"What the fuck?" Spot screamed at the shouting people on the dock. Spot hated being interrupted during a fight. Malamute and Jack pointed their thumbs to a police officer behind them.

"Youse screwed now!" Hull said with a smirk.

"Fuck…"

Hull smiled and swam over to the dock. Spot treaded miserably in the water, refusing to go on land. Surprisingly, Hull was handcuffed when he pulled himself up. Spot laughed.

"I'm screwed?"

Malamute and the steelers stared vacantly at the cop.

"Excuse me, officer, why are ya arresting him?" Marbles asked.

"Assault charges…" he growled.

"Assaut? Hull don't get into fights that often, sir," Racetrack defended.

"Yeah, I think youse lookin' for Mr. Spot Conlon over there…" Hull mumbled.

"Is your name Caleb, son?" the cop inquired.

"Who wants to know?"

"The law."

"Then no, my name ain't Caleb…"

"Don't be a smart ass!" Jack hissed as everyone laughed at Hull's response.

"Alright, you're under arrest, kid."

Spot kicked over to the docks' ladder and climbed up.

"Officer, I've seen this kid get into fights. Once he even beat up an old lady and stole food from her…" Spot said innocently.

"What! Liar! I'll kill ya, ya bastard!" Hull screamed.

Malamute and Jack shook their heads. The cop's eyes widened.

"Not the smartest thing to say, Shore…" Malamute whispered.

"But that ain't all, sir!" Spot continue. "See, my friends call Caleb here Hull-Shore. Truth is, he's more like a Hull-Whore."

"WHAT!"

"Please explain, son," the cop ordered Spot.

"Well, yeah, he's been getting' girls to pay him-"

"LIAR!"

"-To pay him for sex, sir. I don't see why he just don't give 'em a damn good time, so they come back again, ya know? He makes them pay for it. Pretty dirty and wrong, don't ya agree?"

"I've never done that!"

"And it ain't just girls, either. Hull-Whore here fucks guys too. He's a faggo-"

Hull lunged at Spot and tackled him to the ground. He brought his handcuffs down to Spot's throat, the metal compressing his windpipe. Spot kicked him in the stomach and scrambled up.

"Look at that queer, can't control his libido…"

"I'LL KILL YA!"

"That's it son, come on!" the officer yelled as he grabbed Hull and walked away. The newsies and steelers protested loudly as Hull was taken away.

"This doesn't make sense! Ya can't come out here and throw him in jail!" Kid Blink bellowed.

"Hull doesn't do that! He's never even had sex!" Malamute shouted. Hull threw a wry look at Malamute and mouthed 'Tell it to the world, husky'.

"He never did that!" yelled Aqua. "Spot's lying!"

Although Whistler disproved of what Spot was doing, he slapped a hand over Aqua's mouth. Skittery saw this and kicked Whistler's shin.

"Let go of her!" he commanded. Whistler ignored him, but Aqua elbowed him in the chest. Skittery threw a punch at Whistler, who dodged it.

"Quit it!" Jack barked. He pulled Skittery away from Whistler and began scolding him.

"What are ya doing? We need allies, Skitts! Don't soak 'em!"

"He touched my girl…"

"He didn't touch me…" Echo said suddenly.

"Aw shit…" Skittery murmured. Whistler grinned. At least Spot hadn't lied about Skittery's affair.

"Youse not his girl, stay outta this…" Aqua said.

"I am!"

"Skittery!" Aqua growled.

"Uh…"

"This is the best birthday ever…" Spot said to himself.

Pantomime turned around, looking glossy eyed.

"How could ya, Spot? Why'd ya do that to my friend?"

"He did it to himself, kid. That's what happened when ya break the law…"

"But he didn't! Ya did this to Curtain Call too!"

A pang of guilt stabbed Spot. It was true; Pantomime's brother was in jail because Spot had put him there.

Agh! Sorry for the crappy chapter, everyone! I've been busy so this was kinda rushed, plus I had to do the 618 word limit! I didn't use much of your characters in this chapter, mainly because it was just about Hull and Spot. Anyways, I'll use your characters in the next chapter, I promise.