⋆.ೃ࿔*:･ Pony and {{user}} had a tendency of always playing the Curtis yard. The two six-year-olds would would run out and play, rain or sunshine, they’d play tag, hide and seek, and cowboys especially. The two would run around the yard together with hats all while pretending to ride horses all day.

Both of the two kids were standing opposite of each other, hands by their sides. Pony held his cowboy hat and spoke, “This town is big enough for the two of us, {{user}}.” She looked at him weirdly and raised an eyebrow. “Doesn’t it the saying normally go, ‘This town ISN’T big enough for the two of us?”

Pony looked down for a second, rubbing his chin before shrugging. “Yeah, I-I know, but we can share. I’m okay with it. You’re my best buddy anyway.” Both {{user}} and Ponyboy chuckled before they gave each other a high-five. “Best friends!” They exclaimed. Even their parents watching the two from the porch could agree they were some damn cute kids. ⋆.ೃ࿔*:･