Extra! Extra! Newsies One-shots (ENGLISH Ver.)

ONE PLUS ONE, WE'RE TWO (Elmer)

- G'morning Y/N – Jack greets me, getting in line behind me.

- Good morning Jack, hi Crutchie!

- Good morning, Y/N! – He also gets in line, Elmer and Finch right behind him.

- You have a very interesting face, Wiesel, have you though bout getting in the movies? – I hear Albert, that's in front of me, talking to the distributor.

- Do you really think I can, boy? – the fat man stops smoking his cigar to ponder the suggestion.

- Just buy a ticket, they let anyone in! – Albert laughs, leaving his coins for a puff of smoke to the face and a pile of papes.

- Humpft! And for you, girl? How many?

-Hum... – I look at the coins in my hand. Today I got a quarter, but i don't know how many papes I can get with it.

- I don't have all day – He insists, so I put the coin on the table.

He stares me down, side-eyeing Oscar Delancey, as if signaling. – 40 papes for mutey

I take a step forward, looking down. Since the price of the papes went up from 50 to 60 cents per hundred, I have trouble counting. I was never good at maths, and I had to leave school to work as a Newsie, so...

Morris Delancey gives me the papes, I take them and stick'em in the cloth bag. As I am leaving, Elmer asks:

- How much did you give him, Y/N?

- A quarter... – I whisper. I know Elmer is great at maths, but I'm embarressed to ask for help... Not only he's intelligent, but also really cute.

- Hey, Wiesel, there's one less pape here

- Too late, Elmer, get lost – This time, Morris speaks.

- It was a quarter, Jack – Elmer tells his friend, who looked at us with questioning eyes.

- Wiesel, your watch dog speaks for ya? A quarter gets 41 papes

- To hell with it – Oscar laughs – If she can't talk nor count, she's not gonna sell anything

Jack almost soaked the cheater, but Wiesel held them both by their collars, biting on his cigar.

- Alright, alright, take the pape and get outta here, girl! – Handing it to Jack.

JAck came to me, still staring down the Delanceys angrily – There ya go, Y/N, it's fine

- Th-thank you... – I whisper. What shame! Now all the newsies know I can't count!

I run out the iron gates of the Distribution Center, I don't even know where I'm gonna sell today... I hope I don't find anyone on my way...

- Hey, Y/N, hold on! – It's Elmer's voice!

I face him, but look down, I don't know what to say.

- Are ya okay? I... Didn't wanna barge in... It's just that 40 papes exactly would cost 24 cents and... Ya know, I though it was weird...

- I'm okay, Elmer... Tha-thanks...

He rubs his nape, not satisfied with my anwser.

- Ya know... I'm gonna help Crutchie with this weeks balance... If ya want, ya can come with us

- Hum... I... Why Crutchie? – I try to dodge the issue.

- Cause he's having trouble organizing since the price of the papes changed... So is Romeo, but he said he's going on a date tonight

- A date? – I couldn't help grinning... Romeo thinks himself a womanizer, but girls are always turning him down and he don't realize it.

- Right? – Elmer's smile comes out after seeing me relaxing, even his eyes seem to sparkle – So? Are ya coming?