The next morning came all too fast, and with that, the realization that I would have to return to Brooklyn today and face my promise. That afternoon, as Sweetz and I were crossing the bridge I had her how things with her and Mush were proceeding.
"Eh, wese ain't mad at each odda any more. Wese just needed our time apart, ya know?" I nodded in agreement. When we reached Brooklyn, Spot was in his usual place.
"Heya Spot!!" I called. Spot looked at me dumfounded.
"Youse sure recover quick."
"Just bounce back up on my feet Spot. Now, about Rocket…"
"She ain't going no wheres, Bounce." Spot said cutting me off.
"If you don't let her go Spot, she'll prolly run away again!"
"Den I'll bring her back!" he said eyeing me fiercely.
"Youse can't force her to stay here Spot." Sweetz said giving a look expressing exactly how futile that would be. "Youse can't control her like one a youse guys"
"YEA?!" said Spot getting all up in her face, "and whyse can't I? Whose gonna stop me huh?"
"Look Spot," I said,"why won't youse let 'er go? Huh?"
"Cuz den I'd be shoit a newsie, and Ise enjoy her company, ya know? Keeps me life more interestin'" at this point Sweetz just burst out laughing.
"Sos in odder woids, youse just trying ta get youse way wit her cuz she's a challenge fer youse!"
Spot gave an angry look, "Dats not true!!"
"Oh my God! It so is!' Sweetz said, still laughing. Suddenly, it hit me. I pulled Sweetz aside and whispered to her,
"Hey, what if youse stayed here in Brooklyn, cuz we all knows Spot would enjoys youse company, and den I could take Rocket back to Manhattan." She thought about it for a minute. You could almost see it going through her head.
"Yas know, dat might not be such a bad idea, I could use a change a scene. And Ise neva told any one, but Ise always kinda liked Spot."
"Excellent" I said walking back over to Spot. "Spot, what if Ise took Rocket back ta Manhattan wit me and youse keep Sweetz here wit you?"
"Yea," Sweetz said nudging him, "and youse could enjoy my company." Spot smiled at Sweetz and said sarcastically,
"What makes youse tink Ise want her?"
"Da same ting dat makes her tink Ise wants youse." Sweetz said laughing. Spot smiled and laughed with her. Then, looking at me he said,
"Done." We Spit and shook on it. Everyone was ecstatic for the switch and that night we all said our good-byes on our side of the bridge. All the Manhattan and Brooklyn newsies were there. I knew I would miss Sweetz, but I couldn't help but wonder what kind of sarcastic bitching Sweetz would put Brooklyn through. Spot was in for a wild ride, but he would love every minute of it, he was after all, Spot Conlon.
"Eh, wese ain't mad at each odda any more. Wese just needed our time apart, ya know?" I nodded in agreement. When we reached Brooklyn, Spot was in his usual place.
"Heya Spot!!" I called. Spot looked at me dumfounded.
"Youse sure recover quick."
"Just bounce back up on my feet Spot. Now, about Rocket…"
"She ain't going no wheres, Bounce." Spot said cutting me off.
"If you don't let her go Spot, she'll prolly run away again!"
"Den I'll bring her back!" he said eyeing me fiercely.
"Youse can't force her to stay here Spot." Sweetz said giving a look expressing exactly how futile that would be. "Youse can't control her like one a youse guys"
"YEA?!" said Spot getting all up in her face, "and whyse can't I? Whose gonna stop me huh?"
"Look Spot," I said,"why won't youse let 'er go? Huh?"
"Cuz den I'd be shoit a newsie, and Ise enjoy her company, ya know? Keeps me life more interestin'" at this point Sweetz just burst out laughing.
"Sos in odder woids, youse just trying ta get youse way wit her cuz she's a challenge fer youse!"
Spot gave an angry look, "Dats not true!!"
"Oh my God! It so is!' Sweetz said, still laughing. Suddenly, it hit me. I pulled Sweetz aside and whispered to her,
"Hey, what if youse stayed here in Brooklyn, cuz we all knows Spot would enjoys youse company, and den I could take Rocket back to Manhattan." She thought about it for a minute. You could almost see it going through her head.
"Yas know, dat might not be such a bad idea, I could use a change a scene. And Ise neva told any one, but Ise always kinda liked Spot."
"Excellent" I said walking back over to Spot. "Spot, what if Ise took Rocket back ta Manhattan wit me and youse keep Sweetz here wit you?"
"Yea," Sweetz said nudging him, "and youse could enjoy my company." Spot smiled at Sweetz and said sarcastically,
"What makes youse tink Ise want her?"
"Da same ting dat makes her tink Ise wants youse." Sweetz said laughing. Spot smiled and laughed with her. Then, looking at me he said,
"Done." We Spit and shook on it. Everyone was ecstatic for the switch and that night we all said our good-byes on our side of the bridge. All the Manhattan and Brooklyn newsies were there. I knew I would miss Sweetz, but I couldn't help but wonder what kind of sarcastic bitching Sweetz would put Brooklyn through. Spot was in for a wild ride, but he would love every minute of it, he was after all, Spot Conlon.