Disclaimer: See previous chapters.

A/N:Okay this one is bit different. It's short. I thought it was halairious, but it was kinda late and random. So, enjoy and review!

In Bed

Chapter 5: I Wish

"What's the matter?" Soda demanded. I had been quiet all evening, ever since the Socs jumped me this afternoon. I was okay, just mad. Really mad. I wasn't mad in particular mad at those specific kids, it was more the situation.

"I'm tired."

"Don't give me that crap you weren't sleepin'. You were layin' over there huffing and sighing. Now, what's wrong?"

"I am tired. I'm tired of this."

"Tired of what?"

"Why do things gotta be like this Soda? Why do we have to be careful all the time and worry about getting jumped? Why do we gotta think about paying bills and our friends getting beat up and thrown in jail and stuff? It ain't fair. I wish things were different."

"I know. Life ain't fair, I guess. Isn't that what dad used to tell us about that sort of thing?"

"That ain't a reason, that's crap. Sometimes I just wish things would be like they were before; when it didn't matter so much; when we still had our folks around to look after us."

"So what do you wish? You can't it both ways. Do you want it to be different or the same?"

"Both I guess. What do you wish?"

"Me?" asked Soda, with a hint of slyness in his voice.

"Yeah."

"I wish..."

"Uh-huh."

"I wish..."

"Yes?"

"I wish I WAS AN OSCAR MAYER WIENER."

"Soda!"

"What Pony? That is what I truly wish to be! Why! Ask me why!"

"Okay, okay. Why?"

"Because, IF I WERE AN OSCAR MAYER WIENER, everyone would be in love with- You sing."

"Everyone would be in love with-"

"Everyone would be in love with MEEEEEEE!"

"If you two don't shut up, I'm comin' in there and pound your faces until you look like an Oscar Mayer wiener!"

"Okay. Sorry," offered Soda. We muffled our laughter with pillows. "Hey Darry?"

"WHAT?!"

"My bologna has a first name..."

"Ughh! I hate bologna!" I moaned.

Soda really could make me smile no matter what. Too bad Darry wasn't feeling the same way.

A/N: hehe. Well, what'd ya' think?