Hello, readers! So this shot picks up where A Real Family ended so read that first and tell me why it isn't good, please. Then read this. So I have gotten a request for Spot Conlon and Mush and the way I'm going to do these is base them off of your version of them, a.k.a. I will read about them in your stories and make up stories for them because I honestly don't have a very good read on either of those characters. Ummmmmmmm I hope you and enjoy I don't own Newsies.
Racetrack smiled as he watched the kid walk into the lodging house. He turned back around and walked to the train station.
"Hello, young man. How can I help you?"
"Hi, one ticket to Santa Fe, please."
Racetrack gave the man all the money he had been saving up for the last two years. He took his ticket and walked through the gate. After hearing Jack talk about the amazing Santa Fe so much, Race had been inspired. He sat down on a bench and started to daydream about riding the horses that he loved so much. He almost squealed with excitement as his train pulled up to the station. He bounded down the train and slipped into his seat. He pressed his nose against the window as the dingy buildings of New York zoomed past. He said one last goodbye to his city as the concrete gradually gave way to rolling hills and forests. As day changed to night, Race settled in for sleep.
He woke up to bright sunlight warming his face. He stretched out in his seat and looked at the desert speeding by.
"Sir, we will be stopping in Santa Fe soon."
Race nodded his head and grabbed his bag. As he stepped out of the train, he took a deep breath...and started to sneeze his guts out. Once his nose felt completely disconnected from his face, Race got the chance to look around, and saw a saloon. He quickly picked up his bag and marched through the doors...then marched right back out as a man pulled his gun out.
Race sat down hard as another round of sneezing hit him. He rested his face in his hands and thought about how much Santa Fe sucked so far. He wiped his brow and leaned back, his heart aching at how alone he felt.
"Catron leads the Santa Fe Ring in another land scam! Indians and Hispanics out for blood! Read all about it!"
Race quickly looked around and smiled when he saw the newsboy hawking the headline.
Maybe Santa Fe ain't so bad.
Race walked over and handed the kid his coin and started to read the actual story.
Wow, these headlines are great, he didn't even have to make one up.
As he read the article, his face fell, again. Santa Fe is just as corrupt as New York, but at least in New York I could breath!
Race quickly blew his nose and hopped back on the train, he was going back to where he belonged, Santa Fe sucked!
Alright, I hope you liked it! Feel free to request any other characters! Just BTW I live in New Mexico so real events and people were referenced in this story. If you don't know what's being referenced, I wouldn't bother looking it up because New Mexico is really boring. Um I love you all and before I start rambling, it's 11:02 PM MST. So good night, Good morning, and good everything in-between!
