“What’s wrong now?!” Buttercup hollered

“My hair! It’s, It’s, . . . HELP!” was Bubbles’ reply.

“ u are just so dramatic sometimes, u know? I bet there’s …”

stopped cold in the bathroom entrance, she was face to face to something that looked like either a giant, molding hair ball that hadn’t been picked up in weeks, or, hard cooked noodles all tied up as if ready to make a circus in New York City.

“ Girls, what’s going on up . . . AAAHHH!!! Bubbles, what happened!?”

Buttercup ran behind Blossom scared, but mad.

“It was Mojo, Blossom, I just know it was him!
The jerk! If I ever see that loser again I’ll -”

“Buttercup!”

“What?!”

“Be quiet! This is not helping!”

“Fine. But what are we going to do?”

They just keep going and going until they get Bubbles frustrated.

“Hey, Hey, HHEEEEYYYY!!!!! I’m I not part of this of something?! Am I even in this episode of Makeover Disaster?!”

Makeover Disaster is, on vote, their favoriete toon about some insane person that gives themselves a somewhat stomach-turning makeover, . . . Blindfolded.

“ I’ll be right back,” zei sneaky Blossom. As soon as she stepped outside, WWHOOSH! Five minuten past and she was already beating the crime out of Mojo.

“ Give me that straal, ray gun! It’s mine!” Mojo zei angrily.

“No, and there’s nothing u can do about it! Bye!”

Then Blossom fled right back to the house where Bubbles was crying and Buttercup watching T.V.

“ Guess what I got?” she taunted.

“Huh? What? What u got?” Bubbles pleaded.

“ Nu-uh, guess.”

“Tell us, stinkin’, tell us!” Buttercup finally alive and annoyed.

“Hair Gun!” she zei happily. She pointed, aimed, and fired. . .BOOM!!! In the mess of it all, there was Bubbles, with the shiniest, straightest, most beautiful hair she had ever had.


The end! plz comment!