A/N: this chapter is dedicated to Killslay, who told me to add a Mary Sue from the future (Actually, mine's more of a Gary Stu). That's such a great idea.

Later that day, after school, the greasers were sitting around watching cartoons when someone burst in through the TV.

"Glory!" cried Two-Bit.

"Who are you and how did you get through the TV?" asked Darry.

"Dude!" said the guy with the purple hair, "Who are you guys?"

The greasers told the purple haired person their names and he told them that his name was Erik. "My name's Erik," he said. Then he said, "Oh God! What am I doing here? I was just sitting at home watching The Outsiders (the movie) while playing with my X-box, listening to my mp3 player, drinking Red Bull, reading manga and talking to my friend Jayd on my practically microscopic cell phone when all of a sudden I was sucked into the TV and ended up here!"

"I have know idea what you're talking about," said Darry.

"I think he's trying to tell us that he's from the future," said Dally, who was beginning to have a firm grasp on the bizarre things that were happening.

"I think you're right!" said Tim, who for some reason had been spending an absurd amount of time with the greasers lately. Then he said to the purple haired stranger from the future, "What's with your hair?"

"I dyed it."

"Ok…why?"

"Because, I'm, like, a punk."

"A punk?" one of them asked.

"Yeah…you know, we listen to music like Blink 182 and Sum 41." (A/N: that sentence made me want to die…stupid, fake punks with their Blink 182 and their Sum 41 and their Good Charlotte and their general fakeness).

"Well," said Dally, wisely thinking that this…Erik person…wasn't really a 'punk,' "I think maybe you should leave…you see, I don't like you."

"Why not?" asked Erik.

"I just don't."

"Wait!" Erik cried, "I just realized! You guys are the Outsiders!"

"It took you that long to figure it out?" asked Sodapop, "After we told you our names? Jesus Christ, I don't even know what's going on and I figured it out faster that you did!"

"Yeah…well, I'm not leaving!" Erik cried.

"Oh…we'll see," said Tim, flipping out his switchblade.

Erik began to think quickly. He reached into his backpack, which just happened to be filled with plot devices and pulled out a flashlight. He switched it on and shined it in their eyes. "HaHA!" he yelled, "I'll blind you with this light of the future!"

"Oh come on," said Steve, "That's a flashlight."

"Yeah," said Ponyboy, "They were invented such a long time ago."

"Oh…I see," said Erik and then made a run for it.