Quandary ~Johnnyboy, Stevepop, Dal-Bit

Days

February 15th, Saturday
Johnny's POV:
We're back here, but in Soda's room this time. And Tommy's not here because he's at work.

We're all just kind sitting, him dabbling about random things.

"What's the stupidest question y'all have ever been asked?" Dally says out of th blue.

"How are you so blue-eyed?" Soda acts shocked as he says it.

"Is that your natural hair?" No, shit. It's coming out of my head." Two-bit nods.

We all laugh.

"Why are you bi-racial?" How would I know? Cause my dad wanted a bite of that negro-ussy. Or maybe cause they were married and got bored and fucked each other?" I shrugged.

Everyone was stuck in a gasp or shock.

Except for Pony who laughed his ass off.

"Gagged." He shook his head, he was bright red.

"Oh... Wow." Darry pinched his lips tightly back together.

The rest of them just kinda sat there fighting laughter.

"You know Johnny I don't know how you date a white boy?" Pony shrugs.

"Huh?" I nearly die of laughter. Everyone that was holding it in let's it out.

"I would never date white boy. They're just so so. They're boring and they're icky. Like what the hell?" He looks around.

"I love white boys they're so hot an they have manners. And they're really cute when you feed them seasoned food." I squish his face.

Pony hugs me and we fall over in Soda's bed.

"I swear one day some Steven Universe shit is gonna happen and we're gonna wake up and you guys are mashed together into one person." Two-bit says.

"I believe it." We answer together.

"Johnny, I'll never forget the summer when you were like ten, you were talking to someone and you said 'well me and my best friend can stay out in the sun too long. Or else his skin will fall off because he's too white'." The voice Darry said it in made up all cackle.

"No cuz Pony is very very white." Soda sighs.

"Pony, what's the most racist thing someones ever said to you?" Dally questions.

"One time me and Johnny were in a store or somewhere and when he walked off to go look at something this old country lady came up to be an was like, 'If you keep messing with those n-words, and she didn't say what he said earlier this white ass cracker said the real n-word with a hard 'r'. And she was like 'you'll end up with STDs and if you gets pregnant he'll leave you with the baby and get on drugs cause that's what n-words do.' and mind you,  I was like thirteen when this happened so we weren't even dating yet. He was still just my best friend I dreamt about a lot. And this old lady is sitting here saying. 'Beware of the n-words' and I'm just like 'bitch, say what you want, but Imma have all the black friends I want'. An also how are you racist, but not homophobic? Like, that's not adding up." Pony squints, shaking his head. Him slipping in and out of a country accent when he mimicked the old lady has me laughing.

"That whole situation was completely unnecessary." Darry shrugged.

"All the situations are usually pretty unnecessary." I nod.

"I think half of it isn't even really because we're a interracial couple. I think they only say things because we're gay. Because no one says shit to Tyrone or Bleckley." Pony sits up and I roll to my back.