- Chapter 36 - And Ace and Spot... but Ace and Race Rhymes, so it Sounds Better... -
Warnings: Slight nerves, nothing too bad
Third Person POV
Ace walks to the Sheepshead area.
He almost immediately found Race talking with someone who held one of the papers.
"Sir, I'm sorry." Race apologizes. "But I can't change what happens in Sheepshead, I just deliver the news." He informs him.
The man grumbles. "Alright." He mutters, pulling a quarter out of his pocket.
"Sir-" Race starts. "You already paid." He reminds him.
The man pushes the quarter into Race's hand. "Who's in the lead at the moment?" He asks him.
Race looks at the quarter. "Number 5." He answers slowly, looking up at the man skeptically.
The man nods. "I'll be back tomorrow." He informs Race.
Race watches him turn and leave, taking Race's last paper with him.
"That was interesting." Ace comments, stepping towards Race, his arms crossed.
Race turns to face him. He shrugs. "Yeah, it happens a bit." He informs him. "I guess some people are just like that." Race mutters. "It was my last pape though."
Ace nods.
"Why are you here?" Race asks him.
Ace shrugs, looking around. "Figured we could go bet together and actually have a conversation that isn't my siblings and I teasing you." He states.
Race smiles slightly. "Yeah."
The two boys walk into Sheepshead.
"How was selling?" Ace asks Race as they look for a place to sit down.
Race shrugs. "Normal." He answers. "What you saw earlier happens quite a bit." He informs him.
Ace nods.
"You?" Race asks, looking over at Ace.
Ace's green eyes meet Race's blue eyes. He shrugs. "It was fine. The excitement from being able to sell again wore off quickly yesterday." He chuckles softly.
Race laughs a bit. "Didn't Red make fun of me for being excited to sell again?" He asks knowingly.
Ace chuckles. "He made fun of me, too." He informs Race. "Trust me, I get that feeling." He states. "And you're not the only one they tease."
"But you're Spot's Second." Race points out, his voice soft.
The two boys sit down on a bench.
Ace looks back at Race. "They- we- tease Spot about stuff." He informs Race. "To a certain extent." He adds.
The two boys laugh together.
"He can be scary when he wants to be." Race comments.
Ace nods, his eyes slightly wider than usual. "You haven't see half of it." He mutters.
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