#grells replies

Slapping her hand away, Grell hissed, “Stop that. I’m not finished yet. And you can’t see what i can.” He picked up the comb from the bed and began to comb out her curls, giving them some bounce and life. “Most people have always thought me on the side of loony, but I must agree with you. What is insanity and what is normal? Who defines the difference?”

“it is a figure of speech, my dear. I did not mean literally that a bird spoke with me. Do you think me insane?” He giggled as he pulled the last curler from her hair.

“Let us just say a little birdie flew in my window and tweeted that I needed to get my arse down to the Undertaker’s shop and retrieve my friend.”

“I would say so. Now, hold still.” He ordered, putting his hands on her shoulders, holding her still.

“Well you are safe now. We need to get those curlers out of your hair by the way. Have no idea why you would go there wearing those in your hair.” dragging her to the bed he pushed her down and started plucking the curlers out of her hair.

The redhead looks at her. “Are you sure?”

“Tick, I just found you there. I have no idea how you got there. I will kill them if they did anything to you.” He pulled her into a tight hug.

“You were in Undertaker’s shop. With Snake, Undertaker and William last night. I had to drag you out of there. Oh, my, did they give you something? Did they drug you with something?” He cupped her face tilting it back and forth checking her over, making sure she was alright.