Life With the Newsies- One Shots- OPEN to OCs

The Lost Newsie

A/N: And here we have yet another Newsies X Peter Pan crossover oneshot. This all started with me thinking Mush would look cute in a sailor's outfit (and don't worry that's gonna be in here) and then I got back into Peter Pan and realized that it was summer and that a Peter Pan x Newsie crossover oneshot would be fun to write. I really should just write a whole book in this AU but I have so many books going on. Lol. Maybe someday though. So, this is dedicated to anyone who responded on my message board when I put something out about this awhile back. Enjoy!! Also, this is post-strike and OCs (Runner_Weirdo's Falcon, BeckyMerari1909's Katie, 23gatkins's Pups and heythatsmycigar18's Aly) are in.

Elley Kelly trudges back into the Lodging House after a long day of selling newspapers. Trudging into the tiny room that she stays in, she throws open the window to get some fresh air. The fire escape glistens in the setting sun as she looks out the window at the city and the little back alley behind the Lodging House.

"Maps!!" a voice shouts from the upstairs somewhere. Elley starts running in that direction at the sound of her Newsie name. Several boys are hurrying about the bunkroom when she enters. Blink approaches her through the midst of the chaos.

"If your brother would be hiding a love letter where would it...?" he starts to ask.

"Oh for pity's sake," Elley says with an eye roll before retreating back to her room.

"Wait?! No seriously! We need to know," Race protests at her leaving. He grabs onto her sleeve as she tries to leave, eliciting a sigh from the younger girl. "We can't find him and nobody knows where he's gone."

"Well," Elley says, "I'm not my brother's keeper." She crosses her arms moodily. The humidity almost feels worse up here and she really just wants to go get some sleep. Usually she doesn't mind hanging out with the boys but today it's a struggle.

"Ya gotta help us," Blink begs, "The Delanceys were...."

"They were what?" Elley prompts, her attention only half on the boys. She had seen the little spectacle earlier today and wasn't really too worried about Jack and Davey.

"Threatenin Jack n Davey earlier today," Albert finishes as he comes closer, "Nobody's seen either one of em since. What were ya doin while we were buyin papes? You were right there."

"I was watchin em," she replies moodily, "And I'm sure they'se fine but it's Race's call. Him bein second in command and all that."

"Oh yeah. Like he's gonna have a good idea," Skittery comments from across the room.

"Nobody asked you, Skits," Albert snaps in reply and Elley starts to move towards the stairs again.

"I'm gonna go lay down. One of you bummahs, come get me if ya need me," Elley answers in a tired tone of voice. The boys all exchange looks at her retreating form.

"Ells!" her brother's voice wakes her from her slumber a couple of hours later.

"Wha? Ah!" Elley gasps as she falls right out of the bed. Apparently she had rolled to the edge while she was sleeping. "Jack!" she breathes out excitedly, leaping up to hug him, "the boys and I missed ya." She pulls back slightly when she notices the black eye on Jack's face. "What happened?" 

"The Delanceys. Davey got to show me how good he was at street fightin," Jack answers with a slight laugh, "They look worse than we do. Don't worry."