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“Charlotte, can I ask you something?”

She turned around. It was odd. It seemed like her head didn’t want to turn with her body at first. When she stopped turning, her head seemed to rotate further on its own. Charlotte reactively put her hand on her head, then tried to make it look like she was just fixing her hair. “Uh, sure, yeah!” She cleared her throat. “What’s up?”

”Did you…do something to your neck?”

Charlotte bit her lower lip. “Is it that obvious?”

Bridgette wanted to be nice, but decided the truth was better. “Yeah. You’ve been moving your head in wonky ways since you got here.”

”Oh, shoot. I knew doing this the cheap way wasn’t the smartest idea, but it’s all I could afford, you know?”

”No, I kinda don’t know. What did you do?”

Charlotte put her fingers on her chin and looked up in thought. She sighed and let her shoulders slump. “I did this.” She pushed hard on one side of her chin. Her head spun in three quarters of a circle. Her hair swirled out like a grass skirt. She wobbled slightly off balance. Both of her hands grabbed her head and turned it to finish the whole circle.

Bridgette had her hands over her mouth in surprise. “Woah, what the heck?! Did you just want to make yourself dizzy all of the time?”

”No, I wanted to be able to take my head off when I wanted, but I think I went with an option that was *too* cheap. Like, my neck? It’s more like a socket for a rod on my head now.” Charlotte lifted her head up with both hands, revealing a solid pipe of shiny grey metal going into her neck.

”That’s WILD! I kind of wanted to do something like that too! I’m so jealous.”

”Well don’t be,” Charlotte retorted. She let her head drop. The shaft slid back into her body with a muffled clang. “Do yourself a favor and save up or splurge a bit for better options. There isn’t any kind of locking mechanism to keep my head from spinning around or sliding out of my body.”

Bridgette winced. “Ouch. Has your head fallen off yet?”

“More like fallen *out*. I bent over to pick up something I dropped and my neck rod slid right out of my body. Bonked my head on the floor pretty good. It took my body a minute to find me and put me back in, too.” Charlotte turned away to focus on whatever it was she was sorting on the counter.

Bridgette’s eyes got wide. “So, wait. There’s no connection to your body if your head isn’t inserted?” Bridgette got up without a sound. She approached her friend quietly, cautiously.

Charlotte sighed and rummaged through the papers and envelopes in front of her. “Bingo. I didn’t really think about what it meant to turn down those options, only that it would save money to not include them. I should probably go back and- AAAUH?!”

Bridgette firmly grabbed Charlotte’s head over both of her ears. Charlotte turned herself to face Bridgette, but her head stayed facing away, smoothly rotated from her neck augmentation. Before Charlotte could resolve her confusion over her backwards head and grab Bridgette, Bridgette raised Charlotte’s head out of her body into the air and started to dash away, giggling madly.

”HEY! BRIDGETTE! YOU FRIGGIN’ GOOBER!” Charlotte yelled. She started laughing right along with Bridgette.

Meanwhile, the headless Charlotte’s reaction was harder to read. When the shock of her sudden beheading wore off, her arms reached all around her for any sign of Bridgette. Coming up as empty as her neck, Charlotte put her hands on her hips.

Bridgette and Charlotte watched, still giggling. “Look at this idiot,” Bridgette said.

”I know, she’s so brainless,” Charlotte replied, laughing harder. “She should really do something about it.”

Her headless body seemed to take her advice. She raised her hands in front of her with her arms bent. She began a clumsy swaying walk forward with her hands subconsciously making circles in the air.

”Wax on, wax off,” quipped Bridgette. They both burst into laughter again.

”She’s got the ‘off’ part down pat!” said Charlotte.

”Eh, that’s good enough for now. She can learn ‘on’ later.” Bridgette started walking away from her friend’s headless body.

”Yeah, I don’t feel like teaching her right now, either. I’ve got some good movies in my room if you’ll take me there!”

”Deal!” Moments later, Bridgette had Charlotte’s head in Charlotte’s room with the door closed.

The decapitated Charlotte was unaware of what she was missing out on. She was barely aware that her hands had found the front of her refrigerator. She patted it down, recognized it wasn’t her head or Bridgette, and continued searching. There was no rush or panic; she moved deliberately around her apartment for any signs of her absent skull. Tables, counters, cabinets, shelves - no head or friend to be found anywhere.

It took her about fifteen minutes to scour her apartment. The only room she hadn’t tried was the one that was locked (Bridget and Charlotte had laughed from behind it, but made no move to let her body in). She eventually found another unlocked door and opened it, continuing to venture forward in blind hope.

She didn’t realize she had walked out of her front door. Bridgette and her head didn’t hear it over the action movie playing for their entertainment. The headless woman stumbled her way onwards into the world.

Hopefully her friend and her head realize it sooner rather than later.

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“Charlotte, can I ask you something?”

