Vaggys pov
I looked in the mirror. In the reflection was a girl with white waist length hair and an eye patch. That girl was me. I've changed so much in these past few months I don't even recognise myself.
I picked up a pair of sharp scissors. My hair is getting too long. Back in heaven us extrocist angels would keep their hair short, long hair just gets in the way during battle. You can end up tripping or could briefly blind you. Either way it can easily end with your opponent getting the upper hand, maybe even killing you.
"Hmm vaggie?" I turned around to see that Charlie had entered the room. She tilted her head curiously "whatcha got there?"
"Uhh scissors" I explained "my hair is getting too long. I'm cutting it back to shoulder length"
"Oh really? Well that's a shame" she shrugged before walking away.
"Wait what!" I followed her out "what do you mean that's a shame!"
She turned to me "oh well it's just your hair looks pretty long"
"Pretty" my cheeks turned a rosy pink "you really think so?"
"Yeah I think long hair really suits you" she smiled bashfully "but it's totally your choice" she said quickly "It's your hair after all"
"Well if you really think it looks good then maybe I'll keep it this way" I stroked my hair bashfully.
"Oh, cool beans" she gave me a thumbs up "wanna go shopping?"
"Sure" I nodded as I followed her outside. Letting my hair grow out just because she said it looked nice. Am I giving up on my revenge so easily?
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The Princess (Caggie)
FanfictionVaggy was trapped in hell, the place she's been taught to hate and fear. So when the princess of hell reached out to help she was defensive but will she learn to trust her?
