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Note to Jamea : I live on Cape Breton. So Im about a 30 minutes ferry ride away.

Note to everyone else that reviewed : Thanks for the reviews!

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" Hey, Mrs. MacNeil, is Zach home?"

"He's still'a sleepin, hon. I'll go get 'im" Juniper smiled , " Make yar selves comfy." She then went upstairs to get her son.

Two-Bit and Dallas went and sat down in the living room. They looked out the room and noticed there were still some unpacked boxes. There was a pair of swords, crossed, on the wall, over a trophy cabinet. They went over to it. "First place - Caber toss - awarded to Zachariah A. MacNeil, First place - Putting - Zachariah A. MacNeil, First place - Pole Vault - Zachariah A. MacNeil, Champion - Wrestling - Zachariah A. MacNeil..."

Two-Bit was slightly confused, "Ok..I know what the pole vault is ..and wrestling...but what are the other two?

"Dunno..." Dallas shrugged. They went on reading.

"First place - Hammer throw - H. Luke MacNeil, First place - Hill Race - H. Luke MacNeil " Dally looked closer and noticed something written under the last one , " 'If you can see the summit it's going to rain, if you can't see the summit it's rainin.' "

Two-Bit started to laugh.

"ya l'ke dat, do ya bies?"

They turned around and saw Luke leaning against the wall. He was only about an inch shorter that his son and had a slightly smaller build. He walked toward them, that's when they noticed he had a small limp. "D'ose are jus fum las' year." He dragged a box over to the couch and sat down. Curious, Two-Bit and Dally sat down on either side of him. Luke continued to pull trophies and medals out. Some more dated the same as the others in the cabinet. Except they were for highland dancing and sword dancing, awarded to to Matilda W. MacNeil. Then, some older ones for dancing, except it had Zachariah A. MacNeil on them. Two-Bit and Dallas laughed, " Zach was in a dancing competition?"

"Part o'da games, bies." Luke said. " He was in'im till he was 16." He said, pulling out some Hockey trophies. Some belonging to Zach, some to Luke.

"Damn. How many trophies do you guys have?" Dallas asked in disbelief.

"Lots." Luke smirked, " Vincere vel mori"

"Huh?" Two-Bit and Dallas looked strangely at the older man.

" Clan motto. Ta conquer or die. " He said, pulling out a photo album. He flipped though for a moment. " D'ese are from the Scottish highland games." Two-Bit and Dallas looked at then and started laughing. There was a picture of Zach in a deep green plaid skirt wrestling with another boy in a yellow plaid skirt. There were ones with him putting, and doing the caber toss. What they laughed harder as was him doing the pole vault in the skirt. Other ones had Luke in the exact same skirt while he was throwing the hammer.

"W-w-wwhy are all the guys wearin' those skirts?" Two-bit said, trying to stop himself from laughing.

"Kilts, bie, kilts. They bear the tartans for the Scottish clans. Makes em easy ta identify. See da guy?" Luke pointed to the boy in the yellow kilt, " He's from da MacMillan clan. Ya can tell by the color and the pattern ."

"Does...does he wear a kilt often?" Dallas asked, still grinning.

"Some o'da time. Usually far formal occasions or fancy school dances, he wears da full outfit.."

"Hey..What does the A stand for?" Two-Bit said, holding up one of Zach's dancing medals.

"Archibald."

"Whaddabout W?" Two-bit asked, holding up one of Matilda's.

"Winifred."

"What about - "

"Hugh." Luke answered before the question was finished.

"Oh..."

"Hullo, guys.." Zach said as he entered the living room, rubbing his eyes " whatch'a looking at?"

"Photo album" Dallas grinned.

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Matilda, Johnny and Ponyboy were sitting in the vacant lot, each reading their own book. Ponyboy was reading The Lion, The Witch and the Wardrobe. Johnny was reading Peter Pan and Matilda was reading Anne of Green Gables. After awhile, Ponyboy asked, " Matilda...do you have a tattoo?"

"Yup." She said.

"Do your parents know about it?"

"Nope."

"Wasn't it hard to give one to yourself?" Johnny asked.

"Not where mine is."

"Where is it, actually?"

"I'll show ya's..but ya's can't tell anyone about it, got it?"

Pony and Johnny nodded.

Matilda unbuttoned her blouse and showed then her right breast. A small amount of the tattoo was covered by her bra, " Its a Celtic knot." She said, re-buttoning her blouse. Ponyboy and Johnny were blushing, but Matilda didn't notice. She was still reading her book.

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Tim Shepard came by the Curtis household around supper time. A rumble had been threatening to happen for a while. Socs had seemed to be attacking lone greasers more and more. But now the rumble was actually going to happen. Apparently, Culry got jumped walking home drunk, and was currently at the hospital. They gone to far, he said. They had to pay. Lucky for the greasers, they had some visitors to replace the men they had beaten and resting in bed. Tomorrow night, the Socs were going down.

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For some reason, Greasers always like to get cleaned up before a rumble. They put extra grease in their hair. They tucked in their t-shirts. Shaved, put on cologne. Things like that. Zach and his old gang did something like that, too. Zachariah wore his kilt proudly. The other boys wore their tartans proudly, too. Shawns tartan was Yellow, black and red(MacLeod). Mac's was a mix of reds blues and greens(Caledonia).The O'Conners tartan was many shades of green. Along with their kilts, the wore leather sporrans, black tank tops, army boots and brought their Sgian Dhus, just in case they needed them. The only boy not in a kilt was Jean-Claude. Kilts not being a part of his ancestry. Instead, he wore black jeans.

Boy, the looks they got when they reached the lot. The greasers didn't know weather to laugh or run. Yes, the looked intimitdated. Large muscles, covered in tattoos. But...they were wearing skirts.

Tim went over to Darry , " Those your guys?"

"Yeah..." Darry sounded unsure.

"Why the hell are they wearing skirts to a rumble."

"Uh.." Two-Bit stepped into the conversation, " Actually, they're called kilts...Zachs dad said something about the Scottish wearing kilts in battle or something like that.."

"So, They are ready to fight, then?" Tim asked.

"I hope so."

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Ok. Im gunna stop it there for today.