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! And Runner! And Bricks!
A.N. WOOHOO! Nine more reviews and we'll reach 100! I knew I could count on you guys to raise the stakes! LoL! Thanks so much for all the support. I'm super happy that all of you are like, on the edge of your seats! It's great! Enjoy this chapter very much. Shout out time!
Doll Face: Heya, thanks so much for all your reviews! Were the past few chapters really that dramatic? Hee hee, I'm glad you thought so! Well, here's what happens next! Hope ya like it!
Candi Kane: Hahaha! Sorry for putting ya on a cliffhanger after you waited so long for an update. But ending chapters like that are just so fun; I couldn't resist! Hee hee!
Ashley: Yay, a new reviewer! LoL-unless you signed in under another name. Nonetheless, thanks for reading my story! Here's another chapter for ya!
NMChist: Another new reviewer? LoL! I can never tell 'cause sometimes people sign under their real names for some chapters and then under their pennames for others. But either way, thanks for reading my story and for reviewing it! I'm so happy that you're excited about reading more!
kirkin: Awww, lol! Were you really tired at school the next day? Beef jerky! Woohoo! I haven't had that in a long time now. Hahaha! Thanks so much for devoting so much time to reading my story! Hopefully, you'll enjoy this new addition just as much!
: Hmmm, ya didn't leave a name and I wasn't sure whether I should put 'anonymous' or not, so I just left it the way the review had it. LoL! Thanks for reading my story! Have lots of fun reading this new chapter!
lange: LoL! Your last review made me laugh so much! Exclamation points are fun, aren't they? Hahaha! Don't flip out, cause I have another chapter for you to deem the 'Best'! Though it's not as dramatic as 19, lol. Hope ya like it!
Gypsy: Mel Brooks is the man! I love Robin Hood! Hahaha! You didn't start school until the third?! Ugh, that is way too unfair! LoL! Well, hope ya like this chapter a whole lot and keep those insane reviews coming! Hee hee, I love 'em!
Chachi: I made your "awful day at work" one hundred times fifty times better? WOW, that means a lot to me! :tear, tear: LoL! Thanks for the really nice reviews; I hope the story won't have to cheer you up again! Bad days suck. Hee hee.
pecan: Heya, thanks for all the reviews and for even IMing me to tell me how much you loved the story! :Sigh: I feel so loved. LoL! Enjoy this next chapter!
Sweets: Ya know, I started on your story, but then my Browser started acting like a meanie when I submitted a review. But I'll come back and review some more! The chapters I read were cute so far! Thanks for reviewing my story!
Gemini Kelly: Calm down, Gem. LoL! Here's another chapter for ya so ya don't freak out on me! Hahaha! Have fun reading it!
Snuggles: Thanks for all the reviews! Heya, whatever happened to your story?! Don't end it there! I wanted to read more! :frowns: Well, I hope ya like this new chapter!
Brenna: Glad ya love the story! Thanks so much for the reviews! Enjoy this next chapter!
~AND NOW, THE FEATURE PRESENTATION~
Sugar and Spice and A Little Bit of Vice
Crow could barely breathe with ease when she had seen Spot hold a knife up to a newsie's throat. What had he been thinking? Was he pained so much by the events occurring over the past few days that he would be led to take someone's life? She remembered seeing the Brooklyn leader leave people he hated in near-death states after engaging in bloody fights with the bums that usually carried on for over ten minutes, but actually killing any of those people had never been an intention Spot had. He had never let his raging temper get the better of him.
Then again, hadn't he every right in this circumstance? After all, Blackjack had abused Phoenix and had killed Spot's child. That was enough to make any sane man crave for a murderous vengeance. Crow had weaved her way through the immense masses of bystanders at Medda's until she found a position near the front that gave her a good view of things. Spot had just broken Blackjack's wrists; she winced at the sight. Glancing about her, she had hoped to find mercy in someone's face, the remorseful expression of someone who wanted to stop the riot. But she had only met the cold stares of indifference.
