Love Too True

A/N: There's only one thing I have to say and that's Splee! I'm hyper today. Oh! I almost forgot to mention, that this story is set in 1978, I think. Oh well, onto the story.

Pony sat down on the cool, hard ground. It's been about 15 years since we were turned. But nothing seems to have changed at all. Two-Bit's still his goofy self, and Dally's still a tuff hood. I wonder how much longer we'll stay here. It all seems futile to me... Pony's thoughts were interrupted by the feeling of arms wrapping around him. He looked up and saw Soda smiling down at him.

"Hey, baby. What're ya doing out here all by yourself, huh?"

"Just thinkin' Soda."

"Bout what?"

Pony didn't answer him. They had gone over this conversation many times before. What's the point in going over it again? But Pony knew that no matter what, they'd go over this conversation until the end of time.

"Aw, Pony. There's nothing to worry about. We can do anything we want until the end of time1." Soda said, trying to comfort his little brother.

"I know Soda. But it's just..."

"Hard, I know. But did what we had to do and we'll keep doin' it. As long as we got each other, we'll be alright."

"Yeah but what would happen if we lost one of the gang? What would happen if Darry, or Two-Bit, or Dally were killed? Then what would we do?"

"We'd move on, like they'd want us to." Soda's hold around Pony tightened. "I promise, I won't let anything happen to you."

Pony smiled softly at that. "Thanks Soda."

"Anything for my baby. Now lets get inside, it'll be dawn soon. And as much as it would make me happy to let you see the sunrise, I still want you alive."

They stood up and walked towards their room. When they walked inside, everyone was sleeping, or at least trying to. Dally was nibbling on Johnny's ear, making the tan boy laugh, and Two-Bit was...well being Two-Bit-ish. Pony and Soda made room on the couch. They didn't see Darry in the room, so he was either sleeping in the bathtub or somewhere else.

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The day was hot and humid, which made Ponyboy even more glad that the night had arrived earlier. Yawning and stretching, Pony took a deep breath, then exhaled. Ah, autumn'll be here real soon. I can smell it just 'round the corner. Good thing too. The sun keeps me up most of the time anyways. I still miss it though. Once again, the gang was in the truck, heading towards a destination unknown. This was the plan: After all their "meals" in Tulsa, they'd leave and travel around. Nocturnal nomads, as Two-Bit had said. They were somewhere near the state border by now. They were heading towards Chicago, but it'd take a few nights and days to get there.

Darry had came up with a plan back in the motel. They went to the store and bought black spray paint and a lot of duck tape. Then they spray painted and taped the windows down to only a little strip that was left bare, to see out of. And now, they were on there way to Chicago. They were really gonna have some fun there.

1: That line was first said in the vampire western, Near Dark. For more details on the movie, email me.