Disclaimer: Yeah, I still don't own the Newsies. I can still wish, but I'll
never own them. Anyone in here that you don't recognize either belongs to
me or themselves.
Shout Outs: imaginelet and Deanie thanks for the reviews! I appreciate them more than I can say. You guys are the reason I keep writing. Hint Hint. Keep the reviews coming, or the updates won't be coming.
Author's Note: Sorry it's taken me so long to update. I had technical difficulties (my computer kind of blew up), and then I was gone this past week. I just got home today. But hey, at least I wrote some. I wrote about a chapter and a half on the bus ride home.
A Dream Come True
Chapter Five
The next morning, much to the boys' irritation, Pup was wide-awake and waiting for Spot.
"Pup, you need to be resting. You got soaked really bad. Can't your visit to Manhattan wait one day at least?" Tops pleaded.
"Tops, what happened last time isn't going to happen again, I promise." Pup answered, knowing what was going through his mind.
"You don't know that!" He exclaimed, and left the room. Pup sighed in defeat, and shook her head. She decided that it was probably best to just leave him alone for now. She wanted to comfort him, but knew that with the mood he was in right now, it probably wasn't going to happen.
She headed over to her bunk in order to wait for Spot. He came up the stairs a few moments later. Pup looked at him confused, and then turned her gaze to Spot's closed bedroom door, then back to Spot.
"Fire escape." He said simply. Pup understood. Tops must have run outside, Spot saw him and went after him. She nodded.
"So you ready to go?" Pup asked.
"Are you sure you don't want to wait?" Spot asked hopefully. He didn't know why he was so jealous. All he knew was that he was.
"Spot, I need to talk to Gambler. There's some stuff I need to tell him that I should have told him before I left, but I didn't. So now, I need to talk to him." She said, determined. Spot knew that once Pup decided to do something, there was no changing her mind. So he knew that he wasn't going to win this argument. He didn't have to like it, but she was going to go through with it with, or without, his help. He slowly nodded his head and let out a sigh of defeat.
So together, Spot and Pup made their way out of the lodging house, and started making their way towards Manhattan.
*God? Are you there? If you can hear me, which I figure You can since You got me out of the orphanage, would you help me? Give me the courage to tell Gambler. I want to tell him, but I don't know how he'll take it. What if he rejects me?* Pup wrestled with her thoughts all the way to Manhattan before Spot broke her out of her reverie. He stopped her before they reached the lodging house.
"Um. Pup? You might want to go ahead and put your hat on." He suggested. They had decided that Pup would show up as the guy Pup, and leave as the girl. She quickly pulled out her hat, and twisted her hair up underneath it. She then put her slingshot that Tops had given her a long time ago in her pocket. To complete her ensemble, she grabbed Spot's cane, and took off running. Spot stood in shock, but recovered quickly, and took off running after her.
Pup finally stopped running when she felt pain all over her body. It was ripping through her body like fire rips through a home. She dropped to her knees and started to hyperventilate. She sat there, trying to catch her breath, when Spot came tearing around the corner after Pup. The only thought crossing his mind being *Got to get the cane back*. However, the cane was the last thing on his mind when he saw Pup kneeling on the street.
"Pup!" He screamed, and rushed to her side. He started calmly whispering in her ear, "It's okay. You're okay. Just breathe. Breathe in, out. In, out." He sat there silent, except for the soft whispering occasionally, listening to her breathing gradually slow down. He waited until her breathing was back under control, and then he began talking.
"Are you all right? What happened? What were you thinking, running like that?" He asked. He was really upset. Spot didn't show emotions much, mostly only anger, so it surprised Pup to see him so shaken up. It kind of scared her.
"I don't know. I'm sorry Spot." She said lamely. She knew it was foolish, and she couldn't come up with one good excuse on why she had done it.
"It's okay, I was just worried. Seeing you kneeling in the middle of the street, barely breathing, isn't really something I like to see." He said smiling, and helped to slowly stand up. Pup smiled, and they began the rest of the walk towards the lodging house, Pup using Spot's cane as they walked.
When they reached the lodging house, they headed inside. They said hello to Kloppman, and headed upstairs to the bunkroom. Because it was relatively late in the morning, the room was empty.
"So, why didn't we go to Tibby's instead of here?" Pup asked confused. She had figured they would go there, and meet the rest of the boys for lunch.
