Chapter 482:
En Passant Grandmaster
"HUH!? Are you fucking serious!? I thought just you were going to get in on this shit!" Donka fumed as she grabbed Radina by her scarf.
"Rules are rules, though I did make some exceptions for those that decided to help out after their teammates had been selected. But even if your members are selected, there's more red tape with you all," Melisha snarled.
"And that is?"
Melisha smirked and threw a stack of papers before Donka. "Contracts. You're stuck, especially since I'm also the type that would tie you up and shave you bald if you tried to weasel out of it or did in fact find some way to get out of it. Sorry."
"THIS IS YOUR FAULT, YOU BITCH! YOU'RE THE ONE THAT SAID WE'D BE DOING A COLLAB WITH MALASANGRRE, AND EVEN SOME OTHER BIG NAMES, BUT ALL WE'RE FUCKING DOING IS SHAVING OUR HEADS WITH THEM! FOR FUCKING WHAT!?" Donka fumed as she throttled Radina.
Radina scowled and grabbed Donka's writs, stopping the throttling. "Donka, this is just how things go. And everyone shaving their heads IS a huge deal! Lada Hada, Iwona, Cina, you, me, Malasangre, we've even got some famous Ewetubers getting swept into this! This wasn't just some spur of the moment thing, we carefully planned it at the meeting with Miss Chun-hwa-"
"THAT WAS EXCLUSIVE TO THE TWO OF YOU! YOU ALWAYS FUCKING DO SHIT BEHIND OUR BACKS ALL FOR THAT FAME N' FORTUNE!"
The Ewetubes that had been forced to come along after losing the bet in the DSPCM guessing game all nervously watched the fight as did the other stylists. Lili was easily the most worried of the bunch as her day job was chief makeup artist for Lkz69. She was also one of the parties in on the plans for the collab.
"When I first presented the news, you were ecstatic and rushed off to the makeshift recording studio to get singing. Now we make the music video for said song, yet you're trying to pull out now!?" Radina glared.
"I DON'T WANNA SHAVE MY FUCKING HEAD, THAT'S ALL!"
"Too bad, that's the theme of the video. besides, you've already waded into the project and once you do that, you're committed to the end," Chun-hwa scowled.
"Oh, you fuck right out of this! This bitch here-"
"I'm sacrificing my hair too for this, you know. In fact, that was how I convinced the girls to even go bald in the first place."
"Yeah, In-hye was the only one that would do something stupid like that, but the manager willing to sacrifice her locks for the cause got Ju-hye and Ye-bin on board, meaning I had to join in if I didn't want to be the crooked nail," Da-some growled.
"Oh, so you just gave into peer pressure. MAJORITY OF US ARE AGAINST GOING BALD! RIGHT LADIES!?" Donka hollered as she turned to her teammates.
Yordanka and Elitsa obediently nodded their heads in agreement while Karina disagreed.
"SEE! 3-2, WE DON'T WANNA GO BALD!"
"But you see, bald is where the bucks are, and where we're deciding to steer the world," Mifsud chuckled as she menacingly emerged from the shadows.
"I don't give a fuck about you! You're just some Maltese millionaire with a kink for bald-"
"Then what if I made my presence known?" a voice rang out.
Every single person, with the exception of Mifsud, went silent with shock as they recognized the voice. Strutting into the salon was the world's biggest pop star, Tina Schift.
"T- Tina's in on this too? No way, you've gotta be an impersonator!" Donka trembled.
"She's the real deal, and the biggest reason this project is a go. THE Tina Schift is willing to go bald for this! DO YOU NOT GRASP THE IMPLICATIONS!?" Chun-hwa glared as she grabbed Donka by the scruff of her neck.
Tears began oozing out of Donka's eyes as she clicked her tongue in dismay. "Radina... You will fucking pay for this. Elitsa, you better damn do your job proper for this!" she angrily thought.
And with that, the music video was filmed and many heads were shaved. Venera and Fidelma of the Albanian and Irish teams, respectively, were sealed in pods once their makeovers were complete and loaded onto the truck next to their teammates who had come in earlier. For teams Korea, Bulgaria, and Moldova, Ye-bin, Ju-hye, Radina, Elitsa, Crina, and Ionica had all been delegated to represent their respective teams in 6B.
"Well that was a long day," Melisha groaned as she leaned back in a salon chair.
"You act like this is over. We still have the commentators and then the main event," Irja growled.
"Yes, so don't you dare mess this up, ___," Mifsud snarled as she shot a glare at Melisha.
"I really hope you're hating every second of your bald existence," Melisha glared.
"I thought I would, but I really did have an awakening. Besides, I've always had an affinity for bald, just look at my name!" Mifsud snickered.
Melisha gritted her teeth as she scratched her neck. "You all think you have free reign over me because that fucker has me chipped up to the max. If I succeed in this, not only will I be free, but the whole world will be my oyster," she thought.
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