[The pups are licking their wounds in Jacobi's Tree house, nursing their black eyes, bruises, bites, and cuts in bowls of water. There's a singular air of defeat that not even Jacobi can seem to dispel. Jack and Stumpy are missing.]
JACOBI (Hopping to the pups and putting down more bowls)
Hey, drink up, pups. And don't never say I don't give you nothin'. And before you say water is nothin', just ask a fish. In the desert.
IKE (Slowly sitting up on the table he was lying down on)
Why do old mammals talk?
MIKE (Sitting up with his litter mate)
To prove they's still alive.
KATHERINE (Running into the treehouse, holding a paper in her mouth)
Good morning, pups. (She looks around at the gloomy pups.) Oh. Would you get a load of these glum mugs. Can these really be the same pups who made front page of The Bark York Sun?
[All the pupsies, even those who aren't walking so good, run/limp to Katherine and crowd around her.]
PUPSIES
Front page? / What? / What'd she say?
RACE (Taking the paper and placing it down on the floor)
Would you look it! That's me!
ROMEO (Butting his head in)
Where's me? Where's me?
BUTTONS (Sliding the paper towards her)
Wait 'till my owner gets a load of this! I won't be last in line for the tub tonight!
[The pupsies continue to fight over the paper, all of them pushing the paper towards a table. David stays by Katherine.]
DAVID
You got us in the pape?
KATHERINE (Smiling)
You got yourselves in the pape.
MUSH (Kind of reading the paper)
"Pupsies Stop The World." Now there's a headline even Elmer could sell.
[All the pupsies howl with laughter, and continue to fight over the paper.]
SPECS (Limping to Katherine)
So, what else you got?
KATHERINE
Mine's the only story that ran. Pawlitzer declared a blackout on strike news, so even I'm shut down now. I heard they arrested Stumpy. Did they get Jack too?
ALBERT
The Delanceys are spreading a story that he booked it on the first sign of the bulls.
LES (Barking in Albert's face)
Jack don't run from no fight!
ALBERT (Nudging Les away)
Take it down, shortstop. I'm just reporting the news.
RACE (Walking to Albert, his tail wagging)
For jumping Jacks sake, can you stow the seriosity long enough to just drink in the moment? I'm famous!
HENRY (Lying on a table with the paper)
Yeah, what of it?
RACE
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Pupsies - a Pawtastic New Musical
Fanfiction(Cover by Bug, their links are in the book.) Pupsies, a musical about the poor pups of Bark York trying to make a living off of selling papes to humans. (A parody of Newsies, I do not own newsies or it's characters. This is just something fun i'm do...
