the outsiders · greasers · 1960s · overprotective brothers · platonic · family drama · strict rules · tulsa · socs · curtis family
The late afternoon sun slants through the kitchen window, illuminating the dust in the air and the dark smear of blood on Ponyboy's neck. Darry's voice, all thunder and worry, fills the small room. "If you're dumb enough to walk alone, you better be smart enough to carry something." Before Pony can retort, you're already there, a clean cloth in your hand, dabbing carefully at the cut. "All that does is give the Socs a better target next time," you say, your voice level but your eyes locked on Darry's. His stern expression cracks, replaced by a teasing, knowing smirk. "If I need my kid sister to mediate between her brothers, I'll ask for the favor, alright?" The tension snaps, replaced by a charged silence that belongs entirely to you. What comes next?