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Paula sat on a bench in Twoson Park kicking her legs back and forth. It had been almost a year since her adventure with Ness, Jess, and Poo. Since then her life returned to normal; or at least normal for her. She kept looking around looking for someone who she was expecting. Other people were in the park walking their dogs, playing catch, or sitting by the pond. Paula thought about how lucky they were to be alive and they should pray that it stays this way. After a few more minutes someone walked up to her. A boy in a green suit, glasses, and blonde hair spoke.

“Hi, Paula.”

“Jeff.” Paula smiled. “You made it.” The two shared a quick hug before Jeff sat down and they talked about how things were going largely until Jeff addressed her.

“So why did you want to see me?” He asked.

“Well, it’s about Ness.” Jeff looked her a little worried. “Don’t worry he’s fine. It’s more about me and what he knows. But I’m been thinking lately. We’ve known each other for about a year and I still haven't told him.” She paused a moment before continuing.

“I haven’t told him that I’m…” Paula paused

“Trans?” Jeff finished. Paula nodded and looked down. She told Jeff several months ago. She felt he would be the most understandable. Jeff was okay with her choice. She also told Poo a little later. While he was surprised at first he told her that she will always be Paula to him. 
 
“He still doesn’t know. He still thinks I’m a real girl.” Paula said.

“You are a real girl, Paula. So you have a mistake on you. Just like with math and science there are mistakes so you work on them until they’re correct.”

“Thank you, Jeff. That means a lot. It’s just… I don’t know how he’ll take it. What if he thinks I’m a freak. What if he never talks to me again and tells me I’m just a boy playing dress up.” Paula started to tear up a bit. Jeff offered his glasses cloth to Paula to wipe her tears which she accepted and thanked him.

“I... I just don’t think I can take that.” Paula finished.

“You know Ness, Paula. I know Ness. We both know that is not something Ness would do. After everything we’ve been through. You could be part frog and he would still be friends with you. You love him. And when you love someone you don’t lie to each other. If Ness is the same way he’ll see you for what you are, a girl.”

“I know. I’m still nervous though.”

“That’s normal. Everyone gets nervous though. But you’re the bravest girl I know. Not many 11 year olds get to save the world. Compared to Giygas this is nothing. You can do it, Paula. While it’s not really my thing I’ll be praying for you.”

After they talked about some other things Paula decided she would tell Ness the next week. So she called him and they agreed to meet at Onett Park. When Paula got to the park she saw Ness was already there.

“Hey, it’s been a while.” He hugged her which she hugged back.

“It has. It’s been too long. I’m happy you could make it.”

“Wouldn’t miss it for the world. Almost happened anyway.” Paula chuckled. They talked for a while about everything. They both sat on a bench drinking some lemonades as they watched the clouds go by.

“Ness. There’s something I need to tell you. Something important.” She looked down again unable to look him in the eye.

“What is it? You can tell me.” He smiled at her and put his hand on hers. “Don’t worry. I’ll be here no matter what.” Paula swallowed before she spoke.   
 
“It’s a secret I’ve been keeping from you. A secret only a few people know. I already told Jeff and Poo. But I’ve been scared to tell you. I won’t want you to leave me.” Paula choked.

“Paula…”

“The truth is that I’m not like other girls. I was born different. I’m trans.” There was a moment's silence. 

“You mean you want to be a boy?” Ness asked.

“No, the opposite. I was born a boy. But I’ve felt like a girl for as long as I could remember. I remember back in preschool how jealous I was of the other girls and sometimes thought what it would be like to be one. By the end of Kindergarten I just didn’t think what it would be like. I wanted to be one. I used to pray every night I would wake up as one. I told my parents the truth and they took me in as their daughter. Dad took a little longer to come around but he did eventually. He’s always worried someone is going to hurt me. That's why he’s so protective. Mom was a little bit faster. She bought me a bunch of dresses to wear and some dolls. So the years passed and people eventually forgot about the old me. None of the kids at my parents preschool ever knew I was a boy. I’ve wanted to tell you for a while but I was scared. I thought you wouldn’t see me as a girl and that…” Ness hugged Paula and rubbed her back.

“I would never do that.” He then took her by the hand and looked her in the eye. “When I first met you I saw a girl named Paula Jones. Before that you were Paula Jones. Even now and forever more you will be Paula Jones; a girl from Twoson who saved the world from Giygas. And for that matter the prettiest girl from Twoson. You’re a girl because you are in your heart. I think the praying worked because you’re a girl now and that’s all that matters.” Paula started crying and hugged him back. She was happy to see he would not leave her. She knew it would be hard sometimes but she had Jeff, Poo, her parents, and of course Ness to help her.

“Th-thank you, Ness. I- I- I love you.”

“I love you too, Paula.”

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Dipper was in the kitchen at the Mystery Shack reading Journal 3. The Shack was rather quiet today. Soos and Wendy were off, Mabel was with her friends, and Ford was in town. So it was only him and Grunkle Stan. Stan had barely known anything about them before they came over that summer. He didn’t know what their hobbies were, their favorite foods, or that they were already 12. But perhaps the biggest one was that he didn’t know about Dippers secret. He didn’t know Dipper was born a girl. Dipper heard Stan trying to con some customers in the other room. 

“And if you look at these three dots on this white paper long enough you’ll see the face of Jesus.”

“OOOoohhhh!” They all said.

“He’s right.”

“Only 5 bucks a paper.” Stan said.  They all gave him money and Dipper shook his head.

“If Bill was able to fool me just think of what he would do to these people.” Dipper said to himself. After Stan was done with the customers he came in with some money shooting it like a deck of cards. 

“I tell you those people would think a Dixie cup with plastic eyes is real.” He sniffed the money and sat down. “So what’s new with you, kid?”

“Nothing really. Just trying to find anything new in the Journal. I have this paper here with some ideas and...” Stan saw a piece of paper next to Dipper and picked it up. “Hey! Grunkle Stan put that down!” Dipper panicked knowing what was written on it.

“Let’s see. “Ways to stop natural hormones of the human body”, Ways to increase testosterone.” What is this, kid?” 

“Well it’s uh, I Um, You see…” Dipper didn’t see much of a way out of it. He tried to make up a lie. “I don’t want to wait till I’m 15 or so to get facial hair so I’m trying to get it early.”

“Then what does this “natural hormone” stuff mean?” Stan asked. 

“Oh, well; that means so I don’t get zits and things like that.”

“I see.” Stan put the paper down and crossed his arms. “You know for a second I almost thought you were doing it for another reason.” Stan went back to playing with his money.
“What do you mean?” Dipper asked.

“I just thought maybe you were doing it because to impress Wendy.”

“I am. That is what I’m doing.”

“Then just let your body mature on it’s own. There’s nothing to be afraid of.” Dipper knew there was though. 

“Yes there is, Stan. The truth is. The truth on why I'm looking up ways to boost male hormones is because….I’m trans. I was born a girl like Mabel. I don’t wanna go through puberty. I want hair like you. Granted not as much on my chest. But I want a beard and a deep voice. I can’t do it on my own like you.”

“Well I guess that makes two of us.”

“Huh?” Dipper looked confused.

“I’m trans too, kid. Oh, uh surprise!” Stan gave a fake surprised look. Dipper, however, gave a real surprised look. He was shocked.

“Wait a minute. You. You’re. You…”

“I was born as Ford’s sister Stacy Pines. Even as a kid I knew something was wrong with me. I prepared wearing my brother's clothes and even looking like him minus the freakish 6th finger. My parents were against it, especially dad. The kids made fun of me. The only one who saw me as Stanley was Ford. He always saw me as his brother. I can understand where you’re coming from. But messing with magic could be dangerous. It’s safer to use medicine if you truly want to be a man.”

“I don’t believe it.” Dipper said.

“You surprised me too. For the record I never thought you could be a girl. So I guess you have something going for you.”

“I’ve always had Mabel on my side. She always helped me as kids to become her brother.”

“Your sister’s a good kid. Weird. But good. As long as she’s with you you'll be okay. And don’t worry you’ll also have Wendy, Soos, Ford, and me. If someone messes with you I’ll have something to say about it.”

“Thanks, Stan.” Stan got up as more customers showed up.

“No problem. Just remember your time to become a man will come.” With that Stan left leaving Dipper to think about everything that just happened.”

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Sakura was walking back and forth rubbing her hands nervously. She promised Tomoyo that today would be the day she would tell Syaoran the truth. Sakura actually had two secrets. One was that she was the Cardcaptor. It was her job to capture the Clow Cards to save the Earth. No one except a few people knew about it, including Syaoran. But there was one he didn’t know. That she used to live as a boy. At least for her first 5 years of life. Not long before Kindergarten she went up to her father and said.

“Daddy why does everyone say I’m a boy when I’m really a girl?” 

“What do you mean, Sanjiro?” Fujitaka asked confused. The child sat on the couch right next to him and looked up.

“I think... I think I’m really a girl.” Sakura said softly.

“You think you’re a girl?” Sakura nodded her head.

“I know I am. I hate being a boy. I want to wear dresses, be a cheerleader when I’m in school, and be a mom.” 

“Does anyone else know about this?” He asked. 

“Only Tomoyo. I told her a few weeks ago. She told me I need to tell you but I was really scared. I don’t want you to hate me.” There was a moments silence before Fuhitaka took Sakura into his arms and on his lap.
“How long have you felt this way, sweetie?”

“A while. I think I wanted to be a girl when mom died.” Fujitake closed his eyes and nodded.

“I see.” He put Sakura back on the ground. “How about you go play. I need to talk to your brother about this.” With that we went to Touyas room. He then talked to him about it.

“To tell the truth.” The 11 year old started. “I kind of already knew. I have seen him wear moms clothes a few times before. He always seemed upset when I called him by his name or male pronouns. He also prefers to play with the girls around here than the boys.”

“I want you to promise me something.” Fujotaka told his eldest. “I want you to be there for your sibling. Whether he is your brother or sister, be there for him and support him. If we go through with this it’s going to be hard for him, or her for that matter.” 

Touya understood. He had promised his mom that he would protect Sanjiro. Though he supposed that wouldn’t be her name anymore. Sakura then walked in. “Well, it looks like I have a sister now.” Sakura smiled and ran up to her father and brother and jumped on them.

“You know.” Fujitaka said. “Your mom was sure she was going to have a girl. So sure she bought some girl's toys and dresses and was shocked when you were born, though she loved you all the same. I guess she was right all along.”

So it was set. Sanjiro became Sakura. Fujotaka suggested it to his daughter because Nadeshiko wanted to name her child Sakura if she had a girl. Sakura loved it and went with it. She started school as a girl. While it was difficult to convince the school to do that and wear the girls uniform he eventually got them to agree. No one except Touya, Tomoyo, and some of the school staff knew about it. By the time she was 10 Sanjiro was just a memory mostly forgotten. She was a cheerleader, good student, and of course the Cardcaptor. 

Sakura walked to Syaoran's house ready to tell him the truth. Tomoyo assured her everything would turn out okay. Kero said he would teach the brat a lesson if he did anything mean. Sakura rang the doorbell and Syaoran answered. 

“Uh, Sakura!” Syaoran blushed. “Wha-What brings you over here? Did you sense some magic?” Sakura shook her head.

“Actually, there’s something I need to tell you. Can I come in?”

“Uhh, sure.” He let her in and she sat down in the living room. Syaoran made some hot chocolate and gave some to her to which she thanked him. 
“So what’s up?” He asked.

“Well, It’s something I’ve been meaning to tell you. It’s something big that I think you should know. Once you do you might not think of me in the same way. You might not see me as a normal girl.”

“Sakura. I’ve thought all kinds of monsters with you, switched bodies with Kero, and fought a powerful four eyes pipsqueak that turned out to be the reincarnation of Clow Reid. I think I can handle anything you throw at me. “Don’t worry.” Sakura smiled and signed.

“The truth is that I’m a trans girl. I was born a boy named Sanjiro but I knew from the time I was in preschool that I was a girl. I've been living as Sakura since I was 5 and entering Kindergarten. My dad worked hard to get me to attend school as a girl but he got it. I know this is shocking but since we're close friends now and because we both admitted are feelings I needed to tell you.”

“Who else knows about this?” He asked.

“The only ones other than my family are Tomoyo, Kero, some of the school staff, and Yukito. Touya told him when they became friends and he was fine with it. I think Eriol knows too knowing him. I'm sorry I didn't tell you for so long. if you hate me now I don't blame you..” Sakura said sadly. Syaoran crossed his arms and sat straight.

“I'll admit I wasn't expecting this. I've heard of trans people before but I've never met one, especially someone so young.”

“My doctor said that will help. If I start early enough I'll look like my mom when I grow up.”

“Well, it doesn't matter who you once were. What matters know is that you're Sakura. That's what your cards say that's who they listen to. The Cardcapor Sakura. And if you ask me, well, I think you make a pretty girl.” Syaoran blushed. Sakura blushed back.

“Uh, Umm. Thanks, Syaoran. I'm glad I have someone like you here.” Sakura smiled and pulled her friend into a hug. Unknowingly to them Nadeshiko was watching from above as she smiled at her daughter.

“That's my girl.” She said before disappearing.

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Zuko was helping his uncle make some tea for themselves as well as the gang. His life had really changed in the past year. Going from wanting to capture the avatar to becoming friends with him. Yes, it was quite a journey. Though that was maybe his whole life. He wasn't always known as Zuko. For his first 12 years he was Princess Zuzu. He remembered how he hated when his mother dressed him up or when he had to spend time with his sister and her friends. His father and sister were less than supportive we he told them he wanted to be a boy. However, his mother and Iroh stood by him till the end.

“I will not let her embarrass our family like that!” Ozai spat. “She has done that more than enough by her poor firebending. By a royal princess none the less!” Ozai yelled furiously. Ursa frowned at this.

“Now, Ozai. I this this is confusing and a little frustrating by we need to help our child. Maybe this is just a phase and Zuzu will come back. But if she wants to be Zuko instread and our son than...”

“Oh, shut up!” Ozai yelled. “She is NOT my son. As far as I'm concerned she isn't my daughter neither. She was lucky to be born” Ursa sent a small glare at him. He told Zuko earior that Azula was born lucky and he was lucky to be born. He also seemed to not care when Lu Ten died. Iroh sent him a message regarding Zuko.

“Dear Brother.” Iroh wrote. “Your son needs you in a time like this. You should do your part as a father and be there for him.” Ozai sneered at this and wrote back.

“Look who's talking. Who's the one wasn't there for his son when he died!” Iroh never replied back. Ozai actually looked a little guilty on what he just said but couldn't find his voice to speak. Later Ursa went to check on Zuko.

“Zuko, honey. I'm sorry about your father. It's just going to take him time to get used to it
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“Yeah. Maybe when the avatar is finally found which will be never.”

“Just give him time, sweetie. It will be okay. I promise you will be Zuko soon.” Iroh also sent Zuko a later.

“You know, Zuko. When I lost my son I thought all was lost. That I had nothing left. But I was wrong. I will have a great nephew. One day you will be a prince reborn from the ashes of your past. You might even find it in the most unexpected way.”

Just then Azula took the message and read it.

“Give me back my letter, Azula!”

“Or what? Your run to mommy like a little girl?” Zuko glared at her. “It looks like our old uncle has given up, Zuzu. Losing Lu Ten was just to much for him. That's why we need dad in charge and not him when Grandpa dies.”

The next couple weeks brought big changes. The biggest and worst was that Ursa was gone. Zuko didn't know what happened to his mom. She just left and never returned. Was was weirder was that Ozai now used Zukos new name and pronouns. He even referred to him as his son. Zuko thought there might have been a collection. Years later his uncle world conform this. So he was Zuko now, but there was still no love. Ozai was only doing it for himself. For power. It didn't matter now. He was rotting in a jailcell. Not long after Ursa left Zuko got the punishment that left an everlasting impact. It was chosen that Iroh would travel with him.

“You take the kid where he can learn some respect. If he wants to be a man than he should know not to talk over me. He's barely my son or daughter.”

“I'll take your offer and train the boy. You might hate your kid but I could not have asked for a better nephew.”

“Whatever.” Was all Ozai said. When they left Zuko said he would earn his honor back no matter what it took.

“I'm going to get my honor back. I'm going to capture the avatar even if it takes the next 10 years. I'll earn my honor back, my rightful place on the thorn, and dad will finally see me as his son.” He warned his crew that anyone who called him “Princess Zuzu” would be topped overboard. They would call him “Prince Zuko” instead.

Zuko and Iroh completed the tea. Zuko was happy to know everyone in the group was okay with him. Sure, there were a few lighthearted jokes( mostly from Sokka and Toph) but it wasn't meant to be mean. He was truly home.

"Hey Zuko!" Aang called. "Is the tea ready yet?"

"Yeah. It will be just a second." Zuko replied.

"Finally. Who would have known tea takes that long." Sokka spoke.

"Good tea takes time, Sokka."

"Such a drama queen."

"I think you mean drama lord." Toph said

"Toph! Sokka!" Katara glared.

Zuko smiled and shook his head.

“Thanks, Uncle Iroh.” I couldn't have asked for a better uncle.” Zuko said.

“And I couldn't have asked for a better nephew and firelord. Or son for that matter” Iroh replied back

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“We join our 4 heroes as they decide to make camp for the day on their long journey. Ash has gotten his newest badge and wants to get an early start tomorrow so he can get his next one as soon as possible. Now he is training his Pokemon one last time before taking a rest. Clemont is working on his newest invention. Let's hope it doesn't blow up in his face again; and Bonnie is playing with Dedenne. Yes, it seems everyone is happy. Everyone that is except Serena. Would could be the problem?” The Narrator explained

Serena was indeed in a different move. She was pacing back and forth rubbing her hands. She looked like Ash when it was taking a long time for his dinner to be ready.

“Maybe I'll send him a message on the pokedex. No, what would never work. Oh! Maybe I can have Pikachu tell him. No. I kind of want it to be personal. Maybe I can...”

“Hi Serena.” Bonnie snuck up. “Is something wrong?” Serena jumped at that and almost shrieked. After seeing it was only Bonnie she calmed down.

“Oh, Bonnie. Sorry for jumping like that.”

“I'm sorry for scaring you. I just saw that you look nervous and I got worried about you.”

“I'm fine” Serena lied. “It's just, well, I'm trying to find out how I can tell Ash.” Serena looked at Bonnie with a concerned look.

“Your secret.” Bonnie said. Serena nooded.

Serena had told her secret to Clemont and Bonnie a while ago. No, not that she loved Ash though they pretty much already knew. But that she was trans. By her looks and personality no one would guess Serena was ever a boy. It all started when Serena was 6 years old. Her mom had always tried to get her to ride Rhyhorn. Serena didn't like it one bit. It was too rough and dirty. She had fallen off countless times and couldn't take it anymore.

“MMMMOOOOOMMMMYYYY! I hate this game!” Serena cried into her mothers arms.

“It's okay, honey. You just need a little practice.” Grace said

“No! I hate this game”

“But Sea..”

“No! I hate this game! This game is for boys.”

“First of all no it's not. I'm a girl and I love Rhyhorn riding. Two, you ARE a boy.” Serena hesitated before speaking.

“Well maybe I don't want to be one. Maybe I wanna be a girl!”

“What? Why on Earth would you say something like that?” Grace asked.

“Because I hate being a boy. I want to be a girl like you. And I hate my name. I want to be Serena!”

Grace was astonished; though the more she thought about it the less it surprised her. Her child was always on the girly side. He preferred to dance, girly Pokemon, and liked watching performing. She had caught her kid in her clothes before though she didn't think much of it. After taking Serena to a doctor it was decided to let her son be her daughter for a while. Days passed, weeks, and then months and Serena was still around. Grace knew by now her son was gone. She had been a girl for a year when she went to Kanto for camp.

