You all know the drill, I do not own any of the newsies, only Horseshoe. There. It's up here. Nobody sue me (not like you'd get much outta me anyway!)
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"Nevah fear, Brooklyn is here." Spot Conlon said as he and some of the other Brooklyn newsies emerged from their hiding places on the roof.
"It's Brooklyn!" Mush cried from below. Fourteen-year-old Horseshoe looked down below from his hiding place. He watched as Manhattan newsies began to soak the Crib.
Then, like the others, Horseshoe pulled out his slingshot and began to fire at the older men.
"Alright I give up!" Racetrack said and put his hands into the air. Then, without warning, kicked a member of the Crib in the 'family jewels'.
Horseshoe smirked.
"Hey, Spot!" Jack called from below. The Brooklyn leader swung down, and the two leaders spit-shook.
Horseshoe saw and began to complain to himself. The leadahs hardly do anythin'. The followers do all the woik!
Horseshoe looked down just as Skittery got punched.
"Are you alright?" David asked above the noise. Before Skittery could answer, he was push up and punched the Scabber in the face.
Spot went up to the gates. The Brooklyn newsies that were on the roof scrambled down to help open them.
Spot pulled the gates open, and the rest of the Brooklyn army came rushing in. The fought the outnumbered Crib back. The newsies began to cheer.
"Jack! Boys! Freeze!" Bryan Denton yelled at the newsies, Horseshoe included. "Freeze!"
"Alright guys!" Jack said. Just before the picture was taken, Pie Eater stepped over to the left a little, and stepped on David's foot.
The camera flashed.
"We weren't ready!" Snitch complained.
"Yeah!" Boots agreed.
"I was." Jack replied, then looked over at Horseshoe, who somehow managed to get into the picture.
"Who're you?" Specs asked, echoing Jack's question.
"Horseshoe." Horseshoe replied.
"Yup." Spot put in. "Here's one a me most trusted Brooklyn newsies."
Denton walked over to the group. "I'll meet you guys at Tibby's tomorrow."
"Alright." David replied.
As Denton walked away, Jack turned to Spot. "You wanna stay at the Lodgin' House with us?" He looked over to Horseshoe, who seemed to be studying the cobblestones. Spot nodded. "Shoa."
Jack called out to Horseshoe. "You wanna stay too?"
Horseshoe shrugged. "Don't matta to me."
"Alright." Jack replied as he and the others walked toward the Lodging House.
"My eye hoits." Snoddy complained.
"Quit yer bawlin'." Jake told him.
"Shaddup." Snoddy retorted.
"Knock it off you two." Swifty said.
"Jack." David called.
"Yeah?" Jack turned and asked.
"We're going to go home. It's late." David replied.
"Alright." Jack replied.
"'Bye Cowboy!" Les called as he and David turned and walked away.
"See ya." Jack replied.
"Yeah." David replied as he and Les headed home.
Race walked up to Horseshoe. "So, how'd ya get yer name? It ain't 'cause yer good on bettin' on horses is it?"
"Nope." Horseshoe replied. "Before I became a newsie, I shod da hooves of woik horses."
"Oh." Racetrack replied, seemingly a little disappointed.
Jack sighed.
"What'sa matta Cowboy?" Spot asked.
"It's Crutchy." Jack started. "I couldn't get 'im outta da Refuge."
"It's alright." Mush started. "He'll be alright."
"You ain't eva been in there, Mush." Jack replied angrily. "It's bad."
"He's got Ten-Pin and the odders in there. 'Sides he can take a himself." Pie Eater said.
"I'se just worried about Snyder. He ain't fond a Crutch ya know." Jack replied.
"He'll be alright." Snoddy repeated as the newsies entered the Lodging House.
"Heya Kloppman." Jack said as they walked in. "Put Spot and Horseshoe down fer a bed."
"Horseshoe?" Kloppman repeated.
"Spot's friend." Itey replied.
"Alright." Kloppman replied. The newsies headed toward the bunkroom.
"So, we's meetin' Denton at Tibby's tomorrow, right?" Snipeshooter asked.
"Dat's right." Kid Blink said. "Didn't ya hear 'im?"
"Yeah, but I'se just makin' shoa." Snipeshooter replied.
"Dat's a first." Skittery remarked.
"Knock it off." Dutchy said to the two. "It's time tah go tah bed."
Soon the lights went out.
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The next day, all the newsies were sitting in Tibby's.
