Pink hair for..............you guessed it Raph >W>
Send a colour, and my muse will react to waking up and discovering that their hair is now that colour.
Raph was always pretty groggy in the mornings, but in the heat like this, it was even harder to drag himself out of bed than usual. With a low groan he popped his feet out from under the blanket and sat up, taking a minute to breathe (or more accurately, sigh).
He ran a hand over his face and up into his hair, then stopped there. With all this heat overnight, he would have expected his hair to feel more wet or greasy. That would have made sense. And yet his fingers were telling him a different story. It felt clean and, even a little fluffy. Like he’d washed it already this morning.
Had he been drinking last night? He’d have to down a lot for him to forget things, but it wouldn’t be the first time. But why would a blind drunk think to go shampoo their hair? … Raph let out a tense breath. Maybe it happened, maybe he just hadn’t been sweating or something. He’d find out later either way. He’d only have to check the booze reserves in the kitchen.
Dropping the train of thought completely, he stood and slouched his way over to the bathroom, to the sink. His lazy hands went on with the trivial routine themselves. Toothbrush, paste, off we go. What an adventure. Woo hoo.
But then his brushing halted suddenly, when he caught a glimpse of himself in the mirror. At least, it looked mostly like him. Save for one Big difference his eyes were glued to.
That bubblegum… pink… hair.
The toothbrush slowly moved further from his face as Raph just, stared at his new reflection. Then reality suddenly hit.
He rushed over to the mirror, hands brushing up through the pink locks one after the other, taking hold of little pieces and tugging loosely at them, like he had to make sure they were attached.
“How the- this- .. I look like a freak!” He exclaimed with wide eyes. “please tell me I didn’t do this…” he whined, then straightened, his eyes filled with something completely different now. His knuckles went white, and he felt the toothbrush snap inside his fist.
“JAKE!” He screamed, tossing the toothbrush halves to the ground and storming out of the bathroom to pound on his roommate’s door. “What did you to me you rat bastard! If you’re not out here in FOUR SECONDS, I’m gunna break everything you own, asshole!! This isn’t Funny!!”