I know, I know, I never stick to my word. I was planning (and I think I mentioned) that there would only be Soda's birthday done. But I was sitting around and remembered that I missed Tim's and Dallas's birthdays and, this thought came to my head. And I love Tim and Dally, they make me smile, so I ruined their birthdays in honor of them. :)

P.S. I ruin their birthdays on purpose. I'm evil in this chapter and you have every right to be appalled... or laugh. Kind of rushed this chapter, but it made me smile, so I figured, "Eh, what the hell."

So read on, freshness lovers, read on!

"Shh! Can't you stay quiet for more than two minutes?" Magen hissed to her younger sister who was crouching underneath her as Magen peeked into a bedroom.

"...Is he still sleeping?" Brandi asked quietly. Too quietly, Magen had to look down and read her lips to figure out what she was saying.

"...Oh, yeah. Fast asleep, thank God."

"What about Tim?"

"I dunno... I haven't seen him..." Magen muttered, carefully shutting the door to the bedroom that Dallas was sleeping in and getting on her hands and knees. She carefully crawled across the floor, knowing how creaky the floor boards were in her house. Brandi followed her, glancing at the glowing clock in her bedroom.

12:00 AM

"One more minute until his birthday," the younger girl whispered, her short hair up in a high ponytail.

"We might be a bit late, damn it where's-"

Brandi quickly covered her sister's mouth, muffling a suprised scream. She couldn't, how ever, silence the person she had bumped into.

"Holy... what are you two doin' crawling around on the floor... dressed like cat burglers and all? Is that-"

"Shut up!" Brandi hissed. Two-bit immediately snapped his mouth shut. She motioned for him to get down on the floor and, grudgingly, the older boy crouched down.

"Where's Tim?"

"Shepard? He's in the basement, like always."

"We missed his birthday. And Dallas's is... now."

"Oh, Jesus Christ, can't one ruined birthday be enough?"

"...When's your birthday again?" Brandi asked innocently, uncovering her sister's mouth. Two-bit frowned and sighed and shook his head.

"Alright, I get it. What're you two plannin'?"

"...Are you strong enough to carry Tim up the stairs?" Magen asked suddenly.

"Why would I wanna do that?"

"'Cause we were gonna drag him up the stairs, but he might wake up then and-"

"Wait... run me through everything first."

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12:30 AM

The two teens and a pre-teen had taken about five minutes to get down the basement stairs, which, if it was even possible, seemed to be more creaky than the one's upstairs.

"It's freezing down here. How can he stand it?" Magen whispered, rubbing her bare arms.

"He's under that pile of blankets, I'm not surprised he can survive down here," Two-bit muttered.

"Hey, half of those are mine!" Brandi hissed, glaring at the pile of blankets that was Tim.

"Shit," Magen swore, hitting her head. "He'll notice if we take those blankets off!"

"...I got an idea," Two-bit said slowly, a grin on his face.

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12:50 AM

Magen and Brandi were both biting their lips, one of the few mannerisms they seemed to share, as the held the corner of the blankets in their hands and hauled Tim up the stairs. Two-bit was holding up his end on his own, but because he was stronger than the two girls, he wasn't having as much trouble.

Magen watched the sleeping hood carefully, praying to God he wouldn't wake up before they got him up the stairs and down the hall. Two-bit had reassured her he was probably wasted from earlier. One of the reasons why some of the other greasers were out cold.

Two-bit, convinced by the two girls not to drink too much that night, had realized that, for once, it had been a good thing he hadn't been wasted with them. The sisters liked to make those who were drunk do some crazy and embarrassing things and they always had a camera at hand when said acts were carried out.

The sisters were grateful too. They didn't want to wake up Darry or Soda and Steve had been among the drinkers. Ponyboy and Johnny were about as strong as they were, because of their small frames and never would have been able to get Tim up the stairs as fast as they had just then.

"Alright set him on the floor," Magen whispered, gently lowering the makeshift stretcher to the floor as the other two mischief makers did the same. She carefully opened the door, peeking in and making sure Dallas was still asleep.

"Dal?"

