MCA #-1 [afternoon]
So, Robin had been a dude a couple times before. And when it'd happened yesterday, it had been -- well, surprising, but not the worst thing ever.
But now that it hadn't worn off? This was less than awesome. The dogs were...sort of confused, though really, they'd seen this before. Robin was getting a little bored with wearing Benton's clothes, though, considering that they didn't fit right -- even as a man, her shoulders weren't as broad, and she was a little on the lankier side.
But the one thing she was enjoying was the fact that her hands were finally large enough to really do things she wanted to. So Monday afternoon, Robin was sitting cross-legged in the center of their living room, trying to keep the dogs at bay as she considered the dual prospects of a huge electric screwdriver, and a wobbly chair. Sure, the chair could be fixed by an allen wrench or something, but she had huge hands that could actually work the screwdriver correctly! She worried about no manicures today!
Power tools, as it turned out, were sort of fun.
[for the husband wife.]
But now that it hadn't worn off? This was less than awesome. The dogs were...sort of confused, though really, they'd seen this before. Robin was getting a little bored with wearing Benton's clothes, though, considering that they didn't fit right -- even as a man, her shoulders weren't as broad, and she was a little on the lankier side.
But the one thing she was enjoying was the fact that her hands were finally large enough to really do things she wanted to. So Monday afternoon, Robin was sitting cross-legged in the center of their living room, trying to keep the dogs at bay as she considered the dual prospects of a huge electric screwdriver, and a wobbly chair. Sure, the chair could be fixed by an allen wrench or something, but she had huge hands that could actually work the screwdriver correctly! She worried about no manicures today!
Power tools, as it turned out, were sort of fun.
[for the husband wife.]