Hello! I've finally updated! Now for my own original twisted ideas! Pony gets invited to Michael Jackson's place! Oh and for Gilbert, no I'm not going to stop writing because you don't like it. And thank you all for the wonderful reviews, with all your support I feel like the luckiest gal eva! Luv you guys!

Chapter One: EVIL PAPER BOY!

It was a warm, sunny, happy, gay morning in our house! And you'd never guess what happened next! I, Ponygirl- I mean Ponyboy walked out of the door to get the mail when the evil paper boy hit me in the head with the news paper and mail!

"OH SORRY DUDE!" he yelled riding off! Of course being a sensitive fragile woman- er I mean guy! I fainted dramatically and hit my head harder on the soft, wooly, fluffy carpet!

"Oh no Pony died!" my brother Sodapop Curtis sobbed. "Oh well I gotta get me some more chocolate cake!" So Soda did get his cake, but of course at the sudden moment he became extremely allergic to chocolate and he started turning pink! Oh well serves him right for leaving poor me! Oh yeah and I woke up like the next day or so on the carpet…

"I got mail!" I cried. "I've never gotten any before, wonder who it's from?" So I tried to rip the envelope open, for he had seen this done many times before!

I can do this! I can do this! Who knew opening an envelope would be SO hard! Oh I know I'll ask Larry- I MEAN DARRY! So he did! How did he do it! Anyways… Now to see what is inside this envelope!

"You got mail?" he asked.

"Yup!" I grinned, and then his head fell off again. So I carefully open the little slits of the envelope, ouch paper cut! And take out the puertyful paper of words! AND- oh chopsticks I can't read!

"SODA! I CAN'T READ!" I cried. Why is Soda all pink!

"Chocolate Evil, chocolate evil, chocolate evil!" he cried.

"Um okay, what's your problem? SODA I CAN'T READ!"

" Ho, ho, ho I know how to read!" a scary chubby person who was really hairy with a scary puffy beard trotted in. AHHH IT'S SANTA CLAUS!

"TWO BIT! TWO BIT! TWO BIT! SANTA CLAUS IS HERE!" I screamed.

"OH MY GOSH WHERE! AHHHHHH SANTA! I'm your biggest fan can I get an autograph, pwease!" he cried.

"Ho, ho, ho! I know how to read!"

"Then read this, big butt!" I screamed, hitting him with a hammer. Then he exploded, and a scary little bald dude came out.

"Hello, I am Dr. Phil I am here to solve all your problems! AHHHHH I'M NAKED!"

"Hello Dr. Phil, can you read this?" I asked sweetly this time.

"Oh course I can! Let me see it!" So I handed him my letter. "cough, cough Dear, Mr. Little Boy- I MEAN Ponyboy Curtis you have been invited to my ever so gay Never Land! Please invite all your friends (especially if they're little boys!) and family!

-Michael Milk Jackson

Oh my gosh! I was invited to spend time with Michael Jackson! OMG! This is sooo amazing!

"Hey Dar, does this mean we can ride an airplane?" I asked.

"Ho, ho, ho!" laughed Santa, so good old Dally took out his machine gun and blew his head off!

"Dur……" and Darry died again.

"Well this sucks! How come he's always dieing?" Soda cried, blowing his nose in MY shirt.

(ON THE AIRPLANE!)

"Wow! We're on an airplane!" I cried, sticking my face on the window thingy.

"Where are we?" Darry asked, coming back to life.

"How do you that?" I asked, but then some scary green dead guy hit him in the head, and he died again. Sigh, what's new?

"Hey Pony! I can't believe you were invited to Michael Jackson's place! That is soooo awesome! And for inviting us all! I'm so grateful!" wow Johnny's all…happy?

"I like llamas!"

"OH MY GOSH YOU'RE SOOO HOTT!" some scary blonde chick ran up to Dally.

"Uh hi?" he said.

"I'm Paris Hilton! But you can call me…. Paris Hilton!" she snorted, wrapping her arms around his neck.

"Holy shitake mushrooms!" he yelled.

"Go Dally!" Two-bit laughed; he was drunk off lemonade…. Again. Sigh.

"Hello everybody, welcome to Coffee Express! Tonight we'll be riding to Michael Jackson's Neverland! Now make sure you don't put on your seat belts! And you can smoke all you want!" some scary flight attendant sung all sing-songyish. Very scary…. But oh well at least you can smoke! HURRAY!

I decided to walk around a bit on the air plane, since we got ourselves a personal jet! Isn't that awesome? (A/N It looks like the one Austin Power's is on in International Man of Mystery if you've ever seen it)

First I took a look at….the bathroom! And I found Steve and Soda kissing… It was pretty scary….. And uh- why our there llamas dressed as flight attendants? Oh dear, I wonder who's driving this thing!

"JOHNNY! I THINK WE'RE ALL GUNNA DIE!" I sobbed.

"Let's ask plank!" he said, holding up the scary little plank this he always has around him, with the scary little face drawn on it… (A/N er- from Ed, Edd, and Eddy the scary bald Johnny freak person with the scary plank)

"Plank!" Two-bit ran into the bathroom, and of course knocked Steve and Soda down.

"Everybody return to the main part of the plane thingy!" the llama-attendant said.

"What's goin' on?" asked Darry, who just woke up.

"I don't know?" I said. But then My Humps start booming from the wall! And we all started dancing to the most awesome song on the planet! So then we decided we should have a dance off! So of course Darry was the judge, because he couldn't dance without having his head fall off.

SO…. How will the dance off go? Who'll win? With llamas flying the plane and drinking coffee will they make it to Neverland. What does Michael Jackson have planned for poor, poor Pony? All questions will be answered next time, in THE TWISTED VERSION OF THE OUTSIDERS! Like omigosh! Also if you're going to flame please tell me how to write it better rather then just saying it was terrible. And I was personally insulted because my friends and me wrote this, so when I read the flame it was very rude. So please be less rude and more detailed. Thanks!