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So the people have spoken and want us to leak our group chat, so here goes nothing! - Mark (I had nothing to do with this)

He had everything to do with this - Cathy

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well, in ya gang (if we can really call it that), there's Hot-Tempered Shepard, Little Miss Bitch Shepard, the fuckin' kicked puppy Cade, and supposedly the only one who's gonna make it outta Tulsa Curtis. The others I don't care about.

oh boy, what would ya brother, Darry, think, Pony? In a gang with a bunch of hoodlums and a soc. He'd be disappointed, so would Sodapop, this could ruin ya chance in the good life.

and don't bother to wonder what Tim would think, he's just as bad if not worse than you two, ya both are following in his footsteps. He's almost as deadbeat as ya folks, never around, pickin' fights only god knows where, he'd be better off dead in a ditch and y'all wouldn't notice a thing.

and Cade, we don't got a problem, your parents wouldn't care about this little gang you're in, they probably pray at night wishing you were gone or reincarnated as some crack or booze.

-a passerby, again.

“Hey Pony, looks like something followed you home,” Mark grins lazily from where his head is resting in Ponyboy’s lap, pointing a piece of paper hanging out of his book.

Johnny glares disapprovingly from the corner, unenthusiastic by his company. Scout spots him and rolls her eyes, tossing Johnny a chocolate.

“God, not again,” Ponyboy goes to pick up the note with shaking hands.

It had only been a couple days since the last note was sent, but those two days were hell. Every time Darry asked if he was okay, Ponyboy nearly jumped out of his skin. The words repeated in his brain, scaring him senseless. He skims over the note, hands shaking with rage.

The part about Darry and Sodapop being disappointed? The worst thing was, it was true.

“Gimme that,” Mark sits up and snatches the note, eyes dancing over it, “God, if Curly saw this…”

“If I saw what?” Curly enters Ponyboy’s room, shouts echoing behind him from Sodapop.

Ponyboy tries to grab the paper, but Mark holds him back, waving the paper up, “It didn’t come from me, in case you’re wondering.”

It takes Curly a full minute to read the note, eyes brimming with emotion. The only sound in the room is Curly’s heavy breathing. Scout tries to glance over his shoulder, but Curly pushes her away. Even Mark’s usual joking demeanor is gone.

For all Curly carried on, he was fiercely loyal to his siblings. If he caught even a whiff of a fight, he was there in a heartbeat, knocking it dead on its feet.

“Right,” Curly grabs a switchblade from his pocket, without another word, sprinting out of the room before they can stop him.

“Ponyboy,” Johnny says softly.

Ponyboy turns to him, spotting where he’s left the note by his feet. Johnny’s hands are wrapped around himself, eyes fixated on the note. Ponyboy can tell he’s getting into his head, and only wishes he could protect him from himself.

“Oh God,” Ponyboy’s face falls into his hands, “I promised I’d protect you.”

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Tim's onto y'all (Curly and Angie only). Someone told 'im bout the gang, and Darry might find out so Pony better watch it 'round his gang.

-a passerby.

“Hey, Curls, I found something for you!” Ponyboy yells across the lot, holding a crumpled piece of paper in his hand.

“Jesus!” Curly starts from where he was sleeping.

Angela is sitting beside them, inspecting her nails and Johnny is quietly doing math homework in the corner. Ponyboy had run all the way from track practice, expecting to find them here.

“Someone slipped into my bag, it’s addressed to you,” Ponyboy hands him the note and lays down beside him.

Curly scans the note, pausing and becoming angrier by the second. Eventually Angela comes over, ever thrilled by the drama. Her eyes knit together, and she storms off.

“You okay?” Ponyboy asks out of concern for Curly’s facial expression.

“Read it,” Curly hands him the note with a clenched fist.

On the flip side, Ponyboy reads the note and feels his breath get caught in his throat.

“Well, Ponyboy,” Curly’s voice is shaky, but hardens, “Why don’t you say we show them what kind of gang we are?”

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The fic is officially out!!!

https://archiveofourown.org/works/63611014/chapters/163033063

Please feel free to leave asks and requests! (Sorry it wasn’t working before)

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Intro Post

Before we begin I just wanted to say, ask anything you want! One of us in chronically online at sometime or another, and would be happy to answer!

Ponyboy

Hi, I’m Ponyboy! (Don’t ask about the name) I like Paul Newman, books, track, and sunset. I’ll be handling most of the submissions on this blog, since everyone else is either lazy or in jail! :)

P.S. If Darry finds this blog, I’m cooked 💀

Curly

I like to think I’m the co-leader of the gang (Pony says otherwise) Not a huge fan of who’s in here (*cough* Jennings *cough*) but I’m doing it for Pony, plus I like to fight.

Angela

I’m not sure why I’m here, but as long as it gets me out of the house. I hate everyone in this gang except Scout, she seems cool. I’m Curly’s older sister, so I’m in charge! 😈

Mark

I’m here to keep the cops away (jk, or am I?) I like to play pool, hotwire cars, fighting Curly, getting girls, and my…job. I’m the getaway car 😎

Bryon

The only reason I’m here is because of Mark and Cathy. I like pool, fighting, and hanging out at Charlie’s bar. I’m here to keep Mark in line and cure my endless boredom…

Cathy

Hi there! I’m Cathy, and I joined to get away from all of my siblings (still love you guys!) I work at the hospital and am going out with Bryon. I agreed to help run the blog with Ponyboy and Cherry. ❤️

Scout

Hey, I’m Scout! (Not my real name, I will fight you if you reveal it) I don’t like my parents, but I do love to read!

Cherry

I’m not sure if I am a real part of this gang, but I’ promised Pony I’d help out. I help keep the Socs away (they have enough enemies as is). I like sunsets and my car. I’ll be managing the rest of the asks! 🎀

Johnny

I’m here because of Ponyboy (thanks Johnny, you’re my bestie! - Pony) and to keep the Curtis gang off our trail. Gone With the Wind is a tough book and I like sunsets. That’s all I have…

Creator Note

Hey there! I’m so excited to share this ask blog with you! Any asks or request are welcome, please remember that I am a minor!

I’m probably going to write a fic about this, I’ll link it once it’s done.

Also, if you are outsiders or TWTTIN character account, please feel free to interact! Thanks!!!