Disclaimer: I do not own Newsies…etc. I do own Mouse, Phoenix RIP, and a new character by the name of Dice. Thanks to those of you who have reviewed! You're the best!

Mouse made her way home feeling confused, one part of her was screaming you've only know him one day! How could you almost kiss him? The other part of her was euphoric. She would be selling papes tomorrow and she'd be with Spot. When she arrived home she was bombarded by her mother as soon as she stepped through the door.

"So my dear, how was your day?" she pried. "Did you have fun with this young man?"

If this is how her life had normally been Mouse may have laughed. Instead she just got annoyed with the attention she knew she was getting only based on the fact that she had a friend. More specifically a boy friend.

"Yes mother. I had a great time. We sat on the bridge and talked. We're meeting there again tomorrow."

Mouse thought it best not to let her mother know too much at once. Like that she was going to be selling papes with Spot tomorrow.

"Tomorrow! How wonderful! He must like you this young man…um…what's his name?"

"His name…well…his name is Spot, Spot Conlon."

Her mother gave her a look that she believed a young child must get when talking about an imaginary friend. A look of disbelief. Mouse knew her mother thought she was trying to be funny.

"Spot? Is that his real name?"

"Well, I'm not sure…it's just what he asked me to call him and I'm assuming that's what all his other friends call him…"

"Ah, well, no matter. Maybe you should invite this Spot over sometime to meet your father and I."

"Maybe…if I want him to be bored out of his mind…one day. Right now I just want to get to know him better."

"All right dear…there's leftovers on the counter if your hungry. Goodnight."

When sleep finally took over all of Mouse's dreams were filled with stormy eyes, and soft words. Spot filled her head till finally she made herself wake up. It was five thirty in the morning. There was no use in going back to sleep. She'd just have to get right back up to meet Spot. Not that she cared. She couldn't wait to get out there to carry the banner.

Spot hadn't had such a fitful sleep since he was a kid, but last night he dreamt about his father, Phoenix, and last, but the most vivid dream of all was of Mouse. Her eyes staring back at him as they leaned closer to one another. C'mon Spot, get a hold of yaself. You've only known this goil one day…He groaned. It was five thirty in the morning. In an hour he would be meeting Mouse at the Distribution Center to give her the experience of carrying the banner.

Surprisingly Mouse was already there when Spot showed up. She looked as if she was walking up the steps to be hung at the gallows.

"Mornin' Mouse, why do ya look so noivous. All you'se gonna be doin is sellin' a bunch of harmless papes. They won't bite I promise." He smirked at her then.

She pouted when he said this last bit. Obviously she don't like bein' teased. Spot thought. Ah, she'll get ova it.

"I'm not nervous so you know. I just think I won't be any good at this sellin' papes business."

They bought their papes. Spot had his usual ninety. He told Mouse to buy forty. In less than an hour all of Spot's papes were gone. Mouse still had thirty-five. By the end of the second hour Mouse had only sold seven more papes. She was getting so frustrated she just wanted to throw her papes at people and make them take them. At this point she didn't care about the money.

"Ya know sweetheart, maybe the papes sellin' business just ain't for ya."

"Are you trying to tell me that I'm bad at selling papers?"

"Pretty much."

"Spot Conlon you are the most foul creature on this earth!"

With that she shoved her remaining papers at his chest and started running. She had no idea where she was running to until she came to the docks. She was getting some strange looks from some of the other Brooklyn newsies but she didn't care. She was so mad at Spot. A few seconds later she felt like she was being watched. She turned around and sure enough Spot was standing there looking at her like she was crazy.

"Look Mouse, I'se sorry for insultin' ya but ya even said you didn't think you was gonna be any good…I didn't think it would hoit ya feelings."

She wasn't really listening to Spot. She turned away from him and stared blankly at the water.

"Fine if you won't listen…"

Next thing she knew she was soaking wet and floating in the river. Spot couldn't help but laugh. The look on her face! Priceless. Ha…that'll teach her ta listen.

"Are you just going to stand there laughing like an idiot or are you going to help me out."

He held out his hand and she took it. She yanked with all her might and sent Spot toppling in to the water. She hoisted herself out, doubled over from laughing.

"Oh Spot! I wish you could have seen the look on your face! You looked like such.."

Mouse couldn't finish her sentence she was laughing so hard.

"Mouse! I'se gonna soak ya!"

"Oh yeah? I'd like to see you try!"

And with that she was off again. Weaving through the newsies of Brooklyn and then out into the busy streets. She risked a glance over her shoulder and saw Spot not to far behind. Then she hit something solid and fell onto the hard ground.

"Sorry Mister. I wasn't watching where I was going."

"It's ok darlin'. No blood no foul."

Mouse glanced up and saw that she was staring at a boy around her age with brown eyes. He had papers hooked under his left arm. Obviously a newsie.

"The name's Dice…what's yours?"

AN: Ok. So here's another chapter. Thanks to everyone who is reviewing. This chapter is the result of writing on napkins while at work and listening to Carryin' the Banner at least ten times. So…Dice. I'm not sure what I'm going to do with him yet…but it probably won't be too good. He might tell Mouse some very not nice things about our dear Spot. Anyway please review! Thanks for reading!