Disclaimer: I do not own Newsies. I own Knots. Milkshake is owned by C.M Higgins and Sparks is owned by Sparks.

" I'm sorry Jack, I just can't." Medda said.

" Why not Medda?" Jack said surprised that his dear "aunt" had turned down his request.

" The theater has been running low on budget, and doing a non-profit show would really hurt us."

" Medda! This isn't like you. Think about the kids! We gotta get them away from their dad." Jack said sternly.

And as if right on cue, out stepped Curly and Splash from behind Racetrack, Knots and Milkshake, who were standing quietly behind Jack.

" Medda, this is Curly and Splash." Jack said pulling them forward. " Say hello to Ms. Medda."

" H-h-hello Ms. M-m-eda." Splash stammered.

" My daddy is mean!" Curly said starting to cry.

The Newsies fought back laughter as the kids worked up an act for Medda.

Medda looked down at the two children and dabbed at her eyes with a handkerchief before bursting out laughing.

" I might as well put you two in the show!" She exclaimed throwing her head back.

" Whadda ya say Medda?" Knots asked.

Medda sighed.

" Alright, alright you win! You can have your fundraiser."

Medda was taken aback when quickly all the Newsies rushed to her giving her a hug.

" Are you broads ready yet!?" Spot yelled angrily.

Jack, Racetrack, and Spot were waiting in the boys bunkroom the night of the fundraiser. They each had a date, Jack with Knots, and Racetrack with Milkshake obviously and then Spot with Sparks.

Spot had come over from Brooklyn to pick up Sparks. The girls were still getting ready in their bunkroom, and Curly and Splash were already at Irving Hall with Specs and Bookworm.

" What's taking them so long!? Nobody makes Spot Conlon wait!" He bellowed.

" Obviously someone does make ya wait Spot. And that someone is Sparks." Racetrack said cunningly.

" Hey don't make me soak ya!"

" Awe don't be bitter Spot, ya know ya like Sparks." Jack said with a smirk on his face.

" Shut it!" Spot yelled.

" Lets go wait downstairs in the lounge for the goils eh?" Racetrack said.

The other two boys agreed and knocked on the girls' door on the way downstairs to let them know where they were.

Newsies were heading over to Irving Hall all dressed in their best outfits. Regretfully, the three boys sat on a couch waiting for their dates. One by one, their girls came down.

The first to come down the stairs was Milkshake. She had on a powdered blue dress, that was a little tattered, but she looked radiant in it. Her hair had ringlets in it that were soft to the touch.

" Wow, Milkshake." Racetrack said standing up, along with the other two boys.

" What?" Milkshake said getting defensive.

" You look beautiful." Racetrack said.

Milkshake blushed as Racetrack walked over to her and kissed her on the cheek. He held out his arm.

" M'lady, shall we proceed to the theater?" He said in a fake English accent.

Milkshake giggled, and took his arm as they headed out of the lodging house.

Spot and Jack looked at each other a little dumbfounded.

" Ya think they all look like dat?" Spot said.

Just then someone cleared their throat from the top of the stairs.

It was Knots.

She was wearing a pink dress that was similar to Milkshake's. Her blonde hair was pulled into a pretty bun, with curly tendrils hanging loose.

Knots was on the last step when Jacked walked up to her and took her hand.

He raised it gently to his lips and kissed it.

"You look beautiful."

Knots giggled.

" You don't look too bad yourself." She said looking Jack up and down.

" Do you like my necklace?" Knots said pointing to her neck.

Tied around her neck was the pink bandana that Jack had given to her.

"It suits ya well." He said grinning.

" We better get to the Hall now?"

Jack nodded. He took her hand again and led her out the door.

Spot stood by himself in the lounge waiting for Sparks. He was growing more impatient than before.

He was just about to walk out of the door when someone called his name.

" Spot." A girls voice called from the other end of the room.

" Uh. Sorry Ise don't know who you are goily." Spot said annoyed.

" Shut up Conlon. Of coise ya know who I am." Sparks said.

" Sparks?"

" Duh!"

" C'mon we're gonna be late." Sparks said grabbing Spot and walking out of the lodging house.

Sparks was radiant.

She was wearing a lavender dress that matched the other girls, and her hair hung free except for a purple butterfly clip, which had been loaned to her by Medda. It glistened in the setting sunlight.

Spot couldn't take his eyes off of Spark's as they walked to Irving Hall.

Sparks noticed.

" Why do you keep staring at me Conlon?" Sparks said a little self conscious.

" I uh... I just cant believe your face." He said stopping to look at her.

" Is it that bad?" Sparks said touching her cheek.

" It's.... beautiful." Spot said swallowing hard. His mouth was dry and his hands were clammy.

" Why Conlon, was that a compliment coming from your mouth?"

" Hey ya didn't let me finish. I was gonna say before Ise was so rudely interrupted. It's beautiful, compared to the mess it was before."

Sparks wasn't the slightest bit hurt, she could tell Spot liked the way she looked.

" C'mon we're gonna be late." Spot said starting to walk again.

Sparks started walking next to Spot. She slyly slid her hand through his.

He looked at her for a quick second, and then just squeezed her hand lightly, and the two continued to walk to Meddas.

" Ya look good too Conlon." Sparks said smiling.

End of ch. 36! I hope ya'll liked it! I've been trying super hard to keep Spot in character, please let me know if you think I'm breaking his character! Thanks for reading! To my reviewers-

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