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"Aaah! It's horrifying!"

Terrified screams and petrified yells echoed down the corridors of the sunny coloured building, roaring past other doorways and signalling towards the entrance of the section Harry called home.

He was recovering from his horrifying discovery after catching a glimpse of himself in the mirror, disgusted by what his widened gaze was met with.

His scales were crusted, flaky, dry, almost completely peeling off. Harry examined himself in the reflection, sickened by the mirror image of blistered, exfoliating skin covering almost his entire body.

"Skin too dry! Scared myself!" He continued, edging closer to the glass pane to secure a better look of his shedding scales, although it was the last thing he could have wanted.

Harry released another almighty cry, desperate for some way to solve this painful problem.

"Help! Must have help!" He cried, reminding himself that his pastel mint towel was still wrapped from his waist to his knees before bashing the door down in a desperate dash into the corridor.

However, his gloomy neighbour, Mr. Kronk, could not have been casually walking by at a more worse time. Harry shot from his apartment, terrified panic in every step and horrified alarm in every quick breath.

A bang soon followed, ending with Harry and his melancholy human companion collapsing to the ground, and pain singeing through the front of their bodies from the collision.

Mr. Kronk soon slowly opened his distressed gaze, becoming fixated on his chameleons neighbour's crumbling complexion.

He released a scream of shock, his limited amount and thin strands of hair spiking on end before detaching from the top of his head.

"Sorry, Mr. Kronk! Dry skin!" Harry cried, shooting from his collapsed position and heading further down the corridor, leaving his neighbour in a dizzy frenzy of confusion.

~

"GRANNY! HELP! DRY SKIN! DOOMED!"

Granny Peters turned her attention from her latest scientific experiment towards the panicked screaming at her closed doorway.

She carefully removed her safety goggles, patting her apron as she slowly headed towards her doorway.

Granny swung the entrance to her scientific apartment in a wide, welcoming open - only to be greeted with her chameleon neighbour, panicking in a horrified frenzy.

"Look at me!" Harry shouted, scanning his flaking body before staring towards Granny with horror in his eyes.

Granny gasped, examining Harry's dismantling skin with shock in her expression.

"I'm peeling away to nothing! My skin's so dry its cracks have cracks! Help me before I'm a pile of flaking dust!" Harry cried, slumping into an anxious mess before Granny's feet. She scratched her head in confusion.

"Glasses... glasses..." she began to pat the sides of her apron, hoping for her touch to meet the frame of her vision assistance in her pocket. Realisation soon hit her.

"Oh that's right... I must have left them in my other apron..." Granny whispered.

She turned back to her pleading neighbour. "Don't worry, Harry! I have just the thing! Super duper moisturiser! It can make a stone velvety soft!" Granny announced.

She swiftly turned from Harry, whose expression had risen from a desperate frown to a smile of hope, and buried her hand into the drawer of the counter beside her wide open doorway.

Within seconds she had located the liquid that would cause all of Harry's worries to fade. Granny squinted at the small printed text on the bottle, humming as she assumed it stated what she'd been searching for.

"Um... I think this is it..." She muttered nervously, handing the bottle towards Harry.

He snatched it swiftly, hope filling his once panicking expression.

"Oh thank you, thank you, thank you, thank you, THANK YOU!!" Harry cried, utter joy filling his eyes and tone.

He thanked his neighbour once more before hurrying back to his bathroom to put the bottle of precious fluid to the test.

Granny frowned, her thoughtful gaze turning back inside her whacky science lab as the bottle's label blurred back through her memory.

"Hmm... I wonder... did that say 'moisturiser'... or 'more hair-iser'..?"

~

Another horror striken scream blasted from within Harry's bathroom throughout the neon coloured corridors.

Harry allowed his jaw to drop with disgust as his eyes once again met his shocking reflection. Bundles of bright orange hair sprung from the top of his head, creeping down his arms and decorating the tip of his tail.

He gazed down with widened eyes, shock controlling his expression as he examined the fleece coating his body.

"H-h-HAAAAIIIIR!!" Harry wailed, shifting his gaze from the strands covering his body to the immaculate, pastel green ceiling to give his eyes a break.

