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"Come on Ian, your hair looks like a loaf of bread." Anthony teased.

" FOR THE LAST TIME! I'M NOT CUTTING IT!" Ian screamed.

"Change is always good." Anthony replied

He was sick of Anthony making comments about his hair and it's bowlieness. Anthony was his best friend, sure. But the comments still made him angry.

Ian stomped off to his room and turned on the radio to block out the rest of the world.

IAN'S POV

That night I got an idea, a very devious idea indeed. A mischievous smirk finding its way onto my face. I grabbed my scissors and grabbed my bowl and headed to Anthony's room smirk growing with each step I took. I stepped in front of his door Cheshire grin plastered to my face and pushed it open.

"Creek" the door whisperd as I pushed it open. Anthony slightly moved in his sleep.

I gently laid the bowl on Anthony's head and started trimming I took off the bowl and grinned, anthony's hair was even bowlier than mine.

~ the next morning~

ANTHONY'S POV

I awoke with the sun beaming in my face.

I grumpily got up and went to the bathroom to brush my teeth, I look in the mirror and screamed at the horrifying sight. My hair… my beautiful hair looked as if someone had literally put a bowl on it and cut it. And that is just what Ian had done. I charged into the living room to find Ian watching sponge bob.

" WHAT HAVE YOU DONE?!" I screamed loud enough for all of California to hear.

Ian simply looked at me with a straight face for a moment and then he started cracking up to the point where he was literally rolling on the floor laughing.

" IT'S NOT FUNNY MAN!" I yelled

"hey bro, you said change is always good."

That was it. Anthony charged for Ian who got to his feet and dodged the blow. Ian didn't fight back because the way steam was all most flowing out of Anthony's eats was hilarious and the way his face was redder than a tomato was even more side splittingly funny. So Ian dodged and dodged and dodged while laughing till his ribs were about to crack and his sides were about to spilt.

And that was a wonder full story they would both be telling their grandchildren in 50 years.

AN:/ THIS IS MY FIRST FANFICTION REVIEWS WOULD BE AWESOME THANKS!

- Sparky