I would just like to thank those who actually took the time to read this. I know it's not the best thing in the world, but, when I'm done, I wish people would read it and go hmm. that's not bad, maybe I could do that well, or better, I should write my own. The whole point of fan fiction is to get peoples ideas on paper, as well as share your own. I'm just encouraging people to write, get their ideas and imagination paper. Anyway, I hope you enjoy my story!

Disclaimers will be written when I'm done with the story. Chapter 3

"Newsies, it's pape time!" shouted Denton. Denton has been friends with the newsies ever since they started the strike. Denton was the reporter who covered the strike. Not only did he get a promotion when the newsies won, but he also took the evil Mr. Wiesel's job of circulation manager. Mr. Wiesel, along with Pulitzer and Hearst, were the reason for the strike, and tried everything they could to keep the newsies from making them go out of business. Mr. Wiesel was sent to jail after the strike, when punched a newsie, and strangled his nephew.

As the newsies ran to get their papers, Billy whispered to Crutchie, "Heya Crutch! That's Denton, right?"

"The one an' only!" Crutchie exclaimed. "You an' me, we's gonna be a great team! We could get 50 papes a piece, and not have to eat any afta'!"

"That reminds me, I haven't eaten since I got here!" Billy said with a smile, as he runs to get their papes. "Mr. Denton! Hey, thanks for treating my bro and his friends well, you're a hero! Anyway, 75 papes a piece, I'm starved!" Billy said with a chuckle.

Crutchie looked at Billy like he just ate a black widow, and got superhuman strength. "75 papes, I don't know Billy, your still a beginna'!"

"It's alright Crutchie, we can do it."

"So you're Billy! Crutchie's told me some about you. You, you would be a good story." Denton proclaimed.

"Likewise Mr. Denton, except I haven't done anything to be in the pape, but you, you sure have. I don't want to be in the pape until I do something worthy of it."

"Alright, until then," Denton said with a smile. "Here's your papes!"

"Alright, thanks! So Crutch, where do we go now?"

"Your choice, either Bottle Alley or the Harbor, Central Park is guaranteed. We could try any banker, bum, or barber. They almost all knows how to read!" Crutchie said, letting out a collective laugh with the rest of the newsies.