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The Master of Time floated in front of a mirror in his tower while in his young man form.

"I'm not a bad-looking ghost…" he mused. He sighed and removed his purple hood. "It's just this hair, though…" He ran a hand through the rainbow-colored afro and sighed again.

One of the observants materialized behind him.

"Clockwork, we need-" he noticed the ghost's hair and sniggered. Clockwork turned around to face him.

"If you tell anyone," he warned in his most threatening voice. The observant put his hands up palms-out in a gesture of peace.

"Alright, alright, I won't tell." The observant guffawed and disappeared. Clockwork sighed once again and put his hood back on with some difficulty.

"I could get Jazzmine to notice me if it wasn't for this hair…"