The sounds of the tv played through the living room as Pony and Steve sat watching whatever the older male had put on. The younger male was sitting in Darry's chair, his legs folded up with him, holding his stomach. It was almost a month after they all found out about the little miracle that was growing inside Pony. Dally told Pony daily that he was not getting bigger yet, but Pony was convinced otherwise. For the most part Pony's pregnancy wasn't messing with him too bad. Sure the weird cravings were starting to kick in and some of the things were really, odd. The Colby cheese with cream cheese wasn't that bad, but when the cream cheese became cream cheese frosting, well it was pretty weird. Even going out to eat at a few places was odd, when Pony once put ketchup on his hot fudge sundae. His loving boyfriend really didn't want to know that it tasted better coming back up, however.

The other thing that was messing with Pony was his near constant need to be near someone. Dally was there quite often so Pony was able to cling mercilessly to him almost always. However, with Dally trying to find a job that didn't mind his extremely long list of felons, did take him out of the house a lot. So when he wasn't there one of the gang would be there with him. Two-bit was the one there most often in Dally's absence and he didn't mind in the least holding Pony. Dally was still a bit bothered by Pony and Two-bit's friend ship at times, but he really did trust Pony, so he chilled more and more. Of course Soda didn't mind holding his younger brother, but with working full time at the DX he wasn't there a lot either. Darry was a bit odd about it since for so long he wasn't a cuddly person, but since it was his little brother, he sucked it up and held him when he wanted to be held. Johnny didn't really care much either, he cared more that Two-bit who would let Pony curl around him which ever way, but less that Darry. The only person that Pony had never really clung to was Steve since the two just didn't really dig each other.

However, the day in question Dally wasn't there since a place was actually giving him an interview. Two-bit had to baby sit his sister, Soda and Darry were at work and no one was really sure where Johnny was. Steve wasn't too thrilled about the prospect of having to stay with Pony, but did it since Pony IS part of the gang. For the most part Pony wasn't that bad and had only thrown up once, so it just felt like they were hanging out.

Steve did start to notice that Pony was starting to look at him every other minute or so. At first it wasn't bad, but Steve noticed him starting to look over more and more, the look on his face a bit sad.

"What?" Steve said, looking over at the younger teen.

"Nothing," Pony said, looking away quickly.

"Spit it out, you've been looking at me for the past 20 minutes,"

"Can I come sit against you?" Pony asked quietly.

"Why?" He asked cocking an eyebrow, even though he sort of knew the answer.

"I just feel better when I'm sitting really close or on someone," Pony said, looking down.

Steve looked at the blush and hurt on Pony's face and sighed, opening his arms. "Come here,"

Pony's head snapped up and he looked a little startled. "Really?"

"Get over here before I change my mind,"

Pony smiled wide and got up and sat next to Steve, throwing his legs over the older males and resting his head against his shoulder.

"Thank you,"

"Yea, yea, I'd rather not get a black eye for making you cry, even though that's not that hard,"

Pony half glared up at him, but then shrugged and wrapped his arm around Steve's waist making said male roll his eyes.

"Comfy?" Steve asked, resting his arm on Pony's shoulders.

The younger male nodded, squeezing Steve's waist a bit.

"I'm glad I guess,"

"Why do you hate me so much?" Pony asked looking up at Steve with wide eyes that had gone a bit wet.

"I used to think you were just a little tag along that was to smart for his own good," Steve answered a bit hesitantly. He didn't like it when Evie used to cry and he wasn't sure having the younger male cry would be much better.

"Oh, do you still think that?" Pony's eyes widened a little more.

"Not really,"

"Are you lying to me so I don't cry?" Pony huffed glaring at him.

"Hey Pony are you hungry or anything?"

"No and no trying to distract me," Pony's eyes narrowed slightly.

"Well I was going to say some chocolate chip cookies sound good, but if your not hungry,"

"Ooo those sound good," Pony smiled and hopped off the couch pulling Steve with him and into the kitchen.

"Do you know how to make them?" Pony asked suddenly a bit skeptical.

"Yea I do and the recipe is on the back of the bag of chips anyway," Steve said, grabbing the things he would need.

