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Bullies in Tights Belladonna Alex high-fived his older brother as their cousin stormed out of the room in tears. "That'll show her who's boss," Jordan exclaimed. "The little lesbo," Alex snickered in reply. Jordan chuckled at his brother. Their cousin Mackenzie had gone from flustered to angry to distraught over their relentless teasing over her short hair in short order. Her explanation that she had cut it off for a cancer charity did nothing to sway them away from teasing her about how much of a boy they thought she, now, looked like. That she had always been a girly girl was not lost on the two boys who shared nothing in common with her other than some genetic similarities. Indeed, Alex bore such a resemblance to her that people occasionally mistook Alex and his one-year younger cousin for twins when they were out in public together. It was something that his brother never tired of teasing Alex for. Alex tried to deny it, but with her short hair, the only thing that clearly distinguished them from a distance was their clothing. When their parents left them alone for the first time, the two boys took the chance to step-up their taunting of their cousin. Jordan had resented her from the moment she was born, since he felt that his mother doted on her niece more than she ever did on him. Alex shared his brother's vehement dislike of her, even though, sometimes, he was not sure why he did so. With the girl chased from the room, the boys changed the channel on the television and flipped through them before settling on a program. As the time their parents told them they would be back approached, Jordan looked to Alex and shouted, "Go see what the little princess is up to." "Why don't you do it?" Alex rejoined. "Cause I told you too," Jordan snarled. "You're the one Mom and Dad left in charge," Alex countered. "You looking to get your ass kicked?" Jordan retorted. Alex huffed as he got to his feet, feeling as if the beating he would take from his brother for refusing his order was not worth it. Alex called out to his cousin but heard nothing. He shook his head as he made a few threats while he walked up the stairs. Still hearing no response, Alex searched each room for her, but found no trace of her. Alex started to worry as he hurried down the steps and checked each room of the downstairs. His frantic efforts caught Jordan's attention as he approached the living room. "What's going on?" Jordan asked, pushing himself up on the couch. "I can't find her!" "What do you mean you can't find her?" Jordan replied with a shake of his head. "She's not here," Alex shouted, feeling his heart continuing to race. "You're so stupid," Jordan retorted as he pushed Alex. Alex's back slapped against the wall before Jordan started screaming Mackenzie's name along with a few threats. Hearing nothing, Jordan searched every room with Alex. As they reached the last place they thought she could be hiding, Jordan glanced coldly at his brother. "Dude, she's not anywhere," Jordan replied with alarm that was not lost on his younger brother. "What are we going to do? Mom's going to kill us!" "We have to find her!" "Shit," Alex exclaimed as he caught a glimpse of his parent's car pulling into the driveway. "Run," Jordan yelled at his brother. Alex rushed after his brother while he ran up the stairs. They turned towards their bedrooms before Jordan's eyes caught sight of his cousin's suitcase. "In here," Jordan said. Alex followed behind his older brother as they entered Jordan's bedroom, where their Aunt and cousin were staying for the weekend. Jordan slammed the door closed behind them before Alex asked, "What are we doing in here?" "You need to be Mackenzie." Alex stared blankly at his brother before he replied, "I'm Alex." "You're going to be Mackenzie," Jordan countered as he pulled open Mackenzie's bag. "Oh, no I'm not," Alex replied as they heard their parents opening the front door. "Kids," the boys' father bellowed. "Up here, Dad," Jordan replied, trying to sound calm. "Where's Alex?" "Up here with me and Mackenzie," Jordan replied as he yelled through the door. Chris stared down at his red-eyed niece that was standing beside him. They had found her on the corner of the block, sobbing about what her two cousins had said her and the way that Jordan had kept pulling at her short hair. "Really?" Chris retorted as he crossed his arms. "Yes," Jordan responded before throwing a pair of pink leggings at Alex. "I'm not putting these on," Alex replied in a low, growling tone as he held the soft leggings in his hands. "Do it," Jordan threatened in a hushed, but menacing tone. Mackenzie went to speak before Chris put his hand in front of her mouth and yelled up the stairs, "Mackenzie, are you okay?" "Say yes," Jordan ordered his brother. "Yes," Alex replied in a squeaky tone. "I'm coming up there," Chris responded, shaking his head at his sons' pathetic ruse. "Hurry up," Jordan barked. "This is so stupid," Alex said as he pulled off his pants. He lifted one ankle to slip on the leggings before he repeated the action with the other leg. He pulled the soft, pink leggings over his legs before the waistband covered his white briefs. Jordan threw his brother one of Mackenzie's tops as he placed his back to the door. Alex removed his shirt and put on his cousin's oversized, short sleeved, white t-shirt that was emblazoned with a pink heart that bore the words "Dream Big" while they heard their father's footsteps approaching the door. "Grab a headband," Jordan whispered. Alex saw a silver, glitter covered headband in a bag and clutched it. He placed it on his head before they heard a knock on the door. "Who is it?" Jordan replied. "Your father. Open up," Chris