* Cheers to 250 chapters!!
[HAWI]
"It keeps growing!" Hawi complained for the hundredth time since they had started the project buzzcut.
She had been excited to see what she would look like with a new haircut, but then each attempt had either resulted in a broken scissor, or hair that wasn't getting cut. It was almost like something was stopping Hawi from shaving her hair.
She was so done with this right now.
"And how is it my fault!?" Malika asked as she looked at the puddle of hair they were currently sitting on.
They had agreed that they would sit on the ground while facing the mirror. Funny how they had done that just to get themselves more hair and have themselves covered in bloodied hair. This was insane and they were losing their minds.
However, deep down, Malika knew that the white wolves would never be able to shave their hair, no matter what age they were at.
In the past, Eniola had been able to cut Hawi's hair and let her live with it like that, because Eniola had begged Malika to slow the growth process. Eniola had wanted her daughter to lead a normal life.
She wanted her daughter to be able to choose what she wanted and it was safe to say that Hawi's hairstyles traumatized her entire family to the point that they literally pleaded with her not to touch a scissor again.
But then Hawi was Hawi, and she loved seeing their faces whenever she came home bald, and sometimes she came home with hair that looked like she had been swimming in a sea of pink.
"You tell me... if there was nothing in those old books that you lived through, that taught you how to cut hair?" Hawi asked as she turned on Malika accusingly as if this was truly Malika's fault.
"Girl... You didn't just... Oh, you're getting it from me you little shit," Malika said as she threw the broken scissors she was holding into the pile of scissors that they had conjured. They had probably used up all the scissors for the day in this mess.
Hawi just stared at her softly.
They had been together for four years and Malika hadn't once abandoned her. Perhaps she was always, right? Well, that would have to take a break because right now, Malika was intent on defending her hair.
"Well, it's because you're fine to be around. You make my boring life worth living. Besides, we're a team and we can't function without each other. The least we can do is make this work for both of us," Hawi said as she stood on the hair she lay, ready to slide.
She looked determined, and anyone who could see them right now and even hear their conversation, would think that the both of them had gotten a little too unhinged and a little too far from what sanity was... but then the reality was what they made of it, right?
"Are you ready to protect your hair?" Hawi asked and Malika stared keenly.
She was looking at Hawi's leg placements and she raised the thought that she was about to be fouled. Well, she should have said something sooner, because by the time she spoke, Hawi was already on her way to her.
"Hawi wait," Malika cried as she tried to avoid Hawi and the huge hedge shear she was holding. What the fuck did this woman think she was having on her damn hair, huh? A garden??
"What is it now?" Hawi asked as she made a stop right on time before she could slice off a chunk of Malika's extremely long hair. If they were normal Malika would have had quite the long hair to compete in a damn hair record.
"Just wait—" Malika said and Hawi glared disapprovingly at her.
"I didn't just fucking slide and now I will have to line up more hair, and there's no damn blood to slide on—"
"We can always go back and cut Razia up for more blood," Malika said casually, like it wasn't the most unhinged decision they would ever make. Then again, the woman didn't mean shit to them and they could have as much fun as they could.
"You're stalling," Hawi said and Malika pointed her twin blades at Hawi who was holding the hedge shear on one hand, while she was resting the other hand on her waist like a disappointed gardener.
"Nope, I am not," Malika tried to argue before adding, "Do you think Ruru and Ella have already begun heading for Sicario?"
"Nice try," Hawi said as she slid Between Malika's legs and cut her hair, making Malika scream out in disbelief, leading to known knocks on the door of Hawi's suite.