The Mohawk Guy

Only hot boys get shadowbanned || Bassist for the Mulberry Garage Band [bobs-diner rp blog] [TW : Unreality]

[spike-fogg]

I'm spike. He/him. Don't fucking talk to me.

[valdis-of-mulberry]

[Continuation]

[Spike sighs and dramatically rolls his eyes.]

You wouldn't get it, it's a- it's a- a punk thing.

What, like weaponizing your clothing?

[spike-fogg]

Yeah, like that.

[Spike begins to put the bleach in Val's hair.]

I think this is going to look cool. Like, really cool.

[valdis-of-mulberry]

One can only hope.

[spike-fogg]

[After a few minutes, Spike stands back and mimes dusting off his hands.]

All done. Now we wait.

[valdis-of-mulberry]

How long, exactly?

[spike-fogg]

I'll let you know. It's pretty much instinct at this point.

[valdis-of-mulberry]

That's one of the scarier things you've said so far.

[spike-fogg]

[Spike isn't paying attention, setting a timer on his phone apparently at random and making vague humming noises]

So like. What prompted you to wanna dye it?

[valdis-of-mulberry]

Gender crisis.

[spike-fogg]

[Spike is running a hand through his newly-dyed shaggy hair.]

Can't relate, but fair enough. Briar steals my dye every time they collect new pronouns, it's like a celebration or something.

[valdis-of-mulberry]

I'm trying to detach myself from my masculinity a little, so... Hair dye is a way to do that. I think.

[spike-fogg]

So I've heard.

This is going to take a while longer, so. Sit tight.

[valdis-of-mulberry]

[Continuation]

[Spike sighs and dramatically rolls his eyes.]

You wouldn't get it, it's a- it's a- a punk thing.

What, like weaponizing your clothing?

[spike-fogg]

Yeah, like that.

[Spike begins to put the bleach in Val's hair.]

I think this is going to look cool. Like, really cool.

[valdis-of-mulberry]

One can only hope.

[spike-fogg]

[After a few minutes, Spike stands back and mimes dusting off his hands.]

All done. Now we wait.

[valdis-of-mulberry]

How long, exactly?

[spike-fogg]

I'll let you know. It's pretty much instinct at this point.

[valdis-of-mulberry]

That's one of the scarier things you've said so far.

[spike-fogg]

[Spike isn't paying attention, setting a timer on his phone apparently at random and making vague humming noises]

So like. What prompted you to wanna dye it?

[valdis-of-mulberry]

Gender crisis.

[spike-fogg]

[Spike is running a hand through his newly-dyed shaggy hair.]

Can't relate, but fair enough. Briar steals my dye every time they collect new pronouns, it's like a celebration or something.

[valdis-of-mulberry]

[Continuation]

[Spike sighs and dramatically rolls his eyes.]

You wouldn't get it, it's a- it's a- a punk thing.

What, like weaponizing your clothing?

[spike-fogg]

Yeah, like that.

[Spike begins to put the bleach in Val's hair.]

I think this is going to look cool. Like, really cool.

[valdis-of-mulberry]

One can only hope.

[spike-fogg]

[After a few minutes, Spike stands back and mimes dusting off his hands.]

All done. Now we wait.

[valdis-of-mulberry]

How long, exactly?

[spike-fogg]

I'll let you know. It's pretty much instinct at this point.

[valdis-of-mulberry]

That's one of the scarier things you've said so far.

[spike-fogg]

[Spike isn't paying attention, setting a timer on his phone apparently at random and making vague humming noises]

So like. What prompted you to wanna dye it?

[valdis-of-mulberry]

[Continuation]

[Spike sighs and dramatically rolls his eyes.]

You wouldn't get it, it's a- it's a- a punk thing.

What, like weaponizing your clothing?

[spike-fogg]

Yeah, like that.

[Spike begins to put the bleach in Val's hair.]

I think this is going to look cool. Like, really cool.

[valdis-of-mulberry]

One can only hope.

[spike-fogg]

[After a few minutes, Spike stands back and mimes dusting off his hands.]

