Disclaimer: I don't own The Outsiders, SE Hinton does.
It was four in the morning and the two Curtis brothers were waiting patiently in the hospital waiting room. They were waiting as patient as a six year old and a two year old who were expecting a new baby sister could.
"Soda! Stop playing with my shoes laces!" yelled six year old Darrell, "I'm not too good at tying them back yet!" Darry grabbed his little brother's hand and pulled him up into a chair. Soda sat there swinging his legs back and forth, and hummed a tune to himself.
"Soda! Just sit still for once!" Darry shouted at his little brother.
"Can't! Too excited!" the little Soda shouted. He stood up onto his chair and was shaking with excitement. Then Mr. Curtis came into the waiting room.
"Soda, get down from there." Soda jumped down, "Would you guys like to see your new baby brother?" the boy's dad asked.
"Brother?" both the brothers asked at once.
"Yep!" Their dad said proudly, "turns out he wasn't a girl." Soda ran to the door.
"What are we waiting for?" Darry and Mr. Curtis both laughed and Mr. Curtis led the little boys to the hospital room where their mom was laying in bed with their new baby brother. Sodapop jumped onto his mom's bed and his dad took him and set him back on the floor.
"Careful around Ponyboy, Pepsi-Cola." Soda giggled at his dad's use of his nickname.
"Ponyboy?" Darry asked, "that's… original…" He said with lack of a better word.
"Cool name, man!" said Soda giving his little brother a thumbs up. Ponyboy smiled.
"OH MY GOSH! Did you see that, mommy? He smiled at me!" Mrs. Curtis smiled.
"He likes you, Soda."
"Probably just gas." Darry mumbled to himself.
Soda was always wanting to hold his baby brother.
"Mommy? When can Pony pway blocks with me?" Soda asked.
"Honey, Pony's too small. He'll be able to play with you in a couple years," His mother assured him.
"Fine, I'll be waiting for him," Soda said as he bent down and kissed his baby brother on the forehead before going to bed.