TICK, TOCK, and QUINN are having a conversation in the Velvet Mines.
TICK: So, Quinn? How did you get your hair like that? (Touches his ropey-lopey hair.)
QUINN: Mary was REALLY bad at doing my hair.
TICK: How bad?
QUINN: REALLY BAD.
TOCK licks wall in anticipation.
QUINN: Ok, I’ll tell you… It all started a long long long long long time ago…
TICK licks TOCK in anticipation.
QUINN: When I was young, Mary used to always pay attention to her training and had no time to watch over me. I would do extremely dangerous things because she didn’t watch. That’s why I finished college so young!
TICK and TICK are snoring.
QUINN (grossed out): And then…
TICK and TOCK lick the wall.
QUINN: I got my normal hair stuck in a giant tub of caramel! The caramel was beaten out of a snowy egret that I tackled while Mary was making evil plans.
TICK: That’s weird!
QUINN: YOU GUYS ARE WEIRD!
TOCK: (Licks TICK) How are we weird?
QUINN: Why are you licking everything like it’s a popsicle?
TOCK: It’s a trick that we learned from Pippie Senpai. And it’s made of cake.
QUINN: Whatever! So back to my story, after my hair got stuck in the caramel it clumped together in ropey things. And that’s how my hair came to be!
TICK: Oh really? Are you sure that you didn’t just make that up to explain to us “uneducated individuals” that you were just born with natural hair? (Pulls on his hair sharply.)
QUINN: NO!
TICK pulls a bit more.
QUINN: The story is completely real!
His hair pops off, revealing a downward-pointing arrow on his forehead.
TICK and TOCK: ARE YOU THE AVATAR? QUINN (embarrassed): No, no, this is just an arrow indicating of which way I should put on my wig. The caramel burnt it away. (Pauses, and then whispers) Don’t tell anyone, okay?
JOHN waltzes into the room.
JOHN: ZHAN’S DEAD!
QUINN: THE FIRE NATION HAS ATTACKED!! NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!
TOCK (to TICK): I’ll protect you Asami!
~~~END
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