All done. Now we wait.

[valdis-of-mulberry]

How long, exactly?

[spike-fogg]

I'll let you know. It's pretty much instinct at this point.

[valdis-of-mulberry]

[Continuation]

[Spike sighs and dramatically rolls his eyes.]

You wouldn't get it, it's a- it's a- a punk thing.

What, like weaponizing your clothing?

[spike-fogg]

Yeah, like that.

[Spike begins to put the bleach in Val's hair.]

I think this is going to look cool. Like, really cool.

[valdis-of-mulberry]

One can only hope.

[spike-fogg]

[After a few minutes, Spike stands back and mimes dusting off his hands.]

All done. Now we wait.

[valdis-of-mulberry]

[Continuation]

[Spike sighs and dramatically rolls his eyes.]

You wouldn't get it, it's a- it's a- a punk thing.

What, like weaponizing your clothing?

[spike-fogg]

Yeah, like that.

[Spike begins to put the bleach in Val's hair.]

I think this is going to look cool. Like, really cool.

[spike-fogg]

Spike. Spike I need your help with something

Oh yeah? What d'you need?

[valdis-of-mulberry]

Do you know how to bleach hair.

[spike-fogg]

[Spike just tilts his head to one side, quirks his eyebrows- which are bright blue- sarcastically, and points to his hair. The green mohawk has recently given way to a bright blue mullet.]

[valdis-of-mulberry]

Look I don't know your natural hair colour--You know why I'm asking.

[spike-fogg]

Naturally it’s black as my fuckin’ soul. Anyway. Are you telling me you want to? ‘Cause like, that’s fine, but...

[valdis-of-mulberry]

Yes. I want to dye my hair but I don't think it'll work if I don't bleach it.

[spike-fogg]

[Spike looks Val up and down.]

Yeah. No way would it work if you didn’t. So. D’you want to do that, like, tomorrow, or?...

[valdis-of-mulberry]

Look to be entirely honest I'm still having this gender crisis and want to do it whenever I can.

[spike-fogg]

So. Like. Tonight? I can totally do it tonight. Like, right now, if you want, even. I’ve got the stuff in my closet right now.

[valdis-of-mulberry]

Please. Whenever you're willing.

[spike-fogg]

If you’re sure. [Spike is grinning from ear to ear, his dark eyes glinting.]

[valdis-of-mulberry]

... Why do you have that look in your eyes.

[spike-fogg]

Nothing. No reason. ...D’you want to dye it afterwards?

[valdis-of-mulberry]

What colours do you have.

[spike-fogg]

[Spike actually claps his hands.]

I am so glad you asked. I’ve got pink, I’ve got purple, I’ve got green, and I also have some blue, but not much because, y’know. [He gestures to his own electric-blue hair.]

[valdis-of-mulberry]

... Yes. I'll dye it. Do you think you have any red?

[spike-fogg]

I don’t remember. I’ll go check.

[Spike turns around and goes to hunt in the bottom of his closet.]

It really depends if Briar’s stolen it or not.

[valdis-of-mulberry]

Let's hope not.

[spike-fogg]

[Spike reappears holding a rather battered carton of hair-dye, as well as a big plastic bag of bleaching paraphernalia.]

Success! It’s not even leaked anywhere, which isn’t always guaranteed. Okay. You sure about this?

[valdis-of-mulberry]

Yes. Very much.

[spike-fogg]

[Spike grins. He reaches out, somewhat hesitantly, and takes Val’s hand.]

A’right then, let’s go. Now or never, huh?

[He leads Valdis upstairs to the bathroom.]

[valdis-of-mulberry]

[Valdis nods, following quietly.]

[spike-fogg]

[Once he’s there, Spike starts setting up. He’s done this many, many times.] The important thing is not to leave the bleach on too long. Otherwise it tends to, y’know, make all your hair fall out.

[valdis-of-mulberry]

See, this is why I'm having you help me.

[spike-fogg]

[Spike is pulling on a pair of stained plastic gloves.]

