This is for @PaigeWilderGames. With a twist. And this story happens around Halloween. Enjoy.

Everyone loves the carnival. And Halloween. The food, the rides, the entertainment, the fun house. The scares. Rumours have it that around Halloween there's some type of drug in the air. It makes you automatically feel giddy, most of your body completely numb, and it also makes you laugh hysterically for a long period of time. And Ponyboy wanted to find out if those rumours were true or not.

"Absolutely not!" Darry yelled when he asked if he could go in. "Oh come on Darry, I brought my own money!" Ponyboy whined. Sodapop raised an eyebrow. "And where did you get the money?" "From a bet with Two-Bit! Come on, please!?" Sodapop and Darry looked at each other. So the answer was no. With a whine, Ponyboy walked away with Two-Bit and Johnny. "Let's go to the games." Johnny suggested.

Sodapop sighed. So did Darry. As did Dally and Steve, mocking the two brothers. "Ain't you supposed to be with them?" Sodapop annoyingly questioned. "Probably. I know Two-Butt will get the two kiddies in trouble." Steve said. They walked away.

"Those rumours are true, Soda." Darry sighed. "I know Dar, we can't let him go in there!" "I know. We'll have to watch him." "Agreed."

Ponyboy rolled his eyes as Two-Bit stared open mouthed at a large breasted blonde dressed as a devil. However, Dally was staring at a brunette, with a big butt, dressed as a flapper. Steve was talking to Johnny, ignoring Ponyboy. Of course. But Ponyboy didn't mind. He liked not being talked to for a while. He also wanted to go to the funhouse.

So with his money, he crept, to the funhouse.

"You sure you want to go in there, kid?" A clown faced man in front of the fun house. "Yeah, how much is it?" "Fifty cents." He handed the man the money. "Good luck, kid."

"Fun, fun, fun, fun, fun, fun, fun..."

He looked in the hall of mirrors.

"Hello. Can you figure out which mirror I am in?"

No. He couldn't

A clown, with a creepy bloody like dripping lipstick on his lips, ran to Ponyboy, his smile widening.

"Welcome to the FUNHOUSE!!! EVERYTHING YOU SEE IS REAL!" The clown greeted.

"Help. Help. Help. Help. Son, help us."

His parents.... but how?

The train crashed.

"This is your fault, you're not my son!"

His mother, bloody, disappeared.
His father stayed. "Goodbye, son!"

His father, glass sticking out of his head, left.

"Which mirror am I in?"

He couldn't decide.

"Time's up!"

The air grew foggy. Ponyboy coughed. But started laughing.

"Hahahahahahahahaha!!!!!"

He stumbled out of the fun house, and barely saw the clown who granted him access to the fun house shake his head in dismay.

"Dal, stop cursing, we'll find Pony." Two-Bit commented, listening to Dally curse over and over again. "I don't aim to get a beating from Soda and Muscles, so we better find him!" Steve grumbled. Johnny shook his head. "It ain't like Pony to run off."

"Hahahahahahahahaha!"

"Ponyboy!"

The drive back home was tense. "So." Darry started. "You happen to know you lost MY kid brother, and now he went into that, FUN HOUSE, THE ONE WITH DRUGS IN IT!" Sodapop held the still laughing Ponyboy, so he wouldn't open the door and jump.

At home.

"It was s-s-so FUNNY! I saw MOM AND D-DAD, only they're DEAD!"

"hahahahahaha!"

Sodapop and Darry held the now hysterically laughing and crying Ponyboy, comforting him and murmuring soothing words in his ear. Soon he calmed down.

When he woke, he saw everybody, surrounding him, with concern expressions on his face. He smiled. "Thanks guys."

Anytime, little brother, anytime.

I'm gonna make this short and simple. That really sucked. Sorry guys. (Wth I sucked)