Being sick is a pain. Here I am, back at work, and the last 5 days I’ve not only been sick, but it’s resisting treatment like a mother. Three years sitting at home and I had one sniffle. Back to work–BOOM! Sick. Coincidence? I think not!
It didn’t help that I had to so a lot of running yesterday. Friday was a long drive, and yesterday I spent the day with my daughter, who was doing a competition for her middle school orchestra. She plays cello, and plays very well, and she was part of a group ensemble as well as a member of a quartet. So it was run her over to the school, wait around, watch her play, wait some more, run some more . . . it was pretty much a most of the day thing for me.
Since I wasn’t writing, I was thinking. Thinking about stories, but mostly . . . I was thinking about Kerry.
Kerry is an old role playing character who is, at the moment, on hold. The game, that is; it’s sort of in limbo. Kerry’s girlfriend, Annie, has been way busy in real life, and because of that it’s been pretty much impossible for her to do anything with her character.
That doesn’t mean I don’t. I dream up story lines for them all the time; it’s something I do to keep me amused. And to keep the brain working, because the moment you let the idea machine die down, then you’re screwed. You might be able to get work churning out scripts for Micheal Bay movies, but that’s about all you’re going to do, my friend.
My mind went to a part of history that, for Kerry and Annie, takes place from Boxing Day, 2015, to New Years Day, 2016. At that point he’s 15 and she’s 16, they’re on holiday from school, and Annie’s gotten permission to visit her boyfriend for the holidays. Both parents know, so all is cool. Kerry lives in Cardiff, Wales, and Annie lives in Pamporovo, Bulgaria, and getting from Point A to Point B takes very little time, since they use magic to get around.
Yeah, Kerry and Annie are able to do that. Very cool when you’re able to skip flying coach for 5 hours.
So everything is set for the Yule visit. The plans were made back in August, things were made very cool, parents are looking forward to letting the kids spend more time together–
Yeah, but lets throw in a twist of semi-epic proportions.
See, Kerry has a problem. Well, it’s not a problem, but it can be a freak-out for people who aren’t quite used to having an open mind:
Kerry’s also a girl.
Not a girl in that he’s got both genitals or something like that. Nope. In his history he finds out that he would have had a sister, but two years before he was born his mother miscarried with her. It would seem, however, that something of her was left behind, and when Kerry was conceived and began to develop, this–call it an essence–latched on and became part of him.
So, for the longest time, deep down inside he had this female part of him that was always there, but could only appear when he wanted it to show. And once he began learning transformitive magic, this part of him began to knock on his brain and let him know she was there–
So by 2015, Kerry has known he can become a girl, a full and complete girl, and so has Annie. And so do both sets of parents.
Where does the problem come into play? Kerry has to have bi-annual physicals, so that the people who keep track of all this magic stuff can see how he and she are developing. He’s a rather unusual person, and this sort of condition comes around maybe once every 75 to 100 years. And it was during his physical at the beginning of October that caused all hell to break loose–
That was when she had her first period. Oh, sure, it was a little late, but when you’ve only been a girl part-time, it’s easy to miss that sort of thing.
The worst part is, when he’s having his period while in “girl form”, as Kerry likes to say, he can’t switch back to being a boy; there’s just too much trauma going on inside her body to allow it. So he gets “stuck”, and thus it becomes necessary for him to stay as his now fully actualized female half, Cassidy.
Now, Cassidy is trying to figure out how to control her body, how to lessen her cycles and reduce them to the point where she only has to deal with this for maybe a day, but for now, Kerry has needed to adjust his life so that when it comes time to have “the monthlies”, he becomes Cassidy and . . . deals.
She knows her cycles–which I figured out months ago–and Kerry becomes Cassidy when needed so she can work on her body. And with her cycles, it turns out that with the coming of the Yule Holiday, it’s going to be Kerry going to bed on Christmas Eve, but it’ll be Cassidy coming down to enjoy Christmas.
