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Claire's Little Helper
By Emma Smith
Sunday, 25 August 2002
Chapter 1 Update
I suppose I should start by bringing people up to date with some of the things
that have happened to me since last time. To be honest there isn't a great deal
to tell but I'll give you the highlights, such as they are.
I've had a few more trips out and my sister has been much more responsible on
calling on me as her stand in. In fact she hasn't done it to me since last time.
She did take me out to a very good club once as myself though and I had a great
time.
I've taken to putting up a map of London in my room. On it I've marked the places
I've been out as myself. It's a big city and, as yet, there aren't that many
marks but it's something that gives me hope when I see it every day.
I had a fairly close call at work when some of the TG fiction sites I visit
showed up in the web logs. I hadn't been thinking and just gone to check them for
new stuff automatically.
One of our system administrators is a bit hostile and a control freak though the
other is friendlier and she saved the day by arranging an unfortunate accident
for the evidence before anyone else saw it. I must be more careful in future.
Claire is still seeing Brian and they are getting pretty serious about the
relationship. They are thinking about getting engaged and she has been talking
about quitting her job and going for something different.
She told me, "Look I know that to you it must seem like heaven to work surrounded
by clothes all day, but I've been doing it for over four years and it gets very,
very boring."
I had to admit that she had a point, though I bow to nobody in my love of nice
clothes. I'd spent a day doing her job for her and there were long periods where
nothing happened at all.
Tom now has a girlfriend too. Claire fixed him up with one of her friends and
they are getting on fine. I think she felt a bit guilty from our little episode,
but she did find him someone nice and it's always good to see a nice guy get
someone they deserve.
So that's brought you up to date with my life. Nothing that spectacular had
happened recently really.
Chapter 2 Another Party
Claire came round one Sunday evening to collect the things I'd borrowed from her.
I'd meant to return them earlier. Somehow I'd never got round to it and I'd left
the black dress hanging where I could see it every morning and remember wearing
it. It was another of the small tricks I use to help keep myself going when
things get difficult.
Now I had bought my own party clothes and I knew I shouldn't really complain
about giving her stuff back.
"So, do you feel like another night out?" she asked me.
"When?"
"This weekend maybe?"
"It's very tempting, let me just check my diary for Saturday. Oh it's blank,
you're on."
"Where shall we go?"
"What about starting where we went last time and then moving on somewhere new?"
"Sounds almost like a plan, except that it's not deciding anything."
"Picky. Well, we could choose somewhere now but would we want to go there then?"
"How do we know?"
"Exactly. Time?"
"Be ready for eight. I shall be looking fabulous, you'd better watch out!"
"Claire, that gives me nearly a whole week to go shopping. You'd better watch
out!"
After she had gone I went back to the map and looked it over. With any luck I'd
claim a little more of it this weekend.
Then I tried to collect my wits and think about the week ahead. Another Monday
didn't fill me with much excitement. Saturday seemed a very long way away on the
other side of a boring week.
Chapter 3 Claire Visits
On Tuesday evening Claire came to see me again. She seemed to be a bit worked up
so I gave her a drink and allowed her to settle down before asking any questions.
"Do you remember meeting a friend of mine called Mike quite a while ago?" she
asked.
"Vaguely, is he sort of quiet and shy and quiet?"
"Maybe, it doesn't really matter if you remember him anyway. I went to see him
yesterday. He's not in very good shape at the moment."
I indicated interested and waited for her to continue.
"Well, it turns out he might have your problem, but he can't deal with it the way
you have. His personality is very different. I'm worried about him, I think he
might be going to crack up."
"Might have?"
"He seems to be very confused and depressed. I had a hard time getting him to say
anything at all. I could see it was nearly killing him to talk to anybody about
it but in the end he told me enough, given that I know you, to put it together."
"You mean?"
She glared at me. "I like him and we're going to help him."
"I suppose you've got a plan." Those were scary words; I'd been part of her plans
before.