Suddenly, the sound of footsteps began to patter against the wooden floorboards outside, followed by the knocking question of 'can I come in?' on the door.

However, before that question could even be answered, the wooden panel aggressively swung open to reveal none other than Gummy.

Harry's horrified expression became more of a confused, yet almost angered frown. This really wasn't the best time for Gummy to suddenly come barging in.

"Hey, Harry, old buddy old pal, what do you want to..." Gummy began, storming into the room, although coming to a sudden stop when he noticed the change in his buddy's appearance.

He gasped. "Hair! Hair! Hair! Wha- you've got hair!? WHAAAT!?!"

Gummy excitedly ran to his irritated friend, his hands travelling all across his head to examine the strands of hair decorating Harry's head.

Harry squirmed uncomfortably, before answering the multiple questions he'd been bombarded with.

"You can have it - hair! I don't want it - hair! I used Granny's goop and... HAAAIIR!"

Gummy chuckled, almost ignoring his friend's answers as his attention was captured by the bottle balanced against the table beside the bathtub.

"Is this the stuff!?" He cried, reaching for the mysterious liquid before he could recieve a response.

Gummy flipped the lid of the deep crimson bottle with his thumb, squeezing it towards the top of his head with the rest of his fingers until the gooey, white liquid was spread all across.

Within seconds, strands of bright ginger hair began to spring out, rapidly forming a dome fully covering the top of his head.

Gummy smiled, chuckling with joy at the result as he tossed the bottle across the room and out of the open window.

"BA-GOO! I'm hairy like Harry!" He cried, earning an almost disappointed sigh from his buddy by his side as he rolled his eyes.

This was going to be a long day...

~

"See? You get it?"

"Hmm... not really..."

"Nobody gets me..."

Kala and (Y/n) were enjoying the peaceful tranquillity of the outside world, grassy landscapes and the leaves of trees rustling and drifting in the breeze.

Suddenly, something came sailing from their apartment building beside the path they were travelling across.

Whatever it was, it bounced from the very top of Kala's head, releasing gooey, dirty white coloured liquid within her hair and spraying over (Y/n). They shrieked in unison and surprise, the bottle bouncing into the lake beside their path.

"What was that!?" (Y/n) cried, still shaken from the event of the previous couple of seconds.

"No idea... ow!" Kala added, noticing the sudden pain from the top of her head caused by the bump from the bottle.

(Y/n) turned her gaze from the ground to her sister, gasping as she noticed the obvious change in her appearance.

Kala raised from her shaken, crouched position, the creamy liquid ruffled within her hair - her royal blue hair that now hung past her shoulders, reaching her waist.

Kala gasped as she noticed the sudden change to her sister, her (h/c) hair now waving past her shoulders and almost reaching her knees.

Both girls began to laugh, shock and surprise filling their tone as they pointed at each other in amazement.

"Where did it come from?" (Y/n) questioned.

Kala headed towards the crystal clear lake beside the stone path, the maroon bottle shining in the sunlight instantly.

She grabbed the bottle, reading 'more hair-iser' on the label with confusion. She turned to the florescent building, joining the dots as the open window above where it came shooting from lead to Harry's bathroom.

Kala kept the bottle in her grasp, gripping onto (Y/n)'s hand with the other and heading back towards their neon coloured building to search for some answers.

"I think I might know..."

~

"No, no, no, no, no! I don't want hair!" Harry cried, attempting to convince Gummy that this whole hair business was not a good thing.

"No hair! Nada! Nil! None!" He continued, bringing out a razor and hastily activating it.

"Must cut hair!" Harry screamed, sending the vibrating device through his neon orange hair, slicing every strand from his head to the ground.

The buzzing sound from the razor came to a stop as Harry admired his now bald head in the mirror.

However, within seconds, the poodle-like hairstyle suddenly returned, leaving Harry in disbelief as he sent the drone sound back across his head.

He sliced the final few strands off, a pool of fuzzy orange hair surrounding his feet and an interested Gummy admiring from behind.

Harry smiled, admired his once again bald head in the pane of glass against the wall.

"There! No more hair for anyone else!" He announced, before a vicious knock rumbled through the bathroom, alerting Harry that someone urgently needed him on the other side.

