Muffy was in the hair salon, ready to get her hair did.
"So, how would you like your hair done today?" asked the barber.
"I want bangs and a trim, and I want it dyed bleach blonde,"
"Hmmmmm, wanting to be stylish for the prom, huh?"
"Exactly. It will look so fashionably cute with my pink dress! It's got bows and frills and lace, I will be the star of the prom!"
"Well, I know exactly what our little princess will need in mind!"
Muffy headed to another room where the barber washed her hair. Muffy stared at the ceiling as a fan swivelled. She stared in suspicion as the fan continued, but this time the fan shook back and forth. Muffy gasped, remembering what Fern said. What if this was all coming true?
Just then, the fan became unloose and landed on both the hairdresser and Muffy.
"OW!" screamed Muffy, the blade of the fan leaving a small gash on her forehead.
"At least it's only a small cut," The hairdresser ran and returned with a plaster as she placed it over her forehead.
Minutes later, the barber returned and trimmed her hair and gave her bangs.
"Right, I'll be here in a moment,"
The barber returned with the bleach dye. Applying it on Muffy's hair, he applied some more and more and more.
"Right," said the barber, "I need to attend to another customer at the moment, but I'll be back,"
She waited, the cold acidic bleach stinging her scalp. She resisted the temptation to scream, but that was what needed to be done.
Her scalp itched and itched. It was not long before the bleach started to run down her forehead and land on her eyelids.
She turned around, and it was not long before she noticed bits of her hair fall onto the ground.
"Uhhhh…hello?" called Muffy, "Is this supposed to be happening?"
But she got no answer.
She turned back to the mirror. She tried to take wipe the bleach off, but her hands were stuck as a result of being tied by the aprons.
"Hello?" she called over and over.
But she still got no answer.
Eventually the bleach trickled even more down her eyelids, burning them.
Muffy squeezed her eyes shut, trying not to let them get into her eyes. However, no matter how hard she tried, they just happened to get into her eyes anyway.
Without realising it, the screw of her chair became unloose. The top part of the chair fell off, toppling her to the ground. She bumped into the cart full of tools near her, and as she fell, two pairs of scissors went flying, and landed straight into her eye sockets. Muffy screamed and cried in pain and this happened.
"Where is Muffy? Muffy Crosswire?" she heard two voices.
She did not know that it was Fern and George.
"She's fine," said the barber, "She's sitting there and waiting while….."
That was when they heard the scream again.
Muffy blindly stumbled up.
"HELP ME!" she screamed, crying out blood and tears, "HELP ME!"
The three gasped in horror as she stood up.
She fell backwards, and unknowingly she kicked one of the large windows. Breaking the glass, she toppled out and fell nose down, just so that the scissors went straight through her head.