You really shouldn’t. I’m telling you this from experience. Although not recent experience mind you. Anyway. You’ve gotta come and stand by the sink now.

[valdis-of-mulberry]

Worst comes to worst I'll buzz my head and deal with it.

[He moves to stand at the sink.]

Should I be wearing something I don't want to ruin for this..?

[spike-fogg]

Oh, God yeah. Mostly I’m shirtless for this bit, but don’t feel obliged.

[valdis-of-mulberry]

If it's between that and ruining one of the only good shirts I still have...

[He tugs off his shirt quickly.]

[spike-fogg]

[Spike puts his head in his hands for a second]

You- okay. Well. That works too, I guess. Okay, I’ve got the bleach here, so last chance to back out?

[valdis-of-mulberry]

Let's do it before I chicken out.

[spike-fogg]

Ab-so-lutely.

[Spike begins the long process of rubbing bleach into Valdis’ hair.]

This is the most boring part, by the way. Colour’s the fun bit.

[spike-fogg]

Spike. Spike I need your help with something

Oh yeah? What d'you need?

[valdis-of-mulberry]

Do you know how to bleach hair.

[spike-fogg]

[Spike just tilts his head to one side, quirks his eyebrows- which are bright blue- sarcastically, and points to his hair. The green mohawk has recently given way to a bright blue mullet.]

[valdis-of-mulberry]

Look I don't know your natural hair colour--You know why I'm asking.

[spike-fogg]

Naturally it’s black as my fuckin’ soul. Anyway. Are you telling me you want to? ‘Cause like, that’s fine, but...

[valdis-of-mulberry]

Yes. I want to dye my hair but I don't think it'll work if I don't bleach it.

[spike-fogg]

[Spike looks Val up and down.]

Yeah. No way would it work if you didn’t. So. D’you want to do that, like, tomorrow, or?...

[valdis-of-mulberry]

Look to be entirely honest I'm still having this gender crisis and want to do it whenever I can.

[spike-fogg]

So. Like. Tonight? I can totally do it tonight. Like, right now, if you want, even. I’ve got the stuff in my closet right now.

[valdis-of-mulberry]

Please. Whenever you're willing.

[spike-fogg]

If you’re sure. [Spike is grinning from ear to ear, his dark eyes glinting.]

[valdis-of-mulberry]

... Why do you have that look in your eyes.

[spike-fogg]

Nothing. No reason. ...D’you want to dye it afterwards?

[valdis-of-mulberry]

What colours do you have.

[spike-fogg]

[Spike actually claps his hands.]

I am so glad you asked. I’ve got pink, I’ve got purple, I’ve got green, and I also have some blue, but not much because, y’know. [He gestures to his own electric-blue hair.]

[valdis-of-mulberry]

... Yes. I'll dye it. Do you think you have any red?

[spike-fogg]

I don’t remember. I’ll go check.

[Spike turns around and goes to hunt in the bottom of his closet.]

It really depends if Briar’s stolen it or not.

[valdis-of-mulberry]

Let's hope not.

[spike-fogg]

[Spike reappears holding a rather battered carton of hair-dye, as well as a big plastic bag of bleaching paraphernalia.]

Success! It’s not even leaked anywhere, which isn’t always guaranteed. Okay. You sure about this?

[valdis-of-mulberry]

Yes. Very much.

[spike-fogg]

[Spike grins. He reaches out, somewhat hesitantly, and takes Val’s hand.]

A’right then, let’s go. Now or never, huh?

[He leads Valdis upstairs to the bathroom.]

[valdis-of-mulberry]

[Valdis nods, following quietly.]

[spike-fogg]

[Once he’s there, Spike starts setting up. He’s done this many, many times.] The important thing is not to leave the bleach on too long. Otherwise it tends to, y’know, make all your hair fall out.

[valdis-of-mulberry]

See, this is why I'm having you help me.

[spike-fogg]

[Spike is pulling on a pair of stained plastic gloves.]

