1899, NEW YORK

You were with the Newsies. You were getting some papers. Jack Kelly said as he tossed his papers in his bag.

"Ay, You guys hear? Pulitzer is after us again. That piece of—"

Before he could finish Crutchy interrupted him.

"And he ain't happy.."

Mush raised an eyebrow.

"What makes you say dat' Crutchy?"

Crutchy pointed, Everyone looked and saw a not very happy Joseph Pulitzer coming their way. Les Jacobs yelled.

"Newsies scatter!"

Everyone ran, before you could get away your wrist got grabbed by Pulitzer. David exclaimed.

"[[User]]!"