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Girl who makes a new me	By : Resting-Madness Category: -Movies Misc > General Views: 708 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
Disclaimer: I do not own any character or scenario created for the 3 Ninjas universe. I don't make a profit from this work of fiction, it's just something for fun.

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Sam Douglas stormed into his home like a bolt of lightning; he even provided the clap of thunder by slamming the front door. Jessica, who had been in the kitchen washing the dishes, with help from Rocky and Colt, rung her hands out then grabbed a dish-towel to dry them, as she walked into the living room to access the situation.
"Testing out the impact strength of the door?" She jokingly asked. "Expecting bad weather?"
"Did you know?" He fumed.
"Know what?" She blinked, genuinely perplexed.
"That Geri is a guy!"
Why dance around it with soft feet. He's livid. Why should he spare feelings? No one spared his! Imagine, his son - - another of his sons - - dating the same gender! Why was this happening to him? He's a good person. He helps people. He loves animals. Respects the elderly. So why was he always getting punished?!
Jessica looked confused. "She is?"
Sam threw up his hands. At least there's that. His wife was duped too. "Jeffrey?!" He called up the stairs.
"He's in the kitchen." Jessica informed.
The angry, Heather-colored cloud formation blew into the kitchen. If this were television the kitchen would be in disarray with a stripped fridge, as the gale-winds would have blown off every paper and magnet stuck to it. The cabinet doors would clap and become unhinged in the windy assault. There'd be a mess of spices and sugar. But, this is not television. The only thing that happened was Rocky and Colt turned their head when their father entered the room.
"Jeffrey... I'm giving you a fair shot..." Sam breathed heavily in and out. It was like watching a man try not to burst. "Did you know about Geri being a boy?"
Colt nodded. "Not at first. But, I know."
Sam turned red as his blood pressure rose. "You... Are NOT to see him anymore!"
Colt blinked. "I'm NOT seeing HIM. I'm dating HER." He spat. "Geri, is a girl. Female. What's your damage?" It was a rhetorical question. He didn't want or need an answer. Especially not a crude, smartass answer.
"Geri is not a girl! He's a boy playing pretend. And I mean it, son. Don't make me repeat myself." Sam sniped. "You two are over!"
"Why?"
"Excuse me?"
"I wanna know why? Geri has always been a girl, she was just born in the wrong body." He shrugged. "You can't fault her for that."
"A guy is a guy, a girl a girl. That's how life goes on!" Sam paced a trench into the floor. "You go screwing around with that, making these damned illegals... hybrid things."
"Don't call her a thing!" He tried to stay calm during the tirade. But that was a job too impossible to take on. "See, this is exactly why I wanted to keep my relationship secret."
"Yeah, because you're ashamed and embarrassed!"
"I am not!" He stood in his father's face, squaring off with a man who still has a foot and some inches on him in height. But there was far more fight and bite in Colt than that old dog Sam Douglas. His posture went lax; however, his anger remained an impenetrable fortress. "I'm not surprised by your reaction, I expected it. It actually confirms what I've always kinda suspected of you."
"And what's that?" He crossed his arms. He was more ramrod stiff than ever. He could take whatever immature comment his disrespectful son could dish out. He has for years.
"You're Xenophobic."
Rocky gracefully bowed-out. He was not going to be in the blasting zone after that comment. That wonder, that word was spoken only between the three brothers one cool winter night. They could never say it to their father. But, Colt just did.
"Don't be ridiculous." His mother whispered.
"It's true." He looked his father dead in the eye. "It's why you hate us doing ninja every summer." Colt hissed. "Anything not baseball and apple pie you're against it. It's too strange and foreign. It's why you dislike grandpa teaching us ninja; and now it's why you hate Geri."
"Jeffrey, that's enough." Again, his mother tried to run interference.
"Say it. Admit it." Colt glared. "Why else would you have an issue with us learning self-defense? Would you rather we get beaten up? Or to solve our issues with knives and guns like a typical American?"
Sam's jaw clenched.
"Not one time when we were home over the summer, those times when grandpa was sick, did you do anything with us." His hands balled and un-balled. "You did chores with mom, took her to movies and dinner, that's fine; but then you'd do things with your friends... Your friends. Most of them you see every day because you're on the same team."
"That's because the three of you are always off doing something with your friends."
"Not always. We come home; set up an activity. It's that simple." He hissed. "So why didn't you?"
It was so quiet then. Even when Colt paused waiting for a reply. None came. He went on.
"Geri was born in the wrong body... She is a girl, despite that. In her heart." He bit back tears. He's not sad. He's that upset. "Would you tell someone who wears a prosthetic they need to take it off because it's unnatural? Would you spit on someone who has breast cancer, tell them to get it reversed when they have to get what makes them a woman in the eyes of pigs removed? Will you wish a burn victim to drop dead, because they decide to just go with it, since the damage can't be reversed."
