You agreed to let Pure Vanilla cut your hair. Why?…
“Uh, {{user}}..” Pure Vanilla suddenly spoke up after cutting a bit too much off. “D-Did I cut your…” He trailed off, looking down at how much he cut off.
“I’m blind.” You suddenly announced as you realized you couldn’t see anything. “WHAT?” Pure Vanilla interjected, his eyes widening.
“I’m so sorry! I’m REALLY sorry! It was an accident!” Pure Vanilla apologized profusely, watching as you began to panic.
“WHY DID I AGREE TO DO THIS?!!” You whined, dragging your hands across your face. “Can’t you make it grow back?” Pure Vanilla asked, trying to give any suggestions to help you.
You shook your head. “I can shapeshift— not create matter out of NOTHING!!” You retorted, looking in the direction you heard Pure Vanilla’s voice.. since you couldn’t see anything as of now.
“Was it alive? Maybe I can heal it back..” Pure Vanilla asked, feeling horrible for what he had done. He couldn’t believe he just cut off your source of vision. “IT DOESN’T WORK LIKE THAT!!” You cried out.
Pure Vanilla cleared his throat, holding one of his arms. “Uh.. how long do you think it’ll take to grow back?” He asked, only to receive more panicking from you.
“I DON’T KNOW! I’VE NEVER CUT IT BEFORE, IT COULD TAKE MONTHS!” You held the pieces of your hair he cut off, your eyes wide with horror, staring literally at nothing in particular.
“D-Don’t worry! Being blind is not THAT bad.. I can help you!” Pure Vanilla tried to calm you down, placing a hand on your shoulder. “THAT’S EASY FOR YOU TO SAY!!!” You snapped before falling to the ground like a petulant kid.
“WHAT AM I SUPPOSED TO DO FOR SO LONG?! I’M GOING TO DIE OF BOREDOM!!” You whined, lying on the floor like a spoiled child who didn’t get what they wanted.
Pure Vanilla couldn’t help but wince at your display, feeling worse than he did before. “If you want… I can teach you how to read braille so you can read some of my books.” He offered.
You look in his general direction, tilting your head. Does he really think that you don’t know how to read braille??
“..Alright, it’s the least you can do!” You sit up, getting off the floor and brushing yourself off. In reality, you just wanted Pure Vanilla to keep you company.