"Because, you are going to lie down and rest until they get back." Spot said.
"What!? I don't want to stay here until they get back! That could be hours!" Pup exclaimed.
"Exactly, meaning you can get a couple hours of rest before they get here." Spot said simply, with that unmistakable smirk on his face.
"But." She started to protest, but Spot cut her off.
"No buts. You're lucky I even let you out of the lodging house today after that soaking Raven and Hunter gave ya. Knack tried to convince me not to let you go." Spot interrupted, and told her.
"Fine, but I still don't like it!" She said, and went and found a bunk to lie down on. She didn't really realize how tired she was until she actually tried to go to sleep. She fell asleep trying to stay mad at Spot, but she forgot why she was mad at him.
When she woke up a few hours later, it was to the sound of footsteps thundering up the stairs. She looked around, trying to remember where she was when it all came back. Walking to Manhattan, stealing Spot's cane, falling, getting mad at Spot.
*Wait, where's Spot?* Pup thought frantically looking around. *He wouldn't just leave me here would he? Wait, why do I care?* Pup was confused. *I don't like him like that. do I?*
However, Pup's thoughts were interrupted when the mass of boys came into the bunkroom. Spot came walking out of the washroom, and joined Pup who had stood up by now. Everyone froze.
"Pup?" Jack asked softly, with a look of shock apparent on his face.
"Yeah, it's me." She said, slipping into her old voice. Questions came flying at her from every direction.
"What are you doing back here?" and "Why did you leave?" were the two questions she heard the most. She smiled and decided to answer those two questions.
"The reason I left doesn't need to be shared. That's something personal, that maybe someday I'll tell ya, but now is not that time. As for the reason I came back, I missed you guys. Plus, I hated where I was." She said.
"Where were ya?" Jack asked. Pup smiled, as she thought about the reaction she knew she was going to get to her location during her absence.
"I was in the orphanage. I got caught out on the streets, and put there. Don't really know why they didn't throw me in the refuge, but they didn't." She said simply.
Pup had been right. She was hearing loud exclamations of disbelief from the occupants of the world. Spot felt like kicked himself. He had never even thought of asking her where she had been. And he certainly had never seen her at the orphanage. But then, he remembered.
Shout Outs: imaginelet and Deanie thanks for the reviews! I appreciate them more than I can say. You guys are the reason I keep writing. Hint Hint. Keep the reviews coming, or the updates won't be coming.
Author's Note: Sorry it's taken me so long to update. I had technical difficulties (my computer kind of blew up), and then I was gone this past week. I just got home today. But hey, at least I wrote some. I wrote about a chapter and a half on the bus ride home.
A Dream Come True
Chapter Five
The next morning, much to the boys' irritation, Pup was wide-awake and waiting for Spot.
"Pup, you need to be resting. You got soaked really bad. Can't your visit to Manhattan wait one day at least?" Tops pleaded.
"Tops, what happened last time isn't going to happen again, I promise." Pup answered, knowing what was going through his mind.
"You don't know that!" He exclaimed, and left the room. Pup sighed in defeat, and shook her head. She decided that it was probably best to just leave him alone for now. She wanted to comfort him, but knew that with the mood he was in right now, it probably wasn't going to happen.
She headed over to her bunk in order to wait for Spot. He came up the stairs a few moments later. Pup looked at him confused, and then turned her gaze to Spot's closed bedroom door, then back to Spot.
"Fire escape." He said simply. Pup understood. Tops must have run outside, Spot saw him and went after him. She nodded.
"So you ready to go?" Pup asked.
"Are you sure you don't want to wait?" Spot asked hopefully. He didn't know why he was so jealous. All he knew was that he was.
"Spot, I need to talk to Gambler. There's some stuff I need to tell him that I should have told him before I left, but I didn't. So now, I need to talk to him." She said, determined. Spot knew that once Pup decided to do something, there was no changing her mind. So he knew that he wasn't going to win this argument. He didn't have to like it, but she was going to go through with it with, or without, his help. He slowly nodded his head and let out a sigh of defeat.
So together, Spot and Pup made their way out of the lodging house, and started making their way towards Manhattan.
