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After telling Aunt Agnes of what he'd agreed to, and her customary
shaking of her head at Taylor's predicament, Taylor was soon standing
in front of Emily's house carrying a small overnight bag, which he'd
filled with a few gaming accessories and a pair of pink pajama bottoms
and an over-sized t-shirt. Taylor balled his hand into a fist and
knocked on the door. After a few moments, Logan answered it.
"Hey, Taylor!" Logan said, before turning towards the staircase.
"Emily! Taylor's here!"
They stood in silence for a few moments.
"Can I come in?" Taylor asked.
"Oh yeah, sure." Logan stepped back and allowed Taylor to enter. "Nice
tan."
"Thanks..." Taylor replied. "Wasn't exactly my idea."
"Emily told me. At least you didn't burn, right?" Logan asked.
"Yeah, I guess so," Taylor replied.
Emily came rushing down the stairs and quickly embraced Taylor in a
bear hug.
"Woah! You just saw me a few hours ago, calm down!" Taylor exclaimed,
trying to break free.
"Yeah, but I told you I was worried," Emily said. "Anyway, let's go up
to my room, and get you set up. We've got a cot up there already set
up."
After setting up his things in Emily's room, her mother popped her head
into the room. Taylor had met her in passing a few days earlier, and
she seemed nice enough. At least she wasn't as scary as Mr. Jackson.
"You girls all right? Need any snacks?" Mrs. Jackson asked.
"No, thank you," Taylor replied.
"Not yet, mom!" Emily replied.
"Well, let me know when you do," Mrs. Jackson went back into the
hallway.
"So, I was thinking that we could just chill for a bit, maybe game a
little with Logan if you want, then do makeovers," Emily said. "Sound
good to you?"
"I guess..." Taylor said.
"Say, did you try that tutorial I sent you?" Emily asked.
"Oh... uh, no," Taylor replied. "I don't wear makeup."
"Why not?"
"Because... I don't have any..."
"That explains it! I was wondering why you didn't, but if that's all it
is, I have the perfect thing!" Emily started digging in one of her
drawers. "I got two of these from two different relatives and I didn't
return one. Figured I might need it!"
Emily pulled out a small zippered bag. She quickly unzipped it and
started showing Taylor the contents.
"This has everything, lipsticks, eyeshadows, eyeliners, it's great,"
Emily said. "Now you don't have an excuse."
"Great..." Taylor said. "Thanks..."
"Don't mention it. It'll come in handy later."
As it got later, Emily changed into her pajamas, a blue ruffled
sleepshirt, and Taylor prepared to change into his. He opened his
overnight bag and pulled out his bottoms and t-shirt.
"Absolutely not!" Emily exclaimed as she blocked Taylor's entry to the
bathroom.
"Come on, Em, just let me change," Taylor whined.
"I told you to bring cute PJs and those are boring. You're lucky I'm
generous," Emily said, heading over to her dresser and digging through
her dresser, before she found an identical sleepshirt to the one she
was wearing but in pink.
Emily walked over and tried to hand the sleepshirt to Taylor.
"I'm fine with the ones I brought," Taylor tried to push past Emily,
but she stood firm.
"Do it for me?" Emily asked. "I just think it'd be fun to match."
Taylor hated himself for not defending his masculinity, but he also
didn't want to hurt Emily's feelings.
A few minutes later, Taylor emerged from the bathroom in the pink
sleepshirt, which sat far higher on his legs than it did on Emily's.
"It's a little short, isn't it?" Taylor futilely tried to tug the hem
lower.
"It's not too short, it's your legs that are too long. But I think it
looks good," Emily said. "Plus, we match!"
Emily struck a goofy pose, causing Taylor to giggle in response.
"Now we're having fun!" Emily smiled.
The first sleepover activity that Emily chose to do were makeovers.
After mixing together a noxious goop in a bowl and using headbands to
pull their hair back, Emily spread it on Taylor's face, before having
Taylor do the same to her. As they waited for the masks to dry, they
sat on Emily's bed making idle conversation.
"This feels so gross," Taylor whined.
"You'll thank me later, this is supposed to be great for your skin,"
Emily said.
"Yeah, if I wanted my face to smell like nachos..." Taylor wiped the
goop out of his nostrils.
"It's part of the experience, though. But I bet you'll like the next
part," Emily said, rushing over to her vanity and grabbing a few
things.
Returning to her bed, Emily dumped what she'd brought onto the bed.
Cotton balls, nail polish remover, nail clippers, a nail file, and a
bottle of pink nail polish that closely resembled the shade that
Taylor's fingers sported.
