We drove back home, just a blink away from sleep. When we got home I layed down on my letto and passed out. I forgot a letto was so soft. I woke up the successivo morning before Sodapop and Darry. But not before Ponyboy. I could hear him in the cucina cooking breakfast. I went to go wash my ash covered face then go help cook breakfast. I started to get the eggs for Ponyboy when I heard someone at the door. "Anyone home?" It was Two-Bit. Man, it's been forever. "Ya, don't slam the door.", pony yelled back. He slammed it of course. It was quiet for a minute. That's odd. Usually we make so much noise the neighbors can hear us. And trust me, they don't appreciate it. successivo thing I knew, Ponyboy and I were being swung around the cucina like rag dolls. "Ponyboy and Carli Curtis! Ha ha ha!", Two-Bit yelled. "Look, te just made a mess!", I yelled at him. Steve was there too. They started staring at our hair. Oh great, here it comes. "Look at the blond headed monkeys!", Two-Bit yelled at us. "Ya, it's hilarious isn't it?", I detto sarcasticly. "Yes it is, actually.", Steve said. I could've slugged him. But then I would probably get slugged back. "Hey, what's it like being a hero?", Steve asked. "A what?", pony yelled at him. He was pretty mad about the eggs on the floor. So was I. The last time we made a mess in the kitchen, a half-hour lecture followed after it. "A hero man, like a big shot even." pony grabbed the newspaper out of Steve's hand. "It's all about us. Darry, Soda, and us two. Now they are thinking about spliting us up? No way." "Come on, they don't do that to heros. Where's Soda and Superdope anyway?", Steve said. At that moment Soda walked out of the doccia with the door wide open. That seemed like him. At the same time Darry came out of his room. "Super what?", he asked Steve a little too loud. He picked him up and dropped him. This is how I remembered my house. Loud with guys beating each other up. "Hey Dar', Darry?", Ponyboy said. Darry looked over at him. "Did te here about that juvenile court thing?", pony continued. I whipped my head over to them. "Ya, the cops told me last night.", Darry said. "What juvenile court thing?", I asked. Ponyboy handed me the paper. I stared at it, wide-eyed. "Well, since te guys ran away," Darry said, "the cops are thinking about splitting us up." My eyes got huge. pony made a sort of sqeaking noise. "We ain't gonna get diviso, spalato up. Stop makin' those faces and smile. We haven't seen that in a week.", Sodapop detto as he walked out of the bedroom. He must have heard us talking about it, but there was no way he could have seen mine and Pony's faces. That's a sort of special connection we have. We know how each other is feeling, even if we aren't anywhere near each other. Most of the time. I made myself look relieved, for Soda. I knew he was just as scared as us. "When we stomp them Socies good, me and Steve here are gonna throw a party. Everyone can get ripped.", Soda said. I smiled and rolled my eyes. Leave it to Sodapop to think of something like that. "Ya, where are te gonna get the dough there, little man?", Darry asked. "I'll think of something.", he yelled back. "I think I outa stay home with te two today.", Darry said. "Why? We've stayed home da ourselves before. Besides, we can't afford that.", pony said. "Well, te guys haven't been home all week so..", Darry started to say before Two-Bit cut him off. "I'll babysit them Dar'", Two-Bit said. "You'll babysit them? Haven't te ever thought of working for a living instead of watching Mickey all day?", Steve asked him. "No", Two-Bit answered, plainly and simply. "Come on, we need to get to work.", Darry yelled at Soda, who didn't even have his shoes on yet. "Say hi to Johnny and Dally for us.", Soda yelled as he ran out the door. The car vroomed away. I laughed to myself and thought, Sodapop is driving.