One-Shots!

Newsies: Sisters are annoying and inconvenient

A/n: This is kinda a modern AU, but there are still newsies? I don't know, just go with it. Sorry I used the name Annette twice I changed it in the other one shot.

Disclaimer: I have never been to or near New York so the distance and directions are probably incorrect.

"Whatever happened to your sisters" Spot and Race were sitting on the couch in their tiny apartment, Race sitting between Spot's legs reading a book and Spot was mindlessly playing with Race's hair while scrolling through his phone. The thought had randomly occurred to him, they had been friends for years and Spot had met Race's sisters a few times. Race was the oldest and had always been extremely protective of his sisters, Mia was barely a year younger, and Annette was nine years younger than Race. Spot figured it must be a little hard for Race to never see them.

Race sat up and closed his book "I don't really know, Mia sent me a letter when she went off to college, I think she's somewhere in California. But that was the last I heard" He turned around so he was facing Spot and tangled their fingers together "Annette must be fourteen or fifteen years old now"

"Do you miss them?" Spot asked. He knew how close Race was to his sisters before he moved out. Race hadn't exactly moved out under the best circumstances, he had been seventeen and he hadn't exactly left on the best terms, his parents were homophobic and they weren't thrilled when Race came out as bi. They kicked him out and he moved in with Spot.

Race shrugged "Kinda, but for all I know Annette wouldn't even talk to me anymore" Race tried to make it sound like a joke, but the thought did worry him. Annette had been eight when he left and if he had to guess his parents had blacklisted him and probably made sure Annette would never come near him again. Spot looked like he wanted to say something but Race spoke before he could "Let's watch a movie" He suggested, attempting to smile. He picked up a random VHS tape and put it in the player. Spot didn't say anything and pulled Race into a hug when he got back to the couch. They spent the rest of the night watching movies and cuddling on the couch.

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"Why do you want to take me to a park?" Spot had asked three times and Race still refused to answer.

"Wait and see" Race pulled Spot arm to try to get him to go faster.

Spot stopped walking "Wait I want to buy a paper" Spot and Race were both too old to sell papers, but they tried to buy from newsies whenever they could.

"It can't wait until after?" Race asked. He loved supporting the younger newsies but he also really wanted to go to the park

"NEWSPAPERS RIGHT HERE, SERIAL KILLER SPOTTED IN DOWNTOWN MANHATTAN!" A voice rang out from around the corner. Race and Spot turned just in time to see a man in a suit walk off with a paper.

"Is that.." Spot trailed off. The newsie was a girl, they could only see her back but it was obvious, she was even wearing a skirt. It wasn't uncommon for girls to sell papers, but most of them dressed like boys. Smalls had explained to Race once that it was easier and safer to dress as a boy to sell papers. This newsie clearly wasn't having that problem. she had long brown hair braided down her back and a blue newsie cap. She was wearing a light blue dress with a black belt and boots.

Race nodded slowly "Definitely, we should tell Smalls and Sniper. A newsies selling as a girl"

"She's good too" A mother had walked up trailing a little boy, the girl talked to them for a little bit, even bending down to talk to the little boy and had managed to sell them a paper for a nickel. "Now I definitely want a paper" Spot was impressed. He had seen a lot of newsies sell and this girl was probably one of the best, something about her selling style seemed familiar, but he couldn't figure out why.