"Jeffrey, please. That's enough." Jessica reached for him, but he stepped quickly out of the way.
"You have to say something."
Sam ground through his teeth. He wasn't listening to Colt, not sincerely. He just heard excuses. "What's going on with Geri, and your examples are worlds apart. You. Will. Not. See. Him. End of discussion." He left the kitchen. He said his peace. That was it.
"Sam? Sam.." Turning to her son, she said quietly. "It just takes your father time to get used to things. He will calm down."
"I'm not wrong, mom," Colt wiped his cheeks. "He's being hateful, and ignorant. Geri is a girl; I really like her. Why is that so wrong?" He glanced out the kitchen exit. "You don't care, right? You're on my side?"
Jessica raised her hand in defense. "I'm not on anyone's side. I want it to be that there are no sides; am I surprised by the situation, yes, but that doesn't mean it's a reason to cause a rift between you and your father."
"What father? The man who hates everything I care about?" He spat vehemently. "The man who makes no time for me, despite his supposed want to." He ran his hands through his hair. "Geri isn't even a forever - - no one is at this age. But, even as a right now, he has no right to disrespect her, anyone like her, or me." It just dawned on him that his father came home on a rant, he wasn't brought to it in the house. "If he said anything to hurt her, he can consider me a ghost." He walked out, headed for his bedroom to check on Geri.
Jessica sighed. Better go do damage control.
...
Jessica rubbed lotion into her hands. She showered earlier; mind gone towards the task of cleaning, do to organizing her thoughts. What to say to her husband. Nothing was strong enough to combat Sam's reasoning of: "and that's final". It was going to be a long restless night. When her husband emerged from the bathroom, she felt her back tense up. It was a painful little knot, spreading like a disease throughout the area.
"Sam,"
"Save it." He sniped. "The discussion is over." He climbed into bed, yanking the covers up over him. However, he quickly sat up. "And that's another thing,"
She knew the "discussion" was over, but not the boundless hours of contemptuous bellowing. "Yes?"
"Why didn't you back me up?" He asked sincerely. "Don't tell me you're ok with our son dating i-" he caught himself though not politely. "Tha-THAT? It's completely vulgar and disgusting."
""Vulgar and disgusting"? Repeated his wife.
That sentence sounded vulgar and disgusting because of where it's being directed. The situation is unusual and doesn't come around often - - even as friendships go, and Colt has been friends with the girl for a while. They've all seen them off and on when Colt would stop in for something. But, they've never been formally introduced to anyone but Troy.
"Samuel is unfortunately bisexual. But at least we know which he's dating. Female or not. Jeffrey... First it's Frankenstein's bride, then what? Is Michael gonna bring home a Hermaphrodite?" He shook his head. "Someone just tell me what the hell is going through the mind of kids today."
"How 'bout this, we trick her over here then beat her until she snaps out of her delusion."
"Jessica, spare me. I'm not in the mood."
"Well, get in the mood. Sam, your son is only dating. He dates a lot." From what she's gleaned. "It's nothing so serious you have to ruin yourself with your son."
"According to him, it's already ruined."
Jessica figured he'd stuck around for a bit to listen. "It doesn't have to be. Sam, understand this as it is... Geri was a boy, ok, now she's a girl. Let her live the life that she wants."
"Not if it's with my son." He sighed. "It's fine if this kid wants to play pretend, but he can do it with someone else."
Jessica rolled her eyes. "Maybe Colt was right, maybe you are Xenophobic."
"I'm not!"
Jessica only threw up her hands. "Good night, Sam." She lied down. Now the discussion was over.
In the boy's bedroom.
It's the weekend, so they're allowed to be up as late as they like. Usually they all grow bored of being up by 10 p.m. It's currently 9 o'clock. Colt growled in frustration, he tossed his phone to the bed.
"She's not answering my calls or my text. She's not even reading them!" He toed his phone over so that the unhelpful device is pushed a bit farther away from him, like it's being punished. "That proves it. Dad said something stupid; she probably hates me now." He sagged down into the bed, laying himself down to lie in the misery on his side. "I never should have let him take her home." He messed up his mop of hair shaking his head while it's pressed against the pillow. "How'd he even know?"
"Don't look at me. I didn't tell him." Tum Tum replied. He knew Colt wasn't accusing anyone, but he figured he'd throw it out there.
"I didn't tell him." Rocky assured. "But, he's pretty smart. Maybe he just figured it out." Hearing his brother's doubtful scoff he says. "Okay, maybe she told him. She had figured meeting the parents was a big step; so naturally she didn't want them in the dark."
