Disclaimer: I don't own Newsies, or any of the people, places (in short: anything) associated with it. I also don't own Iris, Quotes, Candy, Bailey or Duckie.

Author's notes: One, I changed the title. Don't know why, just a sudden urge… kind of. Two, this is one of those chapters with multiple scenes… basically what I'm trying to say is I was too lazy to find out which ones it covered. Sorry, that's just me. But it is after that scene where all the people die (Tybalt, Mercutio…) and well… you'll see why I skipped it.

Chapter Seven:

"Mush, you better get out of here! You might have killed Skittery and probably Race too. I can't believe you picked a fight with him and let your friend get hurt. Spot will hear about this soon, and there's gonna be hell to pay!" Jack yelled. Mush was finding it difficult to take in all that Jack was saying. "So scram and don't come back! We've already got enough trouble without you going and picking fights!"

"But I didn't…."

"BEAT IT!" Jack screamed. Mush turned and left the lodging house and he kept on going and going until he had no idea where he was.

~*~

"Oh, where is that silly boy?" Juliet cried pacing. "I sent Red to find out about when Mush and I will meet. My husband and I." She smiled at the thought. "Oh damn it! He probably went and got himself lost!" Just then the young newsie came in. "Red what's wrong?"

"Skittery's been awful hurt. Down in Manhattan!"

"Is he okay?"

"I dunno… I just don't know."

"And Mush?" Juliet prompted.

"Yeah, it was Mush who did it!"

"What! Mush hurt Skittery?"

"I saw it myself, and now he's gone."

"Gone? Gone where?" she shook Red by his shoulders. "Tell me!"

"Nobody knows. He just… ran."

~*~

"Everyone's rather upset by the attack from Manhattan," Spot explained. "And led by Mush. We all thought he was… well he wasn't that kind of person." Mr. Paris nodded.

"But is Juliet about?"

"Afraid not. Keep on missing her don't you… she's probably out selling, most of the newsies are at this time." Iris hearing the exchange between Spot and Frank Paris hurried up to the bunkroom. Juliet was sat alone on the bunk near the window.

"Frank Paris is downstairs; looking for you again. I told Spot to say you were out, since you seemed so upset."

"Thank you," Juliet replied and Iris smiled.

"Did you ever speak to him? At the party?"

"Oh… no. I found myself rather busy all night." Iris shrugged and was about to leave, and then Juliet stopped her.

"Oh I have to tell someone!" she cried.

"What?"

"It's about Mush… he and I got married this morning."

"What!" Iris was very surprised; she hadn't even known they were acquainted. But the she considered it fully. "Well before the fight I knew Mush really well. He was a good friend. I can see why you would want to marry him. It's horrible about this fighting business, that's sent Mush away. He could not have started it!" Iris shook her head. "Nobody even remembers what we're fighting over. As far as I'm concerned it's only keeping people… friends apart." Iris glanced around the room for a second. "Go and see Kid Blink in Manhattan. He and Mush are really good friends." Iris pulled a crumpled piece of paper out of her pocket, and then she grabbed a pencil that she had noticed on the floor. She scribbled out a short note. "Give him this." She handed Juliet the note.

"Thank you again,"

"Don't worry. You owe as mush to Brooklyn as I do." Juliet looked at her quizzically. "I'm Canadian, by the way. So to people like me, you'll never be a traitor if you switch sides for love." Juliet hugged Iris, and then ran out of the lodging house towards Manhattan.