Cassie's Santa Fe Adventure
- By ShoeGoil
DISCLAIMER Newsies is the property of Disney. But I am the property of myself. I know I am an interesting person, so I don't blame you for wanting to put me in your stories. Please ask for permission, so I can make sure that you are my friend, otherwise I don't want a story written about me. Um, yeah. I am also the owner of the name ShoeGoil. That is my name. Do not steal my name. I am cool cuz that is my name. Thank you. I luv you! (in a non- david/denton way, of course!)
DISCLAIMER'S DISCLAIMER So you found this story, huh? Let the author now warn the reader that the story (and the first Disclaimer) was written when the author was 16. She is now 24 (assuming it's still the year 2006). No doubt the reader has countless questions regarding this story, like "Why in the world is the silly thing even accessible?"
Part 14
"What are ya guys doin' here? I thought you were all stayin' at da lodgin' house!" Sarah sat down next to him and kissed his cheek.
"They changed their minds," she said simply, and glanced at me with a smile.
"It was ShoeGoil. She helped us to see how it is," Mush said, coming up next to me and put his arm around my shoulders, and I put my arm around his back. I looked up at him and smiled, and he smiled back.
"Once again, Shoe saved da day," Race said, and put his arm around my back, and I put my arm around his shoulders. A few of the guys looked confused, so Race explained. "Hey, she brought Jacky-Boy back ta New Yawk. And got da newsies ta sell papes again. Dis goil is amazing!"
I grinned as the guys clapped and hollered for a speech.
"A speech? You guys is crazy!" We all laughed, but then I sobered. "Uh, guys. I hate to end a party like this, but I think I gotta get going."
"Get going? Where?" Mush asked, his arm still around my shoulders.
"Home."
"An' why wouldja wanna do something like that, huh? We'd miss ya, Cassie," Race said, his arm still around my waist. "Don't we mean anythin' ta ya?"
"Oh, you guys. You mean so much to me! Already I feel like I have nineteen brothers looking out for me, and a sister," I said, looking over at Sarah. "But, it just reminds me how much I miss my REAL family. My mom, my dad, my little brother, my grandparents, cousins, aunts, uncles, and my friends. I've been away from them for a month, you know."
"Hey, we live without all that stuff. Can't you, too?" Jack said, sadly.
"No, she should go back," Mush said.
"Are you crazy?" Racetrack asked loudly. I turned to look at Mush and he smiled.
"No, I ain't crazy. I just remember what it were like ta lose my family. It was one of the woist feelings in the woild." There were nodding heads around the room as several newsies recalled losing their own family. "If Shoe has a chance ta go back ta her family, she should take it." He looked at me and smiled. "We'll miss you."
"Oh, I'll miss all of you guys so much! This has to be the greatest adventure of my life. But I'm not even sure if I will be able to get back."
"OH, sure ya can!" Jack motioned for the waiter. "Bring her the hottest, spiciest mixture you can make." He ran off to make it, and Jack looked at me with a smirk.
"Do you think it will work?" He shrugged. The rest of the newsies were confused out of their minds, but I just looked at them and smiled. "I better begin my goodbyes." I walked from one newsie to the next, hugging each on of them and wishing them good luck.
"See you on Mad Libs, Pie Eater." He looked at me strange, but we hugged.
"Jake, you should lose the Delancey hat and spike your hair." I smiled at the look on his face and hugged him.
"Keep making your monkey faces, Swifty." I hugged him and smiled.
"Keep yelling those headlines, Snitch." I straightened his vest with a smile and hugged him.
"Snipeshooter, lay off the cigars, okay?" He nodded his head and we hugged.
"Keep your chin up, Skittery. No more mad moods?" He agreed and I hugged him.
"Snoddy, promise me you'll find your mother." I hugged him and he smiled sadly with a nod of his head.
"Keep up the great spelling, Dutchy." He grinned at the tone of my voice and we hugged.
"Specs, I never did believe that there was a three-headed baby." We laughed and hugged.
"Crutchy, keep that happy disposition of yours." He gave me a big grin and we hugged.
"Boots, you'll get that corduroy suit some day." He smiled his thanks and I hugged him.
"Les, stay out of trouble." He nodded his head seriously. "But have fun!" He grinned and we hugged.
"Davey, good luck becoming a reporter." We hugged and he whispered thank you.
"Sarah, good luck with Jack. You belong together." She smiled sweetly and we hugged.
"Kid Blink, less girls, more work, okay?" He looked at me like I was crazy. "Just kidding!" We laughed and hugged.
"Bumlets, promise me you'll dance forever." I touched his black hair and we hugged.
"Don't forget to show those dimples, Itey." He grinned shyly as I patted his cheek and we hugged.
"Do you still want that pair of new shoes, Mush?" I grinned to show I was joking, but he quickly pulled me into a hug, and I giggled and hugged him back.
"Racetrack, good luck with your future gambling." He smiled sadly and we hugged.
"Jack, you're like a big brother to me. Good luck with Sarah, treat her the way she deserves." He smiled and sniffed and we hugged tightly.
"It won't be da same without ya. Are you sure ya hafta go home?"
I nodded my head. "Look, Yoda's dead." I showed him my Giga Pet. "I don't belong here, Jack. But I'll miss you all so much!" Just then, the waiter came up and handed me a glass of something.
"Drink it up!" he said, then walked away.
"Well, I guess this is goodbye. If it works." I looked around Tibby's and saw all of them looking sad and dejected. I waved and slowly brought the cup up to my lips, sipping it. Gaw, it was hot! I gulped it down, and soon the room was growing blacker and blacker until I was completely unconscious.