No one would be able to keep Spot from killing Blackjack now. He had been enveloped in his deep-seated antipathy and there was no way to wash him clean of his hatred now that his boys were encouraging him with pitiless cheers. Crow saw Race ahead of her then and had made her way over to him, slipping her hand into his and sharing a look of fear with him as they continued to watch Spot. A newsie on her right whose name she did not know called out to the Brooklyn leader unexpectedly and urged him to gain some sense. Everyone nearly jumped back when Spot had turned on them, cursing the bold yet stupid newsie out in a frightening yell.
Crow squeezed Race's hand. She had lost all hope at this point. "We'se gots to stop him," she had whispered to Race. "He's ruining his life!"
"His life's already ruined," Race whispered back.
"Ya know that aint true! Phoenix still loves him and they's need tah get back together, but that aint gunna happen if he's off in jail!"
Race rolled his eyes. "Well, what do youse want me tah do about it?! Spot's about tah stab that knife into anyone who tries to talk him outta what he wants tah do!"
As much as she did not want to, Crow had to admit that he was right in that respect. Spot might even cut off a best friend's arm if they interfered with his escapade with murder. But would he even touch the woman he loved? That thought had not even surfaced until Crow saw the shimmer of Phoenix's hair moving steadily through the tight throngs around. At first, the girl blinked her eyes, thinking she was seeing things in all her misery, but there was no mistaking it! Phoenix was there, and she was standing right behind Spot now!
"Heya, get that goil outta there before Spot soaks her too," someone mumbled. However, Phoenix refused the hands that reached for her to pull her away from the fight. Instead of reveling in the help, she took one step closer to Spot, reached out a hesitant hand, and touched the Brooklyn leader as she would were she caressing his back.
It was as if time had frozen in place when Spot turned to face the one who dared bother him at such a precise moment. The air in the room was much too oppressive as it could be assumed that almost every mouth allowed a gasp of breath to enter through its lips. Eyes were wide open and bodies stilled by the sudden turn of events. What was Spot going to do? Many could devise guesses-most of which were dire-but no one in truth really knew.
"Phoenix...." Spot's voice was gentle, nearly a whisper, and surprisingly calm. The knife he had been holding in his hand now forgotten; it had fallen from his nerveless fingers seconds earlier.
Phoenix bent forward and retrieved the knife, walking past Spot with her eyes fixed on Blackjack, who was sprawled atop a table like a vivisected animal in a scientist's laboratory. She nodded at two Brooklyn newsies, motioning to them to pick the boy up and to hold him against the wall. They did so and waited for her next command.
Phoenix examined the knife in her hand and smirked, in the same devilish manner Spot had used, causing Blackjack to cringe in fear. She casually walked up to him, and in one swift movement, she brought the blade back and plunged it deep into the wall, less than an inch from the boys face. "Damn, I missed," she said sarcastically, making him aware with her eyes that she could have made the shot if she wanted to. "How 'bout I'se woik out a deal wid youse. Get the hell outta New Yawk, go far away tah a place I'se never even hoid of before, and stay there fer the rest of yer wretched life. Do that and I won't find the need tah use yer head as me jack-o-lantern next Halloween. However, if I even heah that youse is roaming around the state, I swear tah God I will rip ya tah shreds wid me own hands and feed yer woithless body parts tah the rabid dogs that run around Midtown."
Blackjack nodded in agreement. There was nothing more he wanted than to be hundreds, even thousands, of miles away from Spot Conlon and anyone who was acquainted with the Brooklyn leader.
Phoenix smirked again and turned away from him, focusing her attention on Spot now. He still wore an unreadable look, more so confused and bewildered than anything else, and she wondered whether he knew that all of his newsies were gazing at him in expectation. Wasn't it Spot Conlon who always called the shots? "I think we'se should talk in private." She tried to say it in a low tone, but most people heard anyways.
"Okay," Spot said slowly, almost incoherently. He gently took the girl's hand and led her away, the crowds parting to make a path for the couple. When the two had left Medda's, the newsies breathed a sigh of relief and the tension in the building lessened by a great volume.
* * * * *
"So ya came back." Spot knew it sounded rather ridiculous, but what else could he say? He had meant to find Phoenix and win her back, but when she found him instead, he was taken aback.
"Yea. Youse don't seem too glad tah see me, though." She was only being honest. She felt more like a lost hat that had finally turned up with the way Spot was acting. "I know that I'se was a terrible person when we argued the other day, but it broke me heart as much as it broke yours when I left!"
