Star-Crossed Lovers

Safe and Sound

A few months passed by. One day, the family was sitting in the living area.

"So, I have some news," Simon said to the others. "Is something wrong, Papa?" Destiny asked him. "No, luv. I just wanted to let you know that I'll be going to the hospital for a few days." "Are you sick?!" Dezzi exclaimed, causing the Brit's hearing aids to ring loudly. "Nonono, I'm just going to..." Ghost paused. How was he going to explain this to his children?

"Well, you remember how I told you that dada and I were born as girls?" He asked, to which Destiny nodded. "Well, I have to have surgeries in order to be a boy. Make sense?" "It makes sense, Papa. I'm a big girl." The little girl smiled. "Yes, you sure are."

After the surgery and the recovery process, Simon stood in front of the bathroom mirror, staring at his new member. "Ye look lovely, Simon," John whispered as he stood behind his partner. His hands rubbing circles on Simon's belly.

"It's... different... Not as big as I'd hoped for." "Aye, how do ye think I felt?" The Scot chuckled, as he placed a kiss on the crook of his husband's neck. "Ye remember yer promise, Si?" He asked. "Hmm, what promise?" "Y'know what promise. Th' promise with th' wig, and makeup, and heels..." "Oh..."

A week later, Soap sat with his children in the living room. "So, since you're seven, ye hold up seven fingers," he told his daughter. Destiny furrowed her brow and looked at her hands. She slowly counted out loud and held up fingers. "One... two... three... four... five... six... seven!" She beamed with pride as she held up her hands. "Did I do it, Dada?" "Ye sure did, luv." The Scot clapped his hands.

All of a sudden, the sound of heels clicking the floor could be heard getting closer. Carter, Dezzi, and Johnny looked up to see Simon (or Fantasma) walking into the living room. The little girl's eyes lit up and she stood up. "Papa, is that you?" She asked. "Yes, hun, it's me," the Brit responded as she approached her daughter.

She was wearing a shimmering purple gown with a signature blonde wig. She was also wearing purple-and-blue makeup and black heels. Devon took one look at her and started crying. "Nonono, Devon, it's okay." Fantasma walked up to her son and picked him up. She wiped the makeup off with her arm.

John and Fantasma shared a concerned look. Then the Scot used sign language to say: "Maybe show him when he's older?" Ghost only sighed and shook his head. "I can't. I'm getting too old. Sorry." Soap slowly nodded.