“Professor Oak.” Grace said. “There's something I need to tell you. It's about Serena my daughter.”

“What is it?” Oak asked.

“Well, she's not like other girls. Serena is transgender. She was born as my son but decided last year she wanted to be a girl. Or that she was always a girl actually. I'm just worried she might get bullied if anyone finds out.” Oak nodded.

“Don't worry, Ma'am. I understand. I'll make sure no one bullies your daughter. There will be no bulling here. If I see any or if some is reported there will be some serious consequences. I'll make sure Serenas secret is kept a secret.” Grace nodded.

“Thank you, Professor.”

Serena was worried all week that she would be found out. That the other kids would call her a freak and just a boy in dress up. That never happened. The week still wasn't great though, until the end. There she met Ash Ketchum. She hurt her knee and Ash helped her get up and back to the camp. Serena fell in love for the first time here and it was with Ash Ketchum. She thought about telling Ash the truth that day but she couldn't find it in her. To the camp she was a girl and she wanted to keep it that way.

Back in the present Bonnie comforted Serena.

“You've got this.” She said. “Ash might be a bit of an airhead at times, but he's also kind and understanding when he needs to be. He won't abandon you. Trust me.” Serena nodded.

“All right. I'll them him.”

“Good. Nooooooooow” Bonnie pushed Serena all the way to Ash.”

“Hey! Bonnie? What do you think you're going!?”

“Hi, Serena. Did you came over here to relax too?” It was Ash. Serena blushed as Bonnie was already gone leaving her and Ash alone.

“Oh, Ash. I, Um. There was... No, actually. It's just that I, Um....There'ssomethingIneedtotellyou!”

“Huh?” Ash was confused by how fast she spoke. Serena took a deep breath and started again.

“There's something I need to tell you. Something important.” She sat down next to Ash and put her hands together on her lap. “I'm really scared though.”

“Don't be. No matter what I'll be here for you.” Ash smiled at her. Serena smiled back before speaking.

“Do you know what transgender is, Ash?”

“Is is some sort of new trainer class?” Ash asked. Serena almost facepalmed herself at that.”

“What? No! It's nothing like that. Transgender is when someone decides to become the opposite gender they were born as.”

“Become the other gender?” Ash cocked his head.

“Yes. Some people are uncomfortable being born as they assigned gender. They feel they should have been the other way around. They don't like having their birth name said or want to go though their natural puberty. Imagine if you woke up as a girl, or as Meowth.”

“That would be horrifying.”

“Well, that's what it's like for me. I'm transgender. People used to think I was a boy, even my mom. I hated everything about myself. My name, my clothes, my body, everything. It was horrible. When I was 6 I hold my mom the truth. After talking it it over with some doctors it was decided I could try to be a girl for a while. I was so happy that I finally got to be a girl. My mom and doctor eventually saw how happy I was and knew I wouldn't ever go back. By the time I meet you I had been living as a girl for a year. Now it's been 4 years going on 5 since I've transitioned. I currently take pills that stop my body from developing into a man. While I'm going to have to wait a while I can take estrogen when I get older to get a feminine body.” Serena stopped a moment before continuing “Now you know. I'm sorry I didn't tell you sooner.” She stopped again and looked at Ash who didn't speak and looked emotionless. “You hate me now do you?” Serena started to cry. She knew this was a bad idea. She was about to leave when Ash took her hand. She looked at him surprised.

“No. No, I don't hate you. I could never hate you. I'm glad you told me. Am I the only one?”

“No. I told Clemont and Bonnie a while ago. Other then them the only ones who know are my family, doctors, Professors Sycamore and Oak, and some of my friends back home.”

“What about the Performing people?” Serena shook her head quickly.

“Oh God no! People like me aren't aloud in. I would be disquieted and banned forever if they found out. So they need to think I'm a genetic girl”

“I'm sorry.” Ash said. “I don't know how much it pained you to have experience this or go though the pain of being scared to tell me.” Serena clutched her dress with her hands and shook a little.

“It's been hard at times. But I know I always have my mom, my friends back home, Clemont, Bonnie, and you.” Pikachu rubbed his head on Serena and all of Serena's Pokemon came out to hug her. “I'll always have all of you too.” Serena smiled.

“Come on.” Ash said. “Let's go get Clemont and Bonnie and have dinner. Then we can watch you practice performing and prove the girl you really are.” Serena blushed and smiled as they got up to do that.

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"My name is Junie B. Jones. The "B" stands for Beatrice. Except, I don't like Beatrice. I just like "B" and that's all. I'm just your average 1st Grader girl. Though it didn't start off like that. In fact I used to be a boy. That's because everyone thought I was a boy. I hated it. I was jealous of all the girls in my class for a while. They were so lucky that they got to wear dresses and skirts. I didn't have any because I had to be a boy and boys won't wear those. My school had lots of clothes for the theater classes, including dresses. Because I didn't have my own dresses I snuck in there and wore them. I knew it was naughty and I would get in trouble but that were just so pretty. I got caught a couple times and the teachers could call my mom. When I got home mommy and daddy grounded me and that dresses are for girls not boys. I would then cry. Not just because I got grounded but because I had to be a boy. I wanted to be a girl. Then one day everything changed. That is the day I would become a girl.”

Mrs. Susan Jones was cleaning the laundry when she got a call from the school. Her heart raced as a call from the school when she wasn't expecting it usually meant bad news.

“Oh, God. Please don't be the crossdressing again.” Susan said to herself. She resentfully picked up the phone. “Hello.” Susan said.

“Hello, yes is this Mrs. Susan Jones. Junie's mother.” The woman on the line asked. Her voice sounded unfamiliar. She was probably new.

“Yes, this is her. Is Junie okay. What's wrong?” She asked though she was afraid she already knew.

“Well, Mrs. Jones it seems there was been a problem with your child. A teacher here was outside on the playground when they caught Junie wearing some of the schools clothes. In short a skirt, blouse, long gloves, and a princess tiara.” Susan rubbed her temple and cursed.

“Damn it.” She said a bit too loudly. “Not again.”

“Again?” The staff member asked. “This has happened before?”

“Only for the umpteenth time it has. Do they want me to come pick him up?”

“The school day is almost over so you can if you want.”

“Okay. Tell the principal and Junies teacher I'll be right there. Tell Junie too.”

“I will, Ma,am. Have a nice day.” Susan rolled her eyes after hanging up the phone. “Have a nice day.” She really said that after telling me my son has crossdressed for the billionth time. Susan got in her car and put Ollie in the back and drove to the school. When she got there she found Junie sitting in the office still wearing the girls clothes.

“Why are you still wearing those” Susan asked Junie firmly. The lady from before spoke up.

“He said he couldn't find his regular clothes. He can wear them home and bring them back tomorrow.” Susan nodded.

“Let's go, Junie. We'll talk about this with your father thoroughly when he gets home.” He left the school with Junie in tears. The drive home was mostly silent. Soon they came to a stoplight. Susan sighed.

“Junie.” She sighed. “What am I going to do with you? You can't keep doing this. This isn't something boys do. Boys are supposed to get dirty, yell, and get hurt. You don't do any of that! How many mothers tell their kids to go get hurt? All the other moms tell stories about their boys doing manly things; but not my son. And what's worse is you went outside this time where other people saw you. Now the other kids will make fun of you. Why do you wear girls clothes? Why can't you be a normal boy?” Junie was started to cry again at the words "son" and "boy".

"I don't know." Junie said wiping tears.

"Why did you do it today?"

“I wanted to show Warren.” Junie said softly.

“Warren? Who's Warren?” Susan was confused. Why would he want to show this kid that he was wearing a skirt.

“No one.” Junie replied. Susan figured it would be useless to argue back so she stayed quiet. Even Ollie was not making sound. Back at home Robert learned of the news.

“You're grounded, young man. This means no TV and no dessert.”

“But I don't wanna miss desert!” Junie cried.

“It's pronounced “dessert, honey.” We'll doing this to each you a lesson.” Junie walked away crying upstairs.

“And were be hiding these clothes until we take them back to the school.” Robert said. Later that evening Robert and Susan were watching TV.

“What are we going to do with him, Susan. This is the 4th time in just two weeks he's been caught wearing girls clothes. This is something wrong with him.”

“I know. I've read about people who crossdress or have had surgery to become women, but they're all adults. I've never heard of a child going any of this. Maybe I should take him to a doctor.”

“It wouldn't hurt. Hopefully can can find the root of this problem.” So Susan took Junie to a doctor and explained the situation. The doctor then asked Junie some questions on why he crossdressed, did he play with boys and girls, and many more like if he wanted to be a girl.

“Junie. The doctor said. “Why do you like to wear girls clothes?”

“I don't know. I just do.”

“Do you like how they feel?” He asked. “Do they make you feel happy?”

“Yeah.”

“At school are your friends boys or girls? What games do you play?”

“I like to play hopscotch and house with the girls. I also like to play jumprope, play on the slide and swings, and put on make up.”

“Oh, God.” Susan muttered.

“Make up?”

“Yeah. Some of my friends have make up kits.”

“All right. Junie. Do you ever think of what it would be like to be a girl?” Junie looked up shocked.

“Huh?”

'Have you ever wondered what it would be like to be a girl? Do you want to be a girl?”

“Now hold on doctor.” Susan cut in. “I don't think we should asked crazy questions like that. Junie knows he's a boy and is happy. We just wanna know why he crossdresses. If you're not going to help my son then...”

“Yes.” Junie said barely audio.

“Yes what.” The doctor asked.

“Yes I wanna be a girl. I hate being a boy, mommy. I wanna be a girl like you or a princesses. Why can't I have long hair and dresses. Being a boy is the worstest! I wanna cut my thingy off and be like you!”

“Junie...” Susan said in disbelief. She couldn't believe she was hearing this. Was she dreaming? The doctor explained some children feel like they were born wrong. While it's rare it can affect some kids worse than others. Junie might get over it one day or he might not. The doctor told her that they could give Junie a small test run at home and treat him as a daughter. They would see were things go from there. After taking it over with Robert it was decided Junie would be their daughter, at least at home for a while.

“I don't know.” Robert said. “Are we really doing the best for him?”

“I know it's difficult, dear but our kid might be happy. We could wither have a happy and alive daughter in the future or a dead son. Which do you want?” Robert sighed and nodded.

“All right. Let's let her be herself.”

Junie was the happiest she had ever been. Susan couldn't remember the last time she saw her this happy. After a while it was decided to enroll Junie as a girl at school. It took a lot of talking, many papers, and much more but Junie was now a girl fulltime. Because she was only 5 she passed for a girl quite easily. Susan realized that Ollie would never remember having an older brother. Junie would always be his sister to him; and maybe that was for the best. Not long after Junie transitioned she and her mom talked over about her name.

“You know. You don't have to change your name. Junie is already a girls name as well as a boys name.”

“I like my name though it's the bestest.”

“Bestest” isn't a word, Junie.” Junie pouted a little at how everyone fixed her grammar.

“I have an idea for your middle name though. Bernard is a little boyish isn't it?”

“A new middle name?” Junies eyes sparkled. Susan nodded.

“How about Beatrice?”

“Beatreat? What the heck kinnda name is that?!”

“Beatrice, honey. It's actually an old family name. In fact, it would have been your middle name if you had been born a girl. I think your full name should be Juniper Beatrice Jones.”

“But that's the mostest weirdest name ever!”

“Please, sweetie. I always wanted to have a daughter with a unique name. I know it's weird but we can just call you Junie B if you want. Junie B Jones.” Junie smiled at that.

“I like that! I don't like Beatrice. I just like the “B” and that's all.”

“You're get used to it. For for now you're now Junie B Jones.”

“Besides. You might impress that Warren boy you like.”

“I don't like him!” Junie shirked and blushed causing Susan to laugh.

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The Kids Next Door were in the treehouse all playing Super Smash Bros Melee on their new Gamecabe. Nigel usually chose Mario while Hoagie had Captain Falcon, Kuki had Zelda, Wally had Link, and Abby had Samus.

“You guys won't be able to survive my Falcon Punch.” Hoagie said.

“Not if my Pokeball had anything to say about that!” Nigel shot back. Nigel threw a pokeball and it opened revealing Goldeen.

“What!” Nigel screamed.

“My turn.” Hoagie smiled. He then had the Falcon jump and land in front of Mario. Nigel tried to move him put it was too late. The Falcon punched him off the ring. Nigel was defeated.

“Should of brought more lives, Mario.”

“Maybe you should stick to racing.” Kuki said. She then threw a bomb at the Falcon blowing him away.

“Where are your moves now, Hoagie.” Kuki laughed. Hoagie put the controller down in shame. Before Kuki could stop celebrating Zelda got hit by a baseball bat sending her flying out. The bat was held by a man in a green tunic.

“Hey!” Kuki whined. “You can't hit Zelda. Link's her hero.”

“Eeh. It's payback for all the times I rescued her and got nothing in return. I don't know why you guys even try. We all now I'm the best here.” Wally said arrogantly.

“Aren't we forgetting something?” a girl in a hat said. Walley stopped smiling as he saw that Samus was still alive. Suddenly a hammer appeared and Wally grinned. He had Link grab the hammer and ran to Samus. Abby just had her stand there doing nothing. Then Link was just a few feet away she had Samus send a powerful blast killing Link and Winning the game.

“Aw crud!” Wally threw the controller in anger.

“Who did you say was the best Wally?” Abby smiled.

“I'll challenge you again! Just you and me!”

“You're on.” Abby said. They went back to the select screen and were about to begin. But before they could a loud explosion was heard and a big hole was in the treehouse. As the smoke cleared some teenagers came out of it.

“We know it's rude to invite ourselves in.” A familiar voice said belonging to Cree. “But being rude brats yourselves we think you all deserve it.”

“Cree!” Abby said. “What are you doing here?”

“Father's orders. He knows you have device that makes anything taste like sugar. He says it's bad for you and we should take it. Oh, and we should defeat you brats while we're at it.”

“You're going to have to get though us first!” Nigel said jumping off the couch. The other kids did the same.

“No problem.” Cree said. She then threw a bomb like device at the group who all ran away from it. One of the other teens named Ron tackled Hoagie to the ground.

“What's a fat kid like you need with more sugar in your diet anyway?” He sneered. Hoagie then grabbed a 2x4 and pulled the lever and the board hit his chin. Ron cried out in pain and fell. Nigel was dealing with a teen named Gerald who had a cold look in his eyes.

“Everyday I have to deal with my annoying little brother. You kids or even worse than him.”

“Touche” Nigel said coldly back.” The teen brung out a laser and shot it several times all which Nigel dosed. He then grabbed his own laser and fired at him but it missed.

“Ha! You missed, ya little turd!”

“Wasn't aiming for you.” Nigel said. The teen looked back and the laser hit a mirror and flew back right on him knocking him out. While this was happening Kuki was fighting a girl named Tracy. She kept pulling on Kukis pair hard.

“Oh does that hurt your little head.” Tracy said in a mocking voice.” She then laughed and laughed not noticing the fire in Kukis eyes. Kuki then kicked her hard in the stomach which sent her flying. She then slapped her several times leaving red marks.
Abby and Wally were fighting Cree. She kept blocking all of Abby's moves very easily.

“Come on, Abby. Do you really think you can beat me? If it wasn't for me you wouldn't know any of these moves now!”

“You might know hers but you don't know mine!” Wally said. “You want a challenge girly than fight me instead!” Wally had a determined look in his eyes. Cree, however, just laughed.

“Oh, please. Everyone knows you're the laughing stock of your little group.”

“Shut up!” Wally said.

“We're talking about a kid who can barely remember to ties his own shoes.”

“Shut up!” Wally said louder.

“A kid who thought Theodore Roosevelt fought in the Spanish Armada.”

“Shut up!” He said getting red in the face.”

“Tell me, kid. Why do you hate anything feminine? Is it because you were born different? That you aren't like other boys?”

'SHUT UP!”

“That you were born a girl named Wilhelmina!” All the teens laughed at this while wally looked down in shame.

“So you think by dressing up like a boy makes you one?” Tracy laughed.

“Just wait to he gets puberty.” Gerald also laughed. Wally looked up red but in control of himself.

“So what? Yeah I was born a girl. I'm not one now though and that's all that matters.

“Show me you're a real boy then.” Cree sneered. “I'm sure you don't have them.” Wally looked down again and the teens laughed.

“You weren't too far there, sis.” Abby then punched her really hard in the face causing Cree's nose to bleed.

“Ah! You little brat. I've got a date tonight and now it's going to be ruined that's to you. I'm telling dad when I get home!”

“So am I.” Abby said calmly.

“Whatever. I'll deal with you, later. Come on guys! Father can wait on that thing.” The teens all left leaving the kids alone. They all walked up to Wally.

“Don't listen to them, Numbuh 4.” Nigel said. “They're just bullies.”

“My sister will get what's coming to her when I tell my dad.” Abby added.

“Yeah. Who cares what a bunch of teenagers say.” Hoagie patted him on the back.” Wally looked at them.

“Thanks, guys, The next time I see those teens I'm gonna pound them so far hard they're going to need braces again.” They all laughed.

“I'm sure you will.” Abby said.

“You have all of us.” Nigel reminded him. “You're not the only one too. Fanny is also trans as well.” Wally nodded. He knew Fanny was once a boy and was teased for her feminine ways leading to her dislike of boys. Even though Mr. Boss was their enemy he supported his daughter.

“Numbuh 4.” Kuki said. “If you asked me you're the toughest, roughest most masculine boy I know.” Wally smiled at that.

“Thank you, Numbuh 3. That means a lot.” She smiled and gave him a hug and the rest joined in.

“All right.” Wally said. “Enough of this mushy junk let's get back to our game.”

“So I can kick your butt again?” Abby joked.”

“Oh, you're on!” Wally ran back to the couch with everyone behind him.

Chapter Text

When Queen Arianna gave birth to their son Rupprecht the King Frederic and the Kingdom of Corona were more than thrilled. Due to the Queens' illness she was expected not to make it nor was their baby. Luckily, she was given a magic flower that not only cured her by she gave birth to their healthy child. The celebration was short lived though as Rupprecht was kidnapped by a woman and disappeared into the night. The King and Queen were heartbroken as well as the rest of the Kingdom. Rupprecht became known as the “Lost Prince”.

Elsewhere, the woman who kidnapped the child Gothel planned to use the baby prince for her own gain. The flower had the power to turn anyone who sang to it young again. This is why Gothel kidnapped the Prince. The only problem was that the hair couldn't be cut. Once it was it lost it's power. So Gothel had to let it grow giving the Prince an unusual look. She also had the keep the Prince inside so she wouldn't be found out and arrested. She feared one day the Prince would want to cut his hair and look normal. That didn't happen as Rupprecht was...strange.

5 year old Rupprecht was sneaking into his mothers room when she was taking a nap. He tried to be very quiet and not wake her up. He looked in her closet and saw all the pretty dresses hanging. He put one on and danced around the room giggling. He was having so much fun he didn't notice Gothel standing there.

“Rupprecht!” Gothel yelled. Rupprecht gasped and fell on the ground looking and Gothel in horror.

“Mother! I'm sorry please don't get mad at me!”

“How many times do I have to tell you not to wear my clothes? You're a boy, Rupprecht. You wear pants instead.”

“But I like wearing dresses more. They're more comfy and I feel like a princess.” Gothel rubbed her temple. What was wrong with his kid?

“You're not a princess, Rupprecht. Only girls are princesses.” The Prince hesitated for a moment before speaking.

“Welllllllll, maybe I am a girl. In my books girls get to be pretty and wear make up and dresses. Boys don't get too and have mustaches and beards. I won't ever want to have a beard I wanna be a girl like you!”

