In Which Race Takes 'Break A Leg' Far Too Seriously - A Newsies FanFiction
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  • Parts 1
  • Time 15m
Complete, First published Apr 18, 2017
"You're, like, two inches taller than me at best. I apologize for not thinking that-HEY!" Race says, but, midsentence, Spot had rolled his eyes and scooped Race off his feet, bridal style. "Put me down!" Race yells.

Spot ignores him, laughing.

"Do you doubt me now?" Spot asks.
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Short Sprace Theatre AU
Prompts:
"I didn't mean 'break a leg' seriously oh my god"
and
"My character dies/gets carried out of this scene if you droP ME I SWEAR-"
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