Merma stood in the bathroom, covering herself in semipermanent platinum paint. Vievlach waited outside. The paint was sticky, and she was very uncomfortable. It was worse than any sunscreen she had ever worn. It was especially uncomfortable on her face; it was getting in her eyes.
Finally, Merma finished covering herself with paint. She waited for it to dry, then put on the suit that Vievlach let her borrow, which (unfortunately) fit perfectly. Now it was time to dye her hair.
Everybody on Othion had black hair, so Merma knew that her pink and blonde hair would give them away. She put in the black hair dye that Vievlach used for his hair, then put on the plastic cap.
After ten minutes, Merma washed the die out of her hair, dried it, then brushed it into a quiff. She left the bathroom.
"Okay," she said. "Let's go over this again. My name is Jane Smith and yours is..."
"John Smith," he said. "We're brother and sister, and we just got transfered from..."
"Saldan?" Said Merma questioningly. Vievlach nodded, and Merma did a small fist pump. "We're twenty three years old. But hopefully nobody will ask." She smiled. "Do you have the ids?"
"We're going to get arrested," Vievlach said, holding up two cards.
"Yep," Merma said, smiling. "Probably."
Guys, you should feel special. I'm updating on my birthday :D. I think I'm turning five hundred and sixteen, but I'm not exactly sure. I lost count at four hundred. It's the curse of the timelords.
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FanfictionPiper Finn buys a pocket watch from a thrift shop and gets memories back from a past life. As a timelord. (This is a companion to the doctor who series. I do not own any of the doctor who related things and such. I also do not own the company who...
