Disclaimer: I don't own it.

Rating: T

Author Notes: Wow. There's so many people reading this! X x; I have about 100 hits now or something! That's amazing, considering that I wrote this fic mainly to get rid of my Writer's Block. But since lots of people want me to update, I guess I will . . .?

I hope that I won't disappoint anyone with this chapter. x x I'm gonna try to make it funny . . . but sorry if it turns out pretty sarcastic or otherwise stupid. Anyway, here's the story.

What's in a Fan Fic

Kair glanced over her shoulder, seeing that Dally was catching up and at extremely fast rate. 'I am in deep shit,' she thought, gulping. The 13 year old wondered what Dally was going to do to her. It shouldn't be that bad, right? All she did was tell the guy that she loved him.

Oh, wait . . .

"Get back here!"

Being the stupid kid she was, she tripped over some loose flooring, and fell face first onto the ground with a thud. Kair was about to jump and start to run for her life, but was pulled up off the ground from the back of her shirt.

"Hey, what the hell was that about?"

"DON'T HURT ME!"

The greaser cocked a brow. She was more than scared of him. "Hey, what's goin' on?" Two-Bit asked.

"You tell me," Dally replied, growling.

"Uh . . . give me back my computer?"

Dally threw Kair back onto the ground, shaking his head. For a second there, he'd thought that she told him, "I love you". He was probably just hearing things.

"Hey, Kair, what's slash?"

When there was no response, Two-Bit tried again. "Kair . . .what's slash?"

"Augh . . ."

"Kair?" Two-Bit lifted her by the back of her shirt, only to see that her eyes were shut and her nose was bleeding. "Nevermind," he sighed, throwing her back down on the floor again.

Dally rolled his eyes. "Just leave her there," he told Two-Bit, making his way back upstairs again.

"You sure that's a good idea?"

"Well, why not?"

Two-Bit shrugged. "Okay."

"You guys! Look at this!" Steve pointed to the screen, trying not to laugh. "'White Angel', 'Tim wakes up to find himself in bed with the last person on Earth he would expect to see. The question is, can he make him come back? Slash'," he read, grinning over at Dally.

Dally just blinked at him in confusion. "What the hell're you lookin' at me for?"

"Er . . . I don't know how to say this, Dal, but . . ." Ponyboy tried to choke back laughter. After he came back with another t-shirt on, he got Steve and Soda to let him find out what slash was.

"But what? Just tell me!"

"Slash is—"

"Hey there, everybody!" Kair put on a fake grin, throwing open the door. "Why are you guys still in my room?"

Dally ignored her. "What's slash?"

"It's—"

"PONYBOY!"

Ponyboy sighed. "What, Kair?"

"I don't think you should stand there . . ."

"Why not?"

"We painted the ceiling over there!"

Ponyboy looked up, seeing a semi-dried blob of paint fall right on his forehead. "Why didn't you tell me this earlier?" he growled.

"I thought Two-Bit told you!"

"Oh, yeah . . . there's a ceiling there!"

"There's a ceiling everywhere!"

"Hey, there is, isn't there?"

Ponyboy wiped the paint from his forehead before heading to the bathroom. "Wait, Ponyboy, what's slash?"

"Ask Kair," Ponyboy grumbled, not in the mood to even step one foot back in that room again. All eyes turned to the girl, and she gulped.

"Uh . . . how am I supposed to know?" Kair tried to look clueless, but obviously, it wasn't working. She needed something . . . some kind of distraction!

Then it came. A distraction that would stall for at least some time. A computer pop-up!

"The idea for Trump University is one that I've had for a—"

No, not that one.

There was a magical sound, and then an ominous tune came on. The gang averted their gazes to the screen of the computer, which was now flashing with small yellow dots of 'magical dust'. A wand appeared, and then a small window popped up, and the sound of violent wind filled the room, and then suddenly stopped.

"40 percent off when you pre-order Harry Potter today."

Everyone was silent, staring at the screen. That was really odd . . . it went from a gust of wind to Harry Potter.

". . . . He sounds like a dork!" Two-Bit blurted out, breaking the silence.

Kair laughed until her stomach hurt and she was left to sit down with her back against the wall. For now, they had their minds off of slash. But she knew that it wasn't going to last very long. In fact, it would take less time than she thought.

A lot less.

Author Notes: I'm sorry if this completely sucked. Thanks to Lauren (onemanshow) for helping me with the pop-up ideas and that line Two-Bit says at the end. I luff her so much. XD –hug- Anyway, I also luff you guys, who are actually reading this . . . and not flaming me.

Did I mention not flaming me?

So, review. REVIEW NOW! XD