Zodiac Summer

Blue Brothers Know Everything About Oatmeal Baths

Sagittarius' POV

To be completely honest, I didn't know what I wanted to do Leo's hair when I decided to schedule the appointment with Julio. I was okay with the pink and I think the only reason she hated it was because it faded out.

I had to think quick on a color and pink was all I could come up with.

I didn't think a green would look nice with her skin.

Red would make her look like Cheryl Blossom and she hates that show.

Dark colors are out because I'm limited to bright summer colors.

Ah! How about that bright neon yellow color! I think that's trendy right now. I don't really keep up with that kind of stuff.

I think that I'm about to give up. I already stole a bunch of paint swatches from the hardware store, testing what colors I like.

And then it hit me.

Blue.

Blue is the opposite of pink (don't quote me on that).

I created a Pinterest board of  the cute hair color and sent that to Julio or whatever her stylist's name is. All I know that it's something exotic.

"Leonicia," I cooed as I stuck my into our bedroom.

"Yeeee?"

"Picked out a hair color. Julio said he can fit you in at five. So get your ass in gear so we can fix up that pink situation."

"Alright."

Pisces's POV

Like always, I was bored and lonely. Barely anyone was in the house. Aquarius and Libra went out for a lovely lunch. Gemini stole my date with Aries. Leo and Sagittarius just rushed out to the hair salon. Virgo and Cancer were on a romantic beach walk. Scorpio and Taurus were about to go bowling, leaving me and Capricorn. And Capricorn has spent most of his time typing away at his laptop and I don't think he'll stop any time soon.

Maybe Taurus will let me tag along on her outing with Scorpio. Best friends let their friend tag a long all the time.

They would be heading out by now, so I rushed down to the front door. On the way, I was caught off guard by the sounds of whimpering and pleading. I stopped in my tracks and followed the noise leading to the bathroom.I peeked through the cracked door, eavesdropping on the situation. I saw jet black hair, which mean it was Scorpio and presumably Taurus.

"Taurie, please. I don't want you to do it."

"Scorpy, stop being a baby. Just let me do it. It'll make you feel better."

"There has to be a easier way."

"Nope. This is it, Sweetheart."

"Taurie, I'm begging you not to do it."

"You know I have to. Do you want me to count before I do it?"

"Yes please."

"One.... two....."

"AHHHHH, SON OF A MOTHERFFFFFF!"

"Scorpio Mordecai Antares, that was not that bad."

"It stings."

"What's going on?" I asked, forgetting that I was eavesdropping.

"Scorpio stabbed his finger with a pencil. It scrapped some skin off and I had to use rubbing alcohol to clean it."

"Oh."

"I didn't know that he has a very low tolerance for stinging stuff."

"You didn't even count to three," Scorpio whined.

"You would've pulled your hand away."

"If I did that, I wasn't ready."

"You wouldn't have been ready until you got and infection."

"I don't think there's anything wrong with that."

"Of course you think that."

"Taurus, you don't like needles. You told me that you'd rather get the flu than get a shot," I stated.

"Ha! That is true! You can't say anything now."

"Mmhmm, let's go before I decide on leaving you here."

Taurus hastily wrapped a bandaid around the raven's finger.

"You're not gonna kiss it better?"

"Nope. Let's go."

"We can't take Aries's car since he's left."

"Virgo's car is still here."

"We don't have the ke_" Taurus held up her hand showing the glimmering silver keys to Virgo's car. "Well, let's go."

Virgo's POV

Cancer and I returned from the beach to the house. I had to waddle most of the way because of me becoming stiff from sunburn.

"Where's your car?" Cancer asked, pointing towards the empty space in the driveway. I would've pinched my nose, but the painful burn prevented me from doing so.

"Taurus," I sighed deeply. Cancer mumbled something under his breath in response. "What did you say?"

"Nothing. Lets get your oatmeal bath started." He dragged me up to our bed room and drew me a bath. He poured in the oatmeal along with a generous pour of his lavender bubble bath. He stirred the water around, making sure everything was perfect. I slowly removed my clothes, still in pain from the abuse from the sun's rays. Cancer helps me into the tub and then begins to gently pour water against my red skin.

"What were you saying about Taurus back there?" I asked him.

"I told you it was nothing."

"Was it about Scorpio? " He avoided eye contact, which answered my question for me. "Cannie, just tell me. I should know things about my sister and my boyfriend shouldn't hide those things from me."

"Don't be like that."

"Like what?"

"Using the boyfriend card."

"We shouldn't be hiding secrets from one another."

"Fine. Taurus is cheating on Capricorn with Scorpio," he blurted.

"Oh, that's it?"

"What do you mean 'that's it'?"

"Just that. I already knew that."

"How did you know?"

"I'm her brother, I know everything."

"When did you know?"

"When I was holding onto her phone and she had an entire love poem from Scorpio on there. He sends her a lot of heartfelt messages."

"He really loves her."

"Yea, he really does."

"You've never written me any love poetry before."

"I don't like poetry and you know that."

"Mmm-hmm."

How will Leo react to Sagittarius's choice of hair color?

Will Virgo write Cancer some love poetry?

Does Pisces just invite herself everywhere?

Can Scorpio build a tolerance to rubbing alcohol?

And is blue the opposite to pink?

The answers may be revealed on the next chapters of Zodiac Summer!

"Anyway, until next time, stay classy"♌️