Disclaimer: I don't own the Newsies. I never have and I never will. I can
wish, but it's never going to happen. If I use any Newsie names you have
written in your stories, I apologize in advance. I'm trying to be creative,
but sometimes I think I am, and I really end up using a name from somebody
else's fic. I only own Pup, Matthew (who would want to?), Knack, Tops,
Squirt, Butterfly, and Domino so far.
Shout-outs: Kat: Thanks for reviewing! I appreciate it. And hey, now you'll get the story behind my Newsie, Pup. I may e-mail you, and ask you questions, if that's okay??? Hope so. Cynic: Also, thanks for reviewing. My hotmail address is currently down - I can read the mail that is sent to it, but I can't reply to anything. However, I have a new e-mail address at bulldogchik05@yahoo.com. So if you want to e-mail me there, you can. But if you already sent it to my hotmail address, that's okay, I'll still get it, I just won't reply to you from there.
A Dream Come True
Chapter One
Pup ran. She ran faster than she had ever run in her life. She knew that the orphanage supervisor had sent Matthew after her, and at the moment, that was her main concern. Matthew was probably about three times her size, and seeing as how she was weak from hunger already, she knew for certain that she wouldn't be able to take him. Matthew was one of the older orphans who had gotten too old to stay there as an orphan per say. Instead, he stayed and was what you might consider an assistant to the orphanage supervisor. In other words, he did all of the dirty work. Matthew was the one who always would beat the children, and he was the one who would always take their food right from them.
He was a monster. Whenever one of the children supposedly deserved to be beaten, Pup would usually somehow talk him out of it, or convince him to beat her instead. She had many scars across her back from the whip he would use more often than just his fists.
Pup ran down the alley, and hid there until she was completely sure that Matthew had passed, and was searching elsewhere for her. She felt bad, leaving all of the other children without a leader, but she knew they would be all right. She had asked Scott, otherwise known as Domino, to look over the others. He had asked her why, and all she would answer is with "I have to get out of here." He knew she would run, he always had, he just didn't think that she would leave him behind in charge. He had always thought he would go with her. But she wouldn't let him.
Pup slowly walked out of the alleyway, and began walking around Brooklyn, seeing what was there. She heard voices from behind her, and quickly turned around. Seeing only a few little boys walking, and talking loudly, she let out the breath she didn't realize she had been holding.
"Pup, get a hold of yourself. You're going to be jumping at your own shadow if you keep this up." She scolded herself.
"And if you don't stop talking to yourself, people are going to think you're talking to your shadow." A voice said from behind her. Pup jumped, and whirled around to face the speaker. Before her stood a boy of about fifteen years old. Younger than her, but yet he was about three inches taller than her.
"And just what is that supposed to mean?" She asked, standing with her hands on her hips, glaring at him.
"Nothing, I'm just saying that you might want to be careful talking out loud to yourself around here. No one would hesitate to put you in a crazy house." He said, holding his hands up in a mock surrender gesture.
Pup just rolled her eyes, and said, "Well, if you're through 'warning' me, I'll just be going. I still have to find a place to stay."
"What's your name?" The boy asked.
"Why's it any of your business?" She asked sharply.
"Well, I was gonna take you back to the lodging house, and you could probably stay there. But I have to have a name to give to Spot." He said.
"Spot? As in Spot Conlon?" She asked, surprised at the name she knew only too well.
"Yeah, that's him."
"So, I'm in Brooklyn?" She asked, a little confused. She didn't realize she had run so far.
"Yeah. Did you hit your head or something? How can you not know where you're at?" He asked looking at her strangely.
"No, I didn't hit my head, I just didn't realize I had run as far as Brooklyn. I don't even remember crossing the bridge." She trailed off, and continued muttering things to herself under her breath, trying to figure out how she had gotten there.
"Whatever, so are you coming to the lodging house or what?" He asked, getting frustrated with her.
Realizing he was being pushed to his limits, and that she had best not push him any further, she nodded, and he began to lead the way. It didn't take them long to reach the lodging house, and when they got there, she paused. She was a little nervous about seeing Spot again. The last time she had seen him. well, that was history now. No need going into that.
"Hey Cowboy, I didn't know you were over here. Is it poker night or something?" The boy asked, when he saw Jack standing in the doorway, smoking.
"Oh, hey Knack. No, it's not poker night; I just needed to talk to Spot. Who's the new kid?" He asked, gesturing to Pup who was currently standing in the shadows to avoid being seen.
"Oh, this is Pup." Jack's eyes flickered with recognition, but quickly lost all emotion when Pup stepped into the light.
"Hi." She said.
"Your name is Pup?" He asked cautiously.
"Yeah." She answered. She tried to maintain a straight face, though it was hard, she was shaking so hard, she thought she was going to collapse. She was surprised that Jack and the other boy, now dubbed Knack, couldn't hear her heart beating. Or maybe they could, and they just didn't say anything.
"Sorry, I just used to know this other guy who was named Pup. I thought you might've been him. But I guess not." Jack said.
