Quandary ~Johnnyboy, Stevepop, Dal-Bit

journey!

Monday, July 22nd Johnny's POV:
Today is Pony's Birthday!
And I didn't stay the night at his house last night because I wanted to look my absolute best when I showed up to his house with his gift.

I put on my rainbow flower earrings, a matching necklace, my bracelets, a white squiggly headband, a heavily-floral off the shoulder loose crop top, my low-rise light blue jorts with a white belt, my frilly-flower socks and my white Air Forces. That's how you know I mean business. If I'm actually wearing my air forces.

I get all my gifts for him and get in the car. My dad lets me drive, but he looks very worried in the passengers seat.

When we get there he tells me goodbye and says "tell Pony I said 'happy birthday'."

"Okay, bye Dad." I tell him.

I walk through the door. It's not locked during the day.

"Look who showed up!" Mrs. Curtis cheers. Everyone else is already here.

I feel late, "happy birthday!" I tell Pony.

He walks up to me in admiration, he takes my hand and twirls me around, "wow..." he sounds amazed.

I laugh.

"You're beautiful." The way his eyes shimmer at me is everything.

"Thank you." I smile.

"Okay, I'm ready to open my gifts now that my man's here." He takes my waist and sits me in a chair right next to him.

He gets clothes and shoes and books and hair dye. I guess we're both gonna go down that hole again.

Finally he gets to my gift.

"Oh my Gosh it's me." He sounds amazed as he looks at the painting. It's a portrait, but not one he sat and stood for. One that has only happened in my brain. In it, his hair is wet and the background is a beach, but all you see is him tugging me and laughing. The upper half of his face is his skin tone, his blushed skin and where his eyes would be it says 'Ponyboy!' In the flirtiest hand writing I could do. On my hand that's he's grabbing its my Signature, J.C. 2024.

"How long did this take you?" Tommy looked astounded.

"A week." I shrug. Not super long at all.

His hand goes back in the bag.

He pulls out one of the little boxes. Inside is our matching necklaces.

"Oh my Gosh! They're peanut butter and jelly's!" His ecstatic, as he puts his on. I put mine in too.

His side is a little piece of bread with peanut butter on it. Mine is bread with grape Jelly on it because I know he prefers grape over strawberry.

"Ahhhh, it's so cute!" He grins.

"The back has your initials engraved in it." I tell him.

He looks and gasp, "does yours?" He flips mine and when he lets go, the jelly and the peanut butter snap together.

"Magnets." I smile.

He gives me a hug, "Ya'know when I'm walking around and people say 'Who finishes your sandwich?' I'm gonna get to say, 'oh my jelly? It's Johnny'." He blushes.

"You still have one last thing." I tell him.

"How could I possibly have more? This sandwich is all I need."

That makes us all laugh.

He takes out the other little box.
"I don't know what's in here, but this a pretty ass box." The box was blinged out with rhinestones. I had gotten a little bored.