Fan Fiction ❯ Shampoo Commercial- A Remake of Rapunzel ❯ One-Shot
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By: Psycho Moon 
A retelling of the fariy tale Rapunzel.
When shampoo model Zel goes to get her hair cut, she gets more then what she bargained for.
Anime/Manga: Fan Fiction | Genre(s): Comedy / Romance | Type: One Shot | Uploaded On: 02.08.2004 | Pages: 1 | Words: 534 | Visits: 425 | Status: Completed
A retelling of the fariy tale Rapunzel.
When shampoo model Zel goes to get her hair cut, she gets more then what she bargained for.
Anime/Manga: Fan Fiction | Genre(s): Comedy / Romance | Type: One Shot | Uploaded On: 02.08.2004 | Pages: 1 | Words: 534 | Visits: 425 | Status: Completed
Psycho Moon: I don’t own the fairy tale Rapunzel.
Uniemon: Enjoy.
Shampoo Commercial- A Remake of Rapunzel
by Psycho Moon
“For strong, healthy hair, use Hercules shampoo,”
“Wonderful, Zel! Just wonderful! With your $15,000 hair, this shampoo is sure to be a hit!” A producer said to Zel, as she started to re-braid her hair.
“Are you sure? I thought that the whole “strong” thing was a little over done.” Zel whined as she walked into her dressing room.
“Well, your hair has been used as rope before, so it is considered strong,” The producer mumbled.
“Oh well. I’ll be seeing you tomorrow then. I have to go get my hair cut.” Zel said with a sigh.
“CUT? You can’t cut hair that is worth so much… it would be like killing a baby!”
“Relax. I’m just getting the dead ends trimmed off.” Zel said as she grabbed her purse.
“Oh good. For a minute there, I thought you were going to get it all cut off.” The producer wiped the sweat from his brow.
Zel snorted. “Like I’d willingly give up such an asset.” With that last comment, she left for Scissors and Stuff.
“Ah! Zel! You are just in time for your appointment,” Her beautician, who was called the Enchantress, said.
“Aren’t I always?” Zel smiled as she sat in the swivel chair. “Just trim off the dead ends. Can’t have $15,000 worth of hair have dead ends now can I?"
“Of course not. We wouldn’t want anything bad to happen to your hair now would we?” The Enchantress asked as she pulled out a pair of scissors.
“No. Mind if I rest while you do this? It’s been such a hard day at work.” Zel yawned.
“Of course. Rest all you like. This cut won’t take too long.” The Enchantress grinned evilly. The Enchantress grabbed Zel’s braid and, in two jagged snips, Zel went from having hair that dragged across the floor to hair that didn’t even reach her shoulders.
Zel’s eyes opened wide. “WHAT DID YOU DO THAT FOR?” She yelled.
All the Enchantress would do was laugh evilly. Zel got up and ran for home. How was she ever going to tell her husband what happened? When she finally got home, she just leaned up against the door and cried.
“Zel. What’s wrong?” She looked up to see her husband with a bag of groceries. She ran into his arms and cried.
“Look at my hair! How could you love someone with so little of hair?”
He held he her and just laughed. “Zel, I fell in love with you, not your hair. I love you either way. So maybe we won’t have $15,000 because of your hair. We still have each other and that’s all that matters.”
Zel smiled and, together, they walked into their apartment.
The End
Uniemon: Enjoy.
Shampoo Commercial- A Remake of Rapunzel
by Psycho Moon
“For strong, healthy hair, use Hercules shampoo,”
“Wonderful, Zel! Just wonderful! With your $15,000 hair, this shampoo is sure to be a hit!” A producer said to Zel, as she started to re-braid her hair.
“Are you sure? I thought that the whole “strong” thing was a little over done.” Zel whined as she walked into her dressing room.
“Well, your hair has been used as rope before, so it is considered strong,” The producer mumbled.
“Oh well. I’ll be seeing you tomorrow then. I have to go get my hair cut.” Zel said with a sigh.
“CUT? You can’t cut hair that is worth so much… it would be like killing a baby!”
“Relax. I’m just getting the dead ends trimmed off.” Zel said as she grabbed her purse.
“Oh good. For a minute there, I thought you were going to get it all cut off.” The producer wiped the sweat from his brow.
Zel snorted. “Like I’d willingly give up such an asset.” With that last comment, she left for Scissors and Stuff.
“Ah! Zel! You are just in time for your appointment,” Her beautician, who was called the Enchantress, said.
“Aren’t I always?” Zel smiled as she sat in the swivel chair. “Just trim off the dead ends. Can’t have $15,000 worth of hair have dead ends now can I?"
“Of course not. We wouldn’t want anything bad to happen to your hair now would we?” The Enchantress asked as she pulled out a pair of scissors.
“No. Mind if I rest while you do this? It’s been such a hard day at work.” Zel yawned.
“Of course. Rest all you like. This cut won’t take too long.” The Enchantress grinned evilly. The Enchantress grabbed Zel’s braid and, in two jagged snips, Zel went from having hair that dragged across the floor to hair that didn’t even reach her shoulders.
Zel’s eyes opened wide. “WHAT DID YOU DO THAT FOR?” She yelled.
All the Enchantress would do was laugh evilly. Zel got up and ran for home. How was she ever going to tell her husband what happened? When she finally got home, she just leaned up against the door and cried.
“Zel. What’s wrong?” She looked up to see her husband with a bag of groceries. She ran into his arms and cried.
“Look at my hair! How could you love someone with so little of hair?”
He held he her and just laughed. “Zel, I fell in love with you, not your hair. I love you either way. So maybe we won’t have $15,000 because of your hair. We still have each other and that’s all that matters.”
Zel smiled and, together, they walked into their apartment.
The End