From The Streets - Chapter 14 (Patreon)

“Hey Doctor.” Sophie spoke into her phone, “Can we start tomorrow afternoon?”

“That was fast.” Doctor Wilson laughed.

“I met with the director and my agent,” Sophie said.  “We’re not anywhere near ready to start filming - 2, maybe 3 months, so I have plenty of time for recovery.  Plus I can get caught up on my schoolwork while I’m down.”

“So you want this done as fast as possible I take it?” Doctor Wilson asked.

“As fast as conveniently possible,” Sophie giggled.

“Okay,” Doctor Wilson said, “There are a few things that we need to discuss in terms of your post operative recovery care to avoid hurting yourself before everything heals, but we can talk about that tomorrow. If you’ve read anything about normal recovery, I want you to know, that it’s not going to be like that at all.”

“Oh thank the great good Lord,” Sophie said.  “I’d rather not my first sexual experience be with a medical dilator.”

“There will be a lot of Muscle reconstruction, as we create everything, we’ll also be moving some of your internal stuff around a bit too, you won’t feel right at all while you’re recovering.  But again we can discuss this tomorrow.”

“So I should plan to be sitting or lying down a whole lot,” Sophie giggled.

“Reclined if you’re sitting.” Doctor Wilson stated.  “But like you said, you’ll be able to catch up on your schoolwork.  A little mental stress in that regard will be perfectly fine, if not distracting.  Anything you can do to distract your mind will be good for you.”

“Oh aye one thing about that,” Sophie said.  “I play the bagpipes, so...”

“I’d avoid Wind Instruments for the first 4 to 6 days.” Doctor Wilson stated.

“Then I’ll record what I need to tonight,” Sophie giggled.  “I wanted to be sure I wouldn’t blow a stitch filling the air bladder.  Thank you Doctor.”

“No problem Sophie.” Doctor Wilson stated.  The doorbell rang, and Sophie heard Nicole in the hallway answering it.  She got up in time to find Nicole bringing in a medium sized, brightly wrapped package.

“The note says,” Nicole said, “From Pinkie, Red, Bubblegum, Silvermist, Tinkerbell, and all the rest on Lost Girl Island.”

“Oh!” Sophie said and snagged the note, reading  it.  “Ahoy matey!  We heard you were a fan of our adventures, so we fetched ye some sweet loot from the hull of Captain Codfish’s own vessel.  We even signed it and made the pirates sign it at swordpoint too!  Enjoy!”

She tore open the wrapping paper to find a signed Blu Ray collector’s edition set of the Lost Girls, complete with director commentary, deleted scenes, the works.  “Holy cow, this isn’t even out in stores yet!” Sophie squealed.  There was also a small leather bag that jingled.  Sophie peeked inside to see it contained five prop gold doubloons.

“Friends in high places help.” Nicole laughed.

“Aye no kidding!” Sophie said excitedly.  “I gotta do something nice for them.  Oh but first, I’ll be in the recording studio for a bit.  I’m going in tomorrow to see how soon I can get the stage 1 surgery done, so I might not get a chance to record for Cas and El’s songs again soon.  If Sister June calls, I promise I’ll finish my English Lit essay before bed.”

~oOo~

Reporters were waiting at the gates to the closed neighborhood the next morning, bright and early when Sophie set out for the studio for the auditions. “Ugh I hate these guys.” Sophie giggled from the limo, and rolled the window down enough to wave at them.  To her amusement, they mostly ignored her, apart from a few opportunity snapshots as she passed.

“Guess they had bigger fish to fry today,” Katelyn laughed.  “I wonder what poor bastard’s got them so riled up.”

“Lots of famous people live in our neighborhood.” Amanda laughed.

“Oh oh,” Sophie said, looking at her phone.  “It looks like someone named  Ryan Reynolds.  Let’s see...  Nope, TMZ hasn’t said anything yet. Oh he played Deadpool!”  She brightened considerably.  “I LOVE Deadpool.”

“He’s probably behind it,” Katelyn laughed.  “Viral marketing for the new sequel.”

The limo divider window rolled down, and a man in a red and black mask with white eyes turned around in the passenger seat.  “Now whatever would I do that for?”

