I think this is probably the longest I've gone without updating. Anyway, thanks for all the great reviews!
Disclaimer: I don't own The Outsiders.
Pony's POV
I sat up quickly as the door opened and the doctor came in. I couldn't wait to hear the news, but what if it was bad? I didn't have time to think about that.
"Well, Ponyboy, I have great news. You are indeed in remission. Medical science can't take credit for this one. It's a miracle. I'm sending you home today, but you're going to have to come in once a week for bloodwork and low dose chemo because there is a high chance for relapse." The doctor smiled as he walked out.
I still felt sick from chemo, but I was getting out of this hospital! I could go home and back to school. I was sure Darry would make me rest for a while before I went back to school, but I wouldn't be in a hospital bed! I stood up, and Soda had me in a hug before I could get any farther. When he finally let go, it was Darry's turn. Both of them squeezed me so hard, I could hardly breathe, but I didn't care. They were happy, and so was I. This was finally over. After Darry let go of me, I turned and looked at Steve and Twobit. They were just standing there smiling and staring at Darry, Soda, and me like they didn't know what else to do. I ran over and hugged both of them. Steve looked shocked, and Twobit just laughed. They had helped me through this too. They had been there for me. I was finally in remission!
Steve's POV
Later that evening, we were all at the Curtis house. It felt great to have everyone there again. When Pony had been in the hospital, at least one of us was always with him. Darry was cooking dinner, and the rest of us were watching T.V. Mickey Mouse was on, and that was obviously Twobit's choice. I bet Pony really wanted a home cooked meal after all that hospital food or not having an appetite at all. Soda had made some chocolate cake earlier too, and he always put lots of sugar in it. That would be good. We hadn't had chocolate cake since Pony's birthday. I looked around at my friends and thought about how we had gotten closer. Something good did come out of all this. Pony no longer thought I couldn't stand him, and we were friends. For real, not just because of Soda. Twobit had quit drinking too. I never thought I would see that day. He was laughing his head off at Mickey Mouse. I rolled my eyes at him.
Twobit's POV
I laughed like I had never laughed before. I couldn't stop, and soon everyone was staring at me. Even Darry had come out of the kitchen to see what was so funny.
"What?" I asked.
"You're laughing at commercials, Twobit." Pony said starting to laugh too.
"I'm just happy. It feels good to laugh. Is something wrong with that?"
Everyone started laughing when I said that. Nothing was really funny. We were just glad that Pony was better and home again.
"No, nothing is wrong with it. I feel the same way." Soda said.
Darry shook his head as he went back to the kitchen, but he was laughing too.
"So I take it you're glad to have me back." Pony said still smiling.
"You bet we are, little buddy." Darry yelled from the kitchen.
"Yeah. Don't you dare think any different either." Steve said in mock seriousness.
"Are you glad to be home?" Soda asked.
"Are you kidding? There's no place else I'd rather be." Pony answered.
Soda's POV
My little brother had been given a miracle. We all had. He was in remission and back home again. Just a short time ago, we were afraid that would never happen. Now, it was reality. Darry said that dinner was ready, and we ran into the kitchen. There was chicken, potatoes, and the chocolate cake I had made on the table. We laughed and talked some more as we ate. It sure felt good not to have to be so serious all the time anymore. We could relax and breathe easier now. A food fight going on interrupted my thoughts. Darry wasn't stopping it either! Potatoes were being flung across the table along with cake. I was laughing so hard it hurt. Twobit must have started this! I jumped up to hide behind Pony's chair, so as to not get hit. That didn't work. Pony moved himself and his chair just as both potatoes and cake came flying our way. We all had food all over us except for Darry, and that didn't last long. Nothing could top this day.
Darry's POV
We were a mess. I was clean until the gang realized I had moved out of the way of the flying food! Normally, I would have been angry with this, but I couldn't be. We were having fun, and that was what mattered. Besides, I was laughing too hard to get mad. Of course, I wouldn't be cleaning up the mess all by myself! I would make sure they helped, especially Twobit. He had started it when he flung potatoes at Steve just for a joke. Steve had thrown cake back at him, and then before we knew it, everyone was throwing food. It was still going on, and not only were we covered in food, so was the kitchen.
"All right, guys. Calm down." I said.
They all stood still and looked at me as I spoke.
"Let's get this mess cleaned up."
"Yeah, that might be a good idea." Soda said looking around at the kitchen still smiling.
It took a long time, but we got ourselves and the kitchen cleaned up. After we finished, we sat in the living room.
"So, did everyone get enough to eat?" I asked.
I rolled my eyes and laughed as they took off to the kitchen to find something to eat. What a crazy day, but it was great to see the whole gang happy again.
A/N I have no idea where that came from! It just popped into my head. I laughed as I was writing it! I don't know if it was really that funny, but it was a crazy idea. What do you think?
