A/N: Not sure if this is a fairy tale, but I'm going with it. -Amanda

Once upon a time in Tulsa, Oklahoma...

Darry flipped on the news channel, and once again the sightings for a serial killer were still  playing. Darry sighed. He wouldn't want any of his brothers or the gang members to get killed by this mysterious killer. It was too unreal. This killer was said to be tall, in a cowboy outfit, and headless. People recalled of hearing a neigh of a horse before a killing was committed. The community referred to this man as "The Headless Horseman".

Darry turned off the TV. He waited for the rest of the gang to enter the household. It was five in the afternoon and Darry left work early. He hoped everybody would show up tonight; the killings were becoming more and more frequent.

"HELLOOO!" shouted a voice from the door, and Darry jumped. Two-Bit came inside as his jolly old self and plopped down on the couch.

"Two-Bit, have you seen the others anywhere?" Darry asked.

"Nope," Two-Bit said popping the "p".

Just then Soda and Steve burst through the door, Soda on Steve's back. As usual it was Piggy-Back Tuesday. "Hiya," Soda said. Steve gave a 'sup'.

And then Dally and Johnny came through the door, but Soda kicked his legs and hit Dally dead in the face. "Damn you, Curtis!" Dally shouted, covering his bleeding eye. He couldn't see and tripped before him, stepping on Steve's shoe and Steve falling forwards into the floor and Soda flung into the air.

Soda suddenly crashed into the far window, the opposite side of where he was, and bounced off and crashed onto the floor. Steve fell on the floor holding his foot and  cried. "No my piggies!" he cried. He then looked at Dally who was in severe pain in his gushing eye. "YOU MONSTER!" Steve roared.

"It's throbbing!" Dally shouted, looking for some bandages. He fell over and onto the couch, got up, and received a Barbie bandage from Darry. Darry put it on Dally's throbbing eye. Dally took a sigh of relief a lit up a cigarette.

"Okay," Darry said, shutting the door after Johnny walked in. "I'm guessing everyone planned to get here before it got dark?"

"Whatever," Dally said. Two-Bit shoved three chocolate cakes into his mouth at once.

"I have a question," Johnny said.

"We're listening," Dally said.

"Has anyone seen Pony?"

The room suddenly got quiet. Soda got up from the floor and held his head. Two-Bit swallowed hard and just stared at everybody. Dally paused in lighting his cigarette. Steve twitched from the floor. And Darry stopped in his movements. Pony was supposed to be with Johnny, who was with Dally, who was picking up girls with Two-Bit, who was at the DX with Steve, who was working with Soda. Darry felt a shiver along his back. Ponyboy's curfew was at five-thirty. It got dark early in the fall. Pony should have been home, he always was. Darry felt nervous. Where the hell was his little brother at this time of murderous affairs?

"OK, speak up, all of ya, before I call the Headless Horseman to slug the fuck outta y'all," Darry demanded.

"He wasn't at the DX," Soda confirmed as he got an icepack for his head. Darry then looked at Steve.

"What he said," Steve responded, petting his toes on which Dally stepped on.

Darry looked at Dally next. Darry had a gut feeling that it's all Dally's fault, because it's always his fault. Darry had first told Dally to keep an eye out for his little brother. And now his little brother was out in the darkening wilderness with a loose serial killer.

"Dally," Darry said with a harsh tone. The hood looked up at the old guy coolly and puffed out smoke from his cigarette.

"What?" Dally said.

"I have a feeling you know something," Darry said.

"I ain't know nothing, Dar," Dally said. "The kid must've walked off or somethin'. The kid never thinks."

"Hey!" Darry shouted. "Nobody calls Ponyboy stupid except me!"

"Whatever," Dally groaned.

"Maybe I should go find him," Darry suggested, and threw on his jacket. He was out to search for his lost little brother.

~*~*~

And so Darry ran around Tulsa in search of his brother. Now it was incredibly dark. He feared he almost heard footsteps of a horse.

But maybe he did.

