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The contest held by Pegasus M is taking place as we speak! Please go, nominate, and vote for me if you like me or my stories as much as your reviews say!: pegm(dot)webs(dot)com Thanks!

Newsies Taken Thus Far: Crutchy, Snoddy, Snitch, Skittery, Specs, Dutchy

Remember! I want your newsie name, not a 'Sue-name. I know there was some confusion so I just wanted to make that clear.

Thanks to all who reviewed!

Sunshine Conlon- Welcome back!

Mayarin- That is very, very sweet of you.

LucyOfNarnia- Haha, I actually wasn't thinking of any of that stuff! That's so funny! Awesome job catching that Princess Bride quote!

FlySpecks- *Pats FlySpecks on the back* It's okay. I don't hate you even though you didn't get the quotes. I'll forgive you in time. ;P It seriously is okay, though. But if I throw a "Newsies" quote in there, it still counts! Be on the lookout!

Killer Bananas- Yes, yes, by all means, hide Tumbler! I don't want HIM falling in love! =O Well, if and when you get an account, tell me, and I'll say hi. :D

Those Who Won Points:

Killer Bananas- 17 points

LucyOfNarnia-29 points

*Note: I must say, I am confused. None of you got that "Newsies" quote! Spot said, "I say that what you say is what I say" and you guys didn't catch it! *Horrified face*

Continued from last chapter...

HORIBOL was one of those rare cases where Spot found her instead of the Manhattan newsies.

"hoo liek r u. ur liek teh most gorgus gurl i evr saw" Spot inquired. This particular 'Sue was so powerful that he only had to look at her to fall under her evil spell!

"Helena Ophelia Rosamond Iris Belliana Opal Lavinia" She recited promptly, and Spot came back to himself for a brief five seconds at the stupidly long name. "That is by far the stupidest-" But his five seconds were up.

"helena opehlia rosmnd irs bliliana opal lavidna, u must cum 2 my liek teh login hous" He proclaimed.

"i cant wak" She said, pulling her "i'm-a-damsol-in-destriss-&-im-abwt-2-faint" look.

"u meen u cant wak & all tese pepol r just pasing by1/1/" Spot was horrified, although it wouldn't have shocked him if he hadn't been under her spell; he passed by many girls in his day. "thts liek sooooooo taotly hribol11"

"yea it is" Sniffled HORIBOL.

"wel" Spot said, smirking as he got down to carry her, "nevr feer, booklyn is heer"

"omg thts leik soooo hott1" HORIBOL giggled, forgetting for moment (because of his hott-ness) that she was supposed to be fainting. Remembering, she fell back on the street, and Spot gasped, "teh-teh-teh- she fantd11" He was utterly shocked.

"no1" He got down on his knees. "speek 2 me1 wak up1 4 my sak11"

Finally he had the bright idea of taking her to his Lodging House. He scooped her up and carried her back, muttering promises of lifelong love all the while.

When they got to the Lodging House, nobody was there, so Spot took her up to his room and laid her on his bed.

When she awoke, Spot was beside the bed, holding her hand (how disgusting and creepy is that?). She turned large, sapphire-amber-purple-golden-violet-green eyes on to him in confusion and said weakly, "were liek am i/"

"u r in my loging howse in my rom" He told her tenderly.

"omg thts leik sooooooooo inaproprit111" She squealed in excitement (for once I agree with her).

"yea i gess it is" Spot agreed without any apparent concern. Suddenly their eyes caught.

Spot stood and moved closer.

"omg hes liek gonna kiss me11" HORIBOL squealed.

He did. You don't want to hear about it. Seriously.

"omg plz cn i wer ur cloths" She asked. "i hav 2 liek pretnd 2 b a boy b/c" She hesitated and frowned. She couldn't remember why for a second. "umm b/c gurls cant be newsies11" She finished triumphantly.

"um ok" Spot complied. But for some reason, they didn't cut her long, flaming-red, gorgeous tresses. They stuffed her hair into her hat, and don't even ask me how that much hair even stayed her that small of a hat, let alone didn't make her look absolutely rediculous.

Then they went downstairs, and for some reason, the Lodging House (or "teh login howse", as HORIBOL says) was now full of boys. They were drinking, smoking, and gambling for all they were worth. (Which, trust me, was a lot more than what Spot or HORIBOL was.)

"guys" Spot yelled, stomping his cane on the ground. "lisen up1 ths is Knives hes new"

A tall, handsome newsie sauntered up to Spot and HORIBOL. "Why are you introducing us to him? You've never introduced new newsies before." Then he started. "Wha- why am I here, anyway?" It was Snoddy. "I- I don't belong here! I'm from Manhattan!"

"well snoddy deerst" HORIBOL tittered, "i ran owt of OCs & i thot noone wud notis u cuz ur a miinr karacter"

Snoddy's eyes widened in hurt. "I-I'm just a minor character?" He turned his head aside so they wouldn't see the tears of hurt forming in his gorgeous dark eyes.

"I can't believe that they would treat someone so cruelly!" They heard someone say. They looked up to behold- a girl newsie!

"Fly, at your service," she bowed and continued, "Snoddy, come over here right now!"

Snoddy obeyed promptly. "Hey, can I sell with you today?" He asked shyly.

"Yeah!" Said Fly. "Let's leave these stupid people to fend for themselves."

So they left. As they were leaving, another newsboy stood on a table and cried, "I'm from Manhattan too! Don't tell me I'm just a minor character!" It was Snitch.

"You're not!" Another person, a girl, stood on the table next to him. It was Acorn. "Snitch, I have held it in this long, but my silence will kill me. I suck my thumb, too! I think you're manly for doing it!"

"Really?" Snitch beamed.

"Yes, really." Acorn and Snitch embraced.

HORIBOL, meanwhile was giving everyone the Look of Doom. "thts IT1111111" She screamed finally. "owt! evry1" She looked as though she were about to murder everyone. (Especially me.)

Snitch and Acorn managed to get away without being killed by HORIBOL, and are now living comfortably two houses down from Fly and Snoddy on a street in New York.

To be continued...