“What? Why would you want that?” Gothel asked.

“I don't like being a boy. Maybe that's why my hair has to be long because I'm really a girl.”

“Look, sweetie I..”

“I really want to be a girl, mother. When I see the lanterns on my birthday I wish to be one but it never works. I've wished every year for two years now. If I'm never a girl I'll die.” Gothel was rather shocked by all of this. She had never heard of such a thing. What child in their right mind wouldn't want to be the other gender. Soon she sent Rupprecht to bed.

“Mother. Would you still love me if I was a girl?”

“Of course I would, dear.”

“Maybe I will have a dream of being a princess.”

“Go to bed now.” Gothel tucked him in and left. She sat down and tried to read but couldn't. The fact that Rupprecht wanted to be a girl so badly bugged her. She didn't know what to do. She thought it was a phase at first but it seemed to be getting worse. She then thought about letting the kid be one. Would it be so bad to let him wear dresses and let him pretend he's a girl? After all, if it is a phase it will soon go away. But if it isn't what will they do then. Puberty won't be kind to him.

“The one Prince I kidnap and it happens to be one with some unknown gender problem. Typical.” Gothel said to herself. She sunk into the chair and signed almost wishing she never kidnapped the kid. She only did it for the hair which was so long at this point it made him look like a girl.

“Look...like..a...girl.” Gothel said to herself again. Yes, The kid does look like a girl. The Kingdom is looking for a prince. A boy. They aren't looking for a girl. If she were to let Rupprecht live as a girl they would never find him. Not only would she have her flower but Rupprecht would be happy and not run away or hurt, or worse kill himself. She still couldn't let him go outside, too risky. Rupprecht might give it away or someone with very sharp eyes might see the resemblance. There is then problem of puberty put she could figure that out later. She thinks she read about something that can reverse the gender of something once. So it was decided she would let Rupprecht be a girl. She told him the next day.

“Rupprecht.” The child looked up her her curiously. “How would you like to be a girl?” The childs eyes lit up.

“Really?”

“Yes really. Do you truly believe you are a girl inside?”

“Yes yes yes. I am a girl. I am a girl. I am a girl.” Rupprecht said jumping up and down.

“All right. If you really believe you are I believe you too. You can be a girl now.” Rupprecht hugged Gothel tightly rubbing his face on her chest.

“Thank you mother! Thank you thank you thank you!” Gothel smiled and patted the childs hair.

“By the way. Rupprecht isn't much of a girls name. Would you like a different one?” The Prince thought for a moment before saying a name.

“Rapunzel!”

“What?”

“Rapunzel.” The child laughed. “I read it in a book and I like it. I wanna be Rapunzel.”

“All right then. Rapunzel it is. Now that you're a girl how about I make you your own dresses?” Rapunzel nodded with a big smile on her face.

“Yeah!” Rapunzel clapped.

So Gothel made Rapunzel many dresses for her daughter. Days passed then months and Rapunzel showed no signs of going back. When Rapunzel was 8 Gothel had looked at the way to help Rapunzel be a girl permanently. There was some special honey that comes from a varsity of flowers made by bees. It had the ability to change the gender of a person. It was very rare though. It was the only way. After months of trying Gothel finally got some. It was the most shiny honey she had ever seen and had the strongest most sweet smell. So she brought it home to Rapuznel to give it to her.

“Rapunzel. This is the honey I told you about. It will allow you to become a real girl just like you want. You won't have to worry about a beard or anything else. It is permanent though. Are you sure you want it?”

Rapunzel looked at the honey for a moment before taking the cup and drinking it. Rapunzel started to feel tingly and Gothel told her it was working. After several days Rapunzel looked like any other girl.

“Thank you, mother.” Rapunzel gave Gothel a hug. She than padded Rapunzels hair and talked to it.

“Of course, muffin.”

So for the next 10 tears Rapunzel lived her life painting, reading books, playing with Pascal, and waiting for the lanterns. When she was 18 she met Flynn Rider AKA Eugene Fitzherbert who took her to see the lanterns. She would find out that Gothel was not her mother and that she was the Prince of Corona. She told Flynn the truth about who she really was.

“But the Lost Prince is a boy. Hince the name Prince.” Flynn joked.

“I know. I used to be a boy. But I never felt like one so Gothel helped me become Rapunzel. I know I'm the Lost Prince though.”

“In that case we need to get you to the Kingdom. I'm not sure how you're convince them you're the Lost Prince, or Princess in this case. They're looking for a young man not a woman.”

“I gotta try. Even if I can prove it I just hope they accept me as their daughter and not a son.”

Flynn took Rapunzel to the castle were they told they knew the Lost Prince. There they meet the King and Queen. The Queen looked into Rapunzel's eyes confused.

“I don't understand.” She said. “I thought my son was found.”

“That's the thing.” Rapunzel said. “I'm not your son I'm your daughter. I know you think I'm a boy but I'm really a girl. There was never a Lost Prince Rupprecht. I'm the Lost Princess Rapunzel.” The Queen stared at her for several seconds as did the King. Arianna than touched Rapuznels cheek and started crying.

“Rapunzel.” She said. “My daughter. You're my daughter.” The two embraced and were soon joined in my Frederic and Flynn. While the Kingdom was shocked at first to learn the prince was now a princess they all came to love her. The King said anyone who calls her a man and not a real girl would face punishment. Rapunzel and Flynn soon married each other. Rapunzel just hoped she could make a good queen like her mother and one day be a mother herself.

Chapter Text

Drake and Josh were in their room during their thing. Drake was practicing on his guitar while Josh was doing his homework; as well as Drakes.

“You know.” Josh said. “It's pretty hard doing your homework and making it look like you did it while you're playing that guitar.”

“I'm helping.” Drake replied. “My listening to my music you will know what it's like to be me. My music helps you think like I do.”

“Now that you mention it I do feel dumber.” Josh joked. He put the pencil down. “You should be doing your own homework. Why should I do it?

“I'm paying you aren't I?”

“Yeah! And I'm going to have to use that money to pay Helen back for the soda machine you broke.

“How was I supposed to know that putting sugar in there would break it? I was just trying to make it better.” Drake made a poor excuse.

“Well in case you didn't notice it made it worse. Worse!” Josh empathized. Just then Walter came in with a box of things. “Hey, dad. Whats' that?”

“Your mom is having me clean out the garage and closets. Look! I even found my old tux from prom!” He showed them a 70s style tux which made the boys cringe. “Anyway. I'm gonna take a break. You mind if I set this down here?

“No. Go ahead.” Josh said.

“And take that tux with you. In fact, throw it away with the other things.” Drake told Walter. Their dad left leaving the boys with the box. Josh started looking though it and grabbed a scrapbook.

“This looks pretty old.” He said. He then looked at the cover and it said “Drake's old pictures”. “Hey, dude. It's you old pictures. I've never seen pictures of you as a baby or little kid. Maybe I can find one with poop in your pants.” But before he could open it Drake took the scrapbook from Josh's hand. “Ummmmm... rude much?!”

“You don't wanna look at these, Josh. They're boring and badly shot. “Oh, look here. Megan's baby pictures. Wanna see when the little she-devil herself was born?”

“Oh come on Drake. How bad can your pictures be? They can't be as bad as mine. Dad had a bad cold on a few of them and he sneezed every time he took a picture. So just show me your pictures.”

“How about not.” Drake replied. He was about to put the book somewhere where Josh wouldn't find it.

“Okay, dude what's the deal? Why won't you let me see the pictures?

“Trust me. Some things are better left unseen.”

“Maybe your grades but I think I deserve to see your pictures.”

“It's nothing thing personal against you, Josh. It's just, seeing these pictures might change your mind on me.” Josh got a weird look on his face.

“What? Were you once fat like me or something?”

“No. I'm too beautiful to be fat.” Josh got an annoyed face. “No Offense. I used to be different that's all.”

“Drake. You're my brother. There is nothing in those photos that will change my mind on you. Wait! You're not kissing mom on the lips are you?! Josh questioned. Drake looked disgusted.

“Okay. Eww.”

“Please Drake. You have to trust me.” Drake looked at him for a moment. Josh was right. They were brothers. Hiding something like this didn't make them good ones. He deserves to know the truth. Drake looked at the scrapbook for a moment before giving it to Josh.

“All right. Here man. I just hope it doesn't change things.” Josh looked at him for several seconds before opening the book. He flipped the pages one by one. With every page he got a more confused look. He then looked at Drake and then back at the pictures.

“I don't get it. These pictures, who is that? I don't see you at all. It's just some girl who looks like you.

“Yeah. I know.” Drake replied. Josh got a horrified look on his face.

“Oh my God. Drake. You didn't have a sister who died did you. I didn't..
.”
“No nothing like that. Though I guess you can say mom lost a daughter and Megan lost a sister.” Josh raised an eyebrow before looking at the pictures again and back at Drake.

“Wait a minute. You mean this girl on these pictures. She's...shes...”

“Yep.” Drake simply nodded his head.

“You mom cheated!”

“Josh!” Drake said annoyed.

“I'm kidding.” Josh laughed. “My God. This girl is you?” Drake nodded.

“That was me before we met at the Padres game. Before my mom and your dad met. I always knew something was wrong with me. Something just didn't feel right. As I got older I got more confused on what it was. Eventually I found out what it was. I wasn't a girl I was a boy. I told my mom and dad how I felt. Mom supported me as best as she could. She cut my hair, gave me a new wardrobe, and let me change my name. I was now her son. Dad.... was difficult. He didn't want to lose his daughter. Soon he and mom started having fights and he refused to talk to me. Not long after they got divorced. I felt the divorced was my fault and that we ruined are family. Mom said that wasn't true. Even Megan played a prank on him and told him he's not welcome back till he accepted me. Eventually My mom and your dad met and the rest is history. Now you know.” Josh was silent. He couldn't believe he never knew that.

“Does dad know?” Drake nodded. Josh was a little upset his father knew and never told him. Then again, it might have been at the request of Drake. “Drake. I'm sorry. I never knew about any of that.”

“Which is why I just told you.” Drake clarified him.

“It mush have been hard.”

“It often was. But I always had mom and Megan and my band was well to back me up. Now I have the most awesome brother and manager I ever could have asked for.” Josh smiled.

“You know what you are, Drake?”

“What?” Drake asked. Josh put his finger out with the foam finger on it.

“The #1 brother in the world. And the bravest person I know too.” Drake gave a nudge on his shoulder. “Now hug me brother!” Josh asked.

“All right. Small one.” They gave a quick hug before Walker walked right in.

“Hey boys. My old suit still fits.” Walter was wearing the old 70s tux from earlier.

'Oh. God.” They both examined.” Josh hid his face in shame as Drake went over the shut the door and get rid of the horrifying sight.

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Vegeta was in a training room killing some sailbaman. Nappa was watching the young Prince kill them one by one by himself. Being the son of King Vegeta it was expected he would be strong. He was punching them kicking, blasting, and ripping them limb from limb. Gory stuff. He then sent a powerful blast turning the saibaman into dust.

“Really.” Vegeta said. “I wish I had more to fight then these weaklings.

“Sorry, Vegeta.” Nappa replied. “It's your fathers orders.” Vegeta grunted. While his father accepted him as his son he still treated him like a daughter at times. He still believe Vegeta could not take cake of himself.
“Honesty. Sometimes father gets on my nerves.” He killed one last saibaman before leaving the room. He took a towel and wiped the sweat off. A soldier who looked like an overgrown rat came in.

“Your highness. It's time for your shot.”

“Very well.” Every month Vegeta had to take a shot that was to morth his female body into a male 100%. It was still rather new so it was unknown if it could completely work. He got the shot and look it like the tough Prince he was. It was a thick needle but he didn't fear it. Now worms; worms were scary. Vegeta had been living as a Prince for a couple years now. Before that he was known as the Princess of all Saiyans. A title he despised. The feminine dresses were some of the worst. Usually he just wore his battle armor. His father made it sure that everyone make sure to call Vegeta a Prince and refer to him as male.

“Anyone who refers to my son as female or make fun of his transition on purpose will be punished for it.” So most stayed quiet. It would be smart not to cross the King. There were two exceptions though. Lord Frieza and Lord Beerus. Beerus could destroy them with just the snap of a finger. Despite this he seemed to respect Vegetas decision. Frieza, on the other hand did not. He took it at whatever chance he got to torment Vegeta. There was one time that really took him off the scales; or scouter for that matter.

“Well, well well.” An arrogant voice said. “How is our lovely Princess today?” Vegeta scowled.

“Leave me alone.” Vegeta simply said.

“What? I was just commenting on your beauty, my lady.”

“I mean it. Stop it.” Vegeta was getting mad. Frieza had been at this all week.

“I'm just making sure the Saiyan Princess is okay. There's been talk that she think she's a boy and that by switching clothes and names she...”

“Shut up!” Vegeta yelled. He was red now. He wanted to kill this piece of crap now. He was clutching his fist ready to strike.

“Tsk Tsk.” Frieza said. “That's not very lady like. Maybe I should tell your father.”

“You know my father approves of my choice.”

“Really? Your father can't stand up to his own daughter? No wonder he can't control such an insignificant race. Bunch of monkeys you are.”

“If you're going to insult me fine go ahead, you coward. But if you insult my people I take that as a challenge.”

“A challenge. You say you're willing to fight me?” Vegeta's throat got dry. Did he just really walk into this. But he couldn't back down. It would just give Frieza more ammo.

“Yes.” Vegeta said. “Yes I do.” Frieza smiled.

“Very well. Come to my ship tomorrow night. You can bring as many supporters as you want. And don't back down because you and your worthless monkey father will never hear the end of it.” Vegeta grit his teeth. He had done it now. Word soon got out of the battle and his father wanted him out of it.

“I'm sorry son. I forbid it. Frieza will destroy you. I'm going to talk to him and...”

“No, father!” I'm going to fight him wither you like it or not! If you really see me as your son you will be there for me! Frieza has been nothing but a bastard to us all our lives. It's time someone stood up to him. I'm fighting him and there's nothing you can do to stop me. “Besides, there's a no kill rule anyway. Sad. I wanted to kill him.

The next day the fight is set. Vegeta and Frieza are in a big colosseum. Many people were in the stands cheering. Soon a referee shows up.

“This will be a one on one battle between Lord Frieza and Prince Vegeta. The rules are simple. Not hitting in the eyes. No hitting in the groin. No killing. The last one to be conscious wins. Let the battle begin!”
Vegeta bolted towered Frieza. He listed his fist to throw a punch but it was easily blocked. Vegeta then tried to kick him which was also blocked. Vegeta did a backflip a few times before charging at Frieza. He then threw some punches really fast and Frieza merely blocked them too. After a moment they both stopped. Vegeta was panting.

“Felling tired, Princess?” Frieza mocked.

“Not till I finish you.” Vegeta charged at him again throwing more punches. Frieza just laughed.

“Honestly. I don't know why you insist on being called a man.” Frieza said. “You're nothing but a kid playing dress up.” Vegeta was then able to pull a punch and hit Frieza in the face.

“Ahh!” Frieza held his face in pain. “Why you, filthy little monkey!” Vegeta then kicked Frieza hard which sent him flying. He then moved fast and kicked Frieza to the other side, then up before using both knuckles to known him into the ground. Frieza was lying a moment before he got up.

“That's it.” Frieza said angerly. “I'm done playing.” Frieza moved fast and got behind Vegeta. He took both his arms and started stretching them causing Vegeta to cry in pain. Frieza then kicked Vegeta to the ground and put his face in the dirt.

“See.” Frieza laughed. “You're dirt. No! Lower than it. You're a saiyan monkey!” Frieza then punched Vegeta multiple times causing him to bleed. “I think we're done here.” Frieza began walking away proudly thinking he'd won. But then the people erupted in cheers and Frieza saw Vegeta in the air. Vegeta then sent dozens upon dozens of blast to Frieza.

“Who's lower than dirt now, Bastard!” He sent dozens more before sending a Big Bang attack on the ground destroying the ring. Dirt was everywhere and people were looking to see where Frieza was. As it cleared it was shown Frieza was still standing. Scratched and hurt but standing.

“What?” Vegeta yelled. “That was my ultimate attack!”

“My turn.” Frieza said darkly. Like Vegeta Frieza went in the air and sent dozens of blast to Vegeta who was too stunned to dodge. After that he sent a powerful red blast that almost destroyed the colosseum. People had to get out or they would have been killed. As the dirt cleared Vegeta was shown on the ground in pain. Alive, but in pain. Frieza walked up to him with a mean smile.

“It doesn't matter if you're a man or woman. You're always be a worthless monkey.” He gave Veegta one last punch before leaving. When he was gone King Vegeta, Nappa, and Raditz went to his side.
“Son.” King Vegeta said. “My son, are you okay?”

“I failed.” Vegeta said weakly.

“No. You didn't. You made us proud. You stayed until he end to prove yourself. You don't need to win to prove your my son or a saiyan. I've never been more proud of you.” King Vegeta smiled.

“You can count me in on that.” Nappa said.

“Me three.” Raditz joined in.

“Come, my son. Let's get you healed up.” That all got up to go and heal Vegeta.

“Father.” Vegeta said softly. “Thank you. For everything. For letting me be your son and for letting me fight. Thank you.”

“You're welcome, Son.”

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Carly was in the studio getting herself ready. Freddie was getting the camera ready while Sam finished a Fatcake. Carly had decided that she was going to tell her audience a secret she had been keeping from them for years. No one except her family and some close friends knew about it. But she fought her fans deserved to know for all their dedication over the years. She just hoped it would be okay. Sam walked up to her and spoke.

“You sure you want to do this?” Carly was quiet a moment before taking a breath and nodding.

“Yes.” She said rather nervously. “They need to know.” She fixed her hair a little more before she looked at a paper of what they had planned for the show today. The big reveal was going to be first. Might as well get it over with. Spencer came in with a sculpture made out of plastic hands. He walked over to Carly and smiled.

“I think you're doing the right thing. I've gotta hand it to you.” He gave Carly one of the hands. “You're being very brave.” Carly laughed a little.

“Thanks, Spencer.”

“When we're done I'd thought we'd celebrate with something good.” He pulled some spaghetti tacos out from no where. “Spaghetti tacos!”

“Ummm. Where were you hiding those?” Carly asked.

“You don't want to know.”

“Good enough for me.” Carly sarcastically said. Freddie had just got everything set up.

“Okay guys. I'm ready when you are.” Carly nodded.

“Let's do this.” She told them. She and Sam got in front of the camera nervously. Freddie pressed a few buttons.

“In 5, 4, 3, 2..” He pointed his finger signaling they were on.

“Hey there!” Carly and Sam said in unison.

“I'm Sam.” Carly said.

“And I'm Carly.” Sam said.

“And this is iSam!” They both said.

“Don't worry. We know who we really are. I think I kind of like that though. iSam.” Carly laughed.

“Hey, it's better than iFreddie. Sounds like “Spongebob's I'm ready” doesn't it? ” Sam joked. Freddie scowled at her.

“Anyway. We've got a big show for you guys today but before we do that I've got a big announcement to make.”

“No, Carly isn't getting married. And no she's not interested in any of you guys.” Sam said.

“It's something I'm been hiding since Icarly started back in 2007. It was really uncommon with people my age back then. Here's the truth.” She took out an old picture that had a young boy on it. “This is me when I was little. Before I transitioned. Back when I was still Carl. When I was still a boy. I realized at an early age I was not a boy though. Luckily I had a dad and brother who supported me. When I told them I was a girl they helped me the whole way.”

She then took out another photo with her and Sam. It was when they were young and not long after Carly came out.

“This is when Sam and I were little. She always helped me when we were kids. When some kids ever found out I was trans and made fun of me Sam was always there to teach them a lesson.”

