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[jdick]

It was weird that the day he turned thirty-six was also the day he'd been on the island for exactly ten months, so Joe decided that he'd do something to commemorate it before holding some office hours. Nothing big, just something he'd been thinking about doing for a couple weeks already and so he stood in front of the bathroom mirror, a razor in

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[liberatedpet]

Jeroen hadn't cracked up, per se. It was more he did a double take and then giggled madly, catching up with Joe as he walked towards the office. For that reason he wasn't exactly stealthy as he creeped behind Joe, trying to stifle the giggling.

[jdick]

"I can hear you back there, you fucking goof," Joe grumbled as he walked toward the office, knowing by the sound of the giggles exactly who it was who was following him. "Y'know, you're not fooling anyone." He should have expected this. He was going to get even more shit from Neil and Logan.

[liberatedpet]

Once he figured there was no real point to sneaking, Jeroen threw his arms around Joe from behind, effectively halting him. "Fucking goof," he said gleefully against Joe's back.

He was in a very good mood that day.

[jdick]

Joe let out a small, surprised noise when he felt Jeroen's arms go around him and he stopped walking, placing his hand over one of the small wrists around his waist.

"Don't say that about Eostre," he lectured, which he said every single time, although he doubted it did much good.

[jim_halpert]

"You realize I'm going to have to rub your new bald head eventually, right? People say it brings good luck."

Jim hadn't even realized it was Joe at first when he walked in. He actually looked pretty different without the mohawk - not bad, just different. It didn't mean he wasn't going to mess with him anyway.

[jdick]

Joe raised his eyebrows at Jim, looking at him as he came into the office and snorted quietly. "It feels fucking weird, but suit yourself," he said, trying not to smirk. This was something he should've expected when he'd done it.

[jim_halpert]

Jim held himself back from actually going through with it, sitting himself at the table in the room and putting his bag and laptop onto the table.

"So, what's with the haircut? You get bored of your mohawk?"

[jdick]

Joe shrugged a bit at that, reaching up to rub his head sort of absently. "It's been ten months since I got here," he said, as if that explained everything, although it didn't really. "Ten months clean."

[stoicsidekick]

Joe was recognizable by his hair, it was just one of those things. And so as William passed the Council office, he almost didn't realized who was sitting in there. The sailor paused, did a double-take, blinked.

And then he laughed. "Good God, what the hell did you do?"

[jdick]

"Shaved my head," Joe replied without looking up. He could tell by the voice who it was and as long as he kept his head down he could pretend he was doing some very important paperwork or something. Which he, of course, wasn't.

[stoicsidekick]

"I noticed." He crossed his arms over his chest, looking amused.

"What is it with everyone and their hair, anyway?"

[jdick]

"What do you mean, everyone and their hair?" Joe asked, looking up at that, shuffling the papers around a bit before laying them flat on the desk. "I just shaved it off, that's all."

[dale_cooper_fbi]

"Was it some sort of dare?" Dale asked him with exaggerated sympathy, placing his hands on either side of the doorframe and standing in the doorway. "A rite of passage, maybe? Did someone put you up to this, Joe? It's okay, you can tell me."

[jdick]

"It's my birthday," Joe told him, lifting his gaze to look at Dale, his mouth quirking in amusement. "And I've been on this fucking island for ten months. And the damn thing was itchy."

[dale_cooper_fbi]

"It's your birthday and you didn't tell me?" said Dale, finally walking into the office. "Joe, why do you do these things to yourself? I would've gotten you something much better than a bald head."

[jdick]

"I didn't tell anyone except Logan. And Billy already knew." And he liked his bald head, thank you very much. "What would you have gotten me? A stripper? That'd be pretty fucking great."

[echolls_cursed]

Logan was... well, does it really matter what he was doing? Really, because the moment he saw one very bald Joe Dick heading his way, all coherent thoughts and plans were gone. He wanted to laugh, really, he was trying, because it was just... too crazy. And though he'd been warned in advance, he was a little stunned.

"Can I touch it?" he asked as seriously as he could... before bursting out into what could only be described as 'giggles'.

[jdick]

"Don't giggle at my fucking head, asshole," Joe instructed seriously, pointing his fingers at Logan as he approached him, then jabbed his chest lightly. "That's not buddies." Actually, he'd do the same thing if he saw Billy or Logan bald, but that wasn't the point.

[echolls_cursed]

Logan nodded a bit, holding his breath to stop laughing... only to have it build up and come out as a loud cackle.

"Sorry, sorry," he gasped between laughs. "Just... you look like... Mr. Clean."

[jdick]

"I'm way hotter than Mr. Fucking Clean," Joe shot back, snorting when Logan laughed and then resisted the urge to cross his arms. If he did that, he'd end up looking even more than Mr. Clean.