He rushed towards the door, his head still coated in thick, orange hair as it suddenly sprung back while leaving a confused Gummy by the mirror as they listened to the voices from the other side.

"Hey Harry, the weirdest thing just happened..."

Gummy smiled further at the sound of (Y/n)'s voice echoing from the outside.

"A tube of goop came flying out of the sky, hit me in the head, and now I feel funny... go figure!" Kala shouted afterwards, seconds before Harry swung the door open.

The boys were greeted by their feline friends, however, they noticed they were also decorated with lengthened hairstyles.

Gummy stared with amazement swimming through his azure gaze towards (Y/n), admiring every aspect of her new look.

She turned away blushing seconds later, growing a little nervous from Gummy's fixated stare.

Kala also began to fidget, noticing that Harry seemed to be lost in his thoughts, eyes glued towards her.

The girls also giggled a little at the boys' new hairstyles, or simply new hair in general, before Gummy broke the silence.

"Welcome to the club, you've been hair-ised!"

That's when the girls caught a glimpse of their own reflections in the crystal clear mirror behind their fellow hair-ised pals.

Kala gasped, (Y/n) soon following as they headed towards the pane of glass, losing their gaze in their own reflections.

"I- I've always tried to grow my hair longer but it only stays fur length!" Kala cried.

"Why... we're breathtaking!" (Y/n) added, holding her cheeks in admiration as she fell into a trance from her reflection.

However, Gummy suddenly came shooting from the doorway, nudging into (Y/n) as he knocked both girls aside to he could catch a glimpse of himself.

"Not as breathtaking as me!" He cried, striking a pose towards the glass pane and smiling in reaction to (Y/n)'s laughter.

She rolled her eyes, reminding herself of the events of not that long ago when Gummy stated he'd 'sworn off mirrors forever'...

Kala growled, sending herself flying towards Gummy and knocking him almost clean off of his feet.

"Nuh-uh!" She savagely replied, wiggling a finger in front of Gummy's surprised face as a sign of 'no'.

Gummy smirked, jumping back into action to knock Kala again, nudging her across the room and almost straight into (Y/n).

She giggled, now aiming towards Gummy as she swung into action. (Y/n) surprised her boyfriend by knocking him off his feet with a single push, now admiring herself in the mirror she had now claimed.

Gummy chuckled, quickly shooting back up from his collapsed position from slight embarrassment. Kala sent a final nudge towards Gummy, sending him toppling a little from his heels.

Suddenly, Harry held both his friends around the waist, ending the playful fight to make his next statement.

"I may not like it - but it's obvious that I have the best hair!"

"Do not!"

"Do too!"

"Do not!"

"I do too!"

"Do not! Do not! Do not!"

"Too!"

"Oh, I'm getting confused!"

The sudden sound of a whistle rattled through the arguing eardrums of Kala, Harry and (Y/n).

Gummy released the grasp of the whistle from his lips, returning to his statement to his irritated friends and girlfriend.

"There's only one way to solve this once and for all! We need a hair off!"

The sisters and Harry shared confused looks, before shifting their attention back to Gummy as he took off out of the now open bathroom door.

(Y/n) sighed, soon becoming an entertained giggle.

"Oh boy..."

~

Sparkly stars sprinkled gleaming luminosity onto the decorated platform below. Bulbs within the studio lights shone towards the stage, illuminating the lilac coloured carpet coating the podium.

Granny stood beside the velvet violet carpet, watching with admiration as Kala swiftly sailed down the podium, navy blue hair now floating almost to her ankles.

"I remember when I used to work the runway something fierce... I put the 'super' in 'super model'!" Granny reminisced, swaying her hips as she travelled back into the past.

Kala continued posing as she reached the end of the podium, pride crossing her expression and metre long midnight blue locks swaying behind.

"Work it, Kala! Work it! That's a girl!" Granny cried, Kala's performance coming to an end.

Meanwhile, behind the amaranthine curtains draped by the beginning of the podium, (Y/n) felt anxiety bubbling inside her like a potion in a cauldron.

She nervously bit her lip, crinkling the small amount of material from the curtains in her trembling grasp.

Now was her time to shine.

But she'd simply frozen.

Suddenly, the sensation of someone creeping up behind her, the tingling feeling of arms wrapping around her waist soon following.