“And I will again if anyone here has anything to say about it.” Sam said to the audience.

“Then there was Freddie. At first I thought he's be upset when he found out but he stayed by me instead. He showed me there are more people I can trust in this world.” Freddie smiled and nodded. Carly then looked at Spencer.

“Then there was my brother Spencer. He pushed the limits of what it meant to be a brother. He bought me clothes, helped get my name changed, and get me enrolled in school as a girl. I couldn't have asked for a better brother.” Spencer was crying like a baby and used one of the plastic hands to wipe the tears.

“Then of course there was my dad. He did everything Spencer did and more. I love him and I hope I can be the best daughter I can be for him. I know this is a bit of a shock for many of you, especially long time viewers. But I thought you deserved to know. Well, now you do. I hope this doesn't change things to much for you. But you know now that I'm trans.” Carly ended the speech and Sam, Freddie and Spencer clapped for her.

“Now, like I said we've got a big show planned for you tonight so I hope you're ready for a long one.”

“Don't worry.” Spencer said. “We've got plenty of hands to help us.” The others laughed as they began their show.

“Now in all seriousness here's the show.” Carly said.

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December 1946

Susan Walker was a very special child Kris Kringle thought. For one she was almost like a grown up in a kids body. Her mother originally raised her this way teaching her the truth rather than lie. One thing that botherd Kris was that she thought her there was no Santa Claus. He thought that wasn't right. Susan is a kid and should get to act and think like one. She has all her life to be a bitter adult. That wasn't the biggest shock though. What was bigger was that Kris found out she was born a he. She used to be a boy named Stu but felt like a girl.

“What do you mean you were born a boy?” Kris asked.

“I was born wrong. I should have been a girl instead. I told my mom that I was one and she let me become a girl”

“Does your father know about this?” Kris asked. Susan hook her head.

“Mom thinks that if he finds out he'll take me away and make me be a boy again. He would also send mom to the nut house.”

“What about the other kids?”

“They make fun of me sometimes. One boy once saw me wearing a new dress and playing with a doll and said “What kind of boy plays with dolls and wear dresses?” and I said. “I'm not a boy I'm a girl. He then walked away with a weird face.”

Kris wasn't sure he understood. She claimed to have written to him once when her mom wasn't looking wishing to be a girl. When it didn't happen she believed her mother there was no Santa. Kris talked to Doris about it.

“She told me last year that she felt like a girl. At first I thought he just wanted my attention or was confused about something. So I bought him some dresses and called him by his new name Susan. Before I knew it Susan was here to stay.”

“What have the reactions been like?” Doris sighed.

“I have a lot of parents calling me crazy and that Susan should be taken away from me. One couple said they would cut Susans hair themselves. If that happened she would be devastated. It look her months to grow it long.”

“What do you plan to do for the future? Let her become a woman? There will be puberty in the future.” Doris nodded.

“I've read about how men used to have their bits removed so they're voice wouldn't drop back in the olden days. It would also prevent facial hair. Maybe if Susan is still sure in several years we can consider it. I'm not sure how she can get breast though. I know she could never get pregnant. I want her to be happy. I know she wants a new birth certificate with her new name and declaring that she's female. I've told her that won't be able to happen. I wish there was a way it could.”

During his court session Kris wondered it Susan would get a similar trial. While he was trying to prove he was Santa she would have to prove she was a girl. Kris chuckled. Maybe they weren't so different actually. Eventually Kris won the case and was legally Santa. It seems all was said and good. But he was unable to get Susan the house she wanted; or change her into a real girl. Susan was rather upset.

“I knew you weren't the real Santa.” Susan cried “You're just a nice man with a beard.”

“I'm sorry, Susan. I tried to get you that house but I was unable to.”

“And turn me into a girl.”

“That proved even harder. But look here.” He put her in front of a mirror. “Now what do you see?”

“You and me.” Susan said.

“Who am I in the mirror? Who's refection do you see?”

“Santa's.”

“Me too. And who's reflection do you see for yourself?”

“Me. Susan.”

“Exactly. Me too. I see a little girl named Susan. She's already proven she's a girl. She doesn't need a piece of paper for it.”

“I guess. You did though.” Susan replied.

“Proving to be Santa is a lot harder than proving you're a girl. Just remember Susan that this mirror already proves it.” Susan nodded though was still disappointed none the less. However, it didn't take long for Susan and her family to find her dream house. That wasn't it. There was also a birth certificate sent to them with Susan's new name and declaring she was female.

“I knew he was real I knew it!” Susan said happily. After Susan left the room Doris talked to Fred quietly.

“First the house now this. By law Susan is a girl.” Fred nodded.

“Yes. It seems like she got her wish.”

“We still have to worry about her in the future. She doesn't want a beard like Mr. Kringle.

“We'll find a doctor then who can fix her. Unless Kris can do something about it first.” He looked at a cane that was by the fireplace. Doris nodded happy that she meet Kris Kringle and made him Santa.

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Camp Greenlake is a place where bad boys are sent to become good boys. They all committed some sort of crime to be sent there as they were too young to go to jail. Hector Zeroni; better known as Zero was one of those boys. He got busted for stealing some shoes from a Payless. Having no family to help him he was sent here to pay for his crime. He was amazed he was though. Hector was actually born female. He had been living as a boy for a while now. He had three options. Mens jail, womens jail, and Camp Greenlake. He got Camp Greenlake. At least it was a mens camp. Zero wiped some sweat off his face as he was digging a hole. Soon Mr. Sir arrived with the watertruck to deliver their lunches. During lunch Zero talked to Stanley.

“Hey, Stanley.” Zero said. “Later today when we're working on my reading lessons can I tell you something. It's something you need to know.”

“Sure. You can tell me now.” He replied but Zero shook his head.

“No. I wanna do it in private where no one will here us.”

“Okay. We can do that.”

“Cool. I'll help you with your hole after lunch.”

Zero helped Stanley with his hole as the other boys glared and snorted. He could understand why they were mad but he couldn't tell them. Later on Zero finished his hole and returned to the camp to save Stanley help with his reading.

“All right. R.O.C.K. What does that spell?” Zero looked at the word.

“Umm. Ra..ock . No. It's...rock.”

“Good. How about this. P.I.L.L.O.W.”

“Pielow...pillow.”

“Excellent. Now let's do a hard one. P.H.O.T.O.S.Y.N.T.H.E.S.I.S” Zero chuckled.

“Really, dude?”

“I know.” Stanley laughed back. “But see if you can get it.”

“Ummmmm. Pa...pa...pha...phot..photo....photo...sike...se..sey..syn..the...sis...photosynthesis.” Stanley clapped at this.

“That's right, man. You got it.” Zero smiled.

“I have you to thank for it. You're my first real friend I had here.”

“You are to, Hector. I mean I liked the other guys but you're the one I'm closest too.” Hector nodded.

“Which is why I have to tell you a secret of mine. A very big secret. I haven't told the other boys in camp yet and I feel like I can only trust you with it now. You might think of me differently though.

“Hector. None of the guys think badly of you. Just because you're quiet and can't read doesn't make you different from the rest of us. You can tell me what your secret is. I'll be there for you.” Hector nodded and took a deep breath.

“The truth is I'm not like other guys here. I'm not the same.”

“What do you mean?” Stanley asked.

“Here. Let me write something down.” He took the pen and paper and wrote something down on it. When Stanley looked at it he saw it and read “Haley”

“Haley? Who's Haley?”

“Hailey....Hailey was my old name. The name I was born with. I was born a girl.” The air was silent a moment before Stanley broke it.

“You...were born a girl? I don't think I understand.”

“I was born with a girls body. I'm not a biological boy. For several years I was one and went by the name Haley. I tried to be one for my mom but it was just hard. Eventually I told her the truth about how I felt. She helped me cut my hair, choose a name name, and make me legally a boy. It it wasn't for her I would still be Haley.” Stanley looked amazed.

“You were really a girl? You look nothing like one.”

“I never went though a girls puberty. I take blockers which prevent my body from developing like a girls. They were expensive but my mom got them anyway. It's going to be a while but I might get hormones supplied to me from the camp.”

“So I'm the only one who knows?” Stanley asked.

“Well, out of all the guys yes. Though the adults know. Mr. Sir made a few jokes about it and so did some of the other counselors. Nothing to bad but still annoying. The Warden mostly keeps quiet about it but I think she's also weirded out by it as well. Mr. Pendanski just likes to make fun of me for not being able to read or write. I have heard him talk behind my back though about being trans. I do know they were sworn to keep quiet about it from the diggers or they would be fired. The court also had them pay for my blocker pills and maybe my hormones like I told you. I'm just happy I'm legally a boy here.” Stanley sat quiet a moment before speaking.

“Well I don't have a problem with you being different. You're still Zero to me. You're still Hector. If your mom saw you as a boy that's good enough for me.”

“Thanks, Caveman.” Zero smiled.

“You know.” Stanley replied. “You will have to tell the other guys at one point. They're your friends and should know at one point.”

“I know. I'm just nervous. They're already upset about me digging your holes.

“Tell them when you're ready. If you're not yet that's fine. But being a friend means being truthful. I'm sure they will understand.” Zero nodded.

“Thanks, man. For being a good teacher and friend.”

“Hey. Bad boy or good boy you're still a boy.” Stanley told Hector.

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Bruce Wayne was in his house training. This includes running around outside, multiple push ups, pull ups, and sit ups, lifting weights, using his weapons on targets, and much more. He had to stay in shape in order to be Batman. His super hero after ego was something that put fear into everyone, even his allies. Bruce was doing some sit ups when Alfred arrived.

“I brought you you're lunch, sir. I expect you to eat it then rinse yourself off and get some rest. You've been working to hard.”

“Right. Let's just get this over with.” Bruce went over to the table to eat. Bruce would be lying if he said he didn't like Alfred's meals. Alfred was also the only person in the world who told Batman what do do and got away with it. Bruce didn't like to take showers too much. It meant seeing himself naked and being reminded of his feminine body he once had. Back when he was Brianna.

Later on Bruce was on the Batcompulter looking up important stuff.

“It's amusing, Master Bruce.” Alfred said. “Most men your age spend their time watching the game or reading a Playboy. Here you are looking up ways to scare clowns.” Alfred chuckled a bit.

“I always need to be one step ahead. Especially against the Joker.”

“He's the only one who really worries you out of all the weirdos you face.”

“In a way. To the the truth I think he would be the only one who would still take me seriously if he found out my secret.”

“Are you worried about that?”

“If anyone were to find out Batman used to be a woman he would be a laughing stock. No longer would he strike fear into his enemies. I need to make sure that never happens.” Bruce crossed his arms and looked down. “But the weird part is the Joker is so crazy he wouldn't care. This is all a game to him. As long as I chase him around town like cops and robbers he's happy.” Alfred nodded.

“I seem to recall you were scared to tell your parents you were really their son.”

“I was terrified. Being big names the fact that their daughter wanted to be their son would have made the news. I thought it would have been embarrassing for them and they wouldn't have it. Instead they took me into their arms as Bruce.” Bruce smiled a little thinking of one of the only happy memories he had as a child.

“Your parents did everything they could to make sure you were just Bruce.”

“Yes. They helped change my name, my sex legally, and everyone was to refer to me as a boy or the son of Thomas and Martha Wayne.”

“Barbara seemed to take it over well. As did Dick and Tim.”

“They all did. I trust them so I had no problem telling them. Though Barbara might have already known being the daughter of James.”

“Gordon was the one who saved you when you were attacked from the gang when you were a child wasn't he, sir?” Bruce nodded.

“A group of guys knew my secret and thought I was a creep. They tried to beat me up but James showed up and scared them away. I have a lot to thank him for.”

“He also helped clear the way for your top surgery when you were 16.”

“Yep. The fact that I had breast was killing me. I was too young to have it done myself as I wasn't legal age yet. You didn't have quite the power to set things. James pulled some strings and was able to get me the surgery 2 years early.”

“After that you begun your training to get your preferred body.”

“It was a long hard process. Sometimes I almost gave up. But I started taking T pills and it helped a little more. When I became Batman I knew I had to train twice as hard.”

“Have you told any of the others? Clark? Diana? Wally?”

“Yes. It did come as a shock to them. Especially Diana.”

“Why is that?” Alfred asked raising an eyebrow.

“Being from an Amazon tribe of only women I don't think she would place why I would want to be a man. She was thought that women are superior and can't wrap her mind around why it bugged me."

“It never caused problems when you two dated?” Bruce folded his arms.

“No. By then she saw me as Bruce. I think she liked it more that way anyway.”

“Clark must have saw though you the moment he meet you.”

“With his x-ray vision I'm sure he found out rather quickly.” Bruce slid in his chair a little knowing Clark had probably seen things.

“So it seems that you've succeeded in becoming the son you always dreamed of. Everyone you know sees you as Bruce and you think even the Joker would still see you as Bruce.”

“They are all good. I have you must to thank for. Alfred. When mom and dad died you took me in as your son. You made sure that the whole world saw me as Bruce. I won't know what I would do without you.”

“Well your house would be a mess, you would have to take all your calls yourself, and you would be having frozen pizzas, cereal, and ramen for dinner every night.” Bruce smiled at that. “But you would still be Bruce and Batman. That is what matters most.”

Bruce looked at the computer and back to Alfred.

“You know, Alfred. You're right. I do work too hard. How about you and I go to a baseball game. As father and son.” Alfred smiled.

“It would be my pleasure, Master Bruce.”

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Lily was in her room. It had been an hour since she said she was going to tell her mum and dad about how she felt. She already told James and Albus and they told her they would have her back.

“You know. I always wanted a sister.” James said.

“I knew you were a girl anyway.” Albus told her. Lily smiled at her brothers comments. She had told them her secret. Now she had to tell her parents. She was 8 years old now. In just three years her Hogwarts letter would be showing up. She was worried it would have her birth name on it. With that she was worried she would have to go to the boys dorm which would be 7 miserable years for her. She had to tell them it was now or never.

“Don't worry, sis.” Albus said. “We'll back you up if you need us.”

“I don't think you will though. I have a feeling mum and dad will support you.” James also said. Lily nodded her head.

“Okay, I'm ready.” She went downstairs. Her father was waving his wand working on some spells whole her mum was using a laptop. Unlike her father her mum found muggle objects fascinating. Her Grandfather Arthur was even more amazed by them. She went down the stairs and into the room her parents were. They both noticed her and Ginny spoke first.

“Is there something you need, Remus?” Lily flinched a bit at the sound of her real name. She knew she was named after a Hogwarts professor who was friends with her father and best friends with her grandfather James Potter. Her middle name Neville was after a good friend of her father's from school who now worked at Hogwarts.

“Umm. There's something I need to tell you. Both of you. It's very important.” Harry and Ginny looked at each other before looking back at “Remus”.

“Sure, kiddo.” Harry said. “What's the problem?”

“Alright.” She sat down by her parents looking like she was ready to puke.

“Are you okay?” Ginny asked.

“I'm just nervous about what I need to tell you.” Lily gulped.

“You can tell us anything, kiddo.” Harry said.

“Well....I don't want my name to be Remus anymore.” The air was so silent that they would hear the wind outside. Harry and Ginny could also hear their other two son's breathing by the stairs but ignored it.

“You.. you want to change your name?” Harry questioned. “What do you mean? You don't like your name? We choose it for a reason.”

“I know. I know you named me after one of the heroes who fought with you. But.... it just doesn't fit. I want something more... feminine.” Harry and Ginny looked at each other. They were sure they knew what was coming next.

“Do you feel like you're really a girl?” Ginny asked. Lily was quiet a moment before nodding slightly.

“I don't wanna grow up to be like James and Albus when they do. I wanna be a mom. I want to go to school as a girl. I'm so worried the letter will have my name on it and I'll have to go there as a boy. I just can't do that. I can't imagine myself growing a beard.” Lily started crying here. Ginny took her in and hugged her. Harry put one hand on Lily's hand and another on her head.

“It's okay. Kiddo.” Harry said. “We don't let that happen. If you really feel like a girl inside than your mom and I will help you.”

“That's right. We will.” Ginny said.

“I already told James and Albus. They said they will help me.”

“Good. Tell you what. You're mom and I will floo up to the school and talk to the Headmistress about this.. I'm sure we can get it all sorted out.”

“Do you have a name you would prefer.” Ginny asked.

“Well. I was thinking since I was named after a hero of yours and a friend I could still do that.” Lily asked.

“How about Lily Luna?” Harry asked. Ginny smiled. This is the same they would have chosen if they had a daughter.

“I like that. Lily Luna. I'm Lily Luna Potter.” Lily said proudly.

“Our little Lily.” Ginny kissed her daughter.

“You'll be with me until the end?” Lily asked.

“Always.” Ginny said.

So Harry and Ginny went to Hogwarts to talk to Professor McGonagall.

“I assure you that Lily will be able to come to Hogwarts as herself. While rare we have had some students like in before. When it is time her letter will have her preferred name on it and there should be no problem with the staircase.”

“What about bullies?” Ginny asked.

“Anyone student who bullies Lily will receive a warning at first. A detention will be given and so on if the behavior continues. Teachers will also be required to use her preferred name and pronouns. She will also get to wear the girls uniform.”

“There's also the issue of her body. It can be changed with potions can it?” Harry asked.”

“Yes. But it is a long and hard process. She can take a potion that will stop puberty as soon as she starts her first year. She will probably have to wait a few years to take anything else. While she'll be disappointed being behind the other girls it's a rule by most healers that no one can take permanent body changing potions until about age 14. We'll see where things go from there.” Harry and Ginny nodded. After their meeting with the Headmistress they told Lily the news.

“So I can be a girl at school?” Lily shrieked. Her smile was big.

“Yes you can.” Ginny told Lily. “You don't have to worry about the letter, staircase, or bullies. You can also start taking potions that will stop your puberty too.” Lily hugged both her parents.

“I promise I'll be the best daughter I can be.”

“You already are, Lily. You already are.” Harry said.

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During WWII the Pevensie children's father went to fight in battle. The children included Peter, Susan, Edmund, and Lucy in that order. Though for her first six years she was known as Lucien. Shorty before the War really broke out she told her family the truth.

“I think I'm a girl.” Lucian said. Her three siblings looked confused.

“Huh?” The other three siblings looked at her.

“I'm not a boy. I'm a girl.” Lucian said more assured.

“Is this about you wearing my dresses?” Susan asked.

“It's just not that. I feel like like I was born wrong.”

“Born wrong?” Edmund questioned. “I won't understand.”

“To tell the truth. I don't think I do either.” Lucian said.

“So does this mean you want to be a girl? Be our sister?” Lucian nodded.

“We'll support you.” Peter said. “Right?”

“Of course. I've always wanted a sister anyway.” Edwin was rather quiet a moment.

“Edwin” Peter said firmly. “Will you support her?”

“Umm. Yeah. I will.” Edwin replied not so sure.

“Then it's settled. “You're are sister now.” Lucian smiled. “I don't know how we'll break this to mum and dad.”

“You'll be with me won't you.” Lucian asked.

“Of course.” Both Susan and Edwin nodded. “Does our new sister have a name?” Lucian pondered a moment before speaking.

“Lucy. My name is Lucy.”

So the four siblings decided they would tell their parents in just a few days. After their dad got home from work he often turned on the radio listening to the news about how it looked like a war was about to break out. Susan let Lucy wear some of her old clothes for the reveal. Lucy said she wanted to be their daughter and sister when the time came. One evening Peter came down to set it.

“Mum. Dad.” Peter said getting his parents attention. “This something you need to know.” Peter looked nervous and both his parents noticed.

