Brooklyns Star [Spot Conlon x Reader]

We Got A Deadline

Chris’s Pov.
Denton, Davey, Sara and me followed Jack all the way to the distribution center, and down into the cellar.

“You’ve been living here?” Sara asked.

She was instantly shushed by Jack.

“Shh! They’re above us. If Weasel catches us we’re all in the slam” he whispered.

Jack turned on the ceiling lap, and pulled back a sheet, revealing

“Oh right. A platen press. Looks like old man Pulitzer never threw anything away” Denton smiled.

“Will this work?” Davey asked.

“It better, we got a deadline” I reminded.

Denton:
This is the story you wanted to write, wel tonight is the night that you can.

Jack:
Just get this done and by dawn's early light you can finish the fight you began.

Davey:
This time we're in it to stay

Sara:
Think about seizing the day

Jack:
Think of that train as she rolls into old Santa Fe. Tell em I’m on my way.

All:
See old man Pulitzer snug in his bed, he don't care if we're dead or alive

Three satin pillows are under his head, while we’re begging for bread to survive

Joe, if you’re still counting sheep, wake up and read em and weep.

You've got your thugs with their stick and their slugs, Yeah!

But we got a promise to keep!

Once and for all something tells me the tides’ll be turnin

Once and for all there’s a fire inside me that won’t stop burnin.

Now that the choices are clear.

Now that tomorrow is here.

Watch how the mighty can fall, once and for all.

We handed out all the papers for kids to deliver. But there was still someone missing. 

“It’s awfully nice of Mr. Pulitzer to let us use his press” Denton smirked.

“Yeah I just hope I get to thank him for it someday” Jack nodded as we climbed out the window.

“Jack, I gotta go get someone,” I told him.

“Where are you going?” he called after me.

“I’ll be back! I promise!” I called back as I ran down the night streets to Brooklyn.

Chris:
This is for kids shining shoes in the street with no shoes on their feet everyday

This is for guys sweating blood in the shops while their bosses and cops look away

This is to even the score

This ain't just newsies no more

This ain't just kids with some pie in the sky

This is do it or die

This is war!

I ran into the Brooklyn lodging house and climbed up to the attic. Spot and Mute were asleep in the bed together. It was so cute. I walked over to the bed, shaking both of them awake.

“Hey, wake up” I whispered.

“Hey” Spot groaned, realizing who I was “Where’ve you been?” he asked.

“Working for a living” I smirked “I’m taking Mute with me. Get all the Brooklyn boys and get to Newsies square”

“But Chris-

“Trust me. For once shut off your stupid cocky head, and trust me. Please” I begged.

“Alls ya had to say was shut up and do it, you know I can’t say no to you” he smirked, wrapping an arm around my waist and kissing me sweetly.

“You’re crazy” I chuckled.

“Oh yeah” he nodded, making me laugh.

“Be there. Mute let’s go” I held the little boy's hand and rushed out of the lodging house, running with the little boy beside me. 

As we ran back to Manhattan I saw all the street kids who could reading our paper, and the one who couldn’t read were being red too. It was awesome.

All:
Once and for all we'll be there to defend one another

Once and for all every kid is our friend

Every friend a brother

Five thousand fists in the sky

Five thousand reasons to try

We're goin' over the wall

Better to die than to crawl

Either we stand or we fall

For once

Once and for all

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Finaly found the motivation to finish this. I promise it'll be finished in a few days, with an actally good ending