Disclaimer: I do not own The Outsiders or any of the characters. S.E. Hinton does.

Summary: The Greasers decide to take a cruise through town. But they end up with a lot more than they bargained for.

Rating: PG-13 (for Dally's big mouth)

Traveling Through Time

From 1980 to 2004

"Damn it! Hurry up already!" Dallas Winston swung open the door of his car. "Man, Soda, if you don't get out here right now, I'm just gonna break the fucking door down!" He glanced back at Two-Bit, who was singing a really annoying song.

"I know a song that gets on everybody's nerves, everybody's nerves, everybody's nerves!! I know a song that gets on everybody's nerves, and this is how it goes: I know a song that gets on everybody's nerves, everybody's nerves, everybody's nerves. . ."

"SHUT UP! You're fucking getting on my nerves!!"

"See? I told you I knew a song that gets on everybody's nerves!"

The Greasers had taken a stop at a gas station, and Sodapop was hogging the bathroom. He'd been in there for about 10 minutes now, and before that, Ponyboy had seen him carry in a bottle of hair grease. . . Maybe that was why. The gang had decided to take a little road trip/cruise, because no one had anything to do and they were getting kind of bored.

Finally, Dally had broken down the door and dragged Soda out. From there, they just drove off, because no one wanted to pay for the door. "Where are we going again?" Johnny asked, glancing around. On both sides of them there was desert, desert, and desert.

"Don't tell me you got us lost, Dal!" Darry sighed.

"So what if I did?"

It was silent for a moment before Two-Bit started singing that song that gets on everyone's nerves again. Everyone groaned. "Two-Bit, would you put a sock in it?!" Steve asked, ramming his head against the back of Darry's seat. Soda had his hands behind his head. Two-Bit's song had gotten into his head, and he began to sing, too.

Dally gritted his teeth, losing his nerve with every word. Finally, he practically lost it. "DAMN IT, SHUT UP!" he growled, taking a swing at Two-Bit. The blond dodged it, but his head crashed against the window, which caused him to black out. Then, it was silent once again.

"Dally, calm down!" Darry shot at him.

Dally muttered something under his breath and said nothing more. A while later, they were covered by the shadows of a tunnel. . . wait. . . tunnel? They had a tunnel? On the other side, light blinded them, and noise filled the air. There were sounds of car horns, people talking, everything. From every side there were cars. They were really different; those cars had radios, clocks that had the actual numbers instead of round ones, slits in them for things they called "CDs", and even more.

"What the hell?" Dally muttered, looking around. Compared to everything else, their car looked extremely old. By that time, Two-Bit had finally come to and was glancing around.

"Where are we?" was a question everyone asked.

Then, there was a loud roar of girls from a car next to them. "WE LOVE YOU, ROB LOWE!!!"

Soda blinked. "Rob Lowe? Who's Rob Lowe? And where are we?! I'm confused!"

"I didn't know you had a new name, Soda! Why didn't you tell me?!" Two-Bit joked.

"I don't. . . right?"

Ponyboy shrugged. "I wonder why there are so many people here!"

Then, another car pulled up next to them. "Hey, it isn't the '80s anymore, so take off your leather jackets, dude!"

"What?" Johnny gave a bewildered looked towards Dally. "What did he mean that it ain't the 1980's no more?"

"I don't know, Johnnycake," Dally admitted. "I don't even know where we are."

"You did get us lost!"

"Maybe we should pull over for a while?" Ponyboy suggested. Dally shrugged and parked in a nearby parking lot. Ponyboy walked over to where there was a newspaper on the ground. "November 11, 2004. . ." he looked up at the rest of the gang, whose mouths were slightly hanging ajar.

Welcome to year 2004.

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Author Notes: Neh. Wasn't really good, but hopefully, I'll get a better chapter up soon.