Seeing Purple (Gen, PG)
Title: Seeing Purple
Rating: PG
Category: Gen RPF oneshot
Word Count: 1273
Characters: Adam, Danny, Kris and Allison
Warning: None
Summary: Everybody needs a little color in their life.
Author’s Notes: This is a stand alone oneshot, but it was inspired by this story regarding a mishap with hair dye. Takes place at the beginning of the tour.
Disclaimer: Everything here is fiction except for the names, which are used without permission. I claim only what is mine, and I make no money off what is theirs.
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With a show this evening, Adam’s decided he better repaint his fingernails, given that some of the paint is starting to chip and look like shit. Adding another layer of the glossy black, he sings softly to himself. Even since the finale, he's been listening to more Queen than is probably healthy, and now he can't get the songs out of his head. But he has already accepted the fact that he's suffered worse ailments and goes with it.
He's just reached the verse in the song about Galileo and thunderbolts when he hears a curse followed by a clatter of something falling. Adam looks up in time to see Danny, wearing a bathrobe and baseball cap, rush into his dressing room.
"Did you do this?!" Danny asks, a bit breathless.
"Do what?"
"Do what? Do what?" Danny sounds frantic, as if someone just told them they had to be on stage in two minutes. He pulls off his baseball cap to reveal a head of purple tipped hair. His hair's messier and darker because it's wet--fresh from the shower obviously--but there's no mistaking the purple coloring in it. "Do this!" he says. He makes a gesture to his head.
Adam frowns. He remembers joking around with Danny earlier in the season, back when they were in the mansion in California that Danny should try out some color in his hair. But does Danny really think he was serious? Shit. It's a long tour across the country for them, and they all want to stay on each other’s good sides. Well, as much as possible anyway.
"Honest, man," Adam says, raising his hands in mock defense, "I didn't do it."
Danny pauses, considering, and he must decide that Adam really is innocent because he huffs and says, "Then who? Who else has hair dye? Did someone break into your stash?"
"I don't even have purple," Adam says. To prove his point, he turns and pulls out the drawer in his vanity set where all his hair dye is stored. Different colored bottles--blue and black and even a green--roll around as Danny comes forward and peeks inside. "See?" Adam says. "No purple." He blows over his nails, hoping the paint will dry before it gets smudged.
Danny grunts. "You think it was Allison? She dyes her hair a lot."
Kris, who's just coming in with an armful of papers--most likely their song lineups for the night--says, "Yeah, but she dyes hers pink and red."
Danny swears under his breath. It's obvious he's not liking his odds here.
"Maybe we have a secret hair-dyeing bandit on the loose," Adam says. He's decided that his nails could use another coat, so he's back to adding another layer of black to them.
"Don't joke about that," Danny says. "That's not even funny."
Adam grins. "It is just a little funny." A visual image of a man with rainbow hair sneaking into people's rooms like the toothfairy gone wrong pops into his head. He can't stop himself from chuckling.
Even Kris, sitting down, has to smile. "I'll agree with the little funny part."
Danny stands there, a bit dumbfounded because he was clearly wanting find the perpetrator and now he's only coming up empty-handed. Adam would feel a bit sorry for him--he likes the guy well enough--but, at the same point, he's got to admit that the purple doesn't exactly look bad on Danny. Besides, it probably would be good for Danny to break out of his shell now and again.
"How long until this stuff washes out?" Danny finally asks.
Adam shrugs. "Depends on the type. Couple washes? Couple weeks? Sorry, Danny, I don't know."
"Talk to your stylist," Kris suggests. "They might be able to strip it."
Adam glances over to Kris. "You know hair?" He's slightly surprised. Is this a new side of Kris he's never seen?
Kris chuckles and shakes his head. "Nah, I just heard Katy talking about it with her mom. She had a bad dye job one time. Turned all her hair orange."
"Ah," Adam says. This makes sense. After all, if Kris was hiding some scandalous rocker persona in his history, Adam's sure he would've found out a long time ago. Then, back to Danny, Adam says, "I think it works for you." When Danny's face flickers with disbelief, Adam adds, "Honest. You think I'd steer you wrong on this one? Add some purple into your wardrobe tonight, like, y’know, you did for Rock Week. It'll be a hell of a lot easier doing that than messing with your hair otherwise."
Danny sighs. "I don't know, guys..." He shakes his head. Now that his hair is starting to dry, the purple really isn't as dramatic as Adam had first thought. That's almost disappointing in a way because it's likely that ninety percent of the crowd won't even notice the new color. "I just wish I knew who did it."
