Pony was 10 years old, Johnny was 12, and Soda was 13, along with Steve. Darry was 16, and Two-bit was 15. (Yes, he is driving under age)
"There they are." Two-bit said hitting Darry to get his attention.
"Oh hey Pony and Johnny." Darry said with a smile
"Hey Dar! How was school?" Pony asked with a smile. Johnny following behind Pony.
"Eh same old same old, can't wait till I'm out and going to college." Darry shrugged. Suddenly, Soda trips in face first.
"Ow! Steve if you're thinking about pranking me, maybe don't do something this obvious." Soda said, pointing to his shoes. The laces were tied together.
"Oh yeah sure, you still fell for it." Steve laughed, helping Soda back to his feet.
"Yeah whatever, Hey guys, you ready?" Soda asked
"Ready? For what?" Pony asked, confused
"He didn't tell you?" Steve asked
"Well we are just going on a little trip it isn't that much-" Darry said
"Still." Steve mumbled, crossing his arms and leaning against the hood of the car.
"Just everyone get in or I am leaving without you." Two-bit said, getting into his car. Johnny and Pony were sitting in the back, Steve and Soda in the middle seat and Darry and Two-bit in the front seats. We drove around for a while when Steve moved to the middle of the seat to look play some game with Soda, and Two-bit slowed down pulling into a Dairy Queen. They all hoped out and made their way inside to get food. The six of them sat across two booths, Pony, Johnny and Darry at one and Two-bit, Steve, and Soda sitting at the other. When they were there, a younger kid, who was wearing ripped jeans, black shirt, and black leather jacket. He had very blonde hair, and very blue eyes. Eyes that just wanted to watch the world burn, burn with hatred from him. He looked like a kid that you wouldn't mess with and win against. Johnny was staring at him, until Two-bit snapped him out of it.
"Johnny? what'cha lookin' at?" Two-bit asked, cocking an eyebrow, looking in the direction he was. Johnny nodded in the way of the teenager. The attention of the gang shifted over to the blonde. However, everyone tried to start a conversation again, but it was hard. The blonde was pacing near the cash register which no one was at. His hand was in his pocket, and when he took it out he obviously had a switchblade in it. The kid jumped over the counter, and using his switchblade to unlock the money for the register. He was looking up every now and then, he saw a bunch of socs a whole gang pull up, and he hid behind the counter hoping to not be caught.
Pony noticed them and hit the table getting everyone's attention "Soc's 11 o' clock." Pony said and everyone turned round and sure enough 5 socs all came into the restaurant looking for a fight.
"Do you guys smell something?" one said, covering his nose.
"Ew it smells like trash and grease." Another replied.
"oh look at that. Hey Grease!" a soc said and they all were glaring at Johnny in particular.
The socs slowly walked over to the gang, and Johnny tried to ignore them.
"grease, its rude to ignore people y'know." one soc said. The gang death stared the socs and they all acted super scared.
"y'know guys, I think its time we show these grease balls, how to respect their superiors." Another soc said pulling out a blade. They now had all of the gangs attention. Two-bit pulled out his switch too. The soc did not like that. he picked Johnny up by the collar and held the blade to his throat. "Don't even think about it grease." he said, and another slithered behind pony and held a blade to his throat too.
"You guys try to pull any funny tricks, or bring any blades out and these two get it." the soc threatened.
"Hey!" a voice said, but it wasn't anyone from the gang speaking up. The soc's turned around and the gang looked forward. The blonde teenager had gotten up on the counter, and his blade was out in his hands. The teen looked at johnny and he made a promise to himself. A promise to always be there for him and help him. He saw the same kid he was in Johnny. The same kid who was abused by his dad, and introduced to the bad of the world at a young age.
The socs laughed because he was just a 13 year old trying to pick a fight with a bunch of 17 year old socs. "What are you gonna do? bite our ankles?" a soc said
"I might. depends if you take your filthy ass hands off of them." he said, jumping down and walking up to the socs, he was easily a good head shorter than them. which made Johnny and Pony look like ants to them.
"what happens if we don't?" a soc asked bending down to look at dally in his eyes. Two-bit smiled knowing that this soc was just about to have his ass handed to him. The teen smiled dangerously, before kicking the soc in the gut making him fall to the ground, and the others charged towards him, starting more little fights. Soda, Steve, Darry, and Two-bit all got up and fought others. each of them were giving a soc what they deserved. The gang came out barely touched. Pony had made his way over to johnny, helping him with the cut they accidentally made on his neck.
"they aren't worth it guys lets get out of here." One soc said before scurrying to his feet, and running away. The blonde teen had to be pulled off of one of the socs by Two-bit and Darry, because he was not giving up. He got out of their grip and made his way over to Johnny.
"you okay?" he asked, and got a simple nod from Johnny.
"thanks, by the way." Johnny added quietly, and got a nod from the blonde. The gang walked back out to the car with the blonde.
"whats you're name?" Johnny asked once they were outside.
"Dally, what about you guys?" Dally asked
"I'm Johnny, this is Ponyboy, Sodapop, Steve, Darry, and Two-bit." Johnny introduced everyone. Everyone climbed into the car and Two-bit smiled at Dally
"Welcome to the gang, Dally." Two-bit smiled
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The Young Greasers
Fanfiction(I do take requests) Ponyboy, Dally, Johnny, Steve, Two-bit, Sodapop, and Darry growing up. This is a small thing of what I thought The greasers would be like growing up and meeting eachother at younger ages. (I do not own any of these characters...
