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Chapter six: Oh man this sucks.
Four days. Four long boring days stuck in Two-bits smelly, nasty basement. Our heroes are now tired, bored, ready to go home, and missing their teddy bears. And to top it all off Ponyboy had a cold.
"Johnny tell Darry and Soda that I love them and I'm going to miss them when I die" Pony coughed out, he was lying on the floor pretending to be dying.
"Oh stop it Pony you aint gonna die your just over reacting" Johnny said from his spot on the old bunch.
"I know but I felt like messing around. And I don't over react. I just exaggerate a lot." Pony said in an I'm-a-know-it-all kind of voice.
They stopped fighting and settled down. Ponyboy was still sick but he wasn't all that sick so Johnny didn't care anymore.
Eventually our two young heroes fell asleep and were rudely awoken six hours later by a bratty Dallas Winston sucking on a candy cigarette.
"Dally!" Johnny jumped up from the place where he was sleeping and tackled Dallas to the ground causing him to break his candy cigarette.
"Hello Johnny. And now you owe me a penny for that cause the whole box was a dollar and you better pay me back!" he punched Johnny's shoulder lightly and got up. Almost immediately Johnny and Ponyboy started asking him questions.
"Do you have a yellow crayon?"
"Where's my bottle!"
"Dally do you have a binky?"
"How's Darry and Soda?"
"What's your favorite color?"
"Do you like chocolate?"
"How old are you really?"
"What's my last name?
"Where were you on the night of this morning?"
"Did you kill him or not!"
"Where's my BOTTLE!"
"SHUT UP AND LET ME GO!" Dally yelled from the chair in the middle of the basement where he was tied, a bright lamp shining right in his face. How did that happen you ask? Well you see when a chair loves a person it…I'm not going to start with that little speech right now so I'll tell you later ok? Anyways back to the story…
"What if we don't wanna let you go? What if we want to keep you tied to the chair?" Pony asked like the little jerk he is.
"You can't!"
"Shut up!" Johnny smacked him hard across the face and walked backwards into the shadows.
"Why'd you slap him Johnny?" Pony asked in a somewhat scared voice for he was now afraid of his best friend.
"I saw it in a movie" he said as if it was so freaking obvious. Pony nodded his head in understanding and sat on Dally's lap.
"I want a train and a bottle and some glue for Christmas ok? And don't forget to tell the real Santa that I love him and if he gives me what I want then I won't destroy his factory and steal his women."
"Get off of my lap Ponyboy! You're heavy!" Dally tried to tip Ponyboy off his lap but was unsuccessful and ended up getting slapped again.
After two hours of pointless questions and junk Pony and Johnny's hands were beginning to hurt from hitting Dally every three seconds.
Finally they decided to let Dally go so they could go and raid Two-Bit's kitchen for something to eat. After making a few sandwiches and chowing down they decided to head back to the basement.
"Oh my god! It's on fire!" Johnny yelled and him and Pony started jumping around waving their hands like maniacs. Then they saw the mouse. It was trapped by the burning towel (how the towel got set on fire w hen they were making sandwiches we will never know).
"We gotta save it Pony!" Pony nodded and him and Pony ran at the fire and grabbed the mouse and threw it out the window to the safe pile of nails below.
"We saved it. Good job Johnny" Pony turned to Johnny to high five him but Johnny was passed out with the burning towel next to his head!
"Get out of the way Pony!" Dally threw Pony into the living room and before he passed out Ponyboy could hear Johnny's scream and Dally cussing and then the world was black.
Hokay so another chapter is now done. Yayness level 678 out of a possible 10. Yay! Well I'll update soon ok! Please review! I could really use a few words of encouragement or something. Byeness!