"I'm sure we'll find out eventually," Kris says. "But I'm with Adam on this one. Just change your wardrobe plans tonight. Who knows how long you'll spend in your hair stylist's chair messing with that? You don't want to miss dress rehearsal because of some dye problem."
"Maybe you're right." He pulls the baseball cap back on. "I guess I better go talk to the wardrobe gals, huh?"
"Sounds like a plan to me," Adam says. He's back to blowing on his nails and wishing he had some silver glitter or something as an overcoat. Then again, he thinks, that might be over the top even for him.
After Danny's left, both Kris and Adam sit in silence for a few moments until a voice from behind Adam's vanity set asks, "Is he gone?"
"Yup," Kris says, not lifting his eyes from the papers in his hands.
"Damn," Allison says, coming out from behind the set and brushing off her knees. She exhales, blowing her hair out of her face. "I thought he was never going to leave. Talk, talk, talk..." She leans against the vanity set. "So," she says, grinning, "how'd I do?"
"Excellent job, m'dear," Adam says. They high-five and laugh.
"Maybe that’ll help the poor guy get some excitement in his life," Allison says. She flips her own hair dramatically and giggles. "Nothing like a little dye to add some color to your life, huh?"
"What I want to know is how you did it," Kris says. He looks up from the papers. "That took some talent."
Allison beams and pulls out a bottle of purple dye from her pocket. She shakes it and says, "Well, I just am that good. Plus, it does help that Danny sleeps like a rock."
As Adam and Allison laugh, Kris shakes his head. "You two are horrible." But, he's smiling all the same. It’s really not a malicious thing at all. Aren't pranks to be expected now and then? Plus, Adam's sure that Danny will forgive them…if he ever finds out who did it, that is.
"Who's next?" Allison asks. She looks over to Kris. "Oh and don't worry, Adam says you're off limits, since you're the winner and all." She laughs playfully. They all know Adam likes and respects Kris too much for a sneak hair dye attack. "I think the producers might kill us for that one."
"I'm touched," Kris says.
"Matt?" Adam suggests, frowning.
"Color?" Allison asks.
They both sit in silence, contemplating, until Kris says, "Green sounds good to me."
Adam laughs and he's reminded of why he likes Kris so much. Oh yeah, green sounds good to him, too.
End
Rating: PG
Category: Gen RPF oneshot
Word Count: 1273
Characters: Adam, Danny, Kris and Allison
Warning: None
Summary: Everybody needs a little color in their life.
Author’s Notes: This is a stand alone oneshot, but it was inspired by this story regarding a mishap with hair dye. Takes place at the beginning of the tour.
Disclaimer: Everything here is fiction except for the names, which are used without permission. I claim only what is mine, and I make no money off what is theirs.
- - - - -
With a show this evening, Adam’s decided he better repaint his fingernails, given that some of the paint is starting to chip and look like shit. Adding another layer of the glossy black, he sings softly to himself. Even since the finale, he's been listening to more Queen than is probably healthy, and now he can't get the songs out of his head. But he has already accepted the fact that he's suffered worse ailments and goes with it.
He's just reached the verse in the song about Galileo and thunderbolts when he hears a curse followed by a clatter of something falling. Adam looks up in time to see Danny, wearing a bathrobe and baseball cap, rush into his dressing room.
"Did you do this?!" Danny asks, a bit breathless.
"Do what?"
"Do what? Do what?" Danny sounds frantic, as if someone just told them they had to be on stage in two minutes. He pulls off his baseball cap to reveal a head of purple tipped hair. His hair's messier and darker because it's wet--fresh from the shower obviously--but there's no mistaking the purple coloring in it. "Do this!" he says. He makes a gesture to his head.
Adam frowns. He remembers joking around with Danny earlier in the season, back when they were in the mansion in California that Danny should try out some color in his hair. But does Danny really think he was serious? Shit. It's a long tour across the country for them, and they all want to stay on each other’s good sides. Well, as much as possible anyway.
"Honest, man," Adam says, raising his hands in mock defense, "I didn't do it."
Danny pauses, considering, and he must decide that Adam really is innocent because he huffs and says, "Then who? Who else has hair dye? Did someone break into your stash?"
"I don't even have purple," Adam says. To prove his point, he turns and pulls out the drawer in his vanity set where all his hair dye is stored. Different colored bottles--blue and black and even a green--roll around as Danny comes forward and peeks inside. "See?" Adam says. "No purple." He blows over his nails, hoping the paint will dry before it gets smudged.
