Hope ya'll liked that last chapter!! anyway my muse suggested that i pick
on some other x-men for awile...so i bring you the next edition in "Wake up
and smell the chaos"!!
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jean woke up with the sun creeping through her window. her husband, scott, already gone to prepare for the danger room session. it didn't worry her, as she was used to this. she got out of bed and put on her morning robe compleatly ready to start her day. she went into the bathroom and looked in the mirror. AND THERE IT WAS!! in between long strands of brilliant red hair was one single white strand. "noNoNO!! this can't be happening!!" jean screamed. she needed to do something! no way was she ready to be old!! jean quickly thought. she could cut it out! but no, then people might be suspicious when she started to gain huge bald spots. then it hit her...she could DYE her hair. she was sure she could find hair dye the exact same colour as her own! but she couldn't go to the drug store. people might see her! but she had to! jean pulled herself away from her reflection and grabbed one of scotts old baseball caps. she carefully tucked her GREY hair underneath it and snuck out of the mansion. it was a short drie to the drugstore and she quickly ran in. she walked by the hair dye section carefully making sure no one else was anywhere near that section. she slinked into the 'red' section. she'd long since taken out the security cameras. she picked up a box that might be clse to her natural colour but she wasn't sure if it would match. her green eyes scanned both ways before she cautiously picked up a strand of her hair and layed it against the colour on the box. damn! this hair colour was much to light! she picked up another box and repeated her last steps. this one was too dark! then jean got a brilliant idea...if this one was to dark, and the last one was to light, then mixing them together would make it perfect! quickly she went into the check out, completly ready to erase all memories of this from any witnesses. there was a young girl at the check out who didn't seem to much like her job. the girl quickly and carelessly scanned the iems and jean payed. again she looked both ways. no one. exellent. jean grabbed her 'plan' and drove home at exessive speeds. she HAD to destroy all evidence of her age as soon as possible. she quickly parked and ran to her room knocking over a vase full of water onto the hardwood floor. she saw her room at the end of the hall. so close! then suddenly she bumped into another figure. she quickly hid the dye behind her back and stared at her obsticle. bobby stared at her wide eyed and quickly his something behind his back. "nice day isn't it jean??" he said nervously. "yes, buitiful...I think i'll go enjoy it in my room!" jean said quickly. "me too!" bobby rang in. both ran to their rooms and slammed the doors. "that was too close" jean sighed releived. she quickly ran into the bathroom checking over her presious items making sure the boxes were still in tact. YES! they were still perfect as when she'd bought them! then she tore off the tops of the boxes and read over the instructions. this was easy, she could do this!she grabbed both the big and little bottles. she kept an eye on the instructions as she mixed them all into one big batter of hair dye. it was a strange purple colour, but it didn't matter. she was determined. she quickly put on the cheap plastic glovs from one of the packs and worked the purple mess through her red (and grey) hair. she read the instructions again. she had to wait 30 minutes for the stuff to set. no problem...she'd read, while keeping a close eye on her hair of course! now something to read...the bathroom was unusually bare of magazines. she'd check her room! she looked over her well organised room. not a single magazine, novel or shampoo bottle to be found. there had to be SOMETHING to read around here! she checked every drawer in the room. nothing. she checked underneath the covers. still nothing. she checked behind every peice of furniture she owned (not an easy task. might she add). absolutly nothing. then she checked every bag, box, over and under absolutly everything in the room.NOTHING!! she looked over her room once more.it looked like a tornado had just swept through. great! now she had to clean up! she bent over to pick up the bed sheets and something big wet and purple slattered on the carpet, leaing a perminent stain on her white carpet. then she remebered. HER HAIR!! she ran frantically to the bathroom and gazed in the mirror. she couldn't see the colour her hair had turned through all the purple goop. she'd just wash it off then! she put her head under the tap and watched as purple water fell down the drain. it took her a good three minutes before she was confident that all the purple stuff was compleatly gone. she towel dried her hair quickly and bit back a scream of horror when she looked in the mirror. her hair! her precious hair was cotton candy pink!!! that's not even mentioning the chemical damage!! jean sighed...at least no one would see her grey hair...
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notes: this really did happen to someone I know!! he tried to dye his hair a copper-red colour and it ended up bright pink!! anyway next chapter....Storm!!
also i will take requests for characters! the more the character is in demand, the faster I will write!!! so go review, will ya?!
