My newsie ~ Spot Conlon [newsies fanfic]

5: Brooklyn

"We gotta get the word out to the other newsies in New York. I need some of those..." Jack starts

"Ambassador's" thank god for David

"Right. You guys gotta be ambastards and go tell the others that we're on strike." Jack yells failing miserably on the word ambassadors making the boys laugh.

"Say Jack I got Harlem." Kid blink yells walking off

"I got midtown" Race says I mean of course that's right by the horse races. He's definitely gonna stop there for a few hours.

"I got the Bowery Jack. Josie?" Mush asks but I shake my head no saying a simple see ya and a be safe. He gives me a quick hug and runs out of the crowd.

"Hey I'll take the Bronx" Crutchy says grabbing one of the boys dragging him along.

"All right and Bumlets, and specs, and skittery, you take queens." Jack points them out.

"Pie eater, Snoody, east side."

"Snipe shooter you go with em." I say pushing his shoulder slightly as he runs off.

"What about Brooklyn? who wants Brooklyn? Come on Spot Conlons territory" Silence.

"I'll go as long as you go Jack" I say as he pats my back.

"Anyone else?" Jake yells into the crowd but everyone pretends to not hear him.

"Hey we ain't scared of Brooklyn! Spot conlons makes us nervous." Boots says for the rest of the boys.

What's so bad about Spot Conlon. I mean maybe he's soaked a couple of the 'hatten newsies and stole some sort of expensive cane. But I mean I could do that if I tried.

"So you and me boots. And Dave'll keep us company." Jack says jokingly. I guess I must've missed some of the conversation.

Soon enough Jack had pulled Les into Pulitzers office to talk to him apparently. I zoned out when they were talking about it so I was pretty lost like usual.

I sat in the stairs until Jack and Les got thrown out of the building as they yell at the person who threw them out.

~time skip~

We had finally got to the Brooklyn bridge after a while of walking

"I've never been to Brooklyn have you?" David asks as we walk along the bridge.

"Never"

"I spent a month in Brooklyn one time." Boots says as him and Jack lean over the railings an yell at the top of there lungs listening to the echo.

"So is this Spot Conlon really dangerous?" David asks with nervousness in his voice making Jack and Boots laugh at him. Still not giving him an answer so he looks at me and I just shrug.

We finally make it to the docks after a few miles from the bridge. There were boys jumping off at every inch of the dock. All stopping as we walked through.

"Hiya goily whatcha doin around these parts." Some boy asks me walking closer to me looking me up and down. I smile innocently and push him into the water as I run to catch up with the boys.

"Well if it ain't Jack be nimble Jack be quick." The boy who I assume is Spot Conlons says from on top of a sort of pier.

"So you moved up in the world spot? Got a river view and everything." Jack says to the boy who was hoping down from the ladder of the pier.

They do a spit shake before Spot acknowledges Boots and he hands him a couple of marbles.

"So uh Jackie boy. I've been hearing things from little birds. Things from Harlem. Queens." He says shooting a marble breaking a beer bottle.