"Who's the clown?" Dally asked with a sneer.
"Who's the dumb blond?"
Sasha sighted, "Javier this is Dallas Winston."
Dallas peered at him, "Haven't I seen you before."
"This is my first time in Tulsa."
"Na, not in Tulsa, you ever been to New York?"
"Yea, I go there a lot, on business."
"What kinda business?"
"Not that it's any of your concern but I'm a bounty hunter."
Darry's jaw dropped "You a WHAT?"
"Well actaully, I'm more of a mercenary, you know hit man, hired gun. Which ever floats yer boat."
Dally sneered, "Do you expect us to believe that?"
"You don't have too." Jav said shrugging
"Uh huh, and what if I was to pull a gun and shoot someone? What would you?"
"You'd be dead before you pulled the trigger."
Sasha didn't like where this was going, "Would you two cool it? I don't want either of you shot so just stop it."
"Aww c'mon Soc, what would a Soc care if a greaser got shot?"
"Dally, I know you have a sensitive side, don't try and hide it. What are you doing here anyway?"
Dally shrugged, "It's a free country, nice driving by the way Tim, I didn't know your car could go that fast."
"I wasn't driving, Sash was, I didn't know it could go that fast either. Dally you know as well as I do she ain't no Soc, would a Soc give a greaser a thousand dollars?"
Dally frowned, didn't say anything he just walked back to his car and drove off.
"Hey Jav, can I borrow your bike?"
"Where'd you learn to drive a bike?"
"I could ask you the same question."
"I won't ask if you don't."
"Deal." She hopped in the bike and sped after Dally. She trailed him for a while, eventually he slowed and stopped, she heard a loud curse and figured he ran out of gas since he had stopped in the middle of nowhere. She pulled up beside the car.
He looked up then away, "What do you want?"
"I just wanted to offer you a ride."
"I don't need a ride from you."
"Dally, why don't you just give it up, I'm not a Soc I'm tryin to help."
"Go away."
"Fine." She drove off.
"Oh fuck" Dally said he saw two cars, coming toward him, he tried to start the car but it was out of gas completely. One car parked in front of him and one in back, they were corvettes, they must be Socs. And they were, nine of them, all of them had blades, two of them had heaters, all he had was a switch and a not loaded gun.
"Hey, greaser, we're gonna get you this time, none of your friends around to help."
Dally stepped out of the car and prepared to fight, he knew there were too many of them though, all of them were fairly big too. Something hit Dally from behind and knocked him to the ground, he was momentarily winded, one of the Socs must have snuck up behind him, he felt something hit him hard on the back of his head and he blacked out.
When he came too. He was on his back, they was blood on his jacket and his face. Sasha was standing above him, she had a bloody knife in one hand and a gun in the other, he looked around and saw the Socs running to there cars.
As the cars sped away he heard a shot fired, he saw Sasha jerk and grab her shoulder. The cars sped off and Sasha knelt beside Dally, "Are you ok?"
He didn't answer, he wondered how many broken ribs he had.
"You got shot a couple times, not anywhere important luckily."
"You got shot too." He weakly lifted an arm and touched her shoulder.
"Na, I'm fine, c'mon, we got to get you on this bike." She grasped his shoulders and helped him up and somehow they managed to get him to the bike, he climbed on and she got on in front of him, "Just lean on me, and don't pass out please." She felt him nod as she started the bike up and took off, kind of slow just in case.
"You saved my life." He said into her ear, his head was resting on her shoulder and his head was leaning against hers.
"Now do you believe that I'm not a Soc?"
"Yea, your no Soc, yer a greaser now." He lightly kissed her cheek, she smiled as his arms snaked around her waist.
She pulled up at the Curtis house, she yelled at the house, "Hey, anyone home? Come out here and help me!!" the door flew open and the entire gang ran out before she had even finished her sentence.
Javier was with them and he was the first one to reach them, "God Sasha. What happened to you guys, your pale Sasha you must have lost a lot of blood."
She nodded and she started to fall off the bike, she felt strong arms close around her before she blacked out.
Darry caught Sasha as she fell; he lifted her and carried her inside. Javier ended up carrying the now unconscious Dally into the house because he was the only other one that could lift him.
They laid the two on Darry's bed; Javier started to take off Sasha's shirt so he could take a look at her wounds. He glanced around and saw Two-bit and Steve staring, "You two, go get some stuff to fix these guys up with, get some water too."
