Truly Madly Deeply
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Author's Note: Hehe, I think it's time to start twisting the plot! Or did I already do that? Oh well...
Chapter Ten; Pink Hair
The morning light shines through the blinds, awaking the occupants of the room from their deep sleep. Her hand runs across his bare chest as his hand moves from her leg to her butt slowly, causing the diva to jump slightly.
"Jumpy, aren't we?" He mumbled.
"No... I just didn't know you were--" She started.
"Awake?" He finished.
"Yeah... Awake." She replied.
"Well I've been awake... I was waiting for you to wake up..." He stated.
"Is that right?" She questioned playfully.
"Yep, that's right." He murmured, stretching his arms out.
She watched him, rolling her eyes at his last comment. Before she could comment on it they heard someone pounding on the door that joined the two rooms.
"Amy... What did Jeff do to Chris?" John asked.
"He replaced his after shave with perfume... Replaced his shampoo with pink hair dye... Replaced his soap with a cheap smelly bar of soap... Put glue on the towel Chris was going to use after his shower..." Amy started.
"What is wrong with you people? You'd never consider doing that to me, would you?" John questioned.
"We already did." Amy joked.
"Oh really now? Well I guess I'm gonna cut you off." John stated.
"Like I'd care..." Amy mumbled, getting out of bed.
"You should... I happen to be a very good lover." John insisted.
"Okay... And you know this how? Wait - I probably don't want to know." Amy replied.
Amy quickly opened the door that joined the two rooms and stepped out of the way, Jeff rushed in and quickly went into the bathroom. Chris quickly followed and the second Amy and John seen him they started laughing.
"What are you laughing at?" Chris snapped.
"Your hair... Your back... And your face." Amy replied, as she kept laughing.
"And what, may I ask, is wrong with my face?" Chris asked.
"It's your face... That's what's wrong." Amy teased.
"Well that's uncalled for!" Chris hissed.
"Chris, love the hair... Is that... Pink?" John questioned.
Chris jerked his head in John's direction, giving him a dirty look before he turned his attention back to Amy.
"Where's Jeff?" Chris asked angrily.
"Amy took part in it..." John pointed out.
Amy gave John a dirty look before she gave Chris a look as if to say he was lying. Chris, however, believed John and quickly hoisted the redhead onto his shoulder. She kicked as he carried her into the other room, an amused John followed.
"What are you going to do with her?" John questioned.
"Make her pay... I was going to get Jeff with this, but I guess Amy will hate it more." Chris informed him.
"Chris, it was only my idea...! Jeff did it all!" Amy yelled, as she kicked her feet.
"Too bad... So sad." John taunted.
"John, you hold her while I put in the dye." Chris ordered.
"Dye? As in hair dye!" Amy squealed.
"No... Pink hair dye..." Chris replied.
"No! Please... I'm sorry!" Amy stated.
Chris ignored her apology and had hold her as he retrieved the hair dye. John sat down on the bed with his arms wrapped around her, making it so that she could move her arms.
"John... Please... If you love me like you say you do you'll let me go!" Amy pleaded.
"No... You were bad..." John replied.
"If you let him dye my hair pink, so help me god, I will cut you off forever!" Amy warned.
"I'm so scared... You won't do that..." John stated.
Chris came back out with the hair dye and Amy quickly started kicking. John, the unfortunate soul, was kicked at least thirty times and Chris was kicked three times during the process. Once they finished Jeff had came out of the bathroom and laughed at Amy's misfortune. John let go of her and she quickly rushed into the bathroom in the hotel room.
"CHRIS! JOHN! I AM GOING TO KILL YOU!" Amy screamed as she looked in the mirror.
"You may want to run." Jeff declared.
Chris, being smarter than John, did just that. John only laughed and stood there to feel now pink haired diva. She stormed out of the bathroom and slapped John.
"Why would you let him do this to me? Hell you helped!" Amy snapped.
"Well I think you deserved it." John replied.
Amy was about to protest, however John cut her off with a kiss. Jeff watched on as the couple kissed, after a minute he started clapping.
"Bravo! That performance deserves a Grammy! Or an Oscar..." Jeff teased.
"Shut up Jeff!" Amy ordered, throwing the closest thing in her reach at the man.
"Owww! Why would you throw an empty bottle of hair dye at me?" Jeff exclaimed sarcastically.
John laughed scooping the diva up in his arms, Jeff moved out of the way as John carried her into their hotel room.
