~Cherry Bomb~Hunter Sylvester~

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Dahlia hummed to herself as she dipped the nail polish brush into the black paint."Hunter sit still," Dahlia scolded him.

"I'm trying," Hunter sighed. Dahlia had a tight hold on Hunter's hand as she tried to paint his nails.

"Fuck! Hunter!" Dahlia raised her voice as he tried to jerk his hand away, "Honey what is going on?" Dahlia stopped and made Hunter look her in the eyes.

"I'm just, fuck." Hunter huffed, "I just really want to do good in battle of the bands. It could be the start of me and Kevin's music career."

"You're going to do amazing," Dahlia cupped her hands on Hunter's cheeks, "I know you and Kevin better than Clay or anyone for that matter. You guys have an actual fair chance. If it really comes down to it I can try to get better at bass." Dahlia chuckled and dropped her hands. Hunter linked their hands together.

"Thank you, that really meant a lot to me." Hunter smiled and pushed some of Dahlias loose hair that had fallen out of her braids behind her ears.

"Now are you going to let me finish painting your nails?" Dahlia giggled, shaking Hunter's hands out of hers.

"Fine," Hunter snickered and held his hands out for her. Dahlia shook up the bottle of nail polish.

"Now don't move or I'm going to cut your fingers off," Dahlia smirked looking up at her boyfriend. Hunter's black hair hung in his face but he shook it away, "You're so cute it's ridiculous."

"I know," Hunter smiled and shoved Dahlia lightly with the hand she wasn't painting.

"Don't push it Hunter Sylvester," She hummed and shook her head.  Dahlia followed Hunter as he stormed to the office the following Monday morning.

"Hey. I was next." Ray muttered from the chairs he was sitting in.

"Hunter maybe wait till she's..." Hunter threw the door open, "Done." Dahlia sighed, muttering the last part as he walked in. Dahlia stood in the corner of Dean Swanson's office as Hunter walked right up to her.The Merino triplets turned and looked at them.

"Hunter and Dahlia I am busy, if you'd like to wait until I am done with the Merino's" Dean Swanson started.

"I demand you let us compete in the battle of the bands," Hunter charged over.

"Okay," Dean Swanson looked at Hunter than at Dahlia. The pink haired girl just shrugged. She had just followed Hunter because they had their first hour together.

"Not letting us play just because we're a post-death metal band would be a complete violation of our First Amendment rights." Hunter spoke, Dahlia shook her head. Hunter actually said stupid things at times and this was one of them.

"Your First Amendment rights as a minor are unclear, but I agree it would be wrong to exclude you." Dean Swanson looked at Hunter grabbing the sign up sheet.

"So why didn't anybody tell us about it?" Hunter scoffed.

"Well I wasn't aware you had a death metal-" Dean Swanson began.

"Post death," Frank Marino chimed in.

"Thank you, Frank." Dean Swanson smiled at him sarcastically. Dahlia pulled out her phone and texted Kevin.

Dahlia:Sometimes I wonder why I'm still with him.Dahlia:Hunter is really in here making a whole fool of himself in Dean Swanson's office.

Kevin:

Well I'm not surprised...?

"A post death metal band. You're welcome to participate, as long as your performance is appropriate." She handed Hunter the clipboard with the sign up information. Hunter took the clipboard and slung an arm around Dahlia as they left her office.