They hurried off, "Hey, Shepard."
"What?"
"Where's Sasha's bag?"
"At my house why?"
"Go get it."
"What? Why?"
"There's some stuff in there that we are gonna need, who ever stabbed these guys must have meant business, the blades were poisoned."
Silence.
Then Johnny spoke up, sounding scared, "those things kill people, you can't stop the poison."
"You can if that idiot goes and gets her bag!"
"Alright, I'll go get it."
He took off also. Javier pulled off her shirt; he noticed Johnny and Pony averted their eyes even though she still had a bra on. He looked her over, she had a bullet in her shoulder and a stab wound on her front, not to mention several other smaller bruises and cuts.
He shifted over to Dally; there was nothing he could do to help her until Tim got back. Dally, had gotten stabbed by a poisoned blade once also, he had a large gash on one side and on an arm, both were going to need stitches. He felt Dally's ribs, two were broken probably some cracked. He had bruises all over also, he had been shot in the arm, and shoulder and a bullet had nicked his side.
When Steve and Two-bit returned with the supplies he gently washed the blood off of Sasha and Dally, then he wrapped Dally's ribs. He would have to wait for Tim to get back to do anything else, when Sasha woke she would have to stitch Dally's wounds.
As soon as Sasha got the antidote and woke up she would be fine, she had gotten shot many times before, it was nothing new to her. After a couple minutes of impatient waiting Tim ran in the room with the bag, Jav grabbed it away from him and dumped the contents out on the bed, he snatched up a small metal suitcase, there was a padlock on it. 'Why the hell would Sasha lock her first aid kit?' Jav thought, he needed something to pick it with. He looked around, nothing, he needed a hairpin or wire or something like that, he stepped out of the room and looked around. Two-bit came forward and handed him a hair pin, "I keep one handy, just in case." He shrugged, Jav thanked him. He went back to the bedroom and opened the case, two syringes, some bottles of stuff, some giant looking tweezer things, some bandages and some painkillers.
He took out the two syringes and singled out the right bottle, he filled the shots and injected the first into Sasha's arm. He took the second and did the same to Dally.
Darry was standing in the door way looking stoic, "Is that stuff gonna work?"
"Yea, it will." He put away the syringes and took up the giant tweezer things, he hated this part, he mentally reminded himself that they couldn't feel it. He first took out the bullet in Sasha's shoulder; he looked at the bullet and shook his head slowly. He looked back down at her and jumped, she was sitting up, her eyes were open and she was smiling up at him.
He gaped, "You were awake the whole time weren't you?"
"Just after you gave me that antidote, you know that stuff works fast."
"I didn't thin kit worked THAT fast! Why didn't you tell me, I wouldn't have pulled this thing out."
"I know, you wouldn't have pulled it out if you knew I was awake, you always were to soft."
"But it fucking hurts when you get bullet pulled out!"
She cocked one eyebrow at him, "How many times to you think I've had to pull out my own bullet?"
Jav winced at the thought of it. "Ok, I see your point, but still." he shook his head, and moved over to Dally.
Sasha stood up and peered up at Darry, "Howdy Darry."
"You are an astonishing woman Sasha."
"Aren't I though?" she grinned and ambled past him the rest of the gang was there, staring at the T.V. Sasha found this odd since the T.V. wasn't on. She hopped over the back of the couch and plopped down between Soda and Johnny. "I always liked this channel." She said cheerfully, that snapped them all out of their daze.
Six pairs of arms squeezed Sasha all the sudden and she fought for breath, "Uhh, guys, my shoulders still a little sore do you mind?" she was released and apologized too about a million times.
"Ahh, no worries, I'm ok." She sat back, on the couch, Soda appeared over her and landed big kiss on the lips. Sasha blinked. She was about to say something when Tim kissed her also.
"Uhh, I missed you guys too."
"Sorry" mumbled Soda, "I was just so worried about you."
He hugged her again being careful wit her injured shoulder.
Two-bit pulled off his jacket, "As much as I like to see topless blonds, I think you should put something on." she smiled and pulled on his jacket.
"So, what you guys been up to?"