Spot stopped walking and turned so that they were looking into each other's eyes. "If there's anyone who should be sorry, it should be. I told youse I would always be at yer side tah protect ya, but I let youse down. I was supposed tah be there fer youse cause I love ya, Phoenix, but I wasn't, and I'se so sorry!"
"No, don't blame yourself," Phoenix said with sad eyes. "Youse aint always gunna be able tah protect me. There'll be times when we'se will have tah go separate ways. But that's alright, cause we'll love each other no matter what." She combed back a loose strand of hair that had fallen over Spot's crystal eyes and he welcomed the touch by resting his cheek into her palm.
"I missed youse after ya left. I didn't think I'se could go on without ya; things weren't the same. Youse gave me life music, but the past few days have been nothing more than empty beats." He wrapped his arms around her waist and hugged her tight. "I love ya so much; don't ever do sumthin like that tah me again!"
"I doubt I would want to," Phoenix replied, as she rested her head onto his shoulder. "I hate tah keep running away from me homes."
"So youse sayin yer home is wid me?"
Phoenix smiled. "They say that home is where the heart is, and youse stole me heart a long time ago." She kissed him with delicacy on the lips and brought him closer to her by clasping her hands behind his neck. "Spot Conlon, I love youse more than life itself."
"Oh, is that so?" Spot smirked, taking a kiss from her. "I love youse more than dreamers ever fathomed." Kissing her on the forehead, he sighed in content. "Let's go home, babe. Make up fer lost time."
"Yer sly, Conlon!" She nudged him away playfully. "If youse wanna have some fun, yer gunna have tah catch me foist!" Before he could object, she dashed away, giggling uncontrollably at Spot's humorous shouts of protest.
More To Come! I know it was somewhat short, but don't you love it nonetheless? Heya goils, we're only 9 more reviews away from 100! Let's keep those REVIEWS rolling. They are like, the greatest things in the world! I love REVIEWS! *muah* So all you have to do to make an author's day is SUBMIT A REVIEW! Youse can do it! Click that adorable button down yonder and send in some REVIEWS! Love ya all!
A.N. WOOHOO! Nine more reviews and we'll reach 100! I knew I could count on you guys to raise the stakes! LoL! Thanks so much for all the support. I'm super happy that all of you are like, on the edge of your seats! It's great! Enjoy this chapter very much. Shout out time!
Doll Face: Heya, thanks so much for all your reviews! Were the past few chapters really that dramatic? Hee hee, I'm glad you thought so! Well, here's what happens next! Hope ya like it!
Candi Kane: Hahaha! Sorry for putting ya on a cliffhanger after you waited so long for an update. But ending chapters like that are just so fun; I couldn't resist! Hee hee!
Ashley: Yay, a new reviewer! LoL-unless you signed in under another name. Nonetheless, thanks for reading my story! Here's another chapter for ya!
NMChist: Another new reviewer? LoL! I can never tell 'cause sometimes people sign under their real names for some chapters and then under their pennames for others. But either way, thanks for reading my story and for reviewing it! I'm so happy that you're excited about reading more!
kirkin: Awww, lol! Were you really tired at school the next day? Beef jerky! Woohoo! I haven't had that in a long time now. Hahaha! Thanks so much for devoting so much time to reading my story! Hopefully, you'll enjoy this new addition just as much!
: Hmmm, ya didn't leave a name and I wasn't sure whether I should put 'anonymous' or not, so I just left it the way the review had it. LoL! Thanks for reading my story! Have lots of fun reading this new chapter!
lange: LoL! Your last review made me laugh so much! Exclamation points are fun, aren't they? Hahaha! Don't flip out, cause I have another chapter for you to deem the 'Best'! Though it's not as dramatic as 19, lol. Hope ya like it!
Gypsy: Mel Brooks is the man! I love Robin Hood! Hahaha! You didn't start school until the third?! Ugh, that is way too unfair! LoL! Well, hope ya like this chapter a whole lot and keep those insane reviews coming! Hee hee, I love 'em!