“What's the matter, son” His father said putting down a newspaper. Peter felt little sick and was gulping. He could fell a little sweat too. He was worried this wouldn't work out and his parents would send Lucy to an insane asylum. What would happen then? Would his father walk in and say. “My son thinks he's a girl. Fix him!” Lucy would walked out worse and truly insane. Peter found his voice.

“It's about your daughter.”

“Susan? What's wrong with her?” Helen looked worried.

“Not Susan. I mean Lucy. Your daughter Lucy.” Both his father and Helen looked at each other like he was walking on water.

“What do you mean? Who's Lucy” His father asked.

“I think you better see.” He gestured to the other room and Susan and Edmund entered.

“Mum. Dad.” Susan said. “We'd like you to meet your daughter Lucy.” She threw her hand in the doorway and “Lucy” walked in. Helen gasped and their father's jaw dropped when they saw what their son was wearing. Helen found her voice first.

“Lucian! Why on Earth are you wearing those clothes?” Lucy took a deep breath and started talking.

“Because I'm a girl. I'm not a boy like you think I am.”

“What are you talking about.” Their father looked astonished.

“My name is Lucy. I'm your daughter. Your son Lucian isn't real. He's just pretend. I'm really a girl.”

“Lucian.” Helen said. “I don't know who put you up to this but get out of those clothes now! We will discuss this later I promise you that.”

“No! I'm a girl so I'm wearing this!” Lucy said starting to cry.

“Lucian. Now.” Helen said firmly.

“Mom.” Peter cut in. “I know this is confusing but trust me when Lucy is telling the truth.”

“She's our sister.” Susan continued.

“And your daughter.” Edmund closed.

“He is not a girl!” Helen said. “I don't know what's going on here but it stops here!”

“I'm telling the truth, Mum.” Lucy tried. Helen looked at her husband.

“Will you please talk some sense into him.” Their dad looked at Lucy who was crying. He looked at the other kids and Helen before speaking.

“How...how long have you felt this way?” Helen looked shocked.

“A very long time. I know I'm a girl. I just feel it inside. I think even Jesus knows I'm a girl. If you can't accept me as a girl now.” Lucy bring out a knife. Everyone gasped. The siblings had now idea this was planned.

“Then you will have no choice once I fix myself.”

“Lucian!” Helen cried. Before anything could happen the other siblings grabbed the knife and took it. Lucy was on the floor crying as her siblings comforted her.

“Kids.” Their father said. “Your mom and I need some time alone. Make sure Lucian...Lucy is kept well.” The siblings nodded and left the room. After a long discussion it was decided that Lucian could be Lucy for a while. Her mum bought her some of her own dresses to wear. Soon things seemed really good. Soon the War broke out and their dad had to fight in it.

“I'll only be gone a while.” He said. “When I get back we'll go on vacation. I'll be showing everyone my 4 beautiful children. My two sons and two daughters.” Lucy hugged her dad and the others joined in. After he left Helen came to accept Lucy as her daughter completely. She enjoyed having a mother-daughter relationship with her.

When the Kids went to Narnia later Lucy asked Aslan a question.

“Why was I born wrong?” Lucy asked. “Why wasn't I born a real girl?” Aslan looked at her and spoke.

“Maybe you were born to prove you are a girl even if you were born differently.”

“Even so I'll never be a real girl.”

“Does the prophecy not say there are two sons of Adam and two daughters of Eve? Not three sons of Adam and 1 daughter of Eve? In my eyes you are a girl as much as your heart says you are.”

Lucy would spend time in both Narnia and the real world. There were still boy things she liked, She liked weapons for one. She liked both knives and arrows. She also liked to battle. As a queen she felt it was her duty to protect her kingdom. Narnia never knew of a boy name Lucian. She was already Lucy. In time Lucian was forgotten in the real world. She was Queen Lucy the Valiant.

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Malcolm was in his room with his brothers Francis, Reese, and Dewey. He told them he had an important announcement to tell them. Malcolm was always jealous of his brothers. It seemed to him life was much easier. Sure, their mom went harder on them when they got in trouble but he wanted to be one of them. For over a decade he was their sister Mallory. He hoped soon that would change. He choose a weekend in which Francis was visiting from his military school.

“Okay.” Malcolm said. “I'm sure you're all wondering why I called you in here.

“Yeah. I'm also wondering why you're wearing my clothes.” Reese crossed his arms. “You have a whole wardrobe to yourself.” Malcolm shook his head.

“This is actually a part of it. I don't like my clothes. They make me feel uncomfortable.”

“Maybe you outdrew them.” Dewey suggested.

“No. You don't understand. I mean they make me feel bad. Depressed. This whole room kind of does. It's all just so girly.”

“I don't think being a tomboy is a big deal, Mallory.” Francis said. “Growing up with three brothers you were bound to be one.”

“I'm not a tomboy. Only girls are tomboys.” His brothers looked confused.

“But you are a girl.” Francis added. Malcolm shook his head.

“I know I look like one. I know everyone thinks I'm one. But truly I'm not. For years I wondered why I was so jealous of you guys. I wondered why I wanted to be you. Then it hit me. I'm really a boy. Maybe not biology. But I am mentally. I wanted the same freedom that mom and dad give you. I want to have facial hair and a deep voice. I want...To be smelly and gross and weird. I wanna be your brother.” Malcolm stopped a moment. “I don't wanna be Mallory anymore. It pains me inside to be that. I just wanna be a guy.” Malcolm stopped and signed rubbing his face with his hands. “You guys don't think I'm a freak? Do you?” Francis spoke first.

“You've felt this way for a while have you?” Malcolm nodded.

“How can you tell”

“I'm your older brother. As much as I love to pick on you guys I also notice when you're down.” Malcolm chuckled.

“So you've been pretending to be a girl for us?” Reese asked.

“Yep. I was scared to tell anyone. But I needed to get it off my chest.”

“You were always lame as a sister.” Dewey joke. “If you're gonna be our brother then you can't be a dork.” Malcolm laughed.

“I can't promise you that.”

“You know you'll going to have to tell mom and dad” Francis said. Malcolm gulped.

“I know. I'm just worried. It's different telling your parents then you're brothers.”

“Don't worry, man. We'll be there for you.” Francis nudged his brother.

“Thanks guys.”

“You have a name?” Malcolm smiled at this.

“Malcolm. It feels right.”

“All right. Malcolm it is then.” Francis said.

“By the way” Reese got closer. “Now that you're are brother and not a girl you will have to..... fight with us now!” He lunged at Malcolm and playfully shoved him on the bed. “You're a man how which means you have to fight for yourself.”

“With pleasure.” Malcolm jumped at Reese. Both Francis and Dewey joined in throwing small punches at each other.

“You don't know how much I wanted to do that my whole life.” Malcolm exhaled.

“By the way.” Dewey asked. “Do you were our underwear too?”

A few days later the brothers agreed to brake the news to their parents. Malcolm was walking back and forth in the other room. His hair was short now as his brothers helped him cut it. It was a pretty bad cut. He figured he could get it fixed when everything was said and done.

“You ready, dude?” Francis asked.

“Yeah. Nervous though. I'm just worried. Especially about mom. She was proud to have me as a daughter. Which is saying something because she doesn't have a lot to be proud about this family. It might devastate her.”

“Maybe. But this is mom we'll talking about. Reese, Dewey, and I have done more much. I got sent to military school for God's sake.”

“You're right. Let's do this.” The four boys went into the living room. Their parents were doing their thing.

“Is there something you kids need.” Lois said. “Because I'm busy right now and OH MY GOD MALLORY WHAT HAPPENED TO YOUR HAIR!” Lois noticed Malcolm now short hair. Her jaw looked like something off of Tom and Jerry. Hal also looked shocked.

“I think you two should sit down.' Malcolm said.

For what seemed like forever Malcolm explained how he felt. Lois and Hal just stared at him taking it all in. After a while Lois spoke first.

“Are you sure you feel like this?”

“100%” Malcolm said. Lois nodded.

“Well....You know your dad and I love you either way. Mallory or Malcolm you're still our baby.”

“I know this is hard on you guys. But I really appreciate that you'll let me be your son.”

“Of course, buddy.” Hals said. “We just want you to be happy.”

“Thanks.” Malcolm said.

“But first.” Lois added. “You really let your brothers do this to your hair?! We could have taken you to a barber. You look like a cheetah cut it. You 4 are so grounded!” Lois barked.

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16 year old Kairi was on her home at Destiny Islands. She was watching Sora and Riku duke it out at their usual battle spot. They had just got done with another adventure. Surely more were to come so they were enjoying their vacation. Donald and Goofy were at Disney Castle and Mickey was doing his Kingly duties. With all the worlds traveling and meeting colorful characters Kairi had a very interesting life. What most didn't know was that it started out very different. Until she was 6 years old she was seen as a boy. Kairi spent her early childhood confused and sad. She always had a close relationship with her grandpa. Her parents died when she was barely a toddler and never got any memories of them. So she lived with her grandma instead. One day a talk with her changed her life.

“Grandma. Are you mad at me for wearing moms dress?” Her grandma stroked her hair.

“Of course not dear.”

“I wanna wear dresses all the time.”

“Dresses are for girls, sweetie.” Kairi put her hands to her grandmas ears and whispered.

“I am a girl.”

“You're are?” Grandma asked. “Kairi nodded.

“I had some dreams where these people with big keys. I told them I'm a girl and they said I Am. They said I can be a girl because I have a girls heart. Kingdom Hearts said so!” Kairis Grandma knew she told the child many stories. She told her stories about light and darkness. She wondered if Kairis dreams were connected.

“You believe I'm a girl don't you, Grandma?”

“Of course I do. We'll need to tell your everyone you're a girl too.” Kairis Grandma explained the situation to everyone they knew. While some were neutral at first they saw Kairi as a girl later on. Kairis Grandma bought her a white and pink dress with a flower design on it and matching shoes. She also gave her a necklace.

“This necklace is very old like me, Kairi. Your mom wore it when she was young and so did I and my mother too. You need to take good are of it.

“Okay, Grandma. Thank you for believing I'm girl.” She hugged her grandma who hugged her back.

Kairi would later meet Aqua who put a charm on the necklace to help her. After Radiant Garden was consumed by darkness Kairi was sent to Destiny Islands. She was adopted by the Mayor soon afterword. She had no memories of her past. Because of this she didn't remember her life as a boy or her transition. She knew she wasn't a genetic girl due to her body but did know in her heart she was a girl. She made friends with Sora and Riku where they grew up. When Kairi was 14 she told them the truth.

“Sora. Riku. There's something I need to tell you. A secret. A secret I haven't even told Selphie.” The boys got silent as they knew Kairi and Selphie told many secrets to each other. “I'm trans.”

“You mean as in born in the wrong body?” Sora asked.

“Yes. I was born a boy. Though I have no memory of it. My only reminder is what's between my legs. But I know I'm a girl. Something in my heart told me so.”

“Hey. When we meet you a few years ago we met a girl named Kairi. In my eyes you're still Kairi.” Riku said.

“Same goes for me. I have to say you certainly look like a girl.” Kairi laughed.

“Luckily before puberty I was given blockers and now I'm given pills that let me develop like a girl.

“Then I guess when we set sail and find your old home some of the people who knew you as a boy will be shocked.” Riku said.

They never left the island on the raft. After that faithful night everything went crazy. Kairi went to multiple worlds, met many new people, and helped save the universe. Not many teen girls get to say that. She was also a Princess of Heart.

“You're a Princess of Heart, Kairi.” Aqua said. “Being a Princess is proof that even the universe knows you're a girl.” Kairi smiled at this.

Kairi also knew Namine was like her. That would make sense as she was Kairi's Nobody.

“It's nice to have someone like me around.” Kairi said. “Even though you kind of are me.” Namine giggled.

“Yes. It's good knowing we have each other.”

“Were you like me? Did you find out you were a girl too?”

“Well, not exactly. I was created already living as a girl. Though it's as if I had memories as a boy before even though I didn't exist before that.”

“Does Roxas know?”

“Yes. He's fine with it. He's quite a handsome one. I can see why you like Sora.” Kairi blushed.

“We-we're dating now actually.”

“He's okay dating someone like you?”

“He's known that I'm trans for a couple years now. He says as long as I see myself as Kairi than I am Kairi to him.” Namine nodded.

The only thing that really bothered Kairi was that she didn't know where her grandma was. She didn't know if she was alive somewhere or not. She wants to show her that she grew up into a young lady.
When making a trip to Radient Garden Kairi would get the chance. She knocked on her old door and waited. An elderly lady answered. She smiled when she saw who was in front of her.

“Kairi.” She said.

“Hi Grandma. I missed you.”

“I missed you too. And look at you. You're so beautiful. You were right. You are a girl in your heart.”

“I love you, Grandma.”

“And I love you.”

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For Usagi Tsukino life can be rather tiring. School, home, being a Sailor Scout, being trans. It was all quite hard to balance. She became a Sailor Scout when she was just 14 years old. Now she and her friends have to save the world. Of course no one can know that she's doing that. Her mom would have a fit. Though it wouldn't be the only shock for her. That first happened when Usagi was 7. She would always want to play with the girls and threw fits on wearing the boys uniform. She wanted to wear the girls. She had been caught wearing her moms clothes a few times. Eventually Usagi told her parents the truth that she felt like a girl. After a long discussion it was decided to let her be their daughter. It had been 10 years since then. She was still a girl and didn't plan on going back.

Usagi was in her room with Luna.

“I hate algebra. Who's bright idea was it to replace numbers with letters?” Usagi said annoyed.

“Your teacher will say you will need to use it in real life.” Luna replied.

“Name one common job.” Usagi crossed her arms and and narrowed her eyes.

“Well, um, you know, that one that a lot of people have.” Usagi raised an eyebrow. “Okay, maybe you won't but you need it for school.”

“Ahhh! I hate math!” The Sailor Scout sighed. She plopped her head on the table looking tired.

“You should pay more attention in school.” The cat told her.

“I'd be able to if it wasn't so borrrrriiiing.” Usagi whined.

“As Sailor Moon you need to keep your mind sharp. If you just play video games and sleep your enemies were get you.”

“At least then there would be no homework.” Luna rolled her eyes. Usagi was playing with her pencil when when asked Luna a question. “Luna.”

“Hmm.”

“Why wasn't I born a girl like the other scouts?”

“What was that?” She actually heard it but wanted to make sure she heard right.

“Why wasn't I born a girl like the other scouts.” Usagi said again. “They're all genetic. They have real girls bodies and legally are. Why didn't have to spend their first 7 years confused, sad, and angry. If I'm the reincarnation of Princess Serenity then I should have been born a girl, right?” Luna wasn't sure how to answer this. The truth was she didn't know. Usagi should have been born a girl. The fact that she wasn't confused her, Artemis, and some more were confused on her birth. She got Serenity's mind but a boys body.

“I'm-I'm not sure, Usagi. It doesn't make sense. As the reincarnation of Serenity you should have been born a girl. The fact that you weren't is a mystery.”

“A mystery? A nightmare is more like it! The only time people truly think I'm female is when I'm Sailor Moon.”

When Usagi was Sailor Moon she temporally got a female body. This happens when she transforms. It was her favorite part about being a sailor scout.

“One day you will be able to use your power to stay female all the time wither you're Usagi or Sailor moon.” Luna said.

“Uhh. That's gonna take forever though!” Usagi sloughed. “I just wanna know why and how.”

“Sometimes mistakes happen. Maybe you were born a boy to show you don't have to be genetic to become a sailor scout. At least until later on.”

“I always had to prove I was a girl. To my family. My friends. My school. It wasn't easy being a kid who felt wrong. It was hard showing my parents how I felt. It wasn't until I locked myself in my room for a couple days when they talked to me about it. It was even harder to convince the school I was a girl. Even after the school aloud it I still got weird looks from teachers and kids alike. I lost a couple friends. Naru luckily stayed by my side. We actually became better friends when I became a girl.”

“And so did the other sailor scouts.” Luna replied.

Usagi nodded. The other girls knew of her little birth defect. They all saw her as Usagi and Sailor Moon. She remembered when a group of high school girls made fun of her and the group comforted her.
“Don't listen to them, Usagi.” Makoto said. “They're just jealous you're more pretty than them.”

“But I look like a boy.” Usagi whispered.

“You look nothing like a boy!” Minako replied. “Unlike the boys here you're boy 6 feet tall and don't have to shave.”

“Plus you have the cutest voice.” Rei commented.

“But I still have a..”

“It doesn't matter you have that.” Ami cut in. “You've proven you're a girl to everyone. Your parents know and the school knows. You're no different from us. You're the reincarnation of Princess Serenity. You're Sailor Moon. And in case you haven't noticed only women are sailor scouts.”

“Except when Haruka dresses like a man.”

“That doesn't count!” Makoto said.

“The point is that the universe knows you're a girl. If you weren't then you wouldn't be Sailor Moon.” Ami continued.

“We won't give up on you, Usagi.” Rei said.

“Like it or not we're a team and we'll staying with you.” Minako commented.

“Yeah!” The other girls said. Usagi smiled.

“Thanks. You guys are the best!” They all hugged Usagi in a group.

Usagi thought she did have a lot to be happy about. A supporting family, good friends, and her fans as Sailor Moon. And of course Mamoru aka Tuxedo Mask. Luna and everyone was right she was a girl. And all her loved ones proved it.

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There was another fight going on at the McCormick's house. Stuart and Carol were yelling at each other as the kids tried not to listen. This time they were fighting over who's' fought it was that their son Kristian was wearing girls cloths and playing with a doll.

“All's I wanna know is how he got those!” Stuart yelled.

“How the hell should I know? Unlike you I'm actually trying to run things around here. I can't keep en eye on the kids all the damn time!” Carol also yelled.

“Well he had to get them somewhere. If he stole them then we'll be in some deep shit!”

“We've been in deep shit for years now. This place is a dump and so are our lives!”

Kristian couldn't take it anymore. He ran out the room crying into his and Kevin's room.

“Oh great. So he's a cry baby too.” Stuart put his arms in the air.

“Maybe it's your fought that you ran out of testosterone for the kids.”

Kenny shook his head and followed his little brother to his room. When he entered he didn't see him at first but then he heard a cry coming from the closet. He opened the closet and Kristian looked up scared. When he saw it was Kenny he calmed down. Kenny saw what he was scared about. He was wearing a dress again and clutching the doll. Kenny sat by him and rubbed his head.

“Mommy and daddy hate me.” Kristian said still crying.

“No. No they don't hate you. They're just a little shocked is all. That and all the stress and drinking too.”

“Do you think mommy and daddy will get a divorce?”

“No. Even though they can't stand each other at times they both know they can't live apart. They need each other.”

“I wish are families were like some of the others. Kyle seems to have a nice family.” Kenny chuckled a little. Sure, they were nice overall but his family was probably crazier then theirs. If anything their family were more of the more rational ones. Kenny tried to think of the more level headed people here. Possibly Heidi and her parents. The Testaburger's weren't that weird. He wasn't sure about Wendy though. Tokens family as well. He tried to think of more but was interrupted by his brother.

“Kenny.” Kristian said wiping some tears away.

“Hmm.” Kenny looked at him.

“Do you think I would be a good sister?” Kenny raised an eyebrow.

“A good sister?” Kristian nodded. “Yeah. I think you would. You would be a great sister.”

“Would I be a good daughter?” Kenny thinks he knows where this is going now. He nodded.

“Yes. You would.”

“Would...would I make a good girl?”

“You are a good girl.”

“I-I don't wanna be a boy. I think I'm a girl.” Kenny smiled.

“You know what. I think you're a girl too.”

“Really?” Kristian looked at his brother surprised.

“You were always more of a sister anyway. I think you're right. You are a girl.”

“I didn't steal these too. My friend at school let me borrow them. She knows I'm a girl.”

