That was five years ago, and the three were still best friends. Jazz had moved on from her 'little friends' and her little brother as soon as she turned fifteen, leaving the three to themselves. The only time they heard from her was when one of them did something wrong and Jazz felt the need to yell at them for it. But no matter, at least they had their friendships.

Danny is now thirteen, and a week away from being fourteen. Currently he was sitting in his bedroom, watching Sam as she pulled random items out of her backpack. Neither of them said a word, Sam being to concentrated on getting the items out of her backpack and Danny, because he was so confused as to why Sam had so many things in her bag. A few minutes and a few items later, Sam finally turned around and grinned at Danny, in her hands; black hair dye and a pair of sharp scissors.

"Danny, I'm going to need your help." Was all she said before walking into Danny's bathroom across the hall. Danny, still being confused, followed.

"Wait what are you doing again?" Danny asked as Sam pulled her long brown hair over her shoulder and sat on the side of the bathtub.

"You're going to help me cut and dye my hair remember?" she tilted her head to the side innocently and gave Danny puppy dog eyes. He sighed but agreed.

"But you know if we get in trouble for this, I'm blaming it all on you."

"Fine with me." Sam replied and with that, off came Sam's long locks. Danny was careful not to cut too much off.

"Are you sure you want it that short?" Danny asked for the millionth time.

"Yes, I'm sure Danny. Just cut it all off." Sam crossed her arms and pouted, "I'm just trying to figure out who I am and all you're doing is arguing with me about how long I want my hair to be." Danny rolled his eyes and cut it shorter.

"Like that?" Sam got up and looked at herself in the mirror.

"Yes! Yes, it's perfect!" Sam laughed like a child getting Christmas presents, and then she went quiet, "Wait...."

"What? What is it?" Danny asked, worried that he had messed up on his best friend's hair.

"I need bangs..." Sam said suddenly.

"What-"

"I need bangs! Hurry!" Sam rushed to sit back down in front of Danny and pushed the scissors back into his hands. Sighing and shaking his head, Danny reached for the comb and walked in front of Sam. Gently parting her hair in the front, Danny paused again.

"Are you sure Sam? Cutting your hair shorter is one thing but getting bangs... you'll be stuck with them for awhile-"

"Just do it before I change my mind!" Sam interrupted, squeezing her eyes shut.

"Oh my god Sam..." Danny groaned, rolling his eyes again before he quickly trimmed her hair to make bangs. Wow... he actually didn't mess up or anything... she looked... like a new person!

"Danny? Why are you so quiet? Does it look bad?!" Sam practically sprinted to the mirror and gasped. She turned back to Danny with tears in her eyes.

"This is who I really am Danny! I love it! Thank you, thank you, thank you!" Sam embraced Danny tightly, "Now I can't wait to see how it looks when we dye it black!"

"Black...?"

"How long has it been?"

"Half an hour, you still have an hour and a half to go."

.........

"But I want it to be done now!"

"Well you should have thought of that before you decided to dye your hair!"

"Ugh..." Sam groaned. Danny just continued to roll his eyes at her.

"You're such a drama queen."

"Well soon I'll be a goth drama queen." She smirked.

"Where did you even get all those black clothes-?"

"Thrift store...." Danny raised his eyebrows in disappointment of her recent (and constant) shopping habits.

"What? There was a sale!" Sam pouted again.

.........

"How much time do we-"

"Still an hour and a half."

"Ugh..."

An hour and a half later, they washed it out.

"I'm so scared!" Sam screamed in excitement as Danny poured another cup of water over her hair.

"Stop moving, you're getting the dye all over the sink." Danny laughed and gently pushed her head back over the sink. After a quick blow dry, it was all done.

"Danny..."

"Yeah sam?"

"I. LOVE! IT!" She almost tackled Danny to the ground as she hugged him with all of her strength.

"You're welcome! You're welcome! Please just let go, you're going to make me fall!" Danny laughed and pushed her off.

"Now let's go show your parents!"

"No! No, no, no, no, no!" Danny protested, "I don't want to get in trouble for this, just come back tomorrow and say you got it done or something. Don't tell anyone that I-"

"That you what?" Jazz came out of nowhere, apparently not noticing Sam's new hair style yet.

"Uh... um... well...? Y-you know? Wait what?" Danny asked, trying to stall while he attempted to push Sam back into the bathroom behind him.

"Oh my... Sam! Your hair!" Jazz gasped and with inhuman strength, pushed Danny out of her way so that she could clearly see Sam's hair.

"It's so... you! Amazing!" Jazz turned towards Danny, "And you cut her hair right?" She raised her eyebrows threateningly. Danny laughed nervously.

"Uhhhh...? May-..be?" Danny grinned, hoping to get off the hook. Without warning, Danny was engulfed in another hug.

"Oh! Who knew my little brother was so talented at doing someone's hair! I'm so proud of you!" Jazz rubbed her face into Danny's hair while mumbling baby talk to him.

"Aw come on Jazz, leave him alone." Sam rolled her eyes and grabbed her stuff from Danny's room.

"Well I have to get going, we'll have to see how my parents like my new hairstyle." Sam laughed and made her way out of the house without a word.

Let's just say, that Sam's parents weren't as thrilled as she thought they would be.

"They're going to kill me.." Danny groaned as Sam's Mom's scream could be heard from across town.

So this is kind of just a cute little filler chapter... XXD. I like it!!! But see, I told you guys that I had a reason for making Sam's hair brown and stuff!!! Well anyway, you will begin to see how it all goes wrong soon enough!!! I promise!!! But I hope you all have enjoyed this chapter!!! See you in the next one!!!

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