Blonde is Beautiful
3: Plan B: Those Disguises!

Series
Seravi·Dorothy
Humor
Typical Ep

"Because blonde is beautiful, red/pink hair has become criminally ugly."

Prologue: Because of it, Dorothy had to innocently suffer from all the havoc Seravi has wreaked upon all of the land just for his selfish motives. In fact, everyone else has also been involved in this golden mess, and the thing is, they don't even know it...

I had to wonder where Shiine was. It was the first time in years I voluntarily went to get the door. And the timing of the bell caught me completely by surprise... Such an unlikely hour for a visitor, I said to myself.

My eyebrows shot up when I found an orange-haired clown greeting me at the doorstep. A little clown doll smiled from the brim of his huge pocket. The duo looked so utterly familiar, but I couldn't put a finger at exactly where I remember seeing them.

"May I help you?" I asked them pleasantly, surprising myself. It was bad enough that I had to get the door, and yet I suddenly felt hospitable towards them. This wasn't like me at all.

"Certainly Madam!" answered the clown in a strange voice, as though he was only on the brink of manhood - croaking here and there on his syllables like an untuned piano.

"Would you be interested in this bubble-making machine?" It can create all sorts of bubbles--"

But I could see they were wasting my time. "--That's why it's called a bubble machine, dear," I cut him off with a hint of irritation.

"Yes, exactly!" He grew even more excited. "Bubbles, millions of them, floating in the air, to boast of a multitiude of colors, shapes and sizes!"

If a table had been around he would have unhesitatingly jumped on it and declaimed his salesman speech. I almost shook my head in dismay.

"I'm sorry, but you probably should be talking to my young apprentice," I said, emphasizing the word young, and then turned around to call my student. "Shiine! Come down here, quick! Cha-cha might like this as a gift!"

"Um... If I may so kindly interrupt, Madam," the clown started.

"What is it now? I need no child's toy, but Shiine might."

"Oh but this seemingly child-like device brings great advantages for a lovely lady like you!"

"Really?" At last, it began to sound a tad interesting. "How can it possibly be good to me?"

"Well," he said as a thin cloud of smoke floated before the toy appeared. "If you place your face a few feet from this hole, the hypoallergenic and 100% non-irrating bubble solution will make your face smoother and even more attractive."

"Although it never was..."

A rush of anger reddened my cheeks. "What?"

"Nothing, madam! Why, nothing at all! What I meant to say was although it was... never meant for such treatment 'cause it's already beautiful, we can make your complexion even smoother!"

I was flattered to hear him say that. "Oh don't be such a clown!" After a while I felt just as silly as I thought he was. Dorothy, since when did you become so stupid that you just had to address a clown as a clown?

At that moment I knew the clown got me by flattery. Minutes ago I meant to leave him at the door but because I was a such a vain witch I had to take interest in yet another beauty product. Though it is hard to believe it can do anything to my skin...

"So what do you say, Madam Dorothy?"

A pang of suspiscion immediately struck, and just as instantly I got back to my nasty got-up-the-wrong-side-of-the-bed attitude. "HOW did you know my name?"

"Er..." His clown act faded a bit, but he continued to flatter me even more. "You're one of the most famous ladies in these parts! Among the loveliest too!"

The clouds noticeably darkened, making me another step closer to fury. A weird little creature. He knows how to amuse and insult me at the same time.

"So, how much will it cost me?"

"You are my first customer today so I'm going to give a generous discount!"

"Well that's pretty nice. Let me go and get my mirror--"

"--Oh! That is not necessary, Madam!" He answered quickly, almost in panic. "Actually, the procedure for requires that you must not look at a mirror of any kind within twenty-four hours, otherwise light rays will be reflected unto your face and thereby ruining the exfoliating process. Also, no one must approach you once you are doing this because the wrong body parts might come in contact with the chemical designed specifically for the face only."

"I see. Let me get my purse so I can purchase the machine right now--"

"--Wait a second! I want to let you try the product first so you'll be completely satistifed by the results!"

He seems in a hurry all of a sudden; but if he wants me to try if for free first then I don't see any harm in doing so... "Very well. That is awfully nice of your, Sir Clown. Um, what do they call you?"

"That is not important at the moment, Madam. Your beauty comes first!" Quickly he held up the bubble-making machine, about to start the fairly small contraption. "I will step away immediately once the bubbles come out. Please put your face before the bubbles so they can be applied to your skin. I assure you that no damage will be done to your eyes, nose and lips. Now, shall we begin?"

"Okay!"

After pressing a button the machine started to move. Lots of tiny bubbles came out, and each had its unique color. I started to draw closer to the machine.

Suddenly he gave the machine to me and backed off. "Just keep your face in front of the machine for a long time so the bubbles can work on your face more."

He ran away from the doorstep. He was about a hundred yards away in no time, even before I could react.

"H-hey!"

"It's all yours, Madam! But remember! No mirrors and other people!"

I tried to speak again but he was gone. I still held on to the machine as the bubbles popped on the surface of my skin.

After a while I heard footsteps draw near. Shiine!

"Miss Dorothy! Goo-"

"Don't come any closer, Shiine, if you don't want to get harmed!"

I didn't note immediately that his initial tone was more of a shocked one than a cheerful one.

"But Miss Dorothy!"

"What?"

"Your hair!"

"What about my hair?"

I heard a poof a few seconds later. "Take a look at yourself at the mirror!" His voice seemed a little more panicky this time.

I still didn't move away from the machine. "I can't! Just tell me what's wrong!"

"Y-your bangs are b-blonde!"

"What!"

Like second nature I dropped the machine. I dashed towards him too see what was happening to myself. The castle shook and the glass broke as a screamed in terror, surprise and anger. Very slowly it was as if yellow paint crept up to the top of my head starting from the bangs. I could feel my face twist in horror and rage. My hair! That blasted clown--

Waitaminute.

"SERAVIIIIIII!"

To be continued!

postscript
Finally, I got another chapter done. And now I realized I got it done months and months before. Smacks self in the face Anyway. Hope you had fun...
Edited June 5, 2004. Whoa. That's how many years since? Sorry for the inaccuracies! bows shamefully

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