A Curious Girl: Ooh, lovely, Tracey!

I've been quoting so much of my stuff recently I thought I quote this. It was meant to be my debut into the world of children's literature (!) but I couldn't be bothered to do anything about it.

I'm far too lazy sometimes.

I'll write a proper entry later: as for now, I'm feeling ill. I missed school today.

The Mighty Hairdressers

Curly Tong, Angela Wetlook and Windy Airhead were three hairdressers. Their shop was called “Lovely Locks”. They looked just like normal hairdressers, and acted just like normal hairdressers too.

But there was a special way that Curly permed people’s hair that made them suspicious, and a way that Angela adjusted it with gel that made them wonder, and a way that Windy dried it with a hairdryer that made them think very deeply.

Then one day the evil Salamanca Follicula came to town. She worked all day in her laboratory, coming up with formulas that would ruin hair for good. She also owned a shop called “Salamanca’s Salon” in Split End. She always put a little of the formula in the shampoos she used, so whoever’s hair it was (and it might be you or me) it would look beautiful - at first. After a while the hair might split, it might go grey or it might even fall out.

But the hairdressers had a secret. Wherever there was bad hair, or style gone wrong, they stopped drinking tea and snipping people’s hair and became...

THE MIGHTY HAIRDRESSERS!

Curly became Curl Girl, carrying the Tongs of Truth. She was strong and brave and could wrap anyone around her little finger.

Angela became Gel Girl, carrying the Gel of Justice. She was firm and sure, with a strong hold on things.

Windy became Blowdryer Girl, carrying the Blowdryer of Boldness. She didn’t have many fine qualities, as she was full of hot air.

As the last customer left one Saturday evening, the hairdressers took on their secret identities. Blowdryer Girl had gotten wind of Salamanca’s evil plan and they were going to stop her. The Mighty Hairdressers put on their in-line skates and dashed to Split End at super top speed.

Salamanca Follicula was just finishing a perm when the Mighty Hairdressers arrived.

“Well, well, well, hairdressers,” she said. “I don’t think you’re so mighty.”

With that she called upon her horde of Snippers. Snippers are awful creatures that look just like scissors, except they have legs and are the size of large dog.

One attacked Curl Girl and she wrapped its blades back with the Tongs of Truth. Another came towards Gel Girl and she coated it with the Gel of Justice until it could not move.

Blowdryer Girl stopped the rest by throwing cups of cold tea over them until they rusted and crumbled away.

“Do your worst, Salamanca,” Curl Girl said.

At that, Salamanca’s shop dummies got up and attacked them. While they were still fighting, their enemy slipped through a back door.

In her laboratory, Salamanca Follicula perfected the formula that would ruin hair forever. “Now,” she whispered to herself. “Now is the time to unleash it on all the world.” After she said it, she cackled madly. The people would come begging her to give them beautiful hair again.

“Stop right there, Salamanca!”

Gel girl slammed the door open, the other Mighty Hairdressers by her side.

“You never can!” Salamanca cried. “I will rule the world!”

With that, she threw a test-tube containing the perfected formula straight at the hairdressers.

But she had not reckoned with the Blowdryer of Boldness. Blowdryer Girl pulled out her weapon and turned it on full power, blowing the hair-ruining chemicals back at their evil creator.

Salamanca’s hair fell loose from the tight bun she was wearing. One by one, the strands turned white and fell out. She screamed, jumped out of the window and got on her motorbike. She went far away, to where Tressa Barnet had a wig shop.

The Mighty Hairdressers destroyed the formula and offered free haircuts to all of Salamanca’s victims.

“A job well done,” Curl Girl said.

“Yes,” said Gel Girl. “But Salamanca got away.”

“Next time we will catch her,” Blowdryer Girl said.

But until next time, the Mighty Hairdressers had to become normal hairdressers again. They snipped and snipped, and washed and dried and styled. Soon they forgot all about Salamanca Follicula.

But somewhere a bald Salamanca worked it her laboratory, trying to find a way to get revenge.

She hadn’t forgotten about them.

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