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✂︎ ━━    WITH NANCY AND HER MOM out of the house , it was natural that the childish antics of the youngest Wheeler would find a victim to enhance her artistic skills with. Crayons and her lite brite could only entertain her for so long in one day before she threw her hands up and decided implementation of crafts would work best upon a living target. Perhaps she could have asked her dad to allow her to work with him, but he didn't have any hair she could use for what she'd wanted...and she didn't want to get in trouble with Nancy again for taking her makeup brushes or in trouble with her mom for using paint -- actual paint -- on him.

     Mike held her attention for the foreseeable future, and, despite her asking -- OH SO INNOCENTLY -- to work on his looks, she'd expected him to value his own sanity and say no for what she might do (or, in her mind, he'd value himself over the creativity that rested inside of her mind). Boys could be so smelly sometimes, so it's only natural that a girl's touch could make them better looking ; she wondered if she should replace his soap with their mom's sometimes to make him smell like she did when she took a bath... As his reaction took place, she'd giggle loudly, slapping at his hand with a softness expected of her, taught to be a little lady by her mother.

     ❝ Like what? ❞ If he offered for her to watch television or to play with her lite brite again, she might scream, but she'd await his answer with baited breath, already knowing that she'd want to do something else. The house had become boring, nothing left to do, nobody left to make over, so what was left here? Nothing! That's what! No matter what his answer might have been, she'd interject with her own idea, shouting it aloud with arms thrust high into the air, ❝ The park! ❞

@phantasmagcrical sent: ❛  your hair looks really nice today.  ❜ yes it's now in pigtails from your little sister xoxo --

Usually, it was Nancy or Karen who had the ‘Holly makeover’ done to them: letting her play around with cheap makeup, style their hair and sometimes even paint their nails to get all dolled up for tea parties. Being the only one home, it was now Mike’s responsibility to entertain her and make sure she was looked after. As much as he would rather be reading comics or playing video games, or even Holly how to play them, he knew that she would definitely complain to their parents if she had a bad time; and then he would have to hear a lecture from his mom and the annoying echo of his dad agreeing with everything she said.

In the living room on the main level of the house, Mike was sitting on the carpeted floor with Holly on the couch directly behind him. Small hands were playing with his hair, which had grown to be quite long and now reached his shoulders, thus allowing Holly to be able to tie his hair easily enough into pigtails. He was in the middle of flicking through the channels, trying to see if there was anything entertaining on, when she made a comment about his hair and how nice it looked today. Well, he had to see what she'd done to it now.

Mike picked up the handheld mirror to take a look at the work his little sister had done and held it at a distance to allow him to see it in full. Paired with the hair ties, there was an abundance of sparkly and colourful clips in various places. They didn't really serve much of a purpose either, since they weren't holding anything in place. Nancy would surely be giggling right about now if she could see this new look of his. ❝Holy sh—I mean, wow. It doesn’t look nearly as good on me as it does on you, but you managed to make me look sort of pretty. Good job.❞ Grinning, he reached his arm up to playfully pinch his little sisters nose. ❝So, if this is the final result, are you ready to do something else?❞

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