All the boys went back to the Lodging House acting as if nothing had happened. They were greeted at the door by the familiar screams of Spot and Harmony as they fought over who was the better fighter. They had been through this fight many times, but they were starting to run out of things to fight over so they returned to old favorites frequently.
"Looks like nows as gooda time as any," Blink said, grimacing when he heard a loud thump from upstairs and hoped it wasn't Harmony being thrown out the window.
The boys entered the bunk room finding Spot and Harmony wrestling on the floor. Harmony, although not as skilled of a fighter as Spot, was holding up her side of the fight using various girl techniques (i.e. nails, hair pulling, biting when necessary) to her advantage. Spot was trying to pin her to the floor when he saw the boys come in. Harmony looked up to see them and Spot took the opportunity to finally pin her down. She squirmed around yelling, "GET OFF A ME".
Spot smirked at her. "Good fighta, eh? Ya wouldn't last two seconds 'n Brooklyn let alone be able ta soak all me boys, Bittah. Nice try, doh. Maybe ya should go play wid some dolls an' leave fightin' ta da boys". He got off of her still smirking and walked towards the door.
"Heya boys. How's it goin'?" Spot asked as he passed.
"Hey Spot, can I talk ta ya in private for a second?" Blink asked trying to feign confidence.
Spot glanced at him oddly. "Shoah Cyclops, I'se gotta couple seconds…no longer doh I'se got things ta do.
Blink nodded and walked toward to washroom, ignoring Spot's use of his nickname.
Wow, Spot thought, somethin' must really be up. He didn't even whine about his nickname. I wondah what's buggin' him.
"So whaddya want?" Spot asked when they were in the bathroom.
"Well, I'se wants ya ta be nicer ta Harmony dat's what I want. I'se and' da oddah boys are sick a you'se two's constant fightin'! How 'bout you'se both jest grow up?" Blink said in one quick breath.
"I'se hope you got dat outta yer system Cyclops 'cause I would hate ta hafta soak ya fer it more dan once," Spot commented raising his fists.
"Wait a minute. I'se realizes yer gunna kill me and I'se accept it but foist I wanna finish since I ain't too keen on two beatin's in one day," Blink said sounding more confident than he was.
"All right what else has ya gots ta say?" Spot questioned.
"Hey Harmony come're fer a minute!" Blink yelled into the other room.
Spot looked at him oddly but made no move to stop him. Harmony's popped her head in saying, "Whaddya want Blink I don't really want ta be near him anymore."
"Jest come're for a second" Blink said trying to get her farther into the room.
Harmony walked a little closer. "Okay, what is it dat ya couldn't say when I was three steps away?"
"Uhh…nuttin" Blink said running out of the room. He quickly locked the only unlocked door. He didn't have to worry about them trying to jump out the window since it was a fairly long fall and pavement under it.
"All right you'se guys when you'se starts bein' civil-like Ise'll let ya out…'til den you'se ain't comin' out fer nothin'." Blink yelled through the door.
All the newsies that hadn't been at the secret meeting were in shock. None more shocked than Spot however.
"Let me out now! You'se a dead man! I ain't gunna be friends wid dis slut! Let me out! I'll soak ya!!" Spot yelled through the door, banging on it with his cane.
"Oh yeah! Tell him yer goin' ta kill him. Dat will make him want ta let ya free. 'Cause Blink is so gunna sit an' think, 'I really want ta let an angry killah outta locked doors so he can come an' get me!" Harmony commented sarcastically.
"Yeah, well, I'se don' see you'se doin' nothin', Bittah. Maybe you'se likes bein' 'n heah, but I certoinly don't," Spot said glaring at her.
"Get over yerself, ya jerk. Ya 'dink I want ta be in da same state as you, let alone da same room?" Harmony asked.
"Well, den, hows 'bout helpin' me out den an' try to find a way outta heah? Isn't Blink supposed ta be yer boy? Isn't that how it woiks princess? You'se says jump an' he says how high? Maybe you'se ain't as great as you'se though ya were!" Spot commented.
"Yer makin' fun a me? I thought you were supposed ta be feared by everyone. Why haven't da rest a da newsies ran ta help der 'fearless leadah'? Harmony asked pointedly.
Little did Harmony know that the Brooklyn newsies were trying to help Spot. They had ran to the washroom to release him right away. Blink was standing watch by the door and refused to give them the key. They were about to give him the worst beating of his life when the rest of the Manhattan newsies rushed to the aid of their fellow Manhattanian. The three Brooklyners were sadly outnumbered and ran off to Brooklyn to get Jack or recruits. They refused to leave their beloved leader locked up in a washroom.
The fight inside raged on. They yelled until their voices were too hoarse to continue and then resorted to throwing objects and water. After a couple of hours, they were both soaking wet, their throats hurt and they were out of breath.