It had worked.
"Yama."
Rather, it was working. Yamato chuckled to himself.
"Yama."
You couldn't tell the difference.
"Yama."
"Hm?"
"YOu just poured cold hot chocolate on my head."
"I know. Isn't it amazing?"
Maybe the blonde was going crazy. "Why?"
"You don't notice. You can't see it from here."
"What can't I see? My hair, stcky, and wet."
"With chocolate."
"Yeah."
"And you can't tell it's chocolate." Yamato grinned delightedly.
Tai stared.
"Because they're the same color."
"Okay."
"And it's interesting!"
Tai sighed. "You poured cold hot chocolate all over my hair to see if it was the same color as my hair."
"Yes," was the simple answer.
Tai sighed again. "You're washing it out."