Hey, peeps. I'm back again, and I'm here with another chapter. I'm also
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now. On with it!
Disclaimer: I own Ashley. S. E. Hinton owns the rest.
When I walked into Pony's room, I found Johnny lying on the floor covered with a thin sheet that had been taken out of the closet. I didn't want to wake him, and of course I didn't want to try and lift him on to the bed. I decided not to disturb his peaceful sleep, and I pulled a blanket off of the bed and lied down next to him after spreading the blanket over us. I curled up and shared his pillow and again, fell into a deep sleep.
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At about four o'clock, we awoke with Soda calling for us. "Ashley! Johnny! You two better get up if you want anything to eat!" I opened my eyes, and slowly brought myself to my feet. Johnny had already opened his eyes, and he lifted his arm and held out his hand indicating that he wanted me to lift him up. I grabbed it and pulled with a gentle force. When we were both standing, I reached over and fixed his bed hair. With a grin he handed me his comb. I combed my hair and pulled it into a ponytail with a band that I kept around my wrist incase of emergencies. I took Soda's DX hat off of the bed post and pulled my ponytail through it.
As I made my way toward the kitchen, I smelled a strange odor. It didn't smell bad, but it didn't smell good, either. "Who's cooking," I yelled. "I am," replied Soda. Well, that explained it.
There were no empty chairs for the table, so I grabbed one of the strawberry sodas that I brought over to the house and went into the living room to watch T.V. I sat down on the floor next to Two-Bit, and we did the same thing we did almost every night that we ate at the Curtis's house together. I drank about a third of my soda and handed it to him. He then filled the empty space up with his beer. I covered the top with my thumb, shook it, waited for the fizz to go down and then poured some of it into his beer. The others thought it was kinda gross, but we liked it. He had a bit of strawberry flavoring to his beer, and I had a bit of beer in my strawberry soda.
I turned toward the television and leaned back against the couch. A minute later, Johnny joined me with a small amount of over cooked bacon and mashed potatoes that were sort of runny. When I looked at him with my eyebrows raised, he said, "Soda wanted to know what mashed potatoes would taste like with sugar water in them. I'm doing the best I can not to hurt his feelings, but I can't eat this stuff." "Hand it here," I said thinking of a way to discreetly dispose of the food. Carelessly I mentioned that I needed to step outside for a smoke, and I took the plate with me.
When I got out there, I emptied the food behind a near bush, and pulled a cigarette out of my pocket. I stood there, smoking. I waited for a minute after I was done with the cigarette and pulled out another one.
"Hey, Ash, you gonna stay out there day," yelled Steve.
"Has anyone seen my DX hat," yelled Soda.
"Will you people stop yelling," yelled Johnny.
"After you," I yelled with a grin on my face. I handed Soda his DX hat and took the empty plate to the kitchen.
"Did you like the mashed potatoes," Soda asked with a questioning look in his eyes. "They were good, but you put too much sugar water in them; maybe you should put it in a little cup on the side next time so we can put however much we want in them." I knew he knew what I was saying. He knew we hated it, but he grinned anyway because I wasn't being a butt hole about it.
"Well, you guys, I'm getting quite bored. Who wants to do something," I asked walking to the center of the room. "How about we go to the Dingo?"
"I'll leave a note for Darry; He went to the store while you two were asleep, and he hasn't gotten back yet. I'll tell him to come if he wants to, but don't get your hopes up." Soda spoke while writing on a napkin with a pen that he found in Ponyboy's mess of homework on the table.
"Okey dokey, guys. Let's go. I'm in dieing need of some action," I joked.
"You want action," Two-Bit joked, "You just watch me work my magic on those girls."
"We'll see action, all right! They'll be beatin' the hell outta ya!" Johnny, for once that day, put Two-Bit to justice. Well, at least a minor version of justice.
Okay, I'm back, and I fixed my review thingy so now people that are anonymous can review. All the more reason to review. And when I put that thing in about ninja penguins lotting your demise in your sleep, I meant to say ninja penguins plotting your demise in your sleep.
Sorry for the confusion,
StillStayingGold.
Disclaimer: I own Ashley. S. E. Hinton owns the rest.
