The Baby Bear with Three Eyebrows

Once upon a time, there was a baby bear who woke up one morning to find that his face has grown a third eyebrow. He was washing his face as part of his daily waking up routine when his fingers scrubbed hair in place of bare skin in between his two other eyebrows. "Woah," said the baby bear. He patted his face dry with a towel and inspected his face in the bathroom mirror.

He thought this new unique trait should set him apart from other baby bears, which was very cool. "This is very cool," he said.

He dressed up and ate a bowl of champorado for breakfast, and drank a bottle of milk. He brushed his teeth after, combed his hair, and he was ready to begin his first day as a baby bear with three eyebrows.

As he walked the path from his front door to his gate, he greeted his pet mongrel Shadow, who was sprawled in the grass on the front lawn. "Hey, Shadow. Guess what? I have --- "

"Mwahahahahaha!" Shadow blurted out, paws on his tummy, humor tears sprinkling out of his eyes. "Baby bear, you have one eyebrow!"

"No," protested the baby bear. "I've got three, but they're so close together that they look like a single eyebrow."

But Shadow was too busy rolling across the lawn and hysterically laughing to hear him.

"Oh, whatever," said the baby bear, and he walked down the street.

"Hey, baby bear," someone chirped from above. He looked up and saw a couple of maya birds perched on a high branch of a tree.

"Hey, maya birds," he replied. "Guess what? I have --- "

"Heeeheeeheeeheehee!" giggled the maya birds. "Baby bear, you've got one eyebrow!"

"No," protested the baby bear. "I've got three, but they're so close together that they look like a single eyebrow."

But the maya birds were so busy laughing to hear him, and couldn't help but topple over into a bush.

The baby bear left them stuck and laughing and walked off his annoyance towards a nearby mall. He went into the small grocery in the basement and as he put his bottle of milk before the cashier, she said, "Hey, baby bear, do you know that you have one eyebrow?" And before he could protest, she started laughing so hard her socks and shoes flew off.

"Hhhhh... that's it!" said the baby bear, storming off and leaving the milk and the laughing cashier. He went up the second floor of the mall and into the barber shop there.

"No comments about my eyebrow! I mean, eyebrows!" he yelled at his favorite barber, who was reading the newspaper, whose headline read: Baby Bear With A Single Eyebrow Spotted. "And no laughing about the matter, either!"

"OK," said the barber, and he took out his barber kit.

"Listen," said the baby bear, "I have three - three! Eyebrows. They're so close together that they look like one. Shave off the third one to get this over with."

"OK," said the barber. "Go ahead and hop up on your favorite barber shop chair,"

"Nope," said the baby bear. "Do it right here where I'm standing, right now. The sooner it's done, the better."

"OK," said the barber.

"Done," said the barber.

"Thank you," said the baby bear, and he gave the barber a handsome tip, and hurried home - he's running late for his violin practice.

When he reached home, Shadow was resting under the shadow of the water apple tree. The mongrel commented, "Hey, baby bear, nice single eyebrow, Bro." And he got busy rolling across the lawn and hysterically laughing his canine ass off.

Puzzled, the baby bear went inside and checked the mirror. "Oh no," he said, "That stupid barber shaved off my left eyebrow instead of the middle one!"