, where callers ring in to answer quizzes

- Kid Blink runs a midnight horror segment, reviewing horror movies and setting horror quizzes (e.g. "how would you survive X/Y slasher scenario?")

- Albert and Crutchie are noon and evening disk jockeys respectively. Kenny's the late-night DJ

- Mush, Specs and Sarah work as assistant producers. JoJo is an intern

- Some of the younger boys (like Elmer, Romeo and Splasher) are too young to run shows, but they're given permission to hang out at the studio as long as they don't cause trouble

[emmedoesntdomath]

This took up 2 pages in my Notes App (I think it's hilarious)

Some of them do have reasons:

Oscar x Romeo (iykyk)

Morris x Romeo (because their ship name would be either Momeo or Rorris and idk which is funnier)

Jack x Spot (I read one fic with them but it was a really good fic)

Finch x Crutchie (something about uksies I saw like 5 months ago)

Buttons x Elmer (not that weird but apparently rare according to the depressingly low amount of fics with them)

Elmer x Spot (sunshine x grumpy, need I say more)

Pulitzer x Weisel (just to fuck with you)

Davey x Elmer (I'm convinced they're both first generation Polish Americans and bonded over that and became best friends and then they started dating and when people would ask them about it they'd say something like "what? Because we're both Polish? Wow that's pretty small minded of you😮‍💨" and then hold hands)

Katherine x Darcy (they're a beard couple)

Sarah x Albert (they're also a beard couple)

Race x Elmer (in my head Elmer and Graves are the same person but nobody knows except for Race and they both think it's hilarious whenever someone in Manhattan talks about Graves and someone in Brooklyn talks about Elmer. Theyre also the only newsies who walk to and from Brooklyn every day and they got close during their walks together)

And now some simply because I said so:

Davey x Race

Elmer x Albert

Albert x Spot

Buttons x Crutchie

Specs x Crutchie

Buttons x Finch

Jack x Albert

…

[sparkedblaze]

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🎙️Relationships you couldn't get me to stop talking about if you tried: Spralbert, Javey, Blush, Pink Flowerpatch, Xenora, Percabeth, Frazel, Hot Wings, MatchaBlossom, Lams, Boyf Riends, Buddie, NillHall

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[thatoneandlonelyemo2005]

alright so these are all the ones that i can list from the top of my head:

javid — jack kelly x david jacobs

jatherine — jack kelly x katherine plumber

jarah — jack kelly x sarah jacobs

sprace — spot conlon x racetrack higgins

spelmer (rarepair) — spot conlon x elmer sagloo

sparah (rarepair) — spot conlon x sarah jacobs

redfinch — albert dasilva x finch cortes

almer (rarepair) — albert dasilva x elmer sagloo

blalbert (rarepair; me and @fandomtrashcollector sold our souls to this ship pretty much) — kid blink x albert dasilva

newsbians/karah — katherine plumber x sarah jacobs

spromeo — specs x romeo

daromeo (rarepair) — darcy reid x romeo

dill (@thegroundsofbrooklyn polled what their name should be and we ended up with this) — darcy reid x bill hearst

blush — kid blink x mush meyers

skush (rarepair) — skittery x mush meyers

belmer — buttons davenport x elmer sagloo

i hope this helped !! this is definitely not all of them but it's a decent amount to get you started <3

Thank you so much! I'll definitely be writing this down, I really appreciate it!!!

[military-newsboys]

Jack: That building is, like, 5 Davey away and we're at least 14 Davey high. Davey: Please don't use me as a system of measurement.

[i-didnt-do-1t]

For writing prompts could I humbly please request Davey teaching some of the newsies school stuff a la my recent ask?

