Title: Hair
Theme: Ability
Pairing: None
Rating: K
99. Ability
"Danny! Where'd you put that magazine?"
"For the millionth time, Jazz, I don't know!" he shouted, leaning over the couch. "Why don't you just get online and look it up? Or just go! I'm sure you look fine for a room full of nerds!"
"Shut up, Danny!"
"Stop asking me, Jazz!"
"Dude, what's wrong with you sister?" Tucker asked.
"She has some sort of nerdy science convention. It's about genetics or something." He shrugged. "They get dinner at this really fancy restaurant so she's dressing up for it and she doesn't know what to do with her hair."
"She has great hair. She should just let it down."
"That was pretty girly, Sam."
"I am a girl."
"Yeah," Tucker snorted. "It's still weird to hear you talk like one."
She grunted and leapt over the couch, combat boots pounding up the stair. The boys exchanged a look, then resumed their business until the girls came back down, Jazz giggling about her new French braided hair, and saying it was perfect for the night ahead. She even dared to hug the Goth before darting out the door, and Sam landed back on the couch.
"Nice braid."
She glared. "Is that sarcasm?"
"No! It's a nice braid! I didn't know you could do that."
"There's a lot of things I can do," she argued. "Maybe you should ask."