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The Sun will come out Tomorrow By Jena Corso Edited by no one Chapter 2 They both shared a laugh as they exited the room one big happy family of girls heading into the elevator and down into the lobby. "Would you like a curtesy stroller for the little one Mrs. O'Rourke?" said the bellhop stopping them just as they were about to exit. "Oh yes mommy," yelled Emily excited. "I always wanted to push a baby." "Honey, sure you can do that?" said her mother seeing the embarrassment of Timmy's face. "I think Julianna can walk no problem honey." "But that won't be a baby sister," said Emily stamping her feet. "Oh Felicity please," said their grandmother butting in handing over her room key. "Thank you and here put it on my room. We'd love it and of course you can push little Jules honey." "It's curtsey and no charge madam," said the man handing the key back to their grandmother. "Enjoy your evening ladies." He hadn't even made it from the lobby and already he was trapped under his sister's control as his grandmother lifted him into the stroller and buckled him in. Within a moment he was pushed like a toddler by his sister outside the hotel door and heading down the busy Manhattan sidewalk. In a way it was better not having to dodge people in the crowd but the more he thought about it the more he knew Emily was enjoying leading the way as much she could wheeling him. It was such a different view sitting so low and with no eye contact with his mother or grandmother as he had no idea of exactly where they were headed or where they were stopping as basically he just sat back for the ride. Emily annoyingly sung the entire time she pushed making it impossible not to know how happy this made her, yet served as a constant reminder of how weird this night had become. When they turned into a clothing store he was actually happy to be in the carriage as they rummaged through racks and debated outfits. In store after store they went now as he felt better not to have to be involved feeling only the impact of shopping bags hanging from the back of the carriage as his grandmother made purchase after purchase. His sister was spouting out all types of things she liked as Timmy just sat back happy not to be involved in the conversation as their grandmother spoiled her for her birthday. "Mom, we better get to the theater now," said Felicity looking at her watch as their Nana stuffed a few bags in the pocket underneath. "Sorry there's just so much cute stuff and I feel better that the girls have a few more outfits now," said his grandmother taking back her credit card after she paid. "But let's not be late and we'll stop back for a few things tomorrow." In a flash he was being wheeled from the store and back outside as they turned into the jam packed Times Square. He saw nothing but the back of knees and bright lights above from his vantage point as evening quickly was setting in. When the stroller stopped his Nana lifted him from the carriage and then there he was walking into his first ever show. He was a little girl on Broadway going into the theatrical version of Mary Poppins as his sister could barely contain herself. Sitting eating cotton candy, popcorn and sweets almost made him forget how he was dressed as he sat quietly bored watching the show. With his sister on one side and his Nana on the other, little periodic reminders though were a constant as his grandmother made sure not a sticky finger would touch his dress or not a sip of soda would soil it. The second he'd take a break from eating a wipe would clean his hands and his sister held his soda allowing him to sip through a straw. At intermission he hoped it was over but instead it was just another chance for them to clean him up. It was completely embarrassing to be brought into the ladies room and inside a stall as his Nana laid him back on a fold down changing station inside the theater's stall. At this point he no longer objected to his grandmother checking his diaper as it was almost a minute of peace away from his sister and the public. He'd be rejoining her quickly though as his grandmother didn't rest from spoiling her buying them stuffed dolls as souvenirs before he was happy to be quietly back in his chair eating a twirlers. "Don't wrinkle that sweetie. Sit straight please," said their mother as she adjusted his posture. "You like the show girls?" "Love it!" said his sister reaching over taking Timmy's hand. "This is the best day ever." "I'm so happy Emmie," said their mother giving a brief hug and then looking down at Timmy. "And how about you Julianna? You like the show?" "I guess?" said Timmy shrugging his shoulders. "What a good little sister you have Emmie," said his mother nodding happily and then hugging him whispering in his ear, "I'm so proud of you honey. Thank you." "Ok," said Timmy softly as his mother looked down at him pulling out his bow and then took a tube from her purse. "And you're just too adorable," said his mother again twisting his hair tightly to the side and re-snapping his bow. "Now sit nice. It's about to start." "Ok, mom," said Emily taking the tube from their mother coating her lips as their mother sat back down. "Here want some sissy?" "No, I'm goo-" started Timmy as his sister turned his face before he could finish his sentence rubbing her little applicator across his lips. The bubble gum lip gloss his sister just bought at the concession felt gross but actually tasted decent as the theater darkened and the second half began. Except for the occasional wipe of his hands he sat quietly watching without incident not really interested half dozing off. Between a full belly of junk food and sheer joy the day was coming to a close he couldn't have been more accommodating to being lifted back in the carriage. Even being wheeled inside a few more stores meant nothing to him as his sister loved shopping just as much as the adults and between trying on outfits and then them buying stuff for his soon to come brother it seemed endless. The last thing he remembered was he dozing off inside Carter's as his sister couldn't stop shaking the rattles and twisting the musical mobiles. Just the sounds and vibrations though were quite soothing as all he cared about at this point was not having to be involved and was just happy they'd be on the way back to the hotel so he could put the first night behind him. "MY BABY!"