Today's Story requests:
QueenOfFF123 chapter 34 . (Everyone, this is QueenOfFF123, she's the author of: Unfurling his Wings. It's a cool Fanfic about Ponyboy being kidnapped at a young age and sedated with drugs so he's like insanely-smart (or just insane) My advise to you is to check out the story, it's an interesting fic and one of my favriotes -Kylelover101)
Hello, Queenie here! I'm so glad I finally got my password correct! I love ur story sooo much! It's rare I like an oc pairing, and even more rare to find something this long. Anywhoo I have a suggestion; how about Ponyboy gets into a fight and his brothers are like "oh no my bby" and ponyboy kicks some serious ass and he's like "I got dis guys." Bc lets face it, rebel greaser ponyboy is life.
awolnation319 chapter 35 (But of course we will. I'm sure lots of people have been waiting for this part. And you have a golden retriever named Sabrina? How cute. -Kylelover101)
Aw... That last scene was so funny. Can you do Ponyboy's first day of woke at the pets tore? And maybe include a sweet, adorable golden retriever puppy named Sabrina? She's my baby
SoulBeat chapter 35 . (Don't worry, I didn't forget your idea, I just needed the perfect chapter to write it in. And as for Pinkey Promise, maybe when I get more reviews than I'll write more. In the mean time, enjoy :) -Kylelover101)
Awesome chapter, especially the last part. Hmm... Pony is at the DX and Soda (or Steve) realizes he has to go see Chloe (or a date) and asks Ponyboy to watch the store somehow. Or possibly the tornado Idea I gave you earlier in Chapter 34 reviews. Also, are you still writing Pinkey Promise? I love the story, and I don't think you should abandon it, same for this one.
Chey4life chapter 35 .
Oh my god that part with the pad was hilarious! I litterally laughed so hard my sides hurts.
Alright, suggestions:
Ponyboy accidentally cuts himself with his own or Two-bit's switchblade.
Johnny's dad beats him with like a pipe or a two-by-four and he has to go to the emergency room and no one has money to pay the bill.
Curly takes Pony to a beer blast down by the lake and Soda is in hysterics because he thinks Ponyboy got kidnapped or something and Dally sees him at the beer blast and like punches Curly in the face and takes Ponyboy home.
A/N:
5 more chapters to go; Count down is halfway through! Com'on, let's get the reviews coming.
-Kylelover101
I Don't own The Outsiders the brilliant S. E. Hinton does.
Warnings for this chapter:
Chapter 35
It was a beautiful day and School would be starting right after this weekend with Monday being Labor Day. Ponyboy hummed to himself as he trotted behind Darry and Soda. It was a rare moment in which Darry and Soda didn't work. Although, today wouldn't all be fun and games. Today was Ponyboy's first day of work. Real work. Like, clocks in, gets paid hourly work.
Ponyboy giggled when Chip licked his chin. He continued to nuzzle and cuddle with the puppy.
"Well, let's meet this guy." Darry muttered. There was a small bell noise when the door to the pet-store opened and Darry and Soda looked around at all the animals inside. Lots of birds, small rodents like gunnie-pigs and tiny mice. The puppies in the front window all made noise seeing Chip and Chip wagged his tail, happily. Kittens meowed and stretched a the large rainbow parrot flew close to them, startling the three.
"Arr' Greaser, Greaser." The Parrot screeched looking at Soda.
"And proud of it!" Soda yelled back.
"Ah, Ponyboy. You're here." Darry and Soda turned to see Ponyboy walking to the front desk. "Hello, Tommy. These are my brothers: Darry and Sodapop."
Tommy, reached out to shake Darry's hand but Darry just scoffed at him. "Ponyboy when is your shift over?" Soda asked, ignoring Tommy's confused look.
"I'm off at three today." Pony answered, putting on a bright blue work vest.
"He's in good hands." Tommy smiled.
". . . That's what I'm afraid of." Darry growled, upsetting Tommy. "We'll be back at three, Ponyboy. Com'on, Chip."
Chip ignored Darry, finding more comfort in playfully nipping at a blonde golden retriever puppy's floppy ear. Chip's tongue was half way out of his mouth as he panted looking at the sapphire-eyed, yellow cake-colored puppy. His eyes formed that of red hearts and he made up his mind he wasn't going anywhere.
