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A laugh. "Don't tell him, but I don't think he's realized that we're not. And as cute as he is, I don't need A: in house drama, B: a cuckholded sidhe on my tail, or C: anything to wreck my mental image of that sweet lil' chubby faun."

"Chubby? Oh my... he's definitely not that" she says "He must have been adorable as a little faun though"

"I'd say I'd find you some pictures, but.... there were some unfortunate hairstyles for curls that were attempted in my past. I heard he hangs out with a sluagh kid, I don't need him dredging through my past to find THOSE secrets."

"Something involving bangs right?" she says

Who told???

She groans, flopping back dramatically on the couch. "My high school career is over before it began. Where is Sylvi, I need to see if she can give me a makeover and change my whole identity. I'll move to France, and if anyone comes looking for me, I can just tell them "Ceci n’est pas une Piper. "

A laugh "I asked Zane what you looked like so if I saw you I'd know. He mentioned something about when he last saw you you were 'all bangs'"

"The life of curls is a mixed bag of blessings, curses, and a WHOLE lotta mousse. But I deserved it, I spent MONTHS begging Momma Vi for that perm that she told me wasn't gonna work out, and finally she gave in, and I got a life lesson."

"You're hardly the only girl to go through such trust me. And if it helps, I haven't SEEN any pictures of you in that time period or the like ..." then a smile "yet"

"Well, maybe my new, very cool, awesome, sweet and understanding neighborhood moms would know that if any such were come across, they must be immediately thrown into the fires of mount Doom."

"Perhaps I'll just confiscate it and return it to you aunt " Tove smiles "But yes, I'l ltry to keep it from your peers."

"Now.. about what you think is IN with most of your mortal peerrs I was wonderi..." Tove blinks as she sees that the satyress has curled up on the troll sized sofa not far from the balefire and fallen dead asleep.

Tove chuckles, and slips a spare blanket on the younger wilder. "There, by morning you'll be good as new."

And she goes to call Mrs. Wayburton so she won't worry.

In her dreams... Piper imagines the ghost of bangs past stalking her... but she has hair products and now she knows how to fight them! A dream of rematch glory worthy of a Rocky Movie!... or Barbershop movie. EIther way.

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