like i've already said Ran is completely my friend. Is you knew her you'd so understand.
Suddenly Pockets was hit in the head with an apple core. "'ey!" he whirled around to see two girls laughing at him from across the street.
"Alright! Which one of yas threw it?" Pockets grinned as he yelled across to them.
"Who are they?" Mina whispered to Tails as she starred at the two girls. They were wearing PANTS! (The horror!!! The horror!! My eyes! My eyes, they burn!! ahhh!)
"Dat's Cook 'n' Ran," Tails grinned.
"Which is which?!" Mina whispered excitedly.
Tails laughed, "Da blonde is Ran, 'n' da brunette is Cook."
Cook grinned at Pockets and just shrugged, while Ran grinned and pointed at Cook.
" 'ey! snitch!" Cook giggled and elbowed her friend. "Alrigh alrigh..i'se guilty!" Cook held up her hands.
"Of course ya did it! I ain't dat mean," Ran laughed.
"Both o' ya get yer but ova 'ere!" Pockets damanded.
"Since when do we take orda's from da like of ya Charles O'Riley," Cook said with her hands on her hips.
" 'ey now watch yerself Elizabeth Kingston!" Pockets yelled back.
Cook stuck her tongue out at him.
"It so 'appens dat we was comin ova 'ere anyways," Ran said after they had made their way across the crowded street. "TAILS!" Cookie pounced on Tails as soon as they had crossed the street.
"Good ta see ya too, Cook," Tails said with a big grin.
"'eya Tails!" Ran smiled at him.
" 'ey Ran! How ya goils been?" Tails put his arm around Cook's shoulder.
"Meh, ya know how it goes," Ran shrugged.
"I hear ya got anotha scar kiddo," Tails said, accidentally forgetting that Mina was just standing there and starring at the loud, short duo.
"Yeah, ya wanna see?" Cook grinned.
"Sure, why no'." Tails shrugged.
Cook unbuttoned her maroon vest and lifted her shirt a little to reveal a kind of nasty looking scar on her stomach.
Mina couldn't help but gasp.
"Who's your friend?" Ran asked, anything was better than looking at that scar.
"Oh, dis is Mina. Mina meet da famous Random 'n' Cookie," Tails tried to stop starring at Cook's scar.
"N-nice to meet you both," Mina said quietly.
"Nice ta meet ya too kid," Cook said, not bothering to tuck in her shirt.
"Ya can jist call me Ran," Ran smiled at the girl. "Poor kid don't got an ounce of street smarts," Ran thought to herself.
"Well if it ain't a couple o' good-for-nothin' newsies," an annoying voice called over to the small group.
"Shouldn' ya be stealin' from unsuspectin people or somethin?" Ran rolled her eyes at the exact same time as Cook did. She didn't feel like coming up with a good comeback for this loser.
"Where's ya otha little friend?" the annoying voice's person said as he walked up.
"If you's tawkin' bout Caly, well she's off on 'er own," Ran glared at the boy.
"Yea, 'n' ya bettah thank yer lucky stars she ain't 'ere too!" Cook glared at him.
"Doncha got someone else ta annoy?" Pockets hoped he's just go away. "Get lost Oscah," Tails said, his arm once again around Cook's shoulder.
"Well I know when I ain't anted..." the annoying Oscar mumbled.
"Her righ! Ya ain't wanted. Get lost," Ran said angrily, she didn't have much patience for stupid people, ever.
Oscar mumbled something else under his breath and then walked off.
"One o' these days 'e's gonna wish 'e weren't so annoying," Pockets had a strong hatred of people like Oscar, especially Oscar.
"Sure 'e will, Pock," Cook patted her friend's arm, and winked at the others.
"Was that Oscar Delancy?" Mina asked shyly.
"Unfortunately," Ran replied.
"Oh, my brother told me to stay far away from him." And most of the people in New York, she added silently.
"Who's yer bruddah?" Cook asked and then she poked Tails, just because she felt like it.
"David Butterworth," Mina replied.
"Dave is yer bruddah!!" Ran grinned. "Poor kid.."
"What do you mean?" Mina was slightly confused.
"Dave don' seem ta know how ta 'ave fun no more," Cook said it like he had some sort of severe illness or something. "Well..." Mina wasn't quite sure what to say to that. She felt she should defend her brother but she really didn't want to lie either.
"uh oh Tails ya betta be careful. 'ere comes Race n ya got yer arm aroun 'is goil," Pockets grinned and Cook glared at him.
"actually Race n me are 'takin a break' " Cook rolled her eyes.
"Why?" Tails pulled her a bit closer.
" e said 'e's tired of me almos dyin so much," Cook shrugged.
"Dat ain't yer falt!" Tails defended her.
"Come on ya know dey'll be back tagetha in no time at all," Ran stated simply "Dey've been tagethah fer years."
"Ya nevah know Ran," Cook said quietly.
"Sure..." Ran replied skeptically.
" eya goils! fellahs," Jack said as he and Race, followed by Boots, walked up to the growing group.
"eya Cowboy, how's it goin?" Tails grinned at them.
" eya guys," Ran nodded.
" ey! It's goin..." Jack shrugged.
"Da headlines 'ave been real crummy lately," Boots said as he dug through his marbles pouch.
"Yeah, wha else is new..." Ran was annoyed at how horrible the headlines had been for the past couple of weeks. She could do better and she was tempted to go tell Pulitzer that. And she just might too.
"ey Cook, I got some nice ones 'ere" Boots held out a couple of marbles to show her.
"Yeah? I like dese betteah though," Cook had a pouch that looked exactly like Boots' in her hand and she had pulled a couple of marbles out of it.
"ey!!" Boots said somewhat angrily when he realized that it was his pouch she was holding.
"How'd ya do dat?!" Jack hadn't even seen her take it.
"Remember I was taught by da best," She grinned and looked at her mentor of sorts, Ran.