"Aw, he'll be fine. We won't sell him. I promise." Tommy smiled.
Soda and Darry didn't look too sure.
". . . bye." Ponyboy waved. Darry and Soda left. As Darry made his way to the truck, Soda grabbed a hold of his sleeve.
"You know. . . "Soda slurred, "There's a record shop across the street. What better way to watch those two than with great music?" Soda wiggled his eyebrows and Darry felt a grin slowly tug on his lips.
"Alright, we'll watch but just for today. If that Tommy guy is an alright guy then we won't have to worry as much."
All day Darry and Soda listened to the same Elvis song on repeat across the street looking out the window and getting a good view of Ponyboy learning how to use the register, instructed by Tommy. Ponyboy was given the task of feeding the animals and cleaning cages, which wasn't too bad.
Across the street, Soda kicked a Soc kid without looking and stole a bag of his chips, much to the kid's disappointment. Darry slowly reached over, Soda handed him the bag. Their eyes never leaving the window.
Ponyboy grunted as he tried to open the storage door to put away a shipment of dog food only to see the sight of Chip and Sabrina eating a plate full of spaghetti on a table with candlelight and a checkerboard table cloth. Ponyboy shook his head and when the image didn't go away, he slowly backed away from the room.
Soda replayed the song and the two brothers ignored the angry crowd of people waiting behind them for their turn to listen to a record.
And just like that, it was three o' clock and the two brothers bolted out of the record store and across the street to the pet shop.
"Ponyboy! It's three, time to go!" Soda yelled.
Ponyboy looked up, he was combing the Parrot Soda argued with earlier. "Arr' Greaser, Greaser." The parrot spoke.
Ponyboy laughed. "I had fun today." Darry nodded, smiling. He was happy to know Ponyboy was putting himself in the work area, but even happier knowing Tommy wasn't a bad guy. "Alright, do you work tomorrow, Ponyboy?"
"Same time." Pony smiled, clocking out and hanging up his vest and name-tag.
"See ya' tomorrow, Ponyboy." Tommy smiled, waving. Chip whined sadly and Sabrina puppy kissed his black nose sending Chip falling on all fours as he smiled wearily up at Sabrina. Ponyboy picked up his puppy and the four left for home.
"Dammit, I have work tomorrow." Darry muttered, realizing he wouldn't be able to watch Ponyboy from a far for a while.
"Ha, ha." Soda laughed.
"You do too, smarty." Darry chuckled seeing Soda pale and frown.
"Me too!" Pony grinned.
"I'm not gonna' get used to that. . . "
"I love my books, my books and me, help me read from. . ." Ponyboy thought a moment before finishing his little song. Then he shrugged and continued walking home from the library.
He had gotten four new books today and had to hurry home as quickly as possible before someone noticed he was gone.
"GREASER!" Pony gasped as he heard shouts and soon found himself surrounded by Socs. Ponyboy gulped as they circled him.
"Well, well, we got us a little one." One Soc with curly brown hair snickered.
Pony looked around for anyone to help him but was scared to the bone realizing he was all alone. Ponyboy accidentally backed into one Soc and soon he was four piled on him, beating him on the sides, the stomach and on the head. Pretty soon animal instincts took over and Ponyboy found himself fighting back, using books as weapons and kicking and bucking around.
For as small as he was he managed to break free, forgetting about the books and started running home. Thankfully he was a fast runner and out ran two Socs that tried to follow him.
He breathed quickly as he slammed the door shut when he arrived to the safety of his home. His heart was pounding and he felt a shortness of breath hitched in his throat and in his lungs. His legs began to cramp and his sides ached as he felt bruises starting to form.
Thank God, he told himself, thank god I'm home.
"Ponyboy!"
Pony looked up seeing Soda rushing to him with their mother's apron on. "Honey, what happened?"
Ponyboy bit his lip, trying not to cry. Soda gently brushed his fingers close to a large cut above Ponyboy's brow and brought the little greaser to the kitchen to patch him up. After a band-aid, a pack of ice settled on some bruises and a kiss on the cheek, Ponyboy felt a little better.
