here is another 'episode'. I hope you like it!
Disclaim- Nope. I don't.
"But why?"
"I don't knows."
"I'm sorry, Johnnycakes." Ponyboy Curtis leaned over to give his best friend a hug. They were sitting in Pony's room and were playing a game. They were playing dragons and got around to talking about Johnny's mom and dad.
"Hey, Pony, can I spend da night?"
"Mmmmmmm, I dunno. I'm gonna ask my momma." He jumped up and ran down the hallway."Momma!" he screamed and ran. His mother turned around so fast and bent down.
"Omigosh, what's the matter, sweetheart?"
"Nothin, can Johnny spend da night?" he put his hands behind his back and swung back and forth.
"Yes, sweetie, he can." Then Soda walked in the door.Pony ran up to him.
"Soda!" he jumped up and hugged him around the neck, and Pony fell to the floor, and Soda went with him.
"Pony!" Soda yelled back. They wrestled on the floor for a minute, then Johnny came in the room.
"Oh, hey Johnny!" Soda yelled from the floor. The three boys started jumping on top of each other and running around. Johnny was being chased by Soda and knocked a vase of flowers off a table with his elbow. There was a shatter, and Johnny froze. An all too familiar situation. Mrs. Curtis came out of the kitchen in a hurry.
"What happened?" Johnny started crying. He was bleeding from the side of his face. Pony got up off the floor and stated,
"Johnny runned by and hit the pot and it falled over." Mrs. Curtis walked over to Johnny and Johnny shut his eyes real tigh and gritted his teeth. With every step he flinched a little. Mrs. Curtis bent down to look at his face. She touched where the blood was protruding from and Johnny instinctively jerked away and gave out a whimper.
"Does it hurt that bad?" he looked up into Mrs. Curtis's soft caring eyes. Johnny stuck his arms out.
"I'm sorry. I a bad boy." he shoved his arms out harder. Pony's mother cocked her head to the side.
"What are you doing?"
"Arentcha gonna hit me? I was a bad boy and now you gotta hit me." she ran over to Johnny, hugged him and asked,
"No, no, no, honey, where would you ever get that idea?" Johnny looked down at his little feet and shrugged his shoulders.
