* * *
"No . . . No . . ." Joey panicked, clawing at the stone-hard lump welded into his hair right above the side of his head. "Okay, Joey- just stay calm! This is all a dream . . . Just a silly, stupid little dream! You'll wake up soon . . ."
To his despair, harsh, cold reality reflected back at him in the mirror. Double Bubble gum was fastened tightly to his scalp as plain as the saucer- like eyes on his face. Joey tugged at it, sending sharp pains though his skull. He yelped, clutching his head. He was in trouble.
Serenity knocked on the door. "Joey? Are you okay?"
"I'm fine! . . . er- I'm fine, sis. No problem." He tried lowering his high, nervous voice. Joey turned on the sink knob and let water wet his fingertips. He then, swept them across the pellet of pink, hoping to loosen the strands and free himself. He pulled it and screamed.
"Are you sure? Hello?! Joey- let me in! What's wrong???" Serenity began to become alarmed.
"Nothing!" he gasped, petting the tender spot on his head, grimacing. "Ouch . . ." Doing a little jig of pain, he hopped to the door and unlocked it. "Okay, you can come in- but don't laugh!"
Serenity moved in and stared at him. "Oh, no! Big brother, what happened?!"
"I don't know!" he cried, shaking. "But I need to get it out before I'm late!"
Calm and efficient, his little sister acted quickly. She browsed around the sink and then pawed through the medicine cabinet muttering under her breath. "Ah! Here we go! Scissors!" She snatched the silver trimmers and waved them at Joey. "Okay . . . Just sit on the toilet and hold still . . ."
Defeated, he seated his rump on to the toilet lid and shut is eyes. He felt his ball of hair being lifted and then disappearing with a loud snip.
"Uh oh," said Serenity.
A feeling of dread lodged his throat. "What?!" he squeaked.
"Nothing . . . Well, maybe if I part this to the side you can't see it . . ."
"Serenity, give me a mirror!"
"Joey, please calm down!" she begged. "Let me even this out, okay?"
Trembling and stricken with fear, he sat quietly, wincing with each lock that drifted to the floor. His heart thrashed in his chest as he looked up at the clock. Great. When he faced Mai, late and untidy, she would kill him and then he would be half- bald for his own funeral!
He shot a glare at the ceiling until Serenity commanded his head to be bent. God was laughing at him- he knew it.
* * *
"We hope you enjoyed the flight," chirped the flight attendant cheerily. "Please exit carefully and have a nice day!"
"Yeah, yeah," growled Mai under her breath. "Just shut up." Grumpily, she made her way down the ramp with her carry-on bags, rejecting any offers from the plane workers. She didn't sleep a wink last night and was terribly cranky. She wanted to beat someone up.
Her right leg throbbed. It was sleeping. She snorted. At least something was! Tired and weary, she hurried on, hoping that Joey would take her home so that she could get some rest.
Joey? Wasn't that the reason she refused to sleep? Curse him! Curse him and his adorable, half grin and friendly gaze . . .
She shook her head. All of this jet lag was getting into her mind! Mai went inside the airport terminal and dropped her things onto a chair. A mini- Starbucks was across and she needed something to exterminate her walking- corpse-like feeling.
The mocha latte and cinnamon bun she had gobbled made her feel better. Joey still didn't show up and she figured she might as well doll herself up in a trip to the bathroom.
In her horror, she discovered she looked as zombie-like as she felt. Darting glances in the empty room, she washed her face of the icky, dried make up.
She dabbed her skin with a paper towel and let it soften and dry. She then began to apply a great layer of dark red lipstick and deep purple eye shadow. Mai accentuated her eyebrows and lashes, trying carefully not to smudge anything. She patted on some blush and dug around her purse for a brush. After putting on her face and making an attempt to straighten her disorderly mane, she walked out, feeling more awake and definitely prettier.
No sign of Joey yet. Impatience was building and she finally decided to go ahead and get her own luggage. On the way, unhappy thoughts troubled her mind.
* * *
Serenity looked at Joey, unsure on whether to put on a brave smile, or cringe in fear of truth. "Okay, Joe. You can look." She held onto his shoulders and guided him to the mirror.
He looked, silent in terror. "I . . . look like Kaiba!"
She bit her lip. "I'm so sorry! It's just that I cut off too much and had to think of something to do!" She picked up an issue of the Domino Magazine with Kaiba's stern face on the front.
Joey didn't reply. Instead, he combed his fingers over his shortened hair.
"Hurry and get dressed," murmured Serenity. "Or you're going to be even more late."
He sighed. "You're right." He gave his little sister a kiss on the cheek and feigned a smile. "Thanks for the haircut, Reeny." He mussed her hair. "See ya."
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I didn't like chapter two, so I decided to revise it. I hope you like this better. As you can see, I spent a lot more time on it! -_-;; The third chapter is getting there, so you all hold tight!