Darry rolled over and looked at the clock, 5:00, who beside himself would be up this early, especially in the summer. He slowly climbed out of bed; he walked to the kitchen and found Sasha. Her hair was wet, she must have taken a shower, she was dressed in a black tank top and a pair of Mickey Mouse boxers. One of Darry's eyebrows raised, didn't Two-bit have a pair like that?
"Good morning, Darry, do you know if every one likes bacon?"
"Bacon, we don't have bacon."
"Oh, well, I went and err....lifted some." She smiled and loaded some bacon on a frying pan. "There's some bacon over there if you're hungry." She pointed with a fork to the table where there was already a plate heaped with bacon.
Darry sat and started in on the bacon.
"How do you like your eggs?"
"Umm, scrambled, hey Sasha where'd you get those boxers?"
"Oh umm, me and Two-bit made a deal that if I got to take a shower by myself then I would have to wear my undies around and I didn't want to do that so I'm wearing Soda's instead."
"Oooo, so those are Soda's?"
"Yea"
"I hope you don't mind, Javier, stayed the night here, I used up the last of his gas last night."
"Oh, that's ok." He craned his neck to see if he was on the couch, Johnny was. "Where'd he sleep?"
"In Soda's old room, with me." Darry blinked and looked at Sasha. "Don't give me that look, he's like my brother, besides, he has a wife."
"Right, sorry."
She grinned as she set a plate piled with eggs.
"You seen Dally this morn?"
"Na, I just woke up, how is he?"
"Better, ignorant, but better."
"That's good, Sasha, why are you making breakfast and all this stuff?"
"Well, Tim's got all my money, and I figured I owned you guys, that plus, chocolate cake ain't all that healthy."
"Oh, ok, well, you don't owe us anything."
"Yes I do, and don't argue with me, I grew up with five stubborn men, so you'd never win anyway."
"Okay. So, you grew up with 5 boys? Is Javier one of them?"
"Well, I actually didn't grow up with them, I have lived with them for about, oh 3 or 4 yeas now. And no, Javier isn't one of them; Jav is my foster father's son. I lived with him when I was about 2 through 6."
"Oh, then where'd u go?"
"I was kidnapped, and I kinda was taken to a different land and left there until I was about 13 then I left and went to go find Jav and his father again. And I did after a year or so, but while I was looking for them I picked up the five guys. It's a long story actually."
"Oh, I wanna hear it." That was Soda he was standing in the doorway, Two- bit and Steve entered.
"Well, to bad, it would take all day."
"Yea you guys," this was Darry, "And besides maybe she doesn't want to talk about it."
"Okay." The other three sat down.
Two-bit was still curious, "Well, will you tell us about these boys that you lived with?"
"Sure, but first, how do you guys like your eggs."
"Scrambled"
"Sunnyside up."
"Green."
Everyone expected Sasha to find Soda's green comment odd, but she didn't. "Ok," she piled eggs on the pan. "Ok, well, first of all you guys, they aren't boys, they are more like men."
Pony, Johnny, and Dally entered also, leaning on Jav and limping heavily and Sasha asked them how they liked there eggs as they sat.
"Okay, how old are they all?"
"Well, lets see Boomer is 20...or maybe 21, not sure. Hound is 19. Ty and Trey, they are twins, they are both 18, and Bowman is 18 or 19 I think."
"Oooo, so they are older. Are they big and buff like us?" Steve asked winking
"Well, none of them are Darry's size."
"Figures, Darry's pretty big."
"No I mean, none of them are that small."
Jaws dropped "Are you serious?"
"Yea, well maybe Bowman, he's not as big as the others. He's real fast though."
They frowned, "Well, size doesn't matter, I bet they aren't good fighters."
Sasha smiled, "Actually, they are all great fighters."
"Well, I bet we're better looking then them." This was Two-bit."
"Well, that's a matter of opinion, but I find them all quiet handsome."
"Well, do they have any imperfections??" asked Dally sarcastically
"Yea, they are way to over protective."
"Oooo, well, I can't blame em." Two-bit grinned, "I would be too." Sasha glared daggers at him as she set a plate of eggs in front of each of them; Soda's eggs were green.
"I love the boxers Sasha, where'd you get em?" Steve grinned as he mischievously pulled Sasha down onto his lap. Sasha put her arm around his neck and got him in a headlock, messing up his hair.
"AWWW, not the hair!! Please!" she laughed and stood up releasing him, Steve ran to the bathroom to fix his hair.
The guys all started cracking up and teased him about worrying about his hair.
