Author's Note: Read and enjoyyyy
Disclaimer: I do not own Newsies, or any newsie from the movie.
Prologue
It was only fitting that the weather be so horrible on the day Bait Mayfair appeared. There was lightning streaking across the sky, followed by booming thunder, and although there was only a light sprinkling, the dark clouds above promised there'd be more to come.
Spot Conlon was not the newsboy to discover the beaten down, ragged girl on Brooklyn's doorstep. Rather, it was a younger boy, still possessing innocence and pity, who helped Bait into the main room, sitting her down at a table before searching out the leader.
Raising an eyebrow and hooking his thumbs on the belt loops of his pants, Spot took in the hunched over girl at his table. He nodded down at the younger boy in a way of dismissal, watching as he scampered out of the room and listening to the boy's footfalls as he ascended the stairs. Once positive there'd be no eavesdropping, Spot spoke. "Ya haven't got a cent," he accurately guessed, sighing and debating over what to do.
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As Spot was mulling over his options, an overly determined leader in Queens was pacing in his room, hoping that his little birdie would be able to weasel her way into Brooklyn's tightly-knit sovereign.
Author's Note: Thus concludes one of the shortest things ever...let me know if you're interested; this is a test to see whether I should continue to write DAB. Thanks!
