Before the Fall

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Inspo: That one video (can't find the link) and something else that I can't remember , it was from a fanfic tho someone's headcanons I think

This does contain platonic PB&J

Everyone had a plate of food, whether they sat at the dinner table or in the living room.

Mrs. Curtis had insisted that everyone ate something edible — she didn't want to see anyone starve today.

Mr. and Mrs. Curtis were sitting st the dining table with Johnny and Pony, while the others sat in the living room, watching Mickey Mouse except for Darry, who had insisted that he eat in his room as he finished up his homework, not wanting to do much over the weekend.

"This is delicious, Mrs. C!" Two-Bit called out as she grinned.

"Why thank you," she replied as he stood up to get another helping; with his mom, Two never ate anything as good as this, and he'd eat until he felt like he was gonna throw up.

"Hey Johnnycake," Pony started as the other looked up.

"Wanna sleepover?" He asked as Johnny looked over at Pony's parents for approval.

"It's fine with us," Mr. Curtis smiled as his wife nodded.

"Yeah, sure. That'd be cool," Johnny said softly as Pony grinned.

"You down for some Gone With The Wind?" He asked as Sodapop entered the dining room.

"If Johnnykid's sleeping over, can Steve, too?" He asked, placing his plate into the sink.

"I don't see why not," Soda's father said as the other nodded.

"OH STEEEEEVE!" Soda shouted as he waked back into the living room.

"Wanna sleepover?" He asked quietly as to not let the others hear; luckily, Two-Bit was too indulged in the show going on on the T.V. to hear while Dally was trying to figure out why it was so interesting to the others — he wasn't much of a stay at home watching "kid's shows" sorta guy, so this was a rather perplexing thing for him.

"Hell yeah I do!" Steve exclaimed, grinning.

"Ponyboy and Johnny are having their own thing, so they shouldn't get in the way for whatever you wanna do," Soda said as Steve nodded, grin not faltering at the slight mention of Pony's name.

"Imma head out now," Dallas said, stretching as he stood up, surprisingly taking his plate and bringing it to the sink.

"Bye guys," he grumbled, tired and probably gonna get crocked at Buck's, since he practically lived there.

"Don't do anything illegal son!" Mr. Curtis called out as the door slammed shut.

"Come on, dad! You know that ain't gonna do nothing!" Pony said as Darry quietly entered, noisily placing his empty plate into the sink before stumbling over to the living room and dropping onto his dad's recliner, falling asleep instantly.

"Tough day at school?" Mrs. Curtis muttered worriedly to no one in particular.

"Guess so," her husband said, sighing.

"He'll come around and walk over to his room soon enough for that sleepover of yours, boys," Mr. Curtis said as Pony and Johnny nodded; tonight was Ponyboy's turn to do the dishes, but since Johnny was there he figured why not ask the boy to hep.

"Why you two work as well as two peas in a pod!" Pony's mother joked as Johnny dried a clean dish and placed it onto the countertop.

"Well I ought to get going now, see you boys around!" Two-Bit exclaimed, handing Pony his plate and ruffling up the two's hair.