Disclaimer: I do not own The Outsiders. The book Two-Bit is reading in the Curtis house is Tex by S.E. Hinton.

Well, this is the best present I've ever gotten. My little sister is pregnant by my best friend. What's next? Is Hell gonna freeze over? Is Heaven going to catch flames? Is Dally going to prance through a field of roses singing, 'I love you, you love me, we're all one big family.'? The first two seem more probable. I rubbed the back of my head and chewed on my top lip. Kendra was staring at me, looking a bit hurt. She looked hurt? How does she think I feel? Mom was staring at me too.

"I'm going... um... somewhere..." I said, backing to the door. Kendra stepped for me but I just backed up more.

"Keith..."

"I'll... see ya'll later..." I grabbed my coat and walked out the door, shutting it behind me. I leaned my back against it, then slid down into a sitting position. I was rubbing my temples, sorting my thoughts. Okay, I told myself, Ken is nineteen, and pregnant... Got that. Steve got her pregnant... got that too. A T-bird was driving down the road. It passed my house, then backed up a moment later. I got up, slung on my coat, and walked out to it.

"Two-Bit, what's goin' on?"

"Hey Buck..." My voice was scratchy. That didn't bother me.

"Need a ride, man?"

"Where ya goin'?"

"I'll go past the Curtis' if yew want me to." He reached over and opened the passenger door. I slid in and slammed the door. He was looking at me funny. "So why were yew sittin' on yer lonesome on yer porch?"

"I just got the worst birthday gift ever." I admitted, running a hand through my greased hair. He revved the car and sped down the road.

"Naw, it can't be too bad." he said. I looked at him funny this time.

"I just found out my sister is pregnant, Buck..." I barked out.

"Yer sista? Ain't she goin' out wit that Randle kid?"

"Yeah, Buck." He slammed on the brakes, sending me forward to catch my self on the dashboard. I kicked the door open and got out.

"Well, yew take care now, ya hear?"

"Yeah, you too." I said, slamming the door as he revved off again. I opened the gate and walked in their front yard. Curtis house, same 'ol, same 'ol. I walked up the stairs and poked my head through the door. "Anyone home?" I went on in and looked around. Dally was looking up at me from the couch.

"I'm home," he said.

"I see that." I sat down in Darry's chair and ended up in a staring contest with Dally, who won of course. I picked up a book on Darry's table and looked at it. I cracked it open and read from the first page.

"Somethin's wrong with you, Two-Bit." Dally told me.

"What makes you say that?"

"You never read." Still, I continued to read the book. 'There ain't no bear in that bush, I said'. Boring, I flipped a few pages. 'Mason was swearing and slamming me across the face, and when that didn't knock me loose, he rolled off and...' "What happened?" Dally interrupted my reading. I looked up at him.

"What do you mean...?"

"You're never this quiet unless you're asleep"

"Nothin's..."

"Is it Kendra?"

"What?"

"Steve?" he got up. I remained silent and ducked behind my book. Dally was coming right up to me. I stared at him from over the book. "Tell me what's wrong wit ya."

"Nothin's wrong with me."

"Something's wrong. I can tell." I didn't answer him. Finally, I think he had given up and decided to beat it out of me. He grabbed the collar of my shirt and lifted me out of the chair. I dropped the book and stared at him. In one motion, he grinned at me and flipped me to the ground. He had my arms behind my back and one of his legs over both of mine, pinning me down.

"Ow..." I moaned out. Dally had his chin on my shoulder.

"Tell me and I'll release ya."

"Nothings wrong!" his grip tightened, "Ow!"

"Tell me!" At that point I felt his knee in my spine and pressing hard.

"OW! Dallas! Let me go!" I screamed at him. My eyes closed. Man, he's worst than a Soc if he wants to be.

"Tell me and I'll let ya go!"

"Kendra is pregnant!"

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