King Cobra

King Cobra Chapter 5 Part 3: Rise Up!

Hope, your day is going well! Happy Father's day! The ending of this part is kind of fitting for Father's Day, so it's kind of coincidental that I posted it today.

Final part of this chapter!

Enjoy reading📗!

King Cobra Chapter 5 Part 3 "Rise Up!"

Warning: Minor language usage

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"Hold still," Pierre firmly reminded the boy as he straightened his head and carefully grazed the razor across his hair.

"What do you think I'm trying to do?" The boy quipped back as he then attempted to remain rigid in his seat.

"I don't know, but it isn't holding still. Just don't move," Pierre carefully advised as he then put down the razor and swapped it for scissors.

Pierre was at one of his T.P.S.M meetings, though the meeting part hadn't officially begun yet. So at the moment Pierre was cutting hair- he did consider himself a classified barber. Cutting hair was a hobby of his, but he also knew it could be a money maker for him and his mom.

So it was a side business the T.P.S.M allowed for him to cut hair for cheap prices for more low income families in the community.

Obviously, he didn't get a lot of clientele, but when he did get someone, he wanted to be sure to do a good job so the customer would come back or at least alert more people of his business.

Pierre focused on their hair, taking it off bit by bit. He would step back and scrutinize what he had done, before continuing. After a while, he would change the scissors for the razor.

He was close to finishing when someone bumped into him and suddenly the person's hair was looking like a hotdog bun.

"..oops.." His friend, Fera, winced as he looked at the mistake he caused. "..well it's hat season anyways."

Pierre just gave Fera a stern look, though after looking at the hair, he nodded assuredly. He then whispered, "It's fine, just let me handle this."

Fera stepped back still griminanced "Hopefully you can cut his hair..or at least what's left of it."

"What did you do?!" The customer almost jumped out of their seat, but Pierre was quick to pacify them to sit down.

"Don't worry. It's nothing that can't be fixed," Pierre promised as he then turned the razor back on.

"Do you know how scary that sounds considering you're the one cutting my hair?" The customer simply pointed out as their hand reached up to feel their head.

"It would be scary, if I didn't know what I'm doing. And trust me, I do," Pierre guaranteed as he started on the person's hair again.

"Let's at least hope so-" Fera muttered, now inclined to watch how things turned out.

Pierre changed the style of the hair as he now had to modify the original look that the customer was going for. He knew it wouldn't be exactly how they wanted, but it would be sufficient.

"Done," Pierre smiled as he provided the customer with a mirror.

The customer pointed the mirror up to their head and moved it around to survey their hair.