Doll

Warning: Boy X Boy love. Greaser X Grease Love. Slash!

Summary - Because, he was the only one with enough balls to stand up to the hood known as Dallas Winston

"SHUT UP!" Ponyboy Curtis yelled. He was sick of it. He was just tired of dealing with this hood for one day. Two-Bit, Steve, and Soda stared at the youngest of the gang with wide eyes. Their gaze shifted to the 17-year-old that was yelled at.
"What?" Dally asks.
"No one cares. I promise no one cares. Soda doesn't care how many fights you got into . Steve doesn't care the name of the cop that gave you the smokes, Two-Bit doesn't care about the fact you got a tattoo in a spot ya can't show us. And I don't care about your problems!" Ponyboy growled in frustration. He had handed in that damn theme that day. He was angry at the hood and had written that he died.  Dallas only got arrested and thrown in jail for 7 months.  
"Wanna coke?" Dally asks coolly.
"I wouldn't drink it if I was starving in a desert!" Pony growls,mocking Cherry at the movies some time ago.
"Fiery, just the way i like 'em." Dallas snarls, grabbing Ponyboy by the shirt. He looks back at the other boys. "Go away." The three run, Soda looked from Pony to Dally, and when the hood growled, he ran too.
"Ya know, you have been a real shit since Johnnycake died."
"Ya know, you have been a real asshole since you were born." Pony chokes out. Dallas puts the teen down but keeps a hold onto his jacket.
"Let's get some ice cream."


- Break -


They went back to Dally's house, aka Buck's, to talk about the problem they seemed to have been having. There was a party in full swing.
"Dal!" Angela Shepard coos, greeting the hood. "Can you hold this for a sec?" She hands him a small boy. The kid seemed a year old, if that. She walked away.
"Angela! Ang!" Dally called but she pretended she couldn't hear him over the music.
"Damnit!" He said, holding the small body away from his. "I hate kids."
"You hate kids?" Ponyboy comes up to Dallas, after getting through the crowd.
"Yes, Shepards especially." Dallas sneers.
"Give im' to me." Pony says holding his arms out. Dallas happily gives the kid to the smaller boy. Pony holds the baby to his chest. "Let's go upstairs."
Pony caught Angela's eye and she nodded. He followed Dally up the stairs. Pony bobbed with the small child in his arms.
"I am sorry that I flipped out." He said, once they were in the hood's room.
"It's okay. I didn't mean to call you a shit." Dally says. Ponyboy sets the sleeping baby down and pulls the blonde down for a kiss. Dallas wraps his arms around the small teen's waist and then pulls away.
"I can't make out with that thing in here with us." The hood says with a scowl.
"Then, I'll close the doll's eyes." Pony giggles.
"Doll?"
"Golly, you didn't hear about Angela's meltdown. She was given a doll from her grandma and she thinks it's real. She carries it around everywhere now." Pony laughs.
"Damn, the eyes are really creepy." Dally comments, shoving the younger teen down onto the bed.
"Dallas!! I can't have sex with you with that thing watching!" Pony yelps.
"I'll close its eyes." Dallas growls huskily, kissing Pony passionately.