Sixth chapter, quite a long one so the length of time I made you wait for it is forgiveable. Hope you like it, PM and review if you do.
ROBERT'S POV:
"Hello?"
"Hi, Craig."
"Oh, hi, Robert."
"Are you gonna be coming over soon?"
"No, I can't, my mom's making me go to my grandma's."
"Oh... well, when are you gonna be back?"
"Tomorrow morning."
"Tomorrow?"
"Yeah, I know, it sucks."
"I was really looking forward to seeing you tonight."
"Well, what if I call you before I go to sleep?"
"That sounds okay."
"Alright, speak to you later."
"Bye, love you."
"Love you too."
I hung up the phone and sighed, leaning back into the couch as I did so. Joey walked in from the kitchen after hearing the conversation.
"So, I guess Craig isn't coming over today, huh?"
"No, he's going to his grandma's."
"For how long?"
"Until tomorrow."
"Ooh, that's bad."
"It's not your problem."
"Well, you know what you should do?" Joey said, sitting down next to me.
"What?"
"You should change your look."
"Why?"
"It'd be a nice surprise."
"That's a rather interesting premise but how can I alter my image?"
"For starters, get a haircut. I think you'd look good with something shorter and maybe smoothed down. Then get some new clothes. Something military. And start speaking in your normal accent again."
"What, my English accent?"
"Yeah, I haven't heard it in like, three years."
"So, when should I start doing this?"
"Right now."
Joey shot off the couch and got straight on the phone to the barber shop. I could only pick up a few words but I heard "As soon as possible" and "That's so great"
"Kay, Robert, let's go."
"What?"
"You're getting your hair cut and then we're going shopping."
"I thought you were kidding when you said right now."
He stopped in front of the door, holding the handle, with an incredibly serious look on his face.
Looking at Joey in that position, I realised how proud of him I was.
Dressed in a black turtleneck and grey pants, a chequered black and white belt, a brown messenger bag over his shoulder, hair spiked up at the front.
"I never kid about make-overs." I smirked and got up off the couch.
"Alright, let's go."
Joey opened the door and I decided to tease him a little bit.
"Ladies first." I said, gesturing towards the open door.
"Okay." He went through without hesitation.
"Y'know, that was supposed to piss you off."
"Well, it didn't."
"Oh, yeah, I forgot, you think being gay makes you an honorary woman."
"Of course it makes me an honorary woman."
"No, it makes you a guy that likes guys."
"But, seriously... being gay is fun."
I sputtered and laughed quietly at my idiot of a brother. We continued down the street until we got to the hair dressers.
30 MINUTES LATER:
I stepped out of the hair dressers with the first step of my new look complete. My hair had been cut short, smoothed down with gel and a right parting had been created.
"Even if I do say so myself, I look good."
"Ah, this is just the beginning of my plan. By the time I'm finished, Craig won't be able to keep his hands off you."
"Do you really think so?"
"I'm all but certain he'll find you irresistible. Actually, I shouldn't say that, I'm entirely certain."
"So, I'm guessing we go to the big-ass shopping mall now?"
"Mm-hm."
"What's that on your hand?"
"Oh, that little rainbow?"
"Yeah."
"Tommy got me with face paint when I wasn't looking."
"And what's that on your other hand?"
"Tom again. He wrote "Property of Thomas" on me in indelible ink. Bastard."
"You do know that won't come off for quite a while."
"Yeah, but I don't mind. He just wants people to know I'm taken."
"I think it's pretty obvious you're in a relationship."
"It's not that easy to tell I'm with someone."
"Yes, it is."
"No, it's not."
"Fine. Hey, where did you get that bracelet?"
"Oh, Thomas bought it fo- Damn it."
"Told you it's easy."
10 MINUTES LATER:
"I think this place is even bigger now."
"Yeah, they keep on adding new stores and making it even more amazing."
"Amazing? Joey, it's a shopping mall."
"Yes, an amazing shopping mall."
He twirled off in the direction of the fashion stores, signalling me to follow him. I sighed and pretended I didn't know him.
Me and Joey walked into a store and he didn't waste any time. In just two minutes, he had found a whole array of clothes.
"Do you really think I'm gonna try on all of these?"
"You will if you want Craig to be happy."
I grabbed the clothes and rushed into a changing room.
"I know just how to push your buttons."
"Shut up, Joey."
A few minutes later, I came out of the room dressed in a white shirt, a light grey slim fit, button up, military style blazer, grey suit pants, a black scarf and black shoes.
When Joey saw me, he gave probably the gayest clap ever done by a human being.
"You look fantastic! Go on, take a look in the mirror."
As I stepped in front of the mirror, I was shocked by my appearance. I didn't even know it was me.