“Hi Mr. Pool.” Sophie giggled. “Can I get your autograph?” 

“Only if I can have yours!” Deadpool said, and then took out a black crayon, scribbling his name on a sheet of coloring book he had just finished coloring in.

Sophie giggled and pulled out a pink magic marker and did some really quick but nice artwork and signed it, “Switch?” 

“On three,” he said.

“1” Sophie said and snagged the paper handing over hers.

“Hey whatever happened to 3?” Deadpool asked.  “Oh, hold that thought,” he said as the limo stopped, and he poked his head out the window with a megaphone.  “Do.  Not.  Panic.  I’m.  Just.  Another.  Guy.  Nobody.  Panic! I do know how to drive a limo I think.”

The people passing by on the street stopped, some stared, some took out their cellphones as Deadpool took over for the driver.  “Wheeee!”

“Did you know about this?” Katelyn whispered under her breath, trying hard not to laugh.

“Maaaybe,” Amanda giggled.

“Okay here we go!  9 Daffodil Lane.  Wait, Daffodil, seriously?  And people say my movies are fake!” he laughed.

Sophie giggled, and Amanda grinned and whispered to Katelyn, “Sophie is a fan of the Deadpool comics, and I found out Ryan lives 3 houses down from us.”

‘Deadpool’ pretended to be distracted admiring Sophie’s drawing as he drove.  “This is really good.  You know you should be drawing comics.”

“I’m a fan of yours Mr. Pool.” Sophie said. “I drew an entire panel comic of you when I was 9, but my dad burned it.”

“Bastard,” Deadpool said.  “That was one hot comic!  And swerve and honk,” he honked the horn, “And drift!” he actually managed to drift the limo around a corner.  “And donut in the parking lot!”

“Holy cow.” Sophie giggled, she was having so much fun, when she got out she walked to the front and kissed Deadpool on the cheek, “Thank you so much, and you should totally redo all Ryan Reynolds’ movies.” she teased.

“Awww shucks, I’m blushing!” Deadpool said.  “Good luck with your audition, Soapy,” he said, waving as he peeled out, drove about three feet, slammed on the brakes, and let Amanda and Katelyn get out.

“Thanks Mr. Pool.” she waved, giggling.

A couple of people came running out of the studio to see what the noise was, just as the limo peeled out again, leaving shreds of comic book panels from a Deadpool comic in their wake.  Deadpool poked his head out the window and waved at them as he drove by for another pass.  “Look ma, no hands!”

“I-is that...” a blonde haired green eyed girl laughed, pulling out her phone to record the spectacle before he could drive away.

Sophie giggled, “Deadpool. He’s got his ammo bag this time.”

“Oh my God,” she said, seeing the coloring book panel he signed for her  “That is so cool!  Can I take a picture of you holding it?  Sorry I don’t normally fangirl on people I swear, but.”

Sophie giggled.  “Sure.  I gotta tweet about this anyway,” she said, taking a selfie with the girl and tweeting out what had just happened.  “I’m like on cloud 9. I just met my childhood hero and he was exactly how I imagined him to be.”

Deadpool stopped the limo again right at the sidewalk leaving the parking lot, turned and walked back to Sophie. “I forgot something.” he pulled out his camera, “My friends at the mansion wont believe I met Sophie Dee unless I prove it to them.”

He held up the phone and snapped a selfie with his arm around Sophie, and live-tweeted.  “OMG just got to drive Sophie Dee’s limo!  She is like my hero!  Hashtag Day Made” Sophie took one next.

“That was seriously the coolest thing i’ve ever seen,” the girl giggled, trying not to squeal.

Deadpool spoke, “I know right? Sophie Dee is like the awesomest.”  He looked at the girl. “Hey I know you too!” he jumped over and took a selfie with her, “Wait no I don’t nevermind, but hey i’ll save this photo.”

“Oh me?” the girl giggled.  “I’m nobody,” she said, snapping a quick selfie with Deadpool while he was next to her.