"Yes I have. It's very clever and I need your help with it. Forget that party on
Saturday, you're taking a new girl out somewhere. We all have to make sacrifices
sometimes."
"Is that the plan then?"
"Yes, you take him out somewhere safe. That will be fun for him and open his eyes
a bit. When you tell him that you're not really me that will show him what can
possible if he wants. He'll also know about you then and that he's not the only
one going through this. It might really help him."
"And what will you be doing while I'm doing this?"
"I'll be with Brian, and we'll be making sure that the evening goes perfectly."
"I'm not sure about this you know."
"Please, do it for me."
She got that look in her eye again that won't take any nonsense and I had to
agree.
"Oh, I know I won't get any peace otherwise. Okay, I'll do it."
"Excellent. Then Operation Cinders is go."
"Remind me again, which of us is the ugly sister?"
"Don't even ask, and get me another drink."
"Slave driver."
Chapter 4 Special Delivery
Claire went to see Mike again on Wednesday evening. She'd spent an hour or so
shopping after work in the department store where she worked and she had brought
the things she'd bought with her.
Her bag also contained the results of a visit to a small and somewhat tacky
specialist shop. She'd rather not have gone there but it was the only place a
couple of items could be easily and quickly bought.
"I have a present for you."
"What sort of present?"
"These." She handed him a bag containing two complete outfits and everything
needed to go with them.
"But! What are these for?"
"I was listening very carefully to you the other day. This is your chance to find
out what you want. We're going out on Saturday. You're going to wear one of these
outfits, everything you need is in there."
"Me, wear this?"
"That's right my dear. I am your somewhat excitable and easily annoyed Godmother,
blah, blah, etc., etc."
"I can't go out looking like a girl. What are people going to say?"
"Who's she? What's your phone number? Hi Princess! You have beautiful eyes? Have
you seen my sports car? Men will say anything. Don't believe a word of it. They
only want one thing; usually it's the remote control for the Tele."
"Don't kid me about this!"
"I'm not. I think we'll be able to make you look good enough to enjoy it. You've
got until Saturday to get used to the clothes and everything. Don't worry about
make-up, I'll sort that for you."
"This is all a bit of a shock."
"There are a couple of books and magazines in the bag too. Read them, I'll be
asking questions later."
"Can I really do it?"
"Only you know that, but when did you last go out anywhere?"
"I can't think, it was a long time ago."
"Exactly, time to get out there and see what you're made of. I think it will
work."
He looked torn and a little confused for a while. Then he took a dress out of the
bag and held it up.
"Don't tell me you don't want to wear that, it's the most fashionable and sexy
thing we've got in our shop. It's been approved by experts as a behaviour
modification device for men."
"It is pretty you know."
"Well then, what do we say?"
"Thanks Claire, I'll do it."
"It's nothing to be frightened of." She put her hand on his shoulder. "You may
not like it, you may never do it again, but if you don't try it and it's what you
really always wanted then you're just running away from yourself."
"Nice speech, didn't I hear it on some TV show? Oh I'm sorry, you're right, I
should find out and thanks for everything you've done."
Claire took an eye pencil from her bag and tapped her friend on the shoulder.
"I always wanted to do this. You shall go to the ball!"
"It's still scary. I'm getting nervous already."
"Don't, just get practising and I'll call you later."
Chapter 5 A Plan Comes Together
Claire called me at work on Thursday. I was in a meeting when she rang but I got
a message from one of the girls in the office.
"She said it was something to do with her Operation. Poor lass, I didn't know she
was ill. You never said anything about it before."
"Well, it's nothing serious, she's going to be fine."
"You never know with operations though do you? That reminds me of that time I was
in hospital. Those doctors don't know anything really. They had no idea what was
wrong with me at all. Well, it all started."
"I'm sorry Julie, I have to finish this report today or else I'm in big trouble.
Maybe you can tell me all this some other time?"
