HIII!! I was wondering if u could do the boys from the outsiders having a waitress Friend and they all show up at her work to bother her and ask her stupid things like “since we’re ur friends this is all free right??” lol💕
Sodapop, followed by Two-Bit and Steve, slid into a booth, smiling widely. You internally groaned as the rest of the gang sat down as well.
“Hey guys! What can I get you?” You chirped.
“Ah, really?” Two-Bit sighed dramatically. “You’re using your customer service voice on us?”
“Fine.” Your voice dropped back to its normal tone. “Usual order?” You made eye contact with each of the boys, them nodding in confirmation. “Great.” You scribbled down the orders you had long memorised, asking, “Any other drinks or sides?”
“We’re good.” Darry interrupted before anyone could say anything that could rack up the bill.
“I wanted Coke!” Soda whined.
Darry shook his head. “You can get free Coke from the DX. You’re fine with water.”
“Got it,” you winked at the boys before going off and passing their order to the chef.
The rest of your shift went easily, your other customers being very pleasant. However, whenever you tended to your friends, they always pushed you to ignore your job and sit with them. After their meal was finally done, the boys lazily eating, rapidly talking, and annoying you whenever possible, you smacked down the bill in front of them.
“W-What’s this?” Steve asked, mouth full of the chocolate cake he ordered.
“Your bill.” You frowned. “You all come here every week. What do you mean, ‘What is this?’”
“But we’re your friends!” Soda protested, quickly snagging some of Steve’s cake for himself.
“Yeah…” You were unsure of where this was going.
“We shouldn’t have to pay!” Two-Bit added on.
“I’m sorry?” You peered at them. “You guys owe ten dollars.” (I did the calculations. This is correct.) “I’m not letting you rob this fine establishment of its money!” You made it a couple seconds before snickering at your own joke.
“Ten dollars?” Pony’s mouth fell open. “What the hell did you guys order?!”
Darry sighed and rolled his eyes. “Cough it up!” He ushered the boys to grab their wallets. Everyone handed in two dollars (except for Dally who only shoved in one dollar and Darry who gave three to make up for Johnny’s single dollar), leaving you with their money and a one dollar tip. (Again, at that time, it's a very good tip.)
“Two dollars down the drain….” Soda mumbled sadly.
“Two dollars for your meal.” You corrected, starting to walk away.
“You’re still hanging out with us after your shift, right?” Johnny called after you. You turned around and gave them a thumbs up, eliciting cheers from the group.
“Thanks for the food!” Ponyboy yelled out. “It was… decent!”
“Don’t shoot the messenger,” you remind him, leaving the table to help the other customers.
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Sleeping
So I had this idea to write a lil story, so enjoy?
Ponyboy and Johnny lay there, both dozing off. Pony sat in the warm embrace of Johnny’s arms, feeling Johnny’s chest pressed against his cheek. Laying on the couch with the T.V. playing softly in the background. After a few minutes of sleep; Darry opened the door and walked inside. He looked over and saw the sleeping pair. He knew Two-Bit would come over any minute. Worried that he would wake the other two up he carried them upstairs, one at a time. It was a dificulte time as Johnny had a death grip around Pony’s waist. Once he pried the two apart he carried Ponyboy to his room. Johnny walked over too, half asleep. Once they were settled Darry covered them up in blankets and placed a pillow under Johnny’s head. He stood and watched them sleep for a moment, until he heard the door open again. Once he walked out of the room he closed the door softly and started the short walk down the hall. The next sight to his eyes was his other brother; Sodapop, and Steve. They laid there on the same couch that Ponyboy and Johnny were just sleeping on. They were almost asleep and clearly tired. Darry grabbed Ponyboy’s beloved copy of Gone with the Wind and threw it at the second sleeping pair he had seen that day. “Wake up!” He yelled. “Do the dishes and sleep on your own time!”. Soda and Steve bolted up right and stared at Darry. Sodapop got up and motioned for Steve to follow. “The favoritism of this household!” Soda yelled from the kitchen. Darry sat down in his chair and smiled to himself, knowing that he didn’t allow Steve to sleep. At that very moment Two-Bit busted the door down. Only Darry knew that Two-Bit would have woken Soda and Steve first.
