Status: Edited

//  Ponyboy's Pov //

Darry came into my room and stood by the doorway. I looked up at him questioningly and he crossed his arms. I stood up and walked over to him slowly. He smiles and grabs my arm, leading me out into the living room. Right next to Soda was a boy that looks familiar to me.

"Hey Ponyboy. This is-."

"Daniel," I ask, cutting him off.

The boy looks up and sure enough, it's Daniel. He smiles and walks over to me wrapping his arms around my waist. I hug back and pull away, him putting his hand on my shoulder. He chuckles and smiles more.

"How you doing? Not in any pain are you," Daniel asks in concern.

"Nah, I'm alright actually. How are you?"

"Just fine. Thanks for asking."

Soda and Darry stood​ there with questioning looks on their faces. Daniel and I are smiling like idiots. To be honest, I didn't think I'd ever see him again. Soda shakes his head and points his finger at us. Darry walks over by Soda.

"Ponyboy, you know Daniel," Soda asks slowly.

"Yeah. He's a real nice guy, very helpful."

Daniel chuckles softly and I look at him. He rolls his eyes and I stick my tongue out at him. Soda smiles and stands there with his hands on his hips. Darry left and went back into the kitchen. Daniel takes his hand off my shoulder and stuffs it into his pocket.

"Well, I'm glad you two already met," Soda says smirking.

I nod slowly and roll my eyes at Soda. He walks into the kitchen with Darry and helps him cook. I grab Daniel's hand and walk him I to the living room and sit on the couch. He sits next to me and I grab the television remote, turning on some weird game show.

I set the remote back down and cross my me legs, sitting there watching. Daniel does the same and tilts his head at the television. Slowly, the commercials roll by and I sigh. I fucking hate commercials. . . Finally they end and the show comes back in, announcing the title and who the host is.

"What show is this," Daniel asks.

"They just said Family Feud. You know, the show with Steve Harvey," I say turning my head to look at him.

"Oh yeah, I suck at guessing the answers on this show."

"But it's fun though."

He nods his head and turns back to the television. I do the same and watch as they go down the line of people, taking the answers and checking them. They ask another question and I try to think of the answer.

"Name a bad job that an accident prone person could have?"

"Taxi driver," I mumble.

"Huh," Daniel asks.

"The answer to the question is Taxi driver," I say louder.

"How do you know that?"

"I don't," I say shrugging my shoulders.

He nods and turns back to the television. I cross my fingers and close my eyes tightly. Daniel chuckles softly and shifts on the couch.

"Number one answer was Driver," the host announced.

I open my eyes and roll them, uncrossing my fingers. I was so close. . . I pout and cross my arms over my chest.

"It's alright. You weren't that far from the real answer."

"Yeah, your right but. . . I was so close," I whine.

He reaches his hand out and ruffles my hair. I whine and swat his hand away, fixing my hair. He laughs and turns away from me.

"Your one of those people who obsess over they're hair aren't you?"

"N-no I'm not. . ."

"Liar."

"I do not. I really do-."

"Yes he does! Every morning he spends about half an hour on his hair," Soda yells from the kitchen.

"Soda! Your not helping," I scream back.

"I know!"

Daniel laughs loudly, clutching his stomach. I pout more, sticking out my bottom lip further. I can hear Soda and Darry continue to laugh loudly from the kitchen. Slowly, Daniel stops laughing at me and is now breathing heavily. Soda and Darry's laughing dies out and stops.

"I-im sorry Pony," he says trying to catch his breath.

"It's alright Daniel," I say smiling lightly.

He smiles back and turns back to the television. I wrap my arms around my knees and hug them close to my chest. My eyes start to slowly close and I put my head down. I fall asleep.

• • •

// Daniel's Pov //

I look to my left and see Ponyboy asleep, hugging his knees and his head down. Turning back to the television, I continue to watch the game channel and guess the questions. After another fifteen minutes, the show ends and another show begins. It's not Family Feud but it looks interesting. The title comes onto the screen and I read it carefully.

I felt something on my shoulder. Turning my head, Ponyboy is tipped so his head is resting on my shoulder and he's still hugging his knees. I chuckle quietly and look back at the television. Soda walks in and chuckles softly, smiling. He puts a hand on his hip and shakes his head.

"Looks like he was tired huh," Soda questions.

"Yeah, I guess he was."

"Well Darry is making me set the table so would you mind taking him to bed?"

"No, I don't mind at all. Where is his room?"

"Down the hall, to the left. The door should already be open."

I nod and Soda leaves the room. Slowly, I move Ponyboy's head and stand up next to the couch. I pick him up by his sides and bring him into my arms trying not to drop him. His arms go around my waist and his legs around my waist. I smile and walk down the hall and into his room.

Slowly, I unwrap his arms and legs from me and set him onto the bed. He turns and curls up into a ball. Grabbing the blanket, I toss it over him and leave the room. Once I reach the living room, Soda walks out.

"Thanks Daniel."

"No problem Soda. I got to head home now but I'll see you soon," I say.

He nods and I walk over to the door and slip on my shoes. I open the door and walk out, closing it behind me. The sun is setting and the colors are beautiful. I start heading down the street to my apartment building me smile lightly. Nice little family. . .

// Authors Note //

Hello, I am back with another chapter. I had to look up Family Feud questions to do this but I hope it turned out well. I know it was a short chapter but I kinda liked it. I'll see you all soon.

Till then,

~ Stay Gold