KOTLC reacts [COMPLETE]

Reaction: Hairdryers

*at a sleepover in Everglen*

Biana: Sophie, your hair is sticking out of that towel turban

Sophie: I know

Biana: Sophie, your hair will never dry like that

Sophie: Why did I even listen to you?

Biana: Towel turbans are in

Sophie: I'm not wearing it anymore *takes out towel from her hair*

Biana: Sophie!

Marella: Of course Sophie doesn't wear it longer than a minute

Biana: At least you guys still are

Sophie: It's already midnight?

Biana: You fussed over the towel a lot more than you thought—

Linh: —and kind of for nothing—

Biana: —and now you need to wait a whole three hours to sleep!

Sophie: Great

Sophie: Oh!

Keefe: Oh!

Sophie: What?

Keefe: You just sleep with your hair wet

Biana: That's supposedly bad for you

Keefe: *eyes widen* *bolts up* You never said so!

Fitz: I don't really care

Fitz: *falls asleep*

Biana: That boy

Sophie: Oh!

Wylie: What?

Sophie: HAIRDRYERS

Dex: Human technology?

Sophie: I suppose?

Dex: I'll get it!

*five minutes later*

Dex: Here! Look at all the buttons!

Sophie: There's like two

Dex: How does it work?

Sophie: You need an electric plug—

Sophie: —oh. There are none here. 

*two hours later*

Alden: There, Biana. An electric pug in your room

Sophie: Uhh. . . plug

Biana: Okay thanks Dad

Biana: Bye Dad

Alden: Okay bye. . . and enjoy your pug?

Sophie: *enters the room* Why is it on the CEILING?

Biana: You never said where and I wanted not to see it all the time

Sophie: How do I plug it in then!

Tam: Well, levitate, obviously

Sophie: Ah. Forgot about that.

Keefe: I need the hairblower now

Keefe: It's two in the morning, my hair is still wet, and I can't let it die

Biana: It won't—

Keefe: *snatches hairdryer and levitates up to the plug* How does this work?

Sophie: *levitates up to Keefe and snatches the hairdryer, then plugs it in and turns it on* Ahh. . . the perks of human technology. . . Hey!

Keefe: Mine now!

Sophie: *snatches hairdryer back* SHARING IS CARING!

*Sophie and Keefe continue arguing like a pair of kindergartners*

Marella: Whew, those two are like a married couple

Sophie and Keefe: WHAT?

Fitz: *mumbles* I had a nightmare. . . Sophie and Keefe were married *falls back asleep*

Tam: *stares at the fiasco with wide eyes* I'm leaving