Chocolate Pudding-chan: Hi everyone! This is probably the only chapter this week, so enjoy it!


Pai gripped the wheel so hard there were fingernail marks on it.

"You know what, Pai?" Tart asked.

"What?!" Pai growled, He had had it up to there with Taruto.

"You should cut your hair."

"Where did that come from?!"

"I just think that you said we should try to blend in as much as possible, and you have weird hair."

"My hair is no stranger than yours or Kisshu's."

"Yes it is. We can let our hair down, Pai. Down like manes; manes of ponies. There's nothing strange about that."

"Uh, I beg to differ." "Who do they think they are? Pai thought to himself "But I guess if Tart took his hair down he'd look pretty normal. And Kish could pull of that 'Punk Rock' look….."

"How do you know any earth barbers anyway?"

"Well you see," Tart began "I knew this guy named Chuck, and Chuck's wife's had a sister and the sister's second cousin was married to a guy named Al, and Al and I go way back…" Tart chuckled to himself "Anyway, Al's cousin Luanne works there."

"Huh?" Even Pai couldn't understand half of what Tart had meant.

"Just trust me on this Pai! It'll work!"

"No it won't. Last time I trusted you.." Pai shuddered at the memory "…..bad things happened."

"Just this once?"

"No."

"Please?"

"NO!"

"Just give it up, Tart." Kish cut in "Pai's never gonna trust you."

"I'll let Popsicle out of her cage." Tart threatened in a sing-song voice.

"PULL OVER!"

Pai swerved the car into the parking lot of the shop. A sign on the front said "Koko's Fabu Hair Do's"

"Ew…" Pai moaned. "Now listen," Pai turned to Kish and Tart "I will cut my hair this once, but after this is all over, I'm growing it out again." "I can't believe I gave in so easily…." Pai grimaced as he stepped through the door.

20 minutes and a lot of snipping later

Pai stared at him self in the mirror.

"Oh," Kish began

"My," Tart continued

"GAWD!" They finished at the same time.

"I feel like and idiot!" Pai moaned.

"You look like an idiot." Kish added.

"You look like Paul McCartney and a basket a plums had a baby." Tart finished.

"Thanks, Taruto. You're so reassuring." Pai said flatly.

"I know!" Tart said smiling.

"Tart! I'm never trusting you again for the rest of my life!"

"Don't worry, Pai! This'll work out! I mean, you'd totally fit in with the Beatles if they all fell in grape juice!" Tart smiled.

Pai sighed. Tart was just trying to help, though he was doing quite a suckish job at it.

"Don't worry." Tart repeated, placing one hand on his older friend's shoulder. "This will all be fine, just trust me!"


Chocolate Pudding-chan: Thanks for reading! Have a nice week.