Wakfu Wings

(BONUS) The haircut

You all must be wondering, why did I make another chapter (Ish, it will be smol)??
Well, this is a bonus- a flashback, and an explanation.
Yugo's hair... How/why is it so short???

Yugo's POV
~ Flashback ~

It wasn't often that I would allow people to take off my hat, even my dad. So, when he managed to snatch off my hat when I was younger, he gasped in shock at how long my hair was.
It was annoying to say the least. He insisted I should get a haircut, even though nobody would ever see my hair anyways.

I was clawing at the doorway, him attempting to take me to the barbers across the street. Whatever he said, I didn't listen.
I was too focused on maintaining my iron grip, I forgot the looks I was getting from the neighbors and others nearby. I really didn't care, as this was more important.

Eventually, Alibert gave up, and I ran upstairs, shouting, "I'm not taking my hat off! No way! Don't even try it! I thought you understood!"
I landed on my bed, face first into my pillow, crying. When I looked back up again, it was night. I looked around the decor of my room.

Knives. They were crossed, and probably glued together, but still sharp. I ran up to it, tossing my hat to the floor. Desperate times come for desperate measures, as most say.
Managing to make it fall down, I put it to the back of my neck and pulled away. Clumps of hair made it to the ground, and I smiled. It was short, and I looking in a mirror nearby.

Even if it looked weird, I knew it would grow out to look nice. Of course, Alibert was mad, and lectured me for 30 min before forgiving me and telling me it looked amazing. 

I couldn't tell if he was pitying the style or not.

~ End of flashback, when he floats above the Eliatrope children ~

Even now, I could hear the children wow over my haircut as I confronted Qilby.
I was angry at him, sure, but the quiet complements from the children slowly calmed me.
Even though it was selfish, I liked it, as everyone seemed to like me.

~ With the brotherhood once they find out ~

I smile as Adamai says, "You should probably cut your hair again, it's starting to get long."
I snag one of Ava's arrows (after asking) that had a long sharp tip, and I did what I did years ago; slice my hair. 

There was a small line of blood on my neck, but it was fine, because everyone liked the way it turned upward after most of the weight was taken off.
I had removed a few inches, and everything felt lighter, and with the lightness and the added weight of my hat, it made it much easier to see, which I was thankful for.

"Like it?" I ask seriously, as Amalia screeched, "HOW ARE YOU SOO GO AT THIS?!" I chuckle in response.

"Practice makes perfect."

"You're sure it's not talent?" Dally butts in comically, and everyone laughs, him included.
"You just HAD to ruin that moment!"
Ava scolds jokingly as he makes a dramatic scene on why he was sorry. After a few minutes, he asks, "Wait. What was I apologizing for?" and everyone was on the ground crying at this point, as we hadn't had a breath in a while.