"SODA! TWO-BIT!" Dally's voice erupted into my ears.

"Wahoo!" I opened my eyes to see Bit running out of the kitchen like a lightning bolt--Dallas Winston tight on his tail.

I couldn't help but laugh.

Dally's face art was smudged and a mix up, I guess he had tried to rub it off-the idiot... but I'll say this much--when I saw it last night, it wasn't half as funny as now!

Dally noticed me snickering on the couch, and stopped goin for Bit.

"Did you have anythin to do with this?" he growled, pointing a finger to his face.

I only kept laughing and shook my head in response. He rolled his eyes and started chasing Bit again.

"Hey!" he yelled, "Get back here! You'll pay for this you moron!"

"Why don't you go after Soda--he did it too!"

Dally stopped abruptly and turned, heading for what looked like the bathroom.

Soda was gonna die.

I got up and stumbled after him, I guess I wasn't exactly awake yet... Before I could do anything, I heard Soda pleading with a slight laugh in his voice.

"Wait--Dally--it was all Bit's idea!"

Well--all I have to say is DALLY'S A SUCKER! He took it! What a moron! He walked out of the bathroom and own the hall past where I was standing. He--again--rolled his eyes at me. I think it was because of the weird bemused look on my face--I dunno.

"What're you gonna do?" I asked.

"Get even..." he growled with an evil smile. He turned to corner to the living room and I heard him give out a small bark.

"What is that idiot up to?" I thought.

Just then, Soda popped his head out of the bathroom and asked, "He gone?"

"Ya..." I looked over to him, "I can't believe he took it! I woulda beat your head in anyway!"

Soda gave a devilish smile, "The many wonders of Sodapop Curtis--all bow before me!" and he disappeared back into the bathroom.

"Hey! C'mon we're gonna be late!" Darry yelled, coming out of his room, "Soda move it!" he noticed me--still standing there, "Mornin' Steve, grab somethin to eat and we'll drive ya..."

I nodded my head a shuffled to the kitchen with one thing on my mind--food.

I had settled myself into the kitchen chair and was sipping the last of some beer when Soda burst in moments later.

"Food!"

He practically jumped into the fridge to grab some chocolate cake. When he was satisfied with the helping he had--which was about twice the size of my fist, he motioned for me to follow him to the couch, "C'mon man."

I plopped myself onto the couch--that stupid couch--it felt like a pile of needles! Pony had come in and was gulping down some eggs. Bit had plopped himself beside me and was fast asleep snoring. Dally sat in the rocking chair. There was a sneer in his face, his eyes fixed on him--watching his every movement.

"He's planning something..." I thought, "We'll see..."

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Sorry for cutting it short you guys, but I'm wanting to get this chapter out of the way for the next one... Oh--by the way--I wanna see what you guys think Dally's planning for revenge! C'mon--you better write some nice, long, detailed reviews! Please! If not, then I won't be nice--I might just not update for a while... (evil laugh) Ha-ha!