-Every Sunday night the gang has a Game of Thrones viewing party. -Darry constantly sneaks out of a night to go to Starbucks when the boys are asleep, because he is just so damn stressed out that he needs a venti sized Americano. -The boys are constantly going to the cinemas to watch all the latest Disney movies, their favourite currently is Finding Dory, Dally cried 3 times but threatened to beat the shit out of the boys if they ever told anyone. -Although Steve and Sodapop would never admit it aloud, their favourite show is Dance Moms and they have all 6 seasons on DVD. -Ponyboy is apart of GSA (gay, straight alliance) at school and frequently goes to meetings, dragging Johnny along. -Dallas broke his ribs whilst jumping off the roof and into a pool for a vine… he spent three nights in hospital and immediately deleted the video afterwards, Two-Bit has a copy though. -Two-Bit prides himself on being able to shop lift iPhones and expensive things and often boasts about it… even though you’re absolutely angry at him for doing it, you’re slightly impressed. -Sodapop’s favourite TV show is Parks and Rec because he thinks he looks exactly like Chris, but Darry doesn’t see the similarities… -Sodapop constantly goes to Lush and buys like 7 bath bombs because he likes how the water changes from clear to midnight blue in only 1 minute. -Steve is obsessed with James Corden’s “Carpool Karaoke” and is constantly uploading videos to youtube with him and the gang singing songs… -Ponyboy is an avid protester of police brutality towards people of colour and he is always at peaceful protests, he always takes Johnny along.
You wrapped Two-Bit in your arms as you gently as you could muster, you knew his heart was still tender.
“It’s okay, Two-Bit” You whispered, pressing your lips to his forehead. “It’s okay to be upset about it, you can cry- I won’t tell anyone” You promised.
“He is gone” He said gruffly. “Mickey Mouse is gone”
Two-Bit was talking about the dog you had gotten him for his birthday almost 4 years ago… you hadn’t seen the big, tough, scary greaser that ecstatic in so long. Two-Bit fell so damn in love with that dog that you were slightly jealous of it.
But now he was gone, some damn drunk driver had hit Mickey right in front of Two-Bit’s eyes… you watched on sadly as Two-Bit cradled the fully grown dog that he had loved and genuinely cared for die right before his eyes.
“I know sweet heart, I know” You whispered, holding him even tighter. “And it’s not fair.”
“The guy didn’t even stop to see what he had hit- he just kept driving, who would do that? He drove right on over him like he was nothing… do you think Mickey was in pain before he died?”
“No” You lied softly, in fact, you could tell the poor little thing was, he was whimpering and whining the whole time. “I’m sure he went peacefully knowing that his best friend was with him.”
“Yeah… yeah you’re right.” Two-Bit murmured, wiping away his tears as he took one last look at his best friend. “He was such a good dog”
“Yeah he was.” You agreed. And Mickey Mouse really was, he was the best dog in the world.
Whenever you or Two-Bit were sad he’d curl up next to you and put his head on your lap tenderly, whimpering because he could feel your pain radiating from your soul.