"Readin' da foist one!" Mush showed his envelope to everyone and opened it. Out came a letter and a pink comb. "Huh?"

Letter 1

Dear Mush,

You're cute but your hair is just like your name- you look like you've been squashed by a 100-pound Jack Kelly!

"She ain't got that great imagination," Jack said, wincing when Mush read out the '100-pound Jack Kelly' part.

I sent a comb along with the letter, thinking that you might need to use it. And you whine too much, and the way you laugh freaks me out.

That's all I needed to say,
Marianne

"Who'd tink you'd use a pink comb?" Racetrack asked. Mush shrugged and threw it in the garbage can along with the letter and some other envelopes which looked like they contained the most boring letters that would make you so bored that your eyes would go baaaack into your head.

Letter 2

Mushie mush,

What's up with those shorts you wear all the time? And your hair? And your face? And your brain? And your laugh? And your voice? And your-

"We've got no time ta read dis whole ting," Mush sounded tired.

"Den should I read da nex' lettah?" Kid Blink asked and without Mush's permission, he opened an envelope.

Letter 3

Dear Smush,

Was that your name? HAHAHA.

-Snyder

Mush began to look tearful.

"Snydah likes ta laugh fake a lot don't he?" Snipeshooter asked.

"I wondah if 'e still 'as dat piggy grin he wears all the time," Jack grinned, remembering the time when Snyder was chasing him all around the city and wearing his 'one-of-a-kind' grin.

"I bet 'e still 'as it," Racetrack laughed along with Jack. "Ya wanna go visit Snydah?"

"Naw, I'm too scared of 'im!" Jack squealed in a high girly voice, making all the other Newsies laugh boisterously. After a few minutes, Mush wanted to read another fan mail, so he began using his whining method to make them quiet down.

"Awww...I wanna read me lettah! Why can't ya all jus' shut up?" Mush whined loudly, looking doleful and frustrated. All the Newsies looked at Mush in surprise. "I wanna read me lettah! Me lettah!"

There was a strange pause as Mush stopped and looked at the Newsies to see their reaction. Then he looked upwards again, squinted his eyes, clasped his hands, furrowed his eyebrows together and went:

"Why can't da Newsies be quiet?! I need ta read me lettah and..." Mush broke down, pretending to cry. He hid his face behind his hands and waited for them to go:

"Aww, poor Mush!"

But no, there was absolute silence. Mush looked up to see all the Newsies looking at him with raised eyebrows.

"Ya bonehead, watcha doin'?" Racetrack suddenly ruffled Mush's hair, making it stand up and look like a clown's wig.

"Um...Mush, what was that all about?" asked David, staring at Mush who now felt very stupid.

"Dat was da dumbest ting I evah saw in me entire life!" Jack laughed. And of course, all the other Newsies laughed along with him. Mush didn't feel like doing that stupid method again, so he stood up, opened the envelope and starting yelling:

Letter 4

Dear Mush,

Mushie squishie your face looks like it's been stomped by something and your hair is somewhat like a poodle's. You have too many muscles and you laugh like a hysteria-filled girl. I don't know what girls see in you.

From,
Erin

Of course, yelling that letter made Mush even more embarrassed. All the Newsies roared with laughter as they kept on urging Mush to read dumber letters out loud. Mush finally said he was going to take a shower and left them so they could calm down. But nooo...half an hour later, they were still laughing and tears ran down their face. The worst thing was that they were on Mush's bed- so it got soaked.

(to be continued)