*God? Are you there? If you can hear me, which I figure You can since You got me out of the orphanage, would you help me? Give me the courage to tell Gambler. I want to tell him, but I don't know how he'll take it. What if he rejects me?* Pup wrestled with her thoughts all the way to Manhattan before Spot broke her out of her reverie. He stopped her before they reached the lodging house.
"Um. Pup? You might want to go ahead and put your hat on." He suggested. They had decided that Pup would show up as the guy Pup, and leave as the girl. She quickly pulled out her hat, and twisted her hair up underneath it. She then put her slingshot that Tops had given her a long time ago in her pocket. To complete her ensemble, she grabbed Spot's cane, and took off running. Spot stood in shock, but recovered quickly, and took off running after her.
Pup finally stopped running when she felt pain all over her body. It was ripping through her body like fire rips through a home. She dropped to her knees and started to hyperventilate. She sat there, trying to catch her breath, when Spot came tearing around the corner after Pup. The only thought crossing his mind being *Got to get the cane back*. However, the cane was the last thing on his mind when he saw Pup kneeling on the street.
"Pup!" He screamed, and rushed to her side. He started calmly whispering in her ear, "It's okay. You're okay. Just breathe. Breathe in, out. In, out." He sat there silent, except for the soft whispering occasionally, listening to her breathing gradually slow down. He waited until her breathing was back under control, and then he began talking.
"Are you all right? What happened? What were you thinking, running like that?" He asked. He was really upset. Spot didn't show emotions much, mostly only anger, so it surprised Pup to see him so shaken up. It kind of scared her.
"I don't know. I'm sorry Spot." She said lamely. She knew it was foolish, and she couldn't come up with one good excuse on why she had done it.
"It's okay, I was just worried. Seeing you kneeling in the middle of the street, barely breathing, isn't really something I like to see." He said smiling, and helped to slowly stand up. Pup smiled, and they began the rest of the walk towards the lodging house, Pup using Spot's cane as they walked.
When they reached the lodging house, they headed inside. They said hello to Kloppman, and headed upstairs to the bunkroom. Because it was relatively late in the morning, the room was empty.
"So, why didn't we go to Tibby's instead of here?" Pup asked confused. She had figured they would go there, and meet the rest of the boys for lunch.
"Because, you are going to lie down and rest until they get back." Spot said.
"What!? I don't want to stay here until they get back! That could be hours!" Pup exclaimed.
"Exactly, meaning you can get a couple hours of rest before they get here." Spot said simply, with that unmistakable smirk on his face.
"But." She started to protest, but Spot cut her off.
"No buts. You're lucky I even let you out of the lodging house today after that soaking Raven and Hunter gave ya. Knack tried to convince me not to let you go." Spot interrupted, and told her.
"Fine, but I still don't like it!" She said, and went and found a bunk to lie down on. She didn't really realize how tired she was until she actually tried to go to sleep. She fell asleep trying to stay mad at Spot, but she forgot why she was mad at him.
When she woke up a few hours later, it was to the sound of footsteps thundering up the stairs. She looked around, trying to remember where she was when it all came back. Walking to Manhattan, stealing Spot's cane, falling, getting mad at Spot.
*Wait, where's Spot?* Pup thought frantically looking around. *He wouldn't just leave me here would he? Wait, why do I care?* Pup was confused. *I don't like him like that. do I?*
However, Pup's thoughts were interrupted when the mass of boys came into the bunkroom. Spot came walking out of the washroom, and joined Pup who had stood up by now. Everyone froze.
"Pup?" Jack asked softly, with a look of shock apparent on his face.
"Yeah, it's me." She said, slipping into her old voice. Questions came flying at her from every direction.
"What are you doing back here?" and "Why did you leave?" were the two questions she heard the most. She smiled and decided to answer those two questions.
"The reason I left doesn't need to be shared. That's something personal, that maybe someday I'll tell ya, but now is not that time. As for the reason I came back, I missed you guys. Plus, I hated where I was." She said.
"Where were ya?" Jack asked. Pup smiled, as she thought about the reaction she knew she was going to get to her location during her absence.
"I was in the orphanage. I got caught out on the streets, and put there. Don't really know why they didn't throw me in the refuge, but they didn't." She said simply.
Pup had been right. She was hearing loud exclamations of disbelief from the occupants of the world. Spot felt like kicked himself. He had never even thought of asking her where she had been. And he certainly had never seen her at the orphanage. But then, he remembered.