He was cute. She couldn't help but stare at the boy in front of the hair dresser.
He had dark hair, like her own, and she was positive his eyes would be blue, though she couldn't really tell from how far he was.
He quickly put on a blue hat with a red pompom on top, covering his raven locks. The woman next to him was a brunette. Was she his mother? Maybe his dad had black hair and that's where he got it from?
"-aron? Is that you?" Her mother was waving to the other woman, despite her not looking at them at the moment.
"Jessica?"
The woman turned to them. Did she know her mother?
"Come along Wendy," Jessica took her daughter's hand and they walked towards the other woman and her son.
The brunette smiled as she stepped forwards to hug the other woman, "It's been so long. Oh, Jessi, is this your daughter?"
Jessica smiled, "Yes, this is my little Wendy. Wendy, this is my old college friend, Sharon Kimble- Oh! I mean Sharon Marsh, don't think I forgot your wedding! I didn't know you had a son!"
Sharon got a confused look on her face, and then looked down at the child with her. "His" eyes closed, fingers pinching his upper nose in frustration.
She chuckled, "Oh, no. I don't have a son. This is my youngest daughter, Samantha. We got her hair cut today and, well, it went wrong. So we just had it all cut off. She didn't seem to mind though."
'She?' Wendy thought, almost wanting to feel dissapointed, but she couldn't.
Samantha eventually put her hand down and opened her eyes. Wendy was happy to see her eyes were blue.
"Hi Sam-"
"BLEUGH"
It had happened so suddenly. The two mothers looked shocked. sam was burning red and Wendy had a look of odd awe.
Sharon quickly attended to her daughter, quietly asking her if she felt okay.
Wendy could barely make out her own mother's questions. She brushed them off, not entirely bothered that the other girl had practically thrown up on her.
"Nothing seems to be wrong," Sharon said as she stood up, "but maybe we should go home..."
"But I'm fine..." Sam muttered.
Sharon didn't want to risk anything. She smiled at Jessica once more, "We should set up a meeting time. Are you free tomorrow?"
Jessica nodded, "I am. How does lunch sound? The girls can spend some time together. Won't that be fun Wendy?"
"...yeah..." Wendy said quietly, her eyes never leaving Sam, while Sam's never left her.
Sharon nodded and turned Sam around. Wendy watched as the two walked away. Sam had turned around and shot her an akward smile. Wendy smiled back and turned to her mother.
"Mom?"
"Yes, Wendy?"
"Can I bring extra clothes tomorrow. Something tells me I'll need it..."
Jessica laughed but nodded. The mother and daughter quickly made their way home, where Wendy could clean herself up and quietly wait for tomorrow to come.
Kura: ^_^
Stan: *is doing "his" nose pinch* Why?
Wendy: This seems a bit...different...
Kura: Well, yeah. I figured as a chick, Stan wouldn't be as bad with the throw up, but she's still not the number one person at getting a date.
Stan: HEY!
Kura: *shrugs* And besides, my need for fem!Stan fanfics hasn't sufficed. Neither has my uke!Stan need but still...
Stan: *has "his" head in hands* You're gonna kill me one of these days...
Kura: How'd you know?!
Stan: WHAT?!
Kura: Uhhhh... Nothing. I hope you enjoyed this one-shot. ^o^