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A family we are
pairings:
darry x sodapop
dally x Tim
pony x Johnny
* there will also be sub relationships here and there
RATED M FOR A REASON
I sat on the sofa and I could see my mom soda and my dad Darry kissing in the hall. they had gotten into an argument earlier that morning but no one really paid them much attention because the conclusion was ALWAYS the same. My older brother pony was being eaten alive by his boytoy Johnny Cade. Meanwhile my uncle dally was taking his first crack at cooking breakfast while his husband was helping him from behind well actually it was more like my uncle Tim was grinding up against him but either way it was sweet. My uncle Tim and dally were tough as nails but when they were alone or amongst friends they trusted; it was almost like they were the perfect couple; always cuddling and whispering sweet words of non sense. Aside from the boys in the house right now I have 2 other uncles. They went to school with my mom and dad. Steve is my favorite out of all my guardians. Funny enough he's ponys arch nemesis. Steve takes me to the DX sometimes when moms off and he lets me pump the gas with him. He buys me Pepsi and gives me money for milkshakes. Steve is really great but don't count out my uncle twobit! He's the jokester of the gang and he cracks me up every time he comes around.
You see 2 years after I was born and mom and dad finally made it "official" somehow everything fell into place. The gang gathered together and managed to buy a house where they all decided to move in and live. Since then they've all found jobs and together they make more than a steady income. If it wasn't for their greaser pride they would technically be considered soc's. my life was perfect. The only problem was. I was the center of a "gay" family. Even my uncles Steve and twobit were gay. Not with each other but I have known them to be quite the swingers back in high school. I wasn't ashamed of my family. To them I looked more then fine but every once in a while I would get in a tussle with some soc's. even though I'm a girl they gave me this really clever nick name -_- they call me "the faggots daughter" I gotta say if there was one thing my family taught me it was how to be tuff. The first time I got into a fight was the 2 week of my 8th grade year. Pony was in his sophomore year of high school and since we actually had money he was accepted into a new school so he wasn't there to ward off the jackass soc's that tried to step up to me. At first I was scared but then I remembered what my uncle dally told me. "You need to get tough kiddo and no one can hurt you". So that's exactly what I did I toughened up and attacked the raging behemoth I got a few punches in before a teacher came and stopped me. When I got home that day all of the gang was proud of me except my mom who just wanted me to stay home and never leave his arms. The talk that night with my dad darry went a little something like this.
"Hey sweetie could you come here I wanna talk to you about today" I was a little scared my dad sounded desperate and worried. 2 things that never went well together with my dad. I didn't want to talk to my dad because I knew what he was thinking. Me and him shared a special knowing with each other neither of us could keep something from the other. Besides my personal vendetta against speaking with my father I slowly walked into our family room. "Yeah dad what's up" the look in his eyes showed back hurt and a tint of hope; the hope that I wasn't jumped for the reason he thought. The hope that it was just soc's jumping a grease. "Honey why did you get jumped today" I saw the hurt and I knew my father was hurting and he was hurting bad I couldn't being myself to tell him so I lied "heh I'm ok dad it was just a couple if soc's trying to start something" his glare didn't flatter "nothing I can't handle" and I tried my best to bring the smile that would signal that I was happy. It was the smile I knew all my family could tell. It was the way they knew I was ok It was the smile I often showed when I was younger. It was the one thing that if i got it just right darry would be none the wiser. I saw my dads expression softened ten fold after I smiled my award winning smile. Some say I got it from my mom which made me smile that people even compared me to my beautiful mother. Both my parents were gorgeous hell my older brother pony was beautiful too. But me I was ok I had a movie star smile, blue eyes and nice features but I was a thicker girl than most. I wasn't obese or anything just a little round around the features. Many people liked me in school because I'm pretty but I didn't always feel pretty if they saw my family they would turn gay too. In our side of town the gang we had were known as the "hottest" which put me in an awkward position. I was a girl at the top of the greaser chain not even Shepard's a gang was above us. I would have been ok if the gang was on the down low but they were more exposed than the sun! I was targeted by soc's and greasers alike. They either wanted my life or they wanted me dead. My name is Cookie Darryl-pop Curtis I'm a 14 year old freshman and I'm currently being hunted by a billion high schoolers all thanks to the type of "family we are".