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jean woke up with the sun creeping through her window. her husband, scott, already gone to prepare for the danger room session. it didn't worry her, as she was used to this. she got out of bed and put on her morning robe compleatly ready to start her day. she went into the bathroom and looked in the mirror. AND THERE IT WAS!! in between long strands of brilliant red hair was one single white strand. "noNoNO!! this can't be happening!!" jean screamed. she needed to do something! no way was she ready to be old!! jean quickly thought. she could cut it out! but no, then people might be suspicious when she started to gain huge bald spots. then it hit her...she could DYE her hair. she was sure she could find hair dye the exact same colour as her own! but she couldn't go to the drug store. people might see her! but she had to! jean pulled herself away from her reflection and grabbed one of scotts old baseball caps. she carefully tucked her GREY hair underneath it and snuck out of the mansion. it was a short drie to the drugstore and she quickly ran in. she walked by the hair dye section carefully making sure no one else was anywhere near that section. she slinked into the 'red' section. she'd long since taken out the security cameras. she picked up a box that might be clse to her natural colour but she wasn't sure if it would match. her green eyes scanned both ways before she cautiously picked up a strand of her hair and layed it against the colour on the box. damn! this hair colour was much to light! she picked up another box and repeated her last steps. this one was too dark! then jean got a brilliant idea...if this one was to dark, and the last one was to light, then mixing them together would make it perfect! quickly she went into the check out, completly ready to erase all memories of this from any witnesses. there was a young girl at the check out who didn't seem to much like her job. the girl quickly and carelessly scanned the iems and jean payed. again she looked both ways. no one. exellent. jean grabbed her 'plan' and drove home at exessive speeds. she HAD to destroy all evidence of her age as soon as possible. she quickly parked and ran to her room knocking over a vase full of water onto the hardwood floor. she saw her room at the end of the hall. so close! then suddenly she bumped into another figure. she quickly hid the dye behind her back and stared at her obsticle. bobby stared at her wide eyed and quickly his something behind his back. "nice day isn't it jean??" he said nervously. "yes, buitiful...I think i'll go enjoy it in my room!" jean said quickly. "me too!" bobby rang in. both ran to their rooms and slammed the doors. "that was too close" jean sighed releived. she quickly ran into the bathroom checking over her presious items making sure the boxes were still in tact. YES! they were still perfect as when she'd bought them! then she tore off the tops of the boxes and read over the instructions. this was easy, she could do this!she grabbed both the big and little bottles. she kept an eye on the instructions as she mixed them all into one big batter of hair dye. it was a strange purple colour, but it didn't matter. she was determined. she quickly put on the cheap plastic glovs from one of the packs and worked the purple mess through her red (and grey) hair. she read the instructions again. she had to wait 30 minutes for the stuff to set. no problem...she'd read, while keeping a close eye on her hair of course! now something to read...the bathroom was unusually bare of magazines. she'd check her room! she looked over her well organised room. not a single magazine, novel or shampoo bottle to be found. there had to be SOMETHING to read around here! she checked every drawer in the room. nothing. she checked underneath the covers. still nothing. she checked behind every peice of furniture she owned (not an easy task. might she add). absolutly nothing. then she checked every bag, box, over and under absolutly everything in the room.NOTHING!! she looked over her room once more.it looked like a tornado had just swept through. great! now she had to clean up! she bent over to pick up the bed sheets and something big wet and purple slattered on the carpet, leaing a perminent stain on her white carpet. then she remebered. HER HAIR!! she ran frantically to the bathroom and gazed in the mirror. she couldn't see the colour her hair had turned through all the purple goop. she'd just wash it off then! she put her head under the tap and watched as purple water fell down the drain. it took her a good three minutes before she was confident that all the purple stuff was compleatly gone. she towel dried her hair quickly and bit back a scream of horror when she looked in the mirror. her hair! her precious hair was cotton candy pink!!! that's not even mentioning the chemical damage!! jean sighed...at least no one would see her grey hair...
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notes: this really did happen to someone I know!! he tried to dye his hair a copper-red colour and it ended up bright pink!! anyway next chapter....Storm!!
also i will take requests for characters! the more the character is in demand, the faster I will write!!! so go review, will ya?!