"Holy crap... I DO look fantastic."
"Wait a second, something's missing..."
"What?"
He quickly found a small rainbow bracelet marked "Gay Pride" and slipped it over my wrist.
"Whoa, do you really think I should wear that?"
He lifted up his turtleneck, exposing the pink T-shirt he was wearing underneath. It had "I'm gay" printed in huge letters.
"If I can wear this, you can wear that."
As I re-adjusted the sleeves and buttons on my jacket, Joey got an idea.
"Robert, stand still a second."
"Why?"
"I'm gonna send a photo of you to Tom."
"Alright."
I hated having my picture taken but whilst I still had the confidence boost from my new outfit, I didn't mind.
"Hang on, lift your arm up, I can't see the bracelet."
I did as he said and pulled back the sleeve of the jacket to make it more visible.
"Great, keep still."
He took the photo and immediately sent it to Thomas along with the message "Look what I did to Rob!". 30 seconds later, his phone buzzed with Thomas's reply.
"What does he think of it?"
"He said you look manly and sophisticated." I smiled slightly at this.
His phone buzzed as it received another message.
"Oh, he wants to know where we are in the mall."
"Well, we're done here anyway. I'm gonna wear this out."
A few minutes later, we were sat at a coffee shop in the middle of the mall, waiting for Thomas. Joey had ordered a whipped cream covered cappuccino, with chocolate shavings on top, which equally matched his levels of homosexuality.
"You know, Joey, not to offend you or anything but while you're drinking that coffee, you look too gay to function."
"Thank you."
"That wasn't a compliment."
"In my mind it was."
I smirked as I looked around for Thomas. I saw him walking up behind Joey, as if he didn't want Joey to see him. I was just about to call to him when he put his finger up to his lips and hushed me.
When he got close enough, he reached out to Joey, wrapped his arms around his neck and kissed him on the cheek.
"Hey, Tom." Joey said as he turned his head around to kiss Thomas on the lips.
"Hey, Joe."
He sat down next to Joey and leant his arm on the table, placing his head in his hand and almost forgetting I was there.
"You look even better in person, Robert." He said, without averting his gaze from Joey.
"How would you know? You're not even looking at me."
He sighed and turned his head slightly to face me.
"Like I said, you look good. So, how you doin', Joey?"
"Thomas, you saw me two hours ago. And fine, thanks for asking."
"You, Robert?"
"Now that I'm wearing this, I'm feelin' quite good."
"How did you get him to agree to this, Joey?"
"He wanted to do it for Craig."
"I just wanted to surprise him."
"Well, when are you gonna be able to show off your new look?"
"Not until tomorrow."
"Where is he?"
"His grandma's."
"Aren't you a little peeved he's choosing his grandma over you?"
"No, he's got commitments to his family and I have to respect that."
"Oh, man up, for God's sakes!"
"Excuse me?"
"You have to tell him when you're angry with him or he's gonna think it's fine to just ditch you and do whatever the hell he wants."
"I'm not angry with him, I just wanted to see him tonight, that's all."
"Was tonight gonna be any different from last night or the night before that?"
"I sort of wanted it to be."
"What did you want to do?"
"I don't really want to tell you."
"I think that's pretty self-explanatory."
"How?"
"You wanted to do something of a sexual nature..." Thomas said awkwardly as he turned his head away slightly.
"Yeah, I kinda did. I wanted to do it last night but Stan brought Wendy and Tweek back with him."
"It's a good thing you didn't do it last night 'cos me and Joey were-" Joey cut him off with a quick nudge of his elbow into Thomas's rib cage.
"You and Joey were what?"
Their facial expression suddenly went from happy to guilty.
"You didn't."
"We kinda did."
"Wait, was it just..."
"Hands, don't worry. And it was me on him."
"Whilst we were all downstairs?"
"Mm-hm."
"Okay, gross. But, I went upstairs later that night. There was no uh, "evidence" of what you did."
"Uh, well, I sorta..."
"Oh, that's just even more gross."
"Well, what was I supposed to do? Just leave it?"
"Ew."
"Oh, come on, it's not like you've never tried it before."
"Yeah, of course I have."
"So, how is it any different?"
"...I guess it isn't."
"Well, that's settled."
"So, Robert, their's only one thing left."
"What?"
"Your accent. Bring back the Brit."
"Do you think I should?"
"It's the last step in my plan."
"Okay..."
I hadn't spoken in my normal accent for so long. I coughed slightly and took a deep breath.
"So, how does this sound?" I said, in my eloquent English voice.
"Perfect. Just perfect."
I smiled and pretended I was fine but I couldn't get one worry out of my head.
Would Craig like it?