retorted, ready to rip into his two young sons. Alex squirmed in his tight fitting leggings that he could not help pulling at. Jordan motioned for Alex to stop fidgeting before he slowly drew the door open to face their father. He forced a smile to his face as he asked, "What can we do for you, Dad?" Chris glared down at his nervous looking son before he said, "You can start by telling me...." Chris came to a sudden stop when he caught sight of Alex. He gazed in stunned silence at his youngest son dressed in his niece's clothing before he continued, "Why did Mackenzie change her clothes since we left?" "Girl stuff," Jordan answered. "Yah...you know...girly girl stuff," Alex added with a nervous nod. "Girl stuff," Chris repeated with a smile as he stared at his blushing son, who was fidgeting with his leggings and headband in contravention of his older brother's orders. "Okay, well come on down in a second, Mackenzie's going shopping with her mother." "When?" Alex shrieked. "In a few minutes. I'll call you when she's ready," Chris replied with a growing smile while he stepped out of the room. Alex and Jordan stared at each other in silence as their father closed the door behind him. "He couldn't tell," Jordan said with some relief. "Aunt Jamie will though," Alex panicked. "No. If we fooled Dad, we can fool her." "This can't work," Jordan yelled. "Mackenzie, are you ready?" Chris yelled from the base of the stairs while his wife led the real Mackenzie out of the home. "This is going to be classic," Chris whispered to Jamie as they waited for the boys' response. "Almost," Jordan answered for Alex while he shook his head. "That didn't sound like my Mackenzie," Jamie yelled up. "I'm here...uh...Mom," Alex replied. "They really think they're getting away with this?" Jamie whispered with a laugh as she clutched her hands together. "You've got to go down there," Jordan ordered his brother. "No freaking way," Alex rejoined. Jamie smirked at her brother-in-law before she started up the stairs. She could hear the boys bickering while she approached the door. She knocked upon it and pushed the door open, prompting Alex and Jordan to cease their quarrelling. As they stood in silence, Jordan nudged Alex to say something. "Yes, Mom," Alex mustered, impersonating his cousin as best he could. "What's this?" Jamie said as she glared down at Alex. Alex gave Jordan a nervous glance as they each wondered if their ruse had failed to trick their Aunt. Jamie shook her head before she said, "That's an around the house outfit and not an appropriate outfit for shopping for a little girl this time of year. It's too cold!" "Sorry," Alex replied, blushing at the admonishment he was receiving in front of his brother. "You should be. You know better than that. Now, get changed." "Uh...uh...," Alex replied as he stared into the bag that Mackenzie had brought with her. Jamie turned towards Jordan and said, "Jordan, can you go downstairs? I have to speak with my daughter alone." "Sure, Aunt Jamie," Jordan answered, thrilled to escape the tension in the room. As Jordan hurried out of the room, Jamie closed the door and said, "Do you need me to help you?" "I...uh....," Alex replied, not sure what his Aunt considered suitable shopping attire as his hands plunged into the bag. "Really, Mackenzie, you're a big girl now. I can't believe you're going to make me dress you like a little baby." "I'm not a baby," Alex whined. He came to a sudden stop and blushed at the sight of the pair of white tights that Jamie pulled out of the bag. "What are those for?" Alex asked with evident alarm. "We're going costume shopping. You're wearing them with the Elsa Costume you want." "Elsa?" "Yes, that thing you've been obsessed with for two years." "Oh, yah. Yah...Frozen. It's super awesome," Alex responded as he felt his cousin would. "Do you want to sing a few verses for me?" Jamie inquired while she removed a black and ivory horizontal striped dress and a pair of silver, glitter ballet flats from the bag. Alex shook his head before Jamie responded, "Don't worry, you can sing it in the car with me." Alex blushed at the thought before his Aunt started to help him take off his top. They removed it before Jamie forced the lace banded, three-quarter sleeved dress with a rounded neckline down over his body. "Do you need help with your tights?" Jamie inquired as Alex's hands explored the lace banding that was holding the dress tightly to his abdomen. "No. I'm good...Mom," Alex answered, still struggling with calling her that word. Alex pulled down his leggings and struggled to get his ankles out of the tight fitting garment. Jamie fought back laughter as her nephew fell over as his legs flailed at his failed attempt to free himself from his leggings. Alex laid on his back and blushed as he came to a stop. "Stop being silly," Jamie replied, laughing more than a little at him before he was able to remove his leggings. With the pink garment finally off, Alex reached for the tights and went to shove his right foot into them. "What are you doing?" Jamie asked, struggling to conceal her amusement. "What?" "You didn't roll down your tights. You always roll them. You're going to put a run in them!" "Oh, I forgot," Alex lied while he started to roll the tights between his palms like Play-Doh. "What are you doing? Not like that," Jamie scolded as she snatched the tights from Alex and rolled them down for him. "Sit on the bed." Alex quivered at the sound of his Aunt's order as he hopped onto the bed. Jamie started bringing the tights up his legs and under the knee length hem of his dress before she said, "You can take it from here." "Yes, mom," Alex replied, not missing a beat before he stood up and pulled the tights up his legs. Once he finished, Alex