Turned Around 6
Dally flounced into the Curtis house, sporting a bruised cheek.
He'd gotten into a fight with some punk who'd asked him for a quarter.
Yes, because he's Dallas Winston and he can.
Dally relaxed on the sofa. No one was home, of course. It's so unhumanly unnatural for a home owner to be at their own home.
All of a sudden, Soda walked in. He was wearing a.. a.. what the hell are those weird things people wear on their heads?
"Turbans!" Dally and Soda looked around, confused, but saw no one. Oh well.
"What the fuck, Soda?" Dally asked, and Soda grinned.
"Greetings, Dally. Would you like me to read your palm?" Dally looked at Soda.
"Umm.. do I want to?" He asked, and Soda sat across from him.
"Of course you do! Now, give me your palm." Dally stared at Soda.
"What the fuck? No. Read your own palm, Soda."
Soda snatched Dally's hand, and began feeling over his palm.
"I see.."
Dally raised an eye brow. "You see what, unicorns and butterflies?"
"I see.. a boy.. his name is Johnny.."
"What the fuck? You knew that."
".. I see.. Are you connected to any sort of gang?"
Dally looked at Soda. "What the hell do you think?"
"Alright.. I see.. a boy.. he's incredibly handsome.."
"If you're talking about what a stud I am, keep going." Dally grinned.
"His name.. is unusual.. connected to some form of drink.. Sodapop, is it?"
Dally snatched his hand away. "What the fuck is this? You stupid phony.."
Soda ran away, giggling.
Dally lay there, feeling disturbed.
Two-Bit came bouncing in.
"Dally, Dally! I've got news for you!!"
Dally sat up slightly. "What is it?"
Two-Bit continued bouncing up and down. That got on Dally's nerves. Who did he think he was, Tigger or something?
"Dally.. I'm going to the DX!"
Dally rolled his eyes, and lay down again.
"Whoptee-fucken-doo."
Two-Bit stopped bouncing.
"But Dal, you don't understand!"
Dally closed his eyes. "Be gone, asshole."
Two-Bit sighed, and turned to Darry, who magically appeared there!
Dally did a double-take.
"Darry, Darry, guess what?"
Darry grinned. "What?"
"I'm going to the DX!"
Darry raised an eye brow.
"So?"
Two-Bit gasped.
"I'm going there for GAS!"
Darry gasped.
"Oh my god! Can I come?"
"Sure!"
Dally rolled his eyes again.
"Why is this such a big deal?"
Darry turned to him.
"Dallas Winston, you know fully well that in this world of fan fiction, the only reason people go to the DX is to..
a) work
b) get a pepsi
c) flirt with soda
d) get their car fixed
e) all of the above.
No one ever realises that it's a gas station.. for gas!"
Dally understood, but he still thought it sounded lame.
"Alright, good bye." The two jumped away like tiggers.
Just when Dally thought he had been his most disturbed, Pony and Johnny came in.
"Sane ones!" Dally said out loud, but the boys took no notice of him. Instead they began running around the living room.
"WE'RE SINKING, WE'RE SINKING! GOD DAMN IT, ROSE, WE'RE SINKING!" Johnny yelled as he ran around.
"WE HAVE TO GET ON THE LIFE BOATS, NOW! COME ON JACK."
Dally had one thought on his mind: Are they mental?
The two leapt onto the sofa, causing Dally to fall off it.
"WHEN I SAY JUMP, WE JUMP.. OKAY, JUMP!" Johnny yelled, and both of them jumped off the sofa.
They clung to an usually large cushion for a minute or two.
"Stay gold, Ponyboy, stay gold!" Johnny yelled, and then giggled, because he'd used his own famous line instead of one from the movie.
"I'LL NEVER LET GO!" Pony yelled, and then they stood up and dusted themselves off.
Dally stood up and looked at the boys.
"Get help." He said, and ran away.
Johnny looked at Ponyboy. "Is he crazy or something?"
Pony shrugged. "Maybe."
Dedicated to Keri and Laney.