"Denton's late." Skittery remarked.
"He ain't." Bumlets argued.
"Yeah he is." Skittery replied.
"Hey guys! Big time!" Denton said as he walked into Tibby's, holding a paper up high.
The newsies clamored around to get a good look at the paper.
"Lemme see!" Tumbler, one of the shorter newsies exclaimed.
"You ain't even in da piture!" Slider, another of the younger newsies, remarked.
"Neither are you!" Tumbler retorted.
The two young boys were soon fighting on the floor.
"Hey, hey, hey!" Jack called. "Knock it off yous two!"
The two boys immediately stopped.
"Where's me piture, where's me piture?" Spot asked.
"What is that, Jack? Is that all about us?" Boots asked.
"A course!" Bumlets said as he rubbed his knuckles in Boots' hair.
"Stop it!" Boots said, pulling away from the older newsie.
"Hey, Jack! You look like a gentleman!" Mush exclaimed, putting his finger on Jack's picture.
"Mush, get yer fingers off of my face!" Jack exclaimed as he brushed Mush's fingers away from the paper.
"Yeah, you might ruin his 'good looks'!" Jake remarked.
"Shaddup!" Jack replied good-naturedly.
"Denton, I can't believe you got us on the front page!" David exclaimed.
"You got yourselves on the front page. Now we have to make sure you stay there for a long time." Denton remarked.
"So what?" Skittery asked. "You get your piture in da papes and what does that getcha?"
"What are you talkin' about?" Horseshoe exclaimed. "It means we're somebodies!"
"No it doesn't." Skittery remarked.
"What's the matta wit you? You get yer picture in the papes, yer famous! And when your famous you get anything you want! That's what so great about New Yawk!" Racetrack exclaimed.
"Yeah Skittery!" Horseshoe replied.
(Goes into the singing of 'King of New York')
At the end of the song, Bumlets spins on the fan, then lands.
The newsies gathered around a table.
"So give me some ideas!" Jack exclaimed. "We need to do something that'll get the other papes attention."
"How 'bout a rally?" Kid Blink suggested.
"Yeah!" Jack replied. "Dat's great! A rally -a newsie rally! We can get all the kids in New Yawk tah come!"
"Where could we host it, Jack?" David asked.
"Irving Hall, where Medda sings!" Jack exclaimed. "She'd let us use it!"
"Yeah!" the newsies agreed and began to murmur amongst themselves.
"Yeah. Me an' Spot an' Dave could be the speakers there." Jack said.
"I don't know." David said. He didn't like to be up in front of the crowds.
"Oh, c'mon, Dave. Yous will just be tawkin' tah other newsies!" Racetrack pointed out.
David was silent for a minute. "Alright." he finally agreed.
"Hey guys, to our man Denton!" Itey said.
"Yeah!" Snitch agreed as the newsies raised their glasses in a toast.
"To our man Denton!" the newsies said in unison.
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Meanwhile, Crutchy was walking into Snyder's office to take away the dinner dishes.
"Heya, Mr. Snyder! How was yer supper?" Crutchy asked, but Snyder didn't respond. Snyder was more engulfed in the paper than to hear what Crutchy was saying.
Crutchy, though, didn't seem to mind. He walked over to pick up the dishes when he saw what Snyder was looking at.
"Jack?" he asked himself without realizing that he said this aloud.
Snyder turned to Crutchy. "You know this boy?"
"No!" Crutchy replied. "He jus' looks like my . . ." he search for something to say. "Brother! He looks like me older brother, Jack!"
Snyder looked unconvinced. He had some of the information that he wanted. "Where does this boy live?"
"Um," Crutchy started. He wasn't very good at lying. "It ain't me brother. I don't know where 'e lives!"
Snyder looked at Crutchy, but Crutchy lowered his head. "Goodbye Mr. Snyder." Crutchy said as he walked out of the room.
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"I'll put down 2 bits." Kid Blink said as he, Race, Specs, and Skittery played poker, although Race was winning. Horseshoe and Mush watched.
The newsies heard footsteps. They turned to see Warden Snyder. Horseshoe's eyes became wide and he ran up the stairs very noisily.
Everyone turned and watched him run. Kid Blink followed him up the stairs.
"If ya wanna get away without being noticed, it's a good idea to go up da stairs quieter." Kid Blink said.
"I had tah get away from 'im!" Horseshoe exclaimed.
"Who?" Kid Blink asked.