! screamed a woman as the earth shattering screeches instantly woke him from his nap. "MY BAAAAABBBYY." Quickly awoken he looked up seeing a black woman screaming in his face. "You're not my baaaabbbyyy!" screamed the woman again startling him as her big hands grabbed him and ripped him from the carriage. "Where is my baaaabbbbyyy!" Suddenly he found himself being lifted up from the carriage and catapulted upward as he looked around at all the panicked faces. He was scared shitless being held high in the air seeing hundreds and hundreds of faces everywhere as there he was being held above the crowd in Times Square. She was shaking him side to side as she showed him to the crowd as quickly he heard some whiles blowing and police rushing towards them. "Calm down," yelled an officer. "Calm down and tell me what's happened Miss?" "Someone stole my baby and left me with her!" yelled the woman frantic. "Please! Please get my baby back." "We're on it," said the officer taking Timmy from her arms and radioing in the crime. "And what is your name little girl? What happened?" "Well I'm... I'm..." started Timmy shivering in fear. "I was asleep in the carriage and my sister was pushing me. I'm here with my mother and Nana. My mom is Felicity O'Rourke." "Somebody put this little bitch in my carriage and took my baby," screamed the woman. "Get me my baby." "Calm down Miss and it's ok little girl," said the officer. "And what's your name little Miss O'Rourke?" "Umm... Ummm... Julianna," cried Timmy shivering. "Lady and Gentlemen," said the officer through his bull horn. "I have a lost little girl." "No we're here!" yelled Felicity as they pushed through the crowd frantically. "I'm her mother and we're here." "My baby!" yelled the woman happily seeing her carriage fight through the crowd. "What the hell is wrong with you people?" "Nothing and mind your manners Miss!" yelled their grandmother snapping up Timmy and comforting him. "My granddaughter turned her back one second and you pushed the wrong carriage from the store with my other granddaughter in it and left your own child. Who is the damn irresponsible parent because it wasn't us?" "I couldn't have?" said the woman nastily. "I was eating my chicken wing in the baby store and someone switched babies in my carriage." "Really and hung all my shopping bags on the back of your carriage and stuffed your bucket of chicken under mine," yelled their grandmother pointing to the carriages. "They may be the same brand but I noticed immediately the second my granddaughter was about to push your carriage from the store! Lucky for you we've been searching frantically while making sure not to wake your sleeping baby. Now who should be to blame a sleepy little girl or some negligent adult stuffing her face who doesn't even know her own carriage?" His grandmother was kissing him everywhere as she turned her back leading him away while Felicity took back her carriage. The woman nastily grumbled at them under her breath as the officer settled the scene and Times Square returned to its hustle and bustle just like nothing ever happened. Timmy was completely frazzled as they lowered him back in the carriage and wiped the tears from Emily's face. "It's not your fault Emmie. Nana will help push and sissy is fine," said her grandmother as she held onto it all the way back to the while Emily pushed. "Ok, I just want to take good care of my sister and be able to help mommy when the baby comes," whimpered Emily feeling sad. "I want to be the best big sister ever." "And you already are sweetie," said her grandmother rubbing her back. "You can help more tomorrow. I promise." Timmy knew just that statement wasn't good but what did it matter anymore as this weekend he'd have no choice but to play along. When they got back in the room he was still shaking as his mother lifted him out and lied him down. "Oh my?" sniffed his mother. "Emmie, get mommy the diaper bag please." "Emily, go wash up with mommy and Nana will help sissy ok?" said his grandmother opening it on the bed. "Sit up one minute Julianna." Timmy sat up still half in a daze as his grandmother unbuttoned his dress and pulled it over his head. He was emotionally exhausted as she took off his shoes and then his undergarments before immediately becoming mortified as she opened his diaper. Not believing he could have done that was one thing but the stench cemented that he did yet his grandmother made it out to be nothing cleaning him up. Just being wiped and covered in ointment was a welcome relief as he was quickly diapered up before a frilly nightgown dropped over his head before his sister even exited the bathroom. "Everything ok mom?" said her daughter in law as she came out with Emily as their grandmother removed the bow and brushed through his hair. "Everything fine again. The little one's ready