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@greaserbaby
dally: hey johnny
johnny: hey dal how are you?
dally, whilst looking nervously at steve tapping The Holy Bible menacing against his hand: ive had better days
johnny: well why dont i make it better? ; )
steve: i will pray for y'all to stop the goddamn sin and chill the fuck out
dally: hey johnnycake I really love your smile
johnny: well shoot dal thanks
dally: y'know what'd be a better use of that mouth?
johnny: no what?
dally: sucking m-
steve: *slams The Holy Bible against dally's head* THOU SHALT NOT FUCKING SIN YOU PIECE OF SHIT
me: [is still currently upset that darry curtis is still underrated]
Sodapop: Is masturbating while smoking weed called masturblazing?
Steve: No, it’s called highjacking.
Two-bit: Guys, no, it’s weedwhacking.
Ponyboy: No, it’s called disappointing your mother
u ever realize that pony didn’t write his story until after dallas was dead and this bitch still called him ugly wtf
dad steve™ would 100% let his kids color in his tattoos with magic markers while he watched tv just think about it
Steve: *lifeguarding*
Pony: *drowning*
Steve: I’d save him, but who am I to play God?
What Sports Your Child is Playing Preference Pt.2
Dallas Winston: Karate
He knew being a dad, well a step-in dad, would be a major role in everyone’s life. Safety is always a big safe with the different classes, the community and of anyone. You want your son to protect himself, but you don’t blades and fist fights every night. It was Dally’s idea since your son will be fighting responsibly.
Darry Curtis: Gymnastics
Without even consulting you about it, he had already signed up the girls for gymnastics. He was so excited they were going to start classes soon that he bought them matching leotards. You were happy that the girls and their dad could spend time together. Here comes the nights staying up all night adding bling to their outfits.
Two-Bit Mathews: Volleyball
It was hard trying to find a sport your girl can sign up for. You went from soccer to ballet to basketball to tennis. You let her choose from all the different sign up booths and she went to volleyball. It was hard for her at first because of how small she was. It was the decision she wouldn’t change though.
Steve: I live in fear that someone will kidnap my great friend’s brother, Ponyboy who lives at 822 58th St, apt 2 on the 4th floor, keeps door unlocked can’t miss it.
Ponyboy: Johnny, let me see what you have.
Johnny: *running* a knife!
Ponyboy: NO!
Bob: Why does he have a knife?
Headcanons for how the gang reacts when they drop you off at college?
- The entire gang wants to witness this special moment of your life so they all try fitting themselves in the truck. Darry’s the driver, you’re in the passenger’s seat, Ponyboy’s behind you, Two-Bit’s behind Darry, and Soda, Steve, Dallas, and Johnny are chillin’ in the bed of the truck.
- Ponyboy gets all teary eyed when the truck drives up to the entrance of the college bc he’s emotional and cares about you a lot.
- Darry is incredibly proud of you, he’s the first to hug you goodbye. He holds you for a long while and tells you how good you’ll do and that if you ever need him, call him up as soon as possible. It’s an honor that you’re doing what he wished he could’ve done.
- Two-bit’s usual comical mood becomes serious and genuine. “You’ll do just fine, doll,” and he’ll stare up at the school before looking back at you and smiling. He’ll hug you before patting your back for reassurance that you’ll do well.
- Dallas hops out of the truck and walks over to you. “College, huh? It’s crazy how far you’ve gotten, man.” He’s a bit stunned that it’s actually happening and that all this time has passed. He warns that if anyone messes with you, he’ll take care of it. He also warns you to do good and to stick with it. Dallas prolly won’t admit it, but he’ll miss you a ton.
- Sodapop and Steve pull you into a tight group hug and Soda gets all teary eyed like Pony did. “You better be on top, you hear? Invite us to one of them college parties, I heard those are wild.” “You’ll do great, I bet. Man, I can’t believe this is actually happening…” and Soda keeps pulling you into hugs bc he’s so sad to see you go.
- Johnny is pretty bummed about you leaving, but he’s also happy for you. He saved a small gift for this special day. It’s a charm that he spent a lot of time making special for you so that you’d always be close to home in a sense. He claims it’s for good luck and comfort for when they can’t be there. “I’ll miss you a whole lot. You’ll turn out to be something great. Good luck out there.”
- Ponyboy is last to say goodbye to you and he hugs you so tight. Like, he’s trying his best not to cry and he’s hiding it well. Once he pulls away, he smiles warmly at you, “I don’t want to see you go, but this is a great opportunity. Do well out there, okay? Tell me how it is.”
steve: hey i can't find someone, can i make an announcement?
store clerk: sure
steve, leaning into the microphone: goodbye ponyboy, you fucking dumbass
Johnny: -I shouldn't have gotten you in this mess, Ponyboy. You're only thirteen-
Ponyboy: -CORRECTION, I AM FOURTEEN YEARS OLD AND A MONTH.
Johnny: Right... That's what I meant-
Ponyboy: YOU BEST BELIEVE IT. FOURTEEN, THAT'S RIGHT. F-O-U-R-T-E-E-N. JULY 22, 1951. LAST TIME I CHECKED, THAT WAS FOURTEEN YEARS AND A MONTH AGO. I'M ALMOST ON THE BRINK OF MANHOOD, JOHNNY. IT'S SO CLOSE, I COULD ALMOST TASTE IT.
Johnny: I-
Darry: I assume you realize this kind of idiocy will not be tolerated in my house.
Sodapop: Is there another type of idiocy you would be more comfortable with?
Greasers
Sodapop: Listen up, fives. A ten is speaking.
Sodapop: Darry, can we talk? One ten to another.
Darry: I'm an eleven, but continue.
