Disclaimer: I do not own Newsies! I own Knots. Milkshake is owned by C.M Higgins, Sparks is owned by Sparks and Dimonah Tralon owns Bookworm.

" It's a nice night isn't it?" Spot said while walking awkwardly next to Sparks.

" Um Sure." Sparks said.

" Ya can see the stars really well tonight. I wonder how many there are." Spot couldn't believe that he was sounding so sappy, but he had no clue what to say.

" C'mon Conlon, you didn't ask me out here just to talk about the stars didya?"

" How do you know?" Spot said harshly turning towards her.

" Well, because I know everything of course." Sparks said smiling and brushing her hair behind her shoulder.

" You do not!" Spot said practically yelling.

" Conlon, Ise was joking." Sparks said seriously.

" Ise knew that. Ise was just joking right along with you. Geeze woman."

Sparks rolled her eyes.

" Alright Conlon, if this is why you wanted me out here, then I'm just gonna go back inside."

Sparks turned around and started walking past the lodging house.

" Wait. Don't go." Spot said grabbing her arm.

Sparks turned around and faced Spot.

" Why not?"

" Because, well, no one walks away from Spot Conlon. I am the leader of Brooklyn in case ya haven't hoid."

" Yea Ise know you're the leader of Brooklyn, and don't worry Ise hoid plenty about youse." Sparks turned and started walking back to the lodging house again.

Spot ran to catch up with her and stood in front of her so she couldn't go any farther.

" Outta my way Conlon, I wanna get back into the game before they get too far in."

" What else have you hoid about me?"

" Ya really wanna know?"

" I just wanna make sure its all the right information."

" Alright Conlon ya wanna know what Ise hoid about you? Ise hoid that you are a self centered, womanizer who doesn't care about anyone who is a female. Ise hoid that you have a new goil every two days and have broken hearts left and right without a care in the woild. And ya know what Ise think of guys that do that? Ise think that they are doity rotten scabbas and I'd soak em if I had the chance."

Spot stood there with his mouth hanging open.

" Ya happy now?"

Sparks was just about to go back to the lodging house when Spot said, " Who told you that?"

" Just about every goil I'se talked to."

" Will ya just come walk with me?"

" Why? I despise you."

"Because, you should hate me for who I am." Spot realized what he said. "I mean, you should only hate me if you know me and don't like my personality, and well ya don't know me or my personality."

Sparks thought for a minute.

" Fine."

The two started walking around the city silently, until Spot finally broke the silence.

" So they told youse I'm a womanizer huh?"

" Yea that's right."

" Well I guess you could say that I am." Spot said trying to hide his smirk.

" Just what Ise thought."

" But wait a minute. Just because Ise have girlfriends doesn't mean Ise don't care for goils. I have cared for a goil before."

Sparks started to laugh.

" Youse mudder or sistah doesn't count Conlon."

" Why do Ise try to tell you anything." Spot yelled angrily.

Sparks was surprised.

" Ise sorry Spot. I didn't mean to be rude."

" Yea, Yea I don't care."

" No. Really Spot I am."

Spot walked over to a bench and sat down.

"There's something you're not telling me." Sparks said sitting down next to him.

" Youse already know everything you need to know about me."

" Spot." Sparks said reaching for the hand that Spot was resting in his lap. "Tell me. I want to know who you are."

Spot ripped his hand away and stood up.

" Now why would you wanna know a dopey thing like that."

" Because, I don't believe the things people say."

" Listen goily. I'm Spot Conlon, fearless leader of Brooklyn. Ise got a new goil every night and that's the way its gonna stay."

" It wasn't always like that, was it Spot." Sparks said stepping closer to him.

She looked into his eyes and saw pain. She knew that he had been hurt before.

Sparks put her hand on Spot's cheek and was about to lean in and kiss him, when a drunk man singing broke the silence.

They both looked over at the man just as he stumbled, and the bottle that he was holding in his hand shattered to the ground.

" That's him." Spot said softly.

"Who's him?"

" Splash's and Curly's father."

" The two little kids Itey was talking about?"

Spot nodded.

" We gotta get inside and tell the udders." Spot turned and walked swiftly into the lodging house as Spark's followed.

When they reached the bunkroom Spot slammed open the door.

" We got trouble." Spot said as every Newsie looked up, silent, with curious faces.

" What is it Spot?" Jack said standing up.

" Curly and Splash's fadder, he's outside, and he's really hammered."

" What was he doing?" Knots said standing next to Jack grasping his hand.

" Well singing mostly, but he was starting to head this way."

Just then the Newsies jumped as they heard a loud banging from downstairs.

" I bet that's him." Racetrack said standing up.

" We gotta do something." Milkshake walked over to the two small children who were tucked safely into a bed.

" Hey fellas watch the tykes will ya? Spot, Sparks, Race, Milkshake and Knots, come with me."

The five of them walked downstairs to see what the noise was. Sure enough, they found the father stumbling around the lounge looking at Kloppman's record book.

When Sparks reached the downstairs and saw what was in front of her she gasped and quickly went back up to the bunkroom.

" Uh excuse me sir, can Ise help ya?" Jack said smoothly.

" I...want...my kids back." The drunk man gurgled.

End of ch. 33! I hope ya'll liked it! Umm yea I don't really know what else to say except I'm should have ch.34 up by this weekend if not sooner. Thank so much again for reading! Please review : ) To my Reviewers-

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