So, yeah this was a spur of the moment thing. I just felt the need to write a one-shot, and so here it is! Also, this is a really fun way to look at the Newsies (mostly Manhattan, but Spot is included in the mix!). I really enjoyed writing this, and I hope you enjoy it as well! Buon divertimento!

Disclaimer: I only wish I owned these guys (though none of them are mentioned)... I don't own anything you reocgnize. So don't sue me... please?

Thanks!


Knights of the Round Table

They were all like knights; warriors of deep devotion, fighters for things they loved.

There was nothing more important to them than their purpose. Their purpose to fight was stronger than any force in the world. Whether love, or life, or friendship.

Through many wars, and trails, and temptations, they have stayed together, forever, like an unspoken union.

"We're a union, just by sayin' so."

They never question another's reason. They just stand by, letting them fight their own fight.

But they are loyal.

And they are fierce.

They are a family.

They are like the Knights of the Round Table; a force not to be trifled with.

Do not step into their path.

"On the grounds of Brooklyn, your honor."

They could never forget the day another broke. But they were there, picking up the pieces and placing them back where they should go.

Even though they are too naïve to admit, they are there for each other. Hard, like armor on the inside, but on the inside, they are soft, and caring.

They are like brothers.

Knights of the Round Table in the form of kids.

They are underdogs.

Beggars.

Yet soldiers.

They are newsies.

"Even though we've changed and we're all finding our own place in the world, we all know that when the tears fall or the smile spreads across our face, we'll come to each other because no matter where this crazy world takes us, nothing will ever change so much to the point where we're not all still friends."


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