Spot Conlon X Reader

The World Will Know

(Yn)'s POV
"Hey Jade wake up!" Blink yelled. "Alright, gimme a sec ya bum." I replied. I got dressed. "Hey Jade, wese gonna tell Davey and his lil' brodda bout you ok?" Jack said. "'Kay." I reply, and we head to the 'The World' I hear Blink say "They jacked up the price!" "What!" I yelled. Jack went to see what was going on. "I can't survive like that..." I whispered. One word came to mind. Strike. "Jack!" I said he came to me and I whispered the idea into his ear. "If we don't sell papes. No one sells papes." Jack said. "You mean like a strike?" Davey asked. "Yeah. Like a strike." Jack said. We walk to the statue in the middle Jack hops onto the statue. "How do we do this?" Jack asked. "Tell 'em, Pulitzer and Hearst can't pretend we don't exist." Davey says. "That's good but before we start Davey, Les. Jaguar here is a goil." Jack said I nodded my head. "I figured she looked feminine." Davey replied. Then Jack started singing.

"Pulitzer and Hearst
They think we're nothin'
Are we nothin'?"

"No!" We shout. "That was good what else?" He asked us. "Tell 'em they have ta respect our rights." I said smilin'.

"Pulitzer and Hearst
They think they got us
Do they got us?" Jack sang.

"No!" We replied.

"We're a union now, we have ta start acting like it." Me and Davey (David) said at the same time. We high five.

"Even though we ain't got hats or badges
We're a union just by saying so
And the world will know!" Jack sang.

"What's it gonna take to stop the wagons?
Are we ready?" I sang.

"Yeah!" The other Newsies replied.

"What's it gonna take to stop the scabbers?
Can we do it?" Jack sang.

"Yeah!" We replied.

"We'll do what we gotta do
Until we break the will of mighty Bill and Joe." Jack sang.

"And the World will know
And the Journal too
Mister Hearst and Pulitzer
Have we got news for you
Now the world will hear
What we got to say
We been hawkin' headlines
But we're makin' 'em today
And our ranks will grow" we sang.

"And we'll kick their rear" Crutchy sang, I smiled at him.

"And the world will know
That we been here" we sing.

"When the circulation bell starts ringin'
Will we hear it?" I sing

"No!" The Newsies reply.

"What if the Delanceys come out swingin'
Will we hear it?" Jack sang.

"No!
When you got a hundred voices singin'
Who can hear a lousy whistle blow?
And the world will know
That this ain't no game
That we got a ton of rotten fruit and perfect aim
So they gave their word
But it ain't worth beans
Now they're gonna see
What "stop the presses" really means
And the day has come
And the time is now
And the fear is gone" we sang then Boots came in with a solo.

"And our name is mud"

"And the strike is on" we sang then Boots sang again.

"And I can't stand blood"

"And the world will –" we started and Jack sang somethin' else.

"Pulitzer may own the World but he don't own us!" Jack sang

"Pulitzer may own the World but he don't own us!" We echo.

"Pulitzer may crack the whip but he won't whip us!"

"Pulitzer may crack the whip but he won't whip us!" We sing.

"And the world will know
And the world will learn
And the world will wonder how we made the tables turn
And the world will see
That we had to choose
That the things we do today will be tomorrow's news
And the old will fall
And the young stand tall
And the time is now
And the winds will blow
And our ranks will grow and grow and grow and so
The world will feel the fire
And finally know!" We all sing finishing the song in front of Pulitzer's building.

