Tws: Caps
"HAWTHORNE!" Morrigan's shriek of rage echoed around the platform. He heard her door slam and he took a moment to compose himself so amusement wouldn't show on his face. He spun around from his seat on the floor, shoving the snack bar in his pocket. He almost held back a laugh while staring at the scene in front of him. Almost.
It had worked. Morrigan's hair was hot pink. He honestly was worried that she would have seen the dye in the conditioner bottle. Fortunately -or unfortunately for her- she apparently hadn't seen it. And now her hair was like that. Hawthorne broke down in giggles while she stood in front of him, waiting. After he finished wheezing so hard he couldn't breathe, he finally glanced up at the wundersmith again only to break down in laughter again. Morrigan's face was bright red all the way to the tips of her ears, and she was scowling furiously.
"You- your hair- that's," he started, barely able to form words because he was laughing so much.
She grabbed him by the arm and pulled him close to her face. "Not. Funny. Jack is going to laugh at me so much, Hawthorne!" Morrigan's voice rose in panic near the end of her sentence.
"Not just Jack, I bet Thaddea and Anah will have something to say as well."
She groaned and shoved him away from her. Her eyes looked suspiciously shiny as she turned away, and he walked over to her. He put a hand on her shoulder and squeezed. "I was just kidding, Hot Topic," he used his nickname for her in attempt to get her to chill out. "You don't look that bad, Jupiter wears neon clothes and Jack has his hat. Plus you did a much better job with your hair then Heloise did, have you seen how uneven the layers are?" he finished with a wink and a smile. "Plus, Homer has been daring me to dye my hair tennis ball green. I might take him up on that." She smiled back, before lightly shoving him.
"I can't believe you actually managed to do that. How?" Morrigan asked.
Hawthorne wiggled his fingers. "A magician never reveals his secrets! Besides, I'm the stealth ninja." Morrigan snorted. "I'm serious! Who do you know that's stealthier than me?"
Morrigan raised an eyebrow. "Shall I list them?" Hawthorne protested in response until she cut him off again. "Were you seriously thinking about dying your hair neon yellowish greenish?"
The dragonrider shrugged and said, "Hey, I always follow up on my dares. And if one of us goes down, then both of us do." He pointed at her hair.
"It's your fault I'm like this in the first place!" she objected before continuing in a softer tone, "But thanks, I appreciate it."
"Eh, I'd look good with it anyway." There was a lull in the conversation until Morrigan spoke up again.
"Hawthorne?"
"Yeah?"
"How long does this dye last?"
"Um. I don't see why that's important-"
"Hawthorne!"
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A/n: This one was really fun to write, not gonna lie. Hawthorne's a really cool guy I feel, and he would have pulled this stunt on Cadence if he wasn't terrified of her. Also credit to Christine (I think) or whoever it was that posted the quote "Who do you know that's stealthier than me?" "Shall I list them?" on tumblr with Hawthorne. Felt it worked well here.
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2021 mogtober
FanficHi! These are going to be oneshots inspired by the mogtober 2021 prompt list! These characters belong to Jessica Townsend, Nevermoor does not belong to me. All credit goes to her. If you haven't read it, go read it! There will be 2 prompts in a stor...