Disclaimer
Angela: I hope you enjoy this story.
Pony: They might.
Angela: True.
Darry: Are you going to work on Angel as well?
Angela: Yes.
Soda: Well have fun with all the stories you write/
Angela: I will. Disclaimer please?
Darry: Angela doesn't own the Outsiders.
Soda: And she never will.
Pony: She is starting the chapter.
Chapter 1
"Johnny, Johnny," a five year old Pony said excitedly when he saw me. Pony loved me and I loved him. He loved Soda more, but that was his brother so I understood if he loved him more than me.
Pony acted as if he was my brother though. He always cared about me and I know that is a good thing. He is just a little kid.
"Hey Pone," I said. He smiled up at me. I heard the door open and Dallas was behind me. Pony held on to my leg because he was afraid of Dallas. I understand why he was afraid of him. I would be too if I was a little kid. Dallas is a tough person.
"Hey Johnny," he said.
"Hey Dal," I said. He looked down and saw that Pony was holding on to my leg. Dallas didn't really like kids, but Pony was the only one he liked. He only liked Pony because he was Soda and Darry's little brother. It was also because Pony was afraid of him.
"Hey kid," he said to Pony. Pony dug his head into my pants even more then it already was.
"Stop, Dal," I said. He knew he was scaring the kid. He backed off him and I walked over to the couch with Pony still holding onto my leg. When I sat down on the couch he climbed onto my lap. He put his head on my chest.
Soda walked out of his room that he shared with Pony. He smiled at me and nodded at Dallas.
"Hey Johnny," he said.
"What's up," I asked.
"Nothing much," he said. I knew he had to work in a little while and I would watch Pony for them because I enjoyed being around the kid. Steve walked into the house and Pony looked at him. Steve gave him a small smile. Steve liked Pony because he was little and he didn't hang out with Soda and him when they wanted to go out.
Darry would end up putting Pony to bed or I would depending on how long I stayed. Darry gets home around five to take care of Pony since their parents died eight months ago.
I always like his parents because they were so nice. They were nicer then my parents. My parents wouldn't dare put a finger on me though. They did love and care about me, but the Curtis' were better then they were.
They really don't care about what time I would come home. They trusted me not to have sex. I wasn't going to have sex until I was married anyway.
"Hey Soda," Steve said.
"What's up, Stevie," he asked.
"Are you ready to go to work," Steve asked.
"Yeah," he answered. He came over to me and picked Pony up from my lap.
"I'll see you in a little while, Pony," he said.
"Okay," Pony said softly. When Dally was around Pony didn't talk too much.
"Johnny, will you bring him by later," he asked me. I nodded and then they were off to work.
"Hey guys," I heard Two-Bit say.
"Hi, Two-Bit," Pony said. He loved Two-Bit which wasn't surprising. Two-Bit was nice to him.
"Hey kid," he said.
"What are you up to," Dally asked him.
"I am about to head to the Dingo," he said.
"I'll go with you," Dallas said.
"Are you going to watch Pony, Johnny," Two-Bit asked me. He knew I was going to, but I nodded anyway.
"See you two later then," Dally said and they walked out. Pony looked tired so I let him take a nap while I watched a little bit of television.