Waking up to a knock on your door was odd, what time was it anyway? Usually your alarm woke you up at the crack of dawn.

Stepping out of bed with your blanket around your shoulders you unlocked your door, only to be face to chest with Coby.

Funny, you haven't seen him in a while. You hadn't really talked to him much at all, all you knew was that he was a pervert.

He smirked down at you, wearing a green and black sleeveless hoodie. Revealing the shiny green snake scales on his arms. He wore purple torn shorts with black and green buckled boots.

Were those new shades?

"Hey mouse. Doing anything today?" He asks, snakes seeming to be smiling at you in their own way, the female one's grin a little wider.

"Um, my job?"

"That's great, forget that. I'm taking you out." Coby chuckles his hand through your tangled locks. "And by the looks-s-s of it, you need a day off."

"I had a long day yesterday.. Romeo wouldn't leave me alone.." You groan, moving to let him in your room.

Coby strutted passed you, seeming interested in your room for whatever reason.

"Well my girl, you've got a s-s-serious case of bed head, I can help with that." He looks over your vanity, seeking slightly irritated by it, but he didn't say anything.

"I can brush it myself Master Coby." You sit on your bed, with your arms crossed as you watched him look over your decor.

"That's it. You're coming to work with me. Dress casual." He winks and walks out of your room.

You sigh, there really was no fighting him was there? You walk over to your closet to find something to wear other than your uniform.

You decided not to brush your messy hair just to please him, where did he work exactly? You had no idea.

Once you left your room, Coby was there to greet you once again, hand on his hip studying your outfit of choice.

"Cute. The ladies will love it! I know Greenie does." He chuckles, walking ahead of you, boots clicking against the floor.

"Greenie?" You ask, walking a little faster to catch up with him. The snake with the pink bow turns back to look at you and she nods.

"Yep, she's my girl." He points to her. "Took me twenty one years to find her, had to shave my head a few times till I got her!"

You smile, he must have really loved her, he must have picked out that bow for her.. Maybe you should get her one while you're out and about.

On your way out of the front door, Romeo had sent you a wink, making you pick up the pace and run out the door, leaving him to frown.

Walking across the drive way, you both had entered the large garage they had. Many cars were neatly parked beside eachother.

One was a pink bug, one was an orange and black sports car, a couple motorcycles were pulled to the side, and finally a purple Corvette was parked in the center.

How rich were they to own over six cars!?

Coby dangled his keys and walked over to the purple Corvette with a smirk. "Hop in mouse."

"Wouldn't that make me a bunny then? Master Coby?" You giggle walking around the car.

He chuckles. "Maybe, but you'll always be a cute little mouse to me. Let me get that for ya."

He opens the door for you, once you're seated and fastened in the car, he hops into the drivers seat.

Once he starts the car, the interior glows a fluorescent green, he sends a smirk to you and turns on the radio.

He slides a Hollywood undead CD into the CD player, once selecting a song he chuckled and turned it up, the bass made the seats buzz and bounce a little.

Gangsta sexy.

Sure did sound like something he'd play, no matter how vulgar it was.

Once the garage door is open, he speeds out of the driveway, making you hold on for dear life to his hand that rest on the arm rest.

He just smirked with a small purple blush as he focused on the road.

After driving like a complete psycho, Coby had pulled in to a parking lot of a small building.

Many other cars were parked but it seemed like he had his own parking spot.

Once the music and the car are off, he turns to you, who still hadn't let go of his hand yet. "Yo, you alright? I didn't break you did I?"

You calm your breathing and send him a nervous smile. "N-no. I'll be okay.. Thank you."

He squeezed your hand in reassurance then let's go of your hand to hop step out of the car.

Once again getting the door for you, he clicks the alarm on the car then leads you into the small building that he worked at.

Inside was a waiting area, many women looked at him with a slight blush, each of them smiling at him.

But the didn't seem to care for you, they're eyes holding jealousy.

"Hey ladies." Coby greets them, stepping out in front of you to block all of their daggers.

The smile bashfully. "Hello Cobra!" The all giggle like a bunch of school girls.

Once they all go back to their magazines, Coby takes you by the wrist to a salon chair.

"You're a hairdresser?" You ask him, did he style Asher's hair too? Maybe that's why it looked so great.

"Yep take a seat mouse. Just let me do all the work." He winks behind his shades, wrapping a cape around you.

"You're not going to cut all my hair off are you?" You ask nervously as he takes out a pair of long, sharp scissors.

He sets out various sprays and dye. "Of course not, I've done my moms hair tons of times. I just trim the ends, now. Let's brush that mop."

You had been reading the magazine that he passed you twenty minuets ago as he snipped at your hair.

Once done with your ends, and brushing it out he began to style it, humming something or other. You watched him sway his hips in the mirror behind you, making you chuckle to yourself.

He curled the ends of your hair with a curling iron. Your cheeks flushed as he sung, sticking his fork tongue out and focusing on your hair.

It was.. Suggestive let's just say that.

"And they're ya go. Tell me what cha think." He turns you around in the chair holding out a small mirror so you can see the back.

Your eyes widen, how was your hair so soft and shiny? It was brushed out without any tangles, the ends curled against your back/shoulders/neck.

And he even put a streak of your favorite color through your hair with hair chalk.

"I love it." You smile running your fingers through it, how did he get it so silky?

He blushed a violet hue. "Aww, I'm glad ya like it.. And this ones-s-s on the house. For, putting up with my s-s-s-sh*t."

You step out of the chair and hug him, catching him off guard and making the ladies in the waiting area glare at you.

He just flipped them off and returned the embrace.

Once home, you sat in front of your vanity, which Coby had cleaned up and loaned you brand new brushes and products for your hair.

A smile stretched on your face as did a blush.

Maybe.. He wasn't as bad as you thought.