Summary: Blake and Dylan decide to dye their hair while listening to rock music. Blake wants to know what Dylan and Alex argued about when he was at the lake for Charles's birthday.
Seth had given Blake red, blue, and purple hair dye.
Dylan did mention how he wanted to dye the tips of his hair brown. Blake decided that he would go for the blue dye for the time being.
Blake had called up Dylan, from doing whatever it was that Dylan does without him or Alex around. Blake was sure that Dylan just sits around eating apples and oranges or broccoli and pineapple.
Dylan showed up thirty minutes later and looked at Blake.
Blake held up the hair dye colors, "Red, blue, or purple?"
Dylan stared at the hair dye. "You've done purple so that one's out. I would go with blue."
Blake nodded, "Okay."
"Is that why you called me up? To help you dye your hair again?" Dylan asked.
"You wanted to dye your hair too," Blake said. "So, let's go with blue."
Dylan briefly wondered how Alex would take blue dip dyed hair. He decided that it would make for a good surprise instead. "Okay, let's do this thing."
Blake had put his iPod on a speaker that he had gotten for his twelfth birthday. He put it on shuffle mode. The songs started with a violin playing and then some drums picked up.
The male started singing the song.
Now it falls all around me.
Did I think I could run away?
Now it's coming to find me,
This war that I deserve.
Now it burns across this shattered earth,
I lift my eyes to fire.
"Hey I like this song. Turn it up." Dylan said and Blake did just that.
Dylan put the gloves on and looked at the instructions. He done this plenty of times but he didn't want to mess it up. He had to put on the hair bleach first.
Under a falling sky,
Hopeless, there's nowhere to hide.
The terror is real this time,
Under a falling sky.
I'm under, I'm under,
A falling sky!
"So, what did you and Alex fought about that caused you to sacrifice him to Celtic gods?" Blake asked, curious.
Dylan stared, "I can't remember. All I know is that I was mad and wanted to sacrifice him to Celtic gods."
"I wonder if Alex remembers," Blake mused to himself.
"Don't call him about that." Dylan said, as his cheeks turned red.
"So you do remember," Blake pointed out. "What was is about?"
Dylan sighed, "He wanted to try that whole 'tongue' thing. I didn't want to and he was mad because he wanted to."
"Go on," Blake urged.
Dylan started to lay out the blue dye on Blake's hair. "I got mad because I'm not into that type of stuff. He wanted to try and I didn't want to. We got into an argument about it."
"Okay," Blake replied. That was it?
"We compromised and ate oranges," Dylan said.
Blake gave Dylan a weird look, "Really?"
Dylan exhaled, "No. I finally relented and we made out for two minutes. It made me uncomfortable. We agreed not to do it again. At least Alex was happy about getting to tongue me."
"So…what do you think about that tile right there?" Blake asked, wanting to change topics.
Dylan looked at the tile, "What's wrong with it?"
"It looks a shade darker than the others," Blake said.
Dylan looked at it closely, "I don't see it." He looked farther away, "I seriously don't see it. Are you trying to punk me?"
"No really. It's a shade darker than the others," Blake replied.
"I'm blind, man," Dylan replied. He continued dyeing his friend's hair wanting to get it over with.
"Do you think that bread cares about which type of sandwich you make it into?" Blake asked and Dylan was confused.
"I feel that white bread goes good with grilled cheese sandwiches. I think that wheat bread is good with ham and cheese." Dylan said and Blake started to laugh. "What?"
"You're really categorizing sandwiches?" Blake asked, grinning.
"Shut up," Dylan said. "Here I'm done dying your hair." He left the bathroom.
"I'm sorry that I offended you." Blake said, "I'll dye your hair next."
Dylan sighed and shook his head. "I'm confused on why you asked me that question. We got to let the dye dry first."
"Are you okay?" Blake asked, concerned.
"Yeah," Dylan said confused. "Why? Are you okay?"
"I'm fine," Blake said.
Dylan looked Blake in the eyes, "No you're not." He pulled his friend in a hug. It was weird because Blake was shirtless and had a towel on his shoulders.
Blake walked out of the bathroom after washing his hair, the hair dye fully on.
He was trying to walk like Woody from Toy Story 2 when he left the box. Blake flicked at an imaginary hat and did the finger gun.
Dylan started cracking up. "Dude, really?"
"Yes," Blake said and sat on the couch.
"Okay, my turn to dye my hair," Dylan said. He went in the bathroom.
Blake started texting Alex.
Alex showed up, thirty minutes later while Dylan was washing his hair.
"Where's Dylan?" Alex asked, as he was looking at Blake's newly dyed hair.
"In the bathroom," Blake said.
Alex looked confused, "okay?"
"Hey, what's your favorite type of cheese?" Blake asked.
Alex was confused, "I'm quite fond of mozzarella." Blake started laughing. Alex stared at his friend. "Are you high?"
"No." Blake said, smiling.
"That must be some good antidepressants." Alex replied and sat on the couch.
Dylan appeared out of the bathroom and turned to the side, hand on his ribs. "Okay, I pushed my ribs in. Owe." Blake started cracking up and Dylan looked at him. "Are you high?"
"I asked him the same thing," Alex said. He was staring at the dip dyed blue hair.
Dylan looked at Blake, who went into the kitchen. "Do you like this color?"
Alex stood up and walked to the blond. He grabbed the dark blue part of the hair and looked at it. "Blue's my favorite color."
Dylan must have subconsciously picked blue because of that reason, "Oh."
Alex got closer to Dylan, "It's hot."
Dylan smiled. Blake stepped out of the kitchen. "I'm going to stop you two before you start kissing."
Alex and Dylan looked at him.
And now it's your chance to move on.
Change the way you've lived for so long,
And find the strength you've had inside all along.
'Cause life starts now.
You've done all the things that could kill you somehow.
And you're so far down,
But you will survive it somehow, because life starts now.
A/N: Another continuation of the lyrics Life Starts Now.
The song that Blake played is from a song called Falling Sky by Red.