Nothing.

"Alright, let's go."

xxxx

Magen could barely contain her laughter as she changed the camera settings. She didn't want a flash, but she couldn't turn on the light either, so the handy "M" setting was going to have to be used.

"Alright, we don't need you two waking them up," she said quietly, shooing Two-bit and Brandi away. She could hear them laughing as they disappeared down the hallway. "Smile for the camera boys," Magen said to herself, grinning broadly.

xxxx

1:30 PM

"What did I tell you about doing stuff like this?" Darry asked the two girls as they held a poster in front of them. What ever was on it, they hadn't revealed yet.

"Two-bit helped," Magen said motioning to Two-bit to come stand behind them. He did so, reluctantly as Darry frowned at them.

"As we all know, two people in this house had birthdays recently."

"...Oh God," Soda muttered, remembering his own birthday.

"Oh trust me, this will be much worse than your birthday, which, by the way, was an accident," Brandi pointed out.

"C'mon, what's on the poster?" Ponyboy asked.

Grinning broadly the two sisters turned the poster with a loud, "Ta-da!"

The greasers, minus Dallas and Tim, stared at the poster in surprise.

"...Oh my God..."

"How'd you get that?"

Of course, that was quickly replaced with laughter and shouting as the three responsible smiled proudly.

xxxx

1:35 PM

"Happy birthday to you," Magen sang quietly as she stood over the bed. "Happy birthday to you."

The occupants of said bed stirred.

"Happy birthday dear Dally and a belated birthday to Tim," Magen sang loudly as she held up her camera. They opened their eyes, slowly, and stared at Magen, her face bloody and a camera in her hands. Startled, they screamed, noticed each other, screamed some more and Tim promptly fell off the bed at Magen's feet.

"What the hell are you doin' in here, Shepard?" Dallas demanded, grabbing his t-shirt and pulling it over his head. "And you too, kid," he said, glaring at Magen. "Why're you a bloody mess?"

"Oh come on, Dally, don't play dumb. You know I only bleed from my eyes when you two are being gay with each other."

Magen yelped and jumped away from Tim's hand, which had been grabbing for her ankle. "Get back here!" Tim yelled as Magen darted out of the room.

"Home free, home free!" Magen yelled, jumping over the last three stairs and grabbing onto Darry. Darry looked up at Tim, who was panting in anger, his fists clenched.

"How many times do I have to tell ya, huh? I ain't gay!"

"Oh really?" Brandi asked suddenly, holding a poster in front of her. "You two look pretty happy together here," She said with a grin, pointing to the picture as the other greasers snickered. Tim stared at it, eyes wide.

"How the-"

"Oh, the marvels of a camera and Wal-greens. Open twenty four seven. They have the power to blow up pictures... and make multiple prints. This is going to be our Christmas card this year," Brandi said proudly, tapping the picture of Tim and Dally holding each other.

"You little bitch!"

"Ah, this was Magen's idea, not mine. I just helped."

"Yeah, me too," Two-bit said with a grin.

Tim returned his glare to Magen, who promptly disappeared behind Darry.

"We wouldn't have been able to get you up the stairs without Two-bit!" She said quickly. Two-bit looked at her, wide eyed, before he looked back at Tim.

Tim, apparently spurred by his anger, ran down the stairs, jumped the last few and attacked Two-bit in a rather animalistic manner, causing quite a few people to scatter and run away. They finally all decided on abandoning the room all together when Dally came crashing down the stairs a moment later.

And once again, Magen successfully ruined someone else's birthday. Two people's actually. Simultanueously. That takes skill.

And, she got blackmail material out of it! Oh, how happy our little Heroine was! Too bad she had to avoid her house for awhile...

Yeah, sometimes I joke around with Brandi and her "Invisible Greasers" and imply that Dallas is gay. Sometimes with Tim, sometimes just in general. It's all in good fun, really.

But when I first read the book and read that Dallas "loved" Johnny, me and my entire class took it the wrong way. We read into things, okay? But that's where that notion came from. I don't necassarily think that now, but... sometimes I can't resist.