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So's:
Stress, Yasashii Tsubasa, and Rhapsody. I know there are more of you, but I lost my list. I love you all! A Special SO to Timber, who helped me out while I was writing this!
Chapter 4
"Well, dats interestin'" Race commented.
A small knock was heard at the door, and both Race and Jack turned around to see Kild Blink. He pushed his blond hair out of his eye, and walked in.
"Hey, da guys wanted ta know wheah youse was."
"We'se git hearin Jack's story." Race informed him.
"I wanna hear da rest." Blink pulled up a chair and sat.
"Alright," Jack sighed, licking his lips. *~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*
"Aww come on Charlie, we'se almost dere!" the small Jack moaned, dragging his sister through the dark streets of New York.
"I'm tired." She stated, and dug her heels into a crack in the sidewalk.
Jack gave up, and let Charlotte slump to the floor.
"Jist a few minutes, k? Dere's da bridge. Once we get ovah dat, den we'se free."
He held out his hand, and his little sister took it. She lifted her tired feet one by one, and eventually, they got to the bridge.
"No more. I'm tired." Charlotte whined.
Jack let his childish anger get to him.
"Fine, I'll leave den. You'se ken jist stay here."
"Fine. I don't like you anyway." She yelled at the top of her juvenile lungs to his back.
Jack quickly walked across the bridge, and Charlotte turned around and walked thw other way.
"Me no like Jack. He mean. I wanna go home to my daddy." She muttered walking along the sidewalk.
Standing behind a garbage can, a small outcast sat watching the whole ordeal. He chuckled to himself, and toyed with the slingshot hanging out of his pocket.
Charlotte bumped into a man, who in turn picked her up.
"Put me down!" she begged, but the man, but her gripped her tighter.
The boy spied what happened and took off running.
Jack heard something behind him and turned around. A small boy was running towards him.
"Your sista! She's been taken! Go help her!" the boy shouted at him.
"I don care." Jack stuck up his nose, and turned away.
The boy grabbed his arm and spun him around. Jack looked shocked at this action. The boy stuck his face up close to Jack's.
"I don care what lil fight ya had, dat's yer sista!"
Jack let the words sink in before talking to the kid.
"Let's go!"
"Follow me," the boy stated, and took off running. Jack obeyed, and followed the kid through various alleys, and streets. Finally, they both stopped before a tall brick building.
"Wheah are we?" Jack asked the boy, " An who are you?"
"Dis is Snyda's Place, and I'se Spot Conlon."
Jack stuck out his hand, " I'se Jack Kelly."
Spot spit in his and held it out. Jack looked disgusted, but pulled his back and did the same.
"Alright, if I'se right, den Snyda'll be comin through heah soon."
They patiently waited until they saw Snyder's carriage with Charlotte up front sitting next to him. She was jabbering things to him.
"Me bruddahs name is Francis Sullivan. H'es a cowboy, like me." She giggled.
"I'm sure he is," Snyder grinned.
Spot motioned for Jack to keep quiet, and he ran out.
"Hey Snyda, ya miss me?"
"Moore!" Snyder yelled, and stopped the horses.
He jumped off and ran. While they were away, Jack ran to his sister.
"Come on, Charlie." He begged.
"Jack!" she squealed, " Guess what? They have sauerkraut here!"
"Please Charlie, come with me."
"Okay!"
At that moment, Snyder came back, and saw Jack.
"Get away you street rat!"
Jack grabbed Charlotte and attempted to run. Spot came out and again distracted Snyder.
"Get!" he yelled at the fleeing kids.
Jack and Charlotte ran back to the bridge and sat behind the crates where Spot first sat.
They soon spied him coming.
"Go to Brooklyn" he directed, going in the other direction.
Do you like? Please review!!!!
So's:
Stress, Yasashii Tsubasa, and Rhapsody. I know there are more of you, but I lost my list. I love you all! A Special SO to Timber, who helped me out while I was writing this!
Chapter 4
"Well, dats interestin'" Race commented.
A small knock was heard at the door, and both Race and Jack turned around to see Kild Blink. He pushed his blond hair out of his eye, and walked in.
"Hey, da guys wanted ta know wheah youse was."
"We'se git hearin Jack's story." Race informed him.
"I wanna hear da rest." Blink pulled up a chair and sat.
"Alright," Jack sighed, licking his lips. *~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*
"Aww come on Charlie, we'se almost dere!" the small Jack moaned, dragging his sister through the dark streets of New York.
"I'm tired." She stated, and dug her heels into a crack in the sidewalk.
Jack gave up, and let Charlotte slump to the floor.
"Jist a few minutes, k? Dere's da bridge. Once we get ovah dat, den we'se free."
He held out his hand, and his little sister took it. She lifted her tired feet one by one, and eventually, they got to the bridge.
"No more. I'm tired." Charlotte whined.
Jack let his childish anger get to him.
"Fine, I'll leave den. You'se ken jist stay here."
"Fine. I don't like you anyway." She yelled at the top of her juvenile lungs to his back.
Jack quickly walked across the bridge, and Charlotte turned around and walked thw other way.
"Me no like Jack. He mean. I wanna go home to my daddy." She muttered walking along the sidewalk.
Standing behind a garbage can, a small outcast sat watching the whole ordeal. He chuckled to himself, and toyed with the slingshot hanging out of his pocket.
Charlotte bumped into a man, who in turn picked her up.
"Put me down!" she begged, but the man, but her gripped her tighter.
The boy spied what happened and took off running.
Jack heard something behind him and turned around. A small boy was running towards him.
"Your sista! She's been taken! Go help her!" the boy shouted at him.
"I don care." Jack stuck up his nose, and turned away.
The boy grabbed his arm and spun him around. Jack looked shocked at this action. The boy stuck his face up close to Jack's.
"I don care what lil fight ya had, dat's yer sista!"
Jack let the words sink in before talking to the kid.
"Let's go!"
"Follow me," the boy stated, and took off running. Jack obeyed, and followed the kid through various alleys, and streets. Finally, they both stopped before a tall brick building.
"Wheah are we?" Jack asked the boy, " An who are you?"
"Dis is Snyda's Place, and I'se Spot Conlon."
Jack stuck out his hand, " I'se Jack Kelly."
Spot spit in his and held it out. Jack looked disgusted, but pulled his back and did the same.
"Alright, if I'se right, den Snyda'll be comin through heah soon."
They patiently waited until they saw Snyder's carriage with Charlotte up front sitting next to him. She was jabbering things to him.
"Me bruddahs name is Francis Sullivan. H'es a cowboy, like me." She giggled.
"I'm sure he is," Snyder grinned.
Spot motioned for Jack to keep quiet, and he ran out.
"Hey Snyda, ya miss me?"
"Moore!" Snyder yelled, and stopped the horses.
He jumped off and ran. While they were away, Jack ran to his sister.
"Come on, Charlie." He begged.
"Jack!" she squealed, " Guess what? They have sauerkraut here!"
"Please Charlie, come with me."
"Okay!"
At that moment, Snyder came back, and saw Jack.
"Get away you street rat!"
Jack grabbed Charlotte and attempted to run. Spot came out and again distracted Snyder.
"Get!" he yelled at the fleeing kids.
Jack and Charlotte ran back to the bridge and sat behind the crates where Spot first sat.
They soon spied him coming.
"Go to Brooklyn" he directed, going in the other direction.
Do you like? Please review!!!!