F-Dawg: I-i-i-its disclaimer time!
C-Hizzowl: Cream, Cheese and Amy do not belong to CreamandMonkeys.
F-Dawg: However, Matty, Kimi, Banshee, Zariel, and Toby do!
…Scrub one down, throw the towel around, 85 smears of dye on the wall…
The two girls couldn't help but squeal at the cuteness of the little salon's interior. Ignoring the employees that accommodated it, they scanned the room over with enthusiasm. The walls were a soft, sparkling yellow while the flooring was a glossy white tile. The front desk had a neon yellow table cloth draped over it and the little white shelf of over priced hair chemicals was decorated with little foam daisies. Sheer curtains separated each of the four hair stations from the other. At the back there was a table with a chair behind it and a stool in front with a garbage can and a plastic storage box that seemed to hold towels and such. Atop the table was a black lamp, one of those bendy ones you see in movies scenes where the student character is all study core, two boxes, one blue and one green, various bottles of nail care products, and a first aid kit, which's presence only bothered Amy a little. Also located in the back were all the hair-wash mechanisms and a chair Amy supposed was used for pedicures. And three doors.
All three were labeled with dark blue Sharpie and all three were squished together so it looked like the entire back wall was just door. One read "Employees Only" and the second "BACK YARD." The third, making the face of the door look a mess, read "Toby (with something in the middle scribbled out in black), Matty and Banshee's Party Pizz-ad."
"Huh?" Amy mumbled. She'd never seen anything like that before in a salon.
This was when the two's attention turned to the actual breathing things in the room.
The first that stood out to them was the pair directly behind the desk who seemed to be both oblivious to their new customers and trying to break each other's skull. Their appearances were difficult to make out due to their constant movement, but they seemed to be a squirrel and a cat, judging by their tails.
Next they noticed a lioness of an amber color (in both fur and eyes) with brown multi braids, leaning towards the two, paws spread out nervously. Her body seemed occupied on the wrestling, but her eyes were trained, in almost horror, on Amy, Cream, and Cheese.
A little to the left of her leaned a blue kite(1) with a variety of long, thin feathers coming off his head in differing lengths. His arms were folded and he looked downwards, shaking his head.
The last, who was almost impossible to ignore for too long (and refused to be, anyway), ran to the front desk, pushing the brawlers away from each other and out of her way. She was a cream colored tabby with huge lavender eyes and an explosion of colors in her hair. She had ponytails jolting out of her blonde roots in at least eight different colors (Cream counted neon green, orange, white, blue, turquoise, jade, red, and coral pink) and huge dark purple fringe. Beside each of her gargantuan ears were a few strands of hot pink sticking straight up. Amy gulped and sincerely hoped that she wasn't the hairdresser.
She straightened out her yellow t-shirt, which was almost two sizes to big for her, and wiped her hands on her lavender miniskirt before offering her hand, "I'm Kimi! Welcome to the Zen!"
Amy took it, slightly reluctantly, and smiled, "My name is Amy. These are my friends Cream and Cheese."
"Cream and Cheese…cream cheese. What a clever pun."
Amy glared at the speaker of the sarcastic comment- the cat. He looked Siamese. Light brown fur with his ears and tail tipped in a darker shade and a collection of black hair-ish fur hanging in front of his right eye. The kite immediately looked up at him and punched him in the arm.
"That's just Toby," Kimi giggled nervously, afraid of loosing her only costumers all day, "Don't mind him. He's always really cynical."
Amy giggled to reassure her, "That's okay. I know someone like that."
She was vaguely referring to Shadow, but she wasn't actually sure if he counted as 'cynical.'
"Okay, good! This is Bansh…" She waved at the raptor.
He smiled at the trio and nodded, "Its Banshee."
"And this is Zariel," she gestured to the now relieved looking jungle cat, "And Matty."
"Hello." He was tan with hazel eyes and two bits of hair-fur in the front that reminded Amy and Cream of Tails. To top his whole 'look' off, Matty donned a green-and-blue plaid messenger hat, some black trousers, and a white dress shirt that was only half tucked.
"So, anyway, like I said before, welcome to Zeneveiva! How can we help you all?"
(1) A kite is a type of raptor. Fun things, but not really well known in the raptor field. Or any field, really.
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-CreamandMonkeys