"Chris, you can come out." John called as he set the diva down.
Chris peaked his head out of the bathroom.
"Is he serious, Amy?" Chris asked.
"Yes... I guess I deserved this..." Amy replied.
"Good! Anyway... Jeff messed up your bathroom." Chris stated as he came out.
"JEFF!" Came Amy and John's voices from the other room.
Jeff snickered and came into the room.
"My bad..." He mumbled.
"Your bad?" Amy echoed.
"Wow, you have pink hair... Kill Chris!" Jeff stated.
Amy blinked, "That won't get you out of this... What'd I do to you?"
"You took forever to open the door! Chris hit me with the phone!" Jeff exclaimed.
"You hit him with a phone?" John questioned.
"He deserved that and more!" Chris replied.
"True." John agreed.
"Just wait until Matt and everyone else gets a look at that pink hair... Chris and Amy you'll be laughed at." Jeff sated.
"Are you trying to get yourself killed?" Chris asked.
-x-xx-x-
Fortunately they didn't have to be anywhere today and no one had called and asked them if they wanted to do something. Therefore, the four set out for the nearest store in search for hair dye that would hopefully get Chris and Amy's hair color back.
"What about blonde, babe?" John asked, picking out a random box of hair dye.
Amy slapped his hand, the box falling to the floor.
"NO!" She snapped.
"Well s-orry! I was just trying to help." John replied, sticking his tongue out.
"What about brown? They don't have red..." Jeff stated as he came up to the couple.
"I guess it'll do... It's better than... Pink..." Amy mumbled.
Hazel eyes narrowed at Chris, who found a wanted shade of blond. Chris only laughed at her misfortune.
"Too bad Jeff didn't use temporary dye." Chris teased.
"Why didn't you use temporary dye, Jeff?" Amy questioned.
"Because temporary dye is for wimps! Real prank artists use permanent." Jeff informed her.
"Whatever..." Amy mumbled.
"Let's just pay for this crap and get out! I think there are some people looking at us!" Chris snapped, pointing at two people at the front desk.
One of the elbowed the other and mumbled something about them seeing them. Amy rolled her eyes and grabbed John's hand, dragging him to the front desk.
"You're paying for this." Amy ordered.
"What? Why should I pay for it?" John asked.
"Unless you want to be cut off... And unless you want a girlfriend with pink hair... You'll pay." Amy warned.
"Yes ma'am." John replied, grabbing his wallet.
Chris and Jeff stood behind the two, John paying for Amy's hair dye.
"And you should pay for my hair dye." Chris stated.
"If you want you can cut me off.. I don't mind." Jeff declared.
"Fine... You're not my friend anymore." Chris replied.
"That's fine with me. We both know you'll be talking to me tomorrow." Jeff mumbled.
"Whatever." Chris murmured.
-x-xx-x-
After they left the store they headed straight back to the hotel to re-dye Amy and Chris' hair. John, as punishment for allowing Chris to dye Amy's hair, was most likely cut off, while Jeff, surprisingly, had no punishment. Despite what John may have thought he wouldn't be getting away with taking part in dying Amy's hair pink…
"You do realize that I'm not letting you get off of this easily… Right?" Amy asked.
"Well, I just figured I'd kiss my way back into your heart, but I guess I can do more…" John replied playfully.
"John, you really are a child…" Amy mumbled, shaking her head.
"Bad news guys… You can't dye your hair back for two days… See! It says on the box to wait two days until you wash your hair. It's bad for your hair if you do otherwise!" Jeff warned.
"Damn you Chris! I'm going to be walking around with pink hair for two days because of you!" Amy sneered, crossing her arms.
"We can always stay inside…" John offered.
"You'd like that, wouldn't you?" Amy snapped.
"Definitely." John replied.
"I don't know about you, but I'm not leaving my hotel room looking like this." Chris stated.
"Me neither!" Amy agreed.
"Good… Problem solved. Jeff will be Chris' kicking bag and Amy will be my pillow." John declared, happily.
"A kicking bag?" Jeff echoed.
"Pillow?" Amy questioned.
"Yes.. Pillow…" John replied.
"Is he high?" Chris mumbled.
"Probably… Just ignore him…" Jeff whispered.
"I heard that! And I resent being called a druggie… If anything I'm drunk from my baby's love." John declared.
"How… sweet…" Amy muttered.
"I thought it was." John replied with a playful wink.
--- To Be Continued ---
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