Disclaimer: None of this ever happened. I wish it did because that would mean you could go into book worlds. But it can't happen. I don't own characters from the outsiders… I own the name "terry riding" but not the person lol.

IMPORTANT: Anyway, first kicked me off because it had a real person. He's not really main just a way to lead into it all. Therefore I changed it to Terry Riding. Hint he plays Steve in the movie.

Time Travlin' Terry

Terry Riding sat on his bed trying to get into character. He would have been listening to Britney Spears music if she had been around then. Sadly, she wasn't, so he had to be content with the silence. He was trying to figure out his character, but it was extremely hard considering he had to go based solely off of Ponyboy's description of Steve. He really wanted to do as well as he possibly could in the little screen time he had. This was a great break for him, and he could get some good publicity.

He was pretty far in the book, but he was starting to get sleepy and miss parts of the story. He started missing so much that he would get confused and have to re-read things multiple times. He really wanted to keep going, but his body had other plans for him. Dun Dun DUUNNN! So Terry Riding fell asleep. Suddenly, unbeknownst to him…. :magical, mysterious music plays: a woman in a consuming pink dress floated in.

"I will help you Terry Riding. Bipity bobity booooooOOOOO." The room began to spin and spin, and suddenly Terry Riding was teleported somewhere……

Terry Riding was snoring loudly while lying in the middle of a field-like area with a lot of tall, overgrown grass.

"God, what the hell is that god-awful sound? God!" Dally yelled suddenly to Ponyboy and Johnny as they approached the aforementioned field.

"Um…maybe it's a…a….a… SOC! AHHHHAAAHHHH" Johnny said and then proceeded to give a strange scream and do a strange jump. He looked somewhat like a frightened school girl.

"Or maybe it's not AHHHAAAHHH." Dally said mimicking the weird scream/jump.

Johnny giggled insanely, denying the fact Dally was teasing him. "Wow Dally you just looked sooo funny! DO IT AGAIN!"

Dally ignored him and turned to Ponyboy as he said, "Why don't we just go find out?" Ponyboy wondered why the other two hadn't thought of that.

"But there could be a…. a…. a… SOC! AHHHAAAAHHH!" He did the weird jump/scream again. This time looking like a screaming fish flopping in mid-air.

"God Johnny, would you quit it? A sock isn't going to be lying in the middle of a field snoring." Dally rolled his eyes.
Hehe…hehe…you said sock…haha a sock lying in a field snoring." He then proceeded to laugh insanely.

"Let's just go check it out," Dally turned to Johnny "and don't you dare say it again."

"Can I say it a different way?"

"No."

"Can I say it in a box while eating lox with a fox?"

"No, but you can try saying it in a dumpster with…a mobster."

"Yeah, um, a word of advice Dally, don't try to rhyme again. Ever." Ponyboy said, recovering from his laughter over the mispronunciation.

"I could really rhyme if I wanted to." Dally mumbled as they walked towards the field where Terry Riding was still snoring.

"You know, it's a miracle no one else came to investigate this." Ponyboy mused.

"We maybe the fact that it's 5 A.M has to do with it." Johnny said trying to be funny.

Ponyboy didn't get it. "Johnny it's 3:00 in the afternoon…." Ponyboy said slowly.

"People have early bedtimes." Johnny said defensively and just for arguments sake added, "Besides 5:00 A.M and 3:00 P.M are both very busy times."

"Hey guys, it's just a guy snoring really loud. He's too hot and well dressed to be a bum though." Dally called to the other two as he looked down at the sleeping Tom.

Johnny and Ponyboy just stared at him strangely. They were thinking that maybe they had heard wrong, and they didn't want to get Dally angry with them.

"OOOOOO!" squealed Ponyboy. "Let's poke him with a stick!"

"Um…why?" Dally asked.

"Well, I've always wanted to poke a dead guy with a stick but this is the next best thing."

"Um…right…well, we should wake him up anyway so no one—girls or guys—will rape or attack his hot bod'." Dally said knowingly.

Johnny just looked terrified, while Ponyboy ran to get a stick. While Dally and Johnny waited for Ponyboy, Dally tried to make conversation with Johnny.

"So… your name's Johnny….that's gotta be cool…."

"Oh yeah, I get a lot o' perks with a name like Johnny... Why just the other day someone called me, and I turned around to answer to it. Really comes in handy at times because if I hadn't turned around I wouldn't have known I had gone to the janitor's closet instead of the bathroom at school…." He trailed off, realizing he had vowed never to tell anyone about that.

Dally nodded politely, and they stood there for a moment, awkwardly fidgeting in their places. "So….wanna go make out?" Dally asked.

"I GOT THE STICK!" Ponyboy screamed.

"GOD THANK GOD! IT TOOK YOU FUCKING LONG ENOUGH!" Johnny shrieked.

"Well is it my fault that sticks don't grow on trees?"

"Being with you two makes me miss the brilliance of a rock." Dally said flatly.

"Yeah, well, being with you makes me miss the straightness of Liberachi." Johnny blurted out.

"Ummm did I miss something?" Ponyboy asked. "Wait, never mind, I don't want to know. Let's just wake the guy up." He then proceeded to poke him with the stick.

"EWWWW! Is he getting a hard on?" Johnny asked.

