The Spectacular Extravaganza of Many Whacky Things by LucyofNarnia

Disclaimer: I don't own anything from the film Newsies.

Note: This my friends, is my own possibly pathetic attempt at a humor fic. If you know me, I usually stick to drama and adventure. I don't know how long this story will get to be, it depends on the inspiration. So I hope you will enjoy, and let me know what you think, and what I need to improve. Have a Specatacular day!

Is Spot Crazy?

"I think I'm seein' things," Spot Conlon muttered; fixing his eyes on the little girl dancing around in a frilly, hot pink dress on HIS lawn. The boy covered his face with his hands, while giving an uncharacteristic whimper. He heard a giggle from beneath him, and peaked between two fingers to see the pink clad child in front of him, smiling and poking his leg. Spot proceeded to be even more out of character by falling back on his porch steps with high, surprisingly girly shriek. As soon as he had recovered his wits, he did the only the he could in this situation- unhooked his trusty cane, and gave the creature a sound hit on the head. Now, normally, Spot Conlon wouldn't think of hitting a girl, especially little, or pretty ones. But strange apparitions= those were different, and he had hit this one with gusto. Hitting stuff was always the answer, it made your problems go away. Including the problems of imaginary people. The boy watched in satisfaction as the child fell to the ground, looking dazed, then beginning to cry.
Spot's smile faded when he realized the so called "apparition" hadn't disappeared.
"Oh man, oh man," he muttered, leaning over to pick up the sobbing girl. Her gaze was so deadly, it just made him feel worse. She promptly socked him in the nose.
"Why-you little-" he closed his mouth with a loud, SMACK! "I desoived that." The little girl nodded, and continued to stare at him. Spot could hardly take her intense look. "OKAY!" he yelled, "I'm sorry," he finished in a whisper. The girl nodded, then planted a kiss on his reddened nose, before scampering off to play. Spot scratched his head. "Oh!" he moaned. "Man, I'm so loony."
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"Blink," he asked later, eating a MLT (Mutton, lettuce, and tomato) sandwich in Tibby's Diner. "Do ya think I've lost me marbles?"
Kid Blink's mouth dropped open, his one good eye widening. "You serious?" he questioned, his voice coming out strangled. (He was actually trying to hold in a laugh.) Now, Blink found himself liking the idea of Spot being crazy- it gave him something to talk about with his pals.
"Serious as a heart attack," Spot said calmly, his face not betraying his warring emotions.
Kid Blink's mouth dropped open again. "Wow. Dat's pretty serious.." Spot nodded, feeling oh-so-sorry for himself. "Why don't ya tell me about it?" Kid Blink prodded, obviously not caring about Spot's tender state of mind.

The Brooklyn leader felt like glaring, but decided that in his current condition, it would make him seem even more insane. "Well," he said slowly, eying Blink's overly excited face distrustfully. "Last night I'm pretty sure I saw a dog wave at me, and dis mornin', dere was a girl in a really pink dress playin on my lawn." He left out what else had happened, deciding he would lose points for whacking a kid – stupid quck reflexes!

Blink nodded, his face terribly grave. "Yup. Definitely crazy."

Note: Looking for a good 'humor' story? Try 'And That's Mary Sue', written by Austra