Roy groaned and rolled over in his bed. Roy was seven years old, and hating it. He had three sisters older then him; Jackie, Catlin, and Lana. Roy rolled over again. There was a persisting sound that was keeping him awake. It sounded like...giggling?
Roy shot up in bed, wide-eyed. Giggling, the one sound he despised. He knew that giggling from anywhere, it came from his sisters. They were up to something.
Hopping out of bed, knowing he wouldn't get anymore sleep, he headed to the bathroom. The giggling followed him, not stopping. Grabbing his brush, he became to comb his hair. Halfway done, he stopped and stared into the mirror. He blinked a couple of times, and then screamed.
"JACKIE, CATLIN, LANA!"
"Yes?" Three voices said in union and three figures looked stood in the door way, trying not to laugh.
"WHY THE HELL DO I LOOK LIKE A PRETTY PRINCESS?" Roy screamed. The girls busted up laughing.
"But you look so adorable!" Lana said and pinched Roy's cheek. He slapped it away.
"No I don't," Roy said. The girls had managed to sneak in his room, and without waking him, dressed him in a bra, a dress, and put make-up on him.
"Why you!" Roy yelled and chased his sisters around the house.
Twenty some years later...
"Mom?" ten year old girl asked as she sat her her mom's lap.
"Yea sweetie?"
"Who's that?" she asked and pointed to the picture they were looking at. Her mom laughed.
"Thats your dad sweetheart. When he was younger, his sisters dressed him up like a princess as a joke."
"Like I do to..."
"Mommy! Lizzie turned me into a girl!"
Lizzie gasped and hopped off her moms lap, "Got to go!" she said and ran out of the room.
A man came from the other room and sat next to his wife. "You know Riza, she's been hanging way to much time with her aunt's."
Riza laughed, "You say that as a bad thing."
"For my son, it is."