gazed down at his white tights covered legs that were peaking out beneath the hemline of his dress, feeling that he looked more like his cousin than he ever feared was possible from his shoulders down. Jamie struggled not to laugh at his perplexed expression as she handed him his ballet flats. Alex took them with a silent nod before he placed his feet into the glittered covered flats that were slightly small on him. Alex grimaced at the small silver bow that accented the shoes and seemed to add an exclamation point to the mockery of his masculinity that the outfit had made in his mind. "Now, let's just fix your hair." "What's wrong with it?" Alex asked as he tried to shift his pinched toes. "It's easier to maintain than it used to be when it was long, dear, but we've been over this. You still have to give it the right number of strokes." "Huh?" Alex replied as Jamie took out a brush and made Alex sit on her lap. Jamie made Alex count each of the one hundred brush strokes she made through his hair. Alex felt humiliated being reduced to a little girl on her mother's lap after him and his brother had just experienced the high of having been left alone for the first time. Once Jamie finished with his hair, she said, "And now just a little makeup." "Makeup?" "You never go out without makeup. You're Mommy's pretty little princess, right?" "Yup," Alex replied in a sullen tone, remembering how often he mocked his cousin for being just that. Jamie retrieved the makeup from Mackenzie's bag before she began applying light lipstick and blush to Alex's face. Jamie shook her head as Alex smacked his lips for her, amazed that Alex was putting up with everything she was doing to him and had not realized that she had seen through the ruse from the start. She smiled as she said, "I know you want to wear more makeup, but you're too little. I don't want another tantrum. Do you understand?" "Yes, Mom," Alex replied. "Good. I want you to know that I do it because Mommy loves you and little girls grow up too fast these days." "Okay," Alex responded, confused by his Aunt's sentiment. "Do you want to see how pretty you are?" Jamie asked. Alex nodded his head, even though he had no interest. Jamie took out a pocket mirror and showed Alex. Alex grimaced at his makeup-enhanced reflection. He looked more like his cousin than ever and felt sick to his stomach about the prospect of being seen in public that way. "Come on," Jamie ordered as she got to her feet and held out her hand. Alex shook his head and said, "I don't want to." "Don't be a baby, Mackenzie. I thought we were over the I don't want to phase." "I'm not a baby! We can do it later," Alex whined. "No. We're going now. Halloween is this week." "I'm not going!" "Fine. If you want to act like a baby, I'll treat you like a baby." Alex went to run but Jamie clutched him and threw him over her lap. His tights covered feet kicked in the air as he screamed, "No. I'll be good." Jamie glanced down at Alex's face and saw the defiance drained from him as the reality of the humiliation he would experience from being spanked over his Aunt's lap in a dress had hit him. Jamie raised her palm so Alex could see and said, "Do you promise that you are going to be a good girl?" "I promise! I'm going to be a good girl," Alex pleaded through a scream, mortified by his Aunt's threat. The sound of Jordan's laughter downstairs filled Alex's ears and brought a glare from his father. Jamie placed Alex down and said, "Good. Then, let's go." "Yes, Mommy," Alex replied with a tremble as he clutched Jamie's outstretched hand. Jamie struggled not to laugh at his terrified tone. She led Alex down the stairs. Their footsteps drew Chris towards the staircase. 'Is she really taking him out like that?' He wondered. It had been his wife's idea, and she had already left with the real Mackenzie. He had his chance to object, but he was too angry at the time to do it. Chris did a double take as he looked at his son and saw nothing but a girl. "We'll be back in a few," Jamie said to Chris while she walked towards the door with Alex in toe. Chris could not find the words to respond as he watched them walk out the door. Jordan laughed as he caught sight of his brother and said, "Oh, look at the little princess prisoner." "Jordan," Jamie shrieked while Alex blushed at his brother's laughter. He felt every bit a prisoner as he stood before his brother in the black and white dress, having no control over where he would be taken by Aunt. Jordan froze before Jamie bent down, hugged Alex and said, "You look very pretty. Your cousin is just jealous." "Oh yah, that's right," Jordan replied with a laugh before his father admonished him. Jordan then left the room before Jamie led Alex out the door. 'This has trouble written all over it,' Chris thought while he watched them make their way to Jamie's car. Alex stared around the neighborhood, praying that no one would see him, a sentiment that Chris shared with his son. Chris soon turned his eyes to his oldest son peering out the window at his distraught, feminized brother with a smirk. Chris glared at the older boy while his youngest son was being strapped into a booster seat that was adorned with illustrations of the main characters from the movie Frozen. Jamie locked Alex in place in the seat he felt ashamed to even place his butt on before she closed the back driver side door and got into her car. As she started the vehicle, she turned to Alex and said, "Do you want to listen to the Frozen soundtrack?" Before Alex could answer, Jamie added, "Stupid question, I know, sweetie." Alex cringed as the songs started to play. Jamie saw Alex's displeasure as she pulled the car into the street and said, "Come on, Mackenzie, sing along, baby." Having heard the