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Spot crawled out of bed at 4:30 in the morning before all the newsies were up.  He was used to it.  He pulled some trousers on over his long underwear and then pulled a blue shirt over his head.  He smushed his cap onto his head, snapped his red suspenders on and last but most important grabbed his cane.  Spot rushed past all the mumbling newsies and proceeded out of the lodging house.  He was heading for Brooklyn.

He arrived in Brooklyn at around 6 am.  His expected his newsies to being taking their morning swim as he had always made them do, a newsie had to be in peak physical condition and he prided his newsies in being the best.  When he looked towards the dock he was surprised to find that the water was completely calm there were no young boys kicking and splashing in the water.  He walked towards his lodging house, not performing his usual strut down the street it just didn't seem like the right moment.  He quietly crept into the lodging house and walked into a room full of sleeping boys.  He almost started yelling at them to wake up and then Spot realized why he was here again.  As he walked across the room as stealthily as possible he heard a startled voice.

"Who the hells is you!!" said a half-whispering newsie.  Spot easily recognized this newsie, he was one of his favorites, and Dreamer was his name on account he was the only newsie who ever thought of his life outside of newsie-dome.

"Calm the hell down it's me, Spot, and why are you guys sleeping anyways," said Spot.

"Blinker made a new rule that we have to sleep until 7 and if anyone disturbs his sleep they get toilet duty for a week."

"Since when do you listen to Blinker?"

"Well he said he was in charge and you were on a leave of absence"

"Leave of absence my ass, do people like having Blinker as leader"

"Well yea, I mean he is a little less strict then you, and he is so high energy, he makes you listen to him"

"You better watch it Dreamer.  Anyways has he changed any other rules?"

"Well no, but he made his second in command Criss-Cross"

"What? I thought Blinker hated him?"

"Blinker said you hated him"

"Well I do but c'mon the guys more a crip then a newsie.  The only reason we let him in was so he could be a double agent.  He is a rough guy, has he hurt you guys."

"Not yet, that's not to say there haven't been threats though"

"What is up with Blinker, MY GOD!!" Spot suddenly shouted.

"Shhhhh or you will…………." Dreamer let in a huge gulp and pointed to behind Spot's head.  Before Spot could understand the message he felt the sharp prick of a knife in his neck.

"What are you doing here Spotty boy," said Blinker menacingly.

"I'm just checkin up on me newsies, got a problem with that," I replied boldly.  I felt the knife dig slightly deeper into my neck.

"Ya I do Spot considering they're my newsies now.  And unless you get your sorry ass out of Brooklyn pronto there is going to be a problem, a big problem."  He dug the knife deeper until I was about to moan in pain.  With a flick of the wrist the knife was out of my neck and a small design was planted on my neck (I soon found out the shape was that of an eye).

"Get out of Brooklyn now Spot………NOW!"

The Manhattan newsies were eating at Tibby's when a dumbfounded Spot made his way over.

"Jack, he took over, Blinker took over Brooklyn," said Spot hoarsely.

"Are you fucking serious, I never thought I'd see the day," said Race, for once saying something that wasn't meant to be sarcastic.

"Blinker won't let me stay in Brooklyn.  I have a feeling he has newsies on watch making sure I'm not loitering on the streets of Brooklyn."

"Spot I don't know what to tell you.  If you need a place to stay you know you can stay with us," said Jack.

"You're playing with me right?"

"No way Spot."

"You actually think I would stay with you Jack.  I'm the leader of Brooklyn and you think I'm going to board with the Manhattan newsies.  No offense boys but I'd rather sleep on the streets (which I may end up doing he thought).  Its not that I don't like you its just I got a little bit a pride ya know?"

"O yea we know," said Race back to his usual sarcastic remarks.  Spot returned this comment with a menacing look, Race just backed up a little bit everyone was used to Spot's threats.

"Well boys I better off to find meself a place to sleep, who knows how long it will take," said Spot.  And he just walked out of Tibby's.  Jack was worried for his friend; he wasn't sure how long he would last on the streets.

Hee hee I hope you like this chappy.  Well im off to Ecuador in a few days so I won't be posting over vacation.  I'm hoping to update my Muppets story once before I leave though.  HAPPY NEW YEAR!!