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When I woke up, Two-Bit's arms were still wrapped tightly around my chest and he was snoring rather loudly in my ear. I craned my neck to look at him and grinned. Then I noticed his door was wide open when I clearly remember him closing it last night. That was when I heard the little voice downstairs, talking to Two-Bit's mother.
"Mommy," it said and I knew it was Sarah, Two-Bit's little sister, "there's a strange boy in Keith's room sleeping with him." I chuckled. She sounded so cute. I've never met her, so I didn't know what she was like.
"Well, why don't you ask Keith who he is when he wakes up, hm?" I heard their mother say.
Turning my attention back to Two-Bit, I pried his arms off of me and wiggled away before he grabbed out again. I heard him mumble then flip over to face the door. Using the chance, I pulled off my jeans and slid on fresh ones from my bag, then pulled on a shirt. I grabbed his comb and gave my hair a quick run through and set it back in place. That was about the time I heard the older greaser grumble and fall off of the bed, then sit up with a start. He looked around until he saw me and grinned.
"Mornin', Ponyboy!" he greeted. I laughed at him and sat at the edge of his bed. Jumping up, he stretched out his arms and headed for the door. When he saw I wasn't following, he looked back and asked, "You comin', kid?"
"Shouldn't you get dressed?" I asked. Even Soda didn't run around like that when there are little kids, like Steve's little cousin, around. Two-Bit only shrugged.
"Naw, Sarah doesn't mind." I gave in and got up to follow. We got downstairs and was greeted with Sarah running at Two-Bit. She jumped in his arms and looked at me.
"Who is that boy?" she asked in the most innocent voice she could give.
"Sarah, meet Ponyboy," Two-Bit said and Sarah waved. He shifted her to his shoulders and headed for the kitchen, ducking in the doorway so he didn't hit his sister's head on the frame. I followed slowly behind with my fists shoved in my pockets. Their mother greeted me; I said a quick hello and sat in a chair. The phone rang and Two-Bit went over to answer it. He picked it up, but Sarah took it from his hand.
"Hello!" she squealed, "This is Sarah Mathews! How may I help you, please?" Two-Bit started laughing as well as his mother. She talked to the person for a while before squealing, "It's for you, Keith!" He took the phone.
"'Ello!" he mimicked, "This is Two-Bit Mathews! How may I help you, please?" I chuckled before he started again. "Oh, hey Darry, wassup?" I got up and went over to them and pressed my ear to the phone so I could hear too.
"Ponyboy's missing..." I heard Darry moan. "Have you seen him?"
Two-Bit looked at me and winked. "Missin'? I'll keep my eye out for him."
"Thanks, Two-Bit."
"Do you know how long he's been gone?" Two-Bit asked, noticing how worried Darry sounded.
"I... I don't know. Soda woke up and he wasn't there. God, I hope he's okay."
"I bet he's fine, Dar," said Two-Bit in a soothing voice. "If he comes around, want me to get him to phone you?"
"S-sure... that's fine. Thanks. I have to go. Soda and I are going out to look around."
"Alright. I'll check the area around my house, so ya'll can cover more ground."
"Thanks. Bye."
"Later." He hung up and looked at me. "Call him later, 'kay?"
"I know," I sighed. He patted my shoulder and returned to the ice box he had left open. He took out a beer and grabbed the chocolate milk for me and Sarah. He got two glasses and filled them, handing one up to Sarah, still on his shoulders, and passed one to me. I thanked him and took a sip.
The front door opened and a figure ran in right to Two-Bit, not seeing me. It was Steve and I began to freak out. Quickly, I ducked into the pantry. I peeked out through the crack between the wall and the door.
"Two-Bit, Ponyboy's gone," he said.
"Too late, Steve. Darry already phoned me."
"Oh," he sighed and looked around. He was looking at the glass I left behind. "Who's that for?" he asked. Two-Bit looked at it and shot a quick look at the pantry. Steve didn't catch the look and I was thankful.
"You if you want it," he said, sipping his beer. Steve took it and took a long sip before setting it back down. Two-Bit's mother said something about going to work and grabbed Sarah from atop Two-Bit's shoulders. She kissed Two-Bit on the cheek and left. The pantry was dusty and it began flying around in my face. I needed to sneeze, but I held my nose and tried to hold it in. It was no use; I still sneezed through my mouth and Steve's eyes shot to the pantry. I quickly sank in the corner and tried to be as small as possible. It was no use cause Steve opened the door and looked around before spotting me.
"Ponyboy Curtis!" he yelled, grabbing my arm and dragging me out of the pantry. He shot me a death glare before looking at Two-Bit. "You were hiding him!" he yelled, grabbing Two-Bit too. "You two are so dead."
"Steve..." I groaned, "you're hurting me." I gave him an evil glare, making his eyes grow in surprise. That faze soon passed, cause he merely glared back.
"You're going back to Darry," he said. He looked at Two-Bit and said, "And you're going to explain what happened!" he ordered before dragging us towards the door. Two-Bit rolled his eyes before bringing his fist back and striking Steve across the face, making him fall and hit his head. He was knocked-out. I cocked my brow at Two-Bit.
"I don't like to be touched by ugly-ass guys!" he said, grinning.
Two-Bit and I moved him to the couch and covered him with a blanket. I ran upstairs to hide while Two-Bit took a seat next to him with the newspaper. I hid in Two-Bit's room and waited patiently. I heard Steve wake up after about half an hour and sat down behind the bed. I could hear them perfectly.
"What the fuck happened?" Steve groaned.
"You ran at the door thinking it was open. It wasn't." I chuckled.
"I thought... I thought I found Pony..." said Steve and I heard him get up. "I thought you were hiding him."
"That musta been some dream," Two-Bit said in a sly voice.
"Oh shit, I got to meet Soda at the DX. If you see Pony, tell him to come home." The front door opened and closed. I heard footsteps on the stairs and saw Two-Bit at the doorway.
"That's everyone. They're all looking for you."
"I know."
"Why did you run away in the first place?" he asked, grabbing a pair of jeans from the floor and jerking them on.
"I thought I wasn't needed."
"Looks like they want you back. Even Stevie-boy."
"That's what confuses me."
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