Ciel's Bad Day

"Ciel, could you stir the stew for me?" Minae asked, juggling several canisters of spices in her arms.

"Sure..." Ciel answered, moving over to the stove and staring down at the pot of nerf stew. She leaned over it, smelling the odor rising from the pot. So disgusting... she thought, wrinkling her nose in displeasure.

Annika suddenly screamed at the top of her lungs and pointed straight at Ciel. "STOP, DROP AND ROLL!!!"

"Huh...?" Ciel asked, looking at Annika.

Annika started to panic, running around the small kitchen like a chicken with its head cut off. "MIIIIINAAAAAE! DO SOMETHING!"

Minae turned around, gasping in horror. "YOUR HAIR!!!!"

"IT'S ON FIRE!!!!" Annika added.

"HOLY CRAP!!!!" Ciel screamed, looking down at the burning tips of her pigtails. "GET IT OFF GET IT OFF!!!!"

Minae picked a pot of soup up off of the stove and hurled it at Ciel. The hot liquid drenched her from head to toe, drowning out the flames in the process. "OWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWW!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!"

A few hours and several bacta treatments later, Ciel approached Annika, shoving a pair of scissors into her hand. "Will you trim my hair for me?"

The whole room gasped at Ciel's request. "You want HER to cut your hair?" Priire asked.

Annika stuck her tongue out at Priire. "Be quiet!"

"It isn't brain surgery, you just cut the tips off."

"Yeah!" Annika yelled.

"Whatever. It's your hair," Priire grinned.

Ciel sat down on the back of the couch, pulling the ribbons out of her hair and fluffing it out a bit. "Just don't buzz me or anything," she murmured.

Annika nodded, gathering Ciel's midnight black hair into her hands, and chopping a few inches off. She threw the singed hair in the trash, smoothing out Ciel's hair with her hands. She leaned over Ciel's shoulder, covering her mouth as she got a glimpse of what she'd done to her hair.

Ciel groaned. "Somebody give me a mirror..."

"No! No! It's okay! It can be fixed!" Annika said in an almost pleading tone. She circled Ciel, cutting the tips from her hair again.

"It's not going to change if you don't cut them at different lengths," Priire said dryly.

Annika took her advice, cutting more and more off as she went along. "There!" she said happily, handing the scissors back to Ciel. "All done!"

Ciel watched her cautiously and made her way to a mirror. When she saw her reflection, she screamed. "You gave me a-a-a-a-a..." she stuttered, searching for the name she had heard the Earth-born senshi use before. "MULLET?!?!?!"

All of the Earth-born senshi burst out laughing. Even the natives found it funny, chuckling amongst themselves.

"I HATE YOU I HATE YOU I HATE YOU!!!!!" Ciel screamed, punching Annika in the arm.

"CIEL!" Minae yelled, prying her off of the tall girl. "It's not a big deal. We'll bring you to a real hairdresser and get your hair cut! It'll be short, but..." she trailed off, watching Ciel kneeling on the floor and collecting her hair in her hands. "I'll glue it back on... yes... that's it... Minae, get me some glue..."

By this time, the Earth-borns were practically rolling in the aisles. Annika looked very nervous. "I-it's not my fault... the lighting was off... yeah..."

Minae took Ciel by the arm, leading the delirious girl out of the door. "Come on, let's get you to a hairdresser before Priire gets her hands on a camera..."