Sorry for the long delay everyone, between christmas and new years, I had a lot on my mind.. Anyway, as we were..
Several days later, from here on out the story focus's almost entirely on Pinkie Lancer, the redhead.. Who's currently with her new sister Hayley Smith, as the two are out having a sisterly girls night.
"So what are we doing first? A haunted house? The arcade? Or do you just want to grab more fries and people-watch?" Pinkie asked, her eyes glimmering with anticipation.
"Oh sweetie, we have all day, there's no rush." Hayley chuckled back, agesting her headband a bit.
However, the girls bump into a pretty blonde activist collecting signatures, Hayley striking up a comversation, but this quickly reveals the blonde girl is not only brainless, but working for a bogus cause, but still everyone pays attention due to simple fact she's a blonde.
Pinkie takes Hayley to a bar to cheer her up, but the point is further proven as the girls are ignored in favour of blonde girls.
Hayley Smith and Pinkie Lancer sat at the bar, Pinkie is a red haired tomboy who usually has her hair curly. Hayley is a black haired hippy girl. So part of the problem might have been their lack of looking feminine, but still Hayley is caught up in the blonde thing.
Pinkie stirred her drink absentmindedly, while Hayley crossed her arms on the table, visibly agitated.
"Seriously, can you believe that girl?" Hayley fumed, looking toward the entrance where the blonde activist had just exited, a couple of guys following her like loyal puppies,
"You still on about that?" pinkie groaned.
"Yes, I mean, it's like people don't even listen to what she's saying. They're just... invested in her hair or something."
Pinkie giggled, forming a snicker in her throat before speaking. "It's kind of impressive, in a way. Who knew hair was that important."
Hayley rolled her eyes. "What kind of cause was it anyway—'Ban All Dogs Because They Bark Loudly'?, what does that even mean?"
"I know, it's amazing girls like that even got this far in life." Pinkie said in her famish sarcasm. The same one that gets her to fit so well in the Smith family.
"But I shouldn't talk, Trevor Phillips once got me to jump a ATV though a fire hoop, by saying it was for a tv show.. to be fair, it kinda was. It ended up on YouTube page." Pinkie continues.
"Fun story sis. But that's not what I'm talking about! I put myself out there, I chime in for awareness, and people just shrug it off for the pretty face! It's a joke!" Hayley said, still annoyed.
"Just don't do anything crazy, okay?" Pinkie insists.
Pinkie comes downstairs the next morning, seeing a blonde woman doing the dishes.
"So Francine, what's for breakfast?" Pinkie asks.
"Toast." Francine replied, but from another part of the kitchen, handing her some pieces on a plate. Pinkie is shocked and looks back over at the other woman, who reveals to be Hayley. Who dyed her hippy black hair blonde, even curled it.
"H Hayley?" Pinkie asked, taken aback.
"Good right? I know a guy who can make it look real.. Now I can sell my crap and have people actually listen." Hayley said, waving around her new hair. Pinkie pauses a moment. This was admittedly a good look for her, in fact Pinkie found herself even a bit attracted to the new Hayley, being Pinkie is bisexual. But Pinkie shakes this off, this wasn't the Hayley she knew, this was someone else.
"Hailes, you can't change who are just to prove a point." Pinkie said, trying to sound natural. "Exactly, to prove a point, I did it so that people would pay more attention to what I have to say. No one listens to the passionate girl with black hair who talks about real issues. This way people are actually going to pay attention to what I say." Hayley replies. "Hayley this still feels really extreme. You sure you really want to be just another blonde?" Pinkie asked.
"Trust me, Pinkie," Hayley continued.