Honestly, the hair being so much longer than you thought was quite the curve ball. The fact that you could feel it all the way on your hips and even your butt felt like something out of an anime. Hey, those always made these exaggerated character qualities look natural. Not so much in this world.
However, there was another thing you could do. There were a pair of scissors in this bathroom. They were kept here in case any of the girls needed a quick cut, but you had never done it yourself. Well, first time for everything you supposed. Finding the scissors was easy enough, and you got enough of the mirror wiped so you could get a better look.
"Okay, I don't know what you are, but it's good bye," you said as you took a strand of hair in your hand and cut it with the scissors.
It sliced through them like a knife through hot butter as one would expect, creating an incredibly long batch of black hair in your hands. Gosh, holding it like this only showed you just how long it really was. Honestly, there was no way you could give yourself a real haircut, but if you could at least get it to your neck or so, you could head to your usual place to get it cleaned up. No problem. You had been going there by yourself for a while now.
You threw the long rope of hair in the trash can, and got ready to finish your work. You felt encouraged at least.
"Okay, shouldn't take too long to finish up," you said. Hopefully you could get it done before any of your sisters bugged you.
However, just as you were about to grab another batch of hair to cut, you suddenly got this really bad itching sensation. You nearly dropped the scissors at the sensation and brought your hand up to try and quickly get rid of it. It was like something was forcing itself out of your scalp, and you got your eyes in the mirror in just enough time to look at it clearly. To your shock, it was the same place where you had just cut, with raven hair flowing out to the same length as before. It looked completely normal, as if you had done nothing.
What.....what was happening....?
"No way....this isn't real..." you said in shock. "Hair....doesn't grow like that....certainly not after a cut..."
Now you were convinced something was totally wrong. There was nothing natural about this. Even if you could believe some hair growth formula, hair reacting to being cut like that was completely out of the ordinary. It bordered on something supernatural, but that couldn't be. Magic was saved for fantasy and media and all sorts of things like that. It wasn't real....
Except....this was real. You made sure you weren't dreaming, and now you had a really big problem to handle. Hiding this amount of hair in your shirt might be near impossible unless you also put on a sweater, and given it was summer break, no one would believe you were in your right state of mind.
You know...it was pretty sad that this was the case given that the hair itself was actually kind of pretty.
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