I feel like Elmer just takes over any maths lessons and being a small child makes it ever more incomprehensible to the others skdsjkd

Thank you for the prompt! I hope this is okay :D

(I also find math incomprehensible so I am very much Elmer in this situation, like genuinely I would’ve loved to mention more complex math but I am an English lit student and just so terrible at mental math Albert in this is me fr)

David felt like he should be shorter than he was, given how much he hated being on the receiving end of other people’s attention. And yes he would still be stood at the top of the bunk house with eyes on him regardless of whatever height he was but being tall decidedly made it worse. (And no, he didn’t feel the need to explain himself when he mentioned this to Jack a few weeks previous.)

“I thought it was only gonna be a couple of the kids.” Davey said, and Race, a bunk over, was lazy as he removed the cigar from between his teeth, as if Dave wasn’t being stared down by at least eight of his friends.

“Yeah n’ a couple others wanted to come too when they heard you was offerin’ lessons. So take it away Teach.”

“You’re the worst.”

“Nah that’s Finch. An’ you like school n’ stuff right?” David shrugged a little uncomfortably, he was hardly going to say no, so he didn’t say anything and Race kept talking. “Just look at all those bright young faces whose futures you could be changin’”

David turned to face the small yet intimidating crowd.

Elmer, Romeo, Henry, JoJo and Splasher stared back blankly, unimpressed. As well as a few of the older ones in the back too now, Specs, and Albert and Tommy-Boy.

Blink from his place on his bunk on the other side of the room made his presence known by groaning, so Davey mentally added him to the tally aswell. “You gonna get on with it or what, I need you to bore me to sleep Dave.”

He thinks he would’ve been hurt by the comment had come from anyone aside from Blink, who had never exactly been subtle in his disdain of David’s schooling. He couldn’t blame him so he couldn’t be mad, because David got it, at least he thought he did. But trying to think round his words so he wouldn’t say anything he’d have to end up explaining was difficult sometimes, and Blink looking at him like he was a sentence away from being on the receiving end of his fist when it happened wasn’t comforting either.

“Okay. I’m better at literature but you wanted to do maths today right?”

He didn’t know who he was asking but Henry answered.

“Yeah. I mean, I can count n’ add up n’ all but it takes a while to do the multiplications. They don’t stick in my head.”

David frowned in thought. “Okay, so what goes on in your head if I asked 4 X 7.”

“I gotta count through em’ all. It doesn’t just come automatic.”

“It doesn’t have to be fast. I mean, you can make it two 14’s and then add those together.”

“So’s 28.”

“Exactly.”

Henry nodded slightly, eyes a little narrower. “Huh.”

“What I don’t get.” Elmer said, because of course he did. “Is how 7 by 0 is 0. Ain’t it meant to be 7?”

David blinked. “Oh well, it’s seven 0’s, so there’s nothing.”

“Yeah but there’s seven of em’”

“Okay. Yes. but say you even just added 2 zeros together, it would still be zero.”

Elmer stared at him blankly. “But there’s two of em.”

“Two of nothing, if you add nothing plus nothing you get nothing.”

“Two nothings.”

The groan and the sound of a head hitting against a bed frame came from Albert this time round.

“Jesus Elmer, stop tryna kill the man you know exactly what he’s saying, you’re better at math than half the bunk house put together.”

“You’re only saying that cuz you can’t add up.” Elmer shot back, and with that he twisted his neck to face him again so aggressively that Davey could probably be persuaded that he’d given himself whiplash. “Do it Davey, ask him what 37 plus 56 is.”

“I’m not putting anyone on the spot.”

“I’m telling Spot you said she can’t add.”

David blanched. “That is just not what I said at all.”

“Can’t wait to tell Spot you compared her to Oscar Delancey, you heard it here first folks.”

The fact that Blink decided to contribute to the lesson at all was more surprising than the fact that this was where he decided to contribute, but the likelihood he was actually serious was significantly higher than Elmer’s jokes.

“That is even further from what I said.”

And suddenly everyone was talking all at once and David wanted to throw up a little maybe. God he hated public speaking, even if this didn’t necessarily count as public, except maybe- no. He wasn’t about to get into the semantics of it. Right now he had to work out how to get eveyone to quiet down.