for bed," nodded Nana before whispering to Felicity. "Wouldn't you crap yourself too if you were lost in New York and woke up to that insane woman." "And good thing she knows her name now too," said Emily sticking her face right in their private conversation. "Being such a pretty girl named Timmy would we embarrassing right?" "Mind your beeswax Miss Emmie," chuckled her mother tickling Emily. "Now you two little beauties get to bed." "Come let Nana tuck you girls in," said their grandmother as Timmy put up no fight exhausted. "We've got a busy day tomorrow so close those eyes ladies." They were both out like a light as they slept in one of the two queen sized beds as the women shared the other. In the morning the smell of coffee woke Felicity as she sat up seeing her mother in-law already dressed and ready at seven am watching over them as she sipped her Starbucks from a bedside arm chair. "I got yours decaf with skim as always dear," said their grandmother as Felicity stepped out of bed. "Do you ever sleep mom?" joked Felicity sipping her coffee. "I hope you got some rest." "A little but I'm not the pregnant one. You need your rest dear," said Nana just enjoying their sight asleep. "Your little princess had a rough night so I was up handling her and I figured you could use the break as most times you're home alone and that would normally be you." "Thanks mom. I'm so lucky to have you and so are they," said Felicity grinning as she stared at them seeing Emily hugging Timmy as they slept. "Look at them. I think I really might have to talk to that son of yours about the fourth." "See I knew you might consider that!" said Nana with a chuckle. "I'll keep my fingers crossed for you!" "Yeah but with my luck I'd have another boy," teased felicity feeling her stomach and the baby kicking. "That's ok because I like being the big sister and that would give us two boys and two girls right?" said Emily popping up. "Emily?" laughed her mother shaking her head. "You have got to stop listening to adult conversation. You are one nosey little thing! Aren't you?" "No.... but why is sissy in a different outfit?" said Emily pulling off the blanket. "I remember her in the blue Dora nightgown not the new jammies I picked?" "Oh?" said her mother confused as well. "Well Nana just needed to change little Julies but I knew you picked them out for her while she was asleep so I figured she'd be pleasantly surprised to see them," said their grandmother. "I'm sure," said their mother before mumbling as she walked past her mother to check on him. "You said those were just to make Emmie happy and you were taking them back." "Well yes until my little Julianna had a few poopie problems last night," said his Nana with a smirk. "Some horrible parent let the baby eat way too much junk." "Gee I wonder who that was? Grandma?" smiled his mother. "No need for returns today then." "True but we'll need to get a good breakfast in them so no point letting her sleep too late," said his grandmother softly shaking him awake. "The poor little thing has to be really empty inside. Julianna, wake up sweetie. Rise and shine girls." "Already?" whined Timmy rolling over as his sister stared at him gently shaking him. "Yes, yes! Wake up sissy," said Emily tossing the cover onto the floor. "Nana says we have a big day and I don't want to miss a thing! Today we're going to American Girl Place right?" "Yes that and I have a few more surprises," said their grandmother. "Go brush your teeth Emmie and I can hardly wait myself." Emily rocketed out of bed and raced into the bathroom. As Timmy sat up he was more than surprised seeing his legs completely on display and realizing he had been changed. "Nana, I didn't go to bed in this right?" said Timmy looking down at himself in a soft pink onesie with the words little sister in script across his chest. "No you're right dear. You were in a pretty nightgown but you had few little problems last night," said his grandmother looking at him funny. "I guess you were too exhausted or too traumatized to remember but Nana needed to change you two more times during the night. So you don't recall at all?" "Umm.. I thought I was dreaming that?" said Timmy stunned. "I didn't?" "It's fine honey," said his grandmother pushing him back and undoing the snaps between his legs. "Good thing we bought this just to shut up your sister though as you craped right through the two nightgowns I brought for you for the weekend." "I can't believe it," cried Timmy as she was changing him again. "Nana you know none of this has ever happened before. Something's wrong." "Nothing's wrong and you're clean this morning so I'll just use some ointment and powder," said his grandmother. "You've just never had trauma like you did being scared and lost even if it was only for a moment." "Plus how about never been diapered and treated like a little girl before?" moaned Timmy as he heard the Velcro diaper tabs close. "Maybe but the getting lost trauma I'll make sure never happens again," said his grandmother getting annoyed. "But being the little sister you just better deal with Miss Julianna. Because like it or not there's a lot more to do this weekend and this is all about Emmie and not you remember?" "Yes Nana," gulped Timmy knowing she was serious as she rarely raised her voice to them. "Good girl," said his grandmother tossing a small case on the bed. "Now I'll be letting go you without tights this morning just in case so lay back nice while Nana needs to clean off a few yucky boy problems ok?" "Boy problems?" said his grandmother placing a big towel on the other bed and then lifting him over on