~Max POV~
It was getting too obnoxious, too complicated, and too much of a hassle. I dealt with it for so long; I can't handle it anymore. As I gazed in the mirror I wondered what I'd done with it, how I even handled it for so long. Sure Fang, Iggy, and Gazzy can deal with it but for guys it's so much easier. Even though Angel and Nudge found a way I just haven't, and it needs to end. I looked at my 'unbarfed-chocolate' eyes and slowly brought the knife up. I was about to make the incision when Fang busted in.
~Fang POV~
I was going to get Max for dinner, but when I opened the door I saw a vision I only had in my worst nightmares; Max holding a knife up to her neck. A million thoughts went through my mind, and I immediately took action. I ran up and swiped the knife away and let it clatter to the floor. I pounced on Max and get screaming at her, demanding to know what she was thinking. I probably would've gone on forever if she hadn't silenced me with her hand and said "I always chop off my hair with a knife though"