“A make-over? Ohmygosh, that’s an excellent idea!” Vianna squealed delightedly, clapping her hands with excitement. AW MAN. This was going to be a riot. Vince had no idea what he was getting himself into… “Ah!” the girl hopped up from the bed suddenly. “We need some background music first!” With that, she made her way over to the stereo and placed her favourite CD album inside (don’t ask me where they’re getting all these things from) - Marina and The Diamonds’s “Electra Heart.”

“Now we may begin,” she announced with a mischievous little smile, pressing play and running back to the bed as Marina’s “Primadonna” began filling the room with her melodious voice and upbeat music.

Vince didn’t look half as excited as the girls anymore, though. Oh no, not when Airi was going on about doing something with his “unruly eyebrows.” This got the boy’s hand to fly from her leg to place its fingers over one of his eyebrows instead. “Wha—what do you mean? M-my eyebrows are fine…”

Vianna shook her head determinedly, sitting on her knees and crossing her arms before the boy, sort of blocking his path should he decide to dart forward and toward the door. “No way, Vincerella! No offense, but those are men’s eyebrows you’ve got there.”

Vincerella gasped. It could’ve been taken as a gasp of offense, though it was mostly one from shock. If his eyebrows looked too manly, then… he might begin to look suspicious! And then the whole plan would come crumbling down - oh no, we can’t have that! He still had to get the girls to confess their undying love for Nector!

“Al—alright, and… what do you suppose we do, then?”