Summonedskull007
"No . . . No . . ." Joey panicked, clawing at the stone-hard lump welded into his hair right above the side of his head. "Okay, Joey- just stay calm! This is all a dream . . . Just a silly, stupid little dream! You'll wake up soon . . ."
To his despair, harsh, cold reality reflected back at him in the mirror. Double Bubble gum was fastened tightly to his scalp as plain as the saucer- like eyes on his face. Joey tugged at it, sending sharp pains though his skull. He yelped, clutching his head. He was in trouble.
Serenity knocked on the door. "Joey? Are you okay?"
"I'm fine! . . . er- I'm fine, sis. No problem." He tried lowering his high, nervous voice. Joey turned on the sink knob and let water wet his fingertips. He then, swept them across the pellet of pink, hoping to loosen the strands and free himself. He pulled it and screamed.
"Are you sure? Hello?! Joey- let me in! What's wrong???" Serenity began to become alarmed.
"Nothing!" he gasped, petting the tender spot on his head, grimacing. "Ouch . . ." Doing a little jig of pain, he hopped to the door and unlocked it. "Okay, you can come in- but don't laugh!"
Serenity moved in and stared at him. "Oh, no! Big brother, what happened?!"
"I don't know!" he cried, shaking. "But I need to get it out before I'm late!"
Calm and efficient, his little sister acted quickly. She browsed around the sink and then pawed through the medicine cabinet muttering under her breath. "Ah! Here we go! Scissors!" She snatched the silver trimmers and waved them at Joey. "Okay . . . Just sit on the toilet and hold still . . ."
Defeated, he seated his rump on to the toilet lid and shut is eyes. He felt his ball of hair being lifted and then disappearing with a loud snip.
"Uh oh," said Serenity.
A feeling of dread lodged his throat. "What?!" he squeaked.
"Nothing . . . Well, maybe if I part this to the side you can't see it . . ."
"Serenity, give me a mirror!"
"Joey, please calm down!" she begged. "Let me even this out, okay?"
Trembling and stricken with fear, he sat quietly, wincing with each lock that drifted to the floor. His heart thrashed in his chest as he looked up at the clock. Great. When he faced Mai, late and untidy, she would kill him and then he would be half- bald for his own funeral!
He shot a glare at the ceiling until Serenity commanded his head to be bent. God was laughing at him- he knew it.
* * *
"We hope you enjoyed the flight," chirped the flight attendant cheerily. "Please exit carefully and have a nice day!"
"Yeah, yeah," growled Mai under her breath. "Just shut up." Grumpily, she made her way down the ramp with her carry-on bags, rejecting any offers from the plane workers. She didn't sleep a wink last night and was terribly cranky. She wanted to beat someone up.
Her right leg throbbed. It was sleeping. She snorted. At least something was! Tired and weary, she hurried on, hoping that Joey would take her home so that she could get some rest.
Joey? Wasn't that the reason she refused to sleep? Curse him! Curse him and his adorable, half grin and friendly gaze . . .
She shook her head. All of this jet lag was getting into her mind! Mai went inside the airport terminal and dropped her things onto a chair. A mini- Starbucks was across and she needed something to exterminate her walking- corpse-like feeling.
The mocha latte and cinnamon bun she had gobbled made her feel better. Joey still didn't show up and she figured she might as well doll herself up in a trip to the bathroom.
In her horror, she discovered she looked as zombie-like as she felt. Darting glances in the empty room, she washed her face of the icky, dried make up.
She dabbed her skin with a paper towel and let it soften and dry. She then began to apply a great layer of dark red lipstick and deep purple eye shadow. Mai accentuated her eyebrows and lashes, trying carefully not to smudge anything. She patted on some blush and dug around her purse for a brush. After putting on her face and making an attempt to straighten her disorderly mane, she walked out, feeling more awake and definitely prettier.
No sign of Joey yet. Impatience was building and she finally decided to go ahead and get her own luggage. On the way, unhappy thoughts troubled her mind.
* * *
Serenity looked at Joey, unsure on whether to put on a brave smile, or cringe in fear of truth. "Okay, Joe. You can look." She held onto his shoulders and guided him to the mirror.
He looked, silent in terror. "I . . . look like Kaiba!"
She bit her lip. "I'm so sorry! It's just that I cut off too much and had to think of something to do!" She picked up an issue of the Domino Magazine with Kaiba's stern face on the front.
Joey didn't reply. Instead, he combed his fingers over his shortened hair.
"Hurry and get dressed," murmured Serenity. "Or you're going to be even more late."
He sighed. "You're right." He gave his little sister a kiss on the cheek and feigned a smile. "Thanks for the haircut, Reeny." He mussed her hair. "See ya."
* * *
I didn't like chapter two, so I decided to revise it. I hope you like this better. As you can see, I spent a lot more time on it! -_-;; The third chapter is getting there, so you all hold tight!
Summonedskull007
