Zamasu: That's Zami, my stepdaughter I believe? Anyway, I'm so proud of her!

Zami: Oh hey Zamasu, what's up? I'm just practicing with my scythe. I'm a cheerleader at school and I like to use my scythe instead of a silly flag to practice with.

Lady Zamasu: That's great sweetie! *hugs her*

Black: *smiles at Zami and hugs her* I'm also proud of you.

Zami: Thanks Dad, thanks Mom. *goes back to practicing with her scythe and accidentally slices a piece of Black's hair* Whoopsie, sorry Dad.

Black: *touches his hair* It's okay, you didn't take too much off.

Rosy: Hey Black, what's that bald spot on your head?

Black: There's no bald spot on my head, is there?

Rosy: Yeah, it's huge! *snickers*

Black: *gets a mirror and looks* No there's not.

Rosy: Then what's that? *points to the back of his head*

Black: *looks* AAAHHHH!!!!! MY HAIR!!!!!!

Rosy: *laughing at him* Hahaha! Got you! *holds up a can of instant fake bald spots*

Black: Rosy! You're grou-

Rosy: *holds up a knife* I'm sorry, what were you going to say?

Black: N-nothing!

Rosy: What I thought.