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"Alright, alright, ALRIGHT!" Soda and Two-bit stopped arguing over who was cheating better at poker this round. "Who's in this deal?" They both watched as I flipped the deck from one of my hands to the other.
"I'm in." Soda said, then promptly jumped up and jumped onto the couch beside Pony. He was acting unusual for the weird kid he is: he was still in his bathrobe, watching television. It was nearly three in the afternoon. "Wanna play Pony?" He asked, playfully messing Pony's hair.
"Not really." Pony replied, but got up anyways, following Soda to the table. Darry was out shopping or something, the rest of us at the kitchen table, eating what food was left in the house. So Darry wouldn't be buying food for nothing.
"Alrighty then, I'll be happy to kick you're butt, Pony, along with these two losers." Two-bit cackled, starting to deal. Both of them glared. Suddenly there was a knock on the door. Everyone stopped. The only people who ever knock at the Curtis's are the state and the fuzz.
"I'll get it." Soda got up and opened the door.
"Hello, is Ponyboy there?" It was a girl's voice.
"Yea, hold on." He closed the door half-way. "Pon, it's Clarrissa." He said, teasingly. Pony's ears turned red. Two-bit started laughing hysterically while I tried to keep my composure, failing miserabley. The look on Ponyboy's face was classic.
"Comin'." Pony got up and went to the door, shutting it behind him. We all continued cackling. Picking on that kid was too easy.
"Shh, maybe we can hear." Two-bit said suddenly. We all quieted.
"Let's go for a walk or something." Pony was saying. "Since CERTAIN PEOPLE are being so NOSEY" He said it so we could here. We broke out laughing again. It got worse as Pony walked back into the house. The back of his neck was red.
"Okay, okay, cool-it." Soda tried to say, but still was laughing. "Pony, you can't got for a walk with that leg!" He added, this time more clear. "We'll leave ya'll alone."
"No you won't!" He yelled back from the bedroom. Two-bit started cackling again, falling out of his chair onto the linoleum. I had to hold back my urge to kick him. He took things like this too far sometimes. "We'll go out to the garage."
"Go in Darry's room." Soda yelled back. "We'll gag Two-bit." He said, eying the boy rolling on the ground.



Sorry it's been so long since I posted a chapter. I can't think of anyway to end the fic, or anything else should happen. Any ideas? ~Nightwave