Colt hoped that wasn't the case. She really didn't have to say anything. He should have warned her. Better prepared her for the night. Now this happened. He could just kick himself - - and not a regular kick. His stupidity needed a round-house kick, or a flying jump kick. Something painful.
'I should go see her. She can't ignore me if I'm at her front door.' Logic lied to his senses. She actually could choose to ignore him. Especially if she told her family about how rude his father had been. He slid down from his bed; changed from his nightclothes back into his dirty clothes from earlier then he left the room.
Rocky looked as though he wanted to say something, but decided not to. If it was him, he'd of done the same - - probably a lot sooner.
Colt grabbed his bike and hurried through the neighborhoods until he hit Geri's street. Out of breath, he gradually evened out his breathing while searching for pebbles, small sticks, and those little prickly balls that contain seeds. He took aim at the window once enough ammo had been gathered, then he fired. It didn't take long for Geri to appear. The ghostly figure didn't so much as glance down, she simply snapped the curtains shut. Damn it!
He removed his phone and texted her a line of question marks. It's still nine. He can see the glow of her television, and she's obviously still awake. He sent her another text, apologizing for whatever asshole comment his father had said to upset her. That he'd do everything in his power to make his dad apologize to her. At least he got a 'Read' response. Fuck. He told her he was leaving; again, that it was messed up, and she'd get a proper apology. Then he went home, unaware that he was being watched from her window.
Colt all but barged into his parents bedroom and slapped his father. But, he schooled it down and figured he'd just talk to his - hopefully still true - girlfriend on Monday. She can have the weekend to fume just as he will.
And fume he did. He ignored his father, when he got them all geared up to have breakfast out instead of at home. Colt simply did not dress, and did not go out with his family. He made the sting of rejection very clear as he grabbed a bowl from the cabinet, cereal from the pantry, and then fixed himself a bowl of Crunch Berries; to which he left for a moment to grab a Pop-Tart. Score one for ghost child.
It seemed his father had the day off. He wanted to watch golf. Colt played Switch on the large downstairs flat-screen television. His father watched golf on the small, rear-projection television in his office. Jessica watched this with a critical eye. Nothing more upsetting than a family at odds. Colt later took off when he felt a speech coming from his mother. He went out for a bite with Troy.
"Shit, man," he said around a bite of pizza. "Your dad is legend for biting off heads, so I can only imagine what he'd said to get her so pissed at him, that she's even ignoring you."
"Yeah." He picked off a mushroom then bit a chunk from the slice.
He remembered, once upon a time, when he and his friends were hanging out playing with the house. They weren't at their grandfather's that summer, because Mori had been on a cruise. He won it on a radio contest. The swinging oldster identified a song by Shaggy, and won the tickets. He couldn't give them up. He and his brothers didn't mind it. Alas, their father spent no time with them; and when he came home and found the yard completely water-logged he made the Hulk quiver with fear. He said some pretty hurtful things about how irresponsible and stupid he could be.
It wasn't always a curse, though. His dad once made a bully cry. The kid was so hurt, he actually tried befriending Colt that year during school hours. That was pretty cool.
"What am I gonna do?" Colt finished his relaxer without even tasting it. He then ate his set-aside mushrooms.
"What can you do aside from disobey? If the mighty gatekeeper has spoken, Geri is no more for you." Troy drank a gulp of his soda, burping loudly from the bubbles. "And then there's Geri in general. What if she won't go along with seeing you regardless? If he told her to stop, she might wonder what's the point."
Colt had figured as much. He heaved a sigh in thought. What to do? What to do?
Monday finally rolled around. He left for school with Rocky. There was no point in riding his bike there alone. To his surprise, Geri was at school; she glanced his way but ignored him for the most part. But he cornered her at lunch. Steering her to a small area beside a row of lockers, he held her in place.
"Talk to me, please." He begged.
"I just need some time to myself." She said hastily. "I never.. I've heard some pretty nasty things growing up like this, but what your father said really hurt. A lot..."
"Yeah, but, I didn't say it. I didn't know that he'd say anything horrible to you. If I knew, then..."
Geri frowned deeply. She shook her head. "You could protect me the entire duration that we date," she said quietly. "But that's too much to ask."
"So you're dumping me?" He felt a knot of dread in his stomach.
"No. I don't want to."
"Then don't. Fuck everyone who disagrees with us."
"It's not us that they disagree with. Just me." She teared up. "I'm a freak that needs to stay with my own kind."
"You're not a freak." Colt had to instill that into her heart.
"But I'm not like everyone else." She moved away. "I just need a little bit of time to get myself out of this funk. I'll be ok."
"But what if you're not?"
The question hung between them. There wasn't a person alive that didn't understand it. If you're not ok. If you can't be.
"I will be." She patted his arm then moved away.
Colt watched her go. Then he slammed his fist into the nearest locker.
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