"No…. there's some weird thing in his pocket." Ponyboy answered.

"Thing?"

"EWWW JOHNNY!" Ponyboy said and pulled out the strange object.

"Oh hand it over. I've seen one of those before." Dally lied. "It's one of those new toasters."

"It looks like a miniature phone to me. I'm just going out on a limb though." Ponyboy said.

"Who touched my cell phone!" Terry Riding demanded after feeling the lack of cell phone in his pocket.

"Hark, he speaks!" Dally said.

"Geez, Dally's acting fucking weird lately." Ponyboy hissed at Johnny, not realizing the fact that they weren't exactly normal.

"We better not ask him about it yet thought. Maybe it will go away like Susie did."

"Who's Susie?"

"Um…no one."

"Okaaay…"
"SHEESH Pony! Don't badger me about it! Gosh, you're annoying!"

"Where the hell am I?" Terry Riding demanded, bringing Ponyboy and Johnny back into what was going on.

"WEEEELLLL I think we're in Tulsa, but Johnny argues that we never exactly said where we are…wait what?" Ponyboy confused himself.

"Ok that didn't help. Let me rephrase the question. Who the hell are you people?"

"I'm Johnny."

"I'm Dally."
"I'm Aretha Johnson."

"POOOONNYYYBOOY!" The other two exclaimed in cheerful, "scolding" voices. "Don't be such a silly willie!"

"Well I just hope you don't break into spontaneous song." Terry Riding said.

"Would you like us to?" Johnny asked.

"I just said I hope you don't."

"Oh…" Johnny said, then finished defensively, "Well, we weren't going to break into song because if we were, Ponyboy would have introduced himself before Dally, not the other way around. Dally would have made the silly name and me and Ponyboy would have led into the song! That's how we rehearsed it!"

"You three rehearsed a musical number?" Terry asked, stifling a laugh.

"Well it's not like we had anything better to do! What's so funny about that?"

"Nothing…nothing…" He desperately thought of a way to change the touchy subject of musical numbers when he realized something. "I know who you are!"

"If you say big bird I swear I'll beat the shit outta you!" Dally threatened.

Terry found it amusing that this comment came from someone who rehearsed musical numbers in his spare time.

"Has someone ever said that to you Dally?" Johnny asked.

"Well, only when I'm in my chicken suit." He answered matter-of-factly.

"Yeah that makes sense."

"That's reasonable."

Johnny and Ponyboy said and nodded at each other.

"You guys are the Outsiders! I must have been transported into the book!" Somehow he just knew it. He didn't know how. It just seemed logical.

"Wow, I can't believe it took you so long. I mean, we told you our names like an hour ago!"

"Dude, it was like 3 minutes, and I was distracted by your musical number." He choked back laughter.

"I told you! We didn't perform it because they messed it up!" Johnny cried, feeling very angry about not getting to show off their well timed and practiced number.

"How do you know about us anyway?" Dally asked, finally realizing the obvious question at hand.

"Well you'll never believe me, but I'll tell you anyway because somehow you'll believe it anyway, and I have no where else to go, and I'm a pregnant mother on her own."

That last remark raised a few eyebrows. Four to be exact, including Terry Ridings eyebrow. "Um I was getting a bit into it…I'm an actor you know."

"Oh," Johnny said wisely, "That's what all the pregnant mothers say."

"I was just into it! I'm a man!"

"Ok."

"Anyway…" Terry Riding related back the whole four-minute story about how he fell asleep reading the book because he was studying for his part in the movie. He finished with how he was suddenly woken by his cell phone being removed only to see the three of them.

"Wow, I don't know why, but that all makes so much sense. I'm not even going to question or think about the fact that I'm supposedly a fictional character in your universe…or how we're supposedly in the same universe, yet we're in a book world and you're from the future…See I'm not going to think about it because it just confuses and disturbs me EHEHEHEHEHE." Ponyboy said hurriedly and started to laugh strangely. "Anyway," he recovered "You have to come home and live with us….FOREVER. I don't know why, but we need you!"

"Um…right…"

"So who's playing me in the movie?" Dally asked eagerly.

"Matt Dillon."

"He is hot?"

"Fucking hot."

"Do you have a picture?"

"Duh." Terry Riding took a picture of Matt Dillon out of his wallet.
"Woah! I AM fucking hot! I like this movie."

"You haven't seen who plays Soda."

"AWW MAN WHO!"

"Rob Lowe!"

"Picture much?"
"Omg yes!" He pulled out a picture of Rob Lowe.

"Omg omg omg! I want to see me screw Soda…wait ahh!"

"I think we need to end the chapter here." Ponyboy said after staring into space during Terry and Dally's whole conversation.

"What?"

"Well you said we're a book, so this is the end of the chapter."

"Who gives you the right to decide?" Johnny said angrily.

"Weeelll," Ponyboy said braggingly, "Terry Riding says that I'm the main character in the book so hahahahahaha."

Terry Riding didn't even bother to give all the spoilers of the book and didn't even notice how much this contradicted the whole story. It made him think S.E Hinton made the whole thing up.

TBC

Wow, I went back and fixed A LOT. I really love this story. It gets even more random and insane than this. Hopefully you'll like it. It's crazy.