Note: Here's the next chapter. No disclaimer, I'm sick of them.

This story is dedicated to my Nan, as this morning she had her very own bad hair day and probably subconsciously inspired this story!

Chapter 2

They stared at Myles. "You're…absolutely sure?" Jon asked. Myles nodded. Suddenly a man burst into the room.

"Rabbit-catcher at your service," he told them, bowing. Alanna frowned.

"What?" she asked.

"Uh, well, Myles told me you were having a bad hare day, so I told I'd help you. So, where are these hares?"

"Uh, on my head. Not that type of hare. Honestly," Alanna muttered. The rabbit-catcher bowed and left the room.

"So, what you're trying to say is…" Jon began.

"Yes. Raoul, yourself and Gary got extremely, ah, drunk last night. Alan was in his room, doing…Uh, what were you doing?"

"Playing with Faithful," she answered, rather than tell him she'd been with George.

"Right. Well, Alan was in his room playing with Faithful. You, Jon, drew that moustache on Raoul," Myles explained. Jon grinned mischievously. "And Gary dyed your hair. Then Raoul dyed Gary's hair, while Alan was…"

"…Sleeping," Alanna finished quickly.

"Right, sleeping. Then you all went back to your rooms," Myles finished.

"Oh," said Jon.

"Oh," said Raoul.

"Oh," said Gary.

"Then what happened to my hair? And how do you know all this?" Alanna asked, narrowing her eyes at her teacher suspiciously.

"You must have slept funny. And I'm clever. Now you know, you can go away," Myles told them all, more telling them to get out rather than subtly hinting, and pushed them outside.

"Now what?" Jon asked.

"The hairdressers," Raoul and Gary said in unison, looking at Alanna, who groaned.

"Oh, wonderful," she said as she was dragged away.

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