Well I was bored and I was near me phone so THIS happened. So just to let you know this doesn't relate to my other story at all! P.S. I made them have their long hair just for this story. ;D

Haircuts!

"Umm...are you sure about this, Punk? You have great hair, I don't know why you want me to cut it." Chris stated as he had the scissors in his hand, ready to cut off Punk's black hair. Chris just tangled his free hand in Punk's head, and Punk groans out loudly. "Stop that! Just cut it off!"

"Why? I love your hair!"

"So? Its grows out of my fucking head, so its mine. Now get to snapping Chris."

Chris sighed, he obviously doesn't want to cut off the hair he loved. "Fine. How you want me to cut it?" Punk raises his pointing finger and place it right by his ear. Chris gasped. That's TOO short! He's not going to have any hair if he acts like this. "Whoa, that's too damn short. I'm not cutting that far, or you'll have to get somebody else to cut it." Punk stared to mumble and he lowered his finger to his lower neck. "How 'bout that? Its not on my shoulders as much ,which I was planning to do, and its kinda long like that, I guess."

"Its ok now. I will still have something to grab on when we're kissing or something." Punk just sighed, at Chris' stupid comment. Chris made sure that he have a very tight grip on the scissors, so he doesn't mess up, and he took a few of Punk's hair into his sweaty hand. "Are you sure?" Chris asked for the millionth time. "I swear do I have to repeat everything I say, Chris? I just told you and showed you where to fucking cut it at!"

"I was just making sure you want this, that's all!"

"Well, I want this. Now get to snappin' Chris or I'll snap your blond locks of instead."

Chris gasped and held his blond hair closely to his chest, making a mental note to not leave Punk with scissors. Punk looked at Chris in front of his mirror and rolled his eyes. "I'm just kidding, Chris. I love your hair."

"Thank-you."

"Welcome, now proceed with the cutting!"

Chris laughed and he carefully started to cut Punk's hair off to the length he chosen. Punk started to yawn and then the worst mistake happened to Chris. When Punk did his huge yawn, loudly by the way, his head moved as well, and well Chris accidently cut Punk's hair shorter than he planned. Chris just stared at his mistake and Punk started to frown when Chris' suddenly stopped, not knowing what happened at all. "What the fuck did you do, Chris?"

"N-Nothing!"

"Then why are you staring at me head like a freaking unicorn came out and attacked you?"

"I-Ugh...How do I say this...I cut your hair."

Punk rasied an eyebrow at Chris, not understanding what he just said. "Duh, I told you to cut it."

"No-No...I...when you yawned I accedently cut too much of your hair."

"Wha- How much?"

Chris just tooked a picture of his little accident with his Iphone and he gave it to Punk. Chris made sure he was in a saft distance away from the wild Punk. "What?... Let's just go with my plan now, Chris. Cut it up by my ear, and you better be careful with those damn sissors." Punk put the phone on the on the counter and crosed his arms, clearly pissed. Chris hesitated before he walked back to Punk and resumed the hair cut, trying not to look at Punk's evil glare at the mirror. "How am I going to wear my hair now? Do I have to use fuckin' gel now?"

"Looks like it. Come on, its not so bad."

"Not bad? Your right it isn't, its horrible! Your gonna have to buy hair gel you fucking idiot."

"Wearing hair gel isn't a big deal, lots of people use it."

"Ohh yeah? Name somebody who isn't a girl that uses it...Don't worry, I'll wait."

Chris thought for a moment before he responded with, "There's Nick Nemeth, Wade Barrett, Mike Mizanin he uses it for the fohawk, and...oh let's not forget Alberto's ring announcer Ricardo."

"Yeah, and all those people you just name either suck or annoying, aka Mike."

"Punk, why won't you let this go? Its just hair, it'll grow back." Punk thought about that and he smirks.

"Hmmm...Thanks for that idea, Chris."

"What do you mean?"

"Nothing! Now go make yourself useful, go over to Mike's hotel room and ask him for some hair gel. I think Alex isn't there, so you won't get mentaly scared for life." Punk pushed Chris all the way to the door and opened it, "And buy me a diet Pepsi, since your outt there." He said before he pushed Chris outside to the hallway and closes the door.

"Revenge is a bitch."

Ahhh! You do not know how much work I had to do! I had to get this huge dictionary to write some misspelled words! So, anyway like the note up there I was bored so this happened...oh well... Sould I continue this? I planned it to be a two-shot be you never know what can happen. :D