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Rugrats 101

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Chapter 7; I'll Skin You, Dallas Winston!

"Dallas Winston is out of surgery and he's a little groggy, but you can see him if you want. We have successfully removed the bullets from his chest and stomach. They missed all the major organs by about an inch. He will most likely be okay, but we don't know when he will be released."

Dally was okay. Relief washed over me like ocean waves in the summer. My knees almost buckled as I thanked the doctor and ran to Dally's room.

I finally arrived and a nurse came out of the room looking flustered.

I laughed, wondering what Dally had done to her. Then I entered the room. Dally was laying on the bed with IV going into him and a breathing mask. He looked at me when I entered.

"Dally!" I yelled and ran over to his bedside. I hugged him as hard as I could without hurting him.

"Hey Blondie," He said weakly. "How's it going?"

"I am fine, but you on the other hand, look at you! If you ever pull a stunt like that again, I'll skin you, Dallas Winston!" I said with my hands on my hips.

"Take It easy kiddo I'm gonna be fine," He said.

"And thank God for that, Dally, cuz you know I couldn't live without you!" I said and hugged him again. I smiled and a happy tear went down my cheek.

He wiped it away and said,

"Don't worry, like I said I'm fine."

For a second it was silent, then Dally said,

"Why are you wearing my shirt?"

"I found it at Bucks and I liked your smell," I said smiling innocently.

He chuckled.

"You are one weird kid ya know?" He said.

"Dally, I'm not a kid, I'm sixteen."

"Yeah but you're my kid sister, which makes you a kid!"

Me and Dally of course weren't actually brother and sister, but we were that close. We had a special bond that I don't even think real brothers and sisters have. I don't remember my life without Dally and I hope I never have to.

Dally and me talked for about an hour before a doctor kicked me out to do check ups on Dally. Dally almost killed the doctor for kicking me out, but I told him it was okay, I'd go see Johnny.

I walked into Johnny's room with a big smile on my face.

"Wow, are you high?" He said, looking up at me.

I frowned at him

"No," Then with my smile returning I said, "I went to go see Dally and ya know what? He's gonna be okay!" I said excitedly. Johnny broke into a smile too.

"That's great!" Johnny said.

"I know!" I said and jumped over to his bed to give him a hug. Then a light kiss on the lips, which got deepened. So there we were, kissing deeply, when the door opened and an all-too-familiar voice said,

"Glory, I'm blind!"

Fuck.

Me and Johnny stayed in the position for a second, eyes wide open, and then slowly turned to face the voice.

There, standing in the doorway, was all of Two-Bit (who was the one who had spoken), Soda, Steve, Darry and Ponyboy, who was looking much better than yesterday when he was sick.

"Well, don't you two look cozy," Two-Bit said, wisecracking again, and grinning like an idiot.

"Shut up, Two-Bit!" Me and Johnny said.

"So... what exactly did you see?" I asked.

"Lip contact, tongue contact, yours, his, it was disturbing!" Soda exclaimed.

"What the hell's going on?" Darry asked.

"Okay, look you guys, me and Johnny like each other… okay?" I calmly exclaimed.

"I'd say it's going to take a while for us to get used to it but it's your decision I guess… But we're not what you should worry about. You two should be worried about ol' Dal." Ponyboy said.

"Oooh, Dally!" Two-Bit said, clearly enjoying himself. Steve, who had been oddly silent, spoke up.

"Dally's gonna kill you two," He said.

"No, no he won't. We'll tell him, after he gets out of the hospital. Just keep your mouths shut until then, okay?" Johnny said.

The guys agreed, taken off guard by Johnny's extra-long (for him) sentence.

Then they left to go see Dal, and me and Johnny looked at each other… and burst out laughing.

"Hah, Dally's gonna kick our heads in!" I laughed.

"Oh yeah," Johnny said, chuckling.

Then it was silent for a second. Johnny looked like he was thinking. Then he said,

"Why am I the only one with a nickname like a desert food?"

I laughed and said, "Hmm, I dunno Johnnycake!"

