ONCE UPON A TIME,
THERE WAS A LITTLE FRIEND. HE WAS NOT VERY SMART OR FUNNY, HE WAS NOT TALL OR THIN, HE WAS NOT HANDSOME OR HANDY. HE WAS JUST A BLOB. BUT HE WAS KIND, AND THAT IS WHAT MATTERS.
NOODLE FRIEND HAD MANY ADVENTURES, AND NOW I WOULD LIKE TO INTRODUCE YOU TO ONE OF THEM. HERE I PRESENT UNTO YOU, NOODLE FRIEND’S BAD HAIR DAY:
*down the street the Noodle doth go, a hair appointment to make*
“HELLO FRIENDS, TIS ME, THE NOODLE!” Many waved back in reply, even if they did not know him. His cheery personality was contagious.
Noodle Friend had an appointment at “Luxurious Manes and Skins Boutique of Greatness” and he was very excited. He had been looking forwards to dyeing his hair a new, bold, rich autumn red for the summer. He loved his current purple, but red looked better with his swimming trunks and he had a pool that he usually spent most of the season in.
Noodle Friend skipped into the door of the boutique, humming his own theme song loudly.
“HELLO MR. SCISSORS! I AM HERE FOR MY APPOINTED SCHEDULING FOR A DYEING OF MY LUSCIOUS LOCKS OF HAIR.”
A surprised Friend looked up from his work behind the counter, but smiled and responded kindly.
“Hello, you must be Noodle Friend. Unfortunately, Mr. Scissors had a family issue come up and had to step away. I am the Apprentice, and will be cutting your hair today.”
Noodle was unsure, this twist of events had obviously not been foreseen by the simple Noodle Friend. But he allowed himself to be led to the barber’s chair, and braced himself for whatever would come next.
SNIP!!! CUT!!! TWIST!!! YANK!!! SPLOOSH!!! TRIM!!!
After a long long long long long long long long long long long long long long long long long long long long long long long long long long LONG time, the Apprentice had finally finished and spun Noodle’s chair so he could see in the mirror.
Noodle Friend still had his eyes clenched tightly shut, rather afraid of what there would be in front of him when they opened. And rightly so.
The simple red dyeing of hair, the BOLD AND SASSY AUTUMN that Mr. Scissors had promised, was definitely NOT what the Apprentice had been told to do. He had yanked and trimmed and layered and dyed Noodle’s hair, but he had also colored his arms and legs, making him look quite a bit different than his usual cheery self.
“AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA” Noodle screamed and ran from the “Luxurious Manes and Skins Boutique of Greatness”, “AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA” He ran down the street, scaring children and pregnant mothers, making grown men scream in fear. “AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA” Into his house, up the stairs, “AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA” Into his bed, and sobbing under his covers, his shouting slowly ceased. “AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAaAaaaaaaaAAAAaAAAAaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa….aaaaaaaaaa……a.aaaa…..aaaa………..aaa…aa..a.”
He cried into his pillow for hours. What would he do? This was not the style he had wanted.
Finally, he sat up and decided that he would go and find Mr. Scissors – NOT HIS APPRENTICE – and have him change it back to something better.
And so, he FaceBook stalked Mr. Scissors, looked up his wife’s profile, found her name in the phonebook, and called her. No answer. Next, he tried Scissor’s brother, who picked up and explained that Scissor’s Uncle had passed away and they were all gathering for his graveside service.
Noodle found out where it would be held and then took the bus to the cemetery. When he got there he waited a respectful five minutes until the service ended, and then moved to confront Mr. Scissors.
He could not keep his emotions under control for any longer, and so the confrontation was a little louder than planned.
Mr. Scissors agreed to help the kind and rational Friend before him, and took him back to the Luxurious Boutique and soon after, Noodle was back to normal.
Blissful, peaceful joy. Noodle Friend went home satisfied with his new look.
AND THUS ENDS OUR STORY.
COME BACK NEXT TIME FOR MORE INCREDIBLE ADVENTURES WITH NOODLE FRIEND!!!!!
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