“Hey knuckleheads,” Race didn’t move from his spot leaned up against the bunk but all eyes drew to him anyway, and if David was a little in awe of how he held the room he wasn’t shocked by it, Race had always had that quality right after Jack. (Briefly Davey wondered if they could give him lessons in that) “If you want Dave to actually keep teaching youse you can’t drive him out the room or get ‘im shanked by Spot.”

Elmer was the first to shrug, and slump over again, leaning his elbows on his criss-crossed knees.

“I guess.”

David had opened his mouth to speak again, taking advantage of the second of silence to try and get this back on track but Elmer beat him to it one more time.

“Long as you don’t try and give us homework like last time.”

[ao3feed-newsies]

Newsies oneshots/headcannons

by, Blinkstaymidzy by Blinkstaymidzy Many random newsies oneshots/head cannons You can request any ship! I will not do any Les romantic parings and will not do x reader.(sorry) I will do fluff and smut. Words: 1173, Chapters: 2/2, Language: English Fandoms: Newsies!: the Musical - Fierstein/Menken, Newsies - All Media Types, Newsies: The Broadway Musical! (2017) Rating: Mature Warnings: Graphic Depictions Of Violence, Underage Categories: F/F, F/M, M/M, Multi Characters: David Jacobs, Jack Kelly (Newsies), Les Jacobs, Sarah Jacobs (Newsies), Katherine Plumber Pulitzer, Racetrack Higgins, Spot Conlon, Albert DaSilva (Newsies), Finch (Newsies), Specs (Newsies), Romeo (Newsies), Smalls (Newsies), Mush Meyers, Elmer (Newsies), Henry (Newsies), JoJo (Newsies), Tommy Boy (Newsies), Kid Blink, Buttons (Newsies), Sniper (Newsies), Mike (Newsies), Ike (Newsies), Morris Delancey, Oscar Delancey, Crutchie (Newsies), Myron (Newsies), Hot Shot (Newsies) Relationships: Sarah Jacobs/Katherine Plumber Pulitzer, David Jacobs/Jack Kelly, Spot Conlon/Racetrack Higgins, Albert DaSilva/Racetrack Higgins, Albert DaSilva/Finch (Newsies), Spot Conlon/Albert DaSilva/Racetrack Higgins, Finch/Tommy Boy (Newsies), Romeo/Specs (Newsies) read : https://ift.tt/QNvgz42 - December 03, 2023 at 06:59PM

[bigmack2go]

Newsies as things me and my friends said part 3

History teacher: (talking abt WW||)*coming up to dutchy*

History teacher: you. He would have liked y—

Dutchy: i‘m gay.

Mike: when was shakesbear?

Ike: idk mike, good question. When WAS shakesbear

Race: i’m just saying, the two of you are that Rainbow Autistic x Vampire Autistic Duo of our friendgroup

Elmer: i finally found someone who was gonna play dnd with me but i think i scared them away:(

Hungarian!Mack: When i tell you goodbye by saying “sia” this is not me saying “see ya” btw

Jojo: “stop tryna find loopholes in the bible” STOP TRYNA BE HOMOPHOBIC???

Tommy boy: two limbs make no limb and my dance teacher is way to fucking happy about that

Sniper: GUYS WAS ANYONE GONNA TELL ME THAT SPOONS IN TINFOIL HAVE A MEANING???

Sniper:MY DAD IS THROWING A WHOLE SCENE THINKING THAT I’M A DRUG ADDICT RN

Spot watching tuck everlasting (not happy): SURE KID MAKE THE POOR INNOCENT FROG IMMORTAL WHY NOT

Albert: if i die, give my bones to Race

Davey: why

Albert: boy if i know

(Elmer: DID HE JUST SAY “IF”)

tHis one only makes sense in german. Sorry not sorry

Jack: ich hatte meine therapeutin jetzt seid fünf Jahren und heute ist mein letzter Termin.

