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Chapter Ten
*Dey Don't Know*
Before Spot could finish his thought there came the sound of someone knocking on his door.
Grumbling, Spot lumbered over to the door and opened it saying, "Do youse know what time it is? What da hell do youse want dis oily in da mornin'?!"
Tops grinned sheepishly at him, "Cowboy's heah ta see youse," he said.
Spot nodded and shut the door, emerging a few moments later fully dressed with his cane and slingshot. He went downstairs and found Jack, Blink, and Angel talking quietly.
"What are youse doin in Brooklyn wakin' me up dis oily, Jack?" Spot said angrily, glaring at Jack.
"Youse gotta come with us ta get Jade," Angel interjected before Jack could answer.
Spot looked exasperated, "How many times do Ise have ta tell ya? It ain't my fault dat Jade left. Ise is done with dis whole ting, so just go get 'er yoahself."
"We can't," Jack explained, "None of da Manhattan boys 'ave evah been to Da Bronx's lodging house, 'cause Ise tell my boys ta stay away from dere."
"Fine," Spot said, "Ise'll get hawk an' 'e can show youse where it is, okay?"
Angel shook her head. Spot could feel his temper slowly slipping. What was her problem?! Why did he have to go?!
"What's wrong with Hawk?" Spot demanded.
This time Jack finally managed to get a word in edgewise, "'Cause Da bronx an' Manhattan ain't on da best of toims at da moment an' Ise don't wanna go ovah dere unless Ise is shoah dat dere won't be any trouble. If yoah dere den dey won't mess with us."
Spot sighed, "Fine," he said, finally giving in, "But not now, Ise gotta sell taday. Ise'll come ovah ta Manhattan sometime tonight aftah Ise is done, okay?'
Jack nodded, and him, Angel, and Blink all walked out of the lodging house toward Manhattan.
"What makes dem tink dat she'll come? Dey don't even know da real reason she left," Spot mumbled to himself after they were gone.
Chapter Ten
*Dey Don't Know*
Before Spot could finish his thought there came the sound of someone knocking on his door.
Grumbling, Spot lumbered over to the door and opened it saying, "Do youse know what time it is? What da hell do youse want dis oily in da mornin'?!"
Tops grinned sheepishly at him, "Cowboy's heah ta see youse," he said.
Spot nodded and shut the door, emerging a few moments later fully dressed with his cane and slingshot. He went downstairs and found Jack, Blink, and Angel talking quietly.
"What are youse doin in Brooklyn wakin' me up dis oily, Jack?" Spot said angrily, glaring at Jack.
"Youse gotta come with us ta get Jade," Angel interjected before Jack could answer.
Spot looked exasperated, "How many times do Ise have ta tell ya? It ain't my fault dat Jade left. Ise is done with dis whole ting, so just go get 'er yoahself."
"We can't," Jack explained, "None of da Manhattan boys 'ave evah been to Da Bronx's lodging house, 'cause Ise tell my boys ta stay away from dere."
"Fine," Spot said, "Ise'll get hawk an' 'e can show youse where it is, okay?"
Angel shook her head. Spot could feel his temper slowly slipping. What was her problem?! Why did he have to go?!
"What's wrong with Hawk?" Spot demanded.
This time Jack finally managed to get a word in edgewise, "'Cause Da bronx an' Manhattan ain't on da best of toims at da moment an' Ise don't wanna go ovah dere unless Ise is shoah dat dere won't be any trouble. If yoah dere den dey won't mess with us."
Spot sighed, "Fine," he said, finally giving in, "But not now, Ise gotta sell taday. Ise'll come ovah ta Manhattan sometime tonight aftah Ise is done, okay?'
Jack nodded, and him, Angel, and Blink all walked out of the lodging house toward Manhattan.
"What makes dem tink dat she'll come? Dey don't even know da real reason she left," Spot mumbled to himself after they were gone.