A Small detail
After months of talks, discussions and planning the wedding Tommy found out that the smith family, the leaders of the gang from Wigan, had left out one small detail. It would appear that his bride to be was a man. Tommy Shelby looked up as the young lad walked into the room. He wore a well cut dark grey suit and had a cap pulled low over his eye, eyes which Tommy would later find out were bright green and was bringing a cigarette to his mouth when he realised everyone was looking at him, well everyone apart from Arthur and John that was who were looking between the young lad and Tommy while trying to stifle their laughter.
“Lottie, take your hat off and sit down” one of the older Smith brothers said to the lad, he grunted as he moved over to the chair reaching up for his cap as he did to bring it off
“Lottie? What kind of a name is Lottie for a lad?” John asked before choking on his toothpick as they saw the cap being removed and long red hair sliding down to frame the face they could see now was clearly a woman’s
“It’s short for Charlotte” She snapped as she took a drag on the cigarette and throwing her cap on the table
“Why are you dressed as a man?” Arthur snorted
“Dad didn’t want a daughter and it’s better for business” She replied glaring at her older brothers
“So you dress as a man” Tommy struck a match to light his now smoke
“Only for business I do wear dresses” She reached for the class of whisky in front of her
“Lottie” Her brother warned
“What Chris?” she muttered downing the measure that was there before getting the bottle and pouring another
“Behave” a different brother spoke this time if Tommy remembered rightly he was called James
“I’m behaving” She shot a dark look to her kin before offering the Shelby’s a smirk
“Does that mean you do have tits?” John asked leaning back only to cause all people in the room to pull their guns out and point them at each other Lottie pointing hers at John.
“Leave my sister’s tits out of this” A different brother snarled
“It’s a valid point” Arthur spat back
“My tits have nothing to do with this, does this mean you have a dick?” Lottie glared
“Everyone put their guns down” Tommy snapped
“Fine just let me shoot this little bastard in the arm first” Lottie aimed before she was knocked to the floor by Tommy to stop her shooting his brother
“Don’t worry, Lottie would patch him up after, she learned that as a nurse in France” David The oldest brother sat down pulling the 3 other brothers with him after he put his gun away
“You were in France?” Arthur asked looking at the small face poking over Tommy’s shoulder
“Yeah, they wouldn’t let me join once they realised I’m a woman” Lottie struggled out from under Tommy
“So, now that’s over with shall we carry on with the wedding talks?” David asked pouring Tommy another glass of whisky when he returned to his seat
“I’d be delighted to” Tommy smirked at his bride to be over the glass before draining it