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Chapter 3
I sighed as I went with Meaniel again to one of his mirrors. Was this day ever going to end? He had tried out several different hairstyles with me and none seemed to fit. He had greased back my hair, gave me an afro, and almost succeeded in trying to make me bald. But the last one was the best out of all his ideas. The front part of the left side of my hair was cut into sharp fragmented layers and Meaniel made them swerve and dip back up over my left eye. He did the same to the right side except that it went a little farther behind my ears and it didn't partly cover up my eye. His last finishing touch was just cutting some lose ends. He cut some hair off the back of my head so that the cut would look a lot sharper and not somewhat rounded. Personally, I don't see the difference.
"How's that Chiro?" Meaniel asked after he cleaned the debris on the floor.
"This is the best one you've thought up all day." I said. It really was. Meaniel had a wild imagination of how many ways to do someone's hair. He could've written a book titled '100 ways to make your hair look Fabulous' or something like that. I wouldn't put it past him. I kept staring at my reflection. It seemed too strange to see myself completely change over night. I'd give myself a couple of week's tops to see if I can get used to it.
"You ready for the next part Chiro?" Meaniel was practically skipping joyfully as I walked after him into his styling room.
"Ok, Chiro…you stand here, and I'm gonna measure your size and such and speaking of which all those rumors of me being gay are false. Personally I likes me a woman with spice!" He pointed me to a small platform above the floor and he whipped up his measuring rope and started to write down measurements on a small notepad he had gotten when he came in.
'Spice? Woah… too much information there.' I decided to think about something other then his comment. 'I wonder if the Monkey Team is looking for me. What am I saying? Of course they're looking for me! It's almost noon, they're probably searching Shuggazoom from top to bottom. I hope they find me soon.' Meaniel's voice got me out of my thinking. That and the fact he was poking my side and waving his hands in my face.
"It's about time you payed attention Chiro! Ok, I have some clothes that actually fit you perfectly. I'll go get those. As for shoes, how do you feel about some laced boots?" He poked his chin with his pencil in thought a couple of times before answering himself. "Yeah, they'd work. I'll be right back." He went out of the room and as I started to get down when he poked his head back inside and said loudly "Don't Move." I stopped in mid step. "Thank you!" He scrambled out the door again and, I think he went up some stairs. After a few minutes I could hear him scrambling down the stairs. He entered the room with a white bag and the boots.
"I decided that some stuff we will not try because they don't fit in with your complexion, but this one right here I think will do you wonders!" He opened the white bag with the outfit. There was a tight turtleneck sleeveless white shirt with a buckle on the neck part. There was also a pair of black, long open fingered gloves that could have almost reached my shoulders. The pants were also black and had a pocket on both legs.
"Enough staring Chiro!!! Come on put them on! I want to see how they look on you."Meaniel gave me the clothes and ran me over to the changing booth.
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'I don't think I look that bad…' I told my self as looked into the mirror in the booth.'Time to walk out and see what Meaniel thinks of this.'
When I came out Meaniel was sitting in a corner drinking tea and reading some kind of magazine. "What are you thinking Forlondo Lumes? You seriously don't know what to do when you end up accepted to one of those places, I mean what the heck!" He was moving his arms up and down spilling tea out of the cup. I found the sight of him flailing his arms very amusing. He stared at me to see what I was looking at.
"What?"
"You might want to get your carpet cleaned Meaniel." Meaniel looked down at his used to be clean carpet to find splotches of his tea all over it.
"Shiznits. Time to get the heavy duty." He started to walk over to a cabinet and took out a small pen like object. "I choose you! Tide with bleach pen!" he pointed to the stains and said victoriously "You shall suffer my mighty wrath!" He then bent down and started to mark the carpet with his pen.
"You remind me of a kindergardener right now." I said while watching him on the carpet.
"You'll understand when you actually get a carpet Chiro." He was slightly annoyed that I didn't understand how complex the care for a clean carpet actually was.
'I don't have a carpet in the Super Robot. Why would I care?'
"Ok, that's enough cleaning for now." Meaniel stood up and stretched. "I wonder if they make stainless tea. I'll have to look that one up ASAP." He did a 180 degree turn and started to move me out to the main room of the shop where he had done my hair. "Time to see if our audience likes your new look." He smirked as he left me there and closed the door behind us.
I'd never been surrounded by so many people before. Well, girls anyways.
"Oh my God! It's Chiro!!!" A girl with 2 frizzy pony tails yelled from the side.
"Meaniel…" I turned my head over to my right to look at Meaniel. "Why are there so many people here?"
"Well you see Chiro, I need publicity for my shop aka I need mula and giving you a new look and style would promote awareness that I exist. So I told some girls that watched you go into my shop that'd I'd be giving you a make over and such and that they could bring a whole lot of buddies if they wanted to. So far the results are great!!!"
He was saying this as he wielded fists full of cash from the new customers.
"Chiro?" A small girl said in front of me. "Can we take our pictures with you?"
All the other girls waited for my response. 'What the heck.' I thought.
"Yeah, you can take your pictures with me. Just don't shove or cut and make a line please."
All the girls went into an ordered line. I started with the girl in front of me first.
"Ok, start taking pictures." I instantly regretted that line. All I saw were flashes of white and lots of black spots. But I kept smiling for them. They seemed really happy. But I didn't like the looks of the few guys who came over because of the girls. They stared at me like I was going to steal their girls or something.
By the time it was time to close the shop; Meaniel had to shove some of the girls out the door. One of the girls accidentally dropped her camera. Meaniel grabbed the camera and held it in front of the girl.
"Do you want your camera? Do you? Well…go fetch!" He threw the camera out into the street and the girl went running after it.
"I should have done that ages ago." He wiped his hands on a piece of clothe and put the 'closed' sign on the door.
Meaniel was covered in dollar bills from head to toe. They were popping out everywhere. Even as he walked some of the bills would drop out from underneath pants or shirt. And the ones stuck in his hair where going to give him some problem later. 'How does paper get stuck in your hair?' I wondered.
"You make good business Chiro." He woke me from my thought and went over to his cash register trying to close the register. It took him a while and a lot of weird poses later to close the register. The thing looked like it was ready to burst.
"Hey, do you think I should make a mat out of some money just so I can show people that I'm rich? It'd be like 'Ha! I use money as a door mat! I'm so stinking rich it doesn't matter that people step on my money!'" He stared at me after his thought.
"You know that'd be kinda cool." I imagined the look on people's faces as they stepped on a mat of money. It was then that I heard a knock on the outside door of Meaniel's shop.
"I'll get that." Meaniel walked over and opened the door. "You've got company Chiro."
The Monkey Team walked in. Otto quickly greeted Meaniel with a lick on the face which made him cough.
"Chiro?" I looked down to notice Nova looking up at me. She looked so small then what I remembered her to be. She and the rest looked a lot more fragile.
"Hi Nova."