Hundred Word Challenge: #7 Scissors
"Nuh-uh. No way. Not gonna happen," Sabrina told her sister as she backed away slowly.
Daphne sighed. "They're just scissors," she informed Sabrina, wearing a 'duh' expression.
Sabrina scowled. "As if I didn't know that," she replied. "My hair's length is fine, thank you very much."
Daphne crossed her arms. "Sabrina, you want to change the future as much as possible, don't you?"
"What does that have to do with you trying to cut my hair?"
Daphne stuck out her lower lip. "Please?"
Sabrina looked at the scissors, and then back to her little sister. If this is what it would take to gain her trust back, then fine. She nodded her head slowly.
The younger girl squealed excitedly and made a snipping sound with the scissors in anticipation.
A half-hour later Sabrina looked at herself in the mirror. Her cropped, blonde hair littered the ground.
'It's a good thing I love you, Daphne,' she brooded silently.
No, she wouldn't be mad at Daphne, but she would forever hold a grudge against scissors.
A.N.:
~Cat