Random One Shots!

The Outsiders

(Y/n) sat at the table with Darry, watching him calculate the bills. She sighed when he began to rub his temples, the sign that they didn't have enough for the month. At the sound of her sigh, Darry looked up at gave her a small smile. He began to do his calculations again, checking his math. (Y/n) reached over and rest her hand on his.
"How much this month?"
"Don't worry about it (Y/n)"
"Come on Dar, I can tell that we don't have enough. How much?"
"We're thirty short. But don't tell Soda or Pony"
"I won't. I never do. Let me help Dar, I have some money saved up"
"No, I can't take that from you. You're saving that for college."
"Staying together is more important than me going to college Dar, if we can't pay the bills, they will take Soda, Pony, and me away and you know it"
"But-"
"No buts, you know I'm right. Just take it Darry."
"Thanks (Y/n), I love you kiddo"
"Love you too Dar"

~Time Skip~

(Y/n) was preparing before a fight, she took a deep breath, before entering the arena. It wasn't much, just an abandoned warehouse, but it was like a second home. She had found the club a few years earlier, and had joined, knowing that she was a good fighter. The money she had been winning had been going toward college, and paying the bills, though (Y/n) would never tell the gang where she was getting the money from. But she didn't know how much longer she would be able to hide it from Darry, he had been asking where she had been getting the money, she had more than what she should have been getting from her job at the DX, where she worked with Steve and Soda, and he had started fearing the worst. (Y/n) had a tough opponent, his reputation said that he was unbeatable, but (Y/n) knew she had a good chance, she was small, and light on her feet, while he was large and bulky. It had been a long drawn out fight, but (Y/n) had won. She was given the money she had won and went home. When she entered the house, all eyes were on her,
"Where have you been?"
"Out"
"Out where? Don't give me attitude (Y/n)"
"I just went for a walk Dar, I'm fine, everything is fine"
(Y/n) walked down the hallway and into her room, closing the door behind her. After she had gone, Dally leaned toward Darry,
"Did you know she is in a fight club?"
"No, where did you hear that?"
"I was in town, trying to pick up a broad, and I heard some guys talking about a fight club, I didn't think much of it until I heard her name. Apparently she has quite the reputation, won the most matches, and beat the strongest guys"
"That must be where the money is coming from, she has too much for it to be from work"
The next day, none of the gang mentioned the fight club to (Y/n), they went about their usual routines. When (Y/n) had come back from her fight, her face was bruised, and she had a noticeable limp. She had tried to get past the gang without any questions being asked, but Darry stood in her way as she tried to go to her room,
"Where were you?"
"Out"
"Let's not do this again (Y/n), what happened to you?"
"Nothing important, just ran into some Socs on the way home"
"Are you sure this doesn't have anything to do with the fight club you are in?"
"H-how did you find out about that?"
Darry opened his mouth to answer, but Dally beat him to it,
"Word on the street has it that you have quite the rep in a fight club"
"I-"
"I don't really care that you are in it (Y/n), I just wish you would have told me, instead of lying to me"
"I'm sorry Dar, I just wanted to help"
"I understand, but I don't want you to get too hurt, you can't miss any school"
"I haven't lost yet"
"I can believe it"