Disclaimer: I do not own OHSHC. I only own my oc.

Quinn POV

I still need to get out of this stupid pink prank outfit. I miss my ripped jeans.

Pulling out my duffle bag full of clothes and unzipping it. I ran into my attached bathroom to take off the wig and get dressed into my working clothes.

I was now minus one blond wig, back in my ripped black skinny jeans and painting shirt.

'Ok, operation: Save My Sanity. Begins now.' Grabbing my skateboard and some money from my guitar case. I leave the house making a quick run to the hardware store for a can of paint.

Third POV

"Hey Kyoya? Do you know where Quinn is?" Tamaki asks walking into Kyoya's office.

"I believe she went out." Kyoya replied not looking up from his writing.

"I'm sorry I think I misheard you, it sounded like you said Quinn left."

"No, you didn't mishear anything, Tamaki."

"What do you mean my darling daughter is out in the world alone?!"

"She's not alone you idiot."

Tamaki pauses from his misery, "what do you mean?"

"I mean, I'm having someone from my police force tail her from a safe distinct whenever she leaves the property without a driver. Think of it like a bodyguard."

Quinn POV

When I get back, I quietly stash the full, unopened paint can under the ruffled pink behemoth. Staring down the pink monstrosity that is my bed. With scissors in hand I get to work.

~~~~~~~~~~Time Skip~~~~~~~~~

I knock on the door and walk into Kyoya's office "Hey Kyoya? Do we have any paint?" I ask. Trying not to make direct eye contact. 'I don't trust his not yet confirmed mind reading abilities.'

"Why do you need paint Quinn?"

"Because I have an art project I've been working on and I'm out of paint."

Kyoya pauses from his work to give me a long questioning stare before saying "there is some in the art studio down the hall."

"Thanks!" Flashing a bright smile before zipping out the room and following his directions.

~~~Back in Quinn's Room~~

After making a quick run to the hardware store yesterday, for a bucket of paint for the other walls. I cut up some empty trash bags to make makeshift tarps to lay over the floor. Looking back at the pink…wall that will be the spot for a soon to be art mural.

I decided to paint a picture of a sketch I drew a few months again on my mom's birthday. It was an old picture I have of her when she was in college, before she had me.

She never liked the picture because her mascara was running, and she was soaking wet because it was raining. But she was laughing. So I thought it was the most beautiful photo I'd ever seen. Because it's exactly how I remember her.

I got to work on the wall first and then the mural. The I painted the walls base color red, so it wasn't pink for the base color of the picture. Painting the mural, I painted her face in black and white then put vertical water trail like paint strokes and watered-down blotches of reds, greys, black, green, and blue.

I lost myself in my work, because when I just finished and stepped back to admire the room. Just then the door swings open reveling Tamaki. I thought he was mad that that I took it upon myself to redecorate. He was practically speechless and staring. But not at my rehabilitated bedroom. Oh no, he was staring at my blue ombre hair and style choice.

'Surprise! I'm not a princess.'

Just then Kyoya decides to make an appearance.

I point at Tamaki "I think I broke him."