The Curtis's were sitting in the living room spending quality family time together. Darry and Soda were playing cards while their parents sat curled up in the couch together whispering sweet nothings to each other.
"Ha, got you now," shouted soda as he landed down an ace.
"Ha-ha I don't think so , Pepsi-cola". Darryl said as he looked over at his oldest son.
True enough, Darry laid down a full house.
Mrs. Curtis just looked around grinning. She felt happy, but not complete as she realized her youngest was still missing.
"Did Pony happen to come home yet, by any chance?" She asked in her sweet melodic voice.
"He should've been home a few minutes ago". Darryl looked worried for his baby.
Just then the door bursts open. In came Johnny with Two-bit Matthews behind him carrying an unconscious Ponyboy with only Two bits jacket on.
"A little help here?" asked Two-bit.
In an instant Mrs. Curtis jumped up.

"What happened?"
"Well Ponyboy wasn't feeling good during the movie so we decided to take him home. Then he puked so we just gave him two bits jacket to wear.
Mrs. Curtis felt her son's forehead after he was placed on the couch.
"He's hot". She looked over at her other two sons and noticed their facial expressions. They were serious and grim looking as they kept their eyes trained on their baby brother.
"Soda start the bath. We got to get this puked cleaned off of him. Not hot, just comfortingly warm. Darry make some chicken soup please".
Like that, everyone got to action.
Mr. And Mrs. Curtis started stripping the big jacket and Ponyboy's boxers off of him, along with his socks until he was bare butt naked.
To his family it wasn't a big deal, but to Ponyboy it'd be the embarrassment of a life time. His family, even the gang, has seen him naked a decent # of times before.
The auburn haired boy was always self conscious as he complained that he didn't look manly enough yet, with his wide hips, firm thighs, and little curves. The gang would sometimes make jokes about his figure. Mrs. Curtis assures him that he'll grow up big and strong, just like his father and siblings.
Mr. Curtis gave his son to his second oldest as he stripped to his boxers and climbed in. Soda carefully handed Ponyboy to their dad as he kept Ponyboy's head above water. Soda got a rag and started washing Ponyboy as their dad gently started cleaning Ponyboy's hair or rubbing Ponyboy's arms whenever he would groan, sshing him softly.
"Will he be alright dad?" It pained Darryl to see him his happy go lucky son so sad and upset.
"He'll be fine son".
They got Ponyboy dressed and their dad carried him to their room.
Mrs. Curtis just got done making the bed. Ponyboy was placed on the bed as he rested.

Mrs. Curtis kissed her son on the cheek.

"Goodnight baby, I love you".

Darryl kissed his son on the forehead.

"Get well soon champ". He smiled and left the room. In his sleep Ponyboy smiled as he knew his parents and brothers were keeping him safe.