I thought I would do a short story about the gang. They are mini! Meaning…younger! This will be fun! – FS77

Chapter 1

"Soda darling," scalded Mrs. Curtis to the little 6 year old. "That's Steve's chocolate milk."

Sodapop Curtis grinned. "Ok, mommy!" he said smiling innocently.

Steve Randle being 6 stared at his friend. He took a sip of his chocolate milk and sighed. They were at the park. The Curtis' had decided to take the gang to the park for an outing. God only knows why they would take 6 kids. He leaned against the tall oak tree giving shade over him and his best friend. Ponyboy Curtis had curled up in his father's arms falling asleep. The little 4 year old smiled as he dreamt.

Soda went over to Steve sitting next to him. "Hey Steve!" said Soda grinning insanely.

"Hey Soda." said Steve giving him a small smirk. "You got in trouble!" he whispered in Soda's ear.

"Yeah cuz of you." Shot Soda. He reached for Steve's glass sticking his tongue in it getting the excess chocolate.

"I was still drinking that." said Steve. Soda just shrugged handing it back to him wiping his mouth. "So was I."

A little 6 year old with black hair running in dark brown eyes stared as the older greasers played poker. His name was Johnny Cade. He watched as an 8 year old Dallas Winston looked at his cards and laid them before Two-bit. The 8 year old Mickey Mouse fan grinned. "Beat ya." He said as he spread his cards on the table.

"How did you beat me!" exclaimed Dally. "You have a four, a jack, a ten, and a two!"

Two-bit shrugged. "Well add'em up and I get…" he counted on his fingers. "30 hundred."

"Not uh!" yelled Dally. "You get like fifty!" He tackled Two-bit and the two rolled down the hill laughing.

Darry being 10 smiled and shook his head. He was eating a peanut butter and jelly sandwich. "Those two are so out of it." He said taking another bite. He looked towards Johnny who had picked up the cards and gone over to Ponyboy who was sitting drinking a juice box. He gave Pony a card and the four year old auburn haired boy giggled. Johnny smiled sitting down and holding his cards – some were up side down.

Soda pulled Steve up and pushed him down the hill. At the last minute Steve grabbed onto Soda's shirt pulling him after him. The two rolled down the hill punching each other playfully and laughing. Soda landed on Steve as they hit the bottom.

Mr. Curtis smiled. He knew those two were the best of friends and were inseparable.

Flashback

A little 4 year old Soda sat on the couch. His best friend Steve Randle sitting next to him. Mr. Curtis walked in. It was about 6 pm.

"Soda, I think it's about time Steve got home." He said. "You have to get to bed."

Soda stared at his father. "Pwease!" he begged clutching to Steve. He wrapped his arms around Steve's neck. Steve smiled at Mr. Curtis. A small innocent smile.

"I don wan him to gwo!"

"Sodapop you have to get to bed and I'm sure Steve has to too." said Mr. Curtis smiling softly at the two.

Soda looked at Steve and then they both looked at Mr. Curtis. They stared at him with puppy dog eyes and pouts.

"Do I have to gwo?" asked Steve.

"Well…" said Mr. Curtis. The pouts and eyes became more intense. More sad and cute looking. "Alright!" said Mr. Curtis smiling at the two. "Steve can stay the night."

The two looked at each other and cheered jumping off the couch.

"C'mon Steve!" shouted Soda grabbing Steve's hand and leading him to his room he shared with Darry. The two hopped in bed and Mr. Curtis went in.

"Good night boys." He said placing a kiss on each of their heads.

"Night!" they said.

Soda wrapped his arms around Steve's neck through the night snuggling into him. "Fwend's forever?" he whispered.

Steve nodded. "Fwends forever."

End Flashback

Mr. Curtis grinned. "Yes they truly are."

I might make this a tiny series. Like going into each of the greasers pasts or something. It's really fun writing this. You know? You just get into character so much. C ya! – FS77