(Y/n) turned her gaze slightly to be met with Gummy, her anxious frown becoming a smile.

"You ready?" He innocently asked.

His girlfriend shook her head, Gummy chuckling in response.

"Don't worry, I'll go on with you..."

(Y/n) eyes widened, with Gummy gripping her hand and leading her into the spotlight.

Gummy smirked, enjoying the attention from the beaming light.

"Yeah, I'm all that! Blue steel, baby! Blue steel!" He cheekily said, leading (Y/n) into the limelight with pure confidence and amber hair now sliding against the floor behind him.

As the two of them reached the end of the podium, Harry slowly emerged from behind, anxiety visible in his stance.

"Um... don't hate me because I'm beautiful..." He nervously said, steadily heading towards Kala, Gummy and (Y/n) at the front of the stage.

However, since his ocherous hairstyle was now so long it draped across the lilac carpet, his footsteps barely missed a collision.

Harry swiftly tripped over his own hair, sending himself shooting down the podium and crashing into Gummy.

Gummy then smashed into (Y/n), who then toppled forward and bumped into Kala.

All four friends were now a pile of wriggling hair on the ground, struggling to rise.

After eventually managing to lift themselves up, the group noticed a problem that left panicked expressions across all four faces.

"Wait a minuto!" Gummy shouted, tugging on the bundle of hair now between himself and his three companions.

Every strand of extended hair had become tangled into one giant, messy clump within the circle of friends.

They began to tug at each of their ends, with all hope that they could untangle the matted locks that were putting strain on all their panicking heads.

"Hair... knotting! Can't... stop it! Out of... control!" Kala screamed, hopelessness filling her tone.

Despair consumed the companions as they tugged with all their might, but the knotted catastrophe continued to grow.

Granny watched from her desk beside the stage - jaw dropped and astonishment crossing her expression.

Screaming soon followed as the four friends soon became consumed by the enormous clump of hair that couldn't seem to stop growing.

Kala managed to wriggle from within, her distressed expression soon becoming visible as her head popped out from the tangled calamity.

Gummy followed, (Y/n) soon after as their hands remained connected within the curly crisis.

Harry finally managed to peep through the locks, eyes finally meeting the night sky as he sadly watched the stars twinkle behind the stage.

"I always knew I'd go in a bad way - but swallowed by my own hair!? Who would've thunk!?" Harry cried, coming to the conclusion that this was the end...

Granny leapt onto the magenta desk, determination filling her gaze as she pulled out a small, plastic-looking gun.

"Don't worry! I'll save you! Fire in the hair!" She screamed, activating the gun to release a burning red laser beam.

The line of light shot straight into the pile of locks, although simply providing it with more power rather than destruction. It continued to grow, Granny's screaming neighbours entangled within.

Granny sighed. "OK, that's not good... let me hit it again! Incoming!"

She aggressively pressed the button with determination, sending the scorching light further into the hairy catastrophe. It simply continued to swell.

Granny sighed once more, bringing out a notepad and examining the scribbled text against the wrinkled paper.

"Hmm... according to my calculations, if it keeps growing at this rate, it will engulf the whole town by sunrise, the continent in a week, and the world in a month..."

Granny examined the giant knotted mess in front of her.

"Oh deary..." She sighed, considering the options for a solution to this madness.

"Look, I'm sorry but I'm out of here!" Granny cried, dashing away into the darkness.

The four friends watched in absolute shock as their only possible saviour abandoned the mess that could destroy the world in a month.

"WILL NOTHING STOP THIS HORRIBLE HAIR!?" Gummy screamed, smirking and giggling soon after.

"I've always wanted to say something like that!" He continued, earning a reassured giggle from (Y/n) by his side.

Suddenly, an idea smacked Harry like a brick to the face.

"Kronk!" He gasped. "Mr. Kronk!"

Confusion washed over (Y/n). "What about Mr. Kronk?"

"Earlier I scared him and all his hair fell out!" Harry continued, his companions smiling with hope.

Gummy cheekily brought a needle and a crimson balloon from within the colossal, tangled bundle. He swiftly send the point through the balloon, a sudden bang soon filling the air.

Harry jumped, shrieking a little in surprise as Gummy released a triumphant