On top of that, he felt much braver.
The sky above the city of Tulsa was a dark grey and the wind was picking up to where small objects in the street were being thrown around. No doubt a summer storm was on it's way. Ponyboy Curtis was at the DX with Steve. While Steve worked, Ponyboy sipped his Coke.
Steve looked up when some of the lights started to flicker.
"Might need to close early tonight." He told himself.
"Then can we go home and watch a movie marathon on TV, Steve?" Ponyboy asked, smiling. Steve nodded, grinning back.
"We'll see." Steve's smile faded when a large sign outside fell over. "hold on, be right back, Pony. If anyone comes in tell them to wait."
Ponyboy nodded as Steve ran outside, unfortunately, the wind picked up and carried the sign down the street so Steve had to chase after it. Ponyboy shrugged, going back to his Coke and reading a book.
All was well until the sky outside became dark as night and a high-pitched siren went off. Ponyboy gasped as the wind picked up even more and the rain came sweltering down.
"Steve?!" Ponyboy called outside, Ponyboy was pushed back by the wind and some of the windows broke due to branched flying. Ponyboy screamed and jumped behind the register counter, covering his head and his ears. He screamed loudly. His whole body began shaking as he heard rumbling outside and the siren blaring. Ponyboy whimpered as every muscle in his body began to tighten.
He cried for Steve, Soda, Darry anyone to come to him. He had never been alone in a storm and for being fourteen, was still afraid of storms, (but he'd never let anyone find out) Normally Soda would rock him or hold him close to make him feel safe.
Like right now as the arms linked around him and he shook with fear, but the hands rubbing his back kept him slightly calm.
Ponyboy dared to look up when all the noise was over. Ponyboy looked up to see Steve smiling at him.
"Ponyboy, are you okay?" He asked. "Nothing hurt?"
Pony looked around as sun spots entered the DX. The whole place was wrecked, shelves knocked over and produce littered the floor.
"The store is a mess." Pony muttered.
"So are you." Steve spoke. "Pony, you sure you're not hurt?"
Ponyboy nodded, "Yeah, just a little spooked."
Steve nodded, kissing Ponyboy's forehead. "It'll be okay. I promise."
And Ponyboy believed him.
Mark Jennings was hosting a party bash down at Cedar Lake. But, to the locals, it's better known as make-out-paradise. And it is: It's way out in the country with shaded trees and dirt roads. You could park your car and have a make-out session and no one would know, because who's gonna'think you're out in the middle of no where making out? Nobody!
"It's date night, obviously. You comin' with Curtis, Curls?" Mark asked Curly as the two enjoyed cigarettes on Curly's front porch.
Curly shrugged, "Tuff enough. Dunno' how I'll get Ponyboy out the front doors without Dictator Darry and Crazy-Sodapop knowing."
Ponyboy was like a rare gem guarded by maximum security. Pretty from afar, deadly up front. Curly bit his lip, coming up with a great idea.
. . . . .
"Sneak out?" Ponyboy whispered. It was the night of Mark's party and Ponyboy was reading a book in his and Soda's room when Curly knocked on his window.
"Just for a few hours," Curly pleaded. "Please, babe? I just want to spend some time with ya'."
Ponyboy blushed at Curly's admiration. "Well," He thought for a moment. "You promise me I'll be back BEFORE anyone finds out that I'm gone?"
Curly nodded, "I promise, Baby Curtis." He gave Pony a little kiss on the edge of Pony's mouth, not touching his lips just yet. He wanted to save that for later.
Pony giggled, "Alright. When is the party?"
"Midnight, one o'clock." Curly shrugged.
"Be here at one-thirty. I'll be waiting and be quiet about it." Pony smiled, shooing Curly away when he heard Soda coming into the room.
"Pony? What's going on, why are you neer the window?" Curly held his breath as he slid under the window as close to the house as he possibly could to hide from Soda.
"Nothing, Soda. Just closing the window. Let's go to bed."
. . . . .
As promised, Curly Shepard arrived at The Curtis at one-thirty. He parked a few houses down as to not cause suspicion if he were to wake anyone up. He waited on the porch until the door opened up slowly. His eyes sparkled seeing Ponyboy.
