In honor of officially buying my tour tickets (*uncontrollable squealing*), I decided to post this little reprise I had sitting around. It's Letter from the Refuge from Jack's POV, and considering how his emotions are at this point in the show...well...I'm sorry for the sadness.

Enjoy!

-Marcelle

Letter to the Refuge

Dear Crutchie,

I'm a wreck
Without you
I don't know what I'm s'pposed to do
Can't believe Synder used your own crutch...

Oh, and kid, 'course I knew it was you!

'Bout those guards
Yeah they'se cruel
'Cause they're under that old spider's rule

And the food is okay
Once it comes,
Though I can't guarantee
That it will...

I'm sorry.

I need ya here, Crutch
I can't stand ta think you're in there
'Stead 'a the penthouse with me
There's a sky out here that you may never see...

Anyway,
Your plan's great!
But I really think
You oughta wait

With your leg and all, well,
It'd be askin' for trouble
It's tough
I know that's what you'll hate

Don't worry, though!
I'll be there.
And we'll bust you
Right outta that jail!

You bet Pulitzer
He's gonna pay!
And then, Crutch, I can promise ya
We'll just go!

Leave it behind us...

Where it's clean and green and pretty,
There'll be nothin' in your way!
You can run and jump and
Finally be okay!

Once that train makes...

Dang that place.

You'll be fine.
I will, too.
And I'll do whatcha told me to do.
All the boys here, they know 'cause of you
They'll just have to do better!

We'll show them we're more than just kids,
And we'll do it together!

The end.

Your pal
Your best pal
Your brother,

Jack

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