She turned around. It was odd. It seemed like her head didn’t want to turn with her body at first. When she stopped turning, her head seemed to rotate further on its own. Charlotte reactively put her hand on her head, then tried to make it look like she was just fixing her hair. “Uh, sure, yeah!” She cleared her throat. “What’s up?”

”Did you…do something to your neck?”

Charlotte bit her lower lip. “Is it that obvious?”

Bridgette wanted to be nice, but decided the truth was better. “Yeah. You’ve been moving your head in wonky ways since you got here.”

”Oh, shoot. I knew doing this the cheap way wasn’t the smartest idea, but it’s all I could afford, you know?”

”No, I kinda don’t know. What did you do?”

Charlotte put her fingers on her chin and looked up in thought. She sighed and let her shoulders slump. “I did this.” She pushed hard on one side of her chin. Her head spun in three quarters of a circle. Her hair swirled out like a grass skirt. She wobbled slightly off balance. Both of her hands grabbed her head and turned it to finish the whole circle.

Bridgette had her hands over her mouth in surprise. “Woah, what the heck?! Did you just want to make yourself dizzy all of the time?”

”No, I wanted to be able to take my head off when I wanted, but I think I went with an option that was *too* cheap. Like, my neck? It’s more like a socket for a rod on my head now.” Charlotte lifted her head up with both hands, revealing a solid pipe of shiny grey metal going into her neck.

”That’s WILD! I kind of wanted to do something like that too! I’m so jealous.”

”Well don’t be,” Charlotte retorted. She let her head drop. The shaft slid back into her body with a muffled clang. “Do yourself a favor and save up or splurge a bit for better options. There isn’t any kind of locking mechanism to keep my head from spinning around or sliding out of my body.”

Bridgette winced. “Ouch. Has your head fallen off yet?”

“More like fallen *out*. I bent over to pick up something I dropped and my neck rod slid right out of my body. Bonked my head on the floor pretty good. It took my body a minute to find me and put me back in, too.” Charlotte turned away to focus on whatever it was she was sorting on the counter.

Bridgette’s eyes got wide. “So, wait. There’s no connection to your body if your head isn’t inserted?” Bridgette got up without a sound. She approached her friend quietly, cautiously.

Charlotte sighed and rummaged through the papers and envelopes in front of her. “Bingo. I didn’t really think about what it meant to turn down those options, only that it would save money to not include them. I should probably go back and- AAAUH?!”

Bridgette firmly grabbed Charlotte’s head over both of her ears. Charlotte turned herself to face Bridgette, but her head stayed facing away, smoothly rotated from her neck augmentation. Before Charlotte could resolve her confusion over her backwards head and grab Bridgette, Bridgette raised Charlotte’s head out of her body into the air and started to dash away, giggling madly.

”HEY! BRIDGETTE! YOU FRIGGIN’ GOOBER!” Charlotte yelled. She started laughing right along with Bridgette.

Meanwhile, the headless Charlotte’s reaction was harder to read. When the shock of her sudden beheading wore off, her arms reached all around her for any sign of Bridgette. Coming up as empty as her neck, Charlotte put her hands on her hips.

Bridgette and Charlotte watched, still giggling. “Look at this idiot,” Bridgette said.

”I know, she’s so brainless,” Charlotte replied, laughing harder. “She should really do something about it.”

Her headless body seemed to take her advice. She raised her hands in front of her with her arms bent. She began a clumsy swaying walk forward with her hands subconsciously making circles in the air.

”Wax on, wax off,” quipped Bridgette. They both burst into laughter again.

”She’s got the ‘off’ part down pat!” said Charlotte.

”Eh, that’s good enough for now. She can learn ‘on’ later.” Bridgette started walking away from her friend’s headless body.

”Yeah, I don’t feel like teaching her right now, either. I’ve got some good movies in my room if you’ll take me there!”

”Deal!” Moments later, Bridgette had Charlotte’s head in Charlotte’s room with the door closed.

The decapitated Charlotte was unaware of what she was missing out on. She was barely aware that her hands had found the front of her refrigerator. She patted it down, recognized it wasn’t her head or Bridgette, and continued searching. There was no rush or panic; she moved deliberately around her apartment for any signs of her absent skull. Tables, counters, cabinets, shelves - no head or friend to be found anywhere.

It took her about fifteen minutes to scour her apartment. The only room she hadn’t tried was the one that was locked (Bridget and Charlotte had laughed from behind it, but made no move to let her body in). She eventually found another unlocked door and opened it, continuing to venture forward in blind hope.

She didn’t realize she had walked out of her front door. Bridgette and her head didn’t hear it over the action movie playing for their entertainment. The headless woman stumbled her way onwards into the world.

Hopefully her friend and her head realize it sooner rather than later.

———————

More images await at Patreon.com/LackingCPU - updates guaranteed on the 1st of every month, with some exclusives that will never make it to DeviantArt