"Oh, all right then. I'll see you later."
"What is it about hospitals and operations?" I thought, "When my mother and her
friends get together it sounds like a medical convention. I'll see your
appendectomy and raise you complications on a transplant. I'd better call her
back and find out what's going on."
"Hi, Claire, did it go okay?"
"Yes, I've given him all the stuff he needs. Are you all set."
"I'll be round on Saturday afternoon to get ready."
"You're going to a small club in the middle of town. I've arranged a table."
"And what else have you arranged?"
"I don't want to spoil it for you."
"Why does that make me nervous?"
"Don't worry, it's going to be great."
"I'm worrying. It's only natural when you start planning things."
"See you on Saturday, it will all be fine."
After I'd talked to her I had trouble concentrating on my work, but I forced
myself. I managed to finish the boring document I was writing. I wondered if
anyone would ever read it or should I shred it straight away?
Oh well, it pays the rent, and the clothing bills, they've been quite heavy this
month. I've bought a new outfit for Saturday and now I'll be wearing one of
Claire's. Never mind, I'll get my money's worth out of it next time we go out.
Chapter 6 Getting Ready
I arrived at Claire's flat with plenty of time to get ready. She was waiting to
welcome me and looked pleased about something. When she smiles like that it makes
me nervous.
"I'll leave you to it then, use any of my stuff you like. You know what looks
good on me." She told me.
"Right. Where's Brian then?"
"He's getting ready at home."
"You're not making him dress up for this as well? He's pretty tall for a girl."
"No, not that. He has his own job to do tonight. I'll be there too. You won't
notice me because I'm a master of disguise." She said this to me with a straight
face.
I laughed and went into her bedroom, wondering what she was planning. Once again
I changed myself into a good likeness of her. I really was wishing that I could
just go out as myself, but I had agreed to do this and I had to go through with
it.
Tonight I was wearing a short blue dress and I'd picked some nice things to go
with it. I'd gone for slightly too much make-up. I wanted people to notice me
first tonight so I could deflect unwanted attention away from my probably nervous
friend.
"Well?"
"Not bad, you need to lose a couple of pounds, but very presentable overall?"
"Ha! I'll lose weight just with worrying about what you're doing."
"No bitching. Stick to the plan tonight, everything will be just magical."
"Yes you cynical godmother you. Just don't hit me with the magic wand again."
The door buzzed.
"Ah! Your carriage has arrived. I thought a taxi would be safer than mixing with
lots of people on public transport."
"Good thinking. I'll whiz round and get her ready."
"Right. Make this good tonight or you're going to be for it."
I saluted ironically and left the flat. I got into the taxi, a minicab rather
than a black cab. It was the first one I'd ever seen that looked brand new, and
I'd been in London for over ten years. Maybe it was my sister using her magic
godmother powers? I chuckled to myself.
"Nice car you've got here. Looks like you only got it yesterday."
I got some mumbling in a weird accent in reply. No surprises there to anyone
who's ever used a minicab in London.
Funnily, though I could only see the back of the guy's head and he was wearing a
cap I had the odd feeling he was familiar. I really couldn't place him so I put
it to one side and gave him the address.
Chapter 7 The Collection
I knocked on the door of Mike's flat and was a little surprised when the door
opened. She hadn't waited to be dressed up and had got herself ready.
"Hi Claire, I'm Mel tonight."
"Well, you don't seem to have left me that much to do. I thought it might have
taken a while to get you sorted out."
I went into the flat and looked her over. She had done a pretty good job. I made
a few tweaks to her make-up and styled the wig a little better but that was about
all I had to do.
She had chosen the better dress of the two that Claire had bought for her. It was
black, fairly long with a slit skirt and off one shoulder. It didn't show too
much flesh but was sexy and it looked good on her; I hoped it would be manageable
and wear easily as well. Black always looks good on anybody and it was working
for her.
I took some glitter powder from my bag and sprinkled a small amount of it on her
as though it was magic dust.