"Yeah! Let's spread the word." Jack said. Everyone starts calling certain areas of New York until Brooklyn was called. "Whose got Brooklyn? Brooklyn, Spot Conlon's territory. Ah come on are ya scared of Brooklyn?" Jack asked. "We ain't scared of Brooklyn it's just uh... Spot Conlon makes us a little neoivus (nervous)." Boots said. "I'll take Brooklyn." I said everyone looked at me like I was crazy. "Uh... Yeah sorry, but no." Jack said. "Why not! I can take care of myself stop treatin' me like I'm 8!" I said. "No." Jack said. "I'm comin' wether you like it or not." I said he sighed knowing I wouldn't give up. Then he brings our demands to Pulitzer. Then Denton a reporter comes and talks to us. "You really think he'll listen to your demands?" Denton asked. "He has ta." I said right as Les and Jack got kicked out. Then we went to Tibby's to talk. After that we headed to Brooklyn. "I spent a month there one night." Boots said me and Jack chuckled. Then Jack, Boots, and I leaned over the bridge and yelled. "AAAAAAHHH!" It echoed. We were walking on the docs passing a bunch of Brooklyn Newsies with their shirts off, I keep my head down. "Well if it ain't Jack be nimble, Jack be quick." The voiced said and without thinking I responded. "But Jack didn't jump over a candle stick." I immediately cover my mouth as they boys chuckle slightly. "Who's the new Newsie Jacky boy?" The voiced asked with a very thick New York accent. I look up and meet a boy, probably 16 with icy blue eyes and brown hair in front of us. He appears to be about 5 foot 8, While I'm at 5 foot 5.  I hate being short. "Dis is me lil'--" Jack started. "Ah! Ise can speak for myself." I said glaring slightly at Jack. "I'm (ymn). Feels good ta be back in Brooklyn. I'm guessin' youse Spot Conlon ." I said. He smirks. "Well, (ymn) welcome back ta Brooklyn, and yes Ise Spot Conlon." Spot replied. "Good." I said. Then Jack and Spot spit shake. I offer a spit shake to me and he takes it. "How's it rollin' Boots?" Spot asked. "Gotta couple good shootas hea." Boots replied. I noticed Spot has a pimp cane and a slingshot. I have a sling shot very similar to Spot's in my belt loop, similar cane to. His is black with gold at the top while mine is white with bronze at the top. I stole mine from Mr. Snyder. I don't like stealing but I needed to defend myself somehow if I couldn't get to my slingshot fast enough to. Looks like Spot's was stolen from Mr. Pulitzer. I'm impressed and I'm not impressed often. "Jacky boy Ise been hearin' from lil' boidies (birdies), that Jacky boy's Newsies are playin' like deh goin' on strike." Spot said as he gets a bullzeye on a bottle shattering it. I nod my head. "Yo, Boots lemme see one." I said I pull out my black slingshot and take a marble. I close my eyes and aim for the sky. "What are ya--" Spot started. "Shh!" I yelled at him I heard gasps. I hear a boid (bird) call I aim towards the sound and let go. "There's no way--" Spot started I open me eyes and see the boid fallin' to the ground. Spot stared shocked but then nodded his head in approval all the Brooklyn Newsies looked shocked then went back to their own business. "That was fun, but that was too easy. And by the way we ARE goin' on strike we ain't playin'." I said. Spot gets serious again and walks up in my face trying to intimidate me. "Oh yeah, yeah?" He asked. "Yeah." I said as I shoved his face back. "What is this Jack some kind of walking mouth?" Spot said. That's it. "Alright that's it lemme at 'im!" I said as I lunged at Spot but Jack and Boots held me back. "Jaguar, chill." Jack says as I back up from Spot. "Jaguar eh? Fitting." Spot said. Spot looks at me funny then removes my hat. I gasp. "Hey!" I yell trying to get my hat back. "So youse is a goil." Spot said smirking. Then my anger issues took over and I gave 'im a nice punch in the stomach to get my hat back. Oops. "She a strong one ain't she, but you don't punch the King of Brooklyn without consequences." Spot said glarin' at me. "Ok ok calm down. And yes Spot, a mouth two of 'em with a brain and you got half of one youse gonna listen to 'em." Jack said Spot sits down listening to us unimpressed. "Well how do I know you ain't gonna run as soon as some scabba with a club comes at ya. How do I know you have what it takes to a win?" Spot asked waving his cane in my face and David's face. "Because I'm tellin' you Spot." Jack said. "That ain't good enough Jacky Boy, youse gotta show me." Spot said. I was gettin' mad again. "You want us ta show ya? Oh I'll show ya alright!" I said as I charged for Spot pulling out my cane he blocks my cane with his cane and Jack pulls me back. "I apologize for my sista' behavior this was why I didn't want her comin' I knew she'd do this." Jack said glaring at me. "'Eh don't feel bad, Ise glad your brought 'er she's a delight. She's feisty too. If you guys are like that in a fight with the oddas we'll probably join ya but 'til then bye Jacky Boy, bye Mouth (David), bye Boots, bye Doll Face." Spot said. "Don't call me 'Doll Face' if you wanna live ta see tamarra." I threatened. We left Brooklyn.

Spot's POV
"Man, she's a feisty one. How could you let her treat ya like dat though?" One if my Newsies said. "I wanted ta see what she got, and she's gotta lot." I said. "Did you know she was a goil the entire time?" Another Newsies asked. "Yeah, but I waited 'til the right moment." I said. "Yeah no kiddin'. See ya lada boss." Another Newsie said. "See ya." I replied and climbed onto my saying. "I'll send a spy ta see if the will really, fight for it." I said to myself. Then I thought wait, she was a goil, and will in' ta spit shake. Interestin'.