THE BLOSSUN-ZEL AFFAIR

CHAPTER THREE

A/N: One thing I should apologize for in the first chapter: it looks like only a day had passed between Blossom's hair being cut in the unflattering hair style and the events of this fic. In actuality, a few weeks have passed. Just clearing that up.

Thanks, Livi-Love, for your kind review. They really do make my day!

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Ms. Bellum was ecstatic that the Professor wasn't upset when he'd found out that she hadn't been able to keep his secret surprise from the girls. As she drove to the beauty parlor, Ms. Bellum imagined what Blossom would do when the Professor revealed the way he would be able to make her look normal again. A small snicker left from behind her red hair as she beheld Blossom's crude coiffeur. The older woman could imagine the ribbing the girl had gotten; she'd been in that boat once when she had been a little girl and could sympathize with Blossom's predicament.

Ms. Bellum pulled into the parking lot of the mini mall on Front Avenue. She got out of the car and walked toward her favorite hair salon in town (which was, of course, the only hair salon in town).

"Ms. Bellum, oh Ms. Bellum!" Kandace Koifeur, the secretary's hair stylist called. She tugged Ms. Bellum into the shop and led her to a chair.

"What's all the excitement, Kandace?" Ms. Bellum asked, extremely curious. The attractive, British sounding, platinum haired stylist placed a smock on her client and grinned.

"My dear," she said to Ms. Bellum, "you've got to try this new product!" She showed the secretary the blue bottle of Rapunzit. From behind her mountain of curly red hair, Sara Bellum frowned. For some reason, she didn't trust what was in the little blue bottle.

Before she could protest, however, Kandace was working the hair care product into Ms. Bellum's curly tresses. The secretary, once wary, found herself relaxing as she leaned back in the chair in front of the hair stylist's sink.

Ms. Bellum practically purred her next words. "Ummm," she said almost lustfully. "Smells divine! What did you say it was called?"

Kandace answered, "Rapunzit. I got it from this clerk who works at the Chemical store downtown. Sometimes, I get samples of products that I make shampoos and other hair care items out of."

"Well, I'm glad I tried some," Ms. Bellum said, letting Kandace massage it into her hair.

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As Ms. Bellum settled down, supremely glad that she'd let the hair stylist try some on her, Blossom was having a similar reaction as Bubbles and Buttercup worked the lather inside the little blue bottle into her hacked off red hair. The Professor looked on, grinning as they worked. He was happy that Blossom was smiling for the first time in weeks.

"Don't worry, Blossum!" Bubbles cried, her enthusiasm and positive nature at an all-time high. "Your hair will be beautiful in no time!"

"Yeah, and with it looking pretty again, you can go back to school and start playing with us!" Buttercup exclaimed, adding, "I've got some new defense moves to show you!"

Buttercup rinsed the lather off of the exposed parts of Blossum's skull. "And, I've made you a drawing in honor of your coming back!" Bubbles explained to her sister. "I'm not letting you see it until you go to school!"

Butttercup applied some more lather for the second wash as she said, "Blossum doesn't want to see your silly drawing!"

Bubbles started to protest, but the Professor jumped into the conversation, saying, "I think that the drawing's a great idea, as is the idea of practicing defense moves together!" He said to the two girls who attended Blossom, "I also appreciate your help with your sister's hair."

When they toweled her off, Blossom floated to the mirror and stared, and a few more moments later, she stared again. "I just don't get it," she said a moment later when she still saw her patches of hair and no growth. Her face fell, even as the Professor was picking up the bottle and studying it carefully.

"Blossom, honey," the scientist soothed, "don't worry." He pointed to the back of the bottle. "It says to wait overnight for results. I'm sure that by the time you get ready for school tomorrow, your hair will be back to its long, beautiful self!"

Both girls nodded enthusiastically. Blossum smiled, then she floated to the kitchen for dinner. The rest of her family followed.

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From her vantage point near the back of the Professor's home, Sedusa danced as the sun departed the sky. When the women and little girls who'd used her hair care formula woke up the next day, the villainess would have her revenge.

Sedusa went to her hideout and, toasting to her success, waited for the next day to come.