Chachi: I made your "awful day at work" one hundred times fifty times better? WOW, that means a lot to me! :tear, tear: LoL! Thanks for the really nice reviews; I hope the story won't have to cheer you up again! Bad days suck. Hee hee.
pecan: Heya, thanks for all the reviews and for even IMing me to tell me how much you loved the story! :Sigh: I feel so loved. LoL! Enjoy this next chapter!
Sweets: Ya know, I started on your story, but then my Browser started acting like a meanie when I submitted a review. But I'll come back and review some more! The chapters I read were cute so far! Thanks for reviewing my story!
Gemini Kelly: Calm down, Gem. LoL! Here's another chapter for ya so ya don't freak out on me! Hahaha! Have fun reading it!
Snuggles: Thanks for all the reviews! Heya, whatever happened to your story?! Don't end it there! I wanted to read more! :frowns: Well, I hope ya like this new chapter!
Brenna: Glad ya love the story! Thanks so much for the reviews! Enjoy this next chapter!
~AND NOW, THE FEATURE PRESENTATION~
Sugar and Spice and A Little Bit of Vice
Crow could barely breathe with ease when she had seen Spot hold a knife up to a newsie's throat. What had he been thinking? Was he pained so much by the events occurring over the past few days that he would be led to take someone's life? She remembered seeing the Brooklyn leader leave people he hated in near-death states after engaging in bloody fights with the bums that usually carried on for over ten minutes, but actually killing any of those people had never been an intention Spot had. He had never let his raging temper get the better of him.
Then again, hadn't he every right in this circumstance? After all, Blackjack had abused Phoenix and had killed Spot's child. That was enough to make any sane man crave for a murderous vengeance. Crow had weaved her way through the immense masses of bystanders at Medda's until she found a position near the front that gave her a good view of things. Spot had just broken Blackjack's wrists; she winced at the sight. Glancing about her, she had hoped to find mercy in someone's face, the remorseful expression of someone who wanted to stop the riot. But she had only met the cold stares of indifference.
No one would be able to keep Spot from killing Blackjack now. He had been enveloped in his deep-seated antipathy and there was no way to wash him clean of his hatred now that his boys were encouraging him with pitiless cheers. Crow saw Race ahead of her then and had made her way over to him, slipping her hand into his and sharing a look of fear with him as they continued to watch Spot. A newsie on her right whose name she did not know called out to the Brooklyn leader unexpectedly and urged him to gain some sense. Everyone nearly jumped back when Spot had turned on them, cursing the bold yet stupid newsie out in a frightening yell.
Crow squeezed Race's hand. She had lost all hope at this point. "We'se gots to stop him," she had whispered to Race. "He's ruining his life!"
"His life's already ruined," Race whispered back.
"Ya know that aint true! Phoenix still loves him and they's need tah get back together, but that aint gunna happen if he's off in jail!"
Race rolled his eyes. "Well, what do youse want me tah do about it?! Spot's about tah stab that knife into anyone who tries to talk him outta what he wants tah do!"
As much as she did not want to, Crow had to admit that he was right in that respect. Spot might even cut off a best friend's arm if they interfered with his escapade with murder. But would he even touch the woman he loved? That thought had not even surfaced until Crow saw the shimmer of Phoenix's hair moving steadily through the tight throngs around. At first, the girl blinked her eyes, thinking she was seeing things in all her misery, but there was no mistaking it! Phoenix was there, and she was standing right behind Spot now!
"Heya, get that goil outta there before Spot soaks her too," someone mumbled. However, Phoenix refused the hands that reached for her to pull her away from the fight. Instead of reveling in the help, she took one step closer to Spot, reached out a hesitant hand, and touched the Brooklyn leader as she would were she caressing his back.
It was as if time had frozen in place when Spot turned to face the one who dared bother him at such a precise moment. The air in the room was much too oppressive as it could be assumed that almost every mouth allowed a gasp of breath to enter through its lips. Eyes were wide open and bodies stilled by the sudden turn of events. What was Spot going to do? Many could devise guesses-most of which were dire-but no one in truth really knew.
"Phoenix...." Spot's voice was gentle, nearly a whisper, and surprisingly calm. The knife he had been holding in his hand now forgotten; it had fallen from his nerveless fingers seconds earlier.
