Day Four:
Danceoff (Jazzy Johnny!)
"No. Fucking. Way." Dally growled.
"Fine. Then I'll just call Tim up, an' tell him about Sheldon..." Two-Bit said.
Dally growled. "Fine! We'll have a...danceoff."
"YES!!"
"But if you tell anyone about Sheldon, I'll rip your tongue out through your nose and choke you with it!" Dally threatened.
Two-Bit gulped.
"What?"
"That's right! We're having a danceoff!" Two-Bit sang.
"Yes!" Soda said, high-fiving Two-Bit.
"Dally?" Johnny asked, nervously.
"He's right." Dally muttered.
"No." Darry said.
"Ah, you're just scared!" Soda teased.
"...fine."
"A danceoff? Sure." Steve said, shrugging.
"What about the Socs? Have they agreed to this?" Ponyboy asked.
"Yep!" Two-Bit said, happily.
"Hey, Dally! What song are you dancing to?" Soda asked, smirking.
"I'm. Not. Fucking. Dancing." Dally growled out.
"But—" Two-Bit started.
"NO! I just said you could have a danceoff, not that I'd actually dance!" Dally interrupted.
"But—"
"NO! No matter what you do or say, I will not dance!"
"Killjoy."
"Damn straight."
The gang was in a deserted lot, waiting. The Socs arrived, driving up in their mustangs. They stepped out, and lined up in front of the gang. Strangely enough, Two-Bit was nowhere to be found.
Maybe he got crocked and forgot. Dally thought, hoping to get out of this embarrassing mess.
No such luck. Suddenly, a beat up old car turned a corner on two wheels, drove straight at them, then as everyone was running for cover, swerved around to a perfect horizontal stop just inches from Dally, who hadn't even flinched. ('Cuz he's a badass hunk:3) Two-Bit stepped out.
"What. The. Fuck."
Two-Bit looked like a gangster. Baggy pants, pinkie rings, shades, and a shitload of jewelery.
"Yo dogs, 'sup!"
"What'd you just fucking call me you shit head?!" (Guess who.)
"Um, Two-Bit? Are you crocked again?" Ponyboy asked nervously.
"Yes. Ya dig my bling?" Two-Bit asked.
"Your what?" Johnny asked in confusion.
"My ice?" Two-Bit tried.
"What, are you cold?" Ponyboy asked.
Two-Bit sighed. "My jewelery."
"...um, yes?"
"I don't know you. I don't know any of you!" Dally groaned as the Socs nearly died from laughing.
"So...ARE YOU READY TO ROCK?!!!" Two-Bit shouted.
"..."
"I SAID, ARE YOU READY TO ROCK?!!!"
"Yeah."
"Whoo."
"Enthusiam."
"HAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!!"
"Aw, fuck you. I'm starting the music." Two-Bit grumbled.
"Wait! I wanna go first!" Johnny said.
"Really?" Two-Bit looked ready to kiss him. And knowing Two-Bit when he's crocked, Johnny took a step back.
"Yeah..."
"OK, give me your CD, and I'll play it for you." Two-Bit said.
"Sure, Two-Bit." Johnny said, giving Two-Bit the CD. ('Cuz he so totally could afford it.)
"My name isn't Two-Bit."
"Then what in hell's name is it?" Darry asked.
"SuperawesomechickmagnetgangstapimpandmasterDJchicken." Two-Bit replied.
"...great."
"COOL!" Ponyboy said.
"Don't encourage him!" Dally said.
"Hey, where's Steve?" Johnny asked.
"What? You mean he didn't get out of the car?" Two-Bit asked, looking confused. "YO! STEVE! GET YOUR ASS OUT HERE!!"
"NO!!"
"YES!!"
"NO!!"
"YES!!"
"NO!!"
"YES!!"
"NO!!"
"NO!!"
"YES!!"
"EXACTLY. NOW GET OUT!"
"WAIT, WHAT?! AW, DAMN YOU TWO-BIT!!"
"WHY ARE WE SHOUTING?!" asked Ponyboy.
"Shut up Pony."
Steve stepped out. He was in an Elvis costume. His hair was greased like Elvis' and everything.
By this time, the Socs had recovered from Gangsta Two-Bit. But now...
"HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!!"
"I hate you." Steve muttered.
"I get that a lot." Two-Bit mused.
"Gee, I wonder why." Darry said sarcastically.
"So, can I dance or what?" Johnny asked.
"Sure, Johnnypie." Two-Bit said, putting his CD in the (totally not stolen) CD player.
"Uh...yeah."
It started out with a jazzy beat...
Please leave all overcoats, canes, and tophats with the doorman.
From that moment you'll be out of place and underdressed.
I'm wrecking this evening already and loving every minute of it,
Ruining this banquet for the mildly inspiring a-and...
"This is humiliating." Dally groaned.
"This is AWESOME!!" Pony shouted.
"Shut up Pony."
When you're in black slacks with accentuating off-white pinstripes, WHOA-OH everything goes according to pla-an...
Johnny started really rocking out now. In a jazzy sort of way...
I'm the new Cancer, never looked better, and you can't stand it!
He pointed to a random Soc.
Because you say so under your breathe, you're reading lips, "When did he get all confident?!"
Haven't you heard that I'm the new Cancer, never looked better,
And you can't stand i-i-it!
He pointed to another Soc, and winked at her. She fainted. 'Cuz Johnny's just hot like that.
Next is a trip to the ladies room in vain,
I betcha can't keep up with fashionistas,
Tonight Tonight, You are You are,
A whispering campaign,
Johnny mimed whispering, mocking the Socs...
I bet to them, your name is "Cheap!"
I bet tonight you look like Shh...
He put his fingers to his lips...
Talk to the mirror,
Oh choke back tears!
And keep telling yourself that,
"I'm a Diva!"
He snapped, doing a jazzy kick...
"Wow, who knew Johnnybrownie had it in him?" Two-Bit wandered aloud.
"It's Johnnycake." Dally corrected.
"You should know." Two-Bit said, winking at him.
Dally pulled Two-Bit's head back by his hair, "What was that?"
"Johnnycake. Right."
"Yeah, that's what I thought."
"You think?" Steve muttered.
"SHHH! Guys!" Soda said, still watching Johnny.
Laced. With. Nitroglycerin!
I'm the new Cancer,
Never looked better!
"You can say that again." Dally said, "Shit! Was that out loud?!"
"Yep!"
"Shut up Pony."
And you can't stand i-i-it!
The music went all jazzy again, and Johnny pulled a hat out of nowhere, and did a jazz kick.
And I know, And I know,
It just doesn't feel like a night out,
With no one sizing you up,
I've never been so surreptitious,
So of course I'll be distracted when I spike the punch!
And I know, And I know,
It just doesn't feel like a night out,
With no one sizing you up,
I've never been so surreptitious,
So of course I'll be distracted when I spike the punch!
The music got soft, and Johnny slowed down...
And I know, And I know,
It just doesn't feel like a night out,
With no one sizing you up,
I've never been so surreptitious,
So of course I'll be distracted when I spike the punch!
Johnny punched the air, and Pony, Soda, and Two-Bit clapped, while the Socs scoffed.
"OK, Darry, your turn!" Two-Bit said.
a/n: I'm gonna leave it there, 'cuz it's already like, 7 pages long on OpenOffice! Guess which song Darry dances too! I'll give you a hint: Superman (that hoe!) lol
I did Johnny first just to get him out of the way, but the rest of them will be hilarious...I hope...XD