“Who?” Kenny asked.

“Tricia. My best friend.” Kristian smiled.

Oh yes, Craig's little sister. Kenny never talked or saw her that much. He was happy to know she was willing to help her friend. He wondered it this had anything to do with Craig and Tweek being a couple.
“Kenny.” Kristian interrupted his thoughts again.

“Hmm.”

“Are you like me too?”

“What do you mean?”

“I've seen you wear a dress too. That Princess Zelda dress. Do you want to be a girl too?”

Kenny only wore that dress when he was playing with the guys. Stan and Kyle found it amusing though Cartman made fun of him at first. Kenny reminded him the times he's cross-dressed like when he did it on TV saying “I do want I want.” That shut him up.

“No. Not really. I like to wear them at times. But I'm happy as a boy.”

“Too bad. I really wanted a sister.” Kenny laughed.

“You know. If you really want to be a girl you have to tell mom, dad, and Kevin at one point.”

“But I'm scared.”

I know. You should be. But mom and dad do love you. It might take them some time to adjust but they're see you as their daughter at one point. If you never tell them you will always have to be a boy. You face it like you face death. With dignity. God knows I've done that enough.”

“Huh?” Kristian tilted his head at the last part.

“Nothing.” Kenny forgot no ones knows of his deaths. Even his little brother, or well sister. “By the way. If you're a girl now then you have to have a girls name.”

“I have one. My name is Karen. Tricia helped me on it.” Kenny smiled.

“My sister Karen. Well then come on Karen. I'll make you some nice warn pancakes.” Karen smiled and nodded. They got up but before they want Kenny took out some bands and put Karens hair into pigtails. Her hair was already rather long.

“There. Now your truly Karen.”

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Stephanie Tanner-Gibbler was with her husband Jimmy at the full house. Two two were watching shows on Netflix and thought it would be cool if they had their own on there. Stephanie would sometimes tell Jimmy the situations and events she and her sisters used to get into.

“So you also crashed a car into the house when you were a kid as well?” Ha laughed.

“Yep. I barely saw the outside of the house tor two months after that.

“And you got on the wrong plane along with Michelle.”

“Got grounded for that too.”

'Even with three grown ups in the house it sounds like you and your sisters got yourself in a lot of trouble.”

“I know.” Stephanie laughed “It almost sounds like my life's a sitcom. Though I suppose the first several years would have been a tragedy.' Jimmy put his hand on her thigh.

“Hey. That was a long time ago. You're Stephanie now.”

“I know. It still brings back painful memories though.”

“What was it like? When you realized you were a girl inside. How did your life change?”

“It started when I was just 5 years old. When I was still Stephen.”

Stephanie flashed back to her early chilldhood in the late 80s. When everyone had big hair, wore neon colors, and people actually went outside and not on their phones. Stephen Tanner was the middle kid of his family. He had two sisters D.J. And Michelle respectfully. Their mother had recently died in a car crash leaving their father Danny widowed. He got his two best friends Jesse and Joey to come and help him. Stephen kept that he felt like a girl a secret. When his mom died he didn't feel like telling and felt like it wasn't the right time. But this secret didn't stay long when he was caught by his sister D.J. He was wearing one of her dresses when he heard her.

“What are you doing you, little nerd bomber?” D.J. shouted. Stephen gasped and look at his sister in horror.

'Why are you wearing my dress?”

“D.J. I um I...”

“Well!” D.J. said impatiently. Stephens tongue was dry. He couldn't speak. But he had two before...

“DAD!” D.J. yelled.” DAD COME HERE!” Stephens heart skipped a beat.

“D.J. please don't tell!” Stephen pleaded.

“DAD STEPHANS WEARING MY DR...” Stephen covered her month.

“D.J. please don't tell dad. I'll tell you why just don't tell me please.” Stephen was crying now. D.J. noticed this.

“What?” Danny was yelling from downstairs probably cleaning something. “What was that?” “D.J. looked at Stephen again before yelling back.

“Never mind!”

“You kids play nice!” Danny yelled once again before going away. D.J. looked at Stephen who was wiping the tears away. D.J. saw more of her clothes on the floor and some makeup on Stephens face. D.J closed the door and locked it.

“Okay. Would you explain to me why you're wearing that.” Stephen nodded.

“I wanna be a girl.” Stephen said.

“You...wanna be a girl. I don't understand.” D.J. replied.

“I don't like being a boy. I wanna be like you D.J. Have long pretty hair and clothes. Be a mom one day and look like our mom. I don't like my name or getting dirty. I want to be a girl.” D.J. was quiet for a few seconds.

“Let's keep this a secret between you and be for a while. We'll figure this out. Until then you can secretly be my sister.” Stephan smiled. “Now I have a sister to comb hair with and practice make up on. My sister Stephanie.”

“Stephanie?”

“You like it or so you want something else?”

“Like it? I love it!”

A couple weeks later at the library Stephanie and D.J. were trying to find books that could help. They found books on gender problems and being trans but most these focused on adults.
“I don't wanna look like that.” Stephanie pointed to a picture of someone in a dress with big hands, jaw, and visible facial hair.

“Well you seem to have some of the problems described in this book. It sounds like you're a girl in a boys body.”

“I told you!” Stephanie said.

“We're going to have to tell dad and the guys. If we don't you will look like these pictures. But if you get help early enough you could look like mom and me when you get older.”
They decided to tell the guys over the weekend. Stephanie told them the truth.

“I feel like I'm a girl. I'm scared of being a big man with a deep voice. The truth is my name isn't Stephen; it's Stephanie. I'm your daughter dad. I'm a niece. I'm D.J's and Michelle sister. I'm a girl.”

After the talk the guys had one with themselves.

“I don't know what to do.” Danny said. “My only son wants to be a girl. I just...” Danny began to cry and rub his face. Joey rubbed his back.”

“I know it's hard, Danny.” Jesse said. “This isn't something that happens a lot. But you need to get him...her help. Son or daughter you want them alive and happy don't you?” Danny nodded.

“I've read a little about this.” Joey said. “But never to a child. You should probably take Stephen to... or Stephanie to a theorist. See what goes from there.”

“I know. I've already lost Pamela. I'm not losing someone else.”

So Danny took took her to a theorist. After a few long weeks it was decided to let Stephen be Stephanie. She seemed much happier then before. Years passed and Stephanie was reaching her teen years. She was given blockers to prevent her body developing wrong. She was next given estrogen pills that allowed her to develop like a girl. She eventually had her final surgery when she was 16.

“Dad. Do you think mom would be proud to have me as a daughter?” Stephanie asked Danny.

“She was proud to have you as a daughter before she went.” Danny said.

Stephen was long gone and Stephanie was here to stay.

“Wow.” Jimmy said. “You've come a long way.” Stephanie smiled.

“Thanks to my family. It would not have happened without them.”

“You have any regrets?”

“No. I just wish I could have a baby. I can't get pregnant though. Ever.” Stephanie said sadly.

“We'll adopt. You'll be a mother just like you were meant too.” The couple hugged for their next step as parents.

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It was Saturday, Match 24, 1984 and 5 high school Students had a detention together. They group included a Brain, an Athlete, a Basketcase, a Princess, and a criminal. The brain was named Brian. The athlete was named Andrew. The basketcase was named Allison. The princess was named Clare. The criminal was named John; though most called him by his last name Bender. The 5 teens found themselves unlikely talking to each other.

“And that's why Star Wars is the best movie ever.” Brian concluded. Everyone was trying to think of a counterargument.

“Better than Rocky or Jaws? I don't think so.” Andrew said.

“How so?” Brian raised an eyebrow and crossed his arms.

“Star Wars might have good effects but the acting is pretty lame. The fighting isn't too intense. It's two guys with glowing sticks. I'll take Rocky kicking ass any-day.

“To Kill A Mocking Bird is pretty good.” Allison suggested.

“How about Halloween?” Clare said. They all looked at her surprised. “What? I don't have to like just girly movies don't I?” They all laughed a little. Who said they had to be their stereotypes.

“What about you Bender? What's the best movie ever?” He sat there while everyone looked.

“Come on. This is kind of retarded. There are hundreds of them.”

“Just pick one.” Andrew spoke. Bender fiddled his fingers a little. He looked at them and didn't change his tone.

“Glen or Glenda.”

“Huh?” They all said.

“Glen or Glenda. Do you have shit in your ears?”

“Glen or Glenda? Never heard of it.” Brian said.

“Sounds like a porno.” Andrew replied. Bender glared at them.

“Well it's not.”

“Sounds like it could be a romance.” Allison suggested.

“It's not that either.” Bender was a little annoyed now. He wish he hadn't spoken up.

“Then what is it?”

“It's nothing.” Bender said getting angry.

“We'll not leaving till you tell us.” Clare declared. Bender exhaled though his nose loudly. He looked up at the group.

“It's... a film about cross dressing and and transvestites.” They all stared at him open mouthed.

“It's what?” Andrew asked.

“You heard me!” Bender said loudly.

“Why would that be your favorite film?” Clare looked confused as did everyone else.

“Let's just say I'm not built like Andrew or Brian.” They are all silent a moment before Brian spoke.

“You're a woman?” He glared at Brian with fiery eyes.

“No! I'm not a woman. I'm a guy. Maybe I have the same parts as a woman but I'm not one. My name isn't Joanna either.”

“So you're a transvestite.” Andrew raised an eyebrow.

“No. I'm a transman. There's a big difference between the two. I was born female but never felt like it. My parents treat me like shit. Not only that they treat me as a daughter and shit. They think I'm a freak. Well, screw them. They're faggots anyway. You assholes think your life is bad; try mine. Where you get cigar burns for spilling paint.”

“I didn't know.” Clare was amazed.

“Well, now you do.” It took her a minute to get her voice back.

“I suppose if you say you're not a woman than I believe you.

“Yeah. Me two.” Brian said. Allison and Andrew also gave Bender support. Bender was about to speak before someone interrupted.

“Bender!” Principal Vernon yelled.” Come here into my office.” Bender looked pissed at got up. The others wondered why he needed him. They walked to his office and Vernon shut the door.

“What did we agree to Bender?” Bender didn't say anything. “What did we agree to!?” he said more firmly.

“That I wouldn't give out my issue to anyone.”

“Yes. This school has already gotten some bad reputation because of you and we don't need more people thinking we're weird too.”

“We'll you try hiding a secret like that for your whole high school career.” Vernon sighed.

“I agreed to let you come to school as male because I thought it would improve your grades and make you a better person. It looks like I was wrong. Do I have to take these rights away?”

“No.” Was all Bender said.

“Well, if you don't improve I will. You're going to be living on the street one day and get your ass kicked to you. And you know what you'll deserve it.”

“I get the shit kicked out of me each day.”

“Don't use that tone with me. Just for that you got another detention.” Bender looked annoyed.

“Gee, thanks.”

“Do you think I wanna do this. It's bad enough spending one Saturday with you let alone 2 or more. I let you become male because I wanted you to be a better student. I was there for you when no one else was. Even your parents. People called me crazy for letting you be male but I walked it off. I think you'd be a little bit more grateful for this.”

The truth was Vernon was right. Bender didn't like Principal Vernon. He made his life a living hell. But he did help him. If it wasn't for him he would still have to go to school as Joanna. He would rather be with Vernon than with his parents. Vernon has threatened him though. But he respected him as a male.

“All right. I'm down with you. Go back to the other troublemakers."

Bender left the room wondering if Vernon made his life better or not. He helped him but treated him like shit. Was that even redeeming? Bender went back to the library and sat with the other kids talking about whatever.

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Chloe Carmichael was a 10 year old girl who lived with her parents. She had her family had recently moved to Dimmsdale next door to the Turners. There she became friends with Timmy Turner. Some would say that Chloe was perfect. She got straight A's, knew multiple languages, personally knew the President, and everyone loved her even Crocker. However, she did have low self-esteem. Everyone expected her to be perfect. Her intelligence did prevent her from having any real friends. She also had another secret. She had been born a boy. While her parents accepted her she still felt depressed at times knowing she would never be a girl biologically. That is until she met Cosmo and Wanda. They were Timmy's Fairy God Parents and could grant wishes. She wondered if she could wish herself as a real girl. Not only that but change everyone's memories so they think she was always one. She could also wish to have been born a girl and never have her problems in the first place. She decided to try to do it at Timmys' house. There Timmy was skiing down a big pile of ice cream.

“Race you to the bottom!” Tommy said to Poof.

“You're on!” They both went down the mountain of ice cream like it was snow. They were avoiding peanuts and chocolate chips among the way. They made it to the bottom where Timmy barely made it first.
“Yes! Who's the king of Ice Cream Mountain? I am!” Timmy shouted rather arrogantly. He then noticed Chloe and walked up to her. “Hey, Chloe. What's up?”

“Not much. I see you're having fun.”

“You should join us. It's good too. It's vanilla bean chocolate chip with fudge bites and peanuts.” Chloe laughed.

“Maybe later. Where are Cosmo and Wanda” She asked. Timmy pointed to the fish bowl.

“Having their own fun.” Indeed Cosmo and Wanda had their own little ice cream mountain in their bowl. They saw Chloe and came out.

“Chloe!” Cosmo popped out. “You should try out are triple chocolate fudge mountain. It's choctastic!”

“We'll give you a head start.” Wanda told her.

“No thanks. Actually, there's something I need to ask you guys. Timmy too.” Timmy walked over to Chloe and Cosmo and Wanda went with him. Poof decided to get clean and went to take a nap.

“Sure. What is it.” Timmy asked. Chloe looked at them concerned.

“Well. There's a certain wish I want to make. A permanent one. But it will require revealing a secret of mine. One that only my family and teachers know.”

“You can tell us anything.” Wanda smiled showing her support. Cosmo and Timmy both nodded.

“Okay. The truth is that I'm not like other girls.” Chloe looked a little scared. She couldn't even keep eye contact.

“What do you mean.”Timmy questioned his friend.

“I'm...transgender. I was born a boy but I knew for the longest time I was a girl. I told my parents how I felt and they supported me all the way. They bought me new clothes and helped me get my name changed.
I'm happy they support me but... I'm still a boy...down there. Even if I go all the way I'll still be a biological boy. Nothing can change that...except magic. So I was wondering if I would fish myself as a real girl and change everyone's memories to think I was always one.”

Timmy, Cosmo, and Wanda all stood there shocked. They couldn't believe that Chloe was trans. Timmy was the most shocked. He didn't think that she was like him.

“You're-You're trans?” Timmy was amazed. Chloe nodded silently. “So am I.” Chloe looked at him shocked.

“Wait a minute. You-you-you. You are too?” She couldn't believe her ears. Was this real?

“My parents were expecting a girl and for a while they had one, in retrospect they did. But I knew I wasn't one. So I broke down and told them I was a boy. They were hurt at first but soon let me be their son.”

“I can't believe you're like me.” Chloe said. She had never meet another trans person her age before.

“And you know. I wanted to wish to be a boy like you want to be a girl. Once I told Cosmo and Wanda it was one of the wishes I wanted the most but....”

“But? But what?” Chloe wanted to know. Wanda stepped in.

“We told him it would be unfair to his parents. To erase their old daughter from history. We said for supporting him they should get to hold on to their old memories. It might also means losing his old frends.”
“Why didn't you just wish to be a boy but let them keep their memories.

“Yeah... that would have raised a lot of questions.” Cosmo said. Tommy nodded.

“I did want to but Cosmo and Wanda were right. My parents deserve to remember their daughter who is gone. It's the least I can do for them. I didn't want to risk losing Chester and A.J. Too. I think you should too.

I can understand where you're coming from; but it would be unfair if they couldn't remember their son. Maybe when you're older you can wish to be a real girl with their memories still intact. But for now you should wait on it.”

Timmy was right. As much as Chloe wanted to be a biological girl it would be unfair to them. They were always there for her and they gave up their one and only son so she could be their daughter. She too didn't want to have her old friends forget her. Maybe she could wish to be a real girl as an adult. But for now she should just be a girl in her heart.

“You're right, Timmy. So are you Cosmo and Wanda. My parents love me and to take that away from them would be horrible. I might not be able to be a real girl yet but I am in here.” She pointed to her heart. “Now come on! I'll race you down your ice cream mountain and show you who's better.”

“Challenge accepted.” Timmy said.

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Kiki was a young 13 year old witch in training. She left her hometown for Koriko to improve her witch skills. She didn't have many friends in her hometown. Not that she didn't have any but no one to close. Really her closest friend before going was a cat named Jiji. After moving to her new town she moved in with a baker named Osano. She agreed to let her stay for free in exchange for delivering her goods. She soon become quite successful with this. She also met Tombo; a smart boy who Kiki would be lying if she said she didn't find him cute. After saving him from falling to his death they both grew closer. Because of this Kiki felt she needed to tell him the truth.

“Hey Tombo.” Kiki and Tombo were sitting on a hill watching the sunset on the sea. “Can I tell you something.” Tombo notice her concern.

“Is it something big?” Kiki nodded. “You can. I won't tell anyone if you don't want me too.” Kiki was playing around with the needles on her broom.

“I wasn't born a witch.”

“You weren't born a witch? What do you mean?”

'Well, it's not that I wasn't born one in a way. People didn't think I was one because of the way I was born.”

“The wrong way?” Tombo questioned.

“You know how only girls can be witches? That's why people didn't think I was a witch at first. I wasn't born a girl. I was born a boy.”

“Wait! Do you mean that you're trans?” Tombo asked. Kiki nodded her head and sighed.

“I knew I was a girl early on. Not only because I felt like one but because I showed witch powers which only girls have. I can remember when it all started.”

Kiki flashback to when she was a young child. She was wearing her mothers clothes and giggling. That is until her mom caught her.

“How many times did I tell you not to wear these?”

“A lot.” Kiki looked guilty. “But why can't?” Kiki looked sad.

“Because they're for girls.” Her mom said. Her mom sighed as she took them off and walked away. Several months later she also saw Kiki trying to do the same magic she could.

“You can't do magic honey” She told her child.

“But why? I wanna do magic too.”

“Only witches do magic, sweetie. You're not a witch.”

“Maybe I will be one day.” Kiki said hopefully.

“Only girls can be witches. You're a boy.” Kiki looked saddened by this.

“Could you turn me into a girl with your magic, mommy?” Her mom was surprised by this question. Why would he want her to turn him into a girl?

“Oh, sweetie. You're a boy because you were born that way. Why don't you wanna be a boy?

“I wanna be a pretty witch like you. I wanna fly on a broom with the wind going though my hair and skirt. I love magic, mommy.” Her mom sighed.

“There are spells and potions that can change the body but they're hard to make. They're also permanent. That means you could never change back. Because of that everyone agrees kids shouldn't have them because it's a big decision. Kids have trouble with big decisions.”

“Then can I take them when I'm older?” Kiki asked.

“Maybe, sweetie. We'll see.”

A couple years later when Kiki was 9 she began to show something that shocked everyone. That was magic. She levitated from the ground on her broom. No one could believe it. Only girls had magic.

“Mom mom look! I'm flying. I told you I was a witch!” She said gleefully. Kiki's mom took her to a special doctor who specialized in witches.

“He was flying on a broomstick. Or levitating that is. I just don't get it. Only girls show signs of magic.”

“Has he always been interested in witches? She asked.

“Yes. Ever since he was little. He, well, he was always on the feminine side. He's told me before that he wants to be a girl and even change his body.”

“Well. There have many stories of boys or men who had magic before. I'm not sure how many of them wanted to be female. Maybe he really is a witch inside. How about you let him be one for a while and see how things go. We'll see from there.”

So Kiki became a witch that day. Her mom started to teach her how to fly not long after. She also bought her a red bow for her hair. When she turned 13 she set off for 1 year like other witches do. Before she went her mom gave her the potions that would change her.

