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J did NOT know how to handle this.
She stared into the mirror as each of Tessa’s words struck her heart. Beautiful. Amazing. Pretty. Gorgeous. The loveliest girl she’d ever seen. Her breath hitched as she felt her eyes itch, her heart swelling with pride she didn’t know she could feel. Tessa was right behind her, leaning over her shoulder. She looked over her new body; the pigtails that felt soft against her cheeks, the dress that spun in a full circle and felt more soothing than anything else, the little bows in her hair that brought her so much joy that she itched to fidget with. Plus more of the compliments from Tessa, the Tessa she… loved…… but she wasn’t supposed to, she can’t. It’s not allowed, it’s not company approved. But the compliments. She can’t—she couldn’t imagine herself being beautiful, or lovely, or wonderful—she—couldn’t—
Very suddenly, she felt warm liquid flowing down her cheeks and a very confused Tessa behind her. “J? J are you okay? What’s wrong, why are you crying jaybird?” She sniffled and began scratching her arms lightly as Tessa came rushing up behind her to swoop her into her grasp. J leaned into her and let out a very quiet sob as Tessa rubbed her back and continued soothing her. “Shhh, J, I’m sorry jaybird, are you alright? What happened, what did I do wrong?” J just shook her head and hugged Tessa as she smiled wide, confidence and a feeling of love blooming in her heart for the first time. She—she didn’t know this was allowed. She didn’t know this was possible! But she could sense Tessa’s panic as she kept fretting over J and breathing harder, so J eventually sniffled and said, “no, no, Tessa I’m okay, I’m—I’m happy—I’m crying because I’m happy,” but Tessa didn’t buy it. She kept breathing harder and started apologizing profusely. J, still crying, slowly said “No, Tessa, Tessa, calm down—uh, what, uh, what do people say? Uh—slow down your breathing. In and out? Right? Just—I’m okay! I’m okay, Tessa! You didn’t do anything wrong!”
Tessa slowly snaps out of it and breathes deeper. J tries to keep her composure but she glances back up at the mirror and starts to cry again, hands shaking like a scared dog, but she has this big wobbly smile on her face like she’s never been happier, because she hasn’t. She’s never felt this free, this happy, this euphoric! And all because of some bows and pigtails and a dumb dress-she just—she’s so happy! She sobs and shoves her face into Tessa’s chest. “Thank—thank you, —you, boss!”
Tessa runs her hand through the hair on the back of J’s head from behind her and chuckles. “You’re welcome, but I told you, J, stop calling me that! You’re too much of a wonderful girl to call me ‘boss’!”
J blushes and sobs again. She whirls around and runs at Tessa before hugging her very, very tight. Tessa gasps in surprise before wrapping her arms around J. “My pretty girl, the cutest drone in the manor!” J sobs again and again with each new compliment, stuffing her face into Tessa. Tessa steps backward slowly and sits down on her bed, J in her lap. J cuddles up to Tessa as she lets herself cry into the girl who she loves, who saved her and let her feel joy and is calling her beautiful and amazing and cute and adorable and pretty and miraculous and things she never thought she could be! She’d never felt like this before, and she’s overwhelmed as tears flow and she feels like her chest is going to burst with joy. Tessa liked her and thought she was the cutest girl and the best drone in the manor! She didn’t care if this wasn’t company approved, she had never. felt. better! She sobbed happily into Tessa’s shoulder as she was held close and safe and happy for the first time. J shakily took a deep breath as Tessa cradled her. Another deep breath with the next compliment, and another, and another, until she could lift her head enough to look at Tessa again. Tessa smiles.
“My pretty girl. I’m so glad this made you so happy. You’re the sweetest, loveliest drone in this whole universe, you know that?”
J tears up again and nods, and curls herself up in Tessa’s lap, glad to be with her, glad to be safe, glad to be happy, glad to be herself.
Suddenly, there’s the unmistakable sound of knuckles on hard wood.
Tessa and J lock their very, very wide eyes.
“Oh Shit.”
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