Manhattan to Brooklyn

A/N: Thanks for all the kind reviews!  This chapter is shorter, even though I already have more written, because I needed to put this bit out there so I would stop going back and changing it. So thanks for reading (and reviewing) and I hope you enjoy this next bit.

Rating: PG for violence

Disclaimer: Disney owns them; I just have fun with them.

The large group of Brooklyn newsies crossed the bridge just as the sun began to rise over the cityscape of New York. Spot led the burly group, always holding his walking stick menacingly in one hand, while the rest were armed with clubs and slingshots. Quake, Mental, and Twobit walked near the front of the newsie army, trying to overhear what Spot was saying to his henchmen and Sets.

"So dey called da bulls on 'em?" asked Watch, one of Spot's more trusted lackeys.

Spot nodded solemnly as he led the group off the bridge. "Yea, dey wrecked da place. But there's a difference between rippin' up papes and fightin'. Jackie boy may know hows ta fight, but dat don't mean his boys do."

Everyone who could hear Spot voiced their agreement loudly, but Spot walked on, unperturbed.

By the time the newsies neared the World distribution center, many were becoming restless with anticipation of whatever the day had in store for them. Spot led them into the alley behind the World and climbed on to a barrel so everyone could see him. He brandished his walking stick and thrust it into the air, quieting his army of newsies who now looked towards him expectantly.

Spot paused till he was sure every one of them was silent and focused on him, and his cronies lined up in front of him, daring anyone to make a sound. "Alright," he finally began. "Some of ya will come up on the roof wit me, the rest of ya wait around da corner till Watch gives ya the signal." He looked out over the newsies, feeling it needed no further explanation.

After holstering his cane, Spot began to climb the ladder, followed closely by Mental and the rest of the good marksmen of the group. Watch then led Quake and the others around the corner to wait for their time to fight.

The signal came shortly after a loud cheer was heard from the distribution center. Watch marched the Brooklyn newsies to the gates of the World, where Spot triumphantly opened them. Quake was amazed to find the Manhattan newsies fighting armed thugs twice their size.

Brooklyn surged forward, holding their weapons in the air as they pushed the thugs back towards the doors, and both Brooklyn and Manhattan newsies erupted into cheers of triumph. Quake moved off to the side of the celebration, watching as Spot and Cowboy had their picture taken with some of the others.

"So does dis mean were really strkin'?" asked Twobit as she moved over to join Quake.

Quake shrugged and removed her hat, "Guess so."