"Snyda!" Horseshoe responded as if it were obvious.
Kid Blink could hear Snyder talking with Kloppman.
"He's an escaped criminal and possibly dangerous." Snyder was saying. Kid Blink knew that Snyder was talking about Cowboy.
"Why?" Kid Blink asked Horseshoe.
"Let's see, I pickpocketed, stole, escaped from the Brooklyn Refuge, am an orphan and so on." Horseshoe replied. Suddenly, they heard some footsteps coming upstairs.
"Snyda!" Kid Blink said, but the two found that that wasn't the case. It was Kloppman.
"Snyder's going to try to get a search warrant to search here!" Kloppman exclaimed. "We gotta warn Jack before he comes back!"
"Where is Jack?" Kid Blink asked.
"I don't know." Kloppman said. "He came in when Snyder was here, then left quickly."
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Sarah Jacobs looked out her bedroom window.
"Did you sleep out there all night?" she asked the boy laying on the fire escape.
"Yeah." Jack replied.
"Why?" Sarah asked.
"Nottin'. Just felt like it." Jack lied.
"Why didn't you wake us up? We could have given you a place to sleep." Sarah asked.
"It alright." Jack replied.
"Are you hungry?" Sarah asked.
"Nah." Jack replied.
Sarah smiled. "I know that you're lying."
Jack smirked.
"Go to the roof. I'll be up there in a few minutes." Sarah replied.
Jack walked to the roof. He played around until Sarah reappeared.
"Come here." she said as she set some breakfast down. Jack walked over and began to eat hungrily.
"Jack," Sarah started. "You should hear my my father says about you."
"Nottin' bad I'se hope." Jack joked.
Sarah laughed. "No. He's so proud of you and David."
Jack smiled. "Ya know, when the strike's over, I wanna get outta here and go to Santa Fe."
Sarah suddenly looked gloomy. "Why?"
"I dunno. It's just that I've been livin' here me whole life; I want a change." Jack replied.
Sarah turned to hide her hurt feelings. "I have to go get ready for work."
"Sarah," Jack said. "It's not that I don't like it here, it's just, uh." He had no clue what to say to her. "Well, nobody has eva cared wether or not I stayed or go."
"David and Les do. The other newsies do. I do." Sarah replied.
"I dunno." Jack said. "It's just been a dream of mine."
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"Nevah fear, Brooklyn is here." Spot Conlon said as he and some of the other Brooklyn newsies emerged from their hiding places on the roof.
"It's Brooklyn!" Mush cried from below. Fourteen-year-old Horseshoe looked down below from his hiding place. He watched as Manhattan newsies began to soak the Crib.
Then, like the others, Horseshoe pulled out his slingshot and began to fire at the older men.
"Alright I give up!" Racetrack said and put his hands into the air. Then, without warning, kicked a member of the Crib in the 'family jewels'.
Horseshoe smirked.
"Hey, Spot!" Jack called from below. The Brooklyn leader swung down, and the two leaders spit-shook.
Horseshoe saw and began to complain to himself. The leadahs hardly do anythin'. The followers do all the woik!
Horseshoe looked down just as Skittery got punched.
"Are you alright?" David asked above the noise. Before Skittery could answer, he was push up and punched the Scabber in the face.
Spot went up to the gates. The Brooklyn newsies that were on the roof scrambled down to help open them.
Spot pulled the gates open, and the rest of the Brooklyn army came rushing in. The fought the outnumbered Crib back. The newsies began to cheer.
"Jack! Boys! Freeze!" Bryan Denton yelled at the newsies, Horseshoe included. "Freeze!"
"Alright guys!" Jack said. Just before the picture was taken, Pie Eater stepped over to the left a little, and stepped on David's foot.
The camera flashed.
"We weren't ready!" Snitch complained.
"Yeah!" Boots agreed.
"I was." Jack replied, then looked over at Horseshoe, who somehow managed to get into the picture.
"Who're you?" Specs asked, echoing Jack's question.
"Horseshoe." Horseshoe replied.
"Yup." Spot put in. "Here's one a me most trusted Brooklyn newsies."
Denton walked over to the group. "I'll meet you guys at Tibby's tomorrow."
"Alright." David replied.
As Denton walked away, Jack turned to Spot. "You wanna stay at the Lodgin' House with us?" He looked over to Horseshoe, who seemed to be studying the cobblestones. Spot nodded. "Shoa."
Jack called out to Horseshoe. "You wanna stay too?"
