I do not own Newsies. Trinket and Knots own themselves.

Trinket skipped down the hallway and paused at a bunkroom door. She knocked on it.

"Come in." a voice from inside the room replied.

"Hey spot." She said cheerfully as she went inside.

Spot was sitting in an arm chair across the room, looking out a big window.

"Heya Trink." He said as she kissed his lips and then sat down next to him.

"Hey did you hear that Jack and Knots are gonna have a baby?" She said excitedly, with a huge smile on her face.

"Yea I heard. Jack told me." He said monotonously

"well aren't you excited for them!?"

Spot clicked his tongue. "Not really. I feel bad for the kid."

"Ha ha. Very funny Spot." Trinket said, thinking he was joking.

Spot sighed. "I'm serious Trinket. How could they be so irresponsible??"

"What are you talking about??"

His face began to turn a bit red. "Think about it Trink. They're just two poor street rats that live day to day and dime to dime. They don't have any stability and they don't have good lives. Their kid is set to have a life just like theirs. If the kid grows up, I mean if he even makes it that long, he's gonna turn out to be a street rat too."

Trinket stood up silently and turned to the window. She was so shocked she didn't know what to say. She turned back to Spot angrily, and slapped him hard across the face.

"Spot Conlon what the hell is wrong with you!? Ever since you got hurt you've been moping around here expectin everyone to feel sorry for you!"

Spot tried to stand up and protest, but Trinket merely pushed him down and yelled at him to shut up.

"You haven't sold, you haven't gone outside, for god sake's you haven't even hardly walked! You're a stupid, selfish, bum and now you've said the most horrible things about our best friends. They've done nothing but care for you! They gave up all their money so that you could eat!!"

Trinket was about to cry, she was so outraged.

"What the hell is wrong with you? The pitty train stops here Spot! If you don't get your shit together and return to normal by tomorrow…then…..then…I'm having jack make you leave."

She stood there just staring at Spot, who had been coldly looking out the window the whole time. His face as stern and solemn as a statue.

With an angry scream Trinket left the bunkroom, slamming the door hard behind her.

Sorry it' so short! Another Chapter is not far behind!!