You really shouldn’t. I’m telling you this from experience. Although not recent experience mind you. Anyway. You’ve gotta come and stand by the sink now.

[valdis-of-mulberry]

Worst comes to worst I'll buzz my head and deal with it.

[He moves to stand at the sink.]

Should I be wearing something I don't want to ruin for this..?

[spike-fogg]

Oh, God yeah. Mostly I’m shirtless for this bit, but don’t feel obliged.

[valdis-of-mulberry]

If it's between that and ruining one of the only good shirts I still have...

[He tugs off his shirt quickly.]

[spike-fogg]

[Spike puts his head in his hands for a second]

You- okay. Well. That works too, I guess. Okay, I’ve got the bleach here, so last chance to back out?

[spike-fogg]

Spike. Spike I need your help with something

Oh yeah? What d'you need?

[valdis-of-mulberry]

Do you know how to bleach hair.

[spike-fogg]

[Spike just tilts his head to one side, quirks his eyebrows- which are bright blue- sarcastically, and points to his hair. The green mohawk has recently given way to a bright blue mullet.]

[valdis-of-mulberry]

Look I don't know your natural hair colour--You know why I'm asking.

[spike-fogg]

Naturally it’s black as my fuckin’ soul. Anyway. Are you telling me you want to? ‘Cause like, that’s fine, but...

[valdis-of-mulberry]

Yes. I want to dye my hair but I don't think it'll work if I don't bleach it.

[spike-fogg]

[Spike looks Val up and down.]

Yeah. No way would it work if you didn’t. So. D’you want to do that, like, tomorrow, or?...

[valdis-of-mulberry]

Look to be entirely honest I'm still having this gender crisis and want to do it whenever I can.

[spike-fogg]

So. Like. Tonight? I can totally do it tonight. Like, right now, if you want, even. I’ve got the stuff in my closet right now.

[valdis-of-mulberry]

Please. Whenever you're willing.

[spike-fogg]

If you’re sure. [Spike is grinning from ear to ear, his dark eyes glinting.]

[valdis-of-mulberry]

... Why do you have that look in your eyes.

[spike-fogg]

Nothing. No reason. ...D’you want to dye it afterwards?

[valdis-of-mulberry]

What colours do you have.

[spike-fogg]

[Spike actually claps his hands.]

I am so glad you asked. I’ve got pink, I’ve got purple, I’ve got green, and I also have some blue, but not much because, y’know. [He gestures to his own electric-blue hair.]

[valdis-of-mulberry]

... Yes. I'll dye it. Do you think you have any red?

[spike-fogg]

I don’t remember. I’ll go check.

[Spike turns around and goes to hunt in the bottom of his closet.]

It really depends if Briar’s stolen it or not.

[valdis-of-mulberry]

Let's hope not.

[spike-fogg]

[Spike reappears holding a rather battered carton of hair-dye, as well as a big plastic bag of bleaching paraphernalia.]

Success! It’s not even leaked anywhere, which isn’t always guaranteed. Okay. You sure about this?

[valdis-of-mulberry]

Yes. Very much.

[spike-fogg]

[Spike grins. He reaches out, somewhat hesitantly, and takes Val’s hand.]

A’right then, let’s go. Now or never, huh?

[He leads Valdis upstairs to the bathroom.]

[valdis-of-mulberry]

[Valdis nods, following quietly.]

[spike-fogg]

[Once he’s there, Spike starts setting up. He’s done this many, many times.] The important thing is not to leave the bleach on too long. Otherwise it tends to, y’know, make all your hair fall out.

[valdis-of-mulberry]

See, this is why I'm having you help me.

[spike-fogg]

[Spike is pulling on a pair of stained plastic gloves.]

You really shouldn’t. I’m telling you this from experience. Although not recent experience mind you. Anyway. You’ve gotta come and stand by the sink now.

[valdis-of-mulberry]

Worst comes to worst I'll buzz my head and deal with it.

[He moves to stand at the sink.]

Should I be wearing something I don't want to ruin for this..?