Jack: ich hab bis heute nicht rausgefunden ob ich sie siezen oder duzen soll

Jack: und ich hb es auch nicht vor

[ya9amicide]

The End of the World In a Woman’s Hands [Newsies]

chapter two

♡ newsies masterlist ♡ previous chapter ♡ next chapter ♡

summary: Being a girl in the everyday world is difficult. Being the leader of the Manhattan Newsies and a girl? Even more so. Especially when nobody knows you're a girl and the truth is the closest kept secret you have ever had. For Jack Kelly, keeping the truth of her gender a secret is one she's found easy after doing so for many years. Unfortunately, having close encounters with the iron fist, Pulitzer, and a new Newsie who seems determined to get to know her, that secret might just become the opposite.

pairing: fem!jack kelly x david “davey” jacobs

warnings: none

Race, a little tough guy, calls to the others as he dresses. “Hey, Albert, Elmer, Specs! You heard Jack. Get a move on.”

Albert appears next to him, still wiping the sleep from his eyes. “I was havin’ the most beautiful dream. My lips is still tingling.”

“Ooh, a pretty girl?” Race goads him.

Albert smiles cheekily. “A leg of lamb!” Racetrack pushes him playfully. More boys begin to appear as they dress and wash. Younger boys pump water for older boys, then trade-off. Teeth brushing, sponge baths with cold water–the older boys shave. Albert takes out a cigar and starts smoking it.

Race turns back to him, spotting the cigar. “Hey! That’s my cigar!” He tries to swipe it from Albert's hands.

Albert dodges Race. “You’ll steal another!”

Specs walks past and motions to all of the newsboys getting ready. “Hey, look, it’s bath time at the zoo.”

Henry preens himself in the mirror. “I thought that I’d surprise my mother.”

“If you can find her,” Albert jokes.

The other newsboys yelled at him. “Who asked you?”

Albert takes his turn by the mirror. “Papes ain’t movin’ like they used to. I need a new sellin’ spot. Got any ideas?”

“Y’know, from bottle alley to the harbor,” Race chimes in, “there’s easy pickin’s guaranteed.”

Finch yells from across the room. “Try any banker, bum, or barber. They almost all knows how to read!”

Jack confidently strides down to where the rest of the newsboys were, making sure they were ready for the day. “It’s a crooked game we’re playin’, one we’ll never lose. Long as suckers don’t mind payin’ just to get bad news!”

The newsies start racing outside to the square. “Ain’t it a fine life, fellas, carryin’ the banner through it all!” Mush shouts.

“Oh yeah, a mighty fine life, carryin’ the banner tough and tall,” Boots says sarcastically. “When that bell rings, we goes where we wishes, we’s as free as fishes, sure beats washin’ dishes.”

Mush quickly agrees with him. “What a fine life, carryin’ the banner home-free all!”

They pause, waiting for the rest of the city to wake. Finch shuffles over to Crutchie. “Hey, Crutchie. What's your leg say? Gonna rain?”

Crutchie shakes his leg comically. “Ah, no rain…Partly cloudy, clear by evening!”

Finch smacks his arm playfully. “They oughta bottle this guy!”

“Yeah, and the limp sells fifty papes a week all by itself,” Race says.”

Crutchie rolls his eyes. “I don't need the limp to sell papes. I got personality.” He pushes himself off the side of the building he was leaning on, smiling cheekily. “It takes a smile that spreads like butter! The kind that turns a lady’s head!”

“It takes an orphan with a stutter,” Race says.

“Who’s also blind,” says Finch.

“And mute,” says Albert.

“And dead!” Says Elmer.

Jack pushes past them. “Y’know it really stinks workin’ outdoors fellas. Summer stinks and winters’ always freezin’.”

Crutchie nods along. “You start out sweatin’, then end up sneezin’. You never catch a break! And, in between all that, it pours!”

Race runs ahead, arms raised to the sky. “Still, it’s a fine life, carryin’ the banner with me chums! All them big shots are tossin’ freebies to the bums.”

