Thursday - crack!day

[charlies_dragon]

Hey y'all, it's my last day here as your guest hostess - thanks fr making it such a pleasurable time ;)

Today's theme is crackNot the drug, crack-cocaine, but things in fic where the only way to explain how something so silly got written to someone out of fandom, is that you must've been in something to think of it. (Anyone got a better explantion

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[shannonrita]

Read this first...

"Look, I can fix this, I swear, just...gimme a second," Eliot said, staring at Imari's pastel colored mop. "You're not touching me Spencer," Imari growled, and despite that whole spring color theme, he was actually kind of menacing even to Eliot, in an odd, erotic kinda way. So the specialist backed off, frowning. "It's not so bad, really..." He jumped out of swatting range when Imari snarled at him.

Oh yeah, touchy fella when it came to his hair.

"Are you done now," Nate asked them both idly. Imari's sulk and Eliot's 'help me!' expression told him that yes, games had ceased and he pulled out his cell phone while taking Eliot's knit cap from his head and yanking it over Imari's disasterous do. "Madi, it's Nate. How much would an emergency dye job cost? No, not for me, for a friend of mine." He was silent for a moment, then nodded, grabbing Imari's wrist and yanking him along. "That's doable. Say, got any purple on hand or do you need us to pick some up?"

*_*_*

Half an hour later they were in a woman's house, Imari sitting in a kitchen chair with a smock around him. "So, did you decide on the color hon?" she asked with a smile.

Madi, or Mari as her name was spelled, was a hispanic woman who absolutely adored Nate. She was kind, funny and had put Imari at ease at once, even as she pulled out her scisors and gave him a trim he hadn't asked for or needed. "Um...blue. No, wait...purple. No, blue..." Imari scowled at himself in the mirror and wrinkled his nose, the pink on his hair almost the exact same shade as hsi eyes. "Just...no pink, okay?"

"You sure?" She asked with a smile. "It really is your color." He wrinkled his nose in response and she laughed, then turned him so he couldn't see the mirror. "Trust me?"

"Do I have a choice?" he asked with a smile. She just laughed and began sectioning off his hair.

The boxes of dye Imari bought were his favorite brand and were usually very reliable. Just so happened that this time, the color was much lighter than he would have liked. "I'm using Manic Panic," Madi said as she pulled some latex gloves on. "I think the bold color will work for ya. We're just doing the tips, like a highlight frost, right?"

"Yes please," he said, slouching down in the chair to make it easier for her. "Sit up straight hon, I got a board to stand on if I need to."

He did as he was told, a smile on his face.

*_*_*

Four hours later, Madi shut off the hair dryer and ran her fingers through his hair. Both Nate and Eliot were staring at him in open mouthed wonder and it made Imari blush. A couple of pumps of styling stuff and Madi was running her hands through his hair again before nodding. "There, all set. No more easter egg."

She turned him to face the mirror and he blinked. His hair was indeed spikey, and there was a TON of color, but there was also plenty of his natural white hair to be seen. The colors were on the tips, just whispers really, but nice and dark the way he wanted. There was Infra red, and Shocking Blue, and also Green Envy all scattered about. And there, right in the middle of his forehead, just a tiny whisper of Cotton Candy Pink.

He couldn't help but grin. Then, Madi's face was next to his in the mirror and she winked. "Toldja it was your color."

Nate chuckled as Imari blushed.

[havenward]

Awwwwwwwwwwwwwwwww, yay!

[badfalcon]

*giggles*
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