songs more times than he wished to recall, Alex started to sing it as his Aunt turned up the volume. His Aunt grinned at his forced efforts to appear happy to be singing along. By the time that they reached the Halloween store, the prospect of entering it en femme seemed to be a welcome relief to Alex, since it would get him away from the songs. Jamie turned off the car before she got out and freed Alex from his booster seat. She helped Alex down to the pavement before she took his hand and led him inside. As they moved closer to the building, Alex realized that he might see someone he recognized, causing him to fret to himself, 'God, I hope I don't know anyone here.' Alex looked down at his dress and tights and felt sick over the real possibility that it would happen. He knew he would never live it down if anyone from school caught him posing as his female cousin. It would be the end of his life. He was sure of it. Still, Alex followed behind his Aunt while she led him into the store. Jamie looked around for a minute before she saw where a group of young girls was gathering. "That must be it," she muttered to herself before she tugged on Alex's hand to ensure that he would follow her. Alex followed behind his Aunt before they came to a stop before the Disney costumes that were being sold by the store. Jamie smiled as she looked down at Alex and said, "There it is, baby. That's the costume you wanted." Alex forced a smile onto his face as he tried to seem happy while he looked at the blue dress. Jamie frowned as she looked down at him and said, "You've been talking about this costume all week." "Oh...I love it," Alex replied. "That's it?" Realizing he needed to do a better job of feigning enthusiasm, Alex thought about his cousin's squealing whenever she got something she wanted. He did his best to imitate her as he squealed, "It's the best. It's so pretty. Thank you, thank you, Mom." "It'll make you look like a little princess." Alex blushed at the comment as some of the older girls around them laughed at him for his over eagerness to buy the costume. Jamie pulled it off the rack and put against Alex's body and said, "It's just perfect, isn't it?" "So perfect," Alex replied, clasping his hands the way he often saw his cousin do. "Isn't it pretty?" "It's so pretty. I love it," Alex squealed. Jamie hugged him and said, "I'm so happy. You're such a good girl." "Thanks," Alex replied, forcing a smile to his face. Jamie took hold of a costume wig and wand to pair with the Elsa costume before she looked down at Alex and said, "Now, what did Jordan say he wanted to be?" "I don't know." "I think you do." "A teenage mutant ninja turtle or something," Alex replied. "Oh, you don't have to lie to keep his secret. Aunt Samantha told me all about how he confessed how jealous he was of you." "He did?" Alex asked, stunned by his Aunt's claim. Alex's eyes widened as he realized why his brother dressed him up as Mackenzie in the first place. 'That dick! He wants to be a sissy. He dressed me up like this so I can get my ass kicked for being like him.' "I couldn't believe that he wants to be Elsa too," Jamie added. "I know. It's so weird," Alex responded, unable to hide his anger. "It's not weird," Jamie countered. "He wants to dress like a girl!" "You don't like it when people say you look like a boy!" "No," Alex replied, knowing how his cousin would apply. "So, you shouldn't be teasing him because he wants to look like a girl." "I guess," Alex replied, thoroughly confused by the conversation. Jamie could not help herself from adding, "Although, just between us girls, it's pretty funny that a silly boy would want to look all pretty like us." Alex nodded without saying a word, while struggling not blush. She smiled as she whispered to her nephew to add, "They always come out this time of year too. Just look at that guy over there with the green tights. He probably thinks that people think he's buying the costume for his girlfriend. Yah right..." Jamie laughed at her comment. Alex squirmed at the comment as he stared at the man, wondering if his brother was really like him. Jamie did not leave him much time to ponder the possibility as she pulled two dresses from the rack and said, "These should fit him. Which do you like?" Alex hemmed and hawed before Jamie noted, "Neither is as pretty as your dress. So, you don't have to worry about him wearing it better." "I wasn't," Alex replied before he pointed to the white knit mesh sleeved dress. "Great choice," Jamie said before they picked out a wig and wand for Jordan that was similar to the ones that they had gotten for Alex. They walked up to the cashier before Jamie paid for the purchases. As the cashier handed them the bags containing the costumes and accessories, Jamie stared down at her nephew and said, "I've got a big surprise for you." "What?" Alex asked, fearing whatever new indignity he was sure was coming his way. "I know your cousins have been mean to you." Alex stared blankly at her before she continued, "So, your Aunt Samantha gave me some money to get you a gift from them." "But it's her money," Alex retorted. "No, it's a couple months of your cousins' allowances," Jamie replied with a wink. Alex's jaw dropped before he realized that Mackenzie would be thrilled by the prospect of having her cousins' money spent on her. "That's great, Mommy," Alex squealed, doing his best imitation of Mackenzie. "It'll be great, baby. Imagine when they see the pretty dress they bought you. They're going to be so mad!" "I bet they will," Alex replied, trying in vain to hide his anger as he shook his head. Jamie led her young charge back to the car before she strapped him into his booster seat and began to drive him to a nearby mini-mall. Alex's stomach turned as he looked up at the sign of the store that he knew catered to young girls around his cousin's age. 