A Change in Brooklyn Chapter 6: Nickname, a newsies fanfic

Chapter Six: Nickname

"Brigid!" Spot yelled as he stormed into the warehouse the next day and chucked his hat on the floor. Mudpie gave a yip and dashed over to him, begging to be petted.

A huge sigh emitted from the girl's mouth. "Yes?"

"I t'ought I told ya ta clean dis place up if ya was goin' ta stay home!"

"I did." Brigid ignored Spot's stare as she continued to sketch a corner of the warehouse where the sun's rays were streaming into the building in a beautiful, crystal-like pattern.

The Brooklyn leader huffed. "Well, ya shoiuh didn't do a good job."

"It ain't me problem dat you an' da udda guys aw pigs," retaliated the unconcerned girl.

Spot pulled a face at her behind her back, but before he could make another snide comment his eye caught Brigid's drawing. "Holy shit!" he exclaimed as he bent down next to her.

"No sweahing," Brigid firmly scolded, rubbing Mudpie's head.

Spot grumbled under his breath before he inquired, "Dat's amazin', Brig! Wheh'd ya loin ta do dat?!"

The girl shrugged. "Nowhehs. It's jus' me talent." She paused. "Actually… I got dis idea dat I's been tawkin' ta Towuh an' Stealthy 'bout… I's t'inkin' of sellin' pictuhs fa money."

"What 'bout papes?" Spot asked.

"I told ya sumt'in' jus' wasn't woikin' fa me deh, but I would like ta still keep doin' it if I can do dis, too." She looked imploringly into his blue eyes. "Do ya t'ink I can pull it off?"

"Oh, um… of coise! I mean, widout a doubt," Spot stuttered. He glanced at her drawing and declared, "Deh ain't dat type of t'ing bein' sold on da streets much, an' I's shoiuh dat someone would set down two bits fa one if it was good."

"Two bits?! Wow!" Brigid smiled brightly and continued work on her art.

"Ya nickname has got ta be Sketch," Spot suggested.

"Sounds good ta me," Brigid agreed. "T'anks, Spot."

"No problem," he replied as he stood up. Several newsies tumbled into the warehouse and Spot immediately added, "Don't fuhgit at let anyone know who asks dat I was da one dat gave ya youse nickname an' encouraged dis!"

"Of coise," Brigid mumbled. "Ya wouldn't want ta enhance youse reputation now, would ya?"

"What was dat?"

"Okay! Count on it."