Chapter 2: Hair Wars Part 1: Suboshi's Revenge

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In the darkness of the night a yo-yo carrying perpetrator pulls all sorts of stuff from the depths of the bathroom and Steph's closet (really deep in Steph's closet, in a place that's probably never seen the light of day, very much like that stuff). Slinks like a shadow to Duo's room. Picks the lock with a hairpin (how appropriate) and enters to do his dastardly, vengeful deed. Next morning ... Suboshi sits down to breakfast, pulls a pocket watch from nowhere, flips it open, and begins the countdown.

Suboshi: 5, 4, 3, 2, 1, and...

Duo: ::from his room:: AAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!!!!!!

Suboshi: ... Lift off, we have lift off.

There's profuse cussing in the background, followed by something tearing, a yell, and Duo stalks into the kitchen in a supernova of rage.

Duo: ::so mad he's incoherent:: You ... You ... ::sputters::

The source of Duo's rage is his hair. It's green, glued together (and to the wall, considering the end is ragged, or at least it was) in a braid, and has all sorts of weird stuff stuck in it. Like real girly hair bows (we're talking sweet enough to rot your teeth, here) and little signs that say "I'm stupid" or "Help me, I'm gay". In short, he looks stupid.

Suboshi: ::calm smugness:: You look like a freak.

Duo: ::still sputters:: You ...

Suboshi jangles keys.

Suboshi: Anyway, Steph wants me to go shopping. See ya later, hairball.

Suboshi waltzes out and Duo just sputters in impotent rage. Rage that suddenly changes to a wicked smile.

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