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Blade was on air! Well not literal air, he wasn't flying quite yet, but if he could, he'd be zipping through the sky excitedly. In his teeth was a small gold and turquoise striped bag with a two, large, ornate Cs on the front. During his monthly mane treatment at Cheveux de Chevaux, he noticed the display for the Capelli Style had a tiny "back in stock" sign on it. With a excited winny, the colt bolted over and lifted the last mulberry and black brush from it.

Capelli Styles were THE brush to have for phony like himself who had longer then long hair. If you were a brush and grow who gave any wit about your mane, you had one of these. His mother had one, his older sister had one, his grandmother had one, his aunts and uncle had one, it was the thing to have! The problem was they were almost always sold out as the adults often bought them up to replace their older ones that were worn out over the year. But now he had one of his own!

He run up the stairs as soon as the front door open, past his gaggle of sisters doing who-cares-what and threw open the water closet he shared with his brother Rogue.

In the boy's bathroom, he eagerly grabed the brush out of its' bag and started pulling it through his mane. Ahhh! So nice! The bristles glided through his hair, smoothing out the tangles. He brushed through again and he could see his mane starting to become shiny and softer. Glancing around to make sure no one was watching, he hugs the brush to his chest. It really was the best mane brush ever, worth every bit!

It used to really annoy him when Regality shrieked his name like that across the house. Now he was not only used to it, he knew it was like a air raid siren and he should prepare for war.

He cooly lifted the brush out of her reach, jumped onto the sink and started to comb out his mane with it. "There was just one left at Noel's salon.." he purred as his locks slowly became softer and shiner. "You know what a salon is, right Regal dear? It's where they tame the messes that other phony make of their hair. I'm only asking because, well, you know.." he glanced at her in the mirror, a mischievous smile on his lips. He completely ignored her tantrum, using the brush to try different ways to style his bangs, humming happily over the chaos.

"It isn't." Blade said flatly. "I just happened to be there and it happened to be there." It was the truth too and no amount of crying Regality did would change that. Still, he enjoyed lording the brush over her.

"Feel, feel!" he dared to dangle his extra long lock in his sister's reach after giving it a good brushing. "How soft is that right?. Ah Regal you'll never understand what it's like to use one of these! Well, maybe in a few months..if you're lucky.."

Blade flattened his ears but even that wasn't enough to drown out the screech. Clamping his hooves to his ears, he shouted. "MOM ISN'T GOING TO HELP YOU! I bought this with my own bits and that's just the way it is! You can't have everything just because you whine for it Regality!"

He turned his back on his sister and continued to brush his mane out in the mirror. If she was going to be a brat, he wasn't going to get her any attention. He grumbled under his breath as he swept his bangs to the side and started brushing out his tail.

Oh jeeze...

Blade watched Regal in the mirror as her eyes welled up with tears. Damnit damnit damnit he hated when his sisters cried. Even her. It always gave him that twinge, that little part of him that sometimes spoke up if he crossed a line. Ok so maybe he had been a little mean when he teased her. But it wasn't his fault he had the brush and she didn't!

"You know, if you maybe, just asked nicely" he mumbled. "Maybe someone might give you one. You can't just whine and cry for everything." Damnit he hated that little part of him. Stupid nice part.

Blade nearly fell off the sink in shock and stared at his sister as if an alien had suddenly replaced her. Was, was she actually making a reasonable suggestion? It took a lot of willpower not to reach down and poke her with the end of the brush to see if some sort other creature hopped out of it's Regality suit and attacked him.

"Well..I mean uhm..I'm sure we could work something out, if you did." he said it awkwardly. He still expected her to be throwing a fit at this point.

Wow.

Blade jumped off the sink and in front of Regal. "That musta taken a lot of effort huh? I'm sure you were just tempted to scream and cry some more." He was impressed, and it took a bit to impress him. He looked down at the brush in his hoof and hugged it to himself again. With a great sigh, he held out it to his sister.

"Here..you can keep it."

Blade stood stock still. Did she just HUG him? He kept the brush held out to her and he caught her eyes and nodded in agreement. They would share, and they would never speak of this to any of their other siblings least their individual power and mystique be shattered and they could be seen as....nice.

"Well, it's your turn then. C..comb that mess of a mane already, jeeze." He shoved the brush into her hooves, turned on a heel and marched out. "And get out of the boys bathroom, you're going to ruin it with your girl cooties." With a flick of his tail, he was gone back into his room.