"Who's the dumb blond?"
Sasha sighted, "Javier this is Dallas Winston."
Dallas peered at him, "Haven't I seen you before."
"This is my first time in Tulsa."
"Na, not in Tulsa, you ever been to New York?"
"Yea, I go there a lot, on business."
"What kinda business?"
"Not that it's any of your concern but I'm a bounty hunter."
Darry's jaw dropped "You a WHAT?"
"Well actaully, I'm more of a mercenary, you know hit man, hired gun. Which ever floats yer boat."
Dally sneered, "Do you expect us to believe that?"
"You don't have too." Jav said shrugging
"Uh huh, and what if I was to pull a gun and shoot someone? What would you?"
"You'd be dead before you pulled the trigger."
Sasha didn't like where this was going, "Would you two cool it? I don't want either of you shot so just stop it."
"Aww c'mon Soc, what would a Soc care if a greaser got shot?"
"Dally, I know you have a sensitive side, don't try and hide it. What are you doing here anyway?"
Dally shrugged, "It's a free country, nice driving by the way Tim, I didn't know your car could go that fast."
"I wasn't driving, Sash was, I didn't know it could go that fast either. Dally you know as well as I do she ain't no Soc, would a Soc give a greaser a thousand dollars?"
Dally frowned, didn't say anything he just walked back to his car and drove off.
"Hey Jav, can I borrow your bike?"
"Where'd you learn to drive a bike?"
"I could ask you the same question."
"I won't ask if you don't."
"Deal." She hopped in the bike and sped after Dally. She trailed him for a while, eventually he slowed and stopped, she heard a loud curse and figured he ran out of gas since he had stopped in the middle of nowhere. She pulled up beside the car.
He looked up then away, "What do you want?"
"I just wanted to offer you a ride."
"I don't need a ride from you."
"Dally, why don't you just give it up, I'm not a Soc I'm tryin to help."
"Go away."
"Fine." She drove off.
"Oh fuck" Dally said he saw two cars, coming toward him, he tried to start the car but it was out of gas completely. One car parked in front of him and one in back, they were corvettes, they must be Socs. And they were, nine of them, all of them had blades, two of them had heaters, all he had was a switch and a not loaded gun.
"Hey, greaser, we're gonna get you this time, none of your friends around to help."
Dally stepped out of the car and prepared to fight, he knew there were too many of them though, all of them were fairly big too. Something hit Dally from behind and knocked him to the ground, he was momentarily winded, one of the Socs must have snuck up behind him, he felt something hit him hard on the back of his head and he blacked out.
When he came too. He was on his back, they was blood on his jacket and his face. Sasha was standing above him, she had a bloody knife in one hand and a gun in the other, he looked around and saw the Socs running to there cars.
As the cars sped away he heard a shot fired, he saw Sasha jerk and grab her shoulder. The cars sped off and Sasha knelt beside Dally, "Are you ok?"
He didn't answer, he wondered how many broken ribs he had.
"You got shot a couple times, not anywhere important luckily."
"You got shot too." He weakly lifted an arm and touched her shoulder.
"Na, I'm fine, c'mon, we got to get you on this bike." She grasped his shoulders and helped him up and somehow they managed to get him to the bike, he climbed on and she got on in front of him, "Just lean on me, and don't pass out please." She felt him nod as she started the bike up and took off, kind of slow just in case.
"You saved my life." He said into her ear, his head was resting on her shoulder and his head was leaning against hers.
"Now do you believe that I'm not a Soc?"
"Yea, your no Soc, yer a greaser now." He lightly kissed her cheek, she smiled as his arms snaked around her waist.
She pulled up at the Curtis house, she yelled at the house, "Hey, anyone home? Come out here and help me!!" the door flew open and the entire gang ran out before she had even finished her sentence.
Javier was with them and he was the first one to reach them, "God Sasha. What happened to you guys, your pale Sasha you must have lost a lot of blood."
She nodded and she started to fall off the bike, she felt strong arms close around her before she blacked out.
Darry caught Sasha as she fell; he lifted her and carried her inside. Javier ended up carrying the now unconscious Dally into the house because he was the only other one that could lift him.
They laid the two on Darry's bed; Javier started to take off Sasha's shirt so he could take a look at her wounds. He glanced around and saw Two-bit and Steve staring, "You two, go get some stuff to fix these guys up with, get some water too."