Pony grabbed a glass of apple juice and sat down as Steve turned on the oven washed his hands and got started. Normally he wouldn't have bothered, but he really didn't want Pony to get all blah about anything else that day. After getting the stuff mixed, he found a few sheet pans and put the dough on them. Soon enough the oven was ready and he stuck the pans in and found the little timer and set it.

"So now we just wait?" Pony asked, drinking a few sips of his juice.

"Pretty much, have to turn them one time before their done though," Steve said, sitting down across from Pony.

"Hey Steve?"

"Yea?"

"Am I getting big?"

Steve looked confused for a second, until he realized that Pony was rubbing his stomach.

"I don't think so,"

"Ok," Pony smiled and finished off his juice and got some more.

"Why didn't you give me a hard time like you did Dally?" Steve asked, a few minutes later as he got up to turn the cookies around.

"Because, you don't like me, so you wouldn't lie to me like he would," Pony said, logically watching Steve move the cookies around.

"Ok then," Steve said, sitting back down after grabbing a pop out of the fridge.

Pony nodded happily and went about drinking the amber colored juice. As the cookies started to give off their sweet aroma, Pony's stomach gave a grumble. Steve fought a bit of a chuckle as Pony poked his stomach lightly.

"Now I know that uncle Steve's cookies smell good, but stop that,"

The joking demeanor that Steve had slipped off as he looked at Pony.

"Uncle?"

Pony looked up fast with a bit of a blush on his face. "Well yea, I see it after he or she is born, you guys being like her uncles, well besides Darry and Soda who will actually be their uncles. If you don't like it I won't ever let them call you it I swear,"

"No, it's ok I wouldn't mind, seeing as I wouldn't be an uncle any other way, it just kind of surprised me," Steve said, getting up to take the cookies out.

"Why would that surprise you?" Pony asked, licking his lips lightly at the sight of the golden brown disks.

"Well you don't like me so why would you want you kid calling me uncle?" Steve asked, looking around for a cooling rack.

"The cooling rack is in the bottom left cabinet," Pony said, guessing at what Steve was looking for. "And I don't really hate you,"

"Bull," Steve said, looking at Pony for a moment then going back to pulling the cookies off the pan with a spatula and putting them on the wire rack.

"I don't, I only started hating you when you didn't like me, when we were real young I looked up to you just like I did Soda and Darry, then you started hating me," Pony said.

Steve was silent for a few minutes as he got a plate and waited for the cookies to cool a bit and turning off the oven.

"Really?" He asked softly. "You looked up to me?"

"Yes, I did but then you went and hated me, so I just did the same back to you so I didn't have to look up to an ass hole,"

"Well how about we try and start over, no not so you look up to me but so we can be some kind of friends," Steve said, handing one of the chocolaty treats to Pony.

"I think I'd like that," The red haired teen smiled and took the offered treat, biting into it. "Mmmmm that's good,"

"Thanks," Steve smiled and put the rest on the plate and grabbed a couple of glasses of milk.

They made their way back to the living room and sat on the couch eating the cookies and milk. When they were all gone, Steve leaned back against the couch and sighed happily. Pony looked back at him with a small look.

"Yes?" Steve asked.

"Can I lay on you again?"

"Do you really have to ask anymore?" Steve asked, opening his arms.

Pony smiled and moved back into his previous position and smiled happily, closing his eyes. Just a few minutes later, Steve laughed a little as snores were heard coming from the boy.

A few hours later when Soda walked in he was a bit shocked to find his baby brother still resting on Steve's chest.

"Well isn't this a weird sight," Soda said, slipping the DX hat off his head.

"Not really, there was just a misunderstanding that was resolved," Steve smiled lightly.

"I see, you want me to take him off your … chest,"

"Nah he's fine," Steve said, petting the males back.

Soda nodded and smiled, heading to go take a shower.

Who knew all it took for them to get along was Pony being pregnant and some homemade cookies.

~*~*~*~Authors Note~*~*~*~

Well here is yet another chap of Surprise ^^ :D

I know Dally isn't in here, like at all but I thought it needed a Steve chapter.

Ok ok you could say this is just cuz I've become obsessed with the male lately, but whatever.

S. E. Hinton owns the boys.

And I want cookies -_-