Phoenix bent forward and retrieved the knife, walking past Spot with her eyes fixed on Blackjack, who was sprawled atop a table like a vivisected animal in a scientist's laboratory. She nodded at two Brooklyn newsies, motioning to them to pick the boy up and to hold him against the wall. They did so and waited for her next command.
Phoenix examined the knife in her hand and smirked, in the same devilish manner Spot had used, causing Blackjack to cringe in fear. She casually walked up to him, and in one swift movement, she brought the blade back and plunged it deep into the wall, less than an inch from the boys face. "Damn, I missed," she said sarcastically, making him aware with her eyes that she could have made the shot if she wanted to. "How 'bout I'se woik out a deal wid youse. Get the hell outta New Yawk, go far away tah a place I'se never even hoid of before, and stay there fer the rest of yer wretched life. Do that and I won't find the need tah use yer head as me jack-o-lantern next Halloween. However, if I even heah that youse is roaming around the state, I swear tah God I will rip ya tah shreds wid me own hands and feed yer woithless body parts tah the rabid dogs that run around Midtown."
Blackjack nodded in agreement. There was nothing more he wanted than to be hundreds, even thousands, of miles away from Spot Conlon and anyone who was acquainted with the Brooklyn leader.
Phoenix smirked again and turned away from him, focusing her attention on Spot now. He still wore an unreadable look, more so confused and bewildered than anything else, and she wondered whether he knew that all of his newsies were gazing at him in expectation. Wasn't it Spot Conlon who always called the shots? "I think we'se should talk in private." She tried to say it in a low tone, but most people heard anyways.
"Okay," Spot said slowly, almost incoherently. He gently took the girl's hand and led her away, the crowds parting to make a path for the couple. When the two had left Medda's, the newsies breathed a sigh of relief and the tension in the building lessened by a great volume.
* * * * *
"So ya came back." Spot knew it sounded rather ridiculous, but what else could he say? He had meant to find Phoenix and win her back, but when she found him instead, he was taken aback.
"Yea. Youse don't seem too glad tah see me, though." She was only being honest. She felt more like a lost hat that had finally turned up with the way Spot was acting. "I know that I'se was a terrible person when we argued the other day, but it broke me heart as much as it broke yours when I left!"
Spot stopped walking and turned so that they were looking into each other's eyes. "If there's anyone who should be sorry, it should be. I told youse I would always be at yer side tah protect ya, but I let youse down. I was supposed tah be there fer youse cause I love ya, Phoenix, but I wasn't, and I'se so sorry!"
"No, don't blame yourself," Phoenix said with sad eyes. "Youse aint always gunna be able tah protect me. There'll be times when we'se will have tah go separate ways. But that's alright, cause we'll love each other no matter what." She combed back a loose strand of hair that had fallen over Spot's crystal eyes and he welcomed the touch by resting his cheek into her palm.
"I missed youse after ya left. I didn't think I'se could go on without ya; things weren't the same. Youse gave me life music, but the past few days have been nothing more than empty beats." He wrapped his arms around her waist and hugged her tight. "I love ya so much; don't ever do sumthin like that tah me again!"
"I doubt I would want to," Phoenix replied, as she rested her head onto his shoulder. "I hate tah keep running away from me homes."
"So youse sayin yer home is wid me?"
Phoenix smiled. "They say that home is where the heart is, and youse stole me heart a long time ago." She kissed him with delicacy on the lips and brought him closer to her by clasping her hands behind his neck. "Spot Conlon, I love youse more than life itself."
"Oh, is that so?" Spot smirked, taking a kiss from her. "I love youse more than dreamers ever fathomed." Kissing her on the forehead, he sighed in content. "Let's go home, babe. Make up fer lost time."
"Yer sly, Conlon!" She nudged him away playfully. "If youse wanna have some fun, yer gunna have tah catch me foist!" Before he could object, she dashed away, giggling uncontrollably at Spot's humorous shouts of protest.
More To Come! I know it was somewhat short, but don't you love it nonetheless? Heya goils, we're only 9 more reviews away from 100! Let's keep those REVIEWS rolling. They are like, the greatest things in the world! I love REVIEWS! *muah* So all you have to do to make an author's day is SUBMIT A REVIEW! Youse can do it! Click that adorable button down yonder and send in some REVIEWS! Love ya all!