When I walked into Pony's room, I found Johnny lying on the floor covered with a thin sheet that had been taken out of the closet. I didn't want to wake him, and of course I didn't want to try and lift him on to the bed. I decided not to disturb his peaceful sleep, and I pulled a blanket off of the bed and lied down next to him after spreading the blanket over us. I curled up and shared his pillow and again, fell into a deep sleep.
`~`~`~`~`~`~`~`~`~`~`~`~`~`~`~`~`~`~`~`~`~`~`~`~`~`~`~`~`~`~`~`~`~`~`~`~`~`~ `~`
At about four o'clock, we awoke with Soda calling for us. "Ashley! Johnny! You two better get up if you want anything to eat!" I opened my eyes, and slowly brought myself to my feet. Johnny had already opened his eyes, and he lifted his arm and held out his hand indicating that he wanted me to lift him up. I grabbed it and pulled with a gentle force. When we were both standing, I reached over and fixed his bed hair. With a grin he handed me his comb. I combed my hair and pulled it into a ponytail with a band that I kept around my wrist incase of emergencies. I took Soda's DX hat off of the bed post and pulled my ponytail through it.
As I made my way toward the kitchen, I smelled a strange odor. It didn't smell bad, but it didn't smell good, either. "Who's cooking," I yelled. "I am," replied Soda. Well, that explained it.
There were no empty chairs for the table, so I grabbed one of the strawberry sodas that I brought over to the house and went into the living room to watch T.V. I sat down on the floor next to Two-Bit, and we did the same thing we did almost every night that we ate at the Curtis's house together. I drank about a third of my soda and handed it to him. He then filled the empty space up with his beer. I covered the top with my thumb, shook it, waited for the fizz to go down and then poured some of it into his beer. The others thought it was kinda gross, but we liked it. He had a bit of strawberry flavoring to his beer, and I had a bit of beer in my strawberry soda.
I turned toward the television and leaned back against the couch. A minute later, Johnny joined me with a small amount of over cooked bacon and mashed potatoes that were sort of runny. When I looked at him with my eyebrows raised, he said, "Soda wanted to know what mashed potatoes would taste like with sugar water in them. I'm doing the best I can not to hurt his feelings, but I can't eat this stuff." "Hand it here," I said thinking of a way to discreetly dispose of the food. Carelessly I mentioned that I needed to step outside for a smoke, and I took the plate with me.
When I got out there, I emptied the food behind a near bush, and pulled a cigarette out of my pocket. I stood there, smoking. I waited for a minute after I was done with the cigarette and pulled out another one.
"Hey, Ash, you gonna stay out there day," yelled Steve.
"Has anyone seen my DX hat," yelled Soda.
"Will you people stop yelling," yelled Johnny.
"After you," I yelled with a grin on my face. I handed Soda his DX hat and took the empty plate to the kitchen.
"Did you like the mashed potatoes," Soda asked with a questioning look in his eyes. "They were good, but you put too much sugar water in them; maybe you should put it in a little cup on the side next time so we can put however much we want in them." I knew he knew what I was saying. He knew we hated it, but he grinned anyway because I wasn't being a butt hole about it.
"Well, you guys, I'm getting quite bored. Who wants to do something," I asked walking to the center of the room. "How about we go to the Dingo?"
"I'll leave a note for Darry; He went to the store while you two were asleep, and he hasn't gotten back yet. I'll tell him to come if he wants to, but don't get your hopes up." Soda spoke while writing on a napkin with a pen that he found in Ponyboy's mess of homework on the table.
"Okey dokey, guys. Let's go. I'm in dieing need of some action," I joked.
"You want action," Two-Bit joked, "You just watch me work my magic on those girls."
"We'll see action, all right! They'll be beatin' the hell outta ya!" Johnny, for once that day, put Two-Bit to justice. Well, at least a minor version of justice.
Okay, I'm back, and I fixed my review thingy so now people that are anonymous can review. All the more reason to review. And when I put that thing in about ninja penguins lotting your demise in your sleep, I meant to say ninja penguins plotting your demise in your sleep.
Sorry for the confusion,
StillStayingGold.