Sprints walked up to the Horace Greeley statue just in time to hear Jack yell out frustrated, "Hey, who we kiddin' here? Spot was right. Is it just a game to you guys?" The guys let out indistinct chatter of protest.

Sprints walked over to them, "Heya Sprints." Jack remarked too upset to ask what Spot had wanted with her.

"Heya Jack," she replied with a solemn smile.

"Now is the time to seize the day." David hugged Les to him briefly before letting him continue his wooden sword fight with Snipeshooter. "Stare down the odds and seize the day." They heard David start to explain rhythmically. "Minute by minute that's how you win it. We will find a way," David walked over to Crutchy and helped him stand to his feet. "But let us seize the day~"

"Courage cannot erase our fear. Courage is when we face our fear. Tell those with power safe in their tower, we will not obey!" By now Sprints had made her way over to where David was standing and he was smiling down at her in thanks. She smiled back up at him.

Jack walked over to join them, and began to speak, "Behold the brave battalion that stands side by side, too few in numbers, and too proud hide. Then say to the others who did now follow through:" Sprints saw that he was about to go off in an angry rant and decided to cut him off.

Putting on her "Guy voice" she cut Jack off by saying, "You're still our brothers and we will fight for you." Jack looked over at her with an expression that said he was glad someone was still upbeat about the strike and confident that the others would join them soon.

"Now is the time to seize the day," She, Jack, and David sang out. "Stare down the odds and seize the day."

"Once we've begun," The newsies joined in, "if we stand as one, someday becomes somehow, and a prayer becomes a vow."

"And the strike starts right~ damn~ now!" Jack declared.

Everyone was now smiling brightly, and David belted out, "Now is the time to seize the day!"

"Now is the time to seize the day!" Sprints and the newsies echoed.

"Answer the call and don't delay!" David exclaimed.

"Answer the call and don't delay!" the newsies and Sprints echoed.

"Wrongs will be righted," they all sang in unison, "If we're united! Let us seize the day!"

"Now let 'em hear it loud and clear!" Jack exclaimed.

"Now let 'em hear it loud and clear!" the newsies and Sprints echoed.

"Like it or not we're drawin' near!" Jack belted.

"Like it or not we're drawin' near!" Sprints and the newsies echoed.

"Proud and defiant we'll slay the giant!" Jack, David, Sprints and the rest of the newsies proudly declared. "Judgement day is here!

"Houston to Harlem, look what's begun! One for all and all for one~"

The newsies danced around and goofed off as the Distribution Center began to open up again for the afternoon addition. When the workers who work the gate area came out the newsies stood in front of the gate and finished their battle cry of sorts, "Now is the time to seize the day! They're gonna see there's hell to pay! Nothing can break us! No one can make us quite before we're done! One for all and all for– One for all and all for– One for all and all for one!"

"Yeah!" David exclaimed pumping his fists into the air.

The circulation bell rang out piercing the through the air around them. "Anybody hear dat?" Jack exclaimed.

"No!" the newsies exclaimed in reply.

"So what we gonna do about it?"

"Soak 'em!" The newsies yelled out.

The gates opened and the boys that weren't a part of the lodging house ran up to the counter. Jack and the group stormed into the area and stood on the end where the boys walked off the platform that led to the counter. Jack stared at the boy who had just bought his papers, and things like, "You a newsie or what?" "Are you with us?" and "What da hell do ya think ya doin'!" were called out from the crowd of newsies that stood behind her, David, Jack, Race, and Kid Blink.

The first boy who was comin' off threw down his papes and shook hands with Jack before running to the back of the group. Many of the boys followed, until Shifty came up.

Shifty had always been a problem. He didn't respect Jack as a leader, and he didn't respect most of the boys in the Lodging House as people. So it wasn't surprising that he was defying Jack and the rest of the newsies.

"Are you a newsie or what?" Bumlets snapped from the crowd. Shifty tried to shove pass Race and David, but Race shoved him back.

"Fellas, fellas," David called out trying to stop them.

Shifty then tried to shove past Sprints and Kid Blink, and Kid Blink shoved him back. "Blink!" David called out.

Shifty turned back to facing Jack, "Now, Jack," David began, "Just don't–" Jack ignored David and shoved Shifty's papes to the ground. Shifty bent down to retrieve them, but instead of grabbing them he brought his elbow up and nailed Jack in the gut. That's when everything went crazy.

There was shouting, cheering, and laughing as the boys ran around tearing up papes and tossing the shredded papes into the air. Rotten tomatoes were being thrown at the windows of the distribution counter obviously aimed at Weasel and the Delanceys. Sprints watched as Jack climbed up to the window above the shutters and started making faces while pressing his face to the window.

Sprints turned around and watched as a group of boys tipped over the trolley that held them all. Once all the stacks of bundles of papes were knocked over, Snipeshooter, Les, and Boots began tearing at the papes. Sprints worried her bottom lip and looked around for David. He was standing off to the side looking worried too. She and David made eye contact briefly, and shared a worried glance before Sprints turned to look at the boys who were dancing around and chanting like they were Indians.

Then she heard the whistle. Her eyes grew wide, and she turned back to look at David. She made a gesture for him to go and tell Jack while she took care of some of the other kids. "Scram you guys!" she yelled out, "It's da bulls! Beat it! It's da bulls!" she exclaimed and then grabbed Les by the scruff of his shirt and dragged him towards the exit, following the crowd of newsies that were booking it out of there.

She let go of Les when she knew he was safe and was running off with the others until she heard Race yell, "Crutchy, scram!" She turned back to see the police on their horses blocking off the gate as an exit for him, and Oscar and Morris came up behind him.

She stopped and began to book it back to the gate. "Sprints, no!" she heard the voice of Denton yell, but it didn't register.

"Crutchy!" She exclaimed when the Delanceys kicked his crutch out from under him. Tears began to fill her eyes when she heard his pleas for them to leave him alone, "Let me go!" she shrieked at the top of her lungs wrestling against Denton's grip. "I have to help him!" She cried out struggling harder and harder against the, surprisingly, strong grip of the newspaper writer. He began to drag her away from the scene when Oscar and Morris, dragging Crutchy, disappeared behind a corner into an alley near the Distribution Center. "No!" She screamed in sobs.

She felt Denton pull her into a safe alley way. When they stopped walking he turned her around to face him and she began to struggle again. "Sprints, there's nothing you can do!" he yelled over her cries for her to let her go so she could go help her friend. In her struggle she knocked off her hat, and when that happened her struggles stopped and Denton's grip went slack.

There was a long silence as they stood there. Sprints was looking down at her feet while Denton studied her. "You eva gonna say somethin'?" She asked.

"Is that why you don't talk very much?" Denton asked. Sprints nodded the affirmative.

"I oughtta head back to da lodgin' house to check on the rest of da guys," She muttered, reaching for her hat.

"You sure about that?" Denton asked her.

"Why wouldn't I be?" she snapped.

"Well, you're face is covered in tear tracks, which are much more visible since they're goin' through the dirt on your face, and I don't think the guys are gonna understand why you were cryin', seein' as, if I've assumed correctly, most of them think you're a boy."

Sprints sighed in defeat, knowing he was right. "Where else am I supposed to go, though?" she asked.

"Come on," He told her. "You can stay at my place until you calm down."

"You sure?"

"Positive," he told her before he headed out into the street again with her following.


A/N: Song used in this chapter: "Seize the Day" from Newsies- Broadway Cast edition