'This is so fucked up,' Alex thought as his Aunt parked the car. She helped him out of it again before she took him by the hand and led him inside. The exclusively girls attire that the store carried made it clear to Alex that he did not belong there. Alex followed behind his Aunt while she pulled his arm towards a rack of dresses. She smiled while she began to sort through them and said, "They're so pretty, aren't they?" "So, pretty," Alex replied, trying to imitate his cousin's girly-girl enthusiasm for such things. Jamie struggled not to laugh at Alex's half-hearted efforts before she held up a dress to him and said, "This one would be great for you." Before Alex could reply, his Aunt took hold of another dress and held it up to him and said, "Oh, but this one too." She shook her head before she saw another dress on a different rack and picked it off it. She gave them all to Alex and said, "You're going to have to pick just one." Alex nodded in silence, not sure what to do. After a moment of silence, Alex said, "I want this one." Jamie shook her head at Alex as she said, "Don't be silly, dear. You've got to try them on first." "What?" Alex asked before he found himself being tugged towards the dressing room. 'This can't be happening to me,' Alex though while he his Aunt brought him into a stall and removed his dress before she slipped the first dress on over his head. Alex was mortified as he stared down at the two toned dress. The top of the dress was white satin that descended into three layers of tiered pink tulle and was further adorned with a rose sown in at the waist. His Aunt opened the stall door, prompting Alex to inquire, "What are you doing?" Jamie grinned at his nervous tone before she said, "I want to get a good look at you." "Can't you tell already?" Alex asked. "Nonsense. You've got to see how pretty you are too," his Aunt replied before she pushed him out the doors of the stall to model the flower girl dress she had no intention of buying her daughter. Alex's face went white as he was marched towards the three-way mirror in the corner of the dressing room. He stepped up onto the pedestal before it to look at himself in clear view of other little girls and their mothers, who complimented his pretty dress and appearance. Blushing, Alex found himself obliged to thank each woman who said he looked "pretty" and "darling" and "cute as a bug's ear". Jamie grinned as she bent down and said, "Who's that pretty girl in the mirror?" Alex shook his head, blushing before Jamie hugged him and said, "It's okay. Your mean old cousins aren't here. You can say it. Be proud of the beautiful girl you are." "Okay," Alex replied. Jamie hugged him again before she said, "Now, who's that pretty girl?" "Me," Alex replied, struggling not to blush while he heard some of the girls in the changing room snickering at his expense. With the statement made, he was allowed to retreat into his dressing room stall to try on the next dress. As Alex changed out of the dress, he heard his Aunt telling a few of the women about what he and his brother had said to her daughter. Alex could hear their disgusted disapproval and felt badly for what he had said. 'I was only doing what my brother was,' Alex thought as he fought back tears at the sound of the derogatory word that one uninhibited woman described him with before Jamie tried to defend him. As Alex put on the second dress, he noticed that it was more contemporary and like the ones he saw girls at his school wear. After the ordeal of the first dress, stepping out of the stall in the long sleeved, purple, fit and flare dress was far less traumatic for him. He was still nervous about being seen in the geometric patterned lace dress with a ribbon sash at the waist, but the women in the changing room only praised him as he stood before them. Even a few of the girls around his age did the same, following their mothers' lead after they heard what Alex and his brother had said to Mackenzie. 'I can't believe people think I'm a really a stupid girl,' Alex thought, concerned by the reality he perceived. Alex then went and tried on the third dress, which was a mock two-piece design, with a pink cable knit top that descended into a stitched on tulle trimmed, black and white checkered skirt. After modeling it for Jamie, his Aunt settled on purchasing the second dress he had tried on. Alex was happy that Jamie had settled on a dress for his cousin while he put his black and white striped dress back on since it meant that he no longer had try any of them on. He was hopeful that the new dress would be the end of their shopping trip before she noted, "Now, we have to shop for your cousin." "What?" Alex asked. "We have to get Jordan some accessories for his costume." "Like what?" Alex asked as a grin started to come upon his face. "Well, we need to get him tights and shoes. He won't fit into yours." "Right," Alex replied with a nod. Jamie smiled at Alex as she tugged on his arm and led him over to the underwear and picked out a pair of turquoise tights. She smiled at Alex as she said, "I'm getting him turquoise tights so that you two don't match." Alex nodded, hopeful that Mackenzie would turn up and Jordan would be stuck trick or treating with her in the similar outfits, while he wore something less humiliating than what he was stuck wearing at that moment. Jamie clutched the tights in her hand as she moved towards the girls' shoes. She picked up a pair of white, patent leather, kitten heeled, Mary Janes in Jordan's size and smirked. She looked down at Alex and said, "Your cousin is going to freak when he sees them." "I think your right, Mom," Alex replied, unable