Well I'm back from camping. I did have fun…but now it's time for more story! Well, the New York newsies don't meet the San Fran newsies just yet…they will next chapter though….Girl Scout honor!

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Disclaimer: Ok let's make this simple! All newsies from San Francisco belong to me and only me. Muhahahahaha….but all of the New York newsies belong to Disney or the devil I'm not sure which yet.

Now that's over with…may I present….chapter 10!

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"CARRY DA BANNAR! WAKE UP ALL OF YOU'SE!" Was the sound that awoke Prankster up. She almost got out of bed out of habit. Then she remembered it all, the strange man, the money, and San Francisco. She reached for her watch that was sitting on the nightstand by the bed; she flicked it open and allowed her eyes to get used to the well-lit room. It read 6:45. She closed it and put it back on the stand, she pulled her sheets up and went back to sleep, groaning that she was woken up in the first place.

The next time Prankster regained consciousness Prank noted that the room had more light coming through the window. Indicating that time had passed since she first woke up. Her hands once again grabbed her watch. The time read 8:30, satisfied with this time she set her feet on the floor and began to get dressed. Once she was dressed in her usual outfit she picked up her already packed duffel bag and set it on her bed. She then made her rounds to wake up the other three sleepers. Being so excited about San Francisco, Marbles, Ramble, and Smarts were relatively easy to wake up, and it was around 8:55 by the time the girls were dressed and ready to go.

"We should go wake the boys up!" Ramble sat bored on her bed.

"We've never seen them when they're sleeping," Marbles pointed out.

"It'd be fun to see," Smarts agreed with the idea. All looked towards Prank for the sign to go. Prankster smiled and nodded her head.

"Ok, let's go," she smiled. The girls walked softly to the boys' room, careful not to make the old floor boards creek. Once inside they found that every single newsie still in the room was fast asleep, even Spot, who decided to spend the night there rather then meet them in the morning.

"Oh," Ramble whispered, "they look so cute when they're sleeping."

"Yeah," Marbles agreed.

"Too bad they aren't when they're awake." Prank smirked, keeping her voice soft.

"That's not nice," Marbles scolded with a hushed whisper.

"It's true." Smarts smirked, following the sisters' lead with the hushed voices.

"Who gets to be the unlucky newsie that Prank screams at?" Marbles asked.

"I nominate Racetrack!" Ramble whispered.

"I second," Marbles whispered immediately after her sister.

"I third." Smarts piped quickly.

"I fourth," Prankster agreed with her friend and sisters, and made her way to Racetrack's bunk. Prank lightly placed her hand on her boyfriend's shoulder and whispered softer then she had with her sisters.

"Racetrack time to wake up." If there had been any other noise in the room, Prank's voice wouldn't have registered. Marbles, Ramble and Smarts fought to not burst out laughing. Prankster shrugged her shoulders acting like she really made an effort to wake up Racetrack and that screaming would be the last result. She looked at her friends and motioned for them to put their hands over their ears. After each of them did that, Prankster turned back to the still snoozing newsie and took a deep breath.

"RACETRACK!" she screamed it like she was hawking a headline. This caused most of the newsies to jump. Racetrack was among them. He clutched his heart and started panting like he had been scared out of his wits.

"No coffee…for…me…tanks," he took a breath between each word. Prankster would've replied to that if she weren't on the floor laughing. When Racetrack finally calmed down Prankster was still on the floor laughing. Racetrack leaned over his bed to look at Prank.

"Dat wasn't funny!" he cried, "Ya scared me outta me wits."

"Sorry Race," Prankster apologized still laughing.

"Hey Prank," Marbles spoke, "if ya think that's funny, you're going to love this," Marbles pointed to the three newsies that were undisturbed by Prankster's screaming, "the one's used to your screaming in the morning are still asleep."

The newsies turned their heads towards the bunks of Sparky, Mute and Killjoy. All three were fast asleep. Prankster chuckled at this and picked herself off to floor. She proceeded to make her way across the room. She leaned over Sparky, who had a bottom bunk, and in a soft, almost motherly voice spoke to him.

"Sparky, time to wake up," she gently shook him. He groaned and opened his eyes.

"Morning love," Prankster smiled.

"Sure," Race rolled his eyes, "Sparky gets a nice shake, whad do I get? A yellin' in da ear."

Prank smiled and moved back to Race, "And a kiss." She then leaned in to give him gentle kiss.

"You can stop that now," Killjoy's voice filled the room, Marbles stood next to his bed, she most likely woke him up. Prankster pulled away from Racetrack and smiled.

