How Did We Get Into This Mess - KOTLC Oneshots

Not Your Moonlark Pt 1

(Straight hair, straight A's, straightforward.*record scratch* )

For some insane reason, Sophie had somehow been roped into getting a haircut.

"C'mon, it goes down past your waist! Do you really want someone grabbing your hair in battle," Ro persuaded, giving Sophie a forceful pat on the back that completely knocked the breath out of the blonde.

"Yeah! Besides, you've had the same haircut for your whole life! I've seen the pictures," Keefe said knowingly.

Sophie sighed, knowing it was inevitable.

"I guess I could use a change of pace," she muttered, giving in. "Mysterium or Atlantis?"

Ro laughed.

"Oh no, sweetie." The ogre chuckled under her breath. "We're doing it right here"

Sophie didn't have the time to respond as her friends turned into a blur, light leaping in and out with supplies until her bedroom looked like a hair salon. Though it didn't really matter, because her room took up most of the floor. She had room to spare.

"Are you sure about this," Sophie asked, clearly doubting their capabilities. Ro's nails did feel good massaging her scalp with shampoo though.

"Foster, I cut Biana's hair. And my own," Keefe exclaimed. "If that isn't enough for you I don't know what is. I'll give you . . . a blunt cut A-line medium bob."

"I have no idea what any of that means."  

"Stop moving," Ro exclaimed. 

It was a flurry or scissor blades, combs, brushes and hairdryers as Sophie's hair was transformed. She tried not to wince when locks fell to the floor. But . . . she was the moonlark. Surely she could live through a simple haircut?

Sophie sat in silence.

"You made my hair white." 

Ro surveyed the girl.

"Well I'd say it's more of a platinum blonde-"

"It's a pure, snowy, dove feathered, shock of white," Sophie stated.

"Well, actually, doves come in a variety of colors-"

"Shut up, Keefe."

Photographic memories didn't always come as an asset.

"I love it."

Smiling triumphantly into the mirror, her reflection was bold. It was a statement. It showed she was a badass moonlark and the black swans genetic work had nothing on her personality. Powers wasn't what made her the moonlark, Sophie realized. It was all her.