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A/N: This is about what happens when Tiffany and the characters are not 'filming' 'Curious? Ask A Lot Of Questions!' Yes this is a parody, so don't get offended! Most of this has to do with Mary-Sues & fanbrats, but most of the time it'll be random. Oh, and I hate the word rape, so it'll be r**e or r**ed.

Any ideas will be appreciated, if I decide to use your idea, you will get credit, a chapter dedicated to you and I'll review the story of your choice : ) Fair deal? Ok, please enjoy and REVIEW!

Disclaimer: Is Pluto a planet? Sadly NO! Do I own the Outsiders by S.E. Hinton? NO! Continue :P

(Tiffany's POV)

I sat on the Curtis' couch, looking at the ceiling. It was a typical boring day, and I was too lazy to go to the West-side and bother Bob Sheldon. My stomach suddenly growled and I noticed that I haven't eaten all day. Looking at Dallas, who was sitting on the chair next to me, I saw the Dairy Queen food I Darry bought us.

"Dallas," I reached out for my food. "Can you pass me my milkshake?"

Dallas grabbed my milkshake and took a sip. "Nah, I'm good."

I got off the couch and snatched my milkshake. "Give me it. Stupid hood..." I muttered.

"You brought me back to life," Dallas pointed out as he shrugged.

I ignored what he said and took out my Dell laptop. I forced Randy to buy it for me a few days ago, but I can't tell you how. As I logged into my account, Johnny walked in.

"Hi Dally," said Johnny.

Dally looked at him and smiled. "'Sup Johnnycake? How's life?"

Johnny shrugged and looked at me, then at Dally. "Still wish I was dead, man. There's nothin' to do 'round here."

"Stop complaining," I rolled my eyes. "I don't care if you're bored, you're staying."

Doing a dramatic sigh, Johnny sat down next to me. I slowly turned my head to him, and saw him eyeing my laptop. He touched the screen and when it turned black, he jumped.

"W-what is that?" he asked.

I raised an eyebrow. "A laptop..." Have they not heard of one?

"Laptop? What's a laptop?"

Groaning, I did a quick face-palm. "It's a small computer that you can take anywhere."

Johnny said a long, 'Oh,' and continued to stare. I clicked the Internet Explorer button, and waited for my Aol homepage to appear. After a couple of minutes, Dallas took the laptop from me and typed in Google.

He looked at me with a smirk. "Have you ever watched animation?"

I looked around. "Duh! Mickey Mouse."

"Ok, then watch this," he handed me my laptop.

I clicked play on the video, and at the beginning it said, 'Some guy tried making an animation but failed. Can you figure out what went wrong?' There was a random stick figure dancing. Johnny tensed up and grabbed onto my sleeve as Dallas continued to smirk. I ignored him acting suspicious and continued to watch. Minutes later, the stick figure continued dancing. I was falling asleep, and Johnny was already asleep. I got closer to the screen, and at that moment, an exorcist girl popped up screaming. My heart started beating really fast.

Without thinking, I screamed. "Ahhhhhhhh! What the fudge, Dallas!"

Johnny woke up when I screamed. He looked at the computer, and when the girl's eyes moved to him, he jumped off the couch. There was a big thump, and then a high-pitched, girlish scream.

Dally bent down and looked at Johnny. "Sorry Johnny, man. I didn't know it was gonna scare you that much."

Johnny got up from the floor. "Um, that wasn't me..."

We all heard the scream again, but this time it was from outside. All of us ran out the house, to see a girl my age getting jumped by Socs. I analyzed her some more, and one thing came to mind. Mary-sue.

Dally started to laugh. "What the hell? What are we suppose to do?"

I shook my head. "Nothing, get inside now."

We hid behind the door, the girl still screaming. As we sat on the floor the girl screamed, "Ahhhh! They're going to r**e me!"

Johnny covered his ears with hs hands and shook. "Are we gonna do somethin'?"

Still, I shook my head. I mouthed the words, 'Mary-Sue' to him, and his eyes widened. The girl continued to scream louder, so Dally got up from his spot and opened the door.

"I can't take it!" Dally left the house, and punched the nearest Soc.

Johnny walked to the porch. "Dally stop! Something bad is gonna happen!"