to hide his mirth while he nodded and thought about what his sissy brother would think about wearing heels in front of them. "Now, don't be jealous of your cousin. You'll get to wear shoes like these soon enough." "I know, Mom," Alex replied, trying to convey that he was slightly jealous of his brother, even though nothing could be further from the truth. Jamie then carried her selections to the cashier and paid for them before she led Alex back out to the car. As she closed the trunk, a sign on a neighboring store caught her eye. Jamie's eyes widened as she thought about dragging Alex into the dancewear store. Jamie smiled as she looked down at Alex before she thought, 'Nah...the boy's suffered enough.' Jamie locked Alex back into his cousin's booster seat before she drove them to Alex's house. As they pulled up in front of Alex's home, Alex's eyes caught sight of his mother's car. 'Oh, great another person who'll gush over the dress,' Alex thought, wishing they would all leave him alone. After Jamie freed him from his emasculating seat, Alex walked towards the home carrying his costume, while his Aunt carried the bag for Jordan. Once the door opened to the home, Alex heard his father yelling at his brother. 'Serves him right,' Alex thought, without knowing why his brother was being yelled at and taking simple joy from the fact that his older brother was being scolded for something. As Alex stepped into the home, he heard his father shout again, "I know that was you. Where is your brother?" "He's around I swear. That was him." "That was you throwing your voice. Do you think I don't know my son's own voice?" 'You didn't know his own face,' Alex thought, partially relieved and disturbed by the perceived fact. Jamie stood and looked perplexed before she looked down at Alex and asked, "Do you know where Alex is?" "I haven't seen him," Alex replied, shaking his head. "I bet he's going to spanked big time for disappearing like this," Jamie responded. "You think?" Alex replied with alarm. "Absolutely," Jamie replied to her nephew, aware that the seeds of fear she planted would be more torture to him than actually taking a spanking. Samantha peered down at her sister and feminized son from the top of the stairs and yelled, "Chris. I found him." "Where was he?" Chris shouted. "Upstairs, in his room." "Did you yell at him?" "No. He's sleeping. He must be taking a nap." "You told me he wasn't in his room," Chris yelled at Jordan. "I swear he wasn't." Alex's eyes widened as he realized that it had to be his cousin beneath the covers. His mother must have not checked closer than seeing the short hair of the child in the bed. 'I've got wake her up...but what am I going to tell her,' Alex wondered as he tried to think of a way of convincing his cousin that she went shopping with her mother that day and not him. It seemed impossible to him as he contemplated it. Samantha came down the stairs and smiled at Alex before she said, "Did you get your costume?" "Sure did, M...Aunt Samantha," Alex replied, catching himself. Samantha nodded with a bemused look before she turned to her sister and asked, "Did you get Jordan's costume?" Jamie nodded with a grin before Jordan walked into the room and asked, "So MACKENZIE, did you get your pretty costume?" Alex blushed as he nodded. "And guess what?" Samantha asked as she turned to her oldest son. "What?" Jordan replied. "Your Aunt and cousin got you that costume you wanted." "What costume?" "We know how much you always wanted to be Mackenzie's twin," Jamie replied. "What the hell are you talking about?" Jordan inquired. "The costume you wanted," Jamie answered as Alex nodded in agreement. "What costume?" Jordan asked with growing alarm. "Mackenzie, go put yours on. This is going to be so darling." "Yes, Mom," Alex replied to his Aunt while he went to scurry up the stairs before Jamie clutched his hand. "No. Mom, I can do it myself," Alex whined, knowing that he needed to free himself and get to his cousin while he pulled at his Aunt's arm. "I'm sorry, but that costume was too expensive. I can't have you tripping and ripping it on the stairs, dear," Jamie explained before she pushed him into the downstairs bathroom. "Where's my costume?" Jordan inquired, growing increasingly worried. "Right here," Jamie replied as she pulled out the dress. Jordan stared at his Aunt in disbelief while he shook his head and said, "That's not my costume." "Sure it is," Samantha responded to her son. "I'm not wearing it," Alex retorted, disgusted by the thought of even touching it. "Baby, you don't have to lie. We know you told your little cousin all about it." "No. I didn't," Jordan rejoined to his mother. "She said that you were going to have a little fit about this. That you didn't want us to know the truth, but she told us so many secrets that only we would know," Samantha replied. Jordan shook his head before Samantha said, "I can call her out here to see if she'll take it all back." "Get her in here," Jordan yelled. "Well, if she doesn't, you're going to be grounded for three months, minimum," Samantha replied. Jordan started to shake, sure that his brother had set him up. He was either going to have to go along or drop the charade. "Mack..." "Mom, don't!" "Why?" Samantha inquired. "Because I did tell her that." "So, you admit it?" "Yes," Jordan mumbled, unable to meet the gaze of anyone else in the room. Samantha bent down and hugged Jordan before she said, "It's okay, baby. If you want to be Elsa, you can be Elsa. It doesn't make you any less of a boy." 