Reham: Hey y'all! I told ya I would update sooner!
Steve: O.o - You call this sooner?
Reham: Well it wasn't as late as the last time! -takes off hat-
Greasers: -burst out laughing.
Soda: You - you - you got a haircut! HAHAHAHA!
Reham: How'd a greaser like to get his haircut, eh?
Darry: Now, I don't think that's necessary
Reham: -pulls out scissors- How'd you like to be the first?
Johnny: -just entered- Hey y'all! What's happenin'?
Pony: Can we just GET ON witht he story!
Two-Bit: Ah, Get Over It! Get it? The story's called "Get Over It". Get it? Get it? Ah, shut up. You guys don't get a good joke!
Reham: Hey! I watched "Coming to America" yesterday!
Soda: Yeah! The joke! Tell the joke!
Two-Bit: -acting like an old man- Okay, so a guy goes into a restaurant. Are you listening? So a guy goes into a restaurant, sits down, orders the soup and then says "Hey waiter!" So the waiter comes over and says "What? What is it?" The man says "Taste the soup." "Is there something wrong with the soup?" "Just taste the soup." "I don't get it. Is the soup too cold. Is it -" "Just taste the soup!" "Alright, alright, I'll taste the soup. Where's the spoon?" Ahaaa . . . -laughs- Ahaaa!
Dally, Steve, and Darry while Soda, Two-Bit, Pony, Johnny, and Reham burst out laughing: O.o - That was a stupid joke.
Reham: Ah, just read the damn story.
Dally: Reham. Doesn't. Own. Us. Get it? Got it? Good.
…:Getting Comfy:…
:Two-Bit's PoV:
Dammit, when I woke up, I felt like I had a hangover. It was probably the sugar . . . I knew I had too much, but it tasted so good! Maybe beer has a lot of sugar in it and that's why you get a hangover. Maybe sugar's the reason! Or maybe sugar has a lot of alcohol in it. But then there's no way Darry would let Pony go near sugar. Whatever it was, it left a bad feeling in me.
I woke up and looked around. Steve had his head on the side of the truck, Johnny had his head on Dally's shoulder, and Dally had his head on the truck's back window. I used to have my head on Pony's shoulder, Pony had his head on Soda's shoulder, and Soda's head was positioned like Steve's. Why was everyone asleep?
We were riding up some sort of hill. I looked around, but my view didn't change. There was nothing but trees covered in snow and the dirt road ahead of us. The trees were so close that if I stuck my hand out, I'd be able to grab a tree branch and rip it off. Darry's window was opened, so since I was close to it, I leaned in and said, "Hey Dar, are we there yet?"
That made him jump slightly. "I thought you guys were all asleep," he replied.
"I just woke up," I said.
"The cabin's up this hill. Hey, wake everyone up, will ya?"
"Sure, but I ain't wakin' up Dally. I'll have Johnny wake up. He won't hit Johnny."
I heard Darry laugh at that, but I could still feel that powerful punch. I gently swatted Ponyboy across the head. "Morning Sunshine," I said. He rubbed his eyes and looked at me.
"Where are we?" he asked groggily.
"Almost there," I said as I leaned over him to wake up Soda. Yeah, that was my mistake right there. Dammit, I accidentally hit into Dally, which, of course, woke him up. I gave him a goofy grin and said, "Oh, nice to see you awake, Dally . . . please don't hit me!"
Dally grinned and said, "I ain't gonna hit you." Then he turned to Johnny and woke him up. Breathing a sigh of relief, I shook Soda. He stirred and opened his eyes.
"Did you have to wake me up?" he said with a mock hurt glance. "I was having a nice dream about blueberries and muffins."
"We're almost there, pretty boy, so you can dream when we get there. Now wake up Stevie."
I turned back and looked ahead. A clearing was able to be seen and I could see something other than trees for once! But I couldn't quite make out that something. I kept staring at it, trying to decipher what it looked like. As it got closer, I realized that it was the foot of the mountains. Then there was this large maple log cabin directly besides it. Holy smokes! Our cabin was one foot away from the start of the mountains! That would be a joy! The more I thought about it, the more I liked it. Superman would be gone for a few hours climbing that giant mountain, so we'd be able to get away with murder! Okay, not necessarily murder because the cops'll know, but we could get away with anything else! But then there was kidnapping, burning down the log cabin, burying a body alive . . . okay, so maybe there wasn't a lot we could get away with, but we could try!
I could hear the gasps and could see the looks of awe from behind me. Yup, the place was a beauty alright. It was like a more compact Winter Wonderland. Directly behind our large cabin were trees. The left side of it had the mountain and the right side of it had a large clearing where snow blanketed it . . . and then more trees. Another large clearing, larger than before, acted as the front yard of our cabin and then at the end of the clearing were, of course, more trees. There was a faint droning sound in the distance that sounded like a river. So that's what Dally was taking about!
Darry parked his truck in the right-side clearing and said, "Alright everyone, get out and go fight over a room!"
That was definitely my cue! I jumped out of the car and immediately ran inside as fast as I could. To compare myself to the stupidest thing in the world, I was the donkey and someone was trailing me in with a large bottle of Jack Daniels.
