What's this? A second chapter? Indeed! Specially delivered from Ray and Leah! By the way, Leah finally got less lazy and got her own account. Her name is "Just Leah." (STOP ADVERTISING YOUR STORIES ON MY ACCOUNT!) Sorry Ray. . . . Anyhoo, here is Hughes, again with the Tim Gunn-ness. Enjoy!
Disclaimer: We own nothing. Except some cookies we made. Yum. XD
Hughes: (Prances into "secret" hideout)
Father: What the? Who are you?
H: I'm here for your makeover, silly!
F: Wha-? How did you get in here?
H: The door. By the way, honey, I see why I was called in here. You are a mess.
F: But, I ALWAYS wear this! I have for thousands of years!
H: Well, it shows darling.
F: (Embarrassed) What do you mean?
H: Are you trying to say dead civilization with that outfit?
F: I was going for a classical look!
H: You got ancient.
Envy: (Walks in) Oh good! You're here!
H: I came as soon as you told me to come!
F: Wait, YOU called this creep in here?
E: Uh, yeah! He completely turned MY life around. I'm sure he can help you!
F: So that explains why you are wearing jeans and a t-shirt . . . Hang on! YOU called him in here?
E: Yup.
F: (Muttering) Note to self. Kill Envy the first chance I get.
E: What was that?
F: Nothing!
H: Good. We can get started! I was thinking maybe a nice pair of dress pants and maybe a polo.
F: This is going to be a long day . . .
E: But you will love your transformation! Bye now! (Skips out)
F: He . . . she . . . IT stills creeps me out every time I see it. The tight jeans don't help.
H: Come on! We are going shopping! (Grabs Father's arm and drags him along)
F: NOOOOO!
To Be Continued even more. . . . . . . .
