Heli: Pretty sure I wrote this even before the final version of Unbroken was born.
Rhage: I wrote this cause I know that I'm not the only person that hates Dino's future hair. *grabs scissors and stares at Dino evilly*
Staring up at the clear sky, Dino sighed. Not a cloud marred its cerulean beauty and the wide open space allowed his mind to wander which he rarely got to enjoy anymore. A warm summer breeze ruffled the leaves of the rosebushes by his face and dragged playful fingers through his hair. At least the wind likes it he thought, running a hand through his new hairstyle before returning it behind his head.
"Dad!" A little set of feet flashed past bringing a smile to Dino's face, "DAD!" Pushing up onto an elbow, he pulled aside the thorny leaves that shielded him from view to watch the little blond boy run across the grass.
"Psst!" Dino hissed and his son's head whipped around, his emerald green eyes zeroing in on Dino's face. Running over, he dove to his knees then scrambled into the tight space with his father.
"Mom's looking for you." he whispered and Dino brushed the dead leaves from Scott's golden hair.
"I know," he whispered back, "That's why I'm hiding."
"Is this your secret fort? Can I play here? Does anyone else know about it?" Scott chattered and Dino put his finger over his lips.
"Shh. She'll find us if you get too loud."
"Sorry." Scott scooted back to lean against the mansion and stare up at the sky then at his father.
"I don't like your hair like that either." The refreshing honesty of a five year old he though with a sigh.
"Well I like it." Scott's lips screwed up the same way Jack's did when Dino tried to go against what she thought best for him and that made him a little worried.
"You should change it back." He even had the same tone as his mother. Dino wanted to cry.
"It's my hair and I like it this way." Dino said a little defensively and Scott gave him a level stare that implied he was running low on patience. Just like his mother. I can only hope Bernadette takes after me.
"Daddy!" Dino looked up to see Jack and their three year old daughter leaning out the second story window, Jack's smirk evil. Bernadette waved a glass of odd colored liquid.
"Look! My paints turned it colors." She squealed happily and Dino found himself regretting his last wistful thought as the glass tipped in his daughter's hand to come splashing down on him.
"Sorry Daddy." She giggled as Jack laughed then pulled their daughter inside before closing the window. Scott stood just out of splash range with a very Jack-like grin on his face.
"You should change it back, Dad."
"No. I'm going to go take a shower." Dino muttered getting to his feet, his hair dripping in his face.