Shoutouts: Thanks Spazjoslyn For your review. Lol Waldos in the window. I wont say which one though. Lol j/k.
Thanks JD for your help with this, you Ben and Chris all gave me crazy ideas. But then again its all in my head. Wow crazy eh.
Thanks Erica for being there ;). And your spot and Squid, Though I wont say if I have anything against squid ;)
I don't own any newsies either J unfortunately. Lol well now on to the story. J
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Spot was on his way back to Brooklyn when he spotted Race coming back from the races. He was just passing under a streetlight when Spot noticed a Shine bounce off of something in Races hand. As he peered closer he could make out the long body of the cane tucked into his pant look. Spot let out a low growl.
"Why you dirty stealin' rat!!" he said and started running towards Race.
Race looked up seeing Spot coming for him something dangerous in his eyes. Race freaked out and started running back the way he came.
"Come back here ya yella coward. Think you can Steal from me and not get away with it. Well ya got another thing comin'!" Spot yelled as he started gaining on Race.
Race turned the corner and slipped on a banana peal. There were some snickers from behind the trashcan and Race looked up to see there was a fresh banana peal in its spot again. He was about to get up when Spot came barreling down on him having slipped on the other banana peal.
"AHHHhhh! " spot landing on Race and turned him over after he recovered. "foist ya steal, den ya run, now youse trippin me. What da hells ya problem boy" he gritted through his teeth.
"eh Spot I don't know whatcha tawkin about. I aint stole nothing, and I didn't trip ya" Race said in a squeaky voice since spot had the collar of his shirt in a death choke.
"Aint stole nothing. AINT STOLE NOTHIN!" his voice rose as he reached down to pull out the cane "Den what s dis?"
Race gulped.
"I .. I won it at da Races tonight, from some guy. I .. I recognized it wonderin' why someone would have Spots cane. So I'se won it and was bout ready to return it to ya." He nods.
Spot studies him for a minute
" Don't you be lyin kid"
Race shook his head
"n..no I would neva lie to ya spot. Youse is Good friends wit Cowboy an' I need a place ta stay."
Spot looked at him again then let go of him roughly.
"Alright, but if I find youse was lying to me and you really stole it, den youse finished." Spot hooked the cane through his belt loop and walked away.
Race got up straightening his shirt. He heard more snickering and picked up the banana peel he tripped on and threw it towards the cans
"eh put a lid on it" he said and was about to walk away when he slipped on the peel Spot had slipped on. There was an eruption of laughter, Race shook his head and growled getting back up again and heading back to the LH.
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Spot sat down on his bed and studied his cane "I hope he didn't scratch ya Lucy" he said polishing the gold tip. As he headed down the end he realized that something was missing from his cane. He turned it upside down to get a closer look. There used to be an inscription underneath the tip of it and it wasn't there.
He stood up throwing the cane across the room.
"Dis aint me cane. Dat bastard lied to me" He growled more outraged then before.
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Jack grins as Race walks in.
"hey race how was your day at the tracks"
Race shrugs
"eh profitable cept I just lost it ta Spot"
Jack smirks "what poka game 'gainst
the Brooklyn leader?"
Race shakes his head "naw man..he come stormin at me an' almost pummeled me
complainin I stole his cane, so I just gave 'im da one I got at da tracks."
Jacks eyes widened. "oh So you won his cane and now hes got it back?" he asked hopefully.
Race shrugs "I guess so, I mean it looked just like his but " he shrugs" I didn't think some loco from the tracks would have his"
Jack frowns "ya.. hmm well maybe there is more then one Cane that looks like spots" He said getting lost in though a disturbed look on his face mixed with relief.
Race nods "ya man I thought I was gonna piss my pants" he grins and turns to get ready for bed.