Outsiders Short Stories and Spoofs +Some

Darkness & Storms & Sheep

(Soda's POV)

It was a dark and stormy night and we were feeding sheep. One of Darry's friends was out of town showing off some of their other sheep, and he was asked to feed their other animals. We had to feed them tonight and Darry was at work late so we didn't have time before the storm came in. We didn't want to stay home alone so Two-Bit, Pony, Dallas, Johnny, Steve, and I tagged along. "Go get a scoop of corn, Soda!" Darry yelled from across the pens.

"Okay!" I went into the shed, and got a scoop. I heard whispering from outside, then the metal door slam shut and I heard a click and I was locked in. I heard laughing, "Hey!" I yelled, pounding on the door, "Let me out!"

(Two-Bit's POV)

"Let me out!" Soda yelled from inside the shed.

I high-fived Pony, "Good one!"

Darry started walking down the pens, "Soda, hurry up!"

We burst out laughing, "Let me out!" We hear again and we stop when Darry glares at us.

"Did you lock him in there?"

"Maaaaaaaybe," I say, cocking an eyebrow, "What makes you think that?"

He rolled his eyes and flipped the lock, " Y'all need to stop doin' this especially you, Pone."

"We were just havin' fun Dar, loosen up," Pony said elbowing him in the side.

"Thanks, Darry, it's a little claustrophobic in there."

(Johnny's POV)

We're done at the other end of the pens, getting the chicken's eggs. "Dal, can you make sure I don't get stuck in the coop."

"Sure, kid," I go in with a flashlight and start collecting the eggs, sliding them into my jean jacket pockets.

"Dallas, the door!"

"Sorry, got distracted." He held up Steve's wallet in his hand, and I shook my head.

"Let me out!" I heard Soda yell, and Darry went marching down the aisle from the sheep's pen.

(Steve's POV)

"Hey!" I felt my pockets, "Where's my wallet?"

"Right here." I turn around and in Dally's hand is my wallet.

"Give it back!"

"Come and get it!" And he took off down the rows of pens.

"Don't leave me here! It's all dark and windy!" Johnny yelled taking off after us.

I ran into Two-Bit, and we started running in circles around Darry, "Won't y'all knock it off, you're behaving like kids."

Just as we finished his sentence, lightning flashed and thunder rolled. Everyone but Darry screamed and we took off for his truck. We crammed in and locked the doors, "That was a close one." Soda says, breathing heavily.

"Wait." Dallas looks around the truck, "Where's Johnny?"

We turn and look out the window, and Johnny's just now reaching the truck, with Darry not far behind him.

"Unlock the door now!" Darry yelled, exasperated.

"Crap, we're screwed," Pony whispered under his breath.

"Just stay calm," Two-Bit replied.

Soda unlocked the door, "Heeeeeey, Darry, Johnny. It's a fancy meeting you here."

"What is wrong with you guys?" We were silent and all looked at each other. "Well?"

"It's dark," Two-Bit started.

"And stormy," Dally continued.

"And we were feeding sheep," I finished.

Darry sighed, "I give up. I'll finish this alone and then we're goin' home." Johnny climbed in and we turned on the car, starting up the radio, and turning it up loud to block the noise of the storm.