Disclaimer: I don't own The Outsiders.
Pony's POV
I sat up quickly as the door opened and the doctor came in. I couldn't wait to hear the news, but what if it was bad? I didn't have time to think about that.
"Well, Ponyboy, I have great news. You are indeed in remission. Medical science can't take credit for this one. It's a miracle. I'm sending you home today, but you're going to have to come in once a week for bloodwork and low dose chemo because there is a high chance for relapse." The doctor smiled as he walked out.
I still felt sick from chemo, but I was getting out of this hospital! I could go home and back to school. I was sure Darry would make me rest for a while before I went back to school, but I wouldn't be in a hospital bed! I stood up, and Soda had me in a hug before I could get any farther. When he finally let go, it was Darry's turn. Both of them squeezed me so hard, I could hardly breathe, but I didn't care. They were happy, and so was I. This was finally over. After Darry let go of me, I turned and looked at Steve and Twobit. They were just standing there smiling and staring at Darry, Soda, and me like they didn't know what else to do. I ran over and hugged both of them. Steve looked shocked, and Twobit just laughed. They had helped me through this too. They had been there for me. I was finally in remission!
Steve's POV
Later that evening, we were all at the Curtis house. It felt great to have everyone there again. When Pony had been in the hospital, at least one of us was always with him. Darry was cooking dinner, and the rest of us were watching T.V. Mickey Mouse was on, and that was obviously Twobit's choice. I bet Pony really wanted a home cooked meal after all that hospital food or not having an appetite at all. Soda had made some chocolate cake earlier too, and he always put lots of sugar in it. That would be good. We hadn't had chocolate cake since Pony's birthday. I looked around at my friends and thought about how we had gotten closer. Something good did come out of all this. Pony no longer thought I couldn't stand him, and we were friends. For real, not just because of Soda. Twobit had quit drinking too. I never thought I would see that day. He was laughing his head off at Mickey Mouse. I rolled my eyes at him.
Twobit's POV
I laughed like I had never laughed before. I couldn't stop, and soon everyone was staring at me. Even Darry had come out of the kitchen to see what was so funny.
"What?" I asked.
"You're laughing at commercials, Twobit." Pony said starting to laugh too.
"I'm just happy. It feels good to laugh. Is something wrong with that?"
Everyone started laughing when I said that. Nothing was really funny. We were just glad that Pony was better and home again.
"No, nothing is wrong with it. I feel the same way." Soda said.
Darry shook his head as he went back to the kitchen, but he was laughing too.
"So I take it you're glad to have me back." Pony said still smiling.
"You bet we are, little buddy." Darry yelled from the kitchen.
"Yeah. Don't you dare think any different either." Steve said in mock seriousness.
"Are you glad to be home?" Soda asked.
"Are you kidding? There's no place else I'd rather be." Pony answered.
Soda's POV
My little brother had been given a miracle. We all had. He was in remission and back home again. Just a short time ago, we were afraid that would never happen. Now, it was reality. Darry said that dinner was ready, and we ran into the kitchen. There was chicken, potatoes, and the chocolate cake I had made on the table. We laughed and talked some more as we ate. It sure felt good not to have to be so serious all the time anymore. We could relax and breathe easier now. A food fight going on interrupted my thoughts. Darry wasn't stopping it either! Potatoes were being flung across the table along with cake. I was laughing so hard it hurt. Twobit must have started this! I jumped up to hide behind Pony's chair, so as to not get hit. That didn't work. Pony moved himself and his chair just as both potatoes and cake came flying our way. We all had food all over us except for Darry, and that didn't last long. Nothing could top this day.
Darry's POV
We were a mess. I was clean until the gang realized I had moved out of the way of the flying food! Normally, I would have been angry with this, but I couldn't be. We were having fun, and that was what mattered. Besides, I was laughing too hard to get mad. Of course, I wouldn't be cleaning up the mess all by myself! I would make sure they helped, especially Twobit. He had started it when he flung potatoes at Steve just for a joke. Steve had thrown cake back at him, and then before we knew it, everyone was throwing food. It was still going on, and not only were we covered in food, so was the kitchen.
"All right, guys. Calm down." I said.
They all stood still and looked at me as I spoke.
"Let's get this mess cleaned up."
"Yeah, that might be a good idea." Soda said looking around at the kitchen still smiling.
It took a long time, but we got ourselves and the kitchen cleaned up. After we finished, we sat in the living room.
"So, did everyone get enough to eat?" I asked.
I rolled my eyes and laughed as they took off to the kitchen to find something to eat. What a crazy day, but it was great to see the whole gang happy again.
A/N I have no idea where that came from! It just popped into my head. I laughed as I was writing it! I don't know if it was really that funny, but it was a crazy idea. What do you think?