DISCLAIMER: I don't own Newsies, but I wish I did. I do own the chiccy though!

JLXS: Hey hey! Alright, I was reading some Newsies fanfics and decided that there were to many in which people traveled to the past and met the newsies, so I decided to write one in which a newsie goes to the future! I chose Spot because he's my favorite. By the way, originally, a newsie was gonna' go to the future and it was gonna' be slash. But even though I love slash, it never turns out the way I want it to when I'm writing it!

Now read on!

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Spot hit the ground with a thud. He rubbed his sore bottom as he stood up. "Ow, where am I?" he asked himself as he glanced around the room he was in. It was painted in black, considering that this was a bathroom, it was pretty odd. He bent over to pick up his cane. "Where'd all 'da udda' newsies go?" he asked himself. A short while ago he had been at Tibby's eating lunch with a few of the Manhattan newsies, but now he was stranded in some unknown place.

"Who's there?" a young, female voice called out. The door opened.

There stood the weirdest girl Spot had ever seen. She had black hair that reached her knees and eyes as red as, no, redder than, fire. She towered Spot at an amazing 6' 2'' and she was slender. Her outfit was in major contrast to her stark white, almost anemic, skin. She had on a black mini skirt with red skulls on it. Her black, leather, corset resembling top was pressed tightly to her torso. Her knee-high boots with laces and buckles were definitely something that Spot had never seen before in Brooklyn.

"Who're you?" she asked coldly.

Spot blinked, trying to take in her appearance.

"Well? I haven't got all day; I have to be at the recording studio in twenty minutes. Now, who are you and why are you in my bathroom?" she asked again.

"Uh…"

The girl glanced at her watch in impatience. "Hurry, or I'll lock you in that closet until I get back. You should consider yourself lucky that I don't like the police, otherwise, they would be here," she scowled, gesturing towards the linen closet.

'Is this goil crazy?' Spot thought to himself. 'Why should I tell 'er my name?'

She left the room and came back a moment later carrying a pistol. "I really don't want to shoot you," she said. 'Well, that's a lie. The truth is, I would love to shoot you considering that you're being as stubborn as an ass, ya' ass,' she thought amused.

Spot had never seen a real gun before. Sure, he'd seen pictures of them in the papes, but he'd never actually seen one.

"Um, I'm Spot Conlon, leada' o' 'da Brooklyn newsies," he answered, regaining composure with each syllable.

"Newsies? You are a major blast from the past. You're wearing suspenders for the love of Gene!" she exclaimed exasperated.

"Gene?" he asked warily.

"Never mind that. I'll tell you what. You stay put until I get back from my band's recording session. Then I'll figure out how to deal with you."

She gave him an extremely quick tour of her house, well, mansion, was more like it.

'Man, if I didn't have a new record to record, you would be out on the streets… Unfortunately, since you believe you are a newsie, you must be mentally ill or something, you'd be a danger to everyone, not that I care, but I still need to figure out how you got past the security system,' she thought.

"Look, if you're hungry, food's over there. Don't make a mess and don't steal anything. Kapeesh?"

"Uh…"

"Never mind. I'll be back in another two hours. If ya' need anything, call for my butler, Willum."

The door swung closed behind her with an echoing thud.

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JLXS: So, whaddya' think? Sorry for the short chapter, but the next one is going to be really long because in the next chapter, Spot walks around the mansion messing around with Jaylex's stuff. Yes, the chiccy's name is Jaylex Isentrine. (Jay-lecks Eye-zen-treen) And yes, it never says that in this chapter. I have a knack for coming up with weird names.

Oh, since I'm obsessed with Gene Starwind from Outlaw Star, and I made Jaylex in my likeness, I couldn't resist the urge to make her say, "for the love of Gene," just like I do!

Jaylex, by the way, is three months older than Spot. She is the lead singer and first guitarist for the platinum album band, Disturbed. Their platinum album, Amity Intolerant, was recorded a year before Spot arrived. Jaylex had to go to the recording studio in order to record the band's new album, Abhorrence. She also used to date the bassist…

Anyway, expect a new chapter soon!

Sayonara!