Mazoku All Day - Chapter 26: Hairstyle is a question of taste



Garv: Aaaaaah, noooooo! Dooooon't!!!!

Zellas: Don't act like a stupid donkey! Come on now! One day you will thank me for having done this! Thanks for helping me, Phibbi!

Phibbi: (laughs) Yeah, no problem! That's the least I can do!

Human hairdresser: (looks confused) Ow can I elp you, madame? (seems to be a Frenchman, calls himself not hairdresser but "coiffeur")

Zellas: Okay, you human garbage, that's the patient! What can you make out of his hair?

Coiffeur: Pardon me, madame...uman garbage?

Zellas: Hey, don't get on my nerves, right? Just cut his hair!

Coiffeur: Ose air?

Zellas : (points at Garv) His!

Coiffeur: (turns to Phibbi) Ah, bonjour mademoiselle. What a beautiful child you ave, madame! Qu'elle est mignonne! Oh, I will see what I can do about er air!

Phibbi: Hey, wait, you...

Zellas: Not him...(grabs Garv) Him!!!

Coiffeur: You're right! Your usband's airstyle is a bit...quoi dire...abitual...

Zellas: Yes, that's right, it's...

SILENCE

Zellas: Sorry, I may have misunderstood you, but...did you call him my husband?

Coiffeur: Sure, madame! And a beautiful daughter you ave...cute little girl...Ere, I ave some sweets for you, mademoiselle!

Phibbi can't stand it anymore and burns the whole hairdresser shop up!

Phibbi: Damn mortal!

Zellas: Right you are! Hey, stop, Garv! Stay where you are!

Garv is running away at high speed.

Zellas: Damn it! Bad day! Next time I'll take him to a normal hairdresser who can speak properly! And now I'm going for a drink! Want to join?

Phibbi: Well...d'you think you can get me some milk in that bar of yours?

Zellas: Sure.

Phibbi: Okay...Let's go then...

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Okay, here we go again! I promised Faria to write a chapter about Garv at a hairdresser's. I think I'll make another story out of it. It just didn't turn out as I wanted it to do... *sigh* Anyway, please do me the favour to review this chapter! Thanks for reading!

~Virginia