DISCALIMER: Yada, yada, yada. Newsies belong to Disney. Phoenix, Salsa, and
Clue belong to me, though! Muah ha! Oh, and so does Crow! And Doctor
Reynald too! And Blackjack too!
A.N. Wow! There were so many reviews and it made me really happy! You guys are great!!! I'm sooo excited that you all love this story so much. I hope I don't go and ruin it now. lol! Welp, have fun reading this new chapter! The SMUT has returned; if you're offended by it, just skip over the applicable parts. If you're not, enjoy! Hee hee!
Sugar and Spice and A Little Bit of Vice
"Spot?"
Spot yawned and turned on his side, rubbing his eyes with the back of his hands. He and Phoenix had decided to sleep in this morning to spend some time with each other. "Yea babe?"
"I don't wanna be fat."
Spot laughed and leaned over to kiss his girlfriend. "Would youse rather the infamous leadah of Brooklyn walk around wid an inflated stomach?"
Phoenix thought about it for a moment. "That would be kinda interestin." She pinched his nose and stuck her tongue out at him. "The least youse can do is deliver the baby. I'se gunna have tah mother it fer a few years after."
"Sorry, sweety. I would love tah help youse, but nature don't woik that way." He swung his feet around the side of the bed and arose.
"Wheah are ya going?"
"I gots tah meet up wid Flame from the Bronx tah talk about some problems he's been havin wid the leadah of Queens. He wants tah see whether we can woik sumthin out wid the bums." Spot pulled a blue shirt over his head and continued to dress.
"But ya said youse were gunna be wid me all day!"
Spot sighed. "Phoenix, this is really important."
"Oh, of coise," she retorted, "and I'm not?" She held his gaze until he groaned and disappeared into the washroom. When he came back with his face washed and hair combed, Phoenix was sitting in bed with a mad pout. He tried to ignore her as he slid his cane through a belt loop and placed his cane in his back pocket. "Couldn't ya see Flame another day? Ya already promised me youse were gunna stay heah all day."
"No, this is serious. And I knows I promised ya but I forgot I already had sumthin planned. We can just spend tomorrow together, okay?"
Phoenix shook her head childishly. "THIS is serious too! In the time we'se been goin out, we'se probably only spent a few hours wid each other. Spot, I just wanna be wid youse." She looked down sadly. Seconds later, her eyes brightened with excitement. "Oh, I could come wid ya!"
Spot was already shaking his head before she could finish the sentence. "Yer not coming because we may have tah soak some scabs today and I don't want youse getting hoit."
"FINE!" she exclaimed. "I guess we just won't do anything at all! Don't expect me tah stay up tonight waitin fer youse either!"
"What's that supposed tah mean?" Spot sat down on the corner of the bed to ties his shoes.
Phoenix bent forward and brought her lips to his ear. Her breath was cool and it gave Spot butterflies in his stomach. "It means youse aint gettin any." She winked at his indignant face and retreated back under the covers of the bed.
"That aint right, goil!" he said, trying to pull the blankets off of her. "I have rights, ya know!"
"So do I! I just want a little quality time, is that too much to ask fer?"
Spot seemed to be uncertain about what he should do. He did not have to be bribed with sex to stay with Phoenix for he had wanted to stay home with her all along. But as leader of his borough, he had other duties to attend to. "All right, I'se gunna woik out a deal wid youse. I'll spend the morning and night wid ya, but I'se gunna have tah go to this meeting durin the afternoon. I'll try tah cut it short, but I don't know how long it might take."
Phoenix bent her head to the side to think it over. She knew Spot was really trying so she agreed. "Well then, youse still gots a few hours before ya have tah leave in that case."
"What do ya suggest we do?" Spot smirked.
"Oh, I had alotta things in mind." She grabbed him by the collar of his shirt and yanked him onto the bed where she pinned him down roughly. "Ya shouldn't have gotten dressed so early in the day." Spot shrugged with an innocent look and she grinned. However, the Brooklyn leader had been shed of his clothes in less than a minute by the agile hands of Phoenix-who teased him in every which way she could during the whole process. Just as Spot expected her to lower herself onto him, she instead leaned over and kissed his chest, sliding her tongue over his stomach and past his navel.
