"Pony, give it back!" I exclaimed, running down the stairs at full speed. He laughed and started to run toward his room. "Pony!" I swerved and continued running after him.
I suddenly felt a sharp pain in my foot. There is so much stuff in this house you can stub your foot on just about anything. Of course I wasn't wearing shoes or socks at the moment and it hurt like shit! "Shit!" I yelled. I grabbed my foot in my hands. "Fuck, fuck, FUCK!"
"Are you okay?" Pony asked, trying to hide his laughter. I nodded, even though I was really in an immense amount of pain. His face suddenly became serious as he looked behind me.
"Kittycat Kathleen Curtis!" I heard Soda's voice exclaim behind me. Crap.
"Yes, Soda?" I asked, trying to sound innocent.
"Her middle name is Kathleen?!" Two-Bit laughed from the couch. "That's hilarious!"
"Did you just say what I think you said?" Soda asked, calmly.
"Uhh…" I looked around to see if anyone was going to help me. They were all just staring at me in silence. Steve and Two-Bit were both trying to keep from laughing out loud. Real helpful, guys. "Yeeeeees?" I said hesitantly.
"That's what I thought." He walked to the bathroom.
"No, no, no, Soda! Pleeeeease! It was an accident!" I called after him. "PLEASE!"
"What's her problem?" Steve asked.
"You'll see." Pony said.
"Shut up, Ponyboy! This is all your fault anyway!" I yelled in frustration. He mock gasped and feigned a look of hurt. "It's not funny!" I yelled.
"What's happening?" Johnny asked, genuinely confused.
Soda came back out of the bathroom with a wet bar of soap. "Open." He ordered.
"Soda, please."
"Kittycat Kathleen." There goes the middle name again. Two-Bit chuckled.
I reluctantly opened my mouth and stuck out my tongue. He started to scrub the soap on my tongue as he lectured me. "You know better than to talk like that, you were raised better than that." I rolled my eyes. Everyone uses language like that. "Don't you roll your eyes at me. Now, Darry can take it out for you when he gets home."
My eyes widened. "Gut, Gurry's nah ganna ee ohne or alch a aur!" I exclaimed… Tried to exclaim.
"Well, you should have thought about that before swearing." He said putting the soap in my mouth. It tasted disgusting and my spit was starting to foam. He pointed at the couch and I reluctantly went to sit down between Johnny and Two-Bit.
Two-Bit couldn't take it anymore and started laughing out loud. I turned to glare at him, and it just made him laugh harder. It's really not that funny. I sighed and turned my attention to Mickey.
-x-x-
About half an hour later, I was so close to spitting this darn soap out. Where was Darry?!
As soon as I thought that, the door opened and in stepped Darry. I jumped off of the couch and ran up to Darry.
"Do you need something, Kitty?" He teased. Dammit, Soda must've called him at work.
I pointed to my mouth and jumped up and down in frustration. I remember I had once taken the soap out myself when the time was up and I got an additional three minutes because of it.
I whined as he just stared at me. He chuckled and took the soap out of my mouth.
I turned around and was about to run to the kitchen to spit and rinse when Darry told me to wait.
"Learn your lesson?" I nodded vigorously. "No rinsing." I whined again and ran to the kitchen.
I spit my foaming saliva into the sink and continued to spit. The taste was still there, ew!
"I hate to break it to you, Cat," I turned to glare at Two-Bit, who was leaning on the door frame. "But, I'm pretty sure you have rabies."
I stuck up middle finger as I spit in the sink some more. He gasped and faked a look of shock. "Kathleen just made a shamefully crass gesture!" He exclaimed.
"Kittycat!" Darry yelled from the living room. I groaned.
To my surprise, Two-Bit said "I'm just fooling around, Darry. She didn't." He winked at me and left me to spit into the sink in peace.
A/N: Please review if you have time! Stay gold everyone!