I doodled a thing because 2D was threatening to do a thing for a while and then I wrote a thing about it, that's the story about this one.
"You look great!" she says, trying to hide the fact she's giggling. She's not very good at it. I'm pretty sure anybody would be able to tell she's doing that. But I'm really observant these days when it comes to humans doing things (it's one of those things that comes with being a zombie I guess) so it's super obvious. She's cracking up, and I can tell.
It's good though, it's exactly the response I'd been looking for.
I'd been threatening to do my hair like Mike Score for a while. Before he went bald, I mean. I've only got so much hair and it's not growing back so I can't exactly shave my head, can I? I mean I can but then I'd never have hair again and I like my hair. But anyway, I'd meant it as a joke but eventually I thought it'd be funny so I did it for real.
It's real easy. You have to do your hair like Ziggy Stardust, then push on the top and leave the sides sticking up. That's how he did it, they say.
Noodle doesn't know it's a joke, though, and I think she's trying to make me feel better about my hairstyle.
So I'm standing there, a zombie with a Flock of Seagulls haircut, while my bandmate's trying as hard as she can not to laugh at me. I don't want to give up the joke and she doesn't want to make me feel bad.
I stare at her for a while, trying to avoid the urges to both laugh and bite her. It's sort of uncomfortable and awkward but I'm not budging.
Then finally I crack up. "Noodle? It's a joke."
She stares at me and then finally starts laughing too. She walks up to me, stands up on her toes, and pushes my hair down. Then she walks away.
I'm guessing it was a hit.