A/N: Yes, I am taking part of this challenge! Oh my god:D I thought it would be fun and help overcome my writer's block habit. Beware, a strong majority would center around Ponyboy and Johnny. I might accept requests in the future for this challenge, but we'll see.
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The little kids crazily ran outside to the playground, like the building was on fire but got out in a happy manner. It wasn't long when one of those kids kept getting his shoe off just by running. By the looks of it, he still doesn't know how to tie his shoes.
Johnny saw this and went up to him, "Can I tell you how to tie your shoes?"
Ponyboy blushed and said, "How you know I don't know?"
"Your shoes are like that every day."
His face become more red, "Can you show me how?"
Johnny almost laughed at this. This was possibly one of the cutest kids he has seen in the day care. He nodded at the child's question.
Both of them bent down to start the teaching technique.
When Johnny's face was close to him, Ponyboy noticed something, "You look different," What he meant was that he looked too old to be in day care.
"Yeah, my daddy and mammy don't want to be in first grade," Before Johnny resumed the teaching, Ponyboy said, "Why?" The idea of other children's parents thinking differently than his own still seemed foreign to him.
"I don't know. Now, look," and they resumed to the shoe-tieing. Ponyboy continues to tell Johnny to do it over again and Johnny would go over it more slowly and carefully.
Finally, Ponyboy got the hang of it, "Thank you! What's yer name?"
"Johnny,"
"My name's Ponyboy"
"That's a...different name," Johnny's current vocabulary obviously doesn't have the ability to say what he thinks about Ponyboy's name without having to hurt his feelings.
"Wanna have lunch together?" Ponyboy said, not noticing Johnny's expression when he said his name.
"Sure"
Ponyboy closed the scrapbook, "And so that began,"
Johnny laughed, "And you forgot how to tie your shoes the next day,"
"How did you remember?" Ponyboy asked when he was putting the scrapbook back to the table. It was originally on his lap.
"Because glory, I had spent the entire recess teaching a poor child to tie his own shoes and it had all gone to waste when you came to the classroom with your shoes still untied!" he laughed.
"Hehe, yeah," Ponyboy said, remembering the day after.
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A/N: Heh, that was fun. I should make more little kids fics. This drabble and Elementary Bully were fun to write:D
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