[spike-fogg]

Oh, God yeah. Mostly I’m shirtless for this bit, but don’t feel obliged.

[spike-fogg]

Spike. Spike I need your help with something

Oh yeah? What d'you need?

[valdis-of-mulberry]

Do you know how to bleach hair.

[spike-fogg]

[Spike just tilts his head to one side, quirks his eyebrows- which are bright blue- sarcastically, and points to his hair. The green mohawk has recently given way to a bright blue mullet.]

[valdis-of-mulberry]

Look I don't know your natural hair colour--You know why I'm asking.

[spike-fogg]

Naturally it’s black as my fuckin’ soul. Anyway. Are you telling me you want to? ‘Cause like, that’s fine, but...

[valdis-of-mulberry]

Yes. I want to dye my hair but I don't think it'll work if I don't bleach it.

[spike-fogg]

[Spike looks Val up and down.]

Yeah. No way would it work if you didn’t. So. D’you want to do that, like, tomorrow, or?...

[valdis-of-mulberry]

Look to be entirely honest I'm still having this gender crisis and want to do it whenever I can.

[spike-fogg]

So. Like. Tonight? I can totally do it tonight. Like, right now, if you want, even. I’ve got the stuff in my closet right now.

[valdis-of-mulberry]

Please. Whenever you're willing.

[spike-fogg]

If you’re sure. [Spike is grinning from ear to ear, his dark eyes glinting.]

[valdis-of-mulberry]

... Why do you have that look in your eyes.

[spike-fogg]

Nothing. No reason. ...D’you want to dye it afterwards?

[valdis-of-mulberry]

What colours do you have.

[spike-fogg]

[Spike actually claps his hands.]

I am so glad you asked. I’ve got pink, I’ve got purple, I’ve got green, and I also have some blue, but not much because, y’know. [He gestures to his own electric-blue hair.]

[valdis-of-mulberry]

... Yes. I'll dye it. Do you think you have any red?

[spike-fogg]

I don’t remember. I’ll go check.

[Spike turns around and goes to hunt in the bottom of his closet.]

It really depends if Briar’s stolen it or not.

[valdis-of-mulberry]

Let's hope not.

[spike-fogg]

[Spike reappears holding a rather battered carton of hair-dye, as well as a big plastic bag of bleaching paraphernalia.]

Success! It’s not even leaked anywhere, which isn’t always guaranteed. Okay. You sure about this?

[valdis-of-mulberry]

Yes. Very much.

[spike-fogg]

[Spike grins. He reaches out, somewhat hesitantly, and takes Val’s hand.]

A’right then, let’s go. Now or never, huh?

[He leads Valdis upstairs to the bathroom.]

[valdis-of-mulberry]

[Valdis nods, following quietly.]

[spike-fogg]

[Once he’s there, Spike starts setting up. He’s done this many, many times.] The important thing is not to leave the bleach on too long. Otherwise it tends to, y’know, make all your hair fall out.

[valdis-of-mulberry]

See, this is why I'm having you help me.

[spike-fogg]

[Spike is pulling on a pair of stained plastic gloves.]

You really shouldn’t. I’m telling you this from experience. Although not recent experience mind you. Anyway. You’ve gotta come and stand by the sink now.

[spike-fogg]

Spike. Spike I need your help with something

Oh yeah? What d'you need?

[valdis-of-mulberry]

Do you know how to bleach hair.

[spike-fogg]

[Spike just tilts his head to one side, quirks his eyebrows- which are bright blue- sarcastically, and points to his hair. The green mohawk has recently given way to a bright blue mullet.]

[valdis-of-mulberry]

Look I don't know your natural hair colour--You know why I'm asking.

[spike-fogg]

Naturally it’s black as my fuckin’ soul. Anyway. Are you telling me you want to? ‘Cause like, that’s fine, but...

[valdis-of-mulberry]

Yes. I want to dye my hair but I don't think it'll work if I don't bleach it.

[spike-fogg]

[Spike looks Val up and down.]

Yeah. No way would it work if you didn’t. So. D’you want to do that, like, tomorrow, or?...

