Friends don't let friends...

[little_moons]

It all went downhill from there...George may be tiny, but one thing I learned after about... ten minutes of being her friend, is that you don't piss her off unless you're prepared to get the shit kicked out of you... Or at least prepared to listen to her bitching for the next three days. I think I might be bleeding. I think her fingernail might've

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[jdick]

"Jesus Christ, you sound like you're trying to fucking kill her," Joe announced when he poked his head into the room and saw Neil there with George. And some scissors. And there was a hell of a lot of hair in the sink and a lot less on George's head.

"Why're you cutting her hair?" he asked and then turned his gaze to George. "And why're you trusting him to do it?" He wouldn't trust Neil with scissors anywhere near his damn head.

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"You, shut the fuck up," I say, waving the scissors in his direction at the same time that I take a step back away from her, hand held up to keep her at a safe distance.

"What the fuck, it's not even that bad."

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"Because I'm a dumbass, that's why. Clearly," I growled, hand batting around at the back of my head just to see how bad the damage was.

My coffee was about two seconds away from spilling too, and if that happened I was going to scream the whole compound down. "Neil, I swear to hell..."

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"No fucking kidding," Joe agreed, coming into the bathroom to appraise what Neil had done, his eyebrows lifted in faint amusement. "Who the hell's idea what this, man?" Seemed kind of weird for Neil to just offer to cut her hair, but George didn't seem like she'd suggested it either.

And it really wasn't that bad, but he wasn't about to let that on.

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"Hers," I mutter, even if it's a lie, batting her hands out of the way and squatting down so I can assess the damage. "Seriously, it's not that fucking bad. Just might end up... a little shorter than I thought."

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I snorted and rolled my eyes. "Fucking liar," I shot back right at that mutter, even if it's not exactly the whole truth "And how much shorter? You're the one who said it wouldn't be that hard, jerk off. 'Like coloring inside the lines.'"

I looked at Joe then. "He said that," I insisted, maybe in a thinly veiled attempt to contest the 'stupid idiot' sticker that might as well have been slapped on my forehead.

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"You two got nothing better to do with your time?" Joe asked with a smirk, peering at the back of George's head before he made a face. It really wasn't that bad, but if Neil could cut George's hair, then Joe was going to fuck with her and make her think it was worse than it was.

"Jesus," he said, then let out a low whistle as he shook his head.

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"Fuck off, Joe. Nobody wants you here," I mutter dryly, smirking at him in the mirror and trying to even the ends of her hair without fucking it up even worse.

"Not much... And I did not fucking say that. I said I'd try, and you said you didn't give a fuck, 'just do it'."

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"Yeah okay I really appreciate your expert opinion," I raised my voice at that damn whistling, growing more and more paranoid by the second. To calm myself a bit I just shoved some more of that caffeine right down my throat and made a face at Neil.

It wasn't so much that it might be a bad cut but that I couldn't see it. "You say potato..."

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"George wants me here, don't you?" Joe asked, looking down at her, flashing a grin. "I mean, Christ, we're practically married after we got so close while she was in Dale's body..."

That had mostly just been him fucking with her, but God, it had been fun.

"Besides, it's not like you're gonna be honest to her about what you're doing back here," he added.

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"'Course I am," I argue, elbowing him in the ribs as I move around to work on her other side. "And it's not like she got any real action." The fact that Billy was still here, and you know, that it was George in there, probably kept him from it.

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"Oh, fuck you very much," I snorted at Joe. Yeah, I remembered that experience all too clearly. Jesus Christ, the company I keep by association. Way to freak a girl out by pretty much giving her a boner.

"Will you just fucking cut already and try not to screw it up this time?"

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"Yeah, Neil," Joe said with a smirk, crossing his arms as he looked on. "Just fucking cut it already and try not to screw it up this time."

It looked okay, from what Joe could see, but he really couldn't pass up this opportunity. "But, man, if she has to go to someone professional after this..."

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"Oh, man, seriously... you want me to fuck you up, or what?" I say to him, eyes narrowed, but it's pretty damn obvious I'm full of shit.

I don't even bother to answer her. I'm already cutting, careful to keep the ends even and as close to her shoulders as I can. Not half bad, actually. Well, considering.

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At this point I'm not sure which one I would rather see -- Neil fuck Joe up or Joe fuck Neil up, but either one would be completely satisfying since they were both enjoying my misery far too much.

But once Neil got going I settled down, not minding the shape my hair started to take in the mirror. As long as I wouldn't have to braid it just to get it to stop bothering me I'd be fine. "Now look who's got nothing better to do with his time..." I muttered, watching Joe watch Neil.

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Joe just snorted in response, looking amused as he fell back a little to watch. He really wasn't doing such a terrible job and so Joe kept his mouth shut for the time being to watch.

"What started this?" he asked after a second.