They all stop by the nuns of the local church while they hand out bread and coffee. A frantic mother wanders around, looking for her son. The Newsies don’t say anything, ignoring her, and walk past, breakfast in hand.

Jack and the gang leave the wagon, cross the square, and head for the gates of The World Building, keeping their eyes on the huge blackboards over the street. Newsies of all ages and sizes appear from every conceivable space and line up outside the gates, waiting for them to open, anxiously praying for a good headline to be chalked on the boards overhead.

Jack watches as two men climb up to write the headline. “Alright fellas, remember: you hate the headline, you make up the headline. Say anything you hafta.”

“C’mon…give us an earthquake or a war!” One Newsies mumbles.

“How ‘bout a crooked politician?” Elmer asks.

Jack smacks the back of his head. “Ya nitwit, that ain’t news no more.”

The Newsies watch in anticipation as one of the men writes the headline in large letters, “Trolley Strike Enters Third Week.” They all groan in disappointment as two tough-looking boys, Oscar and Morris Delancey, unlock the gates.

Racetrack covers his nose as if he smelt something bad. “Dear me, what is that unpleasant aroma? I fear the sewers may have backed up during the night.”

“Too rotten to be the sewers,” Boots says. “It must be…”

“The Delancey brothers!” Crutchie says.

For revenge, Oscar jerks Snipeshooter out of line and throws him to the ground where he lands roughly. “Inna back, ya ugly little shrimp!”

Oscar and Morris glare at the crowd, daring anyone to do anything about it. Jack calmly grabs Snipe and pulls him up, leading him back to his place in line, then faces the Delanceys who try to stare her down.

“Five to one, I say Cowboy skunks 'em,” Race says. “Who's bettin', who's bettin'?” Everyone shakes their head no.

“You shouldn't be callin' people ugly little shrimps, Oscar,” Jack says. “Unless you're referrin’ to the family resemblance in your brother here.” The brothers glower, look at each other, then back at Jack, who grins at them. “That's right. It's an insult. And so's this–,” Jack deftly reaches out both hands and flips the derbys off both their heads. The brothers scramble for them and chase Jack through the streets.

By the Horace Greely Statue, two boys, David and Les, are just arriving, hurrying towards the gates on a collision course with Jack who comes barrelling around the statue and runs smack into David. For a moment, everything stops. Jack catches her breath, and David looks at her in outrage.

“Watch it, will ya? What do you think you're doing?” David asks.

Jack smiles cheekily at him. “Runnin’!” She speeds on just as the Delancey brothers come thundering around the statue, bowling David to the pavement. Les looks at Jack as if he's watching Robin Hood.

She keeps running, keeping just out of the Delanceys' grasp, but then she trips and they've got her. Morris lifts her high into the air to smash her onto the cobblestones. The crowd of newsboys stops breathing but then Jack grabs the bars and like a monkey jerks free of the bully's grasp. The kids howl, loving the show as Jack avoids the brothers moving from bar to bar like Tarzan.

The moment is broken when a bell inside the World Building rings out. The Delancey brothers reluctantly, give up the chase, and head back towards the entrance to the World gates where the Newsies arrive at the distribution windows.

“We ain't finished with you yet, Kelly,” Morris sneers.

Jack still hangs on the gate as the gatekeeper unlocks them and they swing open.

“Ride 'em, cowboy!” Boots hollers.

Newsies yell out Jack's name as she rides the gates 'til the last possible moment, then leaps into the back of a wagon. Jack takes a bow as the boys cheer, moving into line.

Newsies jostle for position at the window, David shoving and jostling like the rest. He manages to elbow in near the front. Les, hanging back, has his eyes on Jack sauntering coolly to her natural place at the head of the line, flanked by Boots and Mush. She leans on the counter and grins at the rodent-faced man inside the window. “Ya miss me, Weasel?” She asks.

The man grumbles at her. “You know my name. It's Weisel. Mister Weisel to you. How many?”

