- Chapter 47 - Rat's a Rat lol -
Warnings: Slight doubt, rudeness? I'm not fully sure and my brain is too dead to figure it out lol
Third Person POV
Race walks to the Brooklyn Distribution Center.
It was day 2 of being in Brooklyn.
Race was tired, annoyed, and over this and it was only day 2.
He wasn't sure he'd survive very long.
Ace was walking next to him. "How are you doing?" He asks him, his voice quieter than usual.
Race looks over at Ace. He shrugs. "Fine."
Ace sighs. "Don't give me that." He tells him. "You don't look fine." He states.
Race rubs his eyes with his hands. "Just tired." He answers. "Tomorrow'll be better."
Ace sighs slightly. "Alright, Racer."
Race looks over at Ace. "You?" He asks.
Ace shrugs. "It's a morning; I don't want to be up." He responds.
Race laughs softly.
Ace smiles contently. I got him to smile.
"I can relate." Race responds, looking to be happier than he had been before.
The two boys fell into a comfortable silence as they walked.
They got to the Distribution Center after a few minutes.
The Brooklyn Distribution Center was closer to their Lodge than the one in Manhattan was.
That's one thing Race had noticed about it.
That and the fact that there were different people who ran it.
It was obvious there would be; the Delanceys and Weasel couldn't be there, but Race was still slightly weirded out when he realized Weasel and the Delanceys wouldn't be giving him his papes.
There were two boys who ran the Center, along with an older man.
The two boys had no relation to the man though, however, they were related to the older man's boss.
They were his nephews.
Grayson and Carter Griffin.
They were nice boys, Race knew that.
They hung around Brooklyn and hung with the Delanceys a lot.
The boys were close with Carter and Oscar being just three weeks apart, to the day, and Grayson being only five months older than Morris.
(And Morris is dating Carter, but that's another story-)
And all of them hated the older man who sold their papers.
His name was Mr. Ratcliffe.
Technically.
It's not like the majority of the Brooklyn Newsies called him that anyway.
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