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3rd person POV
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Ponyboy had been asleep the rest of the day. Not blinking an eye as Soda and Darry stood over him worriedly. Darry would occasionally check his temperature and frown at the results.
Two-bit came over as soon as he heard the news. Him and Steve would bum around the kitchen, eerily silent. They were all still coping with Johnny's death in their own ways.
"Where is Dal'" Two-bit asked Steve.
Steve who was fidgeting with a cigarette, trying to light it between his fingers shrugged.
"Stealing? In the cooler? Probably in trouble with the fuzz."
Two-bit shrugged, taking a swig from the beer he brought in earlier.
He wanted to go turn the tv on but Ponyboy was on the couch asleep since they didnt want to leave him in a room alone.
"Is that smoke I smell?" Darry boomed from his bedroom. "You better smoke that outside or I'll beat your heads in."
Steve and Two quickly hopped up from the chairs. "Guess that's our cue."
quietly they tiptoed past a sleeping Ponyboy, and an exhausted Sodapop leaning against the couch he was asleep on.
"Do you think he will be okay?" Two asked.
"Soda, or the kid?"
"Both."
Steve shrugged, still taking drags.
"I dont know. I know Soda is strong. He will be strong for his brother."
With that they headed outside. The image of their friends in their heads.
Out on the porch it was peaceful. Soc free. Just as it should be.
"You ever get nervous about where Dally is?" Two-bit asked.
"Not really." Steve shrugged.
It was silent for a moment. Nobody talked.
Until the front door swung open, nearly knocking Steve down the porch. A frantic Darry stood in the frame.
"Darry?"
"We gotta problem." He says "Dally just came in to deliver some news."
The three rushed inside, running into the living room where a roughed up Dally stood.
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Saving Pony
Fanfiction"How would you like to join your friend, Johnny?" The Soc on top slurred in my ear, smiling wickedly.The smell of whisky all too strong. It burns his nose, so Pony desperately tries to look away to no avail. • • Dally survives the night of Johnnys...
