Author's Note: Hey y'all! Just wanted to see if anyone would possibly be interested in reading something like this. It's just a sample, but if y'all like it I can continue. It's basically just a Thankgiving fic sooooo….

CHAPTER I

"Y'all wake up now. I've gotta go to work, and there's some eggs and chocolate milk on the table." Darry shook me and Soda awake. Next to me, I heard him groan. Opening my eyes, I sleepily sat up.

"Oh, hey, happy Thanksgivin' Darry." I mumbled, rubbing my eyes. I could tell Soda had forgotten just by a slight flash of shock registering on his face. He still attempted to cover it up though.

"Yeah, happy Thanksgivin'." he echoed, pretending like he had known that it was Thanksgiving the whole time. I watched him groggily stumble out of bed and yank on some jeans. Sodapop yawned real big.

"We gonna cook a turkey an' stuff this year?" Darry shook his head at his younger brother's question.

"I don't think so. I have work, and so do you." Soda merely nodded, and stretched.

"Darry," he began. "Where's my-"

"It's on the chair in the kitchen. I'll see y'all later. And Soda you best be leavin' soon. Steve pickin' you up?" Darry asked.

"Yeah." he answered, jamming his feet into the black Converse. Right, on cue, we all heard Steve come in through the front door.

"Anyone home?" he called.

"In here!" we all yelled back. Steve strolled into the room, decked out in his DX Station shirt and some torn jeans. He nodded at Pony.

"Nice boxers you got there." He laughed, nodding at my navy blue underwear. I felt my face go hot and I knew my ears were as crimson as they could be. I quickly slipped into some pants.

"Okay, I really gotta go. I'll see y'all later." Messing up my hair and clapping Soda on the back, he left hastily.

"Alright, let's go kid." Steve ordered, steering me out of the room.

"See you Pony!" Sodapop just managed to shout out before Steve dragged him off. So I was by myself for the whole day? No way.

I practically inhaled my eggs and chocolate milk. Then, after brushing my teeth and putting a healthy amount of grease in my hair, I sauntered out the front door. I just about ran into Johnny and Dally.

"Hey." They both greeted me.

"Happy Thanksgivin'." I replied."Where's Two-bit?" Dally rolled his eyes.

"Should be here any minute. He told us that he had a surprise and that we had to meet him over here." Johnny informed me. Oh great. Two-bit's so called "suprises" were usually either:
A). Dangerous
B). Stupid
C). Illegal
D). All of the above

Not two minutes later, Two-bit sped up the street in his ancient car. As he pulled up in front of my house. As he did so, I noticed something funny tied to the back of the vehicle. It looked almost like...

"A turkey? Seriously Two-bit? You tied a turkey to your car?" Dallas said in complete disbelief as Two-bit stepped out of the car. He untied the turkey and slung the thing over his shoulder.

"Hey guys!" he smiled wide. "Happy Thanksgivin'! I cooked y'all a turkey." he announced.

"With...?" Johnny inquired.

"I tied it to the back of the car so the heat from the engine could cook it! Brilliant, huh? Now we can all eat when Darry an' Soda get home!" Dally sympathetically patted him on the shoulder.

"How 'bout we buy another one and cook that one... in the oven." he suggested. I saw Johnny laugh as Two-bit's face fell.