"Ok boys," Prankster called, "get your stuff ready and get dressed, we have a long day, and for god sakes Mush, put a shirt on, it's hard enough to drag Marbles away from ya normally."

This caused Mush and Marbles to blush furiously.

"Oh my god, you two are too easy." Pranks muttered and walked to her room to grab her stuff.

"Will meet you boys downstairs." Smarts informed them as she left the room along with Ramble and Marbles.

The girls were talking to Kloppy about how the other newsies were going to live with them being gone for a month when the boys made their way down the stairs with their stuff.

"You boys ready?" Marbles asked.

"Yep, we'se ready," Spot answered for them.

"Everyone got their tickets?" Killjoy checked, satisfied when all the newsies held up their ticket.

"Good," Killjoy said and then turned to Kloppmen and held his hand out to shake it. "See you in a month sir." He smiled. Kloppmen returned the smile and shook Killjoy's hand. Kloppmen shook Mute's, Sparky's and Spot's hands. The New York newsies each hugged him. Ramble and Marbles hugged him as well. Smarts couldn't leave with out making a scene.

"I promised myself I wouldn't cry," Smarts choked. "Good bye," she pulled him into a rough hug.

"Don't kill the guy," Prank scolded Smarts. Smarts smiled and said her goodbye to Kloppmen. "My turn," Prank smiled and hugged the man and gave him a kiss on the cheek. "I promise I'll bring all your boys back," she smirked, "Even if we have to tie Jack in his seat when we pass Santa Fe."

"Though we can't make sure if they come back in one piece," Smarts cracked, "we are going to San Francisco."

Kloppmen smiled at this comment and said one last good bye to the newsies and kicked them out the door. The newsies picked up their stuff and headed for the train yard. The group actually passed some of the Manhattan newsies along the way; they didn't stop and talk for long. The group would shout their good byes to the newsie and then they were on their way again. The clock chimed 10 when the newsies arrived at the station. They found Thomason standing by the train when they arrived. The man smiled at the children.

"Oh good, you're on time." He smiled. "Please come in." He motioned the children onto the train with their stuff. "Now you kids have three cabins for you and your stuff, if you need me, I'll be riding first class on this voyage, so I'll see you in eight days when we arrive in San Francisco." With that Thomason walked up of the car and walked to the first class car.

For the first time the newsies were able to explore their car. It wasn't fancy; it was a sleeper car. The bunks were small and cramped. There were a few booths near the windows for people to look at the passing landscape. It also had a small table, possibly big enough to play a few rounds of poker, but with thirteen people it'd be cramped.

"I just remembered something," Ramble exclaimed.

"Wat's dat?" Spot asked.

"I don't like trains," Ramble pouted and sat at a window seat taking a look at the people walking around in the station.

"Hope no one's claustrophobic." Prankster grinned.

"Ummm Prank, wat's..clos-tro-fro-bic? Jack asked mispronouncing the word terribly. Prank giggled at the mispronouncing but answered him anyway.

"Claustrophobia," Prank began, "is being afraid of tight spaces, such as this train car." Prank brought her hand up and pulled a Vanna White.

( A.N. Is that how her name is spelled? Don't you think Vanna White has the easiest job in the world? I would love that job, everyone knows who she is, and all she does is touch glowing things and walk a little. Now THAT is what America's all about!)

"Oh," most of the newsies shook there heads and went to find a place to set their stuff down.

"Hey Marbles?" Mush went to his girl.

"Yes?"

"Umm I'se wonderin', where are we'se gonna stay at in San Fran?" he asked.

"The lodging house," Marbles suggested.

"Yeah," Prankster agreed, "I wanna talk to Bane." Her eyes flashed with anger as she remembered Smarts talking about the new leader, which Prank had known well.

"Are you sure that's a good idea Prank?" Smarts asked, "Bane's not the type to mess with." Smarts tried to cover the fright in her eyes.

"Yeah," Prankster told her friend and then smiled, "besides, I need to see how everyone else is doing."

"So we're staying at the lodging house?" Sparky asked, hope filled his eyes, mixed with fear.

"Yeah, Bane would be stupid to try anything with us there." Killjoy entered the conversation.

"And I'se lost again," Blink sat down at the table and set his head down. "But den again, dat's da case wid dese people." He smiled again.

Just then all the newsies that were standing started swaying at the trains sudden movement. "Guess we'se goin'," Jack sat down next to a window to see the train leaving.