The Brooklyn leader's eyes went wide when the girl kept going farther down. Upon feeling the warmth of Phoenix's mouth engulf him, a loud moan escaped from his mouth and he threw his head back on a pillow to steady himself.
I shoah is glad I decided tah stay, he thought in pleasure.
* * * * *
Clue banged her head against one of the walls of the girls' bunkroom four times before she threw herself on her bed to wallow in her own self- pity. Yesterday at Tibby's, when she had asked Jack whether he had indeed been a player in his past, yet had done it in quite a blunt manner. Infuriated by her concern over what he used to be rather than what he was now, he left the table wordlessly and exited the restaurant in obvious anger. She felt completely terrible about it all. Why couldn't she just be like Phoenix, who had not cared what Crow said about Spot's past? Clue combed her hair behind her ears and frowned.
What was she going to do now? She should have never brought the subject up! Things had been going so well between the two of them, but she had to go and destroy it all. "Maybe I'se should try talkin tah him again....or maybe I should just let it blow over." As she was pondering aloud, someone entered the room. It was Jack.
"I just wanted tah say that I don't see what me past has tah do wid our relationship. Why should it mattah how I was a few months ago if youse love me for who I am now?"
"I don't know," Clue shrugged. "I guess I'se just scared of gettin hoit."
"Well don't blame me fer ya low self-esteem!"
Clue gasped. "How could youse say that tah me! I ask youse sumthin about yer life and ya insult me fer havin a low self-esteem? That's not fair!"
"Well life aint fair, sweety," Jack threw back. "And if youse is so unsure about everything revolving around us, then maybe we'se shouldn't be together!"
"Well fine!" Not wanting to sound weak, she spat out the first words that came to her mind. Naturally, they were the words she had not meant to say.
Jack was startled that she agreed at first, but his pride was too strong to reconsider what he had suggested. "Fine!"
"Fine!"
The tears were already rolling down Clue's cheeks as she heard Jack storm down the staircase into the main room.
* * * * *
Phoenix drummed her fingertips on the headboard of Spot's bed as she waited for the Brooklyn leader to return to her. Dusk had settled over two hours ago and she was quite upset that Spot had not arrived at the Brooklyn lodging house yet. "He better had not forgotten!" She stretched her thin body over the length of the mattress and thought about the child she would be having in nine months. She could not believe she was going to be a mother! It excited her and scared her at the same time.
"Heya honey, I'se home!" Phoenix looked up and smiled at Spot walking through the door. She jumped to her feet and tackled him down to the floor in a hug, covering his face with kisses. "Whoa, did youse miss me that much?"
"Of coise," she laughed. When they stood to their feet, Spot wrapped his arms around her waist and squeezed her tight so that they were right up against each other.
"So how was yer day?" he asked, kissing her nose delicately.
"It was pretty nifty, but I had rather been wid youse. I never had the time tah make good friends wid any newsies from around heah so I'se usually on me own." That was a given fact. When Phoenix had moved to New York from Texas at the age of ten, she kept to herself and always stood inside. After being turned to the streets at fourteen, she had only been involved in short-lived friendships; her companions were either killed in gang fights that had ruled Midtown long ago or had moved on to better lifestyles. Phoenix was no more than a roaming tumbleweed, and vowed to never get involved with anyone for the rest of her life for fear that she would only lose them. However, Spot simply had to be an exception to that pledge.
Spot kissed her hard, licking her lips but then pulling away before she could respond as a tease. "Don't worry. Tomorrow we'se gots the whole day tah ourselves and I'se gunna make it a day ya won't forget. Youse can be shoah of-"
A knock interrupted his words. "Go away!" Phoenix called out, but the knock only returned. Spot rolled his eyes and headed to answer the door with Phoenix holding onto his arm. The Brooklyn leader swung it open and nearly shouted a "what?" He was met by the silent stare of Crow.
