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So it was a fairly normal day.
Relena had decided that her hair was stupid looking, and decided to
get it dyed pink.
Afterall, pink was the new
red. And it would be really attractive to match her limo. She could
imagine how pretty she would look and how all the pilots would notice
her and Heero would be like, "Oh, Relena, you're such a
beautiful--"--but alas, it was not ment to be. Relena sighed. Stupid
animators. She recalled the conversation bitterly.
"We're sorry, Relena, but you
can't have pink hair and be in our anime," one of the animators of
Gundam Wing told her.
"But why?"
"We gave you that godawful pink limo, didn't we?"
"Yes, but what good is a pink limo if you can't have pink hair?"
"The answer is NO. Only sickly
cheerful animes have characters with -ugh- pink hair. Like that
blasted Chibi Usa." The animator shuddered.
"Chibi Usa? But she's cool!"
"Oh, you would think that, wouldn't you?"
"Shut up! Gundam Wing would be
no good without me, so just shut up or I'm going to quit!"
"I'm sure over 96 percent of
the GW fans and Heero would all appreciate that."
"Yeah, whatever. Liar. ...So
can I have pink hair? Please?"
"NO! NO! NO! NO! I refuse to have a RINI-WANNABE in my serious, dark
disturbing anime! SO BUZZ OFF! I HATE SAILOR MOON!"
"YOU JERK!"
Relena had then stormed off.
Now she was about to go visit
Hilde. Hilde was always a calm, rational person that had no--
--Eep.
"Hey, Relena!" greeted Hilde,
opening the door so that Relena could come in. "What's up?"
"Er, nothing," mumbled Relena.
"But I can see something is definately up with you..."
Hilde frowned. "I don't
understand."
"Your hair!" Relena
practically screamed. "YOUR HAIR! WHAT'S WRONG WITH YOUR HAIR!"
Hilde's eyes lit up. "Oh,
yeah," she said. "My hair. Well? What do you think?"
Relena paused. "It's Sailor Moon's hair."
"Yup," agreed Hilde. "I love it."
"What did the animators say
about you getting four feet long pigtails coming out of either side of
your head?"
"Well," began Hilde. "I only
talked with a group of animators that created three of the Gundam Wing
characters. Not the ones that created me and Heero, because they were
out to lunch. Something about them having a picnic in a room with
padded walls." Hilde paused and thought about this. "Anyway, the group
of animators I talked with loved it. They're huge fans of long hair."
"Oh? Those animators wouldn't
happen to be the creators of Duo, Dorothy and my brother Milliardo,
would they?"
"Yeah! How did you know?"
"Lucky guess."
"Yeah. Well, I've gotta
go...because...er, you know...I oughta go save someone. MOON PRISM
POWER!" *sailor moon music starts up*
Relena sweatdropped. "Yeah.
I've taken the hint. Later, Hilde!"
Relena sprinted for Heero's.
She found him out on his front lawn, practicing with a little wand.
"Crap! Why can't I get this
right?"
"Oh no. This is so not
happening." said Relena, approaching Heero.
"Heero, what is *that* on your
head?"
"My newest hair style. I went
pink. You like it?" asked Heero.
Relena was at a loss for
words. She felt jealousy boiling inside her. Heero had *pink* hair.
She wanted *pink* hair. "Heero, it's Chibi Chibi Moon's hair cut. With
your bangs."
"Yeah. I know. But they
animators didn't want to have to erase my bangs and then fill in my
forehead, so I had to keep my bangs. Does it look bad?"
"Er...no."
"Does it make me look fat?"
"Er...no."
"OK. Good. Chibi Chibi Moon
Power!"
"OK. Heero? Why did the
animators let *you* get a pink haircolor, but they wouldn't let *me*
get one?"
"I don't know. I talked to my
animators. The ones that made my hair moss green and Hilde's hair dark
blue. They like weird colors."
"Oh. Why didn't I talk to them instead?"
"I don't know. I got there
early. Now they're out to lunch."
"Permanently?"
"Well, if you call being in a room with padded walls for the rest of
your life permanent ..."
"I'm confused."
"So who did you talk to?"
"Trowa's animator, I think."
"Oh. Ooh! I have an idea for a
new hair style that Trowa's animator will approve of...."
*******
Well. That had certainly been
very easy. Trowa's animators loved the idea of Relena changing her
hair. Figures. They were always ones for shiny hair with
gravitationally impossible bangs.
"Well," thought Relena. "It's
not pink, but it's different. And it'll have to do. I just hope Trowa
isn't too upset that I copied his hairstyle."
Somehow, I doubt that there
will be a problem.
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