'Yes it does, Mom. Yes, it fucking does,' Jordan thought, struggling not to cry. "Let's get you changed," Samantha said as she took hold of the remainder of the costume and went into the living room with her eldest son. Jordan gawked at the blue and white dress with wide eyes. Samantha smiled at her son and said, "It's very pretty. I can see why you wanted it. I would have loved to wear something like it when I was your age." "Okay," Jordan forced himself to reply. "Do you want to put it on?" Jordan shook his head with a grimace. "Mackan..." "No," Jordan shouted, cutting off his mother. Samantha nodded before she said, "No. You're right." "I am?" Jordan asked, feeling hopeful for the first time in hours. Samantha nodded as she answered, "Your Aunt was nice enough to get you a pair of tights to go with the costume. You should put them on first." "Tights?" Jordan replied as his heart started to race. "Your very own. It has to be so exciting for you. Your very first pair. I always thought I would buy these for my daughter, but when I didn't have one....I never thought I'd have a girl to dress up. I'm so happy, Jordan. I really am. With two boys...well, at least now I get to have a Mackenzie of my own." 'You're fucking twisted, Mom,' Jordan thought, but did not dare say the words as he stared at her blankly with clenched fists. Samantha took out the tights and held them out in front of Jordan, hoping that he would finally admit the truth. Instead, Jordan took hold of the turquoise tights and went to put them on. Samantha laughed and said, "That's not how you do it, silly girl." "I'm not girl, Mom," Jordan whined. "You're going to have to learn to be one if you want to wear these," Samantha replied as she moved her son towards the couch. Jordan sat down it before Samantha started to roll down the tights for him. "Are you watching?" Samantha asked. "Yes," Jordan barked. 'You can still back out. Just tell the truth,' Samantha thought as she began to roll the tights up his legs. Jordan's eyes focused ahead at a picture on the wall as the soft feeling climbed up his legs. He tried to ignore it, hoping that his mother would read his bothered expression and give up. He grew hopeful as she came to a stop. He peered down at her as she pulled her hands away from his thighs and said, "You can take it from here." Jordan's jaw dropped open. He nodded, struggling not to cry as he stood up and pulled up his tights. Samantha reached for the dress and bit her lip as she said, "Here's your pretty, pretty princess dress." The words cut Jordan, just as his mother intended them too. 'Does he really want this?' Samantha fretted as Jordan pulled the dress over his head, ready to kill his brother for setting him up. Jordan threw his arms down to his side as he pouted while his mother handed him his kitten heels. Jordan's eyes widened as he saw the heels and felt sick to his stomach. As Jordan continued dressing in his costume, Alex was finishing put his on with his Aunt's assistance. Alex felt exposed standing before her with nothing covering him up other than his white tights. The more he thought about it though, the more he reasoned that it was not much different than standing before her shirtless, but with pants on. Having already been seen in a dress, Alex did not have the same reluctance that Jordan had about putting on the dress. Alex felt that there was nothing more humiliating about the outfit than anything else of Mackenzie's that he had worn that day. Alex fingered the sheer snowflake patterned covered side panels of the dress. The rows of blue sequins over the sweetheart bodice seemed to shimmer even more than they did when he saw them at the store. "Let's get your hair done next," Jamie said as she placed his longhaired, blonde, braided wig on his head. She grinned and clapped her hands as she picked Alex up. As she showed him his reflection in the mirror, she said, "Look how pretty you are." Alex forced a grin to his face as she put him down. Jamie struggled not to laugh at his horrified grin as Alex thought, 'I could kill that sissy for making me do this.' Jamie opened the door and said, "Let's see if your cousin is ready." "Okay, Mom," Alex replied, finding it easier to stay in character the longer he pretended to be his cousin. Jamie peeked in at Jordan's pouting face as he fiddled with the hem of his dress. She smiled as she walked towards Alex and gave him his blue princess wand and said, "He's almost ready. Try to be nice." "I will, Mom," Alex lied. Alex grinned as he saw his brother being marched into the kitchen wearing a similar blonde wig and the blue dress. Alex's eyes drifted to his brother's awkward steps in his white kitten heels. Jordan stumbled and fell towards the wall. Samantha helped steady him before she said, "Remember, Jordan, heel, toe, heel toe." Alex burst out laughing at his brother. Jordan cringed as he buried his face in his hands, wondering how he ended up in a more feminine costume than had been bought for his female cousin. Jamie shouted at Alex, "Mackenzie, be nice. It was very difficult for your cousin to admit that he wanted to be Elsa." 'I bet it was,' Alex thought, smiling at his Aunt's claim. "Mom, I can't walk in these shoes," Jordan whined. 