"Oh, two can play at that game, Charliepie!" He said to me.

And that's how I got a nickname that only Johnny calls me, just like Dally with calling me Blondie. And I like it.

(A/N: That's where the title came from, Sweet as Cake 'N' Pie, the cake being Johnnycake and the pie being Charliepie.)

For the next few days, sometimes I would stay with Johnny and other times I would go home, and Ponyboy would stay with him, reading him "Gone With the Wind". I don't know what it is with those boys and that book.

Dally was very slowly but surely getting better. God, I loved that boy. Love as in like family-like love, of course. He was my family. My only family. That I had left, that is.

It's hard to find good people in a place like this, where people are put into classes, and they hate each other. I knew all the gang were good people. Not a lot people can see any good in us greasers. Especially Dallas Winston. Cherry Valance, a redhead Soc cheerleader that Ponyboy has a crush on, she knows we ain't all bad. She digs okay, that one. But like I said, it's especially hard to find good in Dallas Winston. I know there is, though. Dally's good to me.

He takes care of me if I'm hurt or sick, he protects me and looks after me, he sticks up for me, and if someone talks shit about me, they'd be eating the shit they talk when Dally's through with them. I really admire Dally.

It ain't hard to find good in Johnny. He's sweet. Anyone could tell that meetin' him once. Johnny is nicer than the nicest Soc, with a fiery soul. You know that lion of Wizard of Oz that was looking for a heart? Well, if Johnny was the lion, he wouldn't have nothin' to look for.

I couldn't tell anyone all this, though. I'd told Dally something of the sort once, but he'd changed the subject to telling me a story about getting drunk, punching a Soc in the jaw, and waking up the next morning beside some brunette he didn't even know.

Anyway, One day I was sitting in the Curtis living room with Ponyboy and Two-Bit. Johnny and Dally still being in the hospital and Soda, Steve and Darry at work. We were watching Mickey. Correction, Two-Bit was watching Mickey, and Ponyboy kept asking me questions about me and Johnny.

"Are you guys like… are you Johnny's girlfriend?" He asked. I thought about it and answered hosnestly:

"I don't know,"

The next time I went to the hospital to see Johnny I asked him about it. After we had kissed again for about the twentieth time, I asked,

"So, Johnny, what does this make us, boyfriend and girlfriend?"

He looked at me.

"Do… Do you wanna be?"

I wanted to.

"Do you want to?" I asked. He nodded shyly, yet eagerly. I smiled.

"Me too." Then we kissed again. It felt so right. Especially this time. It was passionate, yet soft. Bold, slow and easy, all at the same time. I don't know how to describe what kind of kiss it was, but I liked it.

I talked to Johnny for a while. A long while. Then I went to go see Dally for the first time that day.

As usual, I yelled his name and ran in and hugged him. Then I sat down on a chair beside his bed and talked to him for a long time too. Almost as long as Johnny. I guess he was tired, because as soon as there was a silence he fell asleep. I yawned. I was tired too.

I slowly lowered myself down and placed my arms on his stomach/chest where I made sure there were no bullet holes, and laid my head on my arms and fell asleep too. I think I stayed there all night.

:Ponyboy P.O.V.:

After I talked to Johnny and read a little of Gone With the Wind, I decided to go home. I went to say goodbye to old Dal first. When I entered the room, I saw him asleep on his bed, and Charlie's carefully placed arms on his bare chest and stomach with her sleeping head on top of them.

It made me smile. They were so close. The were the best brother and sister team I know, and they're not even really brother and sister. But they're just right together. It fits.

Dally's gentle breathing was making his chest go up and down, and in turn making Charlie's head and arms go up and down. It almost looked surreal. Dally wouldn't have let anyone else do that. Not any of his friends, not any girl. Nobody except for Charlie. Charlie and Dally give me hope for me and Darry to get along, too.

(A/N: Yay no cliffy! Ha, special treat, so enjoy it. This is my personal favorite chapter, so please review and tell me what you thought of it!)