"Oh. What happened to him?" She asked trying to sound nonchalant.
"He left." Jack answered simply. Pup nodded, but couldn't look Jack in the eye. She felt bad for not telling him the truth, but she couldn't. Not yet.
"Come on Pup, let's get go introduce you to Spot." Knack said, taking her by the arm. Pup pulled her arm out of his grasp, and quickly stepped aside for him to lead the way. And lead he did.
He led her up the stairs into the noisy bunk room. However, a whistle from Knack silenced the room.
"Hey, any of you guys seen Spot?"
"Yeah, he was in his room. So try there or the roof." One of the guys in the back of the room hollered.
"Thanks Tops." He said, and headed towards a door that Pup knew led to Spot's room. She slowly followed him, gazing around her at the other newsies in the room. She knew probably over half of them, but there were some new faces she didn't recognize. She brought her gaze back to the door that was now right in front of them.
"Wait here. I'll tell you if it's okay to go in or not. Seeing as how you have the same name as a guy who left here a few years back, I don't know if he'll be so willing to see ya." Knack said. He knocked, and heard a rushed "Come in." from behind the door. Knack disappeared inside.
Pup stood there, not really knowing what to do with herself. She tried to hear what was going on, but she knew it was pointless. They wouldn't be talking loud enough for her to hear them. Spot never did. The only time he ever would be heard in the main bunkroom was when he was mad, and was yelling at somebody.
All of a sudden, they all froze as they heard Spot yell "What!" and the door slammed open.
"Pup?!" He asked incredulously.
"Yes?" She asked, stepping forward.
"Oh." He said dejectedly, when he saw that it wasn't the same Pup he thought it was. "Sorry, I thought you were someone else." He said.
"Don't worry. The boy outside, I think someone called him Cowboy?" She paused, as though trying to reassure herself that that had been the boy's name.
"Yeah, that's Jack." Spot said.
"Well, he said the same thing." Pup finished.
"Well, I don't know where that guy went to. He just up and left. But yeah, his name was Pup." Spot said. If Pup hadn't known better, she could've sworn she actually saw emotion flash through the cocky Brooklyn leader's eyes.
"So anyway, Spot. Like I was saying, can Pup stay here tonight?" Knack asked from his position still in Spot's doorway.
"Yeah, she can stay."
Author's Note: Hey guys, so far I haven't heard from anyone wanting to be in here, I need you guys! Please!!! Help me out here! E-mail me! Or review. and hey, review anyway! Doesn't matter if you want to be in it or not, just review! Tell me what you think. Thanks! Oh and if you reviewed, and I didn't get you in the Shout Outs, it's probably because I didn't see it before I updated. Don't think I forgot you!
Shout-outs: Kat: Thanks for reviewing! I appreciate it. And hey, now you'll get the story behind my Newsie, Pup. I may e-mail you, and ask you questions, if that's okay??? Hope so. Cynic: Also, thanks for reviewing. My hotmail address is currently down - I can read the mail that is sent to it, but I can't reply to anything. However, I have a new e-mail address at bulldogchik05@yahoo.com. So if you want to e-mail me there, you can. But if you already sent it to my hotmail address, that's okay, I'll still get it, I just won't reply to you from there.
A Dream Come True
Chapter One
Pup ran. She ran faster than she had ever run in her life. She knew that the orphanage supervisor had sent Matthew after her, and at the moment, that was her main concern. Matthew was probably about three times her size, and seeing as how she was weak from hunger already, she knew for certain that she wouldn't be able to take him. Matthew was one of the older orphans who had gotten too old to stay there as an orphan per say. Instead, he stayed and was what you might consider an assistant to the orphanage supervisor. In other words, he did all of the dirty work. Matthew was the one who always would beat the children, and he was the one who would always take their food right from them.
He was a monster. Whenever one of the children supposedly deserved to be beaten, Pup would usually somehow talk him out of it, or convince him to beat her instead. She had many scars across her back from the whip he would use more often than just his fists.
Pup ran down the alley, and hid there until she was completely sure that Matthew had passed, and was searching elsewhere for her. She felt bad, leaving all of the other children without a leader, but she knew they would be all right. She had asked Scott, otherwise known as Domino, to look over the others. He had asked her why, and all she would answer is with "I have to get out of here." He knew she would run, he always had, he just didn't think that she would leave him behind in charge. He had always thought he would go with her. But she wouldn't let him.
Pup slowly walked out of the alleyway, and began walking around Brooklyn, seeing what was there. She heard voices from behind her, and quickly turned around. Seeing only a few little boys walking, and talking loudly, she let out the breath she didn't realize she had been holding.
"Pup, get a hold of yourself. You're going to be jumping at your own shadow if you keep this up." She scolded herself.
"And if you don't stop talking to yourself, people are going to think you're talking to your shadow." A voice said from behind her. Pup jumped, and whirled around to face the speaker. Before her stood a boy of about fifteen years old. Younger than her, but yet he was about three inches taller than her.