Ponyboy was beautiful, he had on a red-plaid shirt with a white undershirt and light blue pants. Pony's hair was greased back, showing off his beautiful eyebrows and bright green eyes.
"Ready?" Pony smiled, taking Curly's hand. Curly shook his head, breaking his daze. "Uh, y-yeah."
Pony giggled and the two hopped off the porch, skipped the fence and raced to Curly's car.
The party was in full swing. There was loud music on the radios, A large bon-fired was started; girls and boys dancing dirty on the rocks and the sand. Some were swimming nude, kissing and bathing in the moonlight. Beers were being handed out and Ponyboy was. . . nervous.
"I don't know, Curly. . . I don't usually hang out with these people." Ponyboy nervously moved closer to Curly seeing Bryon Douglass had spotted him, Bryon didn't like Pony that much, he didn't know why, he just wasn't liked by Bryon.
"Ah, don't mind these chumps, Pony. We won't be bothered by them." Curly smiled, holding Pony's hand as he led the Greaser to a darker part of the Lake. It was far from the other people, but close enough to hear them laugh and horse around. Curly led Ponyboy to the falls.
Pony smiled seeing the bright night had diamonds in the sky, making the water shimmer like star dust. Curly slowly approached Ponyboy, gently placing his hands on the boy's shoulders, taking off Pony's plaid shirt and white muscle shirt. Curly allowed Pony to crease his fingers along his torso once his own shirt was taken off. The two sat on the edge of the falls, watching the water rapidly fall beneath them.
Shirtless in the Summer night with Ponyboy Curtis. . . . Curly smiled, loving the reality of all this.
"Curly?" Pony asked.
Curly smiled, "Yeah?"
". . . .Do you love me?"
Four words in a question Curly had been dying to hear. He nodded, he did love Ponyboy. Ponyboy the Gentle Greaser, The kind kid, The boy who didn't push him away.
He had been so jealous when Ponyboy dated Scott Anderson. He wanted Ponyboy all to himself. To protect, to love and in return be loved.
"I love you more than life itself." He whispered, allowing Pony to feel his hot breath on his earlobe. Ponyboy looked up and slowly he and Curly shared a passionate kiss. plump pink lips against another pair of lips slowly moving, enjoying every flavor of chocolate cake, cigarettes, Pepsi and a hint of saliva. The kiss ended and the two pulled apart slowly with a smooch.
Ponyboy smiled, and his eyes closed, slowly and careful. Making a wish, hoping this wasn't a dream.
Ponyboy was a hot piece of ass. He was so innocent, Curly could do whatever sexual desire he wanted to The Little Greaser and Ponyboy wouldn't know the difference. Instead, he held Ponyboy in his arms. Pony laid on Curly's toned chest, listening to his heartbeat. Curly was waiting for the day he could take Pony's virginity, he wanted to mark the Greaser for life. . . but he was oddly happier laying next to the falls next to Pony, smelling his auburn hair and skin.
They laid there for what felt like hours, until the party had ended and the sun came up. It was just the two of them.
Ponyboy was the first to sit up. "It's morning. . ." He softly remarked, watching the light blue sky and it's tiny white clouds form.
"Yeah," Curly breathed. "We should get you home."
Pony smiled, kissing Curly's cheek. Curly Shepard smiled with glee. It was a nice ride back into town. A quiet country song was on the radio as Curly had his arm draped around Ponyboy's shoulders, bringing the boy in closer to him.
"Thank you." Pony whispered.
Curly knew it wasn't for the great night. It was more of a trusting excersize than anything, he found out. Ponyboy wanted to test Curly in seeing if he truly loved him, rather his body.
It wasn't too good of an ending when he pulled up to the Curtis residence and Sodapop came outside, screaming at him, pulling his "innocent" baby away from that "monster" Curly.
Pony waved a sad goodbye to Curly and Curly returned one.
The Shepard smiled to himself. He wanted to have more nights like that with Ponyboy for the rest of his life. He smirked, pushing on the gas pedal. He knew what he had to do. . . . he had never robbed a ring shop before. . . first time for everything.
Um . . . . Curly's going to get a ring. . . . WHAT DOES THAT MEAN?!
Review, review, review for your idea before the story is over!
-Kylelover101