"Please?" Jeff Hardy's girlfriend, Charlie, asked.

"No." he answered point blank.

"But why?" she whined, pouting pathetically.

"That's not going to work, and you know it."

"I just want to cut you some bangs!" she exclaimed, flailing her arms around like a four year old.

"You can't even cut your own bangs!"

"That's because I already have bangs!"

"Well cut them again!"

Charlie looked at him as if he'd lost his mind. Cut her bangs again? Then she would look like an idiot!

She decided she would try this again. "Please?"

Bam… there it was. The pout. Her bottom lip slightly poked out, her eyes widened. Somehow, she made it all look so angelic.

Jeff shuddered. Why did she always have to do that? Damn her!

He sighed, "Go get the scissors."



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Fifteen Minutes Later

Jeff admired his hair in the mirror, "Okay, so you did a good job."

Charlie stood looking on with a proud smirk on her face. She just gave her boyfriend bangs. She was a big girl now. "Now about your nails…"

Jeff eyed her skeptically, "What about my nails?"

"I think a nice hot pink would nice on them."

"NO."

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Thirty Minutes Later

So Jeff had hot pink nails.

He'd have to be careful not to mess them up, or Charlie would be upset…

Oh damn.

They chipped.

Jeff panicked. It's not like he could paint over the chip, seeing as how he didn't know where in the hell she kept her nail polish.

Charlie was coming his way, and he didn't know what to do.

So, he did the most logical thing and shoved his bands into his pockets.

Smart move, right?

Wrong. His nails were still wet.

Charlie walked up to him, "Can I see your nails, babe?"

"Uhhh…" he stuttered, "No."

At this, Charlie was confused. "Why not?"

Err… what the hell was he supposed to say?

Charlie looked down at her boyfriend's hands, which were still buried in his pockets. At this, she rolled her eyes. "You messed them up, didn't you?"

He nodded pathetically.

She pointed to their bedroom and Jeff merely followed her non-verbal direction.

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Forty Five Minutes Later:

So now, he had hot pink and light blue nails, and Charlie had forced him to sit with his hands under a fan.

"They're beautiful!" Charlie marveled while grinning.

Jeff rolled his eyes, "Remind me to go somewhere else when you're bored."

"But then… I'd be bored."

"My point exactly."

Silence.

"So…" Charlie mused. "Can I re-dye your hair?"

He sighed.

-End-

Char, I wrote this is Health, so excuse the total randomness lol.



Totally love you girl!

-Chantel