Horseshoe shrugged. "Don't matta to me."
"Alright." Jack replied as he and the others walked toward the Lodging House.
"My eye hoits." Snoddy complained.
"Quit yer bawlin'." Jake told him.
"Shaddup." Snoddy retorted.
"Knock it off you two." Swifty said.
"Jack." David called.
"Yeah?" Jack turned and asked.
"We're going to go home. It's late." David replied.
"Alright." Jack replied.
"'Bye Cowboy!" Les called as he and David turned and walked away.
"See ya." Jack replied.
"Yeah." David replied as he and Les headed home.
Race walked up to Horseshoe. "So, how'd ya get yer name? It ain't 'cause yer good on bettin' on horses is it?"
"Nope." Horseshoe replied. "Before I became a newsie, I shod da hooves of woik horses."
"Oh." Racetrack replied, seemingly a little disappointed.
Jack sighed.
"What'sa matta Cowboy?" Spot asked.
"It's Crutchy." Jack started. "I couldn't get 'im outta da Refuge."
"It's alright." Mush started. "He'll be alright."
"You ain't eva been in there, Mush." Jack replied angrily. "It's bad."
"He's got Ten-Pin and the odders in there. 'Sides he can take a himself." Pie Eater said.
"I'se just worried about Snyder. He ain't fond a Crutch ya know." Jack replied.
"He'll be alright." Snoddy repeated as the newsies entered the Lodging House.
"Heya Kloppman." Jack said as they walked in. "Put Spot and Horseshoe down fer a bed."
"Horseshoe?" Kloppman repeated.
"Spot's friend." Itey replied.
"Alright." Kloppman replied. The newsies headed toward the bunkroom.
"So, we's meetin' Denton at Tibby's tomorrow, right?" Snipeshooter asked.
"Dat's right." Kid Blink said. "Didn't ya hear 'im?"
"Yeah, but I'se just makin' shoa." Snipeshooter replied.
"Dat's a first." Skittery remarked.
"Knock it off." Dutchy said to the two. "It's time tah go tah bed."
Soon the lights went out.
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The next day, all the newsies were sitting in Tibby's.
"Denton's late." Skittery remarked.
"He ain't." Bumlets argued.
"Yeah he is." Skittery replied.
"Hey guys! Big time!" Denton said as he walked into Tibby's, holding a paper up high.
The newsies clamored around to get a good look at the paper.
"Lemme see!" Tumbler, one of the shorter newsies exclaimed.
"You ain't even in da piture!" Slider, another of the younger newsies, remarked.
"Neither are you!" Tumbler retorted.
The two young boys were soon fighting on the floor.
"Hey, hey, hey!" Jack called. "Knock it off yous two!"
The two boys immediately stopped.
"Where's me piture, where's me piture?" Spot asked.
"What is that, Jack? Is that all about us?" Boots asked.
"A course!" Bumlets said as he rubbed his knuckles in Boots' hair.
"Stop it!" Boots said, pulling away from the older newsie.
"Hey, Jack! You look like a gentleman!" Mush exclaimed, putting his finger on Jack's picture.
"Mush, get yer fingers off of my face!" Jack exclaimed as he brushed Mush's fingers away from the paper.
"Yeah, you might ruin his 'good looks'!" Jake remarked.
"Shaddup!" Jack replied good-naturedly.
"Denton, I can't believe you got us on the front page!" David exclaimed.
"You got yourselves on the front page. Now we have to make sure you stay there for a long time." Denton remarked.
"So what?" Skittery asked. "You get your piture in da papes and what does that getcha?"
"What are you talkin' about?" Horseshoe exclaimed. "It means we're somebodies!"
"No it doesn't." Skittery remarked.
"What's the matta wit you? You get yer picture in the papes, yer famous! And when your famous you get anything you want! That's what so great about New Yawk!" Racetrack exclaimed.
"Yeah Skittery!" Horseshoe replied.
(Goes into the singing of 'King of New York')
At the end of the song, Bumlets spins on the fan, then lands.
The newsies gathered around a table.
"So give me some ideas!" Jack exclaimed. "We need to do something that'll get the other papes attention."
"How 'bout a rally?" Kid Blink suggested.
"Yeah!" Jack replied. "Dat's great! A rally -a newsie rally! We can get all the kids in New Yawk tah come!"
"Where could we host it, Jack?" David asked.
"Irving Hall, where Medda sings!" Jack exclaimed. "She'd let us use it!"
