Disclaimer: I do not own the Outsiders. I only own the Canadian characters.

Note: Chapter is kind of short.

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Zach walked up to Darry and Tim, " So , when are dese...Socs coming ?" He asked.

"Soon...just...just why are you wearing a skirt?" Tim asked

"It aint a skirt.." Zach growled.

Everyone just socialized for the next 10 minutes. When a few cars pulled up at the other end of the lot, Zach said, " Dere here.."

"Tell me something I don't know..." Tim said

"Ok. I'm not wearin' nny underwear."

Tim took a few steps sideways.

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At the time the rumble was going on, Luke had decided to go for a walk. He needed to get out of the house, stretch his legs. Half way through his walk, he noticed the rumble going on. He mumbled curses under his breath as he went over.

It was dark out, and one of the socs had mistaken Luke for one of the greasers in the rumble. He only noticed that the person coming toward the group had a limp. Easy target, he thought.

The space between Luke and the soc closed. When the soc got close enough, he took a swing. Luke caught his fist and bent the boys wrist back till it snapped. One of the socs friends saw what happened and pulled out a knife and went at Luke, stabbing him in the upper arm, but he didn't have time to pull it out. One of the Greasers had stepped in at this time. Everyone got quieter after that. There wasn't supposed to be weapons in the rumble. Suddenly everyone stopped. They heard sirens. Someone had called the fuzz. There were shouts and curses and everyone scattered and ran away.

Zach was about to run, but turned back, " Da, come on..lets go.."

"Na, na, you go. I'll ca'ch up..."

"But da - "

"Go, befar I bet the life outta ya, ya little bastard! Now go."

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It was two hours later and Luke wasn't home. Everyone was gathered in the living room on the MacNeil house.

"He'll be fine, Zach..." Soda said. He was sitting on the couch, watching Zach pace back and forth.

"A Taxi jus' pulled up outside!" Bruce said, looking out the window.

When Luke came though the door with his arm in a sling, he was bombarded with questions. He motioned for them all to shut up and they did.

"So, what are we gunna do?" Dallas asked after a minute of silence.

"Wha du ya mean, wha we gunna do?"

"Look, A soc stabbed you. Now we gotta get 'em back.In this town, it's an eye for an eye and a tooth for a tooth."

"Dat 'ow tings work 'round here, is it, Dallas?"

"Yeah.It is.."

" If its a eye far a eye en a tooth far a tooth, then the whole town'd be blin' and toothless."

Dallas opened his mouth to say something, but nothing came out.

"Your arm hurt, Mr. MacNeil?" Ponyboy asked, interrupting the silence.

He shook his head, " Naw, Us MacNeil's 'ave a large tolerance far pain."

"Really?"

"Ya. Me brother Jarge only cried out in pain twice in 'is whole life."

"Why?" Two-Bit asked, leaning forward slightly in his seat.

"Well...da first time he'd been walkin' in da woods, right? And he tripped and fell right on a bear trap. The thing closed right on his privates - " Just about ever guy in the room cringed

"What about the second time?" Soda asked.

"Second time was when he ran the length of the damned chain.."

Zach laughed, so did his old friends. It wasn't the first time they heard this story. The others just stared unbelievingly. Two-Bit looked at Zach, " He's jokin', right?"

"Nope...ta see...Uncle Jarge aint the sharpest tool in da shed, if ya know what I mean..."

Luke laughed. " Got dat righ'. Once when we was kids, I made 'im a pair o' cardboard wings en told 'im he'd fly if 'e'd jump offa the barn..."

"Did he do it?" Two-bit asked.

"Ya. Broke his collar bone, too..." Luke shook his head, laughing again.

Dallas shook his head and muttered, " Bunch of nutty fuckers.."

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Note: That think with the cardboard wings and the barn actually happened. My dad really did jump off a barn because his brother said he'd fly with the wings and he really did break his collar bone. seriously.