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Ponyboy awoke with a start, dazed and discombobulated as he rubbed his eyes.

He felt the bedsheets shift and turned around to see his best friend sitting up, yawning.

"Mornin' Pone," He muttered as the younger stretched.

"Mornin' Johnnycakes," he replied, grinning as he grabbed a pillow and smacked the other in the face with it.

"Hey! What was that for!" Johnny said, grabbing a pillow and smacking the other with it.

"Because we didn't have time to do this las tonight before bed!" Pony whined, throwing the pillow towards Johnny as he fell off - his bed really wasn't meant for two people, not even one is seemed.

"Oh cut it out!" Johnny exclaimed as Pony attempted to grab the other's ankle and drag him to the ground so he could tackle him.

"Stay back, you hood!" Johnny teased, accidentally kicking the other in the face.

Suddenly, the door opened, and the two froze.

"SODA GET YOUR FAT @SS OVER HERE! I GOT MORE BLACKMAIL!" Steve hollered, snapping a quick photo with his camera.

"More?" Pony repeated quizzically as he stood up.

"Johnny get ready," he whispered, sneakily snatching up a pillow to throw.

The older nodded.

"There we go," Soda grinned as he saw the image.

"Get your butts over here, we ought to show you two something," Soda said sweetly, taking the two off guard.

Giving each other a glance that said "Dont fall for it man" they nod, holding a pillow behind their backs sNeAkiLy as they advanced towards their enemies.

Pony's face grows red as he sees the photo, Johnny's eyes widening.

"OI! THROW IT AWAY, HOOD!" Pony practically screamed as he hit his older brother with the pillow.

Johnny takes it as a sign to go and whacks Steve in the face, the boy stunned.

"GIVE IT HERE!" Pony screeches as Soda and Steve make a run for it.

Ponyboy and Johnny chase the two around the house, having dropped the pillows onto the floor as they attempted to tackle the two.

"GIMME IT!" Pony shouted as he managed to tackle his brother, however getting interrupted by the sound of someone yelling at them.

"OH SHUT Y'ER TRAP! IT'S SIX IN THE MORNIN' AND I'M TRYING TO GET SOME SLEEP!" Darry exclaimed as Johnny winced from the loud noise.

"Damn," Steve whispered as Soda cleared his throat, the two brothers standing up.

"Sorry Darry," Pony muttered sheepishly. "Yeah, sorry Dar. Didn't mean to man," Soda said as the other sighed.

"Yeah, whatever Pepsi-Cola, it;s alright. Just take it outside, would'ya?" He sighed, walking into the kitchen to make some coffee.

"Will do, Superman," Steve grinned as Soda tussled his hair.

"See ya boys later," Darry muttered, heading back to his room to - as the Curtis Boys presumed - go back to studying.

The amount of focus that their older brother had on school was rather concerning, and the two would definitely eat out their brother for his unhealthy study habits soon enough.

For now? Their goal was to get the photo away from Steve and Sodapop long enough to burn it...

Fin.

11/11/22 

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