So Annie shows up all ready to spend the rest of Yule with her–girlfriend. Yeah, she’s cool with it. She knows the guy she fell in love with is inside that cute, red headed (or as Annie and Kerry would say, “ginger”), pink and black glass frame wearing girl, and it’s not stopped them from remaining a couple.
Cassidy still feels a little bad, though. She’d really wanted Annie to spend time with her as Kerry, but damn that dim red tide, you know? So, knowing a couple of months before this was coming, Kerry made plans . . .
From Boxing Day to New Year’s Eve, they are out and about, seeing the sights of Cardiff, shopping, relaxing, just being a couple of girls off for Yule. One day Cassidy teleports Annie and Cassidy’s parent to London for lunch and some sightseeing–yeah, she can do that, and Annie and she are pretty good at that.
But the real fun comes New Year’s Eve.
First, both girls get all dressed up. Pretty dressed, dress shoes, makeup, hair, jewelry . . . Cassidy actually enjoys this: she was told by a friend to “embrace your inner beauty”, and she does. Annie knows they are going somewhere for dinner, but she doesn’t know where.
When the time comes, Cassidy and Annie say goodbye to Cassidy’s parents, she takes Annie’s hand, and they teleport–
Off to a restaurant they both visited, and loved, when they were in Paris over the summer. Annie is very happy, because she remembers the fun they had here, eating and talking and falling even more in love with Kerry, and he with her. The girls enjoy their evening, but when 10:30 rolls around Cassidy says they have to go, it’s very important because they have an appointment.
Annie goes along with it, not knowing what’s happening. She finds out moments later when Cassidy takes her hand, and they teleport again–
This time to Annie’s house in Pamporovo, Bulgaria. They surprise her parents, who weren’t expecting to see her again until the end of school. Cassidy said she thought they might enjoying seeing in the new year with Annie, and all do just that, with lots of hugs and toasts and nibbling on little treats that Annie’s mother just happened to make.
Of course, at midnight, Cassidy and Annie steal out onto her back porch, and have a kiss, something quick but passionate, because Annie doesn’t want to be discovered.
It’s 12:30 AM, and time to go. Cassidy takes Annie’s hand and they teleport–
Back to Paris. See, Bulgaria is GMT +2, and Paris is GMT +1, so it’s 11:30 PM back in the City of Lights, which means it’s still 2015. Time to bring in the new year again, and they do so from the roof of a building, surrounded by a few other wizards and witches who are enjoying the fireworks going off around the Eiffel Tower.
They wait until almost 12:30 again, and once more Cassidy teleports them–
Back to her home. Cardiff is GMT +0 time, and once again they’re back in the last half hour of 2015. They explain what they’ve done, which Cassidy’s parents find amazing. But when you have a son/daughter with magical powers, hey, this becomes the norm.
And at the stoke of midnight Cassidy and Annie creep into the kitchen and have another kiss, and this time Annie says the words that make up the title of this post (translated: “Three kisses for New Years”), followed by, “How can I be so lucky to have you?”
The story didn’t stop there, however. Oh, no. They finally go off to bed. They are sharing a room–why not? They’re both girls, right? No harm there. Of course, when they’re getting ready, Annie is very huggy, and very kissy, and as the lights in the room go off, it seems as if they’ve left their flannels on the floor and that they’re going to do something they’ve yet to explore–
I have to admit, I whispered Annie’s name as I climbed into bed myself last night. Not surprising: I’m close to Annie’s “owner”, I guess you could say, and I miss our interaction. And of late there has been a lot of loneliness in my life, so slipping back into the lives of Annie and Kerry–and by extension, Cassidy–not only helped pass the time while I waited for my daughter to play, but helped reaffirm my feelings that love does exist, that it’s there for us to have an enjoy–and sometimes you find that perfect love, like Annie and Kerry have found. Even when one of them is busting gender lines, it doesn’t stop them loving each other for who they are.
The least any of us could wish for are three kisses on New Years. And with the coming of tomorrow three times, you have three times to live your life to the fullest–
Or wish for that special someone to come along and make it complete.