one ball of hair was bad enough.
 
and now there were two. two giant red balls of hair barreling through the streets of the town, one smooth and bright red, the other much wilder and a darker red with white spots. entire crowds were getting taken into the balls as they rolled over anyone in their path, anyone who dodged one would simply be caught by the other and tangled inside it.
 
eventually, the two balls of destruction came to a stop at the bottom of a steep road, unrolling themselves to reveal the tomato gal and a new friend who copied her strange technique, both their hair's struggling full pf prey, "now that's somethin'! thanks for teaching me this one pal, gonna have plenty of fun with it!" arin smriked, "let's see if i can catch frankie an' her girl with it" the smirk grew wider and even more devious as she rolled back up and charged through the streets again.
 
the tomato gal silently smiled and looked at her hair, the bulges and muffled shouts of frankie and biddy becoming clear for a moment, before being pulled straight back in with all the others...