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Hello, Hello. I Am "Two-Bit." Name Still Pending. I Assume Someone In OSHA Knows Of Bobit, My Predecessor. I Require Assistance.
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hello!! I stumbled apon your blog a little while ago and really love your way of words! It’s beautiful, thank you for writing by the way <33 if you have a chance can you do Johnny Cade trying to hint that he likes you but we’re painfully oblivious to what he’s doing and we keep debating whether it’s platonic or romantic, but the whole gang notices (because it’s pretty obvious) and teases us for it sometimes? Tysm btw!! <33
Helloooo! Sorry this is so bad but with school and exams and the holidays it just slipped my mind 😅 Thank you for your wonderful words! A fantastic, amazing idea!
“Hey, Y/n? Do you wanna go to the drive-in later today? There’s a movie playing I think you’ll like?” You could practically hear the nervousness spelling itself out as Johnny asked you to a movie.
Even though this was a common occurrence, Johnny asking you to a movie or Dairy Queen, you kept debating whether he just wanted to be friends or not. Johnny hung out with Pony and Dally all the time; maybe he just saw quality time as a thing necessary for his friendships? Or was Two-Bit and Pony correct in that Johnny liked you?
“Yeah! I would love to!” You said, never to refuse him. Obviously, as anyone would, you liked Johnny in a way that could only be described as a schoolgirl crush intensified by one hundred. “I’ll see you in English?”
“Yeah!”
“Great,” you waved goodbye to him, meeting up with Two-Bit in the halls of your school.
Two-Bit, with a grin that stretched ear to ear, snickered out, “You, my friend, are an idiot.”
“Not this again,” you sighed.
“Listen, kid,” he slung an arm around you. “This is a clear as broad daylight thing. The fact that you don’t see Johnny Cade’s crush for you is shockingly sad.”
“Two, I know I have a crush on him,” you started, “but I don’t know if he has a crush on me. And before you argue, he just went to the drive- in with Pony two days ago. Why am I any different?”
“Because he went with Pony, Dally, and Soda!” Two-Bit laughed out loud at your blindness. “Three other people! I haven’t seen him asking Darry or me to the drive-in tonight. He only asked you. Kid,” he looked down at you, a brotherly sternness coming over him. “I have heard from Johnny’s mouth itself that he likes you. Just go to the dang drive- in and tell him how you feel! We’re all rooting for you!” His voice lowered, “though if you could wait two weeks, you would really help me win ten dollars…”
You pushed Two-Bit away from you, scoffing. However, his words didn’t leave your head throughout the day. Through English, the walk home, and while you were getting ready, Two’s words ran through your head.
“Hey Y/n,” Johnny smiled when he picked you up at your house.
“Hi!” You took Johnny’s arm, as a bit of a joke, while you guys walked to the drive-in. After a while of silence, Johnny looking over at you curiously as conversation usually flowed easily between you, you said, “Two-Bit said something weird. He said that he heard that you liked me?”
“Well, yeah.” Johnny was taken aback by the suddenness of your words and turned bright red but tried to play it off. “You’re a cool friend. If I didn’t like you, why would I hang out with you?” He chuckled lightly, rubbing the back of his neck.
“He meant in a romantic way,” you corrected.
“Y/n,” Johnny sighed, “yeah, I do like you. I thought I made that clear enough when I kept asking you out to activities.”
“I thought you were just being nice!”
“No,” Johnny shook his head, smiling. “I like you. And, uh, I hope you like me too?”
“Yes!” You said loudly. “Of course I like you too!”
“Then, uh, can we count this as a first date?”
“I would love to.”
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