SpiderSoda Part Three
Set: The Curtis living room, because the Curtis living room rocks. Pony is in the living room...reading a special book you have never heard of. It's called... The Outsiders! Not! It's Gone with the Wind. If you've ever read it, I give you props. SHUT UP MR. DIRECTOR PERSON! THIS IS MY THIRD UPDATE OF THE DAY SO I CAN MAKE THE SET PARAGRAPH LONG IF I WANT TO! As I was saying...I've never read it but I will someday. Now, this goes out to the one and only Sammy-Wisconsin Angel because she is so awesome. YES THAT DOES BELONG IN THE SET PARAGRAPH BECAUSE I SAID IT DID, MR. DIRECTOR PERSON! And Mr. Random Philadelphian is dead. He OD'd.)
(Enter Everyone except Ponyboy because he's already in the living room...or is he? 'Cuz he entered with the rest of the gang.)
Soda: (notices the two Pony's) BatPony! You don't have cloning powers!
Pony: Yes I do.
Clone Pony: How do you explain me?
Soda: Wait...you ADMIT you're not the real Pony?
Clone Pony: Yeah...
Soda: Clones NEVER do that.
Pony: Well MY clone is SPECAIL
Me: You just keep thinking that, Ponyboy.
Pony: What?
Clone Pony: (looks around) Where did she go?
Two-Bit: SHOW YOURSELF!
Me: I'm right here.
Pony: Oh. It's YOU again.
Me: You know, I don't know why you're my second favorite?
Darry: Who's your first favorite?
Me: I'll tell you if the other...um...less favorite characters don't beat me up.
Dally: (cracks knuckles) We'll see about that...
Steve: (grits teeth) Yeah...
Me: (smugly) Okay then, I'm not telling you!
Dally: Fine!
Steve: (muttering)
Me: WHAT DID YOU SAY?!?!?!
Steve: (scared) Nothing...nothing!
Narrator: And a lightning bolt unexpectedly stuck Steve, and hi corpse was run over by a train.
Me: Yeah! (And it happens. You know...that thing the narrator said...all that junk about Steve and everything...)
Soda: YOU KILLED MY BEST FRIEND!
Me: But you're my favorite!
Soda: Oh. Okay then.
(Awkward silence...again)
Soda: Would you stop making those awkward silences? They're awkward!
Me: If you wish. (bites lip)
Soda: I know what you're thinking.
Me: (innocently) What?
Soda: You're gonna put another awkward silence right under the next line.
Me: No! I swear!
Soda: Really?
Me: No!
Soda: Oh...okay.
The whole gang, excluding Soda: Queue the awkward silence!
Me: No...We don't need it after that.
Dally: Whatever. I'm gonna go do stuff.
Clone Pony: I'll come with you.
Me: Narrator?
Narrator: And Clone Pony dies.
Me: How?
Narrator: I don't know! You're the writer!
Me: Fine! (grumbles) If you want a character killed right you've got to do it yourself... (pours water on Clone Pony)
Clone Pony: No! I'm melting! (Clone Pony is reduced to a puddle on the floor)
Dally: Anybody else wanna come? (steps in Clone Pony) Eww! I got Ponyboy on my shoe!
Pony: (laughs) No...You got Clone Ponyboy on your shoe!
Dally: Whatever.
Johnny: I'm Johnny!
Soda: We know this.
Johnny: Um...SpiderSoda, SpiderSoda! Does whatever a SpiderSoda does!
Soda: Good save.
Pony: But what about BatPony?
Soda: It didn't catch on.