[valdis-of-mulberry]

Look to be entirely honest I'm still having this gender crisis and want to do it whenever I can.

[spike-fogg]

So. Like. Tonight? I can totally do it tonight. Like, right now, if you want, even. I’ve got the stuff in my closet right now.

[valdis-of-mulberry]

Please. Whenever you're willing.

[spike-fogg]

If you’re sure. [Spike is grinning from ear to ear, his dark eyes glinting.]

[valdis-of-mulberry]

... Why do you have that look in your eyes.

[spike-fogg]

Nothing. No reason. ...D’you want to dye it afterwards?

[valdis-of-mulberry]

What colours do you have.

[spike-fogg]

[Spike actually claps his hands.]

I am so glad you asked. I’ve got pink, I’ve got purple, I’ve got green, and I also have some blue, but not much because, y’know. [He gestures to his own electric-blue hair.]

[valdis-of-mulberry]

... Yes. I'll dye it. Do you think you have any red?

[spike-fogg]

I don’t remember. I’ll go check.

[Spike turns around and goes to hunt in the bottom of his closet.]

It really depends if Briar’s stolen it or not.

[valdis-of-mulberry]

Let's hope not.

[spike-fogg]

[Spike reappears holding a rather battered carton of hair-dye, as well as a big plastic bag of bleaching paraphernalia.]

Success! It’s not even leaked anywhere, which isn’t always guaranteed. Okay. You sure about this?

[valdis-of-mulberry]

Yes. Very much.

[spike-fogg]

[Spike grins. He reaches out, somewhat hesitantly, and takes Val’s hand.]

A’right then, let’s go. Now or never, huh?

[He leads Valdis upstairs to the bathroom.]

[valdis-of-mulberry]

[Valdis nods, following quietly.]

[spike-fogg]

[Once he’s there, Spike starts setting up. He’s done this many, many times.] The important thing is not to leave the bleach on too long. Otherwise it tends to, y’know, make all your hair fall out.

[spike-fogg]

Spike. Spike I need your help with something

Oh yeah? What d'you need?

[valdis-of-mulberry]

Do you know how to bleach hair.

[spike-fogg]

[Spike just tilts his head to one side, quirks his eyebrows- which are bright blue- sarcastically, and points to his hair. The green mohawk has recently given way to a bright blue mullet.]

[valdis-of-mulberry]

Look I don't know your natural hair colour--You know why I'm asking.

[spike-fogg]

Naturally it’s black as my fuckin’ soul. Anyway. Are you telling me you want to? ‘Cause like, that’s fine, but...

[valdis-of-mulberry]

Yes. I want to dye my hair but I don't think it'll work if I don't bleach it.

[spike-fogg]

[Spike looks Val up and down.]

Yeah. No way would it work if you didn’t. So. D’you want to do that, like, tomorrow, or?...

[valdis-of-mulberry]

Look to be entirely honest I'm still having this gender crisis and want to do it whenever I can.

[spike-fogg]

So. Like. Tonight? I can totally do it tonight. Like, right now, if you want, even. I’ve got the stuff in my closet right now.

[valdis-of-mulberry]

Please. Whenever you're willing.

[spike-fogg]

If you’re sure. [Spike is grinning from ear to ear, his dark eyes glinting.]

[valdis-of-mulberry]

... Why do you have that look in your eyes.

[spike-fogg]

Nothing. No reason. ...D’you want to dye it afterwards?

[valdis-of-mulberry]

What colours do you have.

[spike-fogg]

[Spike actually claps his hands.]

I am so glad you asked. I’ve got pink, I’ve got purple, I’ve got green, and I also have some blue, but not much because, y’know. [He gestures to his own electric-blue hair.]

[valdis-of-mulberry]

... Yes. I'll dye it. Do you think you have any red?

[spike-fogg]

I don’t remember. I’ll go check.

[Spike turns around and goes to hunt in the bottom of his closet.]

It really depends if Briar’s stolen it or not.