Darry walked slowly around the corner of small house and a peak of a forest. He was going home; there had been no sightings of Ponyboy. As he passed the woods, he heard a groaning sound. A ghostly groaning sound. Darry stopped walking. He just stood there not wanting to look out into the woods.

"Yo bitch get offa my lawn!" an old woman screamed who was on the home's porch. The old woman had got to be at least 200 years old and still living. And she knew a lot of vocabulary. Darry turned around and looked at the old lady. He was going to ask if she saw his brother until-

"Both of ya! Get the fuck outta here, bitches!" she screamed again.

Who was the BOTH of Darry? Was there somebody else there? Apparently there was because when Darry was hurrying along the woman was still screaming. And then he heard the neigh of a horse...

And so Darry stopped in his path, turned around, and saw-

He screamed like a little girl and darted down the sidewalk. It was The Headless Horseman! The Headless Horseman went after Darry. Meanwhile the woman screamed, "Yeah you run bitch! I just planted these flowas!"

Darry sprinted down the pathway to his home. The Headless Horseman was right behind him. In far sight Darry could see his home. The door had been locked. The lights were off.

The Headless Horseman whipped at his horse and the horse traveled at maximum speed, almost running Darry over. Darry fell onto the ground and the Headless Horseman and his horse fell too. Darry then got up, looked at the crushed Horseman. He then sprinted back home.

Darry knocked on the doors. No answer. He banged on the windows. No answer. He tried to go down the chimney but he was too chubby. There was no way in.

"Hey Darry!" Ponyboy said.

Darry turned around and saw Ponyboy. Wait...that wasn't Ponyboy. That was...

"THE HEADLESS HORSEMAN!" Darry screamed, and screamed again loudly like a little girl.

"Darry it's me!" the Horseman pleaded. He walked up the porch stairs. Darry screamed again.

"No it's not!" Darry bellowed. "Give me back my brother!"

"I am your brother!" the Horseman said. "It's Ponyboy!"

"No it ain't!" Darry said. He tried the doorknob. It didn't budge. He looked at the Headless Horseman. Clearly he was going to die.

"Darry, I am Ponyboy!" the Headless Horseman said.

"No your-" Darry stopped. "How the hell can you talk?"

"Because I went through puberty and now I'm Horseman!" the Headless Horseman said. Darry was confused.

"Wha-"

"Don't you get it?" the Horseman said. "I'm Ponyboy but I went through puberty and became Horseman!"

"GET AWAY FROM ME BITCH!" Darry shouted, and slugged the Horseman in the face and fell over onto the sidewalk. A puddle of his blood was slowly forming. Darry was pleased.

"Yeah Darry!" someone shouted, and it was Steve. Steve came running out of a bush and stopped next to the dead Horseman. Soda followed.

"All right!" Soda yelled happily, and did a belly bump with Steve but both exploded into fat midgets.

"SPIDERS!" Two-Bit shouted, and blasted out a bazooka gun and started whacking the tar out of Soda and Steve.

"You don't kill them that way!" Dally scolded, and pushed Two-Bit out of the way, snatched his gun, and shot midget Soda and midget Steve until they were dead in a large puddle of green goop.

Two-Bit fumed. "BULLSHIT!" he shouted, and stole the gun from Dally and fired right in his already throbbing eye. Dally passed out from severe blood loss and eye loss and collapsed on midget Soda and Steve, all three dead lying next to the dead Headless Horseman.

"NOOO!!!" Johnny screamed, and flashed out a light saber. He was going to end this once and for all. Two-Bit aimed the bazooka gun at Johnny. He shot. Johnny fell, and his light saber fell down his throat. Johnny suffocated. He coughed up blood. He died shortly after.

"Dead friends are happy friends," Two-Bit recalled, and shot Darry in the "down there". Of course, Darry died and trampled over the porch steps and flung onto the dead Horseman. Two-Bit then put away his gun. He smiled. Then he laughed. He laughed for a while.

"You done good, Two-Bit," he said, and then walked off into the darkness of the night and got hit by a bus.

The End

A/N: .....So. This one was by all the most weirdest to me. Not exactly a fairy tale, but I really wanted to try it out. Tell me what you think! -Amanda