"What are youse doin heah?" Phoenix glared at the girl with all her intimidation. She tried to push Spot aside, but he stayed his ground and instead pushed her behind him.
"Spot, I need tah talk tah youse," Crow said dully. "It'll only take a few minutes, but it needs tah be in private."
"Whatever youse gots tah say tah Spot, youse can say in front of me," Phoenix said, still in an attempt to get pass Spot.
"It aint any of yer business."
"Anything that's me man's business, is me business too!"
Spot ran his fingers through his hair and tried to remain calm. "Would ya both just shut up fer like, one minute?!" Turning to his girlfriend he said, "Nuthin's gunna happen, Phoenix. Lemme just talk tah her fer a bit, okay?"
Phoenix looked as if she wanted to utter a million insults at that moment, but she was not in the mood to get into any more fights. She only shoved Spot away from her and stormed out of the room.
"Sorry," Crow said softly. "I didn't mean tah stir up any trouble."
"Youse coulda fooled me." Spot motioned for the girl to come into his room. "So what did ya wanna say?"
Crow leaned against a wall and made her speech quick. "I'se really sorry fer the way I acted at Tibby's yesterday. It was immature and stupid. I shouldn't have been actin jealous, but what can I'se say? Yer a charmin bastard and everyone loves ya. But from now on, I'se gunna be happy fer youse and Phoenix, and I hope ya both have an easy life."
"Oh, well, thanks. That means a lot tah me, Crow. I'se glad we'se have yer blessings." He hugged her then and smirked. "I knews youse would come around."
"Yea. Ya better get back tah Phoenix now before she gives ya the cold shoulder." Crow walked out of the room in high spirits. She passed by Phoenix who was waiting in the hall and smiled, though she simply received a scowl in return.
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A.N. Wow! There were so many reviews and it made me really happy! You guys are great!!! I'm sooo excited that you all love this story so much. I hope I don't go and ruin it now. lol! Welp, have fun reading this new chapter! The SMUT has returned; if you're offended by it, just skip over the applicable parts. If you're not, enjoy! Hee hee!
Sugar and Spice and A Little Bit of Vice
"Spot?"
Spot yawned and turned on his side, rubbing his eyes with the back of his hands. He and Phoenix had decided to sleep in this morning to spend some time with each other. "Yea babe?"
"I don't wanna be fat."
Spot laughed and leaned over to kiss his girlfriend. "Would youse rather the infamous leadah of Brooklyn walk around wid an inflated stomach?"
Phoenix thought about it for a moment. "That would be kinda interestin." She pinched his nose and stuck her tongue out at him. "The least youse can do is deliver the baby. I'se gunna have tah mother it fer a few years after."
"Sorry, sweety. I would love tah help youse, but nature don't woik that way." He swung his feet around the side of the bed and arose.
"Wheah are ya going?"
"I gots tah meet up wid Flame from the Bronx tah talk about some problems he's been havin wid the leadah of Queens. He wants tah see whether we can woik sumthin out wid the bums." Spot pulled a blue shirt over his head and continued to dress.
"But ya said youse were gunna be wid me all day!"
Spot sighed. "Phoenix, this is really important."
"Oh, of coise," she retorted, "and I'm not?" She held his gaze until he groaned and disappeared into the washroom. When he came back with his face washed and hair combed, Phoenix was sitting in bed with a mad pout. He tried to ignore her as he slid his cane through a belt loop and placed his cane in his back pocket. "Couldn't ya see Flame another day? Ya already promised me youse were gunna stay heah all day."
"No, this is serious. And I knows I promised ya but I forgot I already had sumthin planned. We can just spend tomorrow together, okay?"
Phoenix shook her head childishly. "THIS is serious too! In the time we'se been goin out, we'se probably only spent a few hours wid each other. Spot, I just wanna be wid youse." She looked down sadly. Seconds later, her eyes brightened with excitement. "Oh, I could come wid ya!"
