“Can I come in now?” wewe hear Soda whisper from the hallway. It sounded like he was sniffling a little.

“Are wewe crying?” wewe ask as he walks in.

“No.” He mutters, wiping his eyes on his sleeve.

“Yes wewe are, wewe big softie,” Ponyboy grins.

“Is she all ok?” Soda asks, still sniffling.

“Yes, she’s in perfect condition.” The doctor grins. ” 6 pounds, 9 ounces. wewe want to hold her?” He asks Soda.

Soda just nods his head. The doctor hands him the baby.

(OK INSERT SODA BABY IMAGINE HERE TO GET SODA FEELINGS)

Soda just smiles.

“Hey, Grace.” He says softly. “Hey.”

“She looks like you.” Ponyboy says to wewe as he looks over Soda’s shoulder at his niece.

“Pretty, just like her mom.” Soda glances at you.