The other newsies followed Jack's lead, except for Mute who looked out the window on the other side.

"Hey guys," Mute exclaimed, "check this out." The other newsies ran to the other window to see what Mute was fussing about. They gasped to find that most of the Manhattan newsies were right there waving at the leaving train.

"Oh my," Ramble gasped. "That's so sweet."

"Did ya know dey's gonna do dat?" Race asked the group.

"Nobody tell me anything," Killjoy responded first.

"Nah, not me." Was the reply that most of the newsies gave.

"That's so awesome." Prank exclaimed. The train had now left the station and New York was a small speck in the distance. Marbles smiled and turned her head to Ramble. Ramble smirked back and tapped Pranks shoulders, when Prank saw the grin she knew what was going on. Prankster tapped Killjoys attention and when the boy saw his sisters smile he sighed. But held up his hand showing three fingers and began counting down. When his last finger made it down the Sanders children yelled.

"ROAD TRIP!!!" All the newsies that were unlucky enough to be near them cringed at the change of volume.

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Two day's had past for the newsies, and were they bored as hell. Racetrack was playing a game of solitaire; Jack, Killjoy, Spot, and Mute were talking near the window. Blink, Mush and Specs were talking with Racetrack, Marbles was playing with Rambles hair, Smarts and Sparky were discussing who they were going to enjoy seeing the most, and Prank was reading her book in the corner.

Ramble broke the silence in the quiet cabin. "Jeez, did somebody die? Why are we being so quiet?"

Marbles shrugged and dropped Ramble's hair, "Let's do something, I'm so bored." She whined.

"Hey Marbles," Prank looked up from her book, she raised her hands and began to rub her index and thumb together.

"Ya hear that?" Prankster asked her sister. Marbles rolled her eyes and nodded her head. Marbles voice raised an octave as she and Prankster started at the same time.

"It's the worlds smallest violin, playing the worlds saddest song…just for you." This caused the sisters to smile for a moment. Prankster returned to her book, it wasn't long until Smarts decided to make a suggestion.

"We could….SING!" Smarts exclaimed.

"What song?" Prank asked, not looking up from her book.

"Kum-bi-ya my lord," Smarts started to sing.

"No!" all the newsies cried, wanting to shut her up. Prankster actually threw her book, hitting Smarts on the arm.

"Ow!" Smarts cried as she clutched the injured limb. "I can't believe you did that!" Prankster smirked and picked herself off the floor and trudged across the room to Smarts. Prankster picked up her book, which lay battered on the floor.

"Believe it baby, I just did," Prank smirked and then she made her way back to her familiar corner and turned the pages to find her spot. Prankster was only half listening to the conversation now.

"It's neva a dull moment wid you'se guys is dere?" Spot asked.

"No, not really." Marbles voice flooded Pranks mind as she concentrated on her book.

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The days seemed to go slower and slower for the newsies. But after eighty-four games of solitaire, one-hundred-and-sixteen games of poker, six attempts Spot made to kill Smarts, fourteen yards of rope to tie Jack down as they passed Sante Fe and 467 times Prank threw her book or some other hard object at Smarts when she started singing Kum-Bi-Ya the train finally docked in the San Francisco train station.

The newsies grumbled as they walked out of the train. Prank changed the time on her watch to three hours behind. The San Francisco time was about 7 o'clock in the evening. They were met with Mr. Thomason, who smiled at the younger people.

"Ah, did you have a good trip?" Prank knew he was being polite and thought it best if she kept her mouth shut.

"As good as was expected," Prankster answered honestly.

"Oh good," he smiled, "now it's too late to do anything tonight, do you have a place to stay for the night?" he asked.

"Oh yeah," Killjoy answered, "don't worry about us."

"Alright," Thomason spoke, "have you and your sisters meet at this address tomorrow morning around 9 o'clock," he handed Killjoy his business card. "I'll bid you goodnight and good bye." Thomason returned his hat to his head and then began to walk out of the station.

"Well," Ramble picked up her stuff, "we should get started, it's a hike to get there."

This caused groans from the already tired newsies. After Marbles counted heads the newsies left the station they headed into the dark night, with Killjoy leading the way. On the way to meet the San Francisco newsies.

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Muhahahaha….don't worry I'll post the next chapter tomorrow, but chapter 12 won't get posted until at least Monday for I will be at my grandfather's funeral. But don't worry, he died in November and we had a service for him then. But he was in the military so this is more of a military funeral. I'll post the next chapter soon….assuming I get enough reviews so review peoples!