[valdis-of-mulberry]

Let's hope not.

[spike-fogg]

[Spike reappears holding a rather battered carton of hair-dye, as well as a big plastic bag of bleaching paraphernalia.]

Success! It’s not even leaked anywhere, which isn’t always guaranteed. Okay. You sure about this?

[valdis-of-mulberry]

Yes. Very much.

[spike-fogg]

[Spike grins. He reaches out, somewhat hesitantly, and takes Val’s hand.]

A’right then, let’s go. Now or never, huh?

[He leads Valdis upstairs to the bathroom.]

[spike-fogg]

Spike. Spike I need your help with something

Oh yeah? What d'you need?

[valdis-of-mulberry]

Do you know how to bleach hair.

[spike-fogg]

[Spike just tilts his head to one side, quirks his eyebrows- which are bright blue- sarcastically, and points to his hair. The green mohawk has recently given way to a bright blue mullet.]

[valdis-of-mulberry]

Look I don't know your natural hair colour--You know why I'm asking.

[spike-fogg]

Naturally it’s black as my fuckin’ soul. Anyway. Are you telling me you want to? ‘Cause like, that’s fine, but...

[valdis-of-mulberry]

Yes. I want to dye my hair but I don't think it'll work if I don't bleach it.

[spike-fogg]

[Spike looks Val up and down.]

Yeah. No way would it work if you didn’t. So. D’you want to do that, like, tomorrow, or?...

[valdis-of-mulberry]

Look to be entirely honest I'm still having this gender crisis and want to do it whenever I can.

[spike-fogg]

So. Like. Tonight? I can totally do it tonight. Like, right now, if you want, even. I’ve got the stuff in my closet right now.

[valdis-of-mulberry]

Please. Whenever you're willing.

[spike-fogg]

If you’re sure. [Spike is grinning from ear to ear, his dark eyes glinting.]

[valdis-of-mulberry]

... Why do you have that look in your eyes.

[spike-fogg]

Nothing. No reason. ...D’you want to dye it afterwards?

[valdis-of-mulberry]

What colours do you have.

[spike-fogg]

[Spike actually claps his hands.]

I am so glad you asked. I’ve got pink, I’ve got purple, I’ve got green, and I also have some blue, but not much because, y’know. [He gestures to his own electric-blue hair.]

[valdis-of-mulberry]

... Yes. I'll dye it. Do you think you have any red?

[spike-fogg]

I don’t remember. I’ll go check.

[Spike turns around and goes to hunt in the bottom of his closet.]

It really depends if Briar’s stolen it or not.

[valdis-of-mulberry]

Let's hope not.

[spike-fogg]

[Spike reappears holding a rather battered carton of hair-dye, as well as a big plastic bag of bleaching paraphernalia.]

Success! It’s not even leaked anywhere, which isn’t always guaranteed. Okay. You sure about this?

[spike-fogg]

Spike. Spike I need your help with something

Oh yeah? What d'you need?

[valdis-of-mulberry]

Do you know how to bleach hair.

[spike-fogg]

[Spike just tilts his head to one side, quirks his eyebrows- which are bright blue- sarcastically, and points to his hair. The green mohawk has recently given way to a bright blue mullet.]

[valdis-of-mulberry]

Look I don't know your natural hair colour--You know why I'm asking.

[spike-fogg]

Naturally it’s black as my fuckin’ soul. Anyway. Are you telling me you want to? ‘Cause like, that’s fine, but...

[valdis-of-mulberry]

Yes. I want to dye my hair but I don't think it'll work if I don't bleach it.

[spike-fogg]

[Spike looks Val up and down.]

Yeah. No way would it work if you didn’t. So. D’you want to do that, like, tomorrow, or?...

[valdis-of-mulberry]

Look to be entirely honest I'm still having this gender crisis and want to do it whenever I can.

[spike-fogg]

So. Like. Tonight? I can totally do it tonight. Like, right now, if you want, even. I’ve got the stuff in my closet right now.

[valdis-of-mulberry]

Please. Whenever you're willing.

