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eyes? I Do.
It was sunset when Scotty, Jack and Spot all set out to Central Park. The rest of jack's newsies would be following at a slower pace.
Scotty looked at the trees that dotted the grounds, where was that bastard.
"Ise sees youse finallys comes Doll face."
Scotty tensed, "Where be Flag you bloody fag?"
Mick stepped out of the shadows and laughed. He clicked his fingers and two goons dragged out a limp Flag. They dropped her on the ground. Flag opened her eyes and groaned. Jack's heart flipped over in his chest but he held his ground.
Scotty however ran forward to her friend. "Flag lass, ay'm so sorry." Flag gave her half a smile.
Spot jumped forward when Mick grabbed Scotty's arm yanking her too him.
"You tell Mouse that until she comes back to me, I'll have her leader here."
Spot sneered, "Don't be to sure of that." Suddenly they were surrounded by newsies. Scotty chose that time to knee him in the groin. Mick screamed and ran off.
Jack ran to where Flag lay, "Youse ok?"
Flag blushed and nodded. Jack picked her up and walked back to the lodging house.
That night all the newsies could talk about was what Mick had meant. They were all tempted to talk to Mouse about it but after receiving a glare from Scotty they refrained.
Jack, Ivy, Spot and Scotty sat around Flag's bed. "I wasn't paying attention Scotty. They came out of nowhere."
"'Tis not your fault. It be me own. Aye should have kenned that Mick wouldna let it go."
Spot turned his blue eyes imploringly at Scotty, "Wouldn't let what go?"
Ignoring him, Scotty clutched Flag's hand. Flag was her favorite of the girls, a sister to her really. Scotty ducked her head. Taking a seep breath she looked into Spot's eyes for the first time since they brought Flag back.
What he saw there was guilt and pain and anger. Spot was stunned, he had always heard how tough Scotty was, never showing emotion but here she was. It was strange.
"Jack, be good bloke and carry Flag downstairs. We need ta talk to Mouse."
It was sunset when Scotty, Jack and Spot all set out to Central Park. The rest of jack's newsies would be following at a slower pace.
Scotty looked at the trees that dotted the grounds, where was that bastard.
"Ise sees youse finallys comes Doll face."
Scotty tensed, "Where be Flag you bloody fag?"
Mick stepped out of the shadows and laughed. He clicked his fingers and two goons dragged out a limp Flag. They dropped her on the ground. Flag opened her eyes and groaned. Jack's heart flipped over in his chest but he held his ground.
Scotty however ran forward to her friend. "Flag lass, ay'm so sorry." Flag gave her half a smile.
Spot jumped forward when Mick grabbed Scotty's arm yanking her too him.
"You tell Mouse that until she comes back to me, I'll have her leader here."
Spot sneered, "Don't be to sure of that." Suddenly they were surrounded by newsies. Scotty chose that time to knee him in the groin. Mick screamed and ran off.
Jack ran to where Flag lay, "Youse ok?"
Flag blushed and nodded. Jack picked her up and walked back to the lodging house.
That night all the newsies could talk about was what Mick had meant. They were all tempted to talk to Mouse about it but after receiving a glare from Scotty they refrained.
Jack, Ivy, Spot and Scotty sat around Flag's bed. "I wasn't paying attention Scotty. They came out of nowhere."
"'Tis not your fault. It be me own. Aye should have kenned that Mick wouldna let it go."
Spot turned his blue eyes imploringly at Scotty, "Wouldn't let what go?"
Ignoring him, Scotty clutched Flag's hand. Flag was her favorite of the girls, a sister to her really. Scotty ducked her head. Taking a seep breath she looked into Spot's eyes for the first time since they brought Flag back.
What he saw there was guilt and pain and anger. Spot was stunned, he had always heard how tough Scotty was, never showing emotion but here she was. It was strange.
"Jack, be good bloke and carry Flag downstairs. We need ta talk to Mouse."