Disclaimer:
I own none of the newsies. I do own Ryan though.
Chapter
2
Pulitzer looks up from the baby pictures, "Wait a minute…you're not Luke. "
Snider looks at him confused. "What are you talking about. Of course I am"
Pulitzer gives him a closer look. " You may be Luke, but you aren't my kid. My kid was cute."
"Excuse me!" Snider pulls back, offended. "I got you Jack Kelly. You and me are alike"
Pulitzer laughs. "You are nothing like me. I am the King of the World."
Denton walks in throwing the Newsie's Times on his desk. "No you're not. I am." Race comes jumping through the window landing on spot. "Gee, thanks for breakin' me fall Spotty ol' boy." He grins smacking Spot on the back.
Spot groans and Race stands up "So I heard you guys talking 'bout me and I thought maybe I'd drop in." he smirks.
PUlitzer eyes him "And who are you?"
Race smirks. "Why I'm the King of the World."
"You most certainly are not!" Denton frowns.
Race stands up straighter puffing his chest out. "I am too!"
"Oh, no you are not!" Denton said, stepping closer to Race.
Race tilts his head. "Oh yeah. Then who is?"
Denton smirks "I am"
Race snorts. "Since when?"
Denton pokes him in the chest" Since you appointed me to it." He said referring to the song at Tibby's.
Race shakes his head "I'se never did such a thing. And don't poke me!" He said poking him back.
Denton Growls. "Did too. You all did." He pokes him again harder this time.
"Did NOT!" Race said angrily. He was getting sick of this.
Denton growled louder. "DID TOO!"
Ryan steps in, brushing her long brown hair off her
shoulder.
"S'cuse me boys. Neither one of y'all are, so
shaddup" She head butts their heads together and they fall
unconscious and Ryan disappears.
snider and pulitzer blink..."what was that."
Pulitzer stands up."Get
out of my house now! Before I have you thrown out"
He said
pointing to the door.
Snider gets up slowly "I'll get you back for this one, Pulitzer. You just wait and see." he threatened, sneering at him.
"Go back to the streets. You've been spending too much time with those street rats, that your thinking alike now" Pulitzer sneered back.
Snider walks out grudgingly, promising to get him back.
Spot gets up and looks down at
himself "Oh…wow is dat's me." A large funnel of spiraling
light lifts him off the ground, towards the ceiling.
"No,
no...I don't wanna go." he moves his arms, but it swallows him
to the hole. He reaches his arms out so he's stuck. "I'm not
goin' and you can't make me." He pulls himself free and
falls to the ground. "Oof." He
stands up, rubbing his
sides and realizes he has none."Oh crap." He starts to walk
out of the house. The effect of him being a spirit still hasn't
seeped in.
Jack is walking, calling out headlines and Spot sees him. "Well if it ain't Jack be nimble Jack be quick." he said smirking. Jack just walks past him.
Spots stands there, mouth agape. "Now, now Jackey boy, dat was just plain rude o' you." Jack keeps walking.
Spot was getting really ticked off by this, so he shoves Jack, but instead of of shoving him like what should of happened. Spot just falls right through him. "Ouch, what the hell." Spot gets up and looks at Jack continuing on his way.
Spot sighs and walks the opposite way pouting.