"Next up, pedicures!" Emily said. "Now we'll match!"
"Great..." Taylor said. "But I think I'm good with just my fingernails.
Like I said, it was my aunt's idea."
"And your aunt has great taste," Emily retorted.
"Yeah, but..." Taylor started.
"Come on, you do me, I do you!" Emily said, handing Taylor the nail
polish bottle.
Emily extended her foot and rested it in Taylor's lap. Taylor picked up
Emily's foot and looked down at her bare feet. Taylor unscrewed the cap
on the bottle, and the chemical smell hit his face. Taylor pulled out
the brush, moving it towards Emily's big toe. He held the brush
hesitantly as he hovered over Emily's toenail.
"You don't know how to do it, do you?" Emily asked.
"I... uh..." Taylor's heart began racing.
"It's nothing to be ashamed of, really," Emily put a reassuring hand on
Taylor's shoulder. "Hand it to me."
Taylor handed back the bottle of nail polish and Emily twisted the cap
back onto it.
"I guess you were more of a tomboy than I thought," Emily chuckled.
"Put your foot in my lap."
Taylor complied, extending his left foot into Emily's lap. Emily picked
up the nail file and started to file and trim each of Taylor's
toenails. As she worked, Taylor let out a voluntary giggle.
"Tickles..." Taylor said.
Before too long, he was the owner of ten expertly groomed toenails.
"And now, pay attention," Emily picked up the bottle of pink polish.
Emily began to slowly paint Taylor's toenails with the pink polish as
Taylor watched, knowing that he'd be forced to perform the same act
shortly.
Soon, Taylor had cotton balls between all his toes as Emily put the
finishing touches on Taylor's right pinky toe.
"Done," Emily said.
Taylor pulled his foot back and let his legs rest, hanging off the bed.
It was amazing what a little grooming and some color could do. He could
scarcely believe they were his toes, they looked so... dainty and
feminine. And pink.
"Your turn!" Emily handed Taylor the bottle of nail polish.
Taylor took the bottle and got to work. It was much quicker, even if
Emily also had Taylor do her fingernails as well. They were already
groomed, so Taylor was just painting, and he found that it wasn't as
complicated as it had seemed to be before he watched the process.
Once Taylor finished, Emily started blowing on her fingernails and
fanning her hands. Taylor in turn started to check his toes.
"Yours are probably about dry," Emily said.
As Taylor flexed his toes, there was a knock on the door as it opened,
revealing Logan behind it, carrying a controller. After his eyes
widened upon seeing Emily and Taylor's mud masks, he smiled at Taylor.
"Anyone interested in a little gaming? I'm gonna play some Legendary
Dragon Havoc. I'm looking for a player two..." Logan wiggled the
controller.
A grinning Taylor shifted, about to stand up, when he looked at Emily,
he didn't know what else she had planned, but he'd wanted to try
Legendary Dragon Havoc for months. Emily rolled her eyes and sighed.
"My nails are still wet, so I can't hold a controller, but if you wanna
play, go ahead. We can't really do anything else until I'm dry," Emily
said, before blowing on her fingers.
"Awesome!" Logan said.
"Have fun, Tay..." Emily giggled.
Taylor quickly made his way out of Emily's room, walking awkwardly on
his heels as he'd seen Emily do when she'd had to use the bathroom
halfway through her pedicure. After making his way to Logan's room,
Logan motioned to a gaming chair already set up with a controller.
Taylor sat down, crossing his legs as he realized how short the sleep
shirt was, and picked up the controller.
"Ready to go?" Logan asked.
"I was born ready," Taylor replied with a smile.
The game was amazing, great graphics, interesting puzzles and intuitive
gameplay. And Taylor was even happier to play it with Logan, since they
had the same priorities.
"Did we get all the secrets in the last room?" Logan asked.
"Of course we did!" Taylor replied. "Look out!"
A dragon monster popped out of a secret door and started attacking
their characters, but they made quick work of it and collected their
winnings.
"Yes!" Logan and Taylor shouted in unison and high-fived.
"I take it the game is going well?" Emily asked from the doorway.
"It went great! We won!" Logan exclaimed. "Taylor might just be the
best player I've ever met."
"I wouldn't go that far, you're not too bad yourself," Taylor blushed.
"If you're not too busy, I think it's about time to wipe the masks
off," Emily said.
"Oh yeah," Taylor stood up and handed the controller back to Logan,
their hands slightly brushing during the action. Taylor looked away,
blushing even more profusely. "Thanks for letting me play."
"Anytime," Logan smiled as he watched Taylor exit the room.
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