"There, the transformation is now complete!"
"It feels good."
"Not bad for a couple of days study. Now it's time for the exam. I've got a taxi
waiting. Are you ready for this?"
"Yes, I think so. I've been thinking about it all the time since you mentioned
it."
"Remember. Let me do the talking, use gestures, smile and nod, touch people more.
Things like that. Say as little as possible tonight. You can't learn everything
in a couple of days. Voices are very tricky things."
"I'll try to remember everything. I've been working hard on this."
"Okay, get your bag then and let's get going."
Chapter 8 The Club
She walked out of the flat with me and I watched her lock the door and drop the
keys in her bag. I remembered how I'd felt the first time I'd crossed my own
threshold and done this.
The taxi driver continued to be unintelligible but he did at least know his way
around London. He took us to the end of the street where the club was.
I wanted to give Mel a chance for a little walk to show herself off and gain some
confidence. I gave the driver two tips, some extra money and the name of a place
that teaches English to foreigners.
I took her arm to steady her and we walked down the street. As we got near the
club a man came running up and gave Mel a rose, and then he disappeared again.
Once more I got an odd feeling of familiarity though it was quite dark and I
couldn't see him very well.
"Well, you're making an impression already." I told her.
"I didn't do anything, but this is fun!"
"Good, just enjoy it."
We were shown to our table in the club and I started to look over the menu and
assess the surroundings.
I decided this was a safe enough place to be, small and cosy with maybe about ten
tables and a small dance floor. There was going to be a singer, a band playing
and some dancing later.
When the waiter came I got a surprise. It was Brian, wearing a very bad fake
moustache and dressed up for the job. I tried not to laugh or give anything away.
It wasn't easy.
I wondered why he was wearing the fake hair; he'd never met my companion before
anyway according to my sister. I suppose he thought he was in disguise and that's
what secret agents always wear.
"Would madam care to see the wine list?"
I let him give the list to Mel and smiled, watched her enjoying the first real
experience of being treated as a woman. I wondered where Claire was and how much
all this had cost to set up.
A little while later I ordered for both of us and we chatted as we waited for the
food to arrive. While were sat there a man came up and asked Mel for her phone
number. I managed to gently deflect him, telling him were just having a quiet
night out and my friend had been feeling a bit unwell lately.
"You made another friend there!"
"I can't seem to help it tonight. I'm not doing anything though."
I was wondering about the strange effect she was having on men tonight all
through the meal. I also wondered why I wasn't making much of an impression on
them tonight; normally I get some sort of reaction from somebody. Then the lights
changed and the singer came on.
She was very good and she looked stunning, with her short black dress and long
black hair. She had a very nice voice too. She sang several popular and familiar
songs. Everyone enjoyed them and applauded. When she went down to visit the
tables for one of the numbers she got a good deal of attention from the men,
which she accepted gracefully.
"She's good isn't she?"
"Yes." I said, "Looks like we've got some competition tonight."
Then the dancing started. I watched yet another man come and whisk Mel off for a
dance. Brian quickly came and grabbed me by the hand. He had lost the moustache
and the waiter outfit somewhere along the way.
"Is she going to be okay with him?" I whispered.
"It's okay. I'm watching them, so is Claire."
"Where is she?"
"Around here somewhere. Don't worry."
"She's having a good time tonight."
"That was the plan. I'm pleased it's working."
"Can you move your hand up just a little, you are almost engaged you know."
"Yes, to a wonderfully kind, woman, who is sometimes totally and exasperatingly
mad."
"I know exactly what you mean."
"Concentrate on your dancing. You need some more practice."
The dancing went on for quite a while, until the early hours in fact and at the
end of it I managed to collect Mel from her new admirer, making sure that he went
home happy and didn't think he'd just been ditched. I hold him she'd promised to
make sure I got home.
"How was that then?"
"Wonderful. I haven't had so much fun in ages."