I closed my eyes and after a few minutes, there was silence. Opening my eyes, I saw about three Socs unconscious on the floor, Dally cracking his knuckles, and a Mary-Sue jumping up and down happily. I stared at her...wasn't she just jumped? Because if I was jumped and r**ed I wouldn't be happy. Johnny and I ran outside to Dally, and the Mary-Sue hugged him.

"Thanks for saving me!" she said.

Dally rolled his eyes. "I wasn't savin' no little broad. I just wanted to knock some Socs out. I'm going to Buck's, later guys."

"Bye Dallas," Johnny and I said simultaneously.

The Sue looked at us. "Hi! I'm Shazija!"

I tried to hold in my laughter. Shazija? don't even think that name was used in the 1960s. I shook my head and grabbed Johnny's arm. We left 'Shazija' at the sidewalk and went inside to watch Mickey Mouse. Before we sat down there was a knock on the door. I walked to the door and opened it, only to reveal another Mary-Sue. May I describe her as a fanbrat would?

'Her bright, greenish-blue eyes shined in the moonlight. Her chestnut brown, wavy hair hung past her shoulders. She had a smile more powerful than the sun. One wink or wave of her fingers, could get any guy liking her and any girl hating on her. She's so perfect!'

Yet, all of that isn't true. She looks like a normal girl you see walking down the street at night. She really wasn't a sight to look at. She leaned against the door frame and winked.

"Don't you wish you were me?" she asked, flipping her hair.

I cracked my knuckles.

Before anything happened, Sodapop, Darry, Ponyboy, Steve, and Two-Bit came from the back door. There were a lot of shouts and hollers coming from them, as the kicked their shoes off. I ignored them and concentrated on the Sue.

"Who are you?" I asked.

She raised an eyebrow. "Uh, how do you not know me? I'm Candycorn, Sodapop's twin sister!"

I slapped my knees and started laughing. "No you're not."

"Yes I am."

Then there was silence. I had a better plan. "Sodapop! Darrel! Ponyboy! Get over here!"

All of them, except Soda, walked out of the kitchen and came to the door. Once Ponyboy saw who it was, he put his hands up and shook his head. Darry began to bang his head against the wall.

Ponyboy cleared his throat. "For the last time, you are not Sodapop's twin!"

Candycorn sighed. "Yes I am. Why do you guys deny it?"

"For starters," Johnny started. "In the book, Sodapop has dark-gold hair. You have light brown hair."

'I knew there was a reason I brought Johnny back,' I thought.

Sodapop walked into the living room with Steve, and screamed when he saw Candycorn. "Not YOU again!" He hid behind Steve, who scowled to defend his buddy.

The Sue took out a little web-cam, and faced it to her. "Shit, they figured me out! BonQuiQui, launch the next plan."

She got sucked into the web-cam, and everyone sighed in relief. I took the web-cam and slammed it until it broke. Two-Bit sat on the couch and went on my laptop. Messing around he pressed the 'refresh' button.

"Oh an animation!" Two-Bit took his Pepsi and skipped half the video.

"Two-Bit, no!" Johnny and I screamed in unison as we closed our eyes.

10...9...8...7...6...5...4...3...2...1... The girl's face popped up again.

There was a huge thump and a really high-pitch scream. "Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh! What the shitake mushroom sandwich!"

I face-palmed. "Don't tell me that was another Mary-Sue."

Two-Bit got up from the floor and rubbed his head. "Uh, sorry Tiffany, that was me."

We all started to laugh at him. At least I wasn't the only person to scream. After a good laugh or two, I said goodbye to everyone. Two-Bit, Soda, and Steve came up to me.

"Can we borrow your laptop, please?" They asked.

I looked up, I could always sneak one out of Randy. "Sure, but don't break it!"

"Ok, thanks Tiffany!" Two-Bit closed the door.

I walked outside into the cold night. Forgetting to bring my sweater, I rubbed my arms with my hands to keep warm. Halfway home I bumped into something hard. I rubbed my head, and apologized to whoever it was.

"Watch where ya goin' next time!" It sounded like a twelve year old.

Taking a better look, I saw that it was a young girl, with a huge attitude problem. "Who the hell are you?" I asked.

She smirked. "I'm Montana Winston. Dallas Winston's sister."

A/N: As we all know from my other fanfic, Dally does not have a sister. So how will he react? What are the greasers planing to do with Tiffany's laptop? Who the heck is BonQuiQui? Want to read more? Why am I asking all of these questions?

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