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"Can somebody explain to me how we're supposed to separate these three?" asked Sodapop as he stood in the doorway of his older brother's room. Darry, Two-Bit, and Dallas were sprawled in the bed in a messy tangle of limbs, heads resting on shoulders, chests, or legs.
"How did they even end up like that? When I went to bed last night, Dally and Johnny were on the couch and Two-Bit was on the chair. What the heck happened after that?" asked Ponyboy as he leaned around his brother and peered into the room, holding back a chuckle at the trio. His head whipped around towards the front door when he heard it swing open, hearing the familiar 'thump' of Johnny's books hitting the kitchen table.
"You ready for school yet, Pone? I thought you wanted to leave early this morning to hit the library before homeroom?" asked the smallest of the Greasers as he walked back the hall to try and find his best friend.
"I got a little sidetracked." replied the youngest of the Curtis brothers' as he gestured towards the bedroom. They all jumped a bit when they heard the oldest Greaser's voice pipe up from his position on the bed, where he was partly under Dally and half on Two-Bit.
"For the love of God, stop staring and get him off of me. I'm being smothered here." ordered Darry as he shifted his position on the bed, earning him grunts and groans from the other two Greasers in his bed.
"Noooo. You don't get to move yet, I'm comfy." complained Two-Bit as he tried to wrestle the older of the gang back down into a laying position. Darry growled very lowly under his breath, barely audible, but the vibrations coming from his chest were felt by both of the Greasers in his bed. It took only a matter of sleep seconds for it to register with the other two what the sound was before they quickly flailed their way off of the wolf.
"Pony, Johnny, go to school. Soda, Steve should be here soon, he'll be able to give you a ride to the DX unless you two want a ride from me." explained Darry with hints of firmness in his voice to get his point across to them.
"We'll hitch a ride from ya' once you're around." explained Sodapop as he walked away from the bedroom with Pony and Johnny trailing after him. The trio sat up in the bed and rubbed the sleep from their eyes, either leaning against the wall or against the headboard.
"Which of you two are going to school today?" asked the oldest of the trio as he slid himself out of bed and walked over the closet, where he started to root through the clothes for an older pair of jeans to wear to work.
"We both are." replied Dally as he ran a hand through his already sleep mused hair.
"I might dip out halfway through but we'll both be there for the most part." added in Two-Bit with a sleepy mumble as he flopped himself back down onto the bed.
"Good, I want one of you to be with or near Ponybody today. I don't want that Alpha making any moves on him, I'll be at work so I won't be able to be the barrier. I'll need one of you two to do that. I don't know if that Alpha actually goes to that school or he's just scouting." explained Darry as he pulled on his jeans and slid his belt around his hips.
"We'll keep an eye on the kid." reassured Two-Bit as he nodded his head at the older of the trio.
(Time Lapse)
"Darrel! Get your butt down here, Curtis, and grab something to drink! You've got a visitor here!" called out Treyton, one of the Managers, from the ground as he looked up at the rest of the crew that were currently working on the client's roof, that had caved in during the last heavy downfall of rain. Darry picked up his towel off of one of the beams and wiped it down over his shoulders before he turned on his heel and made his was carefully back across the roof, minding where he was stepping. Of course, he would heal if he got hurt, but it would be a bit too hard to explain if a wound was gone within minutes. After making his way down off the roof and down the latter, his feet now firmly planted on the ground, his icy eyes scanning the area for where Treyton had gone off to. His nostrils flared a bit as he brought the scents around him over the roof of his mouth in an attempt to locate who was coming to him at work.
"Get a move on, Darrel! The faster you see this person the faster you can get back on the roof!" called out the Manager from inside the one Office building near the house location, the wolf following the man's voice until he walked into the far garage of the building.
"There's no need to rush the kid, this won't take long at all." explained an unfamiliar male voice, weighed down by a think accent, matching an accent from Spain. The blood in Darry's veins went ice cold when the scent coming from the unknown male wafted over the roof of his mouth, he was about to go face to face with the Alpha.
"Can we have a few minutes alone, Sir?" asked the Beta as he turned his attention to the Manager, who nodded his head once and left that section of the building, leaving the wolves in his wake. Darry locked eyes with the Alpha and let the icy blue color bleed through, being rewarded with the response of the Alpha's eyes bleeding through with a deep red.