Clink: Clank you know it's not legal to have children working for you right?

Clank: Yes but that's in most countries.

Clink: you point is?

Clank: This is the internet Clink they can't arrest you for having children working for the internet Bill Gates says so.

ISP: This is the Internet Saftey Patrol we know you have children in there come out with your hands and or other limbs or body parts up!

Clank: DAMN you Bill Gates for lying to me!

Kale groaned as he limped out of the clinic. "How my head huuurts so much…." He rubbed the back of his head, after falling on it twice. "I'm heading to bed…"

Finn then buzzed in front of his face. "Hey we just need to go to the Tailor then we can go see the Harvest Goddess!"

Kale groaned. "Maybe if you slammed you head twice into the concrete you would change your opinion." He swatted Finn away then angrily grumbled.

Finn becoming desperate began to lie. "Look one of your parts went into the Tailor!"

Kale then turned his head. "Really where!? What kind!? Who!?" He then dashed from the bridge to the Tailor leaving Finn to cough in his dust. "Hey wait up!"

When Kale actually did get in his eyes were scanning the room. "Drat, all there is in here is an old lady and a bunch of clothes." Finn then finally caught up to Kale. He then grabbed the harvest sprite and frowned in his face. "Hey you lied to me I don't see my beloved parts in this room at all!" He tightened his grip around the Harvest sprites weak body

Finn chocked. "Maybe…the woman knows…*Wheeze*"

The old woman sighed. "Sory were not selling much at the moment…wait I haven't seen you around here lately…are you that new rancher everyone is talking about?" the woman adjusted her glasses.

"Yes my name is Kale, by any chance did a woman walk by here or anything, maybe with a gorgeous feature by chance?" Kale was desperately asking.

"Can you…please let go of me…" Finn was gasping for air.

"Yes you must be referring to my granddaughter Candace, she has beautiful blue hair. By the way my name is Shelly. My granddaughter is in the back-"

After that sentence Kale dashed to the door. "Thanks Shelly you're a life saver!"

"I hope your referring to me…I need air please…" Finn still gagging in Kale's palm.

When Kale poked his head inside he saw a woman sitting down sewing some fabrics together. More importantly he saw her hair.

" It's beautiful isn't it Finn!?"

Finn was now purple and barley breathing. "Let go of me…!"

"I know it's perfect right I mean it's sky-blue, it has perfect spring like coils in it, I have o touch it." He whispered.

He snuck up to her just behind her. "Then looked at the hand Finn was in. Finn what are you doing in my part grabbing hand!?" he then released Finn form his hand.

Finn gasped, "FRESH AIR AT LAST!"

"Quiet Finn or she'll hear us," he whispered. He then buried his hands into the hair. "Oh it's so soft…like silk…It's peeeeeerfect~!" he cooed to himself.

"EEEEEEK! W-W-What are you doing!? Get away from me!" She pulled her hair out of Kale's hands. "Wh-who are you…?" She looked terrified.

"Look what you did Kale you made her scared! He then slapped Kale on the face with his tinny hands."

Kale ignored him and tried to look innocent. "I'm sorry Your hair just looked so pretty that I just wanted to touch it is all." He smiled after he apologized. "It really is beautiful."

The girl blushed deeply. "O-O-oh…um thank you…" she gave a soft smile. "So…are you the new rancher in town? I'm…Candace" she still looked a little nervous.

"Name's Kale and yeah I'm the new rancher,…but I'm also an expert hair stylist!"

"Wait you're a hair stylist!?" Finn was stupefied.

"Really…? Then why did you come here?"

"Ehh…because I needed to find more exotic hair to use. Your hair is one of a kind and I would love~ to work with it!" This was one long lie but if it got him more time with that hair it was worth it.

Candace blushed again and her smile grew bigger this time. "Do you really think my hair is that special…? She blushed more with every thought. "Um…ok…I suppose It's ok you can work with it then." She sat down again her hair in my face.

I grabbed some combs and brushes. "I may not know what I'm doing but who gives a damn when you have hair like this!?" he thought to himself.