"And just what is that supposed to mean?" She asked, standing with her hands on her hips, glaring at him.
"Nothing, I'm just saying that you might want to be careful talking out loud to yourself around here. No one would hesitate to put you in a crazy house." He said, holding his hands up in a mock surrender gesture.
Pup just rolled her eyes, and said, "Well, if you're through 'warning' me, I'll just be going. I still have to find a place to stay."
"What's your name?" The boy asked.
"Why's it any of your business?" She asked sharply.
"Well, I was gonna take you back to the lodging house, and you could probably stay there. But I have to have a name to give to Spot." He said.
"Spot? As in Spot Conlon?" She asked, surprised at the name she knew only too well.
"Yeah, that's him."
"So, I'm in Brooklyn?" She asked, a little confused. She didn't realize she had run so far.
"Yeah. Did you hit your head or something? How can you not know where you're at?" He asked looking at her strangely.
"No, I didn't hit my head, I just didn't realize I had run as far as Brooklyn. I don't even remember crossing the bridge." She trailed off, and continued muttering things to herself under her breath, trying to figure out how she had gotten there.
"Whatever, so are you coming to the lodging house or what?" He asked, getting frustrated with her.
Realizing he was being pushed to his limits, and that she had best not push him any further, she nodded, and he began to lead the way. It didn't take them long to reach the lodging house, and when they got there, she paused. She was a little nervous about seeing Spot again. The last time she had seen him. well, that was history now. No need going into that.
"Hey Cowboy, I didn't know you were over here. Is it poker night or something?" The boy asked, when he saw Jack standing in the doorway, smoking.
"Oh, hey Knack. No, it's not poker night; I just needed to talk to Spot. Who's the new kid?" He asked, gesturing to Pup who was currently standing in the shadows to avoid being seen.
"Oh, this is Pup." Jack's eyes flickered with recognition, but quickly lost all emotion when Pup stepped into the light.
"Hi." She said.
"Your name is Pup?" He asked cautiously.
"Yeah." She answered. She tried to maintain a straight face, though it was hard, she was shaking so hard, she thought she was going to collapse. She was surprised that Jack and the other boy, now dubbed Knack, couldn't hear her heart beating. Or maybe they could, and they just didn't say anything.
"Sorry, I just used to know this other guy who was named Pup. I thought you might've been him. But I guess not." Jack said.
"Oh. What happened to him?" She asked trying to sound nonchalant.
"He left." Jack answered simply. Pup nodded, but couldn't look Jack in the eye. She felt bad for not telling him the truth, but she couldn't. Not yet.
"Come on Pup, let's get go introduce you to Spot." Knack said, taking her by the arm. Pup pulled her arm out of his grasp, and quickly stepped aside for him to lead the way. And lead he did.
He led her up the stairs into the noisy bunk room. However, a whistle from Knack silenced the room.
"Hey, any of you guys seen Spot?"
"Yeah, he was in his room. So try there or the roof." One of the guys in the back of the room hollered.
"Thanks Tops." He said, and headed towards a door that Pup knew led to Spot's room. She slowly followed him, gazing around her at the other newsies in the room. She knew probably over half of them, but there were some new faces she didn't recognize. She brought her gaze back to the door that was now right in front of them.
"Wait here. I'll tell you if it's okay to go in or not. Seeing as how you have the same name as a guy who left here a few years back, I don't know if he'll be so willing to see ya." Knack said. He knocked, and heard a rushed "Come in." from behind the door. Knack disappeared inside.
Pup stood there, not really knowing what to do with herself. She tried to hear what was going on, but she knew it was pointless. They wouldn't be talking loud enough for her to hear them. Spot never did. The only time he ever would be heard in the main bunkroom was when he was mad, and was yelling at somebody.
All of a sudden, they all froze as they heard Spot yell "What!" and the door slammed open.
"Pup?!" He asked incredulously.
"Yes?" She asked, stepping forward.
"Oh." He said dejectedly, when he saw that it wasn't the same Pup he thought it was. "Sorry, I thought you were someone else." He said.
"Don't worry. The boy outside, I think someone called him Cowboy?" She paused, as though trying to reassure herself that that had been the boy's name.
"Yeah, that's Jack." Spot said.
"Well, he said the same thing." Pup finished.
"Well, I don't know where that guy went to. He just up and left. But yeah, his name was Pup." Spot said. If Pup hadn't known better, she could've sworn she actually saw emotion flash through the cocky Brooklyn leader's eyes.
"So anyway, Spot. Like I was saying, can Pup stay here tonight?" Knack asked from his position still in Spot's doorway.
"Yeah, she can stay."
Author's Note: Hey guys, so far I haven't heard from anyone wanting to be in here, I need you guys! Please!!! Help me out here! E-mail me! Or review. and hey, review anyway! Doesn't matter if you want to be in it or not, just review! Tell me what you think. Thanks! Oh and if you reviewed, and I didn't get you in the Shout Outs, it's probably because I didn't see it before I updated. Don't think I forgot you!