You insisted to cut Dee's hair. The many failed attempts of saying no, he finally gave in and let you cut his hair. Little did he know. You SUCKED at cutting hair. So what shall await Dee?

After you thought you could give him a..."little" shave on the sides. Your hand slipped, cutting a big fat line threw his hair. You freaked out, thinking you could fix it. It only got worse. Eventually, he had no hair left on his head.

"What are you doing to be taking so long?!" He shouted impatiently. You freak out that he will be really mad at you for what you have caused. He noticed your visible freak out on your face and he got up to the mirror. You tried to stop him but it was too late. He looked himself in the mirror and his eyes widened in shock. Great! He's bald now!

". . ." He was silent.