top of it. "It's nothing to worry about dear," said his grandmother. Just the term send a chill down his spine as he was laying there in only a diaper as the chill quickly turned into as earie vibration as a buzzing sound soon filled the room as his grandmother took hold of his right ankle. It was not at all what he expected as he lifted his chin watching the little fuzz quickly vanish from his right calf as her electric razor gently shaved off his hair. It glided so easily up and down without resistance and before he barely moved his right leg was bare. It didn't even look that different until he looked at them side by side but that would be short lived anyway as minutes later they were as smooth as his bottom. There wasn't much hair on his arms either but that didn't matter anyway as she made sure not a stand existed. Once she switched it off, she took a pink bottle of lotion skirting it into her palm and massaging it in everywhere as this morning more than any other he'd have that fresh baby smell. She stood him up on the bed now removing the towel from beneath him and took his new outfit from the bag. He felt greasy all over as she took his outfit from a hanger and just stood there dumfounded as she opened all the buttons in the back. "Let's hope this fits," said his grandmother as he stepped into it. "You were just small enough for the biggest size they had in the onesie and this outfit runs about the same size-wise." Timmy looked down realizing he was stepping into an outfit with a bottom already attached. It looked like the underwear, shirt, and skirt were all sewn together as quickly she bend his elbows pushing his hands inside the sleeves and pulled everything up in place. Three or four quick snaps were followed by a few buttons near his neckline and then she laid him back down sliding socks and shoes onto his bare feet. "Nana?" gulped Timmy as she lifted him from the placed and placed him standing beside the bed. "Isn't this more for like a-" "For such a pretty little girl," said his grandmother spraying a gel on his hair now wetting it and combing through it. "Yes of course." "No I meant," started Timmy as Emily came thundering out of the bathroom now. "Oh, Nana can I? Can I please?" said Emily almost ripping the brush from her hand. "You promised I could help." "I know sweetie," said her grandmother letting her have the brush. "No makeup though for now. Just a hairdo ok?" "Of course Nana. I know makeup is for being really dressed up like night time," said Emily reaching up raking through her brother's hair now. "But I always loved how pretty my hair was when I was little like her and wished I had a little sister to do the same pretty stuff on." "How sweet is that mom?" said Felicity feeling so touched that she said that as she came out of the bathroom. "And now you do dear," said her grandmother sitting back observing. "Go ahead." "Thank you," said Emily patting the edge of the bed. "Sit down sissy." Timmy looked over at his mother knowing all he could do was shut his mouth as his sister enjoyed every minute of combing through his hair. She was already a girl that knew what she was doing, quickly wetting it even more with a fruity smelling detangler and then combing through the sides and bangs. When she got on the bed she stood a top him parting his hair down the middle ever so carefully ensuring the part was perfectly straight. When he realized she was continuing the center part right down the back he got the feeling of what was coming next as she began gathering the entire left side. She brushed over and over now gathering that side between her fingers and in an instant it was over as he felt the tensions as she twisted in the elastic band. It was no fun having his hair done by his sister as she sang to herself the entire time until finally the right side was done. Just her tugging on each side tightening the tension was enough to make him want the day to end before it began as he already knew she'd be relentless enjoying the task. She'd leave no detail out as she hopped from the bed and quickly returned with her mother's canister of ribbons and bows. "Let me just take out the dampness while you make your selection Emmie," said their grandmother taking out the blow dryer. "Pick something pretty that'll match Julianna's outfit and if you want Nana to curl them you can help do that too." "Yes please Nana," said Emily clapping. "Yes! That would be so much fun!" Timmy peeked over his shoulder as his sister was making a mess tossing clips and bows all over the bed as his grandmother turned on the blow dryer as the warm air now covered his head. She rotated from side to side removing any dampness and then taking a brush to his bangs. His hair wasn't that long anyway so it didn't take too long and then the moment she switched it off Emily was holding different items against his head. "Oh those are really cute for that outfit," said his mother chiming in. "I like that idea Emmie." "Good, I'm putting those on her and these too ok mom?" said Emily not really asking anyway. "I guess so," chuckled Felicity as Timmy watched his grandmother unplug the hair dryer and plug in a silver curling iron. This was all so tough to just sit there and accept as he sat as still as he could trying not to watch staring down at his bare legs with his ankles crossed while his sister tugged at his hair. It was almost like he was her dollie as he felt her constantly yanking at his hair on the left and then the right but knowing he better stay tough even when it hurt quite a bit. Just when he though she was finished he felt something scrape at his right temple