She was getting way too used to this nonsense use of her talents.

She stared at the nervous little girl at the seat with her scythes poised, very carefully lining up her shot, so to speak. Usually, she would be aiming for the neck, but there was an exception to every rule, and cute children (like Hideo Kino) were Kama's.

Just don't tell anyone. Ever.

With a sudden motion, her arms blurred, making the little girl flinch as wind whipped past.

And then the tips of her hairs fell to the floor, successfully evened.

A smile broke out at the girl's lips, and Kama unconsciously mirrored it.

A job well done.

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Sugar was just as much of a showboat as her trainer could be.

The Meowth was on her hind legs, a hard balance since she normally walked on all fours, with a cute apron tied around her middle. It was cream and had little pink straps and pink flowers, meant more for a child to wear than a little pokemon. Sugar didn't care, though; she just wanted to be as cute as she knew she could be.

Her claws were sharp when a skeptical woman was sat down in front of her. She didn't give her time to question, Slashes flying in the air as her paws danced. The woman's haircut came out perfect! In a sense. It was an exact replica of her trainer's hairstyle, which admittedly was pretty ugly; how on each he managed to have a bowl cut and a mullet at the same time defied many gods.

The woman was horrified but Sugar was more than pleased. She eagerly awaited her next customer.

Grievous watched as another claw full of hair fell to the floor. He folded his arms while his latest customer examined her new hairdo, seemingly very pleased. She thanked the blaziken graciously before departing. Another happy customer.

Grievous would never have guessed that he was a talented stylist, he had never cut a human's hair before and yet it seemed to come so naturally. Perhaps the years of slicing through organic matter had turned out to be great practice for cutting hair, who knew.

He also thought that his Crush Claw would be too strong to cut something as delicate as hair. It was all in the precision though, and Grievous was nothing if not precise. If Oscar ever retired him, perhaps Grievous could get a full time job cutting hair. That sounded like a fine way to spend his twilight years. Another human sat in Grievous's chair, and he happily got back to work. 

Azul was a questionable choice for a job like this. The Kabutops was accurate but such large scythes were clumsy when it came to small detail. Regardless, the pokemon’s SLASH was said to be a useful tool for this particular job. True to her training, Azul would try her best to perform to acceptable standards.

Sharpness was an ally in precision cutting. So Azul rubbed her lethal scythes against each other as she approached the trainer waiting their turn. The poor woman’s eyes were wide in terror upon seeing her ‘barber’. The intimidating Kabutops did her best to move slowly. She resisted the urge to slice wildly as she would in battle. Instead, she carefully lifted hair and passed the sharp edge of the blade along a precise, invisible line.

It may have taken her longer than necessary, but she was satisfied with her handy work. She was pleasantly surprised at how accurate she was able to cut this fine hair.