Drabble: Prompt: Bows (Do My Hair, Zagi!)
An injured Cheria was a continually cross Cheria. Zagi had had the misfortune of running into her and her broken arm, and somehow she’d managed to browbeat him into coming back to her place because she needed help. He’d assumed something like heavy lifting would be involved, but no.
Cheria sighed, standing in front of the vanity mirror. She’d set out a comb, a brush, a bunch of hair band…things…some ribbon, and handfuls of little wire pins. Did she expect him to use it all?
"It isn’t that difficult," Cheria said. "I just need it out of my face."
Zagi couldn’t deny that Cheria’s hair, when allowed to run free, curled and whirled in every direction. She was like a disheveled lion. A fluffy pink lion.
"This isn’t funny! You know healing artes don’t work very well when you do them on yourself! I just need a little help." Cheria whirled around and whacked him on the arm, looking almost pouty.
Rolling his eyes, Zagi gave a pointed tug on one of the spiral curls. He resisted the urge to fluff his hands through her hair and increase the volume of it all. He imagined it would puff up spectacularly.
"All right, all right, don’t yell!" Moving quickly, Zagi reached for the brush only to have his hand slapped.
"If you brush it, it’ll only go frizzy! Just use your hands."
"Use my hands to what? Hold it up all day?"
"No, no, to pull it back — then you put the elastic on."
Zagi sort of froze. He withdrew his hands and reached for Cheria’s hair, gathering it into a clump at the back of her head. He then had to figure out how to hold the clump with one hand and scramble to grab the hair elastic with the other. He was tugging on Cheria’s head all the while, and likely the only thing keeping her from snapping at him was the fact she really needed her hair taken care of.
Zagi lost three hair ties in his attempt — the little things sprang out of his fingers when he tried to stretch them over Cheria’s hair.
He managed, after a great deal of pulling, to get Cheria’s hair looped through the hair tie and secure against her head. The result was a lopsided bun sitting near the top of her head. The back was sagging a big. Zagi grabbed one of the metal pins and stuck it in her hair hoping it would have the magic cure for his complete lack of prowess.
"I can…here." Zagi grabbed a ribbon and tied it in, making a lopsided bow to go with her lopsided hair. "How’s that?"
Cheria looked at him in the mirror. “Just remember you’re going to have to take it out later, too.”
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