behind his bangs and then snap down before she repeated it on the other side. As she stepped back inspecting her work almost like his mother would, an unnerving little smirk slowly dawned on her face making Timmy just want to scream and then his grandmother handed her an aerosol can. "Hold it out by the end and then spray it good sweetie," said their grandmother as Emily took the can. "Eyes closed Julianna." All he could feel now were his knees knocking as he closed his eyes while she was stretching his hair out tightly on the left and then saturated his face on with sticky spray all the way down on that side to his chin. "Is that good?" said Emily as she finally finished coating him. "All little much but tacky is better with curls," said his grandmother lifting the silver iron in front of Timmy's face and then she positioning Emily's hands on the curling iron next to hers. He could almost cry as he felt his grandmother extend his shellacked hair and then immediately felt the tension as it clamped down pulling. It was so tough to watch his sister's wrist spinning as she wound up his hair and even worse feeling the heat emitting near the side of his head. "Count with me Emmie. 1,2,3,4,5,6,7,8,9,10," counted his grandmother with Emily as it felt more like they were counting to a thousand as all he could focus on was his hair baking as the sizzling sound echoed inches from his ear. "Now release." "Oh my gawwwddd Nana," screamed Emily as Timmy felt it bounce right off the side of his head. "I did it. It's so pretty!" "Of course you did Emmie! You're so talented," said their grandmother handing her the spray again. "Now try and do the other one yourself but be careful not to touch sissy with the wand. It's super hot." Emily was on cloud nine as a make shift hair dresser as quickly she coated him on the right and had no trouble clamping down on his hair. It couldn't get much lower than having your little sister curl your hair he thought but there was still a long day to come as he soon felt the curls springing on either side of him now. "Ok, I wanna do the bangs too?" said Emily ready to take the spray again as she grabbed hold of the front of Timmy's hair. "No no honey," said their grandmother as Emily wasted no time tugging at his bangs jerking Timmy's head forward. "Easy," cried Timmy as she jerked his head forward ready to spray them. "You can spray them but they're too short and just a little hairspray honey," said his grandmother calming down her excitement. "You spray and I'll curl them ok?" "Fine," said Emily pulling them very taunt as Timmy sat with his head far forward. "Close your eyes sissy and make them pretty like I would Nana." Emily could be a bit of a brat and he had known the wrath of her pulling his hair before yet being the brother his mother always forbid him to fight back. This though was really no different even now as he wanted to slug her but knew he couldn't even push her away as he sat instead having his bangs coated in hairspray. "Good job honey," said their grandmother as she pushed back his face lifting his chin and all he could focus on was the hot barrel approaching above his eyes. Within one quick blink she twisted her wrist turning it to be parallel with brow level lifted the stiff bangs and in went the curling iron. It seemed so much hotter feeling the head from one side of his forehead to the other but was in probably only half the time as on the sides. "That's so cute on little sissy," yelped Emily happily as in just a few seconds he felt his bangs spring out across his forehead as just the look of joy on her face made it ten times worse. "You've outdone yourself again mom," said Felicity shaking her head amazed. "Is she is adorable in that or what?" "She is mommy and I'm so happy Nana put her in the outfit I picked from the Baby Gap," said Emily on cloud nine. "I think I like having a baby sister even more and more. Remember you promised I could help with everything today." "Mom!" gulped Timmy panicking as his mother saw the look on his face from her comment as he stared down as his outfit. "She just called me ..." "Julianna!" interrupted his mother putting her finger to his lips. "Quite is better this morning and remember what happens like it did all night when you get so upset honey." "So let's go have some breakfast girls," said their grandmother clapping her hands and then lifting Timmy from the edge of the bed and placing him on the floor. "We've got a busy day ahead." "Like this mom," grumbled Timmy as he couldn't get past his outfit. "But-" "Of course dear and you've got such pretty taste Emmie," said their grandmother hushing him and complimenting his sister. "I realize it's more casual than my little one's used to and Nana will dress you up much more later don't your worry Jules?" He knew to shut up from the tone of her voice but it wasn't easy as his little curl swung on the left out of the corner of his eye as she placed him down. Even after yesterday, he already knew without asking that he was in his most infantile outfit as being the little sister was one thing but being treated more and more babyish made this all even tougher. His sister though loved every second this time grabbing her mother's phone and snapping shots of him before Felicity took it back and snapped them together. Just getting a glimpse of himself he had to fight back tears knowing that would only cement his baby girl status even more yet it was struggle to hold back the tears. He remembered seeing the once piece rompers from the carriage view below while they shopped thinking they were shopping for the new baby never thinking he'd be