I warn you now the vast majority of these titles will be shitty and if I can come up with a pun, chances are the title will be a pun. A bad pun at that. The majority of these are disgustingly sweet and kinda just straight up crappy writing too, honestly. I just didn't know what to do with them.

Disclaimer: These nerds are not my creation.

"No, absolutely not. Daryl please, no!" Beth pleaded, whirling around so that her hair was out of his reach. After a rough day at the daycare, she found gum in her hair which she was sure probably ended up there somewhere between Jackson pushing over Kyle and Sophie throwing up. She had frantically tried everything she could think of and then some. She had tried peanut butter and ice and cooking oil and baking soda and by the time Daryl came home she was on the verge of frustrated tears. She told him about the gum and all her efforts and when he examined the tangled spot of hair, he confirmed what she feared the most.

"I think we might have to cut it out." He'd said hesitantly.

"There has to be another way." Beth said desperately. Her hair was one of her favorite features. She had always had her long golden blonde hair and she adored it. There was no way she was going to let anyone take a pair of scissors and mess with it. "Its my hair."

"Listen, it ain't coming out another way." Daryl told her softly. "Let's go over to that barber shop in town and see if they can get it out without having to cut it much."

She nodded in agreement and Daryl stepped forward to wipe away the tear that had run down her cheek before hugging her to him.

"It'll be okay, Beth."

They walked into the near empty barber shop together, Beth clinging to Daryl's hand like a lifeline. The other clenched around the hem of her shirt to keep it from shaking, and to the untrained eye it wouldn't be but Daryl caught the tremble in it and gripped her hand back reminding her to breathe as he guided her to one of the many open seats.

"I'll be right back." He told her and walked off to the counter to put her name in the waiting book and talk to the man at the counter.

"What can I do for you today, sir? Your hair is looking a bit scraggly but we can fix that right up for you." The man's cheerfulness fell flat at the glare Daryl fixed him with.

"Ain't nothin' wrong with my hair." He ground out. The man opened his mouth, probably to squeak out an apology considering the way he was shaking his head frantically, but Daryl pushed on with his explanation. "See, my girlfriend over in that chair there, she's got gum in her hair. Problem is, she loves her hair. I love her hair. And if a single hair on her head is cut that don't need to be, we're gonna have an even bigger problem, you got that?"

"Yes sir, of course. You can bring her right back and I'll do my absolute best, sir." The barber stuttered and Daryl nodded once before walking back over to Beth. She forced a smile and stood up.

"'S gonna be okay, Greene." He murmured leading her back to the chair that the barber stood at setting up.

"I know." She said though she was shaking worse than before. Daryl knew she was trying to convince herself more than him and his chest ached for her. Beth was still gripping his hand as she sat in the chair and the barber finished setting up. He worked in silence as Daryl and Beth sat there holding hands. It wasn't more than a few minutes before the man replaced his tools and picked up a mirror.

"All done. You wanna see?" He offered moving back behind Beth to position the mirror when she nodded. The moment they could see the back of her head in the mirror, Daryl watched the tension seep from her and the relief that took over. He felt it leave himself too. Her hair was just the same, only having to lose a few strands of hair to the gum, but it definitely wasn't noticeable.

"Thank you so much!" She gushed, beaming at the barber in the mirror. He glanced at Daryl who nodded his approval before he looked back to Beth.

"Of course, ma'am." He said. He lead the couple back over to the counter by the door.

"How much?" Beth asked, reaching into her purse.

"Nothing, ma'am. Free of charge. Wasn't that big a job and only took a few minutes anyway." He said and Beth grinned and thanked the man again before they left.

Beth was beyond relieved as she and Daryl walked up the street back towards their apartment building.

"Told you it'd be okay." Daryl said as Beth slipped her hand into his.

"I'm sorry I was acting so silly over a little bit of hair." She replied running her free hand through it before she leaned her head against his shoulder.

"'S fine, I think I would have cried a bit too if they couldn't fix it." He admitted, squeezing her hand where it rested in his. She grinned up at him as they walked.

"Wouldn't have been so bad if they couldn't though, would it?" Beth asked. She thought about all the hardships they'd faced so far, and how much bigger they'd been than her getting that gum stuck in her hair.

"I don't know, not sure I could stand to stay with you if your hair weren't so great." Daryl teased and Beth lifted her head and slipped her hand from his before giving him a playful shove away from her.

"Shut up, Dixon. You know you love me for more than my hair." She protested as he gravitated back to her side to grab her hand again.

"Course I do, Greene." He said. "Love everything about you and I wouldn't let you go even if you didn't have any hair at all."

Beth pulled him to a stop and reached up on her toes to kiss him. He ran his fingers through her hair as she locked her arms around his neck. If there was one thing Beth was sure of, it was that she was more than thankful that she had Daryl Dixon at her side. She knew no matter what happened, he'd be there with her and they'd face all of their problems, big and small, together.