A/N: I do not own any characters in this story that are featured in the novel The Outsiders by SE Hinton.

Two-Bit and I wandered through Bateman's Groceries aimlessly. We'd been in there a mere fifteen minutes and he'd already lifted three cartons of Chesterfield Regulars, a pack of AAA batteries, a Snickers bar, and a Zippo lighter; it was amazing to see how much merchandise he could hide on his person. By the time we left the store Two-Bit had an entire feast stashed in his pockets.

We climbed back on my motorcycle and rode over to the park by the Curtis' house. Sitting on the swings, we consumed five candy bars and seven Twinkies.

"You've got cream filling all over your face," I said, leaning over to wipe a blob of the delicacy from his chin.

"You've got chocolate all over your hands, so were even," he quipped playfully.

I looked down at my hands; they were indeed covered in the sweet, brown candy. I leaped off the swing and walked over to the fountain in the middle of the park to wash my hands. Two-Bit followed, completely ignoring the sticky goo that was running down his face. With an ungraceful splash, he submerged his entire head in the water, swished around, and flipped his head back, shaking it wildly. Water flung in all directions, thoroughly soaking everything within a ten foot radius.

"Did I get it?" he asked with a wolfish grin.

I shook my head in disbelief. "Yeah, I think that'll do."

"Well don't I get a kiss from Mommy for being such a clean little boy?" He stared down at me with puppy eyes.

I laughed. "Sure you do, Sweet Baby Two-Bit..." I replied cheekily, "that is, if you can catch her!" With that said, I ran at top speed. Two-Bit chased after me like a dog chasing a car. We ran around the grassy park for about ten minutes before he started to wear out. He finally collapsed next to the jungle gym in a heap of brown leather and denim. I walked slowly over to him and held out a hand to help him up. Two-Bit grabbed a hold of my hand and pulled sharply. I fell unceremoniously on top of him, inadvertently kneeing him in crotch. He keeled over and groaned loudly.

"That did not work out like I'd planned," Two-Bit moaned.

As much pain as I knew he was in, I couldn't help but giggle.

"You think this is funny, do you?" he asked, rather put off by my lack of sympathy.

By then I was laughing so hard that I could not speak. I nodded, tears rolling down my cheeks.

He leaned over to me and whispered in my ear, "Then you'll think this is hysterical." He pressed his lips firmly against mine. I sobered up quickly when I realized exactly what was happening. I pulled him back so that he was laying half on me and half on the grass and kissed him back. We continued for a minute or two before he pulled back.

"Did that tickle your funny bone?" he asked with a wide grin.

I smiled back sheepishly. "It was fucking hilarious."

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