Oneshot inspired *and heavily based on* TomSka's 'Salon Showdown' on you tube. Pretty much Tom is Finn. Procrastination again...I'll get on with deh other fics now... XD

DISCLAIMER:I DON'T OWN AT, I DON'T OWN TOMSKA, I OWN THE MIX IDEA.

I glanced over at the shop sign.

Red Daisies.

The hairdressers.

This was the place. Rubie lights glittered round the entrance, like a fire. I took off my white bear hat and put it in my pocket before walking in. Silver lights welcomed me intoon the waiting area. The red-head receptionist glared at me subtlety as I walked past her. Her eyes were neon green. I passed her a wink. Then I went to my allotted spot, which I had arranged online. A pale woman with long black hair tied in a ponytail greeted me. She also had glowing vibrant green eyes. I took off my bad-ass shades.

"So what would you like done today?"she said, tightening her hairband.

"Oh nothing special, I need to shoot off."I replied.

"Huh, anywhere special?"

"I have a flight to catch"

"Ooh, exiting"

"Yeah, I have a feeling its gunna be out of this world"

"Any plans this weekend?" I hissed

"World dominat- oops!" she stuttered.

I smiled. Marceline was in the palm of my hands already? Mathematical. I span around, gun in hand. She had a dagger in her hand.

"Sorry to cut this short sweetheart, but you've got 5 seconds to getoff my planet. "

"5"

"4"

"3"

"2"

"1 THATS A REAL SHAME."

I pulled the trigger just as she was going to stab me. The bullet went strait bang on center of her forhead. Red splurted out. She dropped to the floor. Stupid clones.

"Sorry kid, I don't make the conditionerssesss...ah."

All of the costumers bolted out of the shop. The green-eyed staff, however, turned to me, hissing and growling. Nearly all of thier name tags said P. [Insert name here]. Anyway, back to what was happening. Each girl grabbed a electrical hair tool and turned it on.

LSP turned her's on first. A green energy blast echoed out of her hairdryer. All the other girls turned on thiers too. A shot from Hotdog.P and nearly hit me, but I barrel rolled away.

"WAS IT MY PUN?"

I reloaded my gun. Two shots and LSP kicked the bucket. Another 3 and bit the dust.

"I FEEL LIKE IT WAS THE PUN!"

The shooting got more intense. I speed crawled forward, grabbing a hairdryer. When I fired it, it wiped out the 6 girls. I walked forward to be met with sizzor-wielding Brad clones either side of me. I grabbed a metal tray just in time; one of the 'Brads' threw a handful of sizzors at me. Ah, one got itself in my nipplish area.

"AAah!"

The Brad clone threw another. It went perfectly into my gun. I shruged and shot him with the sizzors. I pulled the sizzor out of my body. Now to deal with the Brad. I just shot him in the heart and carried on.

The red-haired receptionist, Flame Princess, walked around the corner. The real her was my girlfriend, but since Banana Man made hundreds of evil clones of her, I have just killed most of them anyway. She brought out a green straighteners sword, hissing. I grabbed a blue one, defending myself. Sparks flew everywhere. I started to shoot at her, but she moved too quickly. I ran at her with the saber again. Again our blades clashed, but this time I kicked her in the leg. She fell to her knees screaming. I hated this part though I had done it at plenty of other locations too before. My blade slitted her neck. Her emerald eyes clouded and her fiery hair went grey.

"I'm glad we...straitened that out"

I but my hat and shades back on.

AU: So, do you think this worked or not? Reviews and Favs are appreciated. :D Bai!