Disclaimer: I don't own the Newsies. I only own Sunshine Sullivan, Fiddle
and Malice.
"Psst...Racetrack, aint that some of Spot's boys?" asked Mush.
Racetrack Higgins, one of the most feared and respected newsies in
all of Manhattan stood up. Sure enough standing in front of Irving
Hall, talking to some Manhattan newsgirls was Malice Jackson and
Fiddle O'hare.
"Yeah" said Racetrack.
"What da hell are dey doin here?" asked Kid Blink.
"I dunno" hissed Racetrack "Why don't we go ask 'em?"
Malice whispered something into the ear of Ribbons Miller and laughed
as she giggled in return.
"Hey Malice" whispered Fiddle nervously "here comes Racetrack"
Malice laughed, Higgins was nothing more than Jack Kelly's right hand
man.
"Don't be so nervous all the time" said Malice slapping his best
friend on the back.
"Girls, don't ya have some boyfriends of ya own?" asked Racetrack
shooting the girls dirty looks "More worthy of ya time?"
"Heya boys" said Malice "Whats rollin?"
"What's rollin?" said Mush "How many times do we gots ta tell ya
Brooklyn scum ta stay on ya side of da bridge?"
"I dunno." said Fiddle "how many times has it been Malice?"
Malice laughed and shrugged.
"Bout five or six"
Racetrack punched Malice hard across the face.
"Well that wasn't very nice" said Malice returning the punch.
Soon Smirks, who was Spot Conlon's best friend and second in command
of the Brooklyn newsies came up to the brawling group.
"Higgins!" she yelled "Git da hell of mah boys"
"When hell freezes ova ya whore" he yelled in return.
Smirks sighed and kicked Racetrack hard in the stomach. then she
looked at the bruised Fiddle and Malice.
"Lets go you two" she said "Spot's gonna kill all of us, if we don't
git back soon"
Emma Sullivan looked up at her older brother and shook her head.
"I don't need ya ta constantly look afta me" she sighed.
"Now Em, its too dangerous fer ya ta be out by yaself" said Jack
Kelly ruffling his sister long hair affectionately "Not wit Spot's
boys bein seen all ova town"
Emma looked over at Jack's girlfriend Stress for help.
"Sorry Em" she replied "Fer once I agree. Spot and his boys are
dangerous"
Emma shook her head, ever since she had returned to Manhattan all she
ver heard about was how dangerous Spot Conlon was.
"Hey!" yelled El Dorado "Ya comin?"
"Yeah El, I'm on mah way"
Spot Conlon sighed as he spotted Smirks helping Malice bring Fiddle
to him. He hopped of his box and walked over.
"What happened?" he asked.
"It was Higgins" said Smirks "a course it din't help dat dese two
were flirtin wit some a da Manhattan whores"
"Malice, how many times do I gotta tell ya ta stay away from dose
goils?" asked Spot.
"Sorry Spot"
"Its all right" he said patting the boy on the shoulder " take Fiddle
back to the LH and git him patched up"
Spot turned and stared out into the ocean.
"Sumptin da matta?" asked Smirks.
"I guess I'se jus sick of fightin wit Kelly and his boys all da time"
Smirks looked at her friend.
"We do what we gotta do ta survive" she said.
"I know" he said Sadly "I guess i jus wish dere was sumptin more."
"Psst...Racetrack, aint that some of Spot's boys?" asked Mush.
Racetrack Higgins, one of the most feared and respected newsies in
all of Manhattan stood up. Sure enough standing in front of Irving
Hall, talking to some Manhattan newsgirls was Malice Jackson and
Fiddle O'hare.
"Yeah" said Racetrack.
"What da hell are dey doin here?" asked Kid Blink.
"I dunno" hissed Racetrack "Why don't we go ask 'em?"
Malice whispered something into the ear of Ribbons Miller and laughed
as she giggled in return.
"Hey Malice" whispered Fiddle nervously "here comes Racetrack"
Malice laughed, Higgins was nothing more than Jack Kelly's right hand
man.
"Don't be so nervous all the time" said Malice slapping his best
friend on the back.
"Girls, don't ya have some boyfriends of ya own?" asked Racetrack
shooting the girls dirty looks "More worthy of ya time?"
"Heya boys" said Malice "Whats rollin?"
"What's rollin?" said Mush "How many times do we gots ta tell ya
Brooklyn scum ta stay on ya side of da bridge?"
"I dunno." said Fiddle "how many times has it been Malice?"
Malice laughed and shrugged.
"Bout five or six"
Racetrack punched Malice hard across the face.
"Well that wasn't very nice" said Malice returning the punch.
Soon Smirks, who was Spot Conlon's best friend and second in command
of the Brooklyn newsies came up to the brawling group.
"Higgins!" she yelled "Git da hell of mah boys"
"When hell freezes ova ya whore" he yelled in return.
Smirks sighed and kicked Racetrack hard in the stomach. then she
looked at the bruised Fiddle and Malice.
"Lets go you two" she said "Spot's gonna kill all of us, if we don't
git back soon"
Emma Sullivan looked up at her older brother and shook her head.
"I don't need ya ta constantly look afta me" she sighed.
"Now Em, its too dangerous fer ya ta be out by yaself" said Jack
Kelly ruffling his sister long hair affectionately "Not wit Spot's
boys bein seen all ova town"
Emma looked over at Jack's girlfriend Stress for help.
"Sorry Em" she replied "Fer once I agree. Spot and his boys are
dangerous"
Emma shook her head, ever since she had returned to Manhattan all she
ver heard about was how dangerous Spot Conlon was.
"Hey!" yelled El Dorado "Ya comin?"
"Yeah El, I'm on mah way"
Spot Conlon sighed as he spotted Smirks helping Malice bring Fiddle
to him. He hopped of his box and walked over.
"What happened?" he asked.
"It was Higgins" said Smirks "a course it din't help dat dese two
were flirtin wit some a da Manhattan whores"
"Malice, how many times do I gotta tell ya ta stay away from dose
goils?" asked Spot.
"Sorry Spot"
"Its all right" he said patting the boy on the shoulder " take Fiddle
back to the LH and git him patched up"
Spot turned and stared out into the ocean.
"Sumptin da matta?" asked Smirks.
"I guess I'se jus sick of fightin wit Kelly and his boys all da time"
Smirks looked at her friend.
"We do what we gotta do ta survive" she said.
"I know" he said Sadly "I guess i jus wish dere was sumptin more."