An Unexpected Valentine (Bunny)

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Fancy had to admit that at least his sister was getting more creative in her teasing. Bullying. Whatever it was.

No, it was definitely bullying. And that credit of creativity did not make it okay.

He didn't know how she did it, and quite honestly, what did it matter? His hair was gone.... HIs long, beautiful, virgin hair. Not only had she cut it while he was sleeping(he was a pretty heavy sleeper to begin with, but he suspected she spiked his drink with something the night before), but she'd somehow also managed to dye it.

Pink.

Not a bad shade of pink, mind you. He didn't hate the color. It was just....WHO THE HELL DYES ANOTHER PERSON'S HAIR IN THEIR SLEEP??? WAS SHE INSANE???

No...he shouldn't ask that question, Fancy already knew the answer. And he didn't know if her 'consolation' gift was enough to purge that impression. When Fancy awoke in his bedroom at home that morning, he was met not only with the image of his new pink tresses in the mirror of his vanity, but also with a 5'x5' box wrapped in red hearts and tied with a pink bow. And the message "share this with a girl you like <3". He shuddered to find out what sort of monstrosity was inside, so of course he didn't open it.

Whatever, Fancy left that insane asylum as fast as he could get out of there, leaving the box behind(or so he thought). Once he got to the school, his first order of business was to go see if one of the costume theater kids knew how to fix him. Ha ha....fix him. As if he was the one that was broken...

Fancy hefted his bag to sit better on his shoulder then stepped into the already open home economics room. Someone was baking in there. His nose twitched at the sweet smell. "Uh....hello?" he called out to the lone person in the room. He didn't recognize her with her back to him. "Are you in the costume club?" he asked. It was actually the sewing club, but same difference in his opinion. "Or do you know anyone in it? Or if they're going to meet today...?" Fancy laughed nervously at the sudden bombardment of questions. She probably didn't know the answer to any of them...

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It was Valentine’s Day. Up until recently, Bunny had been eagerly looking forward to the day, seeing what Jackson might have planned for her on the special occasion. It would have been the first Valentine’s Day that she had a boy to spend it with, but as fate would have it, he ended it suddenly only a few weeks prior to the holiday, and now the poor heartbroken girl was going to be spending yet another one alone. She’d spent some time wallowing sadly in her room for the days leading up to the holiday, but she found that today she wanted to get out of the house at least for a little bit and see if she might at least be able to make something for her friends to eat.

She could have made the treats at home, but the home ec room had been calling to her and she decided to dress up and force herself out of the bubble she’d made for herself. Despite her sadness, she made sure to dress in all the pink and frills she had planned on wearing for Valentine’s Day, and played some quiet, sappy music while she worked on making a batch of surprise-inside cupcakes. There was nothing quite as therapeutic as baking for her, and eventually she began feeling a little better. She would be lying, though, if she said she didn’t hope someone might notice her baking and come give her some company – preferably a cute boy that would be an even better distraction.

Apparently someone had heard and granted her wish, because just as she began spooning the batter into some cupcake liners, Bunny heard a distinctly masculine voice from the doorway. She twisted around and stared at the boy, taking a few moments to recognize him because… His hair was pink and short! “Fancy!” she squeaked excitedly, feeling elated and almost missing the questions that he’d asked. “Oh, um…. No, I’m not. I’m just in the culinary club… But I do know how to sew,” she added with a flash of a smile. “Ohmygoodness, your hair looks so amazing!!” Not realizing his woes, Bunny clapped her hands together in her delight. “Did you dye it yourself? I’ve been thinking about dyeing the ends of my hair pink, I just haven’t gotten around to it…” Her roots were starting to show in her blonde hair, too. “Oh, and it’s good to see you again!” she added as a sort of belated after-thought.

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When the blonde girl turned to face him, Fancy straightened slightly upon seeing who it was, and he felt his lips automatically turn upwards into a broad smile. “Hey, Bunny!” he said, barely even recognizing his sudden change in mood. The girl was so cute and pleasant the last time they met, just the memory alone was enough to make him forget momentarily about his hair follies. “You do? Wow, you’re so skilled! I don’t think I could ever do anything like that.”

He blinked, however, suddenly reminded of the reason why he came down here, and the horror he experienced upon waking to see his beloved tresses snipped away. Fancy didn’t know how to take her sudden excitement, and a blush which matched the color of his hair tainted his cheeks as he twirled a finger through one painfully short lock. “Y-you think so…?” he asked, unsure if he should tell the sad story of how it happened. She was so bright and happy, he didn’t want to ruin that.

“Thanks, heh heh….” Though his wide smile was feeling strained now, and he hung his head with a sigh, laughing exasperatedly. His face relaxed for a moment as she expressed exactly what he’d thought when he realized who she was. “It’s good to see you too, Bunny,” he said, returning the greeting with a tired smile. “And….no. I didn’t dye it myself. My sister did it for me.” It wasn’t a lie, but not the whole truth. No, he didn’t have the heart to break it to her just yet. “And I think you look really cute in pink, so I’m sure it’ll look good on you.” Fancy looked the short girl up and down, taking in the mass of pink frills that she was wearing. “Are you dressed up for a date with your boyfriend?” he asked, completely unaware that she and Jackson were no longer together.

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Oh good! He remembered her too. That was enough to make Bunny cheer up even more at the sight of him. She’d kept the flowers he’d given her for as long as she could, until they started to wilt and she sadly went to place them in the compost bin outside. “Oh, I-I don’t know about that,” she replied to his comment with a giggle. “It’s not very hard, it mostly just takes time and practice.” She wished she were good at other things, like sports and physical activities, but she was just limited with her lupus not always under control.

She caught the change in expression on Fancy’s face when she complimented his hair, and her own features faltered as she wondered if she’d said something wrong. Was she not supposed to like it, or…? “I do!” she replied earnestly. “I love pink, it’s my favorite color.” No surprise there. “And that’s a really nice shade! It matches your skin tone well, it’s not too bright or neon.” Yes, the soft pastel shade was just perfect.

Still, it seemed like something was off, and Bunny bit her lip nervously, wonder if she should apologize… But for what? Fortunately the subject seemed to lighten a little. “Oh, she did, really?” Bun replied, smiling tentatively again. “She did a really good job! Maybe I should have her do my hair too.” Of course, she had no idea how bad of an idea that probably was. “O-oh, thank you,” she stammered, her cheeks turning the same color as her dress as she looked down at herself with a shy smile. It quickly fell at his question, though, and Bunny’s lip began to wobble and her eyes welled up with sudden tears as she shook her head. “N-no…” she whimpered quietly. “We… broke up a couple weeks ago…” Bunny quickly turned back to the counter to try to hide her sadness and kept scooping batter into the liners. “I-I just felt like dressing up, is all…”