AN: Okay, this chapter is a brief summery of the first part of Newsies. The story will take place in New York, so I thought I'd set the stage.
I don't own anyone or anything from Newsies or Lord of the Rings. Yes, I did use some of the words said in he movies/books but I'm and right now saying they don't belong to me.
It was a nice summer morning in New York City and Kloppman walked into the bunkroom of the Newsboys Lodging House in Manhattan. He proceeds to wake the boys up in his usual manner.
"Boots! Skittery! Skittery! Skittery!" Kloppman shook the boy.
"Wha...I didn't do it!" Skittery mumbled
"What do you mean you didn't do it? You didn't get up! When you get up, it's time to get up! Snitch! Get up! Get up! Everybody's sleepin'. They sleep their lives away these kids! The presses are rollin'! Sell the papers, sell the papers! Come on, come on. Hey, Cowboy. Cowboy, you dreamin' about sellin' papers?" Kloppman stands by a bunk containing Jack Kelly. Kelly groans and tumbles out of bed. The boys don't take long to get ready and are soon on their way to the World Distribution Office. As usual they sing about life on the streets until they are interrupted by two stinky characters, the Delancy brothers. As the brothers chase Jack, Jack runs into a new boy.
"What do you think you're doing?" The kid asks, Jack grins.
"Runnin'!" He takes off and soon disposes of the Delancys. The newsies continue to the Distribution Office, and become acquainted with the new boy, David, and his younger brother, Les. David grudgingly decides to sell with the Cowboy (Jack) for the day and the newsies disperse, hawkin' the headlines. The day passes and after being chased by an evil policeman, meeting Medda, and eating dinner at David's home, Jack returns to the Lodging House, singing about Santa Fe. Little does he know of the troubles and surprises that tomorrow will bring.