Newsies Stories and Randomness (Mostly Imagines)

Something I wrote at 3 am

Three things

1. Sorry for not updating in forever
2. Sorry for saying I would be back and then disappearing
3. Sorry for what you're about to read

LES RUNS AWAY FROM HOME

One day it was very quiet and nothing was happening. Everyone was so bored.

"I have an idea," said Race.

"No." Said Jack.

"But Jack you didn't even know what I was gonna say."

"That's his point," Crutchie said.

Race sighed and opened a refrigerator that appeared out of nowhere for plot convenience and grabbed a jug of milk. He proceeded to dump all of the milk on his body because it was 88 degrees outside and he was hot.

The next thing that happened was Davey and Les stopped by. They had made some lemonade and were gonna give it to everyone as a thank you gift for being their friends.

"Hello everyone take our lemonade it is sweet made with organic lemons and sugar."

"What does organic mean?" Crutchie asked.

"It means the lemons were grass fed," Jack said.

"Nah it means they're gluten free," Race said. 

Davey facepalmed. After giving everyone the lemonade he wanted to leave because he didn't have enough energy to deal with stupid people today.

But then Les saw the milk jug beside Race. It had a missing person picture on it.

What a fun idea Les though. I'm so bored. Let's run away from home.

So when Davey and Les got home Davey started talking to Les but Les didn't answer. He turned around and saw that Les was gone.

Les had run away from home before they even got back home. Davey thought that was stupid but he was going to go get his brother back.

After a while of not finding Les, Davey went into panic mode and Naruto ran down every street of New York.

All of a sudden he found Les yeeting rocks at Spot Conlon who looked like he was about to have a mental breakdown. 

"LES S T O P THAT RIGHT NOW" Davey said.

Les knew he was gonna get his butt kicked. Not by Davey. Davey doesn't know how to properly kick butt.

However Spot knew now that Les was the one throwing the rocks. Les was gonna die.

"I WANT MY GRAVE TO HAVE HOTWHEELS PAINTED ON IT OKAY DAVEY" Les called to his brother. "AND MAKE SURE YOU SERVE CHOCCY MILK AT MY FUNERAL OKAY"

"Les shut the heck up right now and come here"

Spot started running but before he could spill any blood the shortie was pinned to the ground by none other than Race.

Before anything else happened Davey took Les and they ran.

The next day everyone enjoyed lemonade without thinking about doing anything that could lead to death.

The end.

...

Yeah.

The end.