donning one. Yet there he was now having been put in an Edgehill baby girl's ruffle-sleeve smocked dress that had the same one piece romper appearance no longer even looking old enough to be in pre-k. On top, a simple white cotton top had a Peter Pan collar and short ruffle sleeves both of which were embroidered in little pink teddy bears. Light blue faux straps had been sewn over each shoulder before streaming down into an overhaul-type baby blue pin-dot romper dress. The toddler style dress had a thin pink ribbon at the high midsection leading to a short darling skirt with the three layers of ruffles with the final layer decorated in white polka dots. Beneath the babyish knee length skirt peaked out the sewn in pink ruffled bloomers and beneath those were his smooth knees and calves. On his feet now were little shiny white Mary Janes and over them white lacey very puffy ruffled ankle socks. "Ok my little beauty! Come on honey," said his mother as she straightened his skirt and then surprisingly lifted him up and over her shoulder. "Let's get you situated and get something in that empty stomach of yours." If he had anything left inside him he'd have shit his pants again mortified as he caught a glimpse of his reflection in the mirror as she turned holding him before she could set him down in the stroller. All he could see when he stared at himself was a toddler girl looking much like his sister did just a few years back with little pigtails swinging as he mother dropped him down into the carriage. He was almost already used to having a bow in his hair but now he had two as a white organza bow separated his head from a pigtail on each side. With even the slightest move of his head now he couldn't shake the feeling of them swaying just inches above his ears as his hair had been pulled back as tightly as they could from a middle part to maximize the length of each pigtail. If being in pigtails wasn't bad enough, having each one reverberate as they had been curled to form a single coil springing behind each temple underneath each bow made him want to scream aloud. He knew he couldn't though noticing the pink little glittery barrette decoratively aside each temple angled away from the part and even worse were how short his bangs looked reaching only half way down his forehead now as what a difference having his bangs curled under made. "Can I feed sissy mom?" yelled Emily the moment his mother belted him in. "Please she's hungry and Nana promised me I could." "Emily, let's just go have breakfast and we'll see ok?" said their mother pushing the carriage towards the door. "Felicity just let her while we're in the elevator and it'll be fine," said their grandmother butting in as they left the room. "It's not like we didn't expect her to want to and you know Julianna's always been a milk monster anyway." Just hearing her comment he strained at the seatbelt ready to jump as he saw his pigtails shaking in the elevator reflection as his saw his grandmother hand Emily a bottle from the diaper bag. "No Nana! Peezzee," started Timmy barely even getting out a word objecting as his sister jammed the bottle into his mouth. "Take it nice Jules," said his grandmother seeing him resist and dropping the seatback a little reclining him. "Nana knows how much you love you milk so just sip nice for sissy. You don't want Nana to be upset do you?" Even with an empty stomach Timmy had no appetite wanting to scream as his sister keep moving it around until he started suckling it down. It actually felt really good going down as he needed it in his stomach but how could they be letting this go so far. When they exited the elevator she kept it between his lips while his mother pushed the stroller and then he finally finished it while they were waiting to go in for breakfast. "Nice job baby Jules," said Emily pulling the empty bottle away. "Ladies, this way please," said the hostess as in they went with the carriage to their table as she placed down some menus. "Would you like a high chair?" "Yes, that would be wonderful," said their grandmother with a smile. "Come wash your hands before breakfast," said their mother to Emily. "You take her and I'll wipe the baby here," said their grandmother giving her daughter in law a look to but out. "As you wish mom," said Felicity shaking her head as the woman set up the high chair. As his Nana unbuckled the seatbelt he knew there'd be no objection she'd care about as she lifted him from the carriage into the high chair. Just that he was still small enough to fit was scary enough as she again belted him in and then snapped on the tray. She took a minute cleaning it with her wipes and then wiped his fingers as he looked around surrounded by families and kids at other tables now the little girl in the elevated chair on full display. "So we're going to give everyone and sissy not an ounce of trouble today right Julianna?" questioned his grandmother quietly. "But Nana look at me?" cried Timmy. "You said little sister and I did that. But now?" "And you're still doing that my pretty little thing," said his grandmother hushing him. "Sissy wants a little baby sister time just like you'll get when your baby brother comes along. Lucky for all of us that you're just small enough and just cute enough to fit the bill perfectly. Can I help it if you're so adorable?" "Please Nana! I'm big you know. I'm not a baby," whispered Timmy tearing up. "I'm doing anything you ask but this is .. is...." "Is wonderful of you honey," said his grandmother kissing his check and wiping off her lipstick. "Now like it or not you'll be doing what we ask. Now behave nicely