'Serves your sissy ass right, gaywad,' Alex thought as his smile grew. "You'll get used to them, Jordan." "No. I won't," Jordan replied throwing a tantrum that made the adults in the room laugh. "When you're a big girl, you'll probably be waking down the aisle in a pair...," Samantha noted in response to Jordan's fit. "No! No," Jordan screamed before he let out several loud screeches. Samantha grabbed her son and said, "Calm down." "No!" "Just be calm. You're Mommy's girl now. You don't have to pretend anymore. You're Mommy's little girl." "No," Jordan protested weakly into his mother's shoulder as he sniffled. "Just be calm," Samantha said, trying to soothe her son. "I'm calm," Jordan sniffed as he rubbed his running nose. "I know what will calm him down," Jamie interjected before she retrieved her daughter's Frozen Karaoke machine from the living room. Jordan grimaced before he looked over at Alex. Alex gave him a dumbfounded look before Jamie said, "Mackenzie, why don't you sing along with your cousin." "Sing what?" "Oh, please," Jamie replied dismissively towards his actual ignorance. Jamie handed Jordan the microphone before she put Alex's hand on it as well before the music started. The introduction left no question to either of them about what they were supposed to sing. Alex and Jordan glared at each other for putting them in the position that they found themselves in. As the lyrics came on the screen of the machine, they began to sing, "The snow glows white on the mountain tonight. Not a footprint to be seen. A kingdom of isolation, and it looks like I'm the queen." Having to sing that they would be queens did little to ease the boys' displeasure over the situation they found themselves in as the song continued. Jordan grimaced as he sung the words, "Be the good girl you always have to be. Conceal, don't feel, don't let them know. Well, now they know." His mother's nodding only served to make Jordan feel that he confirmed that he wanted to be a girl to her, even though he wanted no such thing. He almost dropped the microphone to scream, but felt that he was in too deep to try anything before his Aunt left. The boys continued to sing, "Let it go, let it go. Can't hold it back anymore. Let it go, let it go. Turn away and slam the door!" The boys continued to soldier through the song. As they sang, "And one thought crystallizes like an icy blast. I'm never going back, the past is in the past," Alex thought, 'What if Mackenzie claims she's really me? I'm going be stuck as her!' Alex's voice grew as wobbly as his brother's did as they continued to sing, trying to keep up with the song as they ended the next chorus, "That perfect girl is gone." "Oh, they're so cute," Jamie said while she looked down at them as the song soon came to an end. Chris walked into the room. He shook his head at his children before he said, "I never would have guessed that both my sons both wanted to be Elsa." "Did he say sons?" Jordan whispered to Alex, unaware that he was caught on the microphone. "Shit," Alex replied hearing his brother's loud words. Alex and Jordan blushed as their parents began to laugh at them. Jamie joined in as they could barely control themselves. "Come on, you didn't think that I could recognize my own son," Samantha asked her children. "Or my daughter," Jamie added. "Kids, you might look a like, but you're not interchangeable," Chris scolded. Alex and Jordan blushed as they stood before their parents in girls clothing, each clearly known to be a boy. "So, where was Mackenzie?" Jordan asked, finally realizing that they must have found her at the outset if they had decided to go forward with their plan to trap him and his brother. "I'm right here," Mackenzie replied as she stepped out in a matching Elsa dress. Mackenzie burst into tears as she laughed at her two feminized cousins. "Just laugh it up," Jordan said, trying to menace her before he tripped in his heels again. "Yah, boy," Alex added. Samantha shook her heads at her sons and said, "Need you boys be reminded that you are dressed up like pretty little girls?" "Mom?" Jordan shrieked. "Don't pick on your cousin!" "For hating me because you want to be me," Mackenzie added with a laugh. The two boys stared at their cousin in silence. They glanced towards each other as their parents joined in Mackenzie's laughter. Their jaws went slack as Mackenzie stepped towards them as the family took pictures of the three. "What are you doing?" Jordan shrieked. "What?" Samantha asked as she took another picture of her children alongside Jamie. "You've got to delete the pics," Alex yelled, while covering his face with his hands. "Why's that?" "It's mean," Jordan answered. "Like it wasn't cruel to tease your cousin until she cried." "But what if people see the pictures?" Jordan whined. "Plenty of people saw your brother in a dress today," Jamie noted, causing Alex to blush. "And plenty more will see you when you're wearing them while you're trick or treating," Samantha added. "Mom," Alex shrieked. "You can't be serious," Jordan added. "Oh, I am my little princesses," Samantha replied with a laugh before she added, "Now, go get changed."' "Fine," Jordan huffed as he went towards the stairs with his brother not far behind. "Oh, and girls, if either of you damage those costumes at all, I know two pretty ballerinas who are both be going to be wishing that they were only Elsa this Halloween." "And for Frozen on Ice, don't forget for Frozen on Ice," Jamie added with a grin as her sister struggled not to laugh. The two boys stared at her with matching horrified expressions before Mackenzie started to laugh at her cousins as well. "It's not funny," Jordan sniffed. "It would be so cute to get a picture of all three of them in matching dresses with Santa," Samantha said to her sister with a grin. "Ughh," Jordan moaned in unison with Alex as they both went stomping up the stairs. "You just had to twist the knife," Chris noted as he shot his wife a peeved look. "They deserve it," Samantha replied, dismissing her husband's concerns. "This has already gone way too far. We're not doing any of that," Chris advised his wife before he added, "I'll go Bing Crosby on their asses' first." Samantha smiled at her husband as she turned to him and said, "I know that, but they don't! We're just teaching them a valuable lesson here." Chris stared back at his wife before he nodded as he replied, "Somehow, I think they'll be discussing this lesson with a series of psychiatrists."