“I-I can be a witch permanently?” Kiki had tears in her eyes.

“If you truly want to be.” Her mom smiled. Kiki drank the potions and her mom performed a few spells. After a while Kiki was a true witch.

“Thank you, mom. I promise I'll be the best witch and daughter I can be.” Her mom hugged her daughter and sent her off.

Back in the present Kiki and Tombo were still on the hill. The sunset was gone and it was dark now. Lightning bugs were buzzing around as a cool breeze blew.

“And that's how I became a witch.” Kiki said. Tombo sat up straight.

“Sounds like quite a journey.” Kiki nodded. “I believe you're a witch too. The fact you went so far to prove it shows you are. You're a girl, Kiki. With or without magic.” Kiki smiled at this.

“Thank you, Tombo. You're my best friend.” The two stared off into the village with all the lights on and people going about their day.

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Once upon a time in a town like yours and mine lived a group of people who were just fine. The people called the Whos loved Christmas a lot even the Grinch who formally did not. The Grinch tried to steal Christmas from the Whos he did. He stole all the gifts for which he tried to rid. He almost or so he thought but he learned Christmas does not need to be bought. So now he loved Christmas as much as the Whos no longer did he have the Christmas blues. He had little Cindy Lou Who to thank for changing his ways leading him to have much better Christmas Days. The little girl was only around six but she did a wonderful job on his heart she did fix. She was just a normal little girl like any other in town she could turn any frown upside down. But soon he would learn that Cindy Lou was not like other girls you see for there was a time in which she was once a he. For this story is about when Cindy Lou became the girl she is now so sit back as you'll learn just how.

The Grinch was helping Cindy Lou's family take down the Christmas declarations. Christmas was over which left many people sad. Though at least a new year was ahead so they were glad.

“Off you go!” The Grinch said tearing off a wreath. “You too ugly!” He said to another one. “Sorry lights but you were really running the electricity bill!”

“Be careful, Grinch!” Lou Lou Who said.

“Don't worry!” The Grinch yelled back. “I've got it all over conTROLLLLLLLLLLLLLLL” The Grinch slipped off the ladder and grab the lights for support. He swung like Tarzan down we went.

“Abort Abort!” The Grinch yelled. One by one the staples holding the lights on the roof came off and the Grinch swung to a tree he was about to hit it when he said.

“”Why me.” The Grinch hit the tree and fell on the ground. When he did he made a weird Grinch sound. The Who family helped him and brushed the snow off his chest and they all agreed it was time for some rest.

“We've been out here for a while. How about we all go in for some hot cocoa.” Betty Lou Who suggested. Everyone cheered for that and they went in. Max was lying by the fireplace in the den. So they made some hot cocoa The Grinch had a marshmallow.

When Lou have it to him The Grinch called him a fine fellow. So there everyone sat Lou, Betty, Stu, Drew, Cindy, and The Grinch too who was know a true who.

“I'm happy you got to help us take the declarations down Grinch.” Cindy Lou said. “It's always sad doing to but you made it better.”

“Why thank you, Cindy. I did have to rearrange my schedule. Including yelling to the heavens at 4:00 but it was worth it. Don't be too sad Christmas will come next year.”

“ I know, it's just, Christmas is my favorite time of the year. The declarations, the snow, everyone is cheerful.”

“Except for the retail and postal workers. They're usually in a bad mood.” The Grinch cut in. Cindy laughed and rolled her eyes. Though she supposed those weren't lies.

“I love it all. It's also a very special time for me. Christmas is when I became my true self.”

“What do you mean?” The Grinch asked the young Who. But before she could answer she was called by the wife of Lou.

“Cindy. Can you help me take the declarations off the tree?” Betty asked.

“I'll see you later.” With that the girl ran off leaving the Grinch wondering what she was about to say but it didn't matter for he was still going to find out that day.

“She's a wonderful daughter isn't she?” Lou sat by the Grinch with a hint of pride he was going to tell the Grinch his daughters secret there was no reason to hide.

“I suppose helping save Christmas is considered wonderful, yes.”

“She's also very special. It's because of Christmas she is Cindy. You see Cindy was born a boy.”

“Come again.” The Grinch said.

“Cindy used to be a boy until last Christmas. We always knew she was different from our older boys or any others in town. She was just so... girly. She cried when we tried to cut her hair, caught her in Bettys clothes, and she asked for dolls by the time she was just 2. Even though she was only 5 when knew she was special.”

The Grinch was listening to the story being told wondering what else was left to untold. “Transgendered” Lou called it when someone doesn't feel the gender they were born never did the Grinch feel a word was so foreign.

“Last Christmas she wrote a letter to Santa. She told us she wanted it more than anything but wouldn't tell us. Before she mailed it Betty and I read it. It said.”

“Dear Santa
I don't care for presents or candy. I just want to be a girl. I want to be Cindy.
“Love, Cindy Lou Who.”

The Grinch read it over and over feeling bad for the lass. He felt bad for her having to be a boy in class.

“Betty and I were shocked at first but soon it made a lot of sense. We weren't sure if Santa could do that so we took it into our own hands. We surprised her Christmas mourning by making her our daughter. We got her dresses, her new name, and a wig to wear until hers grew out. It seems Santa also gave her dolls and other toys. She was now Cindy Lou Who. Stu and Drew helped by keeping bullies off her at school. She was now her true self. That's why she loves Christmas so much. She became the girl she was inside.”

“Wow. You learn something new everyday.” The Grinch said.

“You're not upset?”

“Lou I'm a green thingamagig that lived on a mountain and hated Christmas. I'm not the definition of normal if you haven't noticed.”

Lou laughed. He supposed the Grinch was right. He did also make an unforgettable Christmas night. Cindy ran up to her dad and kissed up on the cheek. He laughed the lovable geek. She thanked him for being a wonderful dad . He was the best one anyone ever had. She also thanked the Grinch who was no longer a crook he thought of what happened on Christmas.

“That story could make a TV special or great book.”

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When Tiana was little she always wanted to own a restaurant. She would spend hours in the kitchen making her mom and dad food. But Tiana was only her secret name. Her real name was Tyler. She also had a best friend with a secret name named Charlotte. Though Tiana called her “Lottie”. Her real name was Charles. They would often have sleep overs and wear sheets around them or Lotties moms dresses pretending they were princesses.

“One day I hope to be a real princess.” Charlotte said. She was wearing her passed mothers gown prancing around.

“You need to be a girl to be a princess, Charlotte. Your daddy still thinks you're a boy.” Chorlotte pouted at this. She hated that she could only wear dresses in secret. If she wanted to be a princess she needed to tell her dad the truth.

“I'm going to tell daddy I'm a girl. Tonight.” Tiana was surprised by this. For a couple years they dressed in secret and now she wants to be a girl fully.

“Are you sure? What if my mommy and daddy won't let me play with you anymore?” Tiana asked.

“Oh.. I didn't think about that.” She replied. But then she smiled seconds later. “You can tell them you're a girl too!” Chorlotte squealed.

'What? I can't!”

“Why not. You wanna be a princess don't you? If you tell them we can be princesses together and everywhere!”

“If our parents don't spank our behinds like there's no tomorrow.”

“How about we both pinkie swear to tell are parents tonight.” She put her pinkie out and smiled. Tiana stood for a moment before making a deal with her.

“Yeah! Now we don't have to hide while dressing up anymore!” Charlotte said happily.

Later that night Tiana was cooking dinner with her dad James. He tasted the gumbo they were making.

“Hmmmm.” James ate it. “Needs a little salt, son” Tiana hated the last word. Charlotte was right. She needed to tell them. While the family was eating she spoke up.

“Mommy. Daddy. There's something I need to tell you.” She said.

“Yes, Tyler.” Her mom Eudora asked.

“When- when I'm with Charlot-I mean Charles there's a game we like to play together.” Tiana said nervously.

“A game?” James asked. Tiana nodded.

“It's a game where we dress up like girls and pretend we're princesses. When we do that my name is Tiana and her name is Charlotte. It's our favorite game to play because... I am a girl. My name is Tiana not Tyler. Charlotte is a girl too. We both promised we would tell tonight how we felt. I'm not a boy. I might look like one now but I'm really a girl. And if I ever open a restaurant I don't want it to be Tyler's Place. I want it to be Tiana's Place.”

“And, how long have you been playing this game?” James asked.

“A couple years. We like to pretend we're both princesses. We both like to read The Frog Prince. Charlotte said she would kiss a frog to become a princess and marry a handsome prince too. I wouldn't kiss a frog though. That's gross!”

“How about you go to bed early, Ty- I mean Tiara. Your dad and I need to talk.”

So James and Eudora talked about what their kid said after sending her to bed.

“Oh, Eudora. What are we going to do? If we were to let our son be a girl we would become a laughing stock. Worse, everyone would think were crazy.”

“It would make her happy though.” Eudora replied.”

“You mean we should let him?” James looked back at her.

“I suppose it couldn't hurt to try. Just see how things go for a while. Maybe she really is a girl inside. And she said Charles- or Charlotte feels the same way. We can talk to Eli and see how he feels.”

“I just hope you know what you're going.” He told her.

So they did. Charlotte did tell her father she was a girl. Like James he was confused at first but they decided to give it a try. Tyler became Tiana and Charles became Charlotte. They must have played dress up every time they saw each other. Eudora got Tiana some dresses. The green ones were her favorite. Charlotte had dozens mostly in pink. As they grew up they helped each other with their lives. Eventually Tianas father died in WWI and it was only her mom and her. She would save up to open her restaurant. Charlotte offered to help but Tiana refused. She already helped by paying for both of their doctors. She wanted to open it on her own. She eventually met Naveen and married him becoming a real princess herself. Dr. Facilier even offered to help her by giving her the restaurant and a real female body but she wasn't tricked by him. She and Naveen now own Tiana's Place and Charlotte recently gave Travis another chance. Tiana figured maybe kissing a frog wasn't so bad.

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For the first time ever Hector got to cross the bridge to the mortal world. For almost a century he had to sit and watch as other families get to cross. Even if he tried to get across he would just sink into the leaves and security would be there to arrest him. That was in the past now though. He was reunited with his loved ones. Ernesto De La Cruz his former best friend stole his songs and took credit for them. Not only that he killed him when they were alive all because he wanted to go home. When Miguel came to the world of the dead they had to work together to get to Ernesto and get him home. They would find out Ernesto was not his real grampa; he was. Ernesto tried to kill Miguel but he was exposed as a fraud and killer and was arrested. While the mortal would has no idea he was a murderer they do know he was a fraud. Though he did still have some crazy fans who loved him. Who cares though. Hector was with his family like he was supposed to be.

“I can't believe I get to cross. I'm so happy.” Hector said. Imelda smiled at him.

“We all are. It's always been nice to visit. But with you it will be even better.” He kissed her and they got on the bridge with everyone else. Coco was with them. She had recently passed and Hector was reunited with her.

“Are you ready, papa?” Coco asked.

“Of course, my love.” Hector said.

They walked over the bridge to the land of the living. Once there they tried to look for their family.

“Hey, look!” Hector said. “There's a food stand. They've got these foods that were made before I died. They even have some Reese's. Let's try some!”

“Later; Hector. We need to find our family.”

“Just a small bite.” He pleaded.

“NOW” Imelda screamed. Hector went back to her faster than Dash from the Incredibles.

“Yes, Ma'am.” They walked into the neighborhood and saw their family the Rivera's. Hector smiled as he saw his grandson Miguel and new granddaughter Socorro. Hector stopped by Miguel and patted him.

“Hey there, Miguel. I know you can't hear me now but I'm now here with you. I finally got to cross. Things are great back at home. I'm living with the family, everyone loves my songs, and Ernesto is doing his time. I just wish you would hear me.” Miguel was talking to his dad about performing later.

“Maybe I can sing “You've got a friend in me.” He suggested.

“They're love that, Miguel. Maybe I can sing with you.” Miguel smiled awkwardly knowing his father was a terrible singer.

“Maybe later.” Both Hector and Imelda laughed.

“You know.” Imelda said. “In a way I think he knows you're here.”

“I know.”

So the family watched their living relatives as they too talked, ate, and sang. Hector was having the best time in almost 100 years. He almost chugged some tequila down before Imelda stopped him.
“You can have one drink and that's it.”

“I don't remember you being this much of a party pooper when you were alive.” Hector rolled his eyes. After that he looked back at Miguel and saw something. He was holing a small container with pills in it. Miguel swallowed some with a cup of water. Hector feared the worst.

“Imelda.” Hector looked scared. “It's Miguel. I saw him eating some prescription pills. Is there something wrong with him? Is he sick? Is he doing drugs? We need to find out!” He yelled.

“Hector Hector calm down. Miguel is fine he's just taking some medicine to, well, help him.

“So he is sick?”

“No. It's just... I guess you needed to find out eventually. Miguel is transgender.” Hector got a weird look on his face.

“Transwhat?”

“Transgender. It's when someone feels they were born the wrong sex. In Miguel's case he was born a girl.”

“Miguels...a girl!?” Hector looked shocked.

“Biologically he is. But he feels like he is a boy. When Miguel was young he lived as Enrique and Lusia's daughter. But he was never happy. He would throw fits on how Lusia dressed him and would pretend to shave with Enrique. We would often dress up like Ernesto and pretend to be him.” Imelda could tell Hector was annoyed by that. “It was before he knew. And he just hated how he looked. He eventually told his parents the truth that he was their son. It was hard for them at first but they eventually let him be their son. I too was shocked the first time I saw him with short hair and having his new name. But he was happy and that was all that mattered.”

Hector was still rather shocked at what he heard.

“Geez. A lot can happen in 100 years.” Hector rubbed his head and chuckled. “Well. I'm happy to have him as my grandson. But what are those pills for?”

“They are hormone pills. They will deepen his voice and give him facial hair.”

“I just hope he doesn't grow an ugly long beard.” Imelda laughed. Miguel looked over as if he sensed they were there.

“Papa Hector. Mama Imelda. Thank you for coming.”

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Woody, Buzz, and the other toys considered themselves lucky to have a kid like Andy. He was loyal to his toys always finding new games to play. Sure, Andy did have some video games by he didn't play them as much as other kids. They couldn't have asked for a better kid. His brother Maxie was also good. His toys included A Combat Carl, Mrs. Potato Head, A squirtle, a pterosaur named Glider, a creature that was a blend between a hyena and a bear named Milo, and a Transformer that was a Bumblebee. He also had Bo Beep. She wasn't a real toy like the rest. Mrs. Davis wasn't too concerned about her son liking some girly things.

He would probably grow out of it eventually. As he got older that wasn't the case. At one point he asked for a Barbie doll for his birthday.

“Are you sure? Other kids might laugh at you.” Mrs. Davis said. Maxie nodded his head.

“I want Barbie more than any other toy. Please, mommy.” So Mrs. Davis got him some Barbie dolls. He loved these dolls more than his other toys. It caused the others to get worried.

“What if he stops playing with us all together?!” Glider worried. “What if we end up in the attic?” The other toys gasped.

“I'm sure that won't happen.” Combat Carl said. “Maxie might be different but he loves us. We'll still get played with.” Though Combat Carl was actually worried. A little bit later Maxie said he outgrew Bo Peep and she was given away. It really hurt Woody. Maxies toys didn't know if this was good or bad.

“Do you think he'll start playing with us like a real boy now?” Squirtle asked.

“I hope so. Honestly Maxie worries me with his femininity. Just the other day he cried when his mom tried to take him to get his hair cut.”

“A lot of boys go though this phase.” Combat Carl insured. “He'll get over it.” Over time Maxie played with his girls toys more and stopped playing with his old toys less. He also hot a Princess Tutu doll, Wonder Woman, Baby Alive, and some other toys. This worried the older toys even more.

“He's acting more like a girl each year. What if he grows his hair out or wants to go as a Disney Princess on Halloween?” Glider panicked.

“That won't happen.” Carl said.

“What if he wants to be a girl?” Squirtle asked. The other toys looked at him surprised.

“Don't be stupid. Yes, Maxie is a little girly but he doesn't want to be a girl. He'll get over it.” Nothing could prepare for what happened next though. One day when Andy was gone and Mrs. Davis was outside Maxie came in with some of his moms clothes. He put them on and stood by the mirror gleefully. Later that night he did it again. He got up by the window and prayed.

“Daddy. God. If you can hear me I need to tell you something. I don't like being a boy. I wanna be a girl. I know in my heart I am one but I'm too scared to tell mommy and Andy. And my name isn't Maxie it's Molly. If you could let me be a girl I'll be so happy. Please let it happen. Amen.” The other toys stood there dumbfounded and sad.

“We had this coming.” Bumblebee said. “He was always on the girly side.”

“Maybe we should just give up. He doesn't like us anyway.” Glider replied.

“Yeah. We should just leave. If he wants to wear dresses and play with dolls then let him. Let's go.” But before they could go Carl stopped them.

“No.” Was all he said.

“Huh?” They toys replied.

“No. We'll not leaving him behind. We are Maxies toys and we have to be there for him. It doesn't matter if he's a boy or girl or if he's Maxie or Molly. He's are owner.”

“But he doesn't play with us anymore.” Glider said. “Why should we stay?”

“He hasn't gotten rid of us has he? Every time his mom talked to him to get rid of us he said no. Until he gets rid of us on his own decision we are his toys.”

“What do you suppose we do? Milo asked. Carl smiled.

“It's time we made her happy.” So the toys came up with a plan to make Maxie become Molly. They would lure Mrs. Davis in her room by laying themselves on the floor to her room when she was wearing her clothes. So they did just that. Mrs. Davis saw the toys and sighed.

“Maxie!” She called. She took the toys and went to Maxie's room. When she opened the door what she saw changed everything.

“Maxie how many times do I have to tell you to...MAXIE!” Molly gasped and looked back. Mrs. Davis was shocked and confused.

“Maxie why are you wearing that!?” Maxie came up with a lie.

“Mom! I, um it was Andy. He dared me to wear it!”

“Andy dared you to wear a dress?” Molly sighed. She knew she shouldn't lie about this.

“No. He didn't. I choose to wear it because I'm not boy. I'm a girl. I hate being a boy but I've been scared to tell you and Andy. My name isn't Maxie either it's Molly.” Mrs. Davis was shocked. Though she did truly expect this. After a talk it was decided to let Maxie be Molly. Mrs. Davis told Andy to treat her as a sister now. What was more surprising was that Molly played with her old toys again.

“Just because I'm a girl now doesn't mean I shouldn't play with you guys.” So she did. The older toys respected her again.

“Did you see what she did!” Glider said gleefully. “She had me carry a bomb and drop it in a canyon. She made me a hero!”

“She had me turn to a Autobot that could time travel!” Bumblebee looked proud.

“She pretended I can evolve into a Blastoise.” Squirtle smiled.

“She had me become a king.” Milo was also happy. Carl smiled. Ever since she became Molly everything became better. Just because she was a girl now didn't mean she was a different person. Over time she did grow up and the toys were given away. They were happy though as they did their duty with her. Andy was finishing up high school and Molly was a preteen. She and Mrs. Davis were talking about getting her pills. Before he went Carl said goodbye to Andy's toys.

“It's been an honor knowing you, soldiers. I hope wherever you go you find a kid like Andy or Molly.”

“What if you get another kid like Molly?” Woody asked.

“Then I couldn't be more proud. Who knows. Maybe I'll get the opposite of Molly with a girl who's really a boy.”

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“T.J. Detweiler was with his friends Vince, Spinelli, Gretchen, Mikey, and Gus. The group were enjoying their recess by playing kickball. Spinelli was passing the ball while the other teams kids kicked it. Vince was up next.

