“Get Your Own Shampoo!”

“Mordecai…? Why are you in my bathroom?”

“Hey, Night… There is a perfectly logical explanation for what’s going on here, I swear to you.”

“There had better be… Wait, is that my shampoo?”


“Get your own shampoo!”

“I tried that, but it wouldn’t get this out.”

“Oh my- What’s in your hair?”

“Trust me, you don’t want to know.”


“Very. C’mon, cut me some slack, okay? Please? I won’t tell on you, I promise.”

“Oh, stop batting your eyelashes and bend over… Not like that, let me wash your hair.”

“You really don’t have to.”

“Like I’d let you just use my shampoo unsupervised. That stuff ain’t cheap, ya know.”

“I’ll buy you a new bottle next time I’m out… Thanks, Nightshade.”

“Don’t mention it. No, seriously, if this gets out, I will end you.”

“Villains honor, I will not rat out a fellow fiend.”

“…Thanks, I love you too.”

“Heh… No, but really. Thanks.”

“You’re welcome.”


“…Why don’t you cut this mane? It’s absurd.”

“I like it long. Makes me a more striking figure! I look more absurd with short hair, trust me. Besides, you have no room to talk, oh mistress of the midnight locks- OW! Don’t pull!”



“…There. Whatever it was is out, now.”

“Thank God. It was starting to burn. Towel me!”

“Towel yourself, I am not your beautician.”

“Fine, fine! Go back to your bed and leave me to clean up alone, why don’t you!”

“Heh… Goodnight, Mordecai.”

“Nighty Night~”

“Oh, yeah, like I’ve never heard that one before.”



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