Time Travlin' Terry: Chapter 4

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"What the hell does it have to do with you! Just stay out of my business! It's my life and I don't need you to tell me how to live!" After answering the non-asked and never-intended-to-be-asked question, the girl fainted for absolutely no reason because she was in perfectly good health…or so they thought.

"Well what do we do with her?" Johnny asked while shading his eyes from her shiny hair.

"We should check her for wounds." Pony said thoughtfully and for some reason lifted her shirt up slightly to reveal that a large bruise had materialized out of nowhere. Pony lifted her shirt up further, and no one even questioned this or thought it was slightly wrong. Johnny said abruptly. "We just gotta take her home with us until she gets better!"

"Gee whizzy, cheesy whiz!"

"Can't we just leave her here?" Dally asked with an annoyed expression. This girl had somehow insulted his pride with her presence, and he wasn't going to warm up to her until the next chapter…or if she was a super mary-sue…he would warm up slightly, and she would realize he did have a heart.

"Yeah Dallas, I bet you're gonna fall in love with this chick awful soon!" Terry sniggered as he read Dally's mind using their super, awesomely awesome, telepathic connection.

"Fudge you!"

"OKILEE DOO!" Said Soda who had just stood there for the past 10 minutes.

"So wait…since we're bringing her home with us does that mean we have to bring her to get ice-cream too?" Pony asked after checking the girl for more bruises.

"Guess so." Johnny said, and they began to walk off, leaving Soda, Terry, and Dally to do the dirty work.

"I don't want to get my nails messed up or nothing…" Soda mumbled and went to catch up with Johnny and Pony.

When they finally got the ice-cream place Johnny thought it would cheer up the girl—who was still unconscious—if they got her some ice cream.

"You feed it to her Pony!" Johnny said; he was scared of the girl because she seemed rather Soc like…but she couldn't be, could she? DUN DUN DUN!

"Oh fine I'LL do it! Just stop arguing already, I CANT TAKE THE FIGHTING ANYMORE!" Soda sighed dramatically, dropped ice cream on the girl's wounded yet still-so-gorgeous face, then proceeded to toss his head dramatically and run from the shop. Since the door had just finished being cleaned Soda didn't see it, and he ran into it. Now they all had to pitch in to bring the two gorgeous people home.

"I GET DIBS ON SODA!" Dally said excitedly and ran before they could argue with him. Unfortunately, while running away he had forgotten to grab Soda and had to go back to get him, therefore, Terry and Johnny started to laugh at him. Pony was too busy thinking about sunsets and space hearts to even notice.

When the guys got home they found the rest of the gang there because they never seemed to have anything else to do in a fanfic…unless of course they were actually needed, then Steve would be at work or thinking bad thoughts about Pony in the graveyard, Two-bit would be getting drunk or dancing in the moonlight even if it was broad daylight, or Darry would be working, sleeping, or busy spanking random neighbors.

"OOOHHH Pony got laid!" Two-bit said, and everybody cracked up because Two-bit was always saying clever things like that.

The boys all just sat there with smiles plastered on their faces for a few hours until the girl finally woke up.

"AH! Who are you amazingly gorgeous group of guys that soon I will fall in love with? I don't mind if you gave me a bath because I'm used to my gang brother's doing that, I'm not embarrassed or nothing."

"Um no…" Dally said looking scared.

"Well who are you?"

"Weeeeelll," Two-bit started "That over there is Steve," He pointed to Dally. "That over there is Ponyboy," he pointed to Darry. "That's Soda," he pointed at Steve which made Soda glare at Steve because he was still mad at him. "That's Darry," He pointed to Johnny. "That's Johnny right there," he pointed at Darry. "That's Two-bit," he pointed at Terry. "That's Dally," he pointed at Steve with something other than his finger. "And I'm Terry, at you're service madam!" He took off his strange, large, mid-evil hat and bowed to the girl who had fallen back asleep.