Spot was already shaking his head before she could finish the sentence. "Yer not coming because we may have tah soak some scabs today and I don't want youse getting hoit."
"FINE!" she exclaimed. "I guess we just won't do anything at all! Don't expect me tah stay up tonight waitin fer youse either!"
"What's that supposed tah mean?" Spot sat down on the corner of the bed to ties his shoes.
Phoenix bent forward and brought her lips to his ear. Her breath was cool and it gave Spot butterflies in his stomach. "It means youse aint gettin any." She winked at his indignant face and retreated back under the covers of the bed.
"That aint right, goil!" he said, trying to pull the blankets off of her. "I have rights, ya know!"
"So do I! I just want a little quality time, is that too much to ask fer?"
Spot seemed to be uncertain about what he should do. He did not have to be bribed with sex to stay with Phoenix for he had wanted to stay home with her all along. But as leader of his borough, he had other duties to attend to. "All right, I'se gunna woik out a deal wid youse. I'll spend the morning and night wid ya, but I'se gunna have tah go to this meeting durin the afternoon. I'll try tah cut it short, but I don't know how long it might take."
Phoenix bent her head to the side to think it over. She knew Spot was really trying so she agreed. "Well then, youse still gots a few hours before ya have tah leave in that case."
"What do ya suggest we do?" Spot smirked.
"Oh, I had alotta things in mind." She grabbed him by the collar of his shirt and yanked him onto the bed where she pinned him down roughly. "Ya shouldn't have gotten dressed so early in the day." Spot shrugged with an innocent look and she grinned. However, the Brooklyn leader had been shed of his clothes in less than a minute by the agile hands of Phoenix-who teased him in every which way she could during the whole process. Just as Spot expected her to lower herself onto him, she instead leaned over and kissed his chest, sliding her tongue over his stomach and past his navel.
The Brooklyn leader's eyes went wide when the girl kept going farther down. Upon feeling the warmth of Phoenix's mouth engulf him, a loud moan escaped from his mouth and he threw his head back on a pillow to steady himself.
I shoah is glad I decided tah stay, he thought in pleasure.
* * * * *
Clue banged her head against one of the walls of the girls' bunkroom four times before she threw herself on her bed to wallow in her own self- pity. Yesterday at Tibby's, when she had asked Jack whether he had indeed been a player in his past, yet had done it in quite a blunt manner. Infuriated by her concern over what he used to be rather than what he was now, he left the table wordlessly and exited the restaurant in obvious anger. She felt completely terrible about it all. Why couldn't she just be like Phoenix, who had not cared what Crow said about Spot's past? Clue combed her hair behind her ears and frowned.
What was she going to do now? She should have never brought the subject up! Things had been going so well between the two of them, but she had to go and destroy it all. "Maybe I'se should try talkin tah him again....or maybe I should just let it blow over." As she was pondering aloud, someone entered the room. It was Jack.
"I just wanted tah say that I don't see what me past has tah do wid our relationship. Why should it mattah how I was a few months ago if youse love me for who I am now?"
"I don't know," Clue shrugged. "I guess I'se just scared of gettin hoit."
"Well don't blame me fer ya low self-esteem!"
Clue gasped. "How could youse say that tah me! I ask youse sumthin about yer life and ya insult me fer havin a low self-esteem? That's not fair!"
"Well life aint fair, sweety," Jack threw back. "And if youse is so unsure about everything revolving around us, then maybe we'se shouldn't be together!"
"Well fine!" Not wanting to sound weak, she spat out the first words that came to her mind. Naturally, they were the words she had not meant to say.
Jack was startled that she agreed at first, but his pride was too strong to reconsider what he had suggested. "Fine!"
"Fine!"
The tears were already rolling down Clue's cheeks as she heard Jack storm down the staircase into the main room.
