Newsies Short Stories

Spralbert- Quack

It's was 3am and Albert and Spot were the only ones in bed. Race had got out because he was stressed and wanted to bake. Race didn't want to wake his boyfriends up but he made the mistake of putting his duck slippers on once he got downstairs. Whenever he took a step you heard a quack. Race was currently rushing all over the kitchen for ingredients and pots and pans.

Spot woke up and all he could hear was quacks. For a second or two he was very confused until he noticed Race wasn't in bed. He shook Albert who woke up whining.

"Albie, listen." Spot said, Albert listened and raised his eyebrow.

"Is that....Race? Is he in the kitchen." Albert asked moving his hair out of his face. Spot nodded.

The boy agreed to go down and check on him. They walked down the stairs and there he was baking something in the kitchen while mumbling Italian that didn't make any sense. Albert and Spot stood at the door frame laughing at the fact his slippers was making lots of quacks and Race was bouncing from one foot to the other.

"Sunshine, youse alright?" Albert asked walking over and wrapping his arms around the boy.

"Ise fine." Race mumbled baking fast.

"No youse ain't, Racer." Spot said coming over to join his boyfriends.

Race ignored them and carried on baking. It was a two man job to stop him from baking. Both the boys took one of his arms and made sure all the equipment was safe. They walked him over to the sofa. As always he sat in Albers lap with his feet on Spot.

"Talk to us, babydoll." Albert said kissing his head.

Race shook his head.

"Please, Racer." Spot said taking one of his hands.

"Just having a hard day." Race said burying his head into Alberts chest. His was always more affectionate with Albert and flirty with Spot. That's just how it was.

"What's happened?" Spot asked as Albert rubbed his back.

"Delancey's." Race mumbled. Spot joined the snuggle the other two was having. Race eyes started to drop.

"We can talk in the morning." Spot said motioning Albert to carry Race to bed.

A/N- idk where this was going. Yesterday was two months since I had 12 of my teeth removed including 3 top front teeth and I don't think I'll ever get over it