*Sighs deeply* Ok I'm gonna attempt this, and if I can pull it off its gonna be a miracle. Anyway you all know the night before Christmas thing, well this is the outsiders version, Oh god this is gonna be hard. Oh and this is Pony's POV.. Thank you to anyone who helped with this, and I'm warning you know it probably wont be as long as the original poem but I tried to think of as much as I could.



'Twas the night before Christmas and all through the Curtis house.

Not a greaser was stirring not even a louse.

Our Stockings were hung by the door with care,

In hopes that by morning they still would be there.

The gang was all sprawled across the floor or in bed

While visions of rumbles danced through their heads.

Two-bit had just yawned and announced,

There was a Christmas marathon for Mickey Mouse.

All who were awake gathered around the TV

There was a crash on the lawn, 'what could it be?'

We all run outside to see what was the matter,

Tim Shepard had fallen off of his ladder.

We all looked up at the lights Tim had hung,

But up on the roof something was wrong

A large red man with a white beard.

And 8 animals that looked like deer.

As the man walked across the roof not stopping to pause.

I knew right then it had to be Santa Clause.

He looked at his list as he jumped from the house.

Then landed on the ground quiet as a mouse.

He mumbled our names as we all ran to hide.

We watched as Santa let himself inside.

Around the windows we all gathered round.

And watch Santa fill the stockings that he had found.

As he pulled item after item out of his sack.

We all moved from the window and around to the back

We quietly opened the door and snuck back inside.

To find presents galore there before out eyes.

Santa turned and gave us a wink

Before returning to the roof top before we could blink

Back into his sled he did go

And with a wave of his hand it started to snow

We all ran outside happy with this new surprise.

The first real snow for a while, here in front of our eyes.

We looked up to the sky as Santa flew out of sight,

"Merry Christmas all greasers, and to you a goodnight."





*Sighs again* Ok pleas don't comment on how bad that sucked, I know it was awful but it's the best I could come up with at 1 AM, I know I should start writing during the day when I'm awake, but anyway, please review just don't be too harsh please. Thanx Peace

~Crina~