Danny grunts. "You think it was Allison? She dyes her hair a lot."
Kris, who's just coming in with an armful of papers--most likely their song lineups for the night--says, "Yeah, but she dyes hers pink and red."
Danny swears under his breath. It's obvious he's not liking his odds here.
"Maybe we have a secret hair-dyeing bandit on the loose," Adam says. He's decided that his nails could use another coat, so he's back to adding another layer of black to them.
"Don't joke about that," Danny says. "That's not even funny."
Adam grins. "It is just a little funny." A visual image of a man with rainbow hair sneaking into people's rooms like the toothfairy gone wrong pops into his head. He can't stop himself from chuckling.
Even Kris, sitting down, has to smile. "I'll agree with the little funny part."
Danny stands there, a bit dumbfounded because he was clearly wanting find the perpetrator and now he's only coming up empty-handed. Adam would feel a bit sorry for him--he likes the guy well enough--but, at the same point, he's got to admit that the purple doesn't exactly look bad on Danny. Besides, it probably would be good for Danny to break out of his shell now and again.
"How long until this stuff washes out?" Danny finally asks.
Adam shrugs. "Depends on the type. Couple washes? Couple weeks? Sorry, Danny, I don't know."
"Talk to your stylist," Kris suggests. "They might be able to strip it."
Adam glances over to Kris. "You know hair?" He's slightly surprised. Is this a new side of Kris he's never seen?
Kris chuckles and shakes his head. "Nah, I just heard Katy talking about it with her mom. She had a bad dye job one time. Turned all her hair orange."
"Ah," Adam says. This makes sense. After all, if Kris was hiding some scandalous rocker persona in his history, Adam's sure he would've found out a long time ago. Then, back to Danny, Adam says, "I think it works for you." When Danny's face flickers with disbelief, Adam adds, "Honest. You think I'd steer you wrong on this one? Add some purple into your wardrobe tonight, like, y’know, you did for Rock Week. It'll be a hell of a lot easier doing that than messing with your hair otherwise."
Danny sighs. "I don't know, guys..." He shakes his head. Now that his hair is starting to dry, the purple really isn't as dramatic as Adam had first thought. That's almost disappointing in a way because it's likely that ninety percent of the crowd won't even notice the new color. "I just wish I knew who did it."
"I'm sure we'll find out eventually," Kris says. "But I'm with Adam on this one. Just change your wardrobe plans tonight. Who knows how long you'll spend in your hair stylist's chair messing with that? You don't want to miss dress rehearsal because of some dye problem."
"Maybe you're right." He pulls the baseball cap back on. "I guess I better go talk to the wardrobe gals, huh?"
"Sounds like a plan to me," Adam says. He's back to blowing on his nails and wishing he had some silver glitter or something as an overcoat. Then again, he thinks, that might be over the top even for him.
After Danny's left, both Kris and Adam sit in silence for a few moments until a voice from behind Adam's vanity set asks, "Is he gone?"
"Yup," Kris says, not lifting his eyes from the papers in his hands.
"Damn," Allison says, coming out from behind the set and brushing off her knees. She exhales, blowing her hair out of her face. "I thought he was never going to leave. Talk, talk, talk..." She leans against the vanity set. "So," she says, grinning, "how'd I do?"
"Excellent job, m'dear," Adam says. They high-five and laugh.
"Maybe that’ll help the poor guy get some excitement in his life," Allison says. She flips her own hair dramatically and giggles. "Nothing like a little dye to add some color to your life, huh?"
"What I want to know is how you did it," Kris says. He looks up from the papers. "That took some talent."
Allison beams and pulls out a bottle of purple dye from her pocket. She shakes it and says, "Well, I just am that good. Plus, it does help that Danny sleeps like a rock."
As Adam and Allison laugh, Kris shakes his head. "You two are horrible." But, he's smiling all the same. It’s really not a malicious thing at all. Aren't pranks to be expected now and then? Plus, Adam's sure that Danny will forgive them…if he ever finds out who did it, that is.
"Who's next?" Allison asks. She looks over to Kris. "Oh and don't worry, Adam says you're off limits, since you're the winner and all." She laughs playfully. They all know Adam likes and respects Kris too much for a sneak hair dye attack. "I think the producers might kill us for that one."
"I'm touched," Kris says.
"Matt?" Adam suggests, frowning.
"Color?" Allison asks.
They both sit in silence, contemplating, until Kris says, "Green sounds good to me."
Adam laughs and he's reminded of why he likes Kris so much. Oh yeah, green sounds good to him, too.
End