A/N This story is kind of the same as my first one with one major difference.

The sound of Electricity started sounding, and lights began flashing, I looked around intrigued, turning around just as something came flying down from the ceiling, landing directly in front of my face. I gasped and leaned my body back as far as I could; I discovered that they appeared to be over sized powder puffs. I didn't want them to touch my face but the chair brought me closer to them, I closed my eyes and held my breath just before they started powdering my face, which seemed to go on forever, even though it was probably only a few seconds.

"That was strange…" I thought after the powder puffs had left my face.

A toothbrush moved out from the wall, it moved closer and closer to me, I had already brushed my teeth today and I wasn't sure how old this toothpaste was. The toothbrush started moving up and down just before it touched my mouth so I quickly shut my mouth as tightly as I could, held my breath and closed my eyes so that no toothpaste would go in my eyes. After the toothbrush moved away from me I took a breath breathing in the minty toothpaste, which burned my nose.

"That was annoying…" I thought to myself as I glared at the toothbrush, the mint toothpaste was burning the skin under my nose as well; hopefully I would get a chance to wash it off me at some point.

The chair kept moving bringing me to two odd looking pipes, and to my horror something started spraying out of them, it took me a moment to realize that it was shaving cream, and I had nowhere to go I was too close to the pipes. I closed my eyes and once again held my breath and squeezed my eyes shut, just before I felt the shaving cream being applied onto my face. It was cold and it felt like a whole lot was being put onto my face. Finally though it stopped, and now I was sure that I had shaving cream caked on my face, and probably on my dress too, but I didn't look down to see, since something shiny caught my eye. My eyes started bulging out of my head as a pair of razors landed almost directly in front of me and started moving up and down, once again I was far too close to them to get away from them. I was afraid that if I moved now then I would get cut worse. My eyes widened in fear as I realized that I was about to have my face shaven for the first time ever.

"Oh my God!" I thought as I closed my eyes, not really wanting to see the razors on my face. A second later I felt the razors touch my face, they were quite sharp, they did around the chin area going over it several times. When I got closer it moved up to my upper chin, and doing around my lip area.

"Ouch!" I thought as I felt what was surely a cut, I didn't have any hair for these razors to shave, so since they were going over the same spot time and time again, the shaving cream had begun to disappear, leaving my bare skin exposed. I began to wonder how many cuts I was going to have after this experience.

Finally after what felt like forever the razors left my face, I opened my eyes and looked up to the ceiling making sure that for whatever reason they weren't going to be coming back down. To my relief they stayed on the ceiling as the chair brought me further away from them, I touched my face and saw that there was a little bit of blood on my fingers.

"Great…" I thought, having cuts on my face was just what I needed especially since I had the Halloween party in just a few hours. People were bound to question why I had those kinds of cuts on my face, and what was I supposed to tell them?

I didn't have time to think of an answer to that question as water then began spraying out of two pipes, it had some serious water pressure. I didn't really want to get wet right now, since I knew that water would probably burn the cuts on my face. So before the chair brought me through the water I raised my hands up, gasping at how cold the water was, holding my hands up didn't really help though, I still got soaked as the water sprayed off my hands making me even wetter, but to my surprise the water touching my face didn't hurt it nearly as much as I thought it would. But now I was soaking wet, and cold.

"I seriously hope I somehow get dried off." I thought as I started shivering from the coldness. Luckily a second later I heard a wind vent firing up, and then hot air began blowing at me, the force of it not only blew my hair back but it also caused my whole body to be thrown back against the chair. The heat felt nice, if not a little too hot, but at least it was drying me off.

After the vents shut off, a comb came out from the left; followed by one from the right, and lastly one from the ceiling, as they got closer to me I discovered just how close they were to my eyes. I squeezed my eyes shut just as they raked through my hair.

"Please let all this end soon…" I thought to myself as something else came down from the ceiling, I looked up at it and saw that it was a mechanical arm holding a bowtie, I gasped as it was placed tightly around my neck.

Finally to my relief I exited out of the tunnel, the chair brought me down a large slope and stopped by a table where Casper was waiting for me.

"What was that?" I asked somewhat annoyed.

"The up and 'atem machine," Casper said proudly.

"You couldn't have warned me about the shave?" I asked touching my face there didn't seem to be any blood.

"It shaved you?" Casper asked surrpsied.

I nodded my head.

"Oh Kat, I'm so sorry," Casper apologized, "I kind of forgot about that part."

"Did the razors cut me?" I asked concerned.

Casper examined my face, "just a small scratch on your chin, but it looks like you just scratched yourself so nothing to worry about."

I breathed a sigh of relief, "never bring me through that thing again."

Casper chuckled, "you wanted a shortcut."

"You could have warned me." I said rolling my eyes as I took off the bowtie.

That's the end for this story, I hope you liked it!

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I don't own Casper