"Ooww!" Calypso complained as Piper pulled the brush through her hair again. Pipers eyebrows furrowed with concentration while three bobby pins stuck outward between her pursed lips.
"Calypso sit still! I'm going to mess up your nails!" Hazel chastised while dipping the little brush back into the bottle reeking with banana oil.
"Why does Annabeth escape this torture?" Calypso whined quietly while pouting at the blonde sitting with her legs crossed on a bar stool.
Annabeth smiled from the kitchen counter "Because I'm doing work." she supplied. The tip of her foot bouncing against the island counter side.
Watching this scene unfold was rather amusing to Annabeth. The head jerks Calypso would do uncomfortably. The patient faces of Hazel and Piper while they tirelessly worked away in deep determination.
Without a look of mercy, Piper peeled the pair of scratched brown glasses off Calypso's face and chucked them behind her carelessly.
"Okay, So I was able to get your prescription type out of your eye doc." Piper started and held out a pair of thin black wide framed glasses. "Try these on."
Calypso squinted at them suspiciously. With a dubious look she stared at Pipers general direction. "Were you stalking me?" she squeaked. Almost embarrassed.
Piper shrugged. "Not really, you told me who your eye doctor was, remember? Just try them on."
Tentatively, Calypso grasped them in her hands and hesitated, before pushing them on.
"Why are the lenses so big?" she asked, looking around. Apparently she could actually see more because her eyes wandered up to the ceiling and blinked. With her lips pinched, Calypso sent Annabeth a look of curiosity and quirked her eyebrows at Piper questioningly, almost as if she were asking. Is she always like this?
"So we can see your pretty eyes obviously." Hazel smiled at her. A pleased sort of motherly tone in her voice.
"Now get rid of those awful shoes." Piper demanded while scowling at the brown lumps.
Bashfully, Calypso hooked one foot behind her leg, to hide the shoes even though they were still as obvious as the clouds in the sky.
"Piper! Hazel!" Annabeth looked up from her screen to the girls "You've known Calypso for two days and you're already dissecting her!"
"She's going to look fabulous at the basketball game tonight and that's final." Piper looked defiant. Her head held high while her choppy brown hair swept over her shoulder gracefully. The kind of look that said 'I'm getting this done no matter what.'
Hazel smiled at Calypso sympathetically "Don't worry I went through the same treatment awhile back."
"Oh man! Don't remind me Hazel!" Piper took out the straightener and plugged it in while rolling her eyes "She had this old winter hat she refused to take off her head! And had some weird obsession with turtlenecks!" Piper spoke directly to Calypso. As if they were sharing a special secret rather than in a group of people.
Hazel blushed a bit "Ya that part of my life I'm trying to bury, I looked somewhat like a hobo."
"Oh Honey! A hobo would've be a model compared to you!" Piper said with a teasing look on her face as she ran the straightener through Calypso's auburn hair expertly.
Calypso squirmed. Wincing whenever the searing device came even close to her scalp.
"What are those?!" she hissed in horror when Piper brought out a pair of tweezers.
"Relax, I'll be done in a minute" Piper soothed coming in close to tackle the brows.
"Calypso hold still I'm going to braid your hair." Hazel went behind the girl.
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Forgotten Paradise by Average Canadian
Fanfiction*DISCLAIMER* I DO NOT OWN THIS STORY, IT WAS ORIGINALLY WRITTEN BY AVERAGE CANADIAN ON ANOTHER SITE. I JUST LOVED THIS STORY VERY MUCH AND IT IS MY ALL-TIME FAVORITE PERCABETH FANFICTION. I DO NOT OWN IT'S CHARACTERS (Rick Riordan does), OR IT'S PLO...