She looks at him in mock offense. “Don't rush me, I'm perusin' the merchandise…Mr. Weasel.” The Newsies love it as Jack deliberately takes a paper, turns it, and scans it. Seeing Les staring at her, Jack winks. Les smiles back, fascinated. Jack turns back to Weasel with a fifty-cent piece. “The usual,” she slams the coin on the counter.

“A hundred papes for the wise guy,” Mr. Weisel says.

Oscar slams the papers down and Jack takes the time to count them as Race makes his way up to the window. “How’s it goin’, Weasel?” Racetrack says.

“At least call me ‘mister’,” is the response he gets.

“Ooh, well I’ll call you sweetheart if you’d spot me fifty papes.” Race gets a laugh out of the rest of the Newsies.

Weisel grumbles. “Drop the cash and move it along.”

Racetrack laughs. “Whatever happened to romance?”

“Fifty for the Race! Next!” Weisel shouts.

Suddenly a commotion at the window breaks out as Weisel gets upset at David. “Ya got ya papes, move outta here.”

David looks up at him in confusion. “I paid for twenty, you only gave me nineteen!”

“You callin' me a liar, kid...?”

The Delanceys start for David when suddenly Jack steps up and takes David’s papers, counting them quickly. “Nineteen, Weasel,” Jack sighs. “An honest mistake…On account of Oscar can't count to twenty with his shoes on.”

Weasel glowers and has the Delanceys give him the missing paper.

“Hold it,” Jack complains. Race, spot me two-bits.” Race flips her a coin and Jack slaps it on the counter. “Another fifty for my friend here.”

“I don't want another fifty!” David complains.

Jack moves away from the counter as the papers are placed there. “Sure you do. Every newsie wants more papes.”

David, puzzled, grabs the papers, and he and Les run after Jack. The gang trails along, watching, amused. “These papers are yours,” David complains. “I don't take charity from nobody! I don't even know who you are.”

“Cowboy!” Les yells. “They call him Cowboy!”

Jack turns and grins at Les. “That and a lotta other things, including Jack Kelly, which is what my mudder called me. What do they call you, kid?”

“Les. This is David, he's my brother. He's older.” He gestures offhandedly to David standing next to him.

Jack barely glances at David. “No kiddin'. How old are you, Les?”

“I’m ten…Almost.”

Jack tisks. “No good. Anybody asks, you're seven. Younger sells more papes, Les, and if we're gonna be partners–”

David looks at her in confusion. “Hold it! Who said anything about partners?”

Jack finally acknowledges David. “You owe me two bits, right? Okay, so I consider it an investment. We sell together, split 70-30, plus you get the benefit of observin' me -- no charge.”

“Sellin’ with Jack is the chance of a lifetime,” Crutchie chimes in. “You learn from him, you learn from the best.”

“If he's the best, then why does he need us?” David asks.

Jack rolls her eyes. “I don't need you, pal. But I ain't got a cute little brother to front for me. And Les here…,” she smiles down at Les who smiles back up. “With this kid's puss and my God-given talent, we can easy move a thousand papers a week. Whattaya say? Deal?”

Les looks up pleadingly but David still looks apprehensive.

“C’mon, Davey. My two bits come off the top, and we split everything 70-30.”

“50-50!” Les says. “You wouldn’t try to pull a fast one on a little kid, would ya?”

Jack looks down at him impressed. “Sixty-forty. Or I forget the whole t'ing.”

David reluctantly offers his hand. Jack spits in her palm and shakes. “Newsies, hit the streets,” she yells. “The sun is up, the headline stinks, and this kid ain’t getting’ any younger!”

The Newsies all start to split off. Les whoops as they move off and Jack is already playing mentor. “The name of the game is volume, Dave. You only took twenty papes. Why?”

“Bad headline?” David says.

“First t'ing you gotta learn: headlines don't sell papes, Newsies sell papes. We're what holds this town together. Without newsies, nobody knows nuttin'!” Jack leads David and Les through an open-air market crowded with carts and people. “Some newsies got corners, see–same spot, same customers. Me, I like to keep moving, enjoy the life of the big city. I spot an opportunity, I sell a pape. That's the advantage of being an independent businessman, instead of workin' for wages.”

