Hair cut

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(Art and AU by spoonyspine!)

This will also be a pretty short one shot sorry guys 😣

It had been a bit since the twins and their grunkles got back to the mystery shack for the summer, Bill had been trying his best to hide from all of them, especially Ford, not wanting to make any contact with him at all, still fearing Ford might try to beat the shit out of him, for good reason, though of course Soos and Melody still tried to make Bill hang out with them as much as possible, Bill found it to be nice of them to do this but he was trying to work himself and his emotions out so he did his best to keep distance.

One morning he stared at his reflection in the mirror, looking over himself as he sat in a chair, staring at the bags under his eyes (yes even the closed one), his skin, his nose, mouth, even his hair. Wow, it really had gotten a bit messy due to all that time in the Theraprism, he had split ends and a part of him just was reminded of his past by staring at it, he hated it, his face contorted into one of disgust, remorse and displeasure.

He didn't want to ever think about that again, the endless days of drawing blue and red triangles all over papers and some on the walls of his room, he shivered at the thought.

So Bill stood up, grabbing hold of his cane and walking down the stairs to the kitchen, peaking around the corner to make sure nobody was there. He grabbed a knife out of one of the drawers then headed back upstairs, he went into the bathroom, forgetting to close and lock the door entirely, he the stared at himself in the mirror and gripped apart of his hair, beginning to try and cut it with the knife, obviously not working very well, and after about ten minutes of trying he heard foot steps approaching the bathroom, he jumped a little and looked to the doorway to see Melody.

Melody then said "BILL!!! What are you-" she paused and realized the situation, noticing the strands of hair on his shirt, "Aw Bill! Are you trying to cut your hair? You shouldn't use a knife!" Bill was flustered, being caught in this state was not planned for him, "Did I Ask?! LEAVE ME BE! I DONT NEED YOU!" she suddenly grabbed his head turning it towards the mirror, "Don't worry! I know how to cut hair! I even cut Soos's hair! Let me help." She smiled, "UGH-" Bill then just grumbled the whole rest of the time, he'd never admit it but he was glad she was helping him, especially with the back of his hair, it definitely would've been tricky for him.

Once she was done Melody exclaimed "Aw! You look so cute!" Smiling happily, hoping Bill liked what she gave him, Bill just stood there silently staring at himself in the mirror, blushing at the compliment, his hands on either side of the sink, he actually really liked it, he felt a bit better now, eventually turning back to Melody and hugging her, not saying much aside from a muffled "Thanks.."

Melody just smiled and patted his back a little "Anytime Bill" after the hug she said, "Well I best be heading to bed, I'll see you in the morning! Oh, and don't forget to brush your teeth!" Before walking off. Bill blushed and said, "Uh- I know that!" He huffed then looked back to the mirror, he then did in fact brush his teeth, he forgot to a lot of the time, he forgot to do a lot of things like, eat or drink water, he so wasn't used to living like a normal person yet.

He walked out of the bathroom, bumping into a tall figure, he stumbled a little but was caught by a six fingered hand, he stared up at the man and got a bit nervous, once let go backing up a little and apologizing, "S-Sorry.." Ford stared down at Bill, seeing his hair and the looking back at him with a nod, "you changed your hair." Bill nodded and stared down at the ground, Ford sighed and said, "it looks.. nice." Before walking off to go say good night to the twins.

Bill reached up and touched his hair, watching Ford walk off and muttered, "Oh.." before snapping out of it and walking back to his room, he changed into a tank top and shorts then laid down, staring up at the ceiling before muttering out, "he thinks it's nice?" Wondering why that was sticking with him before trying to fall asleep.

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