Part One





Kamahn: I want you to redo my hair.
Seph: Why? T_T It took me ages to fix it last night!



Kamahn: Look at this.
Seph: Yeah?
Kamahn: What is this?
Seph: It's a rubber band? *_*
Kamahn: What is it doing?
Seph: Holding the braid in place.
Kamahn: _Why_ do I have a braid?
Seph: Because I thought it looked cu--
Kamahn: Change my hair.
Seph: -_- Okay.
Kamahn: And change the colour of the rubber band.



Ferrahn: Tell me again why we have to tolerate him?
Errand: Well, we tolerate you, don't we?
Ferrahn: *snarl* Are you looking for trouble, mouse?
Errand: Well, no one says we have to like him.



Kamahn: That's right. Remember: I don't like _any_ of you.
Ferrahn: You'd better watch it, kid.
Kamahn: Oh, I'm so scared. Stupid little man. Wait till I step on you.
Ferrahn: I'd like to see you try! *hiss*
Seph: Okay. Enough!



Kamahn: You! Hurry up and fix my hair!
Seph: Grrrrrr.
Ferrahn: Look how obedient Seph is. *snicker*
Seph: Shut up, Ferrahn.
Kamahn: That's because she knows what's good for her.
Ferrahn: Oh really? *snicker*
Errand: We don't see her so nice to us, do we, Razkil.
Seph: Everyone, just shut up. -_- Not you Razkil. You just be nice and quiet like always.
Razkil: . . .



Kamahn: What are you doing?
Seph: Taking a pic of the braid. It took me so long to do, I want a pic to remember it by.
Kamahn: . . . Hurry up.



Seph: Why must you have such long hair anyway? It's a pain to comb!
Kamahn: He's never complained before!
Seph: Oh?
Kamahn: He likes to comb my hair.
Seph: He, eh? You make him sound like a god. =P
Kamahn: He should be one. =P
Seph: Sure sure. =P
Kamahn: He's a lot better than you are. And He is a lot more gentle! Ouch!
Seph: I didn't pull that hard!
Kamahn: You did it on purpose!
Seph: Did not! It's not my fault your hair is not soft and silky!
Kamahn: Who says it's not? You just don't know how to do anything right!



Ferrahn: So someone's hair is not as soft and silky as some of us? *purrs*
Errand: Heh heh.
Seph: Shut up.



Seph: Are you sure combing it back won't do?
Kamahn: Tie it up, you incompetent person!
Seph: You'd better be nicer to me!



Ferrahn: Oh look, I think his hair is all tangled again. *purrs*
Seph: No, it's not!! Grar! Don't say that!
Errand: Just chop the wig short! Haha!
Kamahn: Why do these idiots have to be here?
Ferrahn: Because if we're idiots, you're the king of idiots. We like to watch.
Kamahn: . . . I hate you all.
Seph: *sigh*



Kamahn: Why are you holding my hand?
Seph: So that you don't fall on your face and squash your nose.
Kamahn: My hair's already coming loose.
Seph: -_- Don't say that. I don't want to redo it.



Seph: Hm...it looks all right.
Kamahn: Now that we're done, I want to change clothes.
Seph: Erm... *_* Okay...



Kamahn: Hey, I said clothes.
Seph: Hold on. I want to show everyone how long your troublesome hair is.
Kamahn: I don't care if you don't like it. He likes it.
Seph: Yeah yeah. -_-