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 Posted: Sun Mar 16, 2008 9:45 am
The straightener was weilded firmly before his reflection, hopefully putting appropriate fear into the one bit of fringe that had yet to be vanquished. Vince licked his lips with determination and started in once more. He stroked the straightener down...down...and...
"What?" he cried as the fringe bounced back up. "No, this is ridiculous!"
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Posted: Sun Mar 16, 2008 11:28 am
"How can you possibly spend three hours on your hair every day?"
Howard stood in the doorway wearing a brown corduroy jack over an olive green rollneck with a pair of khakis; no concern for fashion as usual.
"I'll be opening the shop by myself again then, yeah?" he said furrowing his brow with irritation and making his tiny eyes seem even smaller. "At least I'll have one of your fantastic excuses to look forward to," he finished with only a tiny bit of sarcasm.
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Posted: Sun Mar 16, 2008 7:51 pm
"They're not excuses, they're life-threatening catastrophes that you should thank your lucky stars I'm clever enough to get out of," Vince informed his friend, setting the straightener down.
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Posted: Sun Mar 16, 2008 9:28 pm
"Sorry to inform you, little man," Howard replied leaning against the doorframe, "but vacations to France with scarecrows are hardly fatal."
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Posted: Mon Mar 17, 2008 9:51 am
Jusst then, Naboo walked down the stairs, groaning and shakily moving his feet.
"I said I gotta bad feeling about dat drink," exclaimed his familiar Bollo, who trudged behind him, carrying a drink of water with some pro plus tablet in.
"Yeah, but you didn't say when. Honestly, I swear I should have upgraded you by now," replied Naboo, wincing at the slightest amount of sound that reached his ears.
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Posted: Mon Mar 17, 2008 4:12 pm
"Aoight Naboo?" Vince asked, slanting in his platform boots to see behind Howard. He had for the moment given up on his rogue fringe and decided to instead make a grunge feature of it.
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Posted: Mon Mar 17, 2008 4:23 pm
"Bad drink, Naboo?" Howard inquired. "You know what might help?" A grin spread across his face, accenting the crow's feet at the corner of his eyes. "Some jazzercise. Really gets the blood pumping."
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Posted: Tue Mar 18, 2008 1:28 am
Naboo glared at Howard. Somewhere behind him, he heard Bollo whisper "idiot"
"No thanks, small eyes. I'm going to the shaman cabinet. Maybe I have some shaman potions to help with this hangover," repleid Naboo, walking over to the cabinet.
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Posted: Tue Mar 18, 2008 7:27 am
Vince's ears perked up. He rushed passed Howard and gently caught Naboo by one of his elbows.
"Say Naboo, wouldn't happen to have anything to take care of loose fringe, would you?"
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Posted: Tue Mar 18, 2008 12:31 pm
Naboo looked ay him ,then back at the cabinet. He opened it using his key, and took out a bottle that said 'Naboo's miracle hangover cure'. He opened it, and took out a very small drop of it on his hand, then licked the finger. He blinked a couple of times, and looked back at Vince, in a dreamy liek fashion.
"Yeah, I may have something. Here," he put the hangover cure back in, and took out instead, an empty bottle, with a label that said 'Loose away!' on the bottle. He gave it to Vince.
"Here we go."
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Posted: Tue Mar 18, 2008 3:43 pm
"I think Naboo's gone a bit wrong," Howard whispered as quietly as possible into Vince's ear, "That bottle's empty." He glanced towards the miracle hangover cure eyeing it suspiciously.
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Posted: Tue Mar 18, 2008 7:01 pm
"No!" Vince exclaimed, taking the bottle and examining it under the light. "Naboo, you have any more? What's been done with it?" His blue eyes were large and desperate.
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Posted: Wed Mar 19, 2008 9:42 am
Naboo sighed
"No, you jerk-off," he said to Howard "That's just the air for the formula. You need the other ingredient I keep seperate from it at all times - that stuff has to be used straight away, otherwise it'll cause the underpants of hell to explode. And you don't wanna see that, trust me." he nodded, smiling.
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Posted: Wed Mar 19, 2008 5:32 pm
"Oh," Vince mouthed, handing the bottle lightly back to Naboo. "Sorry. Well what's the other ingredient?" His hands were back at his hips.
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Posted: Wed Mar 19, 2008 8:49 pm
Howard stepped forward quickly. "Woah there little man," Howard interrupted, "Exploding underpants of hell? That doesn't sound good, no sir." Howard Moon, man of action, had turned into sergeant safety and looked genuinely worried.
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