There were four rooms. The two biggest had two beds in them and the other two were smaller, but they only had one bed. All in all, it was a fair game. But I wasn't up to sharing a room with another person. I knew Soda and Pony were going to share a bed, and so that meant that Steve would probably get a bed next to Soda's, so that was one room gone. Then Dally would probably want a room with Darry or Johnny, and I knew Darry wouldn't want a room with anyone so Dally would room with Johnny, so that left me with a room all to myself! Booya! Unless . . . unless Dally took the single room and I had to share a room with Johnny. I could share a room with Johnny, but I wanted a room all to myself. I had plans that involved me and only me – and no, it's not what you're thinking you sickos!
It was a good thing that Dal was still back at the truck. I ran into the cabin and didn't stop to look at the scenery, because I just jolted up the stairs and into the nearest one-person room. The second-to-last door was the one I was looking for. I almost broke the knob off trying to get the door open when I realized that there was a key lodged inside of the keyhole. Feeling stupid, I turned the key and opened the door. Woo, was it one good-looking room or what?
There was a bed, a dresser, and a closet in the room. There were already sheets on the bed – thank the Lord because I didn't bother bringing sheets with me in my bags . . . my bags! Dammit, I left them in the truck. Eh, that wasn't too bad because I had a key to my door. I exited the room and locked the door from the outside so that no one could get in. I pocketed the key and was finally able to enjoy the scenery.
The cabin was a beautiful sight. Technically, there was only one floor. From the first floor, there was a staircase in the corner that led to the second floor, but the second floor was only a single hallway with doors on its right side. I was standing on the hallway, leaning on the wooden frames that kept a person from falling. Hell, everything in the cabin was made out of wood. From my place on the frames, I could see everything in the cabin. The floor was made out of polished wood and covered with old rugs that Darry would probably clean because they were so dirty. In the middle of the largest wall was a redbrick fireplace that led up to a chimney . . . no shit! In the middle of the room was a large table that was able to seat everyone with three chairs left over. There was also a couch, two sets of loveseats, and an armchair. That would be perfect. And gasp! There was a TV! Mickey wasn't on right now, so I wasn't in a hurry. Since the first floor was one giant room, there was a stove and sink in the corner, complete with a refrigerator. Thankfully, there was a door that led to the bathroom. Damn, how much money did we make to rent a cabin like this for a week? I whistled low.
That's when everyone else started coming in. When Soda stepped inside, he stopped at the door, causing Steve to knock into him and the two of them toppled onto the waxed floor. Pony tripped over them on his way inside and that's when I laughed. How many people can be so careless at once?
"Two-Bit, you left you stuff in the truck so I brought it out for you," Darry called from downstairs. I hopped onto the railing of the stairs and slid down, making sure to jump off before the large stub at the end had a chance to hit me down under.
"Thanks, Superman!" I said with a grin on my face. "Now if you don't mind, I'm going to go and make myself comfortable in my room."
I turned around and acted like one of those stuck up rich snobs. "You boy!" I said, pointing at Pony. "Fetch me my bags from the chauffer and bring them up to my room!" I was imitating the voice of a woman in a British accent.
Pony grinned widely and said, "Yes ma'am." He took the bags from Darry and carried them up to me, stopping to give me a low bow. I turned around stiffly and purposely shook my butt from side to side as I walked up the stairs. I heard laughter from the bottom of the stairs, but I kept my nose in the air and unlocked the door.
"Thank you, kind servant. Here's a token of appreciation," I said in the same accent. I reached into my pocket and pulled out a cigarette. Pony bowed once more and said, "Thank you ma'am," before taking the cigarette and sticking it in his mouth.
"Pony, grab a room!" Soda called from downstairs. I watched Pony grab the room besides mine and heard the sound of bedsprings bouncing. I looked back downstairs and saw Steve and Soda exchange glances, then run upstairs to the same room. God, that room was going to be filled with grunts from wrestling. I waited to see which room Dally would get. He motioned for Johnny to follow him and the two of them disappeared into the first room someone saw when they climbed up the stairs. My theory was right! Gawd . . . I've been hanging around Pony too much. Darry got the room on the left of mine and disappeared into it. That's when I went into mine and shut the door behind me. It was time to decorate this bland room with the Two-Bit charm.
Reham: Eh, that was a shorter chapter than usual. But it was just an introductory chapter
Steve: Yeah, the next chapter is going to be called "Hot Babes."
Reham: No, it's going to be called "Snow Day"!
Soda: Yeah, that's because Two-Bit shoves pants down his snow -
Darry: I think you mean snow down his pants.
Soda: No! Pants down his snow! And we build a snowman and dump it -
Reham: Okay, Soda, that's enough. They'll have to read it for themselves. Oh, and I want to take a poll. Johnny, if you please . . .
Johnny: Reham wants to know if she should put her replies in the fanfiction itself, or if she should just leave 'em be.
Dally: Yeah, so send in an answer, okay? Now review, Goddammit!
Everyone but Dally gasps.
Reham: God Almighty! Is Dally doing what I think he's doing?
Pony: If you mean wearing a pink strapless dress and sipping tea -
Two-Bit: WITH HIS PINKY UP!
Pony: . . . then yes, that's what he's doing.
Soda: -running around with his hands in the air- IT'S THE SIGN OF THE APOCALYPSE!
Reham: O.o Review - I beg of you. AND THANKS FOR THE BIRTHDAY THINGY! YOU GUYS REALLY MADE MY DAY!
