My Totally Random Story

Title explains it all… one-shot.

"Hey Darry, have you seen Soda?"

"No, why, Pony?" Darry asked as he looked up at Ponyboy from behind his morning newspaper.

"…well… wouldn't Soda be here? He didn't have to work today, did he?" Pony asked raising an eyebrow.

"You know what? You're absolutely right," Darry said as he got up and smacked his paper down on the coffee table that stood beside his recliner. "Let's go look for him."

Pony nodded and headed toward his bedroom while Darry went to his own bedroom. They searched around the whole house, but there was no sign of Soda anywhere. The last place they had to check was the kitchen… and guess what?

"What?" Pony asked.

I'm not talking to you Pony.

"Oh…"

Ahem! Now, where was I? Oh yes! I remember now. …and guess what?

"Wha-"

Pony! I ain't asking you!

"Sorry! You're distracting though!"

Ponyboy, don't use that tone of voice with me, young man!

"Or else what? Huh?"

Or else this! (Grabs Ponyboy by the shirt and tosses him out of the house) That's better. Now, where was I? …and guess what? (Readers say what) Sodapop was in the kitchen the whole time! But…

"STEVE! WHAT HAVE THEY DONE TO YOU!" Soda sobbed, holding a wash cloth in his hands.

"Oh, so Soda is in here… I knew that," Darry said walking back to his beautiful recliner.

"Oh! I found Soda! Who's the coolest now? Oh yeah!" Pony said jumping up and down.

Wait, what! How'd you get back in here!

"I used the-" (Grabs by shirt and throws him out again). "DOOOORRR!"

Yay me… anyway!

"Steve? Speak to me, man!" Soda hollered at the wash cloth.

Just then, Steve walks in the house and goes to the kitchen to find Sodapop hollering at a wash cloth. "Soda, what the bleep are you doing? I'm right here!"

"No you're not! This is- oh, you are right there! Stupid me!" Soda giggled. "But I could've sworn you got turned into a wash cloth!"

"I don't know what planet you're living on, but it's not the same one as me…" Steve muttered.

And they lived happily ever after… except for Ponyboy, who was now living on the streets, because people kept on throwing him out of his own house.

THE END