Larry knocked on Charlie's office door before walking in and bursting into a roar with laughter. Charlie looked at this old friend with a sour face as he knew exactly what Larry was laughing so hard about.

"This is nothing to laugh about Larry, I've spent the entire morning trying to wash it out" Charlie said as calm as possible as he felt the anger he felt this morning when he found out swell up again.

Larry sank to the floor; tears running down his face of laughter, Larry had to muster all the strength he had left in his body feeble by the sudden burst of laughter cause by Charlie's appearance to be able to speak.

"Che… Che … Charles! Wha… wha…what in heavens name! Larry gasped in between laughs.

Charlie didn't look amused at all. When he woke up this morning to go to work he had as usual gone straight for the bathroom. Sleep still in his eyes he gave himself a look in the mirror and found himself staring at a young man whose hair was now turned bright pink. He had caused his father a near hart attack by screaming Don's name and swearing he would get back at him for this and this meant war. He had desperately tried to wash out the awful color but a pink glow was still visible and would probably stay visible for quite some time to come.

When Charlie came down in the foulest of moods his father managed to keep himself from bursting into laughter but couldn't help telling Charlie he had brought this upon himself before hiding his face behind the paper he was reading. Charlie had growled something to his father before slamming the door shut behind him. Don was so going to pay for this.

Larry had gotten himself a bit together and walked up to Charlie, closely examining his pink curls.

"Charles, the look on you face tells me this did not happen because Amita decided to pursue a hair dressing career" Larry snickered.

"No Larry, it didn't" Charlie snapped unwillingly.

"Care to elaborate? I promise I will do my very best not to laugh although I have to say another thing tells me that will not be an easy task." Larry continued placing a hand over his mouth.

Charlie sighed and wanted to start explaining when he heard another knock on the door post. Amita's bright smiling face peeked through the door. When she saw Charlie her jaw dropped and she slowly moved towards him.

"Oh my!….. Oh my poor…! Oh Charlie! What happened!" She called out in astonishment now reaching for his hair

Charlie closed his eyes in embarrassment. He didn't really mind Larry having a go at him but having Amita see him with pink hair was not something he had been looking forward to. He opened his eyes and started to tell Larry all about how he had challenged Don into an all or nothing pay back duel. And that apparently Don had opened fire by spraying his hair pink. Larry just stood there trying his best to pay serious attention to what Charlie was saying but the pink hair seemed to make that near impossible.

"…and that's how my hair turned… Larry! You said you wouldn't laugh!"

Larry's shoulders shook revealing that he desperately tried not to laugh.

"I'm sorry Charles, it's just that this is just too amusing not to! And I'm wondering how deep you must have been asleep in order for your brother to spray your hair Charles." Larry chuckled.

"Larry has a point Charlie…" Amita admitted reaching for his hand.

"I knew I could count on your support" Charlie pouted mock hurt.

"Hey! I'm on your side, remember? I was on the same hike you were on and after this…" She ran her fingers through his hair. "…I think he deserves the double deluxe treatment." And gently kissed Charlie.

Larry looked away. As glad as he was they were finally together, he didn't care much to see them intimately involved.

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