Y/n quietly stepped into the house. The whole gang was passed out in the living room. Aww, she thought, so peaceful
Everyone jumped out of their skin as they woke up to the sound of Y/n blasting her trumpet skills that she had learned while her father taught basic training to the future heroes of America. Once Johnny realized what psychopath was waking them up, he shouted, "Y/n!"
Everyone else looked up. "Y/n!" They exclaimed
Everyone stood up to hug her. "How was living on the military base with your dad?" Sodapop asked
"It was... stressful. They have got some super strong men there."
"Really? Do you think they can beat up Darry?" Ponyboy asked
"Of course they can, stupid. They beat up each other all the time."
Y/n went over to the couch. "Glad to be back?" Dally asked
"I am." Y/n answered, "I really am."
"We're glad you're back, too." Two-bit said, "Maybe you can scare Johnny's parents into behaving."
"Or teach Dally basic discipline." Steve joked
Dallas flipped him off after he said that. "See what I mean?"
"So did you kill anyone?" Sodapop asked
"Well, I almost did during target practice. But they recovered, so now I'm the proud owner of a shotgun." Y/n said
"Tell us more!" Ponyboy exclaimed
So she did. For the entire rest of the night, the gang was entertained with stories of basic military training.
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