[spike-fogg]

If you’re sure. [Spike is grinning from ear to ear, his dark eyes glinting.]

[valdis-of-mulberry]

... Why do you have that look in your eyes.

[spike-fogg]

Nothing. No reason. ...D’you want to dye it afterwards?

[valdis-of-mulberry]

What colours do you have.

[spike-fogg]

[Spike actually claps his hands.]

I am so glad you asked. I’ve got pink, I’ve got purple, I’ve got green, and I also have some blue, but not much because, y’know. [He gestures to his own electric-blue hair.]

[valdis-of-mulberry]

... Yes. I'll dye it. Do you think you have any red?

[spike-fogg]

I don’t remember. I’ll go check.

[Spike turns around and goes to hunt in the bottom of his closet.]

It really depends if Briar’s stolen it or not.

[spike-fogg]

Spike. Spike I need your help with something

Oh yeah? What d'you need?

[valdis-of-mulberry]

Do you know how to bleach hair.

[spike-fogg]

[Spike just tilts his head to one side, quirks his eyebrows- which are bright blue- sarcastically, and points to his hair. The green mohawk has recently given way to a bright blue mullet.]

[valdis-of-mulberry]

Look I don't know your natural hair colour--You know why I'm asking.

[spike-fogg]

Naturally it’s black as my fuckin’ soul. Anyway. Are you telling me you want to? ‘Cause like, that’s fine, but...

[valdis-of-mulberry]

Yes. I want to dye my hair but I don't think it'll work if I don't bleach it.

[spike-fogg]

[Spike looks Val up and down.]

Yeah. No way would it work if you didn’t. So. D’you want to do that, like, tomorrow, or?...

[valdis-of-mulberry]

Look to be entirely honest I'm still having this gender crisis and want to do it whenever I can.

[spike-fogg]

So. Like. Tonight? I can totally do it tonight. Like, right now, if you want, even. I’ve got the stuff in my closet right now.

[valdis-of-mulberry]

Please. Whenever you're willing.

[spike-fogg]

If you’re sure. [Spike is grinning from ear to ear, his dark eyes glinting.]

[valdis-of-mulberry]

... Why do you have that look in your eyes.

[spike-fogg]

Nothing. No reason. ...D’you want to dye it afterwards?

[valdis-of-mulberry]

What colours do you have.

[spike-fogg]

[Spike actually claps his hands.]

I am so glad you asked. I’ve got pink, I’ve got purple, I’ve got green, and I also have some blue, but not much because, y’know. [He gestures to his own electric-blue hair.]

[spike-fogg]

Spike. Spike I need your help with something

Oh yeah? What d'you need?

[valdis-of-mulberry]

Do you know how to bleach hair.

[spike-fogg]

[Spike just tilts his head to one side, quirks his eyebrows- which are bright blue- sarcastically, and points to his hair. The green mohawk has recently given way to a bright blue mullet.]

[valdis-of-mulberry]

Look I don't know your natural hair colour--You know why I'm asking.

[spike-fogg]

Naturally it’s black as my fuckin’ soul. Anyway. Are you telling me you want to? ‘Cause like, that’s fine, but...

[valdis-of-mulberry]

Yes. I want to dye my hair but I don't think it'll work if I don't bleach it.

[spike-fogg]

[Spike looks Val up and down.]

Yeah. No way would it work if you didn’t. So. D’you want to do that, like, tomorrow, or?...

[valdis-of-mulberry]

Look to be entirely honest I'm still having this gender crisis and want to do it whenever I can.

[spike-fogg]

So. Like. Tonight? I can totally do it tonight. Like, right now, if you want, even. I’ve got the stuff in my closet right now.

[valdis-of-mulberry]

Please. Whenever you're willing.

[spike-fogg]

If you’re sure. [Spike is grinning from ear to ear, his dark eyes glinting.]

[valdis-of-mulberry]

... Why do you have that look in your eyes.

[spike-fogg]

Nothing. No reason. ...D’you want to dye it afterwards?