How Green Becomes Wood

"Excellent. Milo finished with some of the pictures from the renewal, and they are mint!" Alec grinned. "I can't wait to show you. Were you and Rumy talking hair? Are you going to change yours?"

"She's a bad influence on you. Changing her hair like every full moon. Soon, you two are going to be wearing wigs all the time," Xander said dryly, fully teasing Sloan.
 
"I'm excited to see them," Sloan said cheerfully, "We were talking about it, yeah. I've been kind of bored with mine." She rolled her eyes at Xander, "Your brother dyes blue into his hair and you're concerned about me changing my hair with the moon?"
 
"I was thinking either like, a wolf cut, but I don't want to risk getting it cut in a way where it can't be securely tied back. Also getting curly hair cut sucks, it's so easy to mess up. You're never allowed to see most of my elementary school pictures." Sloan explained, nearly wincing at the memory of the tragedies she's had to walk around with, "so either that or money pieces. I think they'd look cool and wouldn't have super intense up-keep."
 
"Money pieces?" Xander frowned, picturing actual pieces of money somehow worked into her hair.

"It's the framing bits on either side of the face," Alec told him, pulling at his own hair to show him where and what.

"Oh." Xander glanced at her hair. "I guess so? What's a wolf cut?"

"A wolf cut might look kind of like a poodle with your curly hair, which I think would be absolutely adorable on you," Alec grinned. "I think you should consider that, but money pieces aren't a bad second option. Blonde or...?"
 
Sloan made a face, "I don't think I want to walk around being compared to a poodle. Having curly hair is such a curse. But yeah, I'd probably do blonde. That way I can get temporary dyes if I wanted. How cool would it be if I matched my hair to my leotards when I have competitions?"
 
"I think your curly hair is awesome," Alec assured her. "Red hair is a pain. But matching your hair to your leotards? Next level epicness!!"

"That would be pretty cool," Xander agreed. "You should do that, if you want."
 
"What strife does red hair cause you besides needing more amnesia?" Sloan asked teasingly, "My hair takes like, ninety minutes to fully wash. I have to finger roll all of my curls so I have the definition you know me for! You don't understand!" She laughed, although she meant every word, "I'm really considering it though."
 
"Amnesia?" both twins repeated, turning to look at her.

"I think you mean anesthesia," Xander smirked. "I have no problem at all."

"My problem is that it's super thick, so it takes me at least as long as you to wash it, and then drying it even if I use a blowdryer, takes forever!" Alec complained. "And it's really hard to find anyone who will dye my hair. Only one lady has been encouraging. Everyone else is all, 'But it's so gorgeous! Such a rare color!' and don't want to."
 
"God forbid a girl misspeak," Sloan said dryly before looking flatly at Alec, "Bestie, do you think my hair is NOT thick? I have all the problems you do and I need to do a curly hair routine. You don't get to talk to me about difficult hair maintenance. Anyway, why don't you just go to the place you went to the first time, who willingly dyed your hair?"
 
"Would you rather spend an hour straightening it?" Alec retorted. "And I do. When she's available. I can too talk about difficult hair maintenance! Curls don't have the monopoly there. Just a solid cornering of the market."

Xander was distinctly bored and genuinely couldn't tell if they were arguing for real or playing.
 
"You don't spend an hour curling your hair!" Sloan retorted, "Your hair is definitely easier to manage than mine is and I know that because, number one: you have an identical twin who definitely doesn't spend ages working on his hair but he looks fine whereas if I just washed my hair, brushed it, and called it a day, I'd look awful. Number two, I know because when I complained about my hair, your immediate response was to talk about your colour!"
 
"Because it's important to me," Alec replied. "Why don't you just crimp your hair? With your hands? It would look great and wouldn't take hours to do! Or, if you don't want to mess with your hair, let it look awful. It's never going to look that bad."

"Don't we both have class?" Xander asked plaintively.
 
Sloan laughed, "Dude, you do not know what curly hair is like if you think it would never look that bad. And you're describing scrunching, not crimping. I don't scrunch my hair because my curls aren't as defined when I do it that way and it gets frizzy way faster. I don't like my hair looking frizzy. And we're walking in the direction of my class."
 
"Then maybe you need a stronger moisturizer," Alec replied. "Besides, there is no way you could ever look awful. It's just not conceivable! What kind of hair routine do you follow?"

Xander closed his eyes briefly. "Kill me now," he whispered. "Or at least let this hall get a lot shorter."
 
"No, dude..." Sloan said, a bit more seriously now, "I know how to take care of my own hair, I know what works for me. I don't like what scrunching does to my hair, a stronger moisturizer isn't going to change that."
 
Alec shrugged. "Good for you, I'm glad of that, but loads of people have-"

"Oh, look, classroom," Xander said, practically shoving Alec into the classroom. "Let's go learn math instead of talking hair. Later, Slo."
 
"Yeah, see you," Sloan said, heading off her own way, completely confused why her friend who did not have curly hair decided to act like he knew more about caring for curly hair than she, someone who had lived with curly hair all her life, did.
 
"What was all that?" Xander demanded of Alec when they were alone.

"According to online research I did, proper hair care of curls includes a heck-ton of hydration, in wich case, all you have to do with any level of curl, any level is lightly scrunch it, and the curls will curl themselves," Alec replied. "I found twelve sources saying so, with loads of people saying they were caring for their curls wrong for years, and if the curls are driving her mad with how long it takes her, why wouldn't she want to know an easier way?"

"Or maybe she'd rather figure it out for herself, not have a nosy friend shove it at her," Xander said.

"Why not? Everyone gets to shove their opinions at me," Alec grumbled.

Xander glanced at her. "Even Sloan?"

Alec hesitated.

"Stop hanging around Becky so much," Xander huffed.
 
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