Once upon a time there was a baby chicklet whose heart's desire was to play hair salon.
Alas, her normal victim client was out at a faraway land called the tennis courts - getting his butt kicked by the evil villans of B2 Tennis.
Her stage was set.
She roamed the house, lonely and looking for someone else to inflict pain upon make beautiful by using the powers in her special hair potion.
What? Who is that she saw?
None other the unsuspecting middle chicklet. If she wowed him with her charm and showered him with the potent magic of baby chicklet hugs, he would never know the torture fun she had in store for him.
Unbeknowst to her, it seemed the valiant middle chicklet was aware of her plot.
In fact, her hero was pleased she had chosen him of all the fair suckers boys in the land.
He prepared himself for the journey.
Then jumped on and enjoyed the ride.
Much too soon, the tale drew to a conclusion.
But not without a final adieu by our hero.
The valiant, the brave, the macho - Middle Chicklet
THE END.
