My Digital Escape One Shots

Hair Dye

Alright, lovelies, this one is for your wonderful patience over these last few months.

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After years and years of dying your hair, you had decided to dye it as close to your natural hair color as you physically could. You were tired of spending hundreds of dollars on special conditioners and latex gloves and developer. You were tired of the constant mess in your bathroom, your once white sink a mess of rainbow colors. You had expressed your decision to your best friend Shannon.

"I'm dying my hair back to its natural color," you said as nonchalantly as you could. She immediately sat up from her slumped spot on your couch, looking at you with wild eyes.

"Seriously?" she asked. You nodded. "Y/N, we have to go out then. You have to show the world the brilliance that is your dyed hair before it's gone."

"Do we have the money to go out? I mean, we haven't really been doing many videos lately."

"True...how about this, you wait another two weeks before dying your hair back to its natural color. We can make a butt load of videos and save up a bit. Then, we go out and totally dominate. Hmm? Hmmmmmm?" You laughed.

"Sure. But we definitely need to start making videos, like, now." You both thought of a few ideas and wrote them down. You then walked to the dollar store and purchased water balloons, children's paint, and a large sketch pad.

This is gonna be fun.

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"Alright," you said, your outfit and body dripping in an array of colors, all mixing together to make a nice poop brown. There were two nice pieces of paper attached to your garage door, one completely covered with pink and red, and one with a few dashes of blue and green. "That was fun."

"Yup," Shannon said cheerfully, a few dots of blue paint on her cheek. "And I totally won." You rolled your eyes, a small smile shining through your "I don't care" attitude.

"Yeah yeah..." Shannon did her basic outro and stopped the camera. She then turned around and stuck her tongue out at me.

"You totally suck at aiming," she said with a smirk. "Now help me clean this shit up. Your parents are gonna kill us if they see this mess." You nodded and she turned around, walking over to the side of the house to grab the hose. While she had her back turned, you picked up one of the unthrown balloons and chucked it at her back, smiling as the cold painted splattered against her. You heard her squeak from the cold, and began to giggle as she turned around, the hose in hand.

"You wanna play this game?" she said with a crazy sort of smile. "Fine." She pulled down the handle on the hose, and you shrieked as the cold water sprayed against your body. You tried to make use of her completely abandoning clean-up duty by standing near spots in the grass that had paint and watching as it all sunk into the ground, as well as the paint that covered your colorful body.

Shannon got tired of spraying you after a while, flopping down on the ground with the hose in hand. She changed the spray setting from "jetstream" to "mist" and pointed it straight up. You flopped down next to her, the cooling mist feeling nice in the extreme heat of the day.

"Another video tomorrow, okay?" you said hopefully.

"Okie dokie bitchiokie," she said with a yawn. "I want to take a shower, eat a Hot Pocket, and take a nap. Sound good to you?"

"Hell fucking yes," you said, yawning only because she did. "Let's go."

And with that, the two of you spent the rest of the day napping, dreaming about the next few videos you'd do in the days to come.

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Okay, I know that this is a few months overdue but I've been pretty fucking stressed out. With the holidays and the marching band season ending and my dad been a douche and midterms, I've been busy and stressed.

But don't worry, I'm back. I'm going to be uploading a few more parts to this, each other part being another video they filmed.

And I'm also working on a few other oneshots about the other members. Also, don't forget that you can request oneshots for me to write, and if you want to be in one, send me your name and a description of yourself, as well as what member you want it to be about and what you want to happen. I'm totally open to ideas.

Stay safe, stay strong, and stay beautiful my Lil bitchez.

Yours Truly,

Andromeda Leigh Barnett