Note: I do not own any of the newsies characters. I do own Jinx, Vix and Ariel.

Jinx and Vix sat on the side of the docks together and watched as the sun was

setting and casting a beautiful palette of colors onto the clouds hovering above in the sky. "How romantic," Vix said, then sighed and rested her head on Jinx's shoulder. He put his arm around her shoulder and kissed her forehead. "Yup," he replied.

" I wonder where Spot is. I haven't seen him all day," Vix spoke with curiosity. Jinx rolled his eyes. "Who cares where Spot is? We have the docks to ourselves, right? You know, sometimes I think you have a thing for him or something?"

Vi shot her head up. " I don't have a thing for him," she lied, "He is our leader shouldn't we be concerned with where the hell he is? Sometimes I think that you don't like Spot."

"Yeah, well, maybe I don't. I could make a hell of a betta leada than him. I mean like youse said, He's not even heah." Jinx snorted and stood up. "I'll be at the lodging house, way to ruin the moment." Vix rolled her eyes and shook her head. "Whatever."

Spot stepped onto the docks. He could see Vix and Jinx sitting at the other end and made his way toward them, but as he approached he heard his name in their conversation. He moved closer and hid behind a large crate and listened. Sometimes I think you don't like Spot. Yeah, well, maybe I don't. I could make a hell of a betta leada than him. I mean like youse said, He's not even heah. Spot felt anger welling up inside him, but he kept his composure. He heard Jinx walking away and he moved further out of his view. Jinx walked by and headed back toward the lodging house.

Spot looked around the crate at Vix. He had liked her since she first came to be a newsie in Brooklyn. She had long, brown hair and deep, blue eyes to match his own. She was called Vix as an even shorter version of her nickname, which was Vixen, because she was so beautiful. But she had been with Jinx for a while and Spot hadn't had time to make a move. He watched her and he could tell she was angry, just by the air around her. Then he stepped out of the dark.

"Heya Vix," He said. Vixen gasped and whirled around. "Oh, hey Spot, youse scared me," she said breathing heavier.

"Sorry."

"That's okay. So, where ya been?"

"I was in 'hattan. Playin' poka. You should come wit me next time." Spot normally wouldn't have invited Vix to go with him anywhere because of his respect for Jinx, but now that he knew how much respect Jinx had for him, he didn't care anymore. Vix smiled at him, his invitation had thrown her off guard.

"Oh, yea, sure," she replied, wondering if Spot knew she was still seeing Jinx. But, she couldn't pass up an invitation from the Brooklyn leader.

"Ok, good, I'll let you know when we are goin' at hav another game." Spot smiled and winked at her and then he walked away toward the lodging house. Vix felt her heart leap for joy inside of her, but she managed to keep her composure.

When Spot reached the lodging house he saw Jinx standing outside chatting with some of the other Brooklyn newsies. They saw Spot and they all greeted him. "Heya Spot," Jinx said as Spot approached.

"Hey Jinx," Spot replied, "can I see you for a minute?" Spot glared at Jinx. Jinx's stomach turned and he felt some sweat beginning to form on his brow.

"Uh, sure," he managed to spit out. The remaining newsies stood up and walked into the lodging house leaving Spot and Jinx alone.