Abby's pov - and she's used to cousin Eliot being a boy so she still thinks of him as 'he'
Abby watched her cousin bang around the room furiously before saying with a grin, "But dressing you up for the formal would be so much fun!"
Eliot froze.
"What?" he - well, she for now - demanded through white lips in a now-bloodless face.
"The formal. You know. Memorial day. The SGC always has one, you said, because they've had deaths there and they make sure they're remembered." She took a good look at her cousin's panicked expression before sighing and pulling her into a hug. "It's alright," she said, "I'll take care of you."
Eliot returned the hug cautiously. The angles were wrong and breasts against breasts - even though he hadn't been greatly blessed during the transformation - just felt... weird. He sighed. "Just promise me one thing?" he asked with a resigned tone.
"Depends..."
"Don't let Sophie help! She keeps trying to turn me into a girl."
Despite his stricken expression, Abby giggled. "I think that device Hardison touched already took care of that part," she told him, not letting him move away far enough to be able to give her a dead arm.
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Date: 2009-05-28 05:30 pm (UTC)Abby watched her cousin bang around the room furiously before saying with a grin, "But dressing you up for the formal would be so much fun!"
Eliot froze.
"What?" he - well, she for now - demanded through white lips in a now-bloodless face.
"The formal. You know. Memorial day. The SGC always has one, you said, because they've had deaths there and they make sure they're remembered." She took a good look at her cousin's panicked expression before sighing and pulling her into a hug. "It's alright," she said, "I'll take care of you."
Eliot returned the hug cautiously. The angles were wrong and breasts against breasts - even though he hadn't been greatly blessed during the transformation - just felt... weird. He sighed. "Just promise me one thing?" he asked with a resigned tone.
"Depends..."
"Don't let Sophie help! She keeps trying to turn me into a girl."
Despite his stricken expression, Abby giggled. "I think that device Hardison touched already took care of that part," she told him, not letting him move away far enough to be able to give her a dead arm.