Right, I'll pay the bill and then we had better head off back home. This was my
first chance to use my new credit card, with my girl's name on it. I hid it under
the bill so Mel couldn't see the name wasn't Claire. I didn't want to let her in
on the secret just yet, even though it was past midnight now.
Chapter 9 Past Midnight
We walked out of the club and I raised my arm for a taxi. Within a few seconds
one appeared. I noticed it was the same one that had brought us here earlier.
"Now isn't that an amazing coincidence?" I mused. We got in.
"Well, it's a small world. Take us home please."
He did so and very soon we were back at her flat. I dropped her off and went in
for a few minutes. I pulled a camera out of my bag and persuaded her to pose for
a couple of pictures.
"I'll send you the pictures tomorrow."
"Claire, I want to thank you for tonight. I've had a great time, the best in
ages."
"Well, you should do. She thinks a lot of you, but you'll have to wait until
tomorrow. You see I'm really Claire's brother."
"No!"
"Yes. She got me to do this so you'd know what was possible and that your friends
are in this with you as well."
"I'd never have guessed. Are you kidding me?"
"No. I'm going back to meet her now. She just wanted you to have some fun and got
me to help."
"Tell her it was great, though I don't know what I'm going to do yet."
"That wasn't the idea tonight. We just wanted you to see that there are things
you can do, and people you can do them with. You can have some fun if you want
to. Don't hide yourself away from everybody."
"That's very kind of you both. Tell her I'll call tomorrow." She was really
smiling now.
"Good night!"
Chapter 10 Fresh out of Pumpkins
I left her to her pleasant thoughts and then got the taxi driver to take me back
to Claire's place. The lights were on and I knew she was in. I wondered where
she'd been tonight. I hadn't seen her anywhere. I let myself in and shouted for
her.
"Claire? Are you around here?"
"Yes. I'm here. Did you like my act?"
She came bouncing out of the bedroom and I saw the sultry raven-haired singer
from the club. My expression must have been a picture, which is why she pulled
out her camera and made it one.
"Ha! Sis, that's one for the family album all right. That look is priceless. I
hope I don't ever look like that." She gave me a twirl, showing off her short
dress.
"Okay, what's the rest of it and who's the guy in the taxi?"
"Well we were originally going to go to a party tonight remember and I didn't
want to miss out on the fun. I thought if I was going to help someone else's
dreams come true I could get in on the act too."
"By singing at the club?"
"I've always wanted to do that. I felt so sexy tonight. You're not the only one
who can dress up you know."
"You looked damn good. And the taxi driver with the speech impediment?"
"Didn't you recognise your escort to the last party?"
"Tom! No!"
"Yeah, he agreed to help me out. He makes a good taxi driver, even when dealing
with difficult and sarcastic customers."
"Okay, you got me there. The mysterious men drooling over Mel all night?"
"My friends, I paid the club tonight so I could get on stage and I got a few of
my men friends to help out."
"What did you tell them?"
"Obviously not everything."
"So you didn't set Mel up then?"
"No, they didn't know. I just pointed the guys in her direction with orders to be
nice and to pretend not to know me, you that is. She did well tonight for her
first time out. Very well in fact, I'm pleased for her."
"You took quite a risk, what if it hadn't worked out. What would your friends
have said?"
"They could have handled it, I wouldn't be friends with people who couldn't."
Well, you are looking very pleased with yourself. You look like the cat that
swallowed an entire lorry full of cream."
"It seems entirely justified to me. I am now a successful and qualified Fairy
Godmother. Balls arranged, dreams made true, wishes granted. Apply within."
"I think you've done a very good job on this one. We can declare Operation
Cinders a complete success. Just one important question remains.
"Yes? What is it?" She looked at me expectantly.
"Any chance of getting the money back that I gave to Tom for the taxi?"
Her annoyed and disconcerted expression coincided exactly with the flash from my
camera.
"Another one for the album I think."
The End
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