Page 56 of Two Daddies for Little Jenna

She gagged a couple of times before stepping far away and finally taking a breath.

I stuck my lower lip out in a pout. "I thought we were close friends. Why didn't you tell me my hair stinks?"

Michael blinked in confusion. "We are, but it doesn't stink. Not at all."

I sighed and undid my pigtails. "I'll take a bath anyway, just so Kristen would stop pretending to throw up all night and try to embarrass me."

"There are spare towels in the guest bathroom, and a bunch of bath bombs and scented candles," Michael said. "Please, help yourself. I'm just glad we're all getting to hang out together after such a long time. And there's tonight's sleepover to look forward to. I don't know about you guys, but all I do is wait for the weekend to arrive so we can all hang out together like this and play."

"Ditto."

Elijah and I agreed. I informed my Daddies I was taking a shower and then headed back to the bathroom. They'd usually help me undress but now they were laughing and socializing with the other Daddies as they cooked. They were having a great time and I didn't want to take that away from them even for a minute.

Stepping in, I turned the knob and stood under the shower. Closing my eyes, I thoroughly rubbed shampoo in my hair, all the while scowling about how mean Kristen was. But no, I wasn't going to let her win. I wouldn't let her ruin my evening just because we didn't let her play with us. I hadn't had the time to hang out with Michael and Elijah in weeks, so I was looking forward to this. Now I was here with them having a great time and not even Kristen could take my happiness away.

I'd been so busy the past few weeks, mostly with work and being loved by my Daddies. It was new love with Nick all over again, and my love for Clark only grew stronger with time. Each night I thanked the stars for bringing them into my life, and each morning I woke up to being showered with their kisses. I was insecure about my morning breath but they demanded kisses nevertheless because I was their sweet girl and they needed to show their love for me first thing in the morning after spending all night in dreamland.

Once I was done, I opened my eyes and to my horror, my hair had turned green. Was something wrong with the shampoo? I poured some of it on my hand but it wasn't green. I tried rubbing my hair between my palms but it only seemed to make things worse. Then I noticed the water had a tinge of green in it. Someone had intentionally put green color in the shower head to prank me.

I associated the word prank with Michael, but no, he was a good friend and his pranks never crossed the line. It had to be that mean little Kristen. She'd been missing when we were playing tag outside and it must've been her hiding behind the shower curtain when I was in here with my Daddies.

I was filled with rage but I tried to calm myself down by taking deep breaths. Maybe it wasn't bad at all. Maybe it would go away if I rubbed it out. Stepping out of the shower, I towel dried my hair. The towel remained white and there wasn't a hint of green on it. Rage had turned to panic as I realized my hair could remain green for days if not weeks.

Dressing up, I cleared up the fog on the mirror to check if I was worrying over nothing. Blood froze in my veins looking at my hair. The green was too bright to be fashionable and it was in big uneven patches. I was too embarrassed to step out and show it to my Daddies and friends. But I needed them the most right now as tears rimmed my eyes.

I scampered out of the bathroom and ran to my Daddies in the kitchen, throwing my hands around them. Everyone collectively froze when they saw my hair. I was on the verge of bursting into tears from the embarrassment.

My Daddies took me into the living room and sat me down in their collective laps. Michael and Elijah looked up at me and dropped their toys when they saw me, their eyes widening in horror. Michael clapped his mouth shut in surprise.

My Daddies were kind by keeping a poker face, but it was in Littles' nature to be honest. Their horrified expressions said everything. Kristen on the other hand looked proud of what she had done, wearing an unapologetic smirk.

"Oh, poor Jenna," Michael said, slowly dropping his hand. "What on earth happened to your hair? It's so bright and it looks..."

Michael paused when his Daddy cleared his throat and ever so slightly shook his head, which I managed to see from the corner of my eye.

"It looks so trendy and modern," Michael lied, the wince on his face giving him away. "I wish I had such cool hair."

I explained how someone had put green color in the shower head.

"And that someone has to be Kristen," I continued. "She was the only one missing when everyone was playing outside. I look like the joker with such green hair. It's what she wanted, to embarrass and humiliate me."

"Me?" Kristen gasped and put a hand to her chest, pretending to be surprised. "Why would I do something so cruel? It wasn't like you guys did something mean to me to warrant such an act of revenge."

"Oh, darling," Daddy Nick stroked my head and kissed the top of it when I finally burst into tears. "What happened was horrible, but it doesn't look as bad as you think it does."

"Your Daddy's right, sweetheart." Daddy Clark wiped my tears and pulled me into a hug, rocking me back and forth. "We can always get your hair styled to make the color look even."

"Yeah," Michael said as he continued to wince, still having a hard time lying. "Colored hair is so in right now. I would know, being into fashion and all."

The warmth of their strong bodies was just so comforting, only they had the power to make me feel better. It was true when I told them all I needed was to have them by my side and everything was going to be just alright.

"Elijah, do you think so too?" I asked when I stopped sobbing.

Elijah looked at his Daddies for guidance. He was known to have a hard time lying.

"Yes?" He said and it came out more like a question. "Us Littles make mountains out of molehills. We'd tell you if it was bad. We're your friends after all."

Liars, all of them. But it was so sweet that they were lying. They truly were my friends and knew the truth would only hurt me more.