David goes off, trying to sell his papers. “Paper. Paper. Trolley strike drags on!” He gets no takers as everyone walks away from him.

Jack laughs at him and snatches the paper. “Sing ‘em to sleep why dontcha? Extra! Extra! Terrified flight from burnin’ inferno! You heard the story right here!” Several people come up to buy a copy from her.

“What?” David asks. “Where’s that story?”

“Page nine–thank you, sir. 'Thousands flee in panic.”

David flips to page nine. “‘Trash fire near immigration building frightens seagulls?’”

Jack keeps selling. “'Terrified flight from flaming inferno!' Thank you, much obliged.”

“Our father taught us not to lie,” David complains.

Jack looks at him blankly. “Yeah? Mine taught me not to starve. So we both got an education.”

“You just make things up, like those headlines.”

“I don't do nothin' the guys who write this stuff don't do. It ain't lyin'. It's just improvin' the truth a little.”

Les comes running back, empty-handed. “Hey! I just sold my last paper!”

David grabs him. “Hold it–I smell beer.”

“The guy bet me I wouldn't drink some. Gave me a quarter for it too!”

“Hey, no drinkin' on the job,” Jack tells him with a smile, “it's bad for business. What if somebody called a cop or somethin'?” Les nods back in understanding.

David looks at the paper in his hand. “I still got one more.”

“Sell it or pay for it,” Jack tells him.

“Give it here,” Les snatches the paper and sidles up to a woman passing by, and puts the saddest look on his face. “Buy a paper from a poor orphan boy?” He coughs gently.

The woman looks at him sadly. “Oh, you dear thing. Of course, I’ll take a newspaper. Here’s a dime.” She hands him the coin in exchange for the paper and walks off.

Suddenly, they hear someone shouting nearby. Jack turns to see a police officer being directed towards them by Snyder the Spider, the man who runs the Refuge.

“There he is, officer,” Snyder says. “Do your duty!”

“Beat it–it’s the bulls!” Jack yells and she races off. David, confused, races after her, Les looks very worried as he runs with David. They pound down the alley, Snyder and the officer round the corner behind them.

Snyder shouts at them. “You, Sullivan! Stop, I say! You hear me, Sullivan?”

“Who’s Sullivan?” David asks.

“Mistaken identity,” Jack tells them. “All micks look alike to these birds!”

They clatter up several flights of stairs, Snyder and the officer clattering up below them, shouting, “You young miscreant! Wait'll I get you back to the Refuge!”

“The Refuge?” David says.

“Sleeper!” She yells and leaps over a sleeping man on the stairwell, and so do David and Les as they run out onto more sleepers; people living in makeshift shelters. Jack runs to a plank stretched between two buildings.

“I'm not crossing that!” David yells. “Anyway, I don't think they're chasing us–.”

Jack scoops up Les, who's loving it, and carries him across the plank. “No? What're they doin' then?”

“I think they're chasing you!”

Snyder and MacSwain huff out onto the roof. David, still uncertain, looks back at them, then runs across the plank. Jack calmly topples the plank to the street as the pursuers reach it, gasping for breath. She gives Snyder a little salute, then moves on to a rooftop exit.

They run out of a doorway onto the street. Jack stops and looks around carefully as if expecting Snyder to come bounding out of the sky. David is bursting with suspicion and starts to say something, but Jack shushes him, and leads them quickly, furtively to a side door, she opens it, waving David and Les inside. She follows, giving a quick look around before she closes the door.

[fiddler-sticks]

i saw u in the newsies ask game reblogs. so . 💜 and 🕺

💜 Favorite Rarepair? I already answered this in a different ask, but I said Ravey (Race x Davey) or Spralmer (Spot x Race x Albert x Elmer)

🕺 Favorite Dance Number? 92sies: Seize the Day Chorale Bway: Carrying the Banner