It was a warm Saturday, and the gang went out to play a game of football.
"Let's try something different, cause it's hard to see who's on your team, until you get tackled." Pony said, stating what everybody was thinking.
"Fine! Y'all are skins and we're shirts!" Steve replied chuckling, Dally smirked. Even though it was just the gang, Pony's face turned red as he took off his shirt. Johnny was hesitant but he did as he was told. Two-bit was out of his shirt within a second. Everybody looked at Darry who had a red face.
"C'mon Superman, show off some muscles." Steve said snickering.
"Why don't y'all be skins." Darry said biting his lip.
"Muscles why so nervous?" Dally mocked, amused by how hesitant Darry was being.
"Guys, I want our team to be shirts." He said firmly.
"Darry, you okay?" Soda asked, his smile dropping to concern. Darry sighed, he didn't like his brothers to worry. With hesitation he took off his shirt. The gang began to laugh so hard, you'd think they would pass out, except for Ponyboy who's face grew more red. Even Johnny was laughing, though at first he tried not to. Right on Darry's chest was a tattoo of a naked women. Darry's face was so red, he could've died right there.
"There was a party, and I got a little drunk..." Darry tried to explain but the explanation just added more fuel to the fire of laughter. They couldn't even make smart ass comments they were laughing so hard. Finally, they calmed down and Steve, Dally, and Soda agreed to be skins. Their were no sarcastic replies needed after that about the tattoo... But they would remind him ever so often about it.