So, I guess some people didn't like it? Cx That's okay c: Most people like it, so if you don't I'm sorry c: Just stop reading it xD Here's chapter two for the people who actually like it c:

It was around 5 when Darry came home. He walked into the house and put his bag down.

"Soda," He called.

"In here," A vice said from the kitchen.

Darry made his way to the kitchen and saw Soda behind the stove, cooking dinner.

"Hey, Soda how's Pony?" Darry asked, leaning against the wall.

"Hey Dar, and he's not looking so good. This morning he threw up and he's been in bed all day. Plus, he won't eat anything," Soda said, turning the stove on low and turning to his older brother.

Darry sighed, "Has he been drinking water at least?"

Soda gave a small nod, "Yeah, but I have to usually force him too."

Darry shook his head, "Is he asleep?"

"He was when I checked on him last time. That was about…maybe 10 or 20 minutes ago." Soda shrugged.

"Okay, when we're done eating, I'm going to g check on him," Darry said, getting some plates and silverware to set the table.

Soda nodded and resumed cooking.

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After dinner, Soda went to go take a shower and Darry went to check on Ponyboy.

"Hey buddy," Darry whispered, slowly pulling Pony out of his dream state.

Pony groaned softly, "Hey Dar."

Darry smiled a bit, "How yah feelin'?"

Pont took a deep breath, "Not too hot, but a bit better."

Darry chuckled, "Okay, well, Soda has work tomorrow and I'll take the day off. I'm sure one day won't hurt."

Pony nodded a bit.

Just then, Soda walked in with just PJ bottoms and no shirt. If Pony wasn't sick, he'd might have drooled.

"Hey, Pone, how yah feeling buddy?" Soda asked, sitting on the edge of the bed and placed his hand on Pony's bare shoulder.

"Okay," Pony replied with a small shrug. Soda smiled.

"Good, you're gonna need all the rest you can get."

Pony nodded, "Can I go back to sleep now?"

Darry chuckled and nodded, "Sure little brother, you can go back to sleep."

"Thank you," Pony mumbled and closed his eyes.

Soda sighed, "So, you're gonna take a day off tomorrow and watch him, right?"

Darry nodded, "Yeah, then we'll see how he is the next day. If he's better, then I'm sure he'll be able to take care of himself. And if he's still the same, then we'll take turns watching him."

Soda nodded, followed by a yawn, "Well, I'm beat, night Darry."

"Night Sodapop, make sure you keep Pony warm, yah hear?" Darry asked, pointing a playful finger at his younger brother.

Soda chuckled, "Yes, sir."

"Okay, see yah in the morning," Darry said and left the room.

Soda sighed and climbed in next to Pony's sleeping form. He pulled Pony closer, pushing his back into his chest. He could feel Pony's heat radiate off of his body. He was extremely warm.

Soda sighed and nuzzled his head into Pony's neck, inhaling his scent. He smelled like…Pony, with a mix of sweat from his fever.

Soda closed his eyes and let the world of darkness surround him.

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Pony woke up and turned to his side, hoping to see Soda lying beside him. He sighed when he saw the other half empty. Soda must have gone in early for extra money. God knows they need it.

He sat up and rubbed his eyes like a 2 year old. He felt better but he still felt nauseous.

He shook his head and got out of bed, stretching, feeling a few bones pop in place. He padded off to the bathroom.

"Pony?" He heard Darry called.

"In here," He said, slashing water on his face.

A second later, Darry opened the door.

"Hey, Pone, how yah feeling?" Darry asked, crossing his arms, leaning against the door frame.

Pony nodded, taking a deep breath.

"Yeah, I feel better; just still feel a bit nauseous."

Darry nodded, "Do you feel nauseous enough to where you can't eat?"

"Nah, I'll eat. I'm starving anyways," Pony said, walking to his room to throw on a t-shirt.

Darry chuckled, "I bet. Soda said you didn't eat at all yesterday."

Pony shrugged and walked to the kitchen, "I knew that if I ate, I'd just throw it up. So, what's the whole point of eating?"

"Well, isn't being full for a little while better than not being full?" Darry asked, dishing out some eggs and bacon for Ponyboy.

"Well, yeah, but I'd rather not throw up later on. That's practically like not eating at all." Pony said, instantly digging into the food that Darry laid in front of him.

Darry sighed, "I guess you're right. So I take it you have your strength back?"

Pony nodded; his mouth full of bacon.

"Yeah, but I'm still a bit tired. I couldn't really sleep last night. It was a bit too hot," Pony said after swallowing.

Darry nodded, "Okay, well, after you're done eating you should go take a shower and then you can go back to sleep, how bout that?"

Pony nodded, "Sure."

"Night Sodapop, make sure you keep Pony warm, yah hear?" Darry asked, pointing a playful finger at his younger brother.

Soda chuckled, "Yes, sir."

"Okay, see yah in the morning," Darry said and left the room.

Soda sighed and climbed in next to Pony's sleeping form. He pulled Pony closer, pushing his back into his chest. He could feel Pony's heat radiate off of his body. He was extremely warm.

Soda sighed and nuzzled his head into Pony's neck, inhaling his scent. He smelled like…Pony, with a mix of sweat from his fever.

Soda closed his eyes and let the world of darkness surround him.

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Pony woke up and turned to his side, hoping to see Soda lying beside him. He sighed when he saw the other half empty. Soda must have gone in early for extra money. God knows they need it.

He sat up and rubbed his eyes like a 2 year old. He felt better but he still felt nauseous.

He shook his head and got out of bed, stretching, feeling a few bones pop in place. He padded off to the bathroom.

"Pony?" He heard Darry called.

"In here," He said, slashing water on his face.

A second later, Darry opened the door.

"Hey, Pone, how yah feeling?" Darry asked, crossing his arms, leaning against the door frame.

Pony nodded, taking a deep breath.

"Yeah, I feel better; just still feel a bit nauseous."

Darry nodded, "Do you feel nauseous enough to where you can't eat?"

"Nah, I'll eat. I'm starving anyways," Pony said, walking to his room to throw on a t-shirt.

Darry chuckled, "I bet. Soda said you didn't eat at all yesterday."

Pony shrugged and walked to the kitchen, "I knew that if I ate, I'd just throw it up. So, what's the whole point of eating?"

"Well, isn't being full for a little while better than not being full?" Darry asked, dishing out some eggs and bacon for Ponyboy.

"Well, yeah, but I'd rather not throw up later on. That's practically like not eating at all." Pony said, instantly digging into the food that Darry laid in front of him.

Darry sighed, "I guess you're right. So I take it you have your strength back?"

Pony nodded; his mouth full of bacon.

"Yeah, but I'm still a bit tired. I couldn't really sleep last night. It was a bit too hot," Pony said after swallowing.

Darry nodded, "Okay, well, after you're done eating you should go take a shower and then you can go back to sleep, how bout that?"

Pony nodded, "Sure."

Guys, I know some of you guys think it's sick, but some of us think it's cute c: Don't ask us why, we just do ^.^ So, if you're confused, PM me c: But put it nicely cx I didn't do anything mean to you guys, so why should you be mean to me? Cx Anyways, hope some of you guys like it ^.^

Till next time! :D