and I'll let you be a big girl again later ok?" "A big girl?" said Emily as she got back. "But I like my baby sister better Nana!" "Inside voice Emmie," said her grandmother shushing her. "And of course you do and you are the perfect big sister. But I want to teach you that babies don't stay little forever, but let's enjoy her for now ok?" "Yes thank you Nana," said Emily as the waitress came over. "Pancakes for me please." "Of course and for the baby," said the woman. "Just bring her one and if you wouldn't mine refilling her bottle," said their grandmother. "Eggs benedict for myself and my daughter in law please." "Nana, I'm starving," said Timmy as the waitress walked away. "I eat more than one please." "You won't be as hungry as you think Julianna," said his grandmother taking a big plastic bib from her diaper bag. "Now don't worry if it all doesn't taste as good as you might like but this I promised Emmie could do it. What I will tell you is you'll wash it down later with milk and your pancake." He was flabbergasted seeing his grandmother drop down four jars of baby food on the table and then hand the spoon to Emily. Just the sight of green and yellow mush sent his eyes bugging out of his head as she opened the tops. "Open sissy," said Emily as immediately Timmy buttoned up his lips seeing the spoon dipping into jar of squash. "Come on!.... Here comes the choo choo baby girl." "Julianna," scolded his grandmother raising her voice and squeezing his leg under the table. "Come on," said Emily with the spoon at his mouth pushing as he fought sensing the gross taste at lips and then yanking one of his pigtails until he opened and in it went. "See good girl. So yummy sissy." He was dying to spit as he looked around embarrassed as a few eyes were peeking his way and then it was over as he swallowed his baby food. She knew she owned him more than ever now as he opened taking down each gross spoonful on command. Green, yellow, beige and then even some gross mixture entered his mouth constantly as his sister relished feeding her baby sister for all the world to see. He was somehow an oversized toddler feeling the food drip disgustingly down his chin as he felt like she missed his face half the time on purpose. Scooping it from his cheeks and chin were part of her fun and she loved using a wipe on him from time to time. After five minutes of this slow torture he also couldn't down it fast enough just wanting it to end until thankfully he was finally done. "Thirsty now sissy?" said Emily taking out his milk bottle as he nodded dying for a drink now. He was their baby girl no doubt this morning as she stuck the bottle in his mouth before happily taking from his sister as she began feeding herself now. He could almost care less what anyone saw at this point guzzling it down to wipe the taste from his mouth until he finally came up for air. "Lucky, I asked for two," said his grandmother handing him another as he stuck it right in his mouth while she cut his pancakes into tiny bites. "Told you she's always loved her milk." "I love having a baby sister Nana," said Emily taking a fork to his pancakes. "Mom, you have to try for one more baby after my brother comes. Either that or I'm keeping this one." "Spppppiitt!"! chocked Timmy cracking up his grandmother and mother as they quickly patted his back. "Ok easy everyone," smiled his grandmother calming him down. "Just go slow down and have your pancakes Julianna." Timmy gathered himself wanting to choke his sister for even saying that and then kept calm being fed his pancakes. Just tasting the syrup and milk butter was like eating filet mignon as it also helped ease the nasty jarred food. One thing his grandmother was right about was that one pancake would be enough as his belly was shortly full from milk and the baby food. When they all finally finished their breakfast, it felt good to walk as he found one of his hands in his sisters and the other in his grandmothers. His mother followed pushing the carriage as they walked out of the hotel and down the avenue. The fresh air of the gorgeous spring day felt nice as he breathed it but that scent would soon be whisked away as she led them inside a brightly lit store. "Good morning appointment for the O'Rourke ladies," said their mother. "Wonderful. Yes I see it for four," said the woman. "Two adult mani-pedis and two for the children." "Correct," said Felicity looking down at the reservation and casually pointing to the comment on the screen. "And umm?" "Yes Mrs. O'Rourke," said the woman with a wink. "We do see the note for the birthday girl. Please bring the girls to the back and then we'll get you ladies situated." "Thank you," said Felicity taking Timmy by the hand as he looked petrified realizing where they were. He had had to sit in the nail salon lobby at home waiting while his mother and at times sister had their nails done but now here he was being led to the back. The minute they had him sit down he knew he was getting his done too as his grandmother pulled off his socks and shoes. "You'll be fine Julianna," said his grandmother as his eyes said all he could say as his Nana quietly kissed his forehead. "Your mother and I will be right in the front so don't worry. It's just a little polish which is a treat for Emmie and no big deal." For the most part she was right, as strange as it was it didn't seem too bad. He sat without saying much as they trimmed and shaped his nails kind of amazed how his cuticles soon disappeared. He mostly looked around and watched his sister looking like she was the queen of the world as there was little he could do anyway