Van stood behind you, a shit eating grin on her face as she applied the bleach to your hair. Your parents were being total shitheads recently, Van herself having met them, of course only being a few years shy of them but that didn't deter her.

What truly bothered her was the fact that they weren't accepting of your sexuality, so she had a plan to dye your hair and scare the living daylights out of them.

"I wonder what their Republican asses are gonna think now, huh?" The redhead snickered.