(Steve's POV)
"Hey, Steve!" Pony calls from the kitchen table.
"What?" I yell back.
"Come're we found somethin'!" Pony replies and I hear Two-Bit laughing.
I drop my plate of chocolate cake on the table, and the cake fell off. "What?"
"Look," Pony holds up a picture that's years old.
I grab the photo from his and and take a closer look at it. It's a picture of Soda and I from when we were eleven. We looked ridiculous. "Where'd you find this?" Two-bit fell off his chair.
"This old box of photos I found in the attic." The box is filled with hundreds of photos. Two-Bit got up and was going through the box and pulled out another.
"This one's even better, look." I looked at it and cringed, it was worse then the last one.
"We should show Evie these." Pony mutters under his breath.
My eyes went wide. "No! No! Evie does not need to see these." I try to take them out of his hands but he pulls back before I grab them.
He shoved them into Two-Bit's hand, "Go find her and show them!" He yelled and Two-But took off out the door. I ran out after him but Two-Bit had disappeared.
"I hate you."
"I know."
"I hope you get hit by a car."
"Crawl in a ditch and die."
" I'm gonna pu-" Soda walked in the house, coming home from work. "Aren't we just the greatest friends?"
"Yeah," Pony responded. Soda waved and kept walking to the back of the house.
"I'm gonna push you off a cliff," I told him in a quieter tone.
"Not if I push you off first."
"If you push me I'm taking you with me."
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Outsiders Short Stories and Spoofs +Some
FanfictionJust short stories and spoofs with the greaser gang. *Discontinued*