"Yeah!" the newsies agreed and began to murmur amongst themselves.
"Yeah. Me an' Spot an' Dave could be the speakers there." Jack said.
"I don't know." David said. He didn't like to be up in front of the crowds.
"Oh, c'mon, Dave. Yous will just be tawkin' tah other newsies!" Racetrack pointed out.
David was silent for a minute. "Alright." he finally agreed.
"Hey guys, to our man Denton!" Itey said.
"Yeah!" Snitch agreed as the newsies raised their glasses in a toast.
"To our man Denton!" the newsies said in unison.
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Meanwhile, Crutchy was walking into Snyder's office to take away the dinner dishes.
"Heya, Mr. Snyder! How was yer supper?" Crutchy asked, but Snyder didn't respond. Snyder was more engulfed in the paper than to hear what Crutchy was saying.
Crutchy, though, didn't seem to mind. He walked over to pick up the dishes when he saw what Snyder was looking at.
"Jack?" he asked himself without realizing that he said this aloud.
Snyder turned to Crutchy. "You know this boy?"
"No!" Crutchy replied. "He jus' looks like my . . ." he search for something to say. "Brother! He looks like me older brother, Jack!"
Snyder looked unconvinced. He had some of the information that he wanted. "Where does this boy live?"
"Um," Crutchy started. He wasn't very good at lying. "It ain't me brother. I don't know where 'e lives!"
Snyder looked at Crutchy, but Crutchy lowered his head. "Goodbye Mr. Snyder." Crutchy said as he walked out of the room.
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"I'll put down 2 bits." Kid Blink said as he, Race, Specs, and Skittery played poker, although Race was winning. Horseshoe and Mush watched.
The newsies heard footsteps. They turned to see Warden Snyder. Horseshoe's eyes became wide and he ran up the stairs very noisily.
Everyone turned and watched him run. Kid Blink followed him up the stairs.
"If ya wanna get away without being noticed, it's a good idea to go up da stairs quieter." Kid Blink said.
"I had tah get away from 'im!" Horseshoe exclaimed.
"Who?" Kid Blink asked.
"Snyda!" Horseshoe responded as if it were obvious.
Kid Blink could hear Snyder talking with Kloppman.
"He's an escaped criminal and possibly dangerous." Snyder was saying. Kid Blink knew that Snyder was talking about Cowboy.
"Why?" Kid Blink asked Horseshoe.
"Let's see, I pickpocketed, stole, escaped from the Brooklyn Refuge, am an orphan and so on." Horseshoe replied. Suddenly, they heard some footsteps coming upstairs.
"Snyda!" Kid Blink said, but the two found that that wasn't the case. It was Kloppman.
"Snyder's going to try to get a search warrant to search here!" Kloppman exclaimed. "We gotta warn Jack before he comes back!"
"Where is Jack?" Kid Blink asked.
"I don't know." Kloppman said. "He came in when Snyder was here, then left quickly."
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Sarah Jacobs looked out her bedroom window.
"Did you sleep out there all night?" she asked the boy laying on the fire escape.
"Yeah." Jack replied.
"Why?" Sarah asked.
"Nottin'. Just felt like it." Jack lied.
"Why didn't you wake us up? We could have given you a place to sleep." Sarah asked.
"It alright." Jack replied.
"Are you hungry?" Sarah asked.
"Nah." Jack replied.
Sarah smiled. "I know that you're lying."
Jack smirked.
"Go to the roof. I'll be up there in a few minutes." Sarah replied.
Jack walked to the roof. He played around until Sarah reappeared.
"Come here." she said as she set some breakfast down. Jack walked over and began to eat hungrily.
"Jack," Sarah started. "You should hear my my father says about you."
"Nottin' bad I'se hope." Jack joked.
Sarah laughed. "No. He's so proud of you and David."
Jack smiled. "Ya know, when the strike's over, I wanna get outta here and go to Santa Fe."
Sarah suddenly looked gloomy. "Why?"
"I dunno. It's just that I've been livin' here me whole life; I want a change." Jack replied.
Sarah turned to hide her hurt feelings. "I have to go get ready for work."
"Sarah," Jack said. "It's not that I don't like it here, it's just, uh." He had no clue what to say to her. "Well, nobody has eva cared wether or not I stayed or go."
"David and Les do. The other newsies do. I do." Sarah replied.
"I dunno." Jack said. "It's just been a dream of mine."
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