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The boy doesn't even attempt to hide an eyeroll. "I don't do the going away thing, Geoff. You know that. God. Anyway...what's got your knickers in a twist?"

He pauses, then looks like he's not sure where the hell that came from. "Sorry."

Geoff looks as though he's refraining from saying something, and nods instead.

"It's all right, Ten. I'm guessing things are a little...strange for you and CJ right now. By the way, I hope she's not still mad about the thing with the closet."

He pauses, and runs a hand through his hair, then turns to look back out the window. "Loz and his brothers left town. Early this morning."

"No, she's too busy eating really bad food and bouncing off the walls. I don't see why she's so bloody happy about this whole thing. It SUCKS." There's righteous teenage anger in the last statement. "I mean, I didn't even ever look like this, AND I look like a dork! Not to mention I'm randy all the time and..." He realises who he's talking to and blushes.

"Sorry. Anyway." A pause, then his expression falters and he looks saddened. "They did? Oh shit...CJ...you too...you must be really...yeah." He moves closer to Geoff's desk and puts a hand on his shoulder, then realises that this must seem really weird to him, and awkwardly pats it instead.

"Yeah, I suppose CJ's pretty upset about it too, isn't she?" He turns his head back to Ten and gives a little smile.

"Thanks, Ten. I'll be fine, it isn't the first time." Realizing how bitter that probably sounds, Geoff adds, "This town seems to sort of swallow up people, doesn't it? I am really sorry about what's happened to you and CJ. I'd guess from the way things usually happen around here, though, that it probably won't last? Maybe you should make the most of it -- go out and do all the things you didn't get to do because you were never 'like this'?"

Ten nods and perches on the edge of Geoff's desk. "I WAS a teenager, Geoff. I just didn't look like this. And it was a hell of a long time ago." A slow smirk. "Dude. Besides, I was a big rebel. Once I turned my hair blue just in time for Midwinter, and I cut classes all the time. I did all that then, why do I need to bother now? Though the chocolate was good last night. And the..." His voice cracks. "Never mind."

Trying hard not to smile, Geoff looks down at the pocketwatch for a moment, although when he speaks there's an amused tone in his voice. "Well, it sounds like you enjoyed being a rebel, and if it's been that long...can't hurt to brush up, can it? You could always dye your hair again -- if nothing else, it might give Adam a scare."

This time, when he looks up, there is a bit of a grin on his face.

"I would, if I could do it and still command respect from my students." He shrugs and brushes some of Geoff's hair from his face. "'Sides, I'd have to bleach it, unlike some people. Lucky. I was blond once." A slight scowl and he fingers his own hair. "Though maybe...I know, I could be ginger!"

He's really excited about this concept. Really excited, almost too much.

Never let it be said that Geoff isn't one to encourage mischief. "I think that would like good, Ten," he says, his grin growing just a bit. "Ginger would suit you. And you'd match CJ. Unless you can convince her to dye her hair blue."

"Geoff!" He looks him in the eye, very excited. "I always wanted to be ginger, but CJ would look shite with blue. but that's okay! Why did I never think of this before?! You're brilliant!" And he gives him a big kiss on the lips.

Then he realises what he's done and looks down, blushing a violent shade of red. "Sorry."

Laughing, Geoff pulls Ten into a warm hug and kisses his cheek. "Don't apologize, Ten. It's a little weird, I'll admit, but nothing I can't handle. Just...come see me when you're back to normal?"

He smiles. "And Ten? Thanks for coming by today."

Ten grins and looks up through his hair. "Okay. I will. Glad..." he starts to say, but then is reluctant. "gladIcouldhelpyoufeelbetter," he finally spits out under his breath.

Geoff chuckles, shaking his head. "Yeah, you're definitely stuck being a teenager, aren't you?"

He winks at Ten, and gives him a quick kiss on the lips. "Don't get caught doing anything illegal, all right? Because I really don't want to have to bail you out."

"I'm responsible!" Ten says, pouting a little. "Weren't you ever a teenager? I mean, really...what did you do back then, tip cattle?"

For some reason, he now really wants to go find a cow to tip. Never done it before.

"When I was a teenager I was squired into service at the court. And no, there was no...cattle tipping. I lived in the city. Not much room for cows."

He struggle to keep back a smile at the poutiness. "I know you're responsible, Ten. I also actually remember what it was like to be a teenager. So I say again -- just don't get caught."

"Don't tell me you were all uptight and shite like that. Not Geoff Chaucer. You probably tried to tip half the ladies at court instead." He's blushing, but pleased with himself at the same time; usually, he'd be able to keep a straight face, so this is a little annoying, but still...

"I never said I was uptight, I just said there were no cows," Geoff points out, grinning. "It was a good time, actually. I liked being there, although it could get boring. And yes, I did get into my fair share of trouble, and probably some that wasn't my fair share. So I know of what I speak."

He laughs. "I'll bet you're a good bit more uptight that I was."

Ten cocked his head, a disturbingly familiar gesture on a younger face. "Actually, yeah. I kinda have a stick up my arse, what? And did. CJ keeps harping at me to have fun. Well, more like chirping."

He stares off into space for a moment and sighs, apparently thinking of the lovely CJ. He looks...besotted...in only the way a young man can.

"Do you want to have fun, Geoff? Or are you too old to help me become ginger?"

"The way you put that, Ten, makes it sound like something I should really not get caught doing with someone your age." Geoff gives him a rogueish grin.

"But if you're asking for help coloring your hair? I suppose I could do that."

Geoff is the recipient of Ten's patented Sly Look Of Doom, which is even more effective than usual. "But see, I'm not 17 at all. Not in here." He taps his temple with a finger. "Except for the hormones, which SUCK." A pause. "You think I'm silly looking, don't you, that's why. You think I look like a big geek." He sulks at this...

And then recovers. "But yes, would you? With the hair and the making it ginger?" The concept seems to make him more pleased by the moment.

Geoff gives a skeptical look, which although not patented, is still pretty damn good.

"Right. Not seventeen at all. No, Ten, I don't think you're silly looking. I think you're seventeen-looking. Which is not necessarily a bad thing, and certainly wouldn't be an issue if we were back in my time. But we're not there, we're here. And apparently it's a big issue here. So...not so much with me thinking about how you look, all right?"

He leans back a little in his chair. "I...guess I could help you with the hair, though. What do you want me to do? And when?"

Ten rolls his eyes and leans forward a little. "You think too linearly, poet, particularly for someone outside of time. But all riiiight, if you're gonna be that way." Melodramatic sigh.

"And I'm not sure about the hair. Maybe later tonight? Please? It's hard to do it by yourself, and I'm more flexible but I don't think I could reach the back bits." His puppy dog look is also patented.

"Can we make it tomorrow morning? I'm...not sure I'm going to be good company tonight, Ten. And I'll warn you, I've never dyed anyone's hair before. It might not turn out the way you like."

He thinks for a moment. "Wait...isn't there a kitchen in this wing? We can do it right now if you want. Surprise CJ when she gets home."

"Yes, but what would we do it with? I don't have any...stuff. Not just what you keep lying around..."

"So go run out and get some!" Geoff laughs. "Put some of that bouncing-around-the-office energy to use. You're making me feel old, and I'm not that old."

Ten looks him in the eye. "Promise to be here when I get back?"

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