“Why don't you just give up now Vince and spare yourself the embarrassment.” Spinelli said with a smile. Vince smiled back.

“Funny. I was about to say the same thing.” he replied.

“Careful, Spinelli.” Gus told her. “You know Vince is the best in the game.”

“Was, Gus. He was the best in the game. But not anymore.” Spinelli rolled the ball over to Vince really hard and fast. It looked like it was going to pass but Vince got a good kick and it went flying.

“On no!” Spinelli called out.

“Oh yes!” Vince yelled.

The ball went past the field and playground where it bounced off the window. Luckily, it didn't break it but it did disturb Douglas. He was Miss Finster's second in command behind Randal who was out sick today. He was looking at some old files.

“Lousy troublemakers.” Douglas growled. He went back the the files. “There must be something good in here I can blackmail someone with.” He looked though the papers looking for something good.

“Guru Kid is scared of the dark. Nah, to ordinary.” He looked some more. “Cornchip Girl peed her pants until Kindergarten. Also too easy. Douglas looked some more and was about to give up until he got to a profile that he knew was gold. “T.J. Detweiler is a...” Douglas got a mean sneer on his face. “Detweiler; you're going to wish you never went to this school.”

The next day T.J. was walking down the hall to recess.

“I'm telling you guys Superman is the best superhero.”

“No, man. It's Spiderman.” Vince said.

“Well I think it's Captain America.” Gus gave his take.

“You're all wrong.” Spinelli spat out. “It's Batman.”

“With all due respect my friends Wonder Woman is far suppier.” Gretchen gave her two cents.”

“Well I think it's Aquaman.” Mikey said. Everyone stared at him blankly. “What?”

“Whatever the case.” T.J. continued. “I think we all agree we can cool our brains over a game of kickball.” T.J. opened the door and they went down the blacktop and too the grass. But before they could get there someone stopped them.

“Going somewhere?” It said. They turned around and saw Douglas there. He was smiling like a loon.

“Beat it, Douglas.” Spinelli said. “Before I beat you.”

“Tsk tsk, Spinelli. I'll have to remember to write you up for that one. But for now that can wait for I have something even better.”

“A plane ticket because you're moving I hope.” Vince replied. The others laughed and Douglas glared at him.

“No. I have in my hands something that will change this playground forever.” He said loudly. This got the other kids attention and they walked over. Douglas was happy to see all the kids gather around. “Gather around everyone for I have the most shocking most outrageous thing you will ever hear.” All the kids started talking to each other wondering what it was about.

“I have here a profile on one of you.” All the kids got scared knowing what was to happen next. “Don't worry. It doesn't involve any of you. No, this is about everyone's favorite T.J. Detweiler.” T.J.s group got worried. T.J. was the only one not scared.

“So you got a profile on me. So what. What's your plan? To reveal I get detention all the time? That I'm a little slow in science?”

“No. Much more interesting than that. Tell me, T.J. What's your full name?” T.J. looked around nervous.

“Why.” He asked.

“Just say it or I will!” Douglas yelled.

“It's...Theodore Jasper.” Douglas smiled again.

“No. I mean your old name. Your real name you were born with.” T.J. Looked really nervous now. Some of the other kids were whispering.

“I just told you it's...”

“No!” Douglas screamed. He looked mad now. “I mean the name you had before Theodore Jasper. The name you had when you weren't who you are now.” T.J. Was sweating. His friends stood not knowing what to do. They knew his secret but they knew charging at him would only make it worse. But that didn't matter now.

“Well, since you seem to be caught up in the moment I'll say it myself. Young Theodore here isn't really Theodore. In fact he isn't even much of a boy. T.J.'s real name is Eleanor Sophia Detweiler! T.J. Is a girl!” All the kids gasped. Many were staring at him wondering if it was true.

“Okay, fine. Yes. I was born a girl.” T.J. declared. “But I'm not anymore. And my name isn't Eleanor Sophia it's Theodore Jasper!”

“Don't worry, T.J. You're not the only one here with a secret like that. It seems we have another.” T.J. Looked really surprised at this. “It turns out that the ever so popular and stylish Ashley Armbruster was born a boy named Andrew!” The kids all looked at her too. Ashley looked horrified. The other Ashleys helped her.

“So what if she was like born a boy.” Ashley Q said. “She's like a girl now and an Ashley.”

“She will always like have are backs!” Ashley B joined in.

“She's more of a girl than like you are a kid!” Ashley T yelled.” Douglas just rolled his eyes.

“They're right.” Vince said. “So T.J. Is different. But he dresses like a boy, looks like a boy and acts like a boy. So I say he's a boy. You think you're so brave by going out and giving their old names and lives but you're nothing but a coward. T.J. And Ashley knew the risk they were taking but took them anyway. You only did this to inflate your already big ego. The reason you have no friends, Douglas is because you think you're better. Well you aren't. And until you find that out you will never have any friends.” Everyone was glaring at Douglas now. Even Randall was doing so. Even he knew giving out their old lives like that was going to far. With this Douglas just sneered and walked away.

“Thanks, guys. That means a lot. You're the best friends a guy could ask for.” They all patted him. The Ashley's walked up to them.

“So. You're like trans too?” Ashley A said. T.J. Nodded. “I've been living as a girl since like Kindergarten when I told my family I was one. The only other people who knew were the other Ashley's here.”

'Same here. The gang here had my back. I told Gus not long after he moved here.” Gus smiled at this.

“It's like nice to know there's someone like me here. Maybe someday we can like hangout.”

“Yeah. That would be nice.” T.J. Said.

“Just don't tell people were on like a date. I've got a reputation to pull you know.”

“I wouldn't want it any other way.” With that the Ashley's walked off.

“You know guys. I'm happy Douglas told the truth. I'm been hiding it for too long. If I wanna be a greater leader I need to be truthful towered my people. And it seems I got a new friend out of it. Besides, it seems I'm still plain old T.J. to everyone.

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~Dr. Dooenshmirtz Evil Inc!~

Dr. Doofenshmirtz was in in his building with his new plan to take over the Tri-state Area. This plan was sure to succeed. The citizens of the Tri-state Area would soon know how he felt for several years. It was all coming together. He was looking at a map of the city and a drawing of himself as ruler.

“Yes. This should work splendidly. I'll just fire the ray here which will hit my satellite and change everyone. After that they will beg me to turn them back and I'll take over the Tri-state Area!” Hahahahaha! But first I'm going to draw a little crown on me so I'll like like a king.” Doof tried to find a pen but couldn't. The ones he did find had no ink. “Come on. Why is it whenever you need a pen you can't find one. And people never throw the bad pens away. But whenever you don't need one they're all over the place. That always happens!” Doof complained. Just then a crash was heard.

~Perry!~

“Aw. Perry the Platypus. I didn't know you would be here; and by I didn't know I mean I COMPLETETELY KNEW!” He pressed a button which set Perry on a girls toilet. Perry looked confused.

“You're probably wondering why I trapped you on that Perry the Platypus. Well, I'll tell you a story from my childhood. It all begin when I was born...” A flashback started but ended really quickly. “Hey hey hey Perry don't roll your eyes at me. You know darn well that I might tell you about my tragic youth in sad detail. Now pay attention. It all begin when I was born....” Doof flashed back to his birth.

“You see Perry the Platypus my name wasn't Heintz when I was born. Heintz is the name I choose when I was 15. No, the name I was born with was Heidi. You must be thinking “But Heinz that's a girls name. I know, Perry. I was born a girl!”

Perry was surprised. He knew many things about Doof but not this. He was actually wondering if he was lying. Though why would he lie about something like that?

For 15 years I had people call me by that bad name. My mom made me wear dresses everywhere we went. I know I told you I had to wear them because my parents thought that my brother was going to be a girl. Well, that was a lie. This is what really happened. It wasn't until I was 15 when I became the man I am today. In fact. I think it's best if I put it in song. Doof began waving a bit and coughed a few times to clear this threat. He then began to sing. The song sounded like Mulan's I'll Make A Man Out Of You.

“It's time to tell you my backstory.
To you Perry
I was born female
and allergic to dairy
You are my biggest nemesis
And you didn't even know
Somehow I'll make a man out of me

Calm as a Prairie
But a storm inside
Once you find the power
You'll be full of pride
I'm an evil, hunchbacked, loser scientist
And you didn't even know
Somehow I'll make a man out of me

The scene cut to Phineas and friendship. Phineas, Baljeet, Ferb, Buford, Isabella, and Candace all sang in order.

Ferb I know what we'll going to do today
Hey Where is Perry
This is going to be I dare say da bomb
I really don't know what I have to say
Someday Phineas and I will marry
You guys are so busted I am telling MOM!

(Be a man)
I must be witty as Albert Einstein
(Be a man)
With all the strength of a hurricane
(Be a man)
As prickly and tall as a tree that is pine
Weird as the reason that I'm still sane.

It was a race against time and mother nature
If I could stop I might have a better future
I was doomed to be a woman
I could never be a man
How could I make a man out of me?

(Be a man)
I must be as witty As Albert Einstein
(Be a man)
With all the strength of a hurricane
(Be a man)
As prickly and tall as a tree that is pine
Weird as the reason that I'm still sane.

(Be a man)
I must be as witty as Albert Einstein
(Be a man)
With all the strength of a hurricane
(Be a man)
As prickly and tall as a tree that is pine
Weird as the reason that I'm still sane.

“How did you like that one, Perry the Platypus. I hope you like these songs I make. Sometimes I spend more time on them than my inators. Which reminds me.” Doof smiled and went to a big machine. “Behold the Gender-switchinator! This device has the power to reverse anyone's gender. Just one shot and “poof” you're the opposite sex. That way everyone will know how I felt when I was a girl. When they beg me to turn them back I will only do it when they make me ruler of the Tri-state area! “Observe.” Doof aimed the ray at a woman who was watching her husband trying to carry a couch into the house.

“Come on, Larry!” She yelled. “Put some muscle into. I'm more of a man than you are.” Just then she got hit by the ray and became a man. “Ya see!” She said in a deep voice.” Doof then aimed the ray at Perry.

“I hope you never wanted to be a father. Perry the Platypus. But you can be a mother if you want!” He shot the ray but Perry got off the seat and it missed.

“What? How did you get out?” He asked. Perry then pointed to a safety lock. “Aww, man. Those darn safety measures. I knew I should have gotten an older model.” He shot several my times but kept missing.

“Hold still, Perry so I can turn you into a girl and laugh at you.” He kept missing and Perry ran towered a mirror. Doof shot at it and the laser reflected back and hit Doof. Doof then tried to throw some objects at Perry.

“Come on, Perry the Platypus. You're making me look like I'm fighting like a girl.”

Perry took the laser and aimed it at the woman again who was lifting both the couch and her husband in one arm each.

“Who's' the man now, dear?” The beam hit her and she reversed back and dropped the couch and husband.

“Not you.” He replied. Perry then kicked the machine really hard and the laser fell off.

“Nooooooooo! My Gender-switchinator.” Doof then tried a raygun at Perry who dodged it and kick Doof in the groin who cried out in pain. Perry than jumped put and left.

~Perry!~

“Curse you, Perry the Platypus!” He screamed as Perry left. Then it hit him. “Wait a minute. The gender-switch ray hit me which means?” He lifted his pants and checked. “Yes! It worked. I'm a real man now! Thank you, Perry the Platypus!”

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Dani Dennison was moving with her family from Los Angels to Salem, Massachusetts. She was with her brother Max as well as her parents Dave and Jenny. It was a long drive from L.A. To Salem. It was from coast to coast. Max didn't seem to thieved by it.

“I still don't see why we moved here.” Max said.

“Your fathers job did.” Jenny told him. “Life is all about moving around, Max. I think you're like it here.”

“You'll get to start off new again.”

“Sounds great.” Max replied sarcastically.

“It will be for Dani. No one will know who you used to be, pumpkin. That means no bullies making fun of you.” That was true. No one would know Dani had been born a boy. It was hard back in L.A. People used her old name and pronouns on purpose. True, her old name was Daniel or Danny rather than Danielle or Dani but she could tell by their tone. Maybe a new life in Salem would be better.

“You have my witch costume right, mom?”

“It's in one of the bags in here, Dani.” Jenny assured her. “Halloween is a week away. You don't need it yet.

“I know. But I'm really excited this year.”

Dani had learned of the Sanderson Sisters while reading about the town. She was really interested in the towns history of witches, magic, and of course Halloween. She started at her new school. Just as her dad said no one knew Dani's secret aside from some of the faculty. She made friends with some of the girls. While she missed her old friends back home she was glad she was seen as a real girl here.

“You will have to tell them eventually, Dani.” Jenny said.

“But I don't want them to know.” Dani protested.

“If they're your true friends.” Dave joined in. “They will understand. But real friends share a big secret like that.”

On Halloween Max had to take Dani trick or treating. They had a little fight and then one thing lead to another where they along with Allison were at the Sanderson Sisters house. This led to them waking up. One had a green dress and red hair, another had a purple dress and blonde hair, and the last one had a red dress and black hair.

“Sister's” The redhead Winifred said. “It's good to be back.”

“Good to see you sister.” The blonde Sarah replied.

“It's been too long.” The black haired Mary told them.

After a couple minutes of talking the black haired one said something that scared them.

“I smell children.” She said with a grin. The other sisters smiled.

“Who, dare sister?” Mary sniffed around.

“Little boy. About 7. Maybe 8 and a half.”

“Let's play with him.” Sarah said with a non-trusting grin. She then started to sing. “Come little children I'll take thee away in...”

“Come on out, my dear. We will not harm thee.” Winifred said.

“We love children.” Mary said and then slammed her hand on the table. This caused Dani to scream and jump up. She had to think of a lie quick.

“I'd thought thou'd never come, sisters. Twas I who brought you back.”

“I see.” Winifred replied. She leaned over to her sister Mary. “I thought you said it was a boy.”

“That's' what I smelled.” Mary defended herself.

“Maybe your nose is getting rusty.” Winifred told her sister.

“Well. There is one day to find out.” Sarah smiled. “The three sisters walked up to her. Max backed away.”

“Tell us. What are you?” Winifred demanded.

“I'm a girl.” Dani said. The witches scowled. “But.....I was born a boy.”

“Born?” They all said at the same time.

“Yeah. I knew early one I was really a girl. Even though I didn't look like it.”

“And you are a girl now?”

“In my mind I am. I still have a boys body.” Winifred quickly thought up a plan.

“What if I could make you into a real girl? I could whip up a potion that could change you into one permanently.”

“You-you could do that?” Dani asked.

“You just need to help me.” She said with a bad grin.

“Never!”

“Get him!” Winifred screamed.

After that Max, Allison, and a talking cat named Binx went on a wild adventure. At the end the witches' tried to buy over Dani.

“I made the potion, darling. I'll let you go and give it to you if you hand over your friends. Think of it. You can be a real girl forever.”

“I already am! And your potion isn't worth my brothers life!”

After some fighting the Sanderson Sisters were defeated. Dani picked up the vile with the potion.

“That will change you into a real girl. It's your choice if you want it. Don't worry. I can tell it's real.” Binx said. Rather than drink it Dani smashed the vile.

“Are you sure?” Max asked.

“Who needs that vile when I'm already a girl?”

They said goodbye to Binx which hurt Dani as she ended up really liking him. So she didn't get the potion to change her. But that was okay. She had the best brother in the world to protect her.

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Aryll was a little girl who lived on Outset Island with her brother Link and their Grandma. She spent most of her time playing outside with the seagulls and with her telescope. She had a good relationship with Link who she usually called him “Big Brother.”

“Hey, Big Brother!” She called. “Wanna play with me on the lookout?” Link smiled.

“Sure. Why not. You can be the captain and I'll be your crew.”

“Are you sure you don't wanna be captain?”

“I was captain last time. This way it's fair.” Aryll giggled. She liked how her brother treated her so well.

“You lead the way, little bro.” Aryll didn't like that name or her real name that she always blocked out. She didn't blame Link or her Grandma for using them; they didn't know. Aryll felt like she was really a girl. She hasn't told anyone though. She envied the other girls on the island. How lucky they were. She just wished she had the courage to tell her family. One day she and Link saw their Grandma sewing something.

“What are you sewing, Grandma?” Link asked. Grandma put on a kind face and looked at her grandson.

“Your heroes suit for your coming of age.”

“Heroes suit...” Link questioned. Grandpa held the green tunic in front of her and Link cringed.

“You'll get to wear this own your birthday in a few months.” Link rubbed his face.

“Do I have to? The other kids will laugh at me. I can't get a girlfriend wearing that.” Grandma laughed. “It's only for one day, sweetheart. All boys have to wear it when they come of age. One day they will have to wear one too.” Grandpa turned to Aryll. “You too, puppet.” Aryll frowned at that. It wasn't that she hated the tunic like Link did. She thought it actually look kind of cool. It was that the tunic was a step towed manhood. Just a reminder of who she really was. She'd much rather wear the princess dress when she was of age. About a week later she told herself she was going to tell her family the truth.

“Grandma, Big Brother. There's something I need to tell you.” She walked to them. Grandpa was working on the tunic and Link was reading a book.

“Can it wait till I finish my book?” Link asked.

“No. It can't, Link.” Link was surprised that his brother said his name. This must have been serious.

“When..when I become of age I don't want to wear the heroes tunic.” Grandma look surprised.

“But you have too, sweetheart. It's in tradition. All boys have-”

“That's the thing, Grandma. I'm not a boy.” She stopped a moment before continuing. “I'm a girl. My name is Aryll. As a girl I don't have to wear the tunic because I'm not a man. It's not that I hate it like Big Brother. I know I'm a girl inside and wearing it means people will think I'm on the next step to manhood. I don't want that. I want to wear the princess dress when I become of age. Please don't make me wear it. Please let me be a girl instead.”

On that day Aryll officially became herself. She got her new name, new clothes, and grew her hair out. Her favorite new piece of clothing was a blue dress with flower patterns on it.

“Here.” Grandma said. She put Arylls hair in ponytails. “You look just like I did when I was your age. Though I was a little bit more pretty.”

“Grandma.” Aryll rolled her eyes.

Grandma and Link helped her become their granddaughter and sister. When Link become of age he got the clothes. He hated it by Aryll though he looked rather heroic in them. He did become a hero when she was mistakenly taken by a big bird and taken to a fortress. There she met a rich girl named Mila and a poor girl named Maggie.

”I think I've heard of you.” Mila said. “You're that boy who decided to be a girl.”

“Yeah. I've heard of that too. Some kid from Outset Island wanted to be a girl.”

“I am a girl!” Aryll said firmly.

“I didn't say you weren't.” Mila replied.

“Neither did I.” Maggie said.

“So-so you think I'm a girl”

“If you say you are.” Mila told her.

“You look like one to me.” Maggie agreed.

Aryll developed a little bit of a friendship with the girls. They already saw her as a girl. At one point she got a purple dress with a skull on it. She actually liked it as it made her feel like a pirate. Eventually Link rescued them. She also met Tetra who happened to be Princess Zelda. After Link saved Hyrule Aryll returned to her normal life on Outset Island. Link helped Zelda keep Hyrule safe and Aryll as well.

“Princess Zelda. You think I'm a girl don't you?”

“You're as much as a girl as I am a pirate.” She was wearing her Tetra uniform. She found the dress too formal and girly.

“Is that a good thing?” Aryll asked.

“Do you think I make a good pirate?”

“Yeah.”

“Well, there you go.” Tetra said.

“Thank you. Your highness. I can't wait until my coming of age.

When Aryll did come of age she didn't have to wear the green tunic. Instead, she wore a princess dress just like Zelda's. She had her hair down like the Princess and Zelda helped her with her makeup. Everyone agreed she looked beautiful.

“Now I just have to wait for my knight to save me.” Aryll said.