Tada! Here's my 6th chapter! Wow, it's doing better than my other story! Ah, well, who cares if it's better? Anyway, on with the story!

The Messed-Up Date

"Oh my gosh, did you actually do that Violet?" Riley and Violet were sitting in the shade, looking at the pictures Violet managed to snap of Dash. Riley had laughed for 29 minutes straight after taking a look at the goofy pictures.

"Yup!" Violet smirked. "He's probably still enjoying the last hours of torture at his school."

"This is really funny and all but aren't you worried that Dash might get you back?" Riley asked.

"He won't," Violet replied. Riley stared at her.

"Um, you don't think you've got it yet, this is Dash we're talking about!" Riley emphasised the word "Dash" by tapping at the sleepy Miss Dash in the picture.

"Oh, sorry, I forgot to say that there's absolutely no way Dash can get me this good." She shook the photo in front of her friend's nose. "Besides," Violet got up. "It's not like the whole world's gonna see, it's just going to be between Dash me. And maybe my parents, too." She added as an afterthought.

Honk, honk!

Violet looked at the white car that belonged to her mom's. "Oh, gotta go, Riles, see you later." She waved at Riley and went into the car.

When Violet got home, she tossed her school bag on the ground, whipped out the remote control, turned the TV on and flopped onto the bed. No sooner than that, Dash barged in with his ridiculous pink hair that looked slightly straighter that when Violet had curled it. He stuck his face close to Violet and she screamed. "Eek!" She scrambled away. "Dash, haven't you heard about knocking before coming in?"

"How the heck do you get this hair dye out?" Dash swiped the cap off and pointed to what was left of his hair. Violet tried not to giggle much.

"Just let it wear off. The label said it was going to be about 1 week!"

"A week!" Dash cried. "A week means I have to go to school with pink hair for about 5 days!"

Violet just shrugged and continued watching TV. You deserve it. She thought.

1 hour later…

Dash had the complete prank set up. He had only 4 pranks to play just in case his mom or dad came in and got caught in his pranks. Finally, Violet came downstairs in her dress, getting ready for her date with Tony. "Hi Dash, bye Dash!" She rushed past him. Suddenly, Violet tripped on Dash's foot and went sprawling on the ground which Dash put a lot of dust there so now she was dusty all over (prank #1). While she got up, she by accidentally turned on the hair dryer next to her which blew her hair straight up and stayed like that (Violet used lots of gel that didn't finish drying yet, prank #2) She got up by grabbing the string that turned on the fan on the ceiling. On top of the fan pedals were amounts of flour and it floated off and looked like it was snowing (prank #3). Dash got out of the room just in time but Violet didn't and now looked like a snowman like before.

"Dash!" She yelled, then got a mouthful of flour. Violet ran to the bathroom while spitting out flour everywhere.

She took 1 look and screamed. The flour in her hair made her looked like she was in the fifties. All the soot looked like she had never took a bath and the gel in her hair finally hardened and now her hair was sticking straight up.

"Oh no!" Violet glanced at the clock. It was 6:43 and her date started at 7:00! There wasn't much time to get rid of the flour from her hair, wash the dirt off her dress and reapply the gel on her head. She stormed out of the washroom and glared at Dash, who was smiling smugly. "You're dead!"

"Right, just make sure you squeeze through to your date!" He ran off.

"What do you mean squeeze through?" She shouted but the only thing she got was Dash's pink hair flying around the corner. Grumbling, Violet pushed open the front door and splat! Dash had balanced a banana cream pie on the edge of the doorway!

"Yuck!" She cried. "So that's what he means by squeezing through!" Violet whipped out her hand mirror and looked at herself. Now there was banana pie oozing through her hair, it looked like she decided to wear a pie hat. "Right, next time, I'm squeezing through doors!" She fumed.

1 hour later…

Violet slammed her purse on the floor when she squeezed through the front doors, still messy-looking in the morning.

Her date was a complete mess-up, thanks to Dash here! In the end, Tony said he had to go to pick up his dog from the vet. Violet could just tell he was lying to get away from her: 1) He was stammering when saying that and 2) He doesn't even HAVE a dog!

Violet narrowed his eyes at the pink-haired Dash, who was setting up some dumb train model that only goes around in stupid circles! Alright; she gritted her teeth at him. No more Miss Softy here, it was time to get serious!

"Dash," She whispered. "It was time to get serious!"

Note: Ooooo! The heat is on! And this time, I'm not showing you what disastrous things Violet's going to do to Dash. MUAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAH-choke, choke, choke! Oops, I swallowed my mint!