They hurried off, "Hey, Shepard."
"What?"
"Where's Sasha's bag?"
"At my house why?"
"Go get it."
"What? Why?"
"There's some stuff in there that we are gonna need, who ever stabbed these guys must have meant business, the blades were poisoned."
Silence.
Then Johnny spoke up, sounding scared, "those things kill people, you can't stop the poison."
"You can if that idiot goes and gets her bag!"
"Alright, I'll go get it."
He took off also. Javier pulled off her shirt; he noticed Johnny and Pony averted their eyes even though she still had a bra on. He looked her over, she had a bullet in her shoulder and a stab wound on her front, not to mention several other smaller bruises and cuts.
He shifted over to Dally; there was nothing he could do to help her until Tim got back. Dally, had gotten stabbed by a poisoned blade once also, he had a large gash on one side and on an arm, both were going to need stitches. He felt Dally's ribs, two were broken probably some cracked. He had bruises all over also, he had been shot in the arm, and shoulder and a bullet had nicked his side.
When Steve and Two-bit returned with the supplies he gently washed the blood off of Sasha and Dally, then he wrapped Dally's ribs. He would have to wait for Tim to get back to do anything else, when Sasha woke she would have to stitch Dally's wounds.
As soon as Sasha got the antidote and woke up she would be fine, she had gotten shot many times before, it was nothing new to her. After a couple minutes of impatient waiting Tim ran in the room with the bag, Jav grabbed it away from him and dumped the contents out on the bed, he snatched up a small metal suitcase, there was a padlock on it. 'Why the hell would Sasha lock her first aid kit?' Jav thought, he needed something to pick it with. He looked around, nothing, he needed a hairpin or wire or something like that, he stepped out of the room and looked around. Two-bit came forward and handed him a hair pin, "I keep one handy, just in case." He shrugged, Jav thanked him. He went back to the bedroom and opened the case, two syringes, some bottles of stuff, some giant looking tweezer things, some bandages and some painkillers.
He took out the two syringes and singled out the right bottle, he filled the shots and injected the first into Sasha's arm. He took the second and did the same to Dally.
Darry was standing in the door way looking stoic, "Is that stuff gonna work?"
"Yea, it will." He put away the syringes and took up the giant tweezer things, he hated this part, he mentally reminded himself that they couldn't feel it. He first took out the bullet in Sasha's shoulder; he looked at the bullet and shook his head slowly. He looked back down at her and jumped, she was sitting up, her eyes were open and she was smiling up at him.
He gaped, "You were awake the whole time weren't you?"
"Just after you gave me that antidote, you know that stuff works fast."
"I didn't thin kit worked THAT fast! Why didn't you tell me, I wouldn't have pulled this thing out."
"I know, you wouldn't have pulled it out if you knew I was awake, you always were to soft."
"But it fucking hurts when you get bullet pulled out!"
She cocked one eyebrow at him, "How many times to you think I've had to pull out my own bullet?"
Jav winced at the thought of it. "Ok, I see your point, but still." he shook his head, and moved over to Dally.
Sasha stood up and peered up at Darry, "Howdy Darry."
"You are an astonishing woman Sasha."
"Aren't I though?" she grinned and ambled past him the rest of the gang was there, staring at the T.V. Sasha found this odd since the T.V. wasn't on. She hopped over the back of the couch and plopped down between Soda and Johnny. "I always liked this channel." She said cheerfully, that snapped them all out of their daze.
Six pairs of arms squeezed Sasha all the sudden and she fought for breath, "Uhh, guys, my shoulders still a little sore do you mind?" she was released and apologized too about a million times.
"Ahh, no worries, I'm ok." She sat back, on the couch, Soda appeared over her and landed big kiss on the lips. Sasha blinked. She was about to say something when Tim kissed her also.
"Uhh, I missed you guys too."
"Sorry" mumbled Soda, "I was just so worried about you."
He hugged her again being careful wit her injured shoulder.
Two-bit pulled off his jacket, "As much as I like to see topless blonds, I think you should put something on." she smiled and pulled on his jacket.
"So, what you guys been up to?"
Darry rolled over and looked at the clock, 5:00, who beside himself would be up this early, especially in the summer. He slowly climbed out of bed; he walked to the kitchen and found Sasha. Her hair was wet, she must have taken a shower, she was dressed in a black tank top and a pair of Mickey Mouse boxers. One of Darry's eyebrows raised, didn't Two-bit have a pair like that?
