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Telescope [Decani] (Nail and Hair Salon AU) (Agender Pride AU)

Did anyone else listen to cavetown's new song? If not I put it above this chapter for you! :)

STORYTIME!

Emile whistled while he swept some hair into a pile on the wooden floor of his salon. Nails and Hair is what he loved to do. He didn't care if his interests were feminine, he made many people happy and feel beauitful and that's the best thing that Emile could ever do with his life. He was making Mama proud up in heaven. So he whistled while he worked with a smile, business being slow in a Tuesday afternoon. He heard the little bell above the door jingle and a femme looking person stood there with a bitterness in their eyes. Were they okay?

"Hello and welcome to Cookie Cat salon! Oh golly, it looks like we have a new friend! What are your prefered name and pronouns, friend?"

Emile set the broom down in a corner after filling the dustpan with all the hair and dust he made in his pile. He poured the hair out calmly in the waste bin and he walked up to the new friend, noticing their style and trying to figure out what their general aesthetic was. Emile likes to be friends with every one of his patrons. This person wore one French braid on their shoulder and wore a yellow sweater and black... leggings? The sweater was just off the shoulders and looked very warm. 

"Oh, uh, I don't know? I just want to cut off my hair because dysphoria and get my nails done... I guess they/them pronouns make me the most comfortable, but I never really thought of a name yet."

They weren't awkward, they were quite hold in the way they talked and their voice was kind of deeper than Emile expected, he liked that. Emile nodded and turned to walk towards the back of the salon, the person following them. They seemed bored and annoyed by life, lots of emo and punk kids have the same demeanor so Emile was used to it. He sat them down and went to go find a paper to show different styles, but this person sort of had a completely different idea.

"If you don't mind, I kind of want that old 2007 hair style. I know it's the most popular and trending style, but I sort of like it."

"Alright! I personally think you'd look really... I don't know if you prefer handsome or pretty but I think you'd look Both with that haircut! You have beautifully plumed hair and it should be easy to layer and add some fringe to. Normally customers ask to have the tips or the entire head dyed with this haircut, would you like yours dyed too? Maybe neon green or bleach it and make it yellower? Whatever you choose I am happy to do for you!"

"Dyed? I've definately thought this entirely through. Let's goooo... How about electric blue. Cobalt blue. Because that's a perfect choice and I definitely adore the color blue. Wow I'm being super sarcastic to you. Sorry. Just... whatever color is fine. Green sounds good. Just at the tips to start out with. I can come back and dye it completely later."

Emile nodded, already having the dark neon green hair dye ready for this patron. They didn't have a name, but NonBinary pronouns will be respected for this individual. Emile got the scissors first and began working on the back first, undoing the braid so he could cut evenly across the hair and not accidentally pull on their scalp. The last thing he wants is to hurt one of his friends, especially a new friend that he wants to leave a good first impression on! So Emile decided to talk with them about the only topic he had to go about: the they/them pronouns. Emile likes to create a safe space for his customers.

"So, do you have yourself figured out or just don't have a label for yourself? Of course, you don't have to share anything you are uncomfortable with. I just want you to know that this place is a perfectly safe space for you and I kinda don't have a topic of discussion for you just yet because I need to get to know you first!"

"No, it's fine. I think Agender for me? I don't care about gender and don't really have one. I just kinda wish I had no chest and genitals ar all. I'm not a labels person. For anything. So it's whatever. Oh, and you wanted a topic of discussion? Let's just go with... snakes. Yeah. I really like snakes. That can be our topic of discussion. I have a snake at home I named Jafar that's a garden snake I refused to let my mom kill him and He is now my best friend. I hate how many people are scared of snakes when they are literally danger noodles with boopable snoots and friggin awesome!"

"Oh my goodness that is adorable! I love that! I mean, they can be dangerous but that doesn't mean that snakes deserve hate! I actually really love snakes! They're adorable when they're small and harmless! Oh, would you mind if I spin you around and if you close your eyes? I want to get your bangs done. I finished with the back!"

Emile smiled, singing out the last sentence so that he could make the atmosphere as positive as possible.  Emile easily got the fringe done and styled in the volumed way that all the emo kids, including himself, way back in his teenage years. Then he spun him around and got his hair all wet so that the dye will stay in the hair. Since the author has no idea how hair dye works, she's going to stretch even more dialogue to act as a time passer now until the process is done and so Emile can do his new friend's nails.

"Oh! And I have something you might find interesting! I don't know if you're into space but you seem like the cool person to be interested in science and stuff and this story involves a snake so yeah. So I have this telescope in my backyard, right? On my patio that I use to gaze at the stars sometimes? Well I found a little corn snake wrapped around the base of the telescope. I went ahead and put them back in my neighbor's garden where they belong, but I thought you'd enjoy the story."

If Emile could make a sound to do the :) and <3 Emoticons then he would make those sounds. The lovely human being snickered as Emile finished with the hair dye, allowing them to sit up. Instead of making them stand up to walk over to the nails station, like they said they wanted, so he just pushed him across the store to one of the nail tables. Before the friend knew it, they were sitting at a table with an array of yellow and green hues of nail polish, rhinestones, and little sticky things to put on nails. Emile really likes doing nail art.

"So, what color do you want your nails? I assumed you liked green and yellow, but I can grab any color you want like brown and pink and whatever!"

"Well cool. Mustard yellow on the odd fingers like index, thumb, and ring. Dark green for the others. Maybe a little rhinestone on the middle fingers if you want. I actually want to know more about this telescope. Are you into space or is it just something you  have for leisure?"

Emile had the yellow nail polish out, setting their left hand out first to get it done. He was going to do all the first layer of the yellow before doing all the green, letting it dry, then doing that maybe once or twice more to make sure it's nice and thicc. Then Emile would ask again for accessories or if they want anything else done that he offers at his salon. Emile was happy to make a new friend on a rather gloomy Tuesday afternoon. Was it mentioned that the weather was overcast? No? Well, now it has been mentioned.

"Just something I have. Someone I really considered dating in the past gifted it to me for my birthday. He friendzoned me and got together with someone who was their type, what I'm not. I still treasure that telescope. Space is really pretty and my older brother actually works for NASA. He moved all the way from here in Gainsville to Houston to live his dream. He met a beauitful person and settled down. He has a family now. We both are living out our dreams and I am still looking for someone to share this shop and that telescope with. Oh my goodness I'm so sorry! I didn't mean to rant about my pathetic love life! You asked about the telescope! Forgive me!"

They just laughed, smiling for the first time. Emile felt his heart melt upon seeing them smile. Their new hair, even though it looked like a toxic wet rat, suited them. They were born for short hair. Their smile was perfect. Emile felt his face flush a little bit. Oh... oh my.

"Hey, Don't worry about it. That's actually a pretty... a pretty rad story. In fact, do you wanna go grab coffee after we finish here? Oh wow I'm so dumb you have to deal with customers after me. Whenever this store closes then. We can go grab coffee down the street and see if maybe thing work out. "

"Yeah, I'd like that. But does my date have a name?"

"...Deceit. My name is Deceit."

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Yeah I got real clumsy at the end but I really wanted to finish this!

Hey, all of yous are Valid no matter what. Your interests are valid. Your pronouns are valid. Everything about you Is Valid. I will personally fight ANYONE who says otherwise on your behalf, okay family? I love you.

Internet hugs and blow kisses!

~Eva