Fresh out in the streets were stores packed with products, but one store stood out from them all. It wasn't Walmart of course, that's the ripoff of the world's greatest store, Wollmart. There civilians were catered to all of their needs, from rusty q-tips to reliable spatulas. Of course, in John's case, an alarm clock was needed unless he wanted Blyke to send him to the fifth dimension. The chilling air conditioning welcomed him and Hair Gel in.
"Alarm clock alarm clock where art thou alarm clock." John stroked his gelled hair, contracting some of the gelly hair gel on his gelly hands holding Hair Gel's gelly self.
"John, you should probably ask one of the employees before Blyke tracks you down." Hair Gel attained warmth in John's gelly hand while acting like a hair gel container. It was up to one's imagination what John could be thinking at that time.
"Chill, Hair Gel, it can't be that hard to find some alarm clock." The pair gazed at the rows and rows of aisles, looking for such item. Attempting to find the alarm clock without assistance was futile, John soon realized. They somehow ended up in the Beauty section for nails not long after that.
"I didn't know alarm clocks looked like nail polish," Hair Gel sarcastically remarked. The figure observed the metallic gold, neon pink, and many other unique shades of polish Wollmart had to offer.
"Sheesh, I'm pretty sure the alarm clocks are near this aisle somewhere." John turned around to look, before noticing Arlo and Seraphina huddled closely near some nail polish.
"Hey Sera, what's up?" Seraphina glanced at John, as if to give a warning.
Arlo crossed his arms. "Now's not the time, cripple."
"Says the one with black nail polish in their hand. Black is so not your color, unless you want to further your reputation as moody Asslo." Seraphina began to speak.
"I believe blue nail polish would suit you better." Seraphina paused for a second, looking at the aisle. "Especially a neon blue."
Arlo scowled at Seraphina's choice of color."Welston High knows me as their king. Bright blue nail polish won't help me keep the rank. Black will do the trick." She shook her head.
"It matches your eyes," calmly responded Seraphina. The two Welston students glared at each other. Tension was in the aisle. John, Hair Gel, and other spectators dreaded what would happen next. Out of nowhere, a Wollmart employee walked up to the king.
"I think black looks best on you, Arlo." The employee turned around. "Oh, hello John."
"Hello Blyke-" John's face turned pale as he registered the name and face he was talking to.
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Gel Me (John x Hair Gel Fanfic)
DiversosJohn with his all time love, Hair Gel visit "Wollmart" to replace Blyke's alarm before he comes after them to send them to the fifth dimension. (Based on the webtoon UnOrdinary plz don't sue me)
