Chapter Three
Disclaimer: All of the original newsies belong to Disney, and the chapter quotes are from the poem "If-" which belongs to Rudyard Kipling and was copied out of Read-Aloud Poems for Young People. I own Leprechaun, Sweetheart, Sketch, Demon, Refugee, Pepper, Jungle, Trickster, Newsprint, Sparrow, Switchblade, James McLaws, and Benjamin "Bricks" Saunders. Ruby and Ketchy's is an actual diner near Morgantown, West Virginia.
To Morning Dew: Thanks for reviewing! I know what you mean about Spot acting like a scab. Apparently you're not the only one who feels that way...
"If you can wait and not be tired by waiting,
Or, being lied about, don't deal in lies,"
Two days after the kiss, Jack arrived in Brooklyn early in the morning to talk to Demon.
"Hey, have you seen Leprechaun lately?" he asked, trying not to sound too worried.
"Not for a week or so. Isn't she in Manhattan?"
"She hasn't been since Spot kissed her. We thought she might be in Brooklyn," Jack replied.
"Since Spot kissed her!" Demon exclaimed. "Spot said that she kissed him and then ran away!"
"That's not what Race saw," Jack said. "He said that when he got there Leprechaun and Spot both started kissing. And that Spot asked Leprechaun to stay with him in Brooklyn."
"Yeah, well, maybe Race don't see so well," Spot suggested, walking up behind Jack and Demon, "because Leprechaun definitely did all the kissing. And I did NOT ask her to stay with me."
"You mean you just let her kiss you and didn't do anything?" Jack wondered.
"What was I supposed to do, Jacky-boy?" Spot asked. "Soak the girl?"
"Well, you should have at least said something!" Jack declared. "Look how upset Racetrack is."
"And why should I care about some jealous wimp of a newsie who gets upset and goes crying back to his leader every time something goes wrong?" Spot wondered.
"I don't know, Spot," Jack said. "I just thought you might care because that jealous wimp used to be your best friend."
"I stopped being friends with him when he stopped trusting me and started lying," Spot said.
"Yeah, well maybe you're the one who's lying, Spot," Jack suggested. "Because the Spot Conlon I knew would never let a girl control him. Unless, of course...he liked her."
"Are you saying I stole Leprechaun from Race?" Spot shouted.
"That's the way things look, Spot." Spot's fist shot out and punched Jack in the jaw. Holding his jaw with one hand, Jack retaliated by socking Spot in the gut.
"Hey, Refugee, can I have a little help over here?" Demon shouted, and Refugee rushed over to help Demon break up the fight.
"Now, I don't see any reason for either of you to start fighting about a girl that isn't even yours," Demon said, holding Spot and Jack apart, "even if she is my sister. Not to mention that a lot of good has come out of the Brooklyn-Manhattan alliance, and I don't want that ruined just because one of the newsies is lying."
Jack stepped back slightly and glared at Spot. "Well, I'm not one to ruin any alliance, but you damn well better keep your hands off of the Manhattan girls or you'll have every single Manhattan newsie against you," he warned.
Still breathing hard from the fight, Spot managed to shout a few curses at Jack as he left. "Demon, search the city for Leprechaun; tell the other newsies to also. We're not going to stop until we find her and get her to tell the truth!"
A/N: Sorry this chapter's so short, I've had writer's block all day! Please review anyway!
Disclaimer: All of the original newsies belong to Disney, and the chapter quotes are from the poem "If-" which belongs to Rudyard Kipling and was copied out of Read-Aloud Poems for Young People. I own Leprechaun, Sweetheart, Sketch, Demon, Refugee, Pepper, Jungle, Trickster, Newsprint, Sparrow, Switchblade, James McLaws, and Benjamin "Bricks" Saunders. Ruby and Ketchy's is an actual diner near Morgantown, West Virginia.
To Morning Dew: Thanks for reviewing! I know what you mean about Spot acting like a scab. Apparently you're not the only one who feels that way...
"If you can wait and not be tired by waiting,
Or, being lied about, don't deal in lies,"
Two days after the kiss, Jack arrived in Brooklyn early in the morning to talk to Demon.
"Hey, have you seen Leprechaun lately?" he asked, trying not to sound too worried.
"Not for a week or so. Isn't she in Manhattan?"
"She hasn't been since Spot kissed her. We thought she might be in Brooklyn," Jack replied.
"Since Spot kissed her!" Demon exclaimed. "Spot said that she kissed him and then ran away!"
"That's not what Race saw," Jack said. "He said that when he got there Leprechaun and Spot both started kissing. And that Spot asked Leprechaun to stay with him in Brooklyn."
"Yeah, well, maybe Race don't see so well," Spot suggested, walking up behind Jack and Demon, "because Leprechaun definitely did all the kissing. And I did NOT ask her to stay with me."
"You mean you just let her kiss you and didn't do anything?" Jack wondered.
"What was I supposed to do, Jacky-boy?" Spot asked. "Soak the girl?"
"Well, you should have at least said something!" Jack declared. "Look how upset Racetrack is."
"And why should I care about some jealous wimp of a newsie who gets upset and goes crying back to his leader every time something goes wrong?" Spot wondered.
"I don't know, Spot," Jack said. "I just thought you might care because that jealous wimp used to be your best friend."
"I stopped being friends with him when he stopped trusting me and started lying," Spot said.
"Yeah, well maybe you're the one who's lying, Spot," Jack suggested. "Because the Spot Conlon I knew would never let a girl control him. Unless, of course...he liked her."
"Are you saying I stole Leprechaun from Race?" Spot shouted.
"That's the way things look, Spot." Spot's fist shot out and punched Jack in the jaw. Holding his jaw with one hand, Jack retaliated by socking Spot in the gut.
"Hey, Refugee, can I have a little help over here?" Demon shouted, and Refugee rushed over to help Demon break up the fight.
"Now, I don't see any reason for either of you to start fighting about a girl that isn't even yours," Demon said, holding Spot and Jack apart, "even if she is my sister. Not to mention that a lot of good has come out of the Brooklyn-Manhattan alliance, and I don't want that ruined just because one of the newsies is lying."
Jack stepped back slightly and glared at Spot. "Well, I'm not one to ruin any alliance, but you damn well better keep your hands off of the Manhattan girls or you'll have every single Manhattan newsie against you," he warned.
Still breathing hard from the fight, Spot managed to shout a few curses at Jack as he left. "Demon, search the city for Leprechaun; tell the other newsies to also. We're not going to stop until we find her and get her to tell the truth!"
A/N: Sorry this chapter's so short, I've had writer's block all day! Please review anyway!