* * * * *
Phoenix drummed her fingertips on the headboard of Spot's bed as she waited for the Brooklyn leader to return to her. Dusk had settled over two hours ago and she was quite upset that Spot had not arrived at the Brooklyn lodging house yet. "He better had not forgotten!" She stretched her thin body over the length of the mattress and thought about the child she would be having in nine months. She could not believe she was going to be a mother! It excited her and scared her at the same time.
"Heya honey, I'se home!" Phoenix looked up and smiled at Spot walking through the door. She jumped to her feet and tackled him down to the floor in a hug, covering his face with kisses. "Whoa, did youse miss me that much?"
"Of coise," she laughed. When they stood to their feet, Spot wrapped his arms around her waist and squeezed her tight so that they were right up against each other.
"So how was yer day?" he asked, kissing her nose delicately.
"It was pretty nifty, but I had rather been wid youse. I never had the time tah make good friends wid any newsies from around heah so I'se usually on me own." That was a given fact. When Phoenix had moved to New York from Texas at the age of ten, she kept to herself and always stood inside. After being turned to the streets at fourteen, she had only been involved in short-lived friendships; her companions were either killed in gang fights that had ruled Midtown long ago or had moved on to better lifestyles. Phoenix was no more than a roaming tumbleweed, and vowed to never get involved with anyone for the rest of her life for fear that she would only lose them. However, Spot simply had to be an exception to that pledge.
Spot kissed her hard, licking her lips but then pulling away before she could respond as a tease. "Don't worry. Tomorrow we'se gots the whole day tah ourselves and I'se gunna make it a day ya won't forget. Youse can be shoah of-"
A knock interrupted his words. "Go away!" Phoenix called out, but the knock only returned. Spot rolled his eyes and headed to answer the door with Phoenix holding onto his arm. The Brooklyn leader swung it open and nearly shouted a "what?" He was met by the silent stare of Crow.
"What are youse doin heah?" Phoenix glared at the girl with all her intimidation. She tried to push Spot aside, but he stayed his ground and instead pushed her behind him.
"Spot, I need tah talk tah youse," Crow said dully. "It'll only take a few minutes, but it needs tah be in private."
"Whatever youse gots tah say tah Spot, youse can say in front of me," Phoenix said, still in an attempt to get pass Spot.
"It aint any of yer business."
"Anything that's me man's business, is me business too!"
Spot ran his fingers through his hair and tried to remain calm. "Would ya both just shut up fer like, one minute?!" Turning to his girlfriend he said, "Nuthin's gunna happen, Phoenix. Lemme just talk tah her fer a bit, okay?"
Phoenix looked as if she wanted to utter a million insults at that moment, but she was not in the mood to get into any more fights. She only shoved Spot away from her and stormed out of the room.
"Sorry," Crow said softly. "I didn't mean tah stir up any trouble."
"Youse coulda fooled me." Spot motioned for the girl to come into his room. "So what did ya wanna say?"
Crow leaned against a wall and made her speech quick. "I'se really sorry fer the way I acted at Tibby's yesterday. It was immature and stupid. I shouldn't have been actin jealous, but what can I'se say? Yer a charmin bastard and everyone loves ya. But from now on, I'se gunna be happy fer youse and Phoenix, and I hope ya both have an easy life."
"Oh, well, thanks. That means a lot tah me, Crow. I'se glad we'se have yer blessings." He hugged her then and smirked. "I knews youse would come around."
"Yea. Ya better get back tah Phoenix now before she gives ya the cold shoulder." Crow walked out of the room in high spirits. She passed by Phoenix who was waiting in the hall and smiled, though she simply received a scowl in return.
More To Come!!! Yay, another chapter has passed!!! Ya know what that means, right? REVIEW TIME HAS COME!!! WOOOOOOOHOOOOOOOO! Now you guys were real good about REVIEWING the last few chapters. Let's keep up the good work, ay? REVIEW REVIEW REVIEW!!! Pretty pretty pretty pretty pretty please? I LOVE REVIEWS, I am obsessed with them. So all youse gots to do is click SUBMIT REVIEW right down yonder, and send all your funny and sweet comments! YEEEEHAW! I love ya all!