The Little Sister Briana book.
There was nothing worse than being lonely. Except, of course, being lonely and deserving it. Briana sat against the corner of her playpen and listlessly batted her stuffies back and forth. The Round Table of Cloudland had been demoted from proud knights to pillows, chew toys, and stuff to toss around the playpen. All of …
Melody flipped through their phone while they waited for Rosa to get home from work. They hadn’t seen Briana since Thanksgiving dinner. Hopefully their little sister was okay. Melody wondered if Briana would be okay with them calling her that. It felt good to do privately at least, felt right. Briana was on some kind …
It was getting hard to be a Scrooge these days. Melody liked to think that they were too cool for celebrations and parties and normie holiday stuff. Sitting on their girlfriend’s lap, with a glass of limoncello in their hand and full of food, they were willing to admit that they were wrong. There might …
Thanksgiving was finally here! Briana was so excited, that Veronica accused her of having already gotten into the cookies. Mom didn’t understand. It was Thanksgiving. That meant amazing food, and a big party, and friends! Friends everywhere, all over the house. When Jane told her how many people were going to be at dinner Briana …
“How would you say that things are going with the treatment?” Veronica asked Melody. “Everything seems to be going good.” Melody said with a shrug. “Are you sure?” Veronica eyed Melody critically. “Yeah, why wouldn’t it be? All my class and work stuff is getting done.” “As I recall, your meltdown that resulted in problems …
Briana woke in her crib, from a troubling dream. She couldn’t remember what had been happening, but somebody had been chasing her and – Melody as well? The last tattered images of the dream fled before her waking thoughts. That was sucky, because the dream seemed important. Melody hadn’t wanted to talk to her about …
Melody was feeling sick to their stomach. It had taken a lot of effort to calm Beatrix down. An entire weekend and a lot of scary promises. The feeling of being free that had been so nice when they’d kicked Beatrix out of the house was gone. Melody was Mr. Incredible gone uncanny now. Making …
“Are you sure you’re going to be okay by yourself for the afternoon?” Veronica asked. Briana nodded. “I’ll be fine. I know I’ve had a lot of little time lately, but I’m feeling a lot better because of it.” “Alright, I’m trusting you to be good. I asked Melody and they said you could use …
After a week of being literally and figuratively pampered by Veronica, Melody was feeling better than they had in a while. There were still some weird moments of catching their new self in the mirror and feeling uncertain if they could pull off being the cute soft butch they saw there. Having their wardrobe controlled …
The discordant blare of the techno-remix of Strawberry Panic’s opening song could only mean one thing, it was time for Melody to wake up. She grunted and fumbled at her nightstand, tossing her phone at her laundry pile. Instead of landing in a pile of sound-dampening clothes, the phone clattered across the floor. The polished …