"Good morning, Darry, do you know if every one likes bacon?"
"Bacon, we don't have bacon."
"Oh, well, I went and err....lifted some." She smiled and loaded some bacon on a frying pan. "There's some bacon over there if you're hungry." She pointed with a fork to the table where there was already a plate heaped with bacon.
Darry sat and started in on the bacon.
"How do you like your eggs?"
"Umm, scrambled, hey Sasha where'd you get those boxers?"
"Oh umm, me and Two-bit made a deal that if I got to take a shower by myself then I would have to wear my undies around and I didn't want to do that so I'm wearing Soda's instead."
"Oooo, so those are Soda's?"
"Yea"
"I hope you don't mind, Javier, stayed the night here, I used up the last of his gas last night."
"Oh, that's ok." He craned his neck to see if he was on the couch, Johnny was. "Where'd he sleep?"
"In Soda's old room, with me." Darry blinked and looked at Sasha. "Don't give me that look, he's like my brother, besides, he has a wife."
"Right, sorry."
She grinned as she set a plate piled with eggs.
"You seen Dally this morn?"
"Na, I just woke up, how is he?"
"Better, ignorant, but better."
"That's good, Sasha, why are you making breakfast and all this stuff?"
"Well, Tim's got all my money, and I figured I owned you guys, that plus, chocolate cake ain't all that healthy."
"Oh, ok, well, you don't owe us anything."
"Yes I do, and don't argue with me, I grew up with five stubborn men, so you'd never win anyway."
"Okay. So, you grew up with 5 boys? Is Javier one of them?"
"Well, I actually didn't grow up with them, I have lived with them for about, oh 3 or 4 yeas now. And no, Javier isn't one of them; Jav is my foster father's son. I lived with him when I was about 2 through 6."
"Oh, then where'd u go?"
"I was kidnapped, and I kinda was taken to a different land and left there until I was about 13 then I left and went to go find Jav and his father again. And I did after a year or so, but while I was looking for them I picked up the five guys. It's a long story actually."
"Oh, I wanna hear it." That was Soda he was standing in the doorway, Two- bit and Steve entered.
"Well, to bad, it would take all day."
"Yea you guys," this was Darry, "And besides maybe she doesn't want to talk about it."
"Okay." The other three sat down.
Two-bit was still curious, "Well, will you tell us about these boys that you lived with?"
"Sure, but first, how do you guys like your eggs."
"Scrambled"
"Sunnyside up."
"Green."
Everyone expected Sasha to find Soda's green comment odd, but she didn't. "Ok," she piled eggs on the pan. "Ok, well, first of all you guys, they aren't boys, they are more like men."
Pony, Johnny, and Dally entered also, leaning on Jav and limping heavily and Sasha asked them how they liked there eggs as they sat.
"Okay, how old are they all?"
"Well, lets see Boomer is 20...or maybe 21, not sure. Hound is 19. Ty and Trey, they are twins, they are both 18, and Bowman is 18 or 19 I think."
"Oooo, so they are older. Are they big and buff like us?" Steve asked winking
"Well, none of them are Darry's size."
"Figures, Darry's pretty big."
"No I mean, none of them are that small."
Jaws dropped "Are you serious?"
"Yea, well maybe Bowman, he's not as big as the others. He's real fast though."
They frowned, "Well, size doesn't matter, I bet they aren't good fighters."
Sasha smiled, "Actually, they are all great fighters."
"Well, I bet we're better looking then them." This was Two-bit."
"Well, that's a matter of opinion, but I find them all quiet handsome."
"Well, do they have any imperfections??" asked Dally sarcastically
"Yea, they are way to over protective."
"Oooo, well, I can't blame em." Two-bit grinned, "I would be too." Sasha glared daggers at him as she set a plate of eggs in front of each of them; Soda's eggs were green.
"I love the boxers Sasha, where'd you get em?" Steve grinned as he mischievously pulled Sasha down onto his lap. Sasha put her arm around his neck and got him in a headlock, messing up his hair.
"AWWW, not the hair!! Please!" she laughed and stood up releasing him, Steve ran to the bathroom to fix his hair.
The guys all started cracking up and teased him about worrying about his hair.