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The playful, seemingly calm air of the room was split with a howl. They’d been fighting, and Pony’d surprised Soda.. he’d been a biter as a kid, but he wasn’t expecting it now. He got him in a headlock, laughing as Ponyboy struggled, clawing his way out of the sturdy grip. Pedaling backwards too quickly, the younger of the two ran into the lamp sitting on the side table.
Glass breaking snapped them both out of fighting mode, and they both winced as it hit the ground. Practically feeling the strain on the budget, they both took in uneasy breaths, hurrying to clean it up. There was no hiding it from Darry, but the least they could do was take care of the mess. Quickly, they disposed of the glass shards, but not before Soda accidentally stepped on one, yelling something that would’ve turned their mother’s head.
With the broken lamp cleared away, they both turned to each other in a silent agreement that they’d be more careful next time.