She woke up again and suddenly knew all their names. "My name is Fantasia Rainbow Giraffe Florgenshnburg, it's spelled with a silent N." She added that piece of information because her birthday was soon coming up, and she was hoping for some birthday cards.

"Well that's just dandy, now why don't you leave?" Dally asked looking irritated; There was no way he was giving any birthday cards.

"But haven't you all warmed up to me yet? Don't you feel a sudden, irrepressible urge to save me from my abusive yet amazingly handsome step-brother who's been using and raping me ever since I blossomed into a gorgeous, yet tough chick, who hates her social upbringing and longs to love people for who they truly are are are?"

"You said are 3 times."

"Are are are are?"

"AROOOOO!" Two-bit joked, and everyone laughed.

"AROOOO!" Pony said and Steve punched him because they only would laugh at the things Two-bit said.

"No." Johnny said to answer her insanely long question/statement.

"Well FINE!" She got up and floated out of the house and whistled for her magical Pegasus, "Until we meet again greasers!" and with that she flew into a glass window just like Soda and then flew away.

"Dinner's ready!" Darry called from next to the guys.

"You didn't make anything…" Johnny said with a strange look in his eyes.

"Oh didn't I?" Darry said with a flirty voice.

Johnny hid behind Pony because he was the only one who hadn't terrified him completely that day. "Um no?" he finally answered.

"Well we're having chocolate cake, chocolate milk, and chocolate shoes for dinner!" Darry said happily and walked inside.

"OOOHHH!" Pony and Soda shrieked at the same time "I get to dip my shoe first!"

"Um…shoe dip?" Terry asked.

"It's what we have when we can't afford a bow tie." Soda answered patiently.

"Right-O."

"Bogaliebo!" Two-bit said, and everybody had to clutch their sides they were laughing so hard.

"That reminds me," Dally said intently as he started another New York story, "Of a time when I lived in New York." Johnny and Pony exchanged looks. "One day I was prancing around in my brand new underwear when suddenly my friend…I'll call him 'Harris'…said 'Dally give back my underwear'. After that he never once was quite able to rhyme again." Then Dally shook his head almost sadly—almost because Dally never shows emotions except on random and special occasions—and then turned to go to the table.

While they all sat around the table, Darry again asked how exactly they had met Terry Riding.

"….and then they ended up not performing their musical because Dally and Ponyboy messed up the order."

"Hahahahaha you guys practiced a musical…you're like a…like a big shot or something." Steve said and sniggered.

Terry made a mental note for the movie: Steve said 'like a big shot' a lot or when he couldn't think of anything else to say which is the same thing.

"Oh, so that's what you were doing at school!" Soda realized suddenly.

"What were they doing at school? I hope you mean getting good grades." Darry said responsibly.

"Naw," Steve said, eager for a chance to try to get Pony in trouble, "They used to sometimes take long bathroom breaks, and one time I followed and heard some singing, but then I realized that Soda wasn't with me, so I got scared and left."

Soda looked up and blinked, "You really mean that Stevie?"

Steve looked embarrassed, "Yeah, you know I never would go there without you…"

"Oh Stevie, I'm so sorry about our fight!"

"Me too Sodie!"

They embraced over the table and the chocolate fell all over the floor. "PONY! Clean this mess up right now!" Darry yelled.

"Why don't they do it?"

"They're too busy hugging, and Steve's a guest in this house!" Darry answered even though he never really considered the gang guests because they all practically lived there.

"Yeah well you…you…you smell like poop!" Ponyboy screamed and ran from the house.

"Well at least we don't practice musical numbers…" Said a random gang member.

"HEY! We worked long and hard on that! Didn't we Dallay?" Johnny said Dally's name with a strange accent and looked angry. "Don't you remember how we had to sneak Cherry Vallance in to choreograph the moves for us? You know how much work that took?" Johnny got up and ran after Pony.

"Haha musical numbers." Steve said and laughed.

"Shouldn't you go after them?" Terry asked, confused.

Darry looked strangely calm, "In due time." He said creepily, "In due time."

Terry sank back in his chair and waited for the next chapter.

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