Newsies One Shots

George the XI

So, this whacky one shot was co-written by myself and Perice Jean in one of our PMs about how Race and Albert aren't the most responsible newsies out there. One thing lead to another and here we are. If you're a fan of Davey and ever find yourself on FFN, go take a look at her stuff, it's amazing. Just a little note, by this point in the timeline the Alblyn ship has sailed  (I'm SO close to finishing the one shot where they get together I promise!). As usual I must say that I don't own Newsies, only OCs and I hope you enjoy this!

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Modern AU

"And that's the last of the boxes," Race announced happily as he collapsed onto the bed with a sigh. The blonde boy looked around the small room that only had a desk, chair, bed frame, mattress, and a bunch of labeled boxes with who knows what. That's right, Race and Albert have officially graduated from high school and were now in college (surprisingly enough). Some of the other newsies, plus the girls had helped the boys move from the Lodging House to the door room. It was both a sad sight that the nightmare twins were moving out, but also nice because there wouldn't be as much trouble as there used to be. But that was also another sad part.

"It ain't the Lodge, but it'll due," Albert added with a smile on his face. "At least I won't have to deal with Elmer usin' me as a landin' pad anymore."

"And I won't have to deal with you snorin'," Elmer retorted. But secretly, he was sad inside because what was once a bedroom filled with four boys was now one. No more being bothered by Specs' reading lamp. Or Race's wake up call. Albert's annoying ways. It was all just Elmer now.

"Good luck dealin' with the new rugrats," Race teased with a smirk.

This of course made Elmer speechless. He had forgotten that little detail. With all the oldest boys moving onto college and soon enough they'd out grow the system that is foster care, it meant they didn't have to live at the Lodge anymore and new boys would soon enter the Lodge.

"Say what ya want Elm, but I'm gonna miss 'em suckers," Brooklyn said with a slightly saddened smile as she took Albert's hand into her own.

"Hey, I'm only a couple hours away doll face," Albert replied as he gave Brooklyn hand a tight squeeze.

"I'm perfectly fine with it if it means I don't have to see that anymore," Mush stated with the disapproving brother glare. Which of course earned himself a hard smack upside the head from Feister.

"Well I'm not," Romeo said with a little huff. "How the hell am I gonna survive high school?! You two were my ticket out of bein' fresh meat."

"UGH, stop makin' me feel old," Race groaned. He still couldn't believe his baby brother was going to be a freshman soon. What happened to the scrawny little boy that would always curl up by his side when things got scary? "Go back to middle school, will ya," he said while ruffling the younger boy's hair.

"Rome, if someone picks on ya, they got me to answer too," Feister said while punching her fist. To which Mush gently pushed down while saying, "Yeah...how bout a fist fight is the last resort."

"I still can't believe you two are - which reminds me!" Davey said before digging into his backpack and pulled out a little potted plant that had round leaves while saying, "Congratulations on getting into college instead of jail!" with a happy smile.

"Aww thanks Dave," Race said with a bright smile.

"Let's name it George!" Albert practically yelled. No one really questioned why the plant had a name, or more impotently why "George" of all things. But, then again, this is Albert after all, and Race agreeing didn't help either. And so, George the plant sat in the window sill, soaking in the sun as Race and Albert went about their college life.