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Fourth Floor Common Room; Sunday Evening.

After work and a quick ~~handwavey~~ trip to Turtle & Canary to get more Pink Soap in case it was needed, A.J. checked his watch, saw that it was almost seven, and headed into the common room to meet up with Ino for the event of hopefully getting her hair less blue. Hopefully for the sake of him keeping all his organs and stuff. So he had the Pink Soap and the towels (and some hair dye in case this turned out totally disastrous) and so now all he needed was an Ino.

[[ clearly, he's expecting

flowering_mind, but it be open as common rooms tend to be! ]]

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And there was an Ino, showing up right on time. "You're sure this Pink stuff will work on my hair, right?"

Grinning a little as he finished getting a few things set up, A.J. commented, "I never said I was sure. Ever. I just think it's worth a try."

"I think that if you mess up my hair more then I should totally be allowed to dye yours." She nodded. "It would be completely fair that way."

A.J.'s lips pressed together for a moment as he considered this reasoning. Er, well, considered a way to argue with it, but, dammit, the girl had a point. "Would I get to at least know what color before you did it?" After all, Troy had looked damn good with his purple hair, so maybe if his went the same way....A.J. might have to intentionally mess up Ino's hair.

Ino pondered that. "I don't see how it would hurt." If she knew what A.J. was thinking then Ino'd have an entirely different opinion.

"What color, then?" A.J. asked. "I think I have a right to know before we start."

She eyed him thoughtfully. "Dark pink, maybe? Or royal purple." Ino grinned, "I hadn't really decided yet."

A.J. bit his lip, which seemed like it wanted to quiver. "Troy's done purple," he said, quietly. He knew he didn't want to do the same thing Troy had, but it came out of him before he could decide if he didn't want to imitate Troy to the point where it left him with pink hair. He didn't even have anything that would go with pink. It was not his color!

"So not purple then?" Pfft. She liked purple. Ino eyed him, "Pink, or..." she considered her options, "some kinda green, then?" Why was she letting him have a say in this?

Annette was walking her cat. Or rather she was carrying her cat while walking around. Wandering the floors.

It was just on the fourth floor that Angel slipped from her arms and ran into the common room minus Annette who was trying to hurry after her.

"Mrrreoooow."

"Green," A.J. said, quickly latching onto any option that wasn't pink with wide, over-eager eyes. "Green would be good. We should do green."

A.J. blinked a little at the kitty rushing into the common room. "Angel?" he asked, pretty sure he recognized her, but a little confused as to what she was doing there and wondering if something was chasing her with that run. He really didn't want to deal with it if it was someone's dog or something.

"Alright." Ino looked amused. "We can do green." She just hadn't specified what shade of green.

Ino stared as the cat ran into the room. "Awww. Aren't you cute?"

Any shade of green was better than pink. A.J. was just sure of it.

"Okay. It's a deal. Not that it matters, though, because this has got to work. It's just got to. Now. Only thing I'm not sure of is how to keep you over the sink without you being uncomfortable the whole time."

"Angel!" Annette came running into the common room just in time to see Angel duck behind A.J.'s legs.

"Oh..." she paused, blinked, caught her breath. "Bad kitty."

Angel had time to purr sweetly for Ino before Annette caught her. "I was, uh, taking her for a walk."

And now A.J. was wishing it had been someone's obnoxiously overexcited dog chasing Angel. He bit his lip, looking down toward the kitty hiding behind his legs. "Um...Think I found something of yours..." He lifted a foot, trying to encourage Angel out from behind him by making it seem less like a good hiding spot.

"I can be uncomfortable," Ino pointed out, "it's not a big deal really." Pause. "And this had better work. It had better."

She quirked a grin, "Maybe use a leash the next time?"

"Yeah," Annette replied softly. "Sorry... I was just walking her..." and she got down on her knees, trying to coax Angel to her, doing her best to avoid A.J.'s eyes. "If I... Angel come here, please. Pretty please kitty kitty? I'm sorry about the jingle bell."

But Angel preened and purred and curled her tail up around A.J.'s calve, ignoring Annette.

"Kitty kitty?"

"Unfortunately I've tried the leash before. She acts like a cat on crack when I do that. I was just holding her, singing to her, when she thought to bolt. Angel seems to have a mind of her own and it has nothing to do with minding me."

"It will!" A.J. insisted. "Honestly, I can't see how it won't! It might not be perfect; there might be a faint hint of blue still, but nothing a few more washings or a few days can't get out."

With that, he went ahead and turned on the faucet, ducking a hand under the stream of water to gage and fix the temperature to an ideal.

Ino would certainly not be giggling at that. Not her. Okay, maybe just a bit. "Aren't most pets like that? A bit like small children."

Ino watched him dubiously. His insistance on it working out alright didn't really make her feel better. More like, it made her suspicious.

"I don't want any blue in my hair, or really, any colour but my natural one," Ino said, picking up a towel, "but we'll see how it goes."

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