*I don't own The Outsiders.

(Third Person POV)

Darry drove home, holding Leslie's hand. His heart was beyond content for the first time in over a year. Since his parents' deaths, he'd been under constant stress and worry. He was excited to go home and show his girlfriend off…even though they've all known Leslie practically as long as he had.

He pulled up to his house, one that maybe wasn't much, but it was more of a home than some of the nicest houses in Tulsa. That's what really mattered. He hopped out of the truck and quickly went to the other side to open the door for Leslie, like the gentleman his Mother beat him into.

She looked at him with sparkling blue eyes, something he'd forever cherish, "I ain't using them damned crutches," she blurted into his face, jumping out onto one leg. Darry didn't feel like arguing at the moment, they were only heading into the house anyway. He steadied her and held her hand as they slowly made it to the door.

He made sure to point out her speed, "I think I just saw a snail slither past us," Darry teased, he didn't really mind. She was sure as hell being stubborn about those crutches; she usually was more laid back. He supposed he'd just let her have her way, she was making him pretty damn happy so why ruin it with bickering?

"I'm enjoying the scenery," she stated.

Dar barked a loud, rough sounding laugh, "The scenery you've seen your entire life? The same scenery that is basically an old little home on the East side," Darry snorted. "Admit it, you go faster on them, what did you call them, fire sticks?"

She frowned, "I called 'me kindling actually and they annoy me."

They entered the house to find Ponyboy walking while reading a book, not the best thing for him since he tends to run into furniture that way.

Darry sighed inaudibly, "Pone, if you got to get up for something, watch where you're going. I ain't ever going to let you drive yourself anywhere at this rate," he joked, sort of.

He looked up, shoving a stray piece of hair out of his face, Pony noticed Les and Dar's intertwined hands, "SODA, STEVE, TWO-BIT, DALLY, I WON THE BET. THEY GOT TOGETHER, FINALLY," Pony belted towards the back of the house. The back screen door flew open and the gang came in from the backyard.

Darry was a little more than stunned and Leslie was giggling away. They all shook their heads and started handing money to Pony, three dollars from everyone excluding Dar and Les (obviously) and Johnnycakes.

Soda patted Leslie on the shoulder, "I see you finally made a move, eh?"

Les grinned proudly nodding her head and then she turned to Pony, "I helped you wind the bet, I get fifty percent right?"

"How about twenty percent?" Pony bargained.

"Is that the best I'm getting?" Les asked, Pony nodded at her, she sighed, "Deal, twenty percent."

Steve groaned, angry he lost the bet to none other than the kid. "You couldn't have waited a couple more weeks? I would've won if you just waited a little longer, Les."

"If you paid any attention to them the day Leslie got back, you would've seen it was going to happen real soon," Pony retorted.

"What the hell, how come you all assume Leslie made a move and not me?" Darry asked, annoyed. He could've made the move; he just had to work up the confidence first…

Pony snorted, "Because you were confused about how Leslie felt and you're too straight forward. You need things to be really obvious, like giant neon sign under your nose obvious. Otherwise, you won't risk it," Pony told Darry.

"Plus, everyone knows Leslie has the balls to do it!" Two-Bit exclaimed, everyone trying to hold in their laughter because Dar didn't seem to appreciate the comment.

Les giggle, "I wear the pants 'round here," she grinned at Darry.

"We'll see," Dar replied.

Les skipped off toward the kitchen, over her shoulder she chirped, "Don't worry Darry, I know you got balls when it counts," she winked, Darry grinned wickedly back.

Everyone went into a round of laugher, except Soda and Pony who were gagging at the implications of their brother's expeditions in the bedroom.

The End.

Haha, I loved Pony's reaction and the bet. I enjoyed writing that.

This story was always meant to be short, so this is it. Thank you all who have been following this story and alerted/favorited/reviewed. You're the ones who gave me the motivation to finish this, I honestly did think I could for a bit. Final thoughts, opinions, please review. Thanks everyone, again!