while being buffed. It was meticulous but soon his left hand contained bright shiny pinkish red nails and then before he even understood how all this worked they were being baked under the dryer. It got weirder and weirder as they worked on his toes and he glanced over realizing his sister was getting the same color. "I love those bows on you sweetie and I have a daughter about your age that she loves getting her nails done too," said a woman coming over and crouching down right in front of him making eye contact. "I guess you're the little sister?" "Uuumm yes," squeaked Timmy softly as it was bad enough being called that by his family. "How wonderful and you're so pretty sweetie," said the woman lifting his face and looking into his eyes. "Thanks," said Timmy hating the answer as she had her cold hand on the right side of his face and lifted his left hand looking at his nails. "This color is wonderful on you," said the woman gently flipping around his fingers. "Really pretty right?" "Pretty... uumm yes," said Timmy mesmerized by the shine. "You feel that sweetie?" said the woman looking into his eyes. "Feel what?" said Timmy. "Oh nothing. Just close for a second sweetie," said the woman pushing his lids shut. "Good girl. You won't feel much." "Mommm," started Timmy as the woman quickly covered his mouth to keep him calm hearing a pop and he looked up seeing another woman step back with a silver apparatuses in her hand. "Sssshhh. So pretty. One more second and the other will be even more numb princess," said the woman pushing down his lids again. "Mommy will be here in just a second." "Oh no," mumbled Timmy through her palm as his mouth was covered opening his eyes trembling as he sat seeing the silver gun in front of his face for an instant and then fade from his line of sight. "All done and you look beautiful," said the woman after he heard the second pop as he looked up watching her take a hand held mirror and spinning it towards him. "Mommy wanted to surprise her little girl for her birthday and I heard you were scared to get them done. See no reason to be scared and now it's' all done. They look so so pretty on you honey and before you know it you can wear all kinds of wonderful earrings." Timmy was absolutely speechless staring at himself in the handheld mirror totally flabbergasted that he now had a little starter earring in each lobe. This day couldn't get any worse he thought as the twinkle from the little red rubies gleamed non-stop as he shivered to accept he now had pierced ears. He wanted to jump up and run from the room but could do nothing except watch his pigtails trembling swaying back and forth just above his new little gems. "Thank you so much," said his mother as her voice broke his gawk as he heard her approach. "She's wanted these forever but been too nervous for so so....Huuuuuggghhhh!" His mother stopped dead in her tracks as the woman dropped the mirror down and she realized it was him. "So pretty with the pigtails right?" said the woman. "Your girls really are adorable Mrs. O'Rourke." "Oh crap," gulper their mother stunned interrupting the woman. "I did say younger one right?" "Yes but how about the older daughter?" said the woman. "We can surprise her too if you'd like or did you want to consider even doing a second hole?" "Did she get my birthday earrings?" said Emily noticing the ruckus and running over. "Moooom!"! "I'm so sorry girls," said Felicity feeling a hot flash and trying to explain it to a woman that spoke broken English. "Originally I was only bringing my other daughter here who is the birthday girl but things changed and I forgot that Julianna is really the little one here now. I'm all screwed up being pregnant and hormonal and I'm so so sorry..." "Felicity, It's fine. Go sit down and finish getting your toes done dear," said her mother in law coming over and calming down the situation. "Now just give us another pair and Emily being a big sister can do this no problem now. Right Emmie?" "Nana I want to but..." started Emily frightened. "Oh Emmie," said her grandmother comforting her. "The baby did it no problem. You didn't hear her make a peep did you?" "Well no," said Emily embarrassed. "Now sit and Nana will stay with you," said her grandmother. "They numb you and it's nothing. Right Jules?" "Well...." said Timmy wanting to kill someone yet suddenly feeling bad for her seeing her nervousness. "Yes." They took a minute to calm down Emily now and within fifteen minutes she became ready once they had numbed her lobes. When it was over she was never happier in her life sitting next to Timmy as she reached over taking his hand while their toes dried as they now had identical ruby starter studs in their newly pierced ears. After their grandmother paid the bill, it was crazy to see his red toes sparkling from below as she slipped him into some little white sandals. It was more than just the change of an outfit now or rearranging his hair as he found himself being led out of the nail salon sparkling from head to toe. Not a sole had seen him as anything other than a pretty little girl even before this but now he would need a lot more help to get back to his normal self as he walked holding hands with his sister. "Mom, I can't believe I did it," exclaimed Emily so proud of herself. "Me and sissy. This is incredible." "Yes, you're becoming such a wonderful little lady," said her mother. "We're all so proud of you." "Come on Julianna! It's almost time to go to American Girl," chirped his sister as she was beyond excited now tugging his hand as she hurried as they turned the corner seeing the hotel. "Come on! Hurry!"