“You’re somebody to someone.” Deadpool said. “Everyone is someone to someone else.  Me for example, I’m wanted for Grand Theft Limo,” he giggled and dove into the limo as a squad car with lights and siren came rolling up the street.  “Quick hide the Limo!”  He started up the engine and drove away as the squad car sped up, turning on to a side street behind him.

“I’m Jessica,” the girl laughed as they watched the limo drive off.

“Sophie.  Nice to meet you.”

“Gosh you too.  You know I wasn’t even supposed to be here today.  My cousin wanted to audition, but she’s got strep so she begged me to come in and read.  I know, weird right?  Professional actress begs unknown cousin to read some lines,” she giggled.  “She says it’s like to have the auditioners bounce off or something.”

“Who are you reading for?” Sophie asked.

“Katie.” Jessica said.  There had been some shuffling of names in the last rewrite which, to the production’s credit, had been for creative reasons.  The doctor was called Katie, Kristen’s idea to give the character a more Irish sounding name and play up the Trinity angle further.

“What the hell was that about?” Destiny laughed as she approached.  “I swear to God I just saw Deadpool doing 70 in a limo on the freeway being chased by three cops.”

“That was Deadpool.” Sophie giggled. “He drove me here.” she showed her the cell phone, “I think we’re in the third movie. I swear I saw a camera.”

“Deadpool 3: Augmented Reality,” Jessica laughed.  “Calling it now.  Hi, I’m Jessica,” she said, still giggling.  “You’re Destiny and Angela right?” she asked.

“Yup, you got us.” Destiny giggled.

“I hope Deadpool brings back our limo,” Sophie giggled.

“The studio will have a driver bring it when we’re done.” Amanda laughed.

“I hope it’s in one piece,” Angela laughed.

“It will be.” Amanda laughed some more, “This is a promo shoot for the 3rd Deadpool, if you look over there you’ll actually see Stan Lee drinking water.”  Sophie looked, and an older man midway through a bottle of water grinned and waved at them.

Sophie waved back and walked over, “Mr. Lee?” she pulled out a little pocket book that had deadpool drawings in it, “I’d like you to have this.” she showed it that it was a flip book.

“Young lady,” he said, grinning, “If this whole acting thing doesn’t work out, you just say the word and you’ll have a position at Marvel waiting for you, and I mean that.”

Sophie giggled, “I’m just a fan.” she hugged him gently.   “Deadpool made my childhood bearable. One of the only things my dad and I had in common.  I better get to my audition, but I just wanted to thank you first.”

“Thank your mom.” Stan Lee said. “She’s a wonderful lady and set this all up.”

“I will sir,” Sophie giggled and bounded back over to where Jessica, Destiny and Angela were already reading lines outside, waiting for Sophie to get back before they headed inside. “I am more than what you made me.” Sophie said in an american Irish accent.

“I know you are,” Jess said.  “That was my mistake.”

“I am not a mistake.” Sophie said. “Was I? I feel, does that make me less than what you wanted from me?”

“Yes it does,” Jessica said.  “I made you too human.  I made you too perfect.”

“But.. I am.” Sophie said, “Please don’t take me apart.”

Jessica sighed, or at least, the character she was reading for, sighed.  “This has to be our secret Trinity.  If they find out...  They’ll do worse than dismantle you - and me.”

“Thank you Katie.” Sophie spoke, not even reading the script. “I won’t let you down.”

Jessica cracked a smile and giggled.  “God you guys are good.”

“Sophie’s really good at memorization. I just read the lines for 4 hours last night.”  Destiny giggled.

“No I don’t have a photographic memory, but I remember things for awhile,” Sophie said. “And I liked that line, it was close to the line from Detroit Become Human.”

“That’s what this is inspired by,” Krissy said as she came out. “We’ve got permission and everything. It’s not really close to the source, but it’s got enough similarities we had to ask permission.  Sony said it’s far enough off, we don’t use any character names from the game or anything, so they wished us luck.”

“It’s just a shame Katie’s supposed to be an older woman,” Angela said.  “You should hear Jess reading her.”

“I might ask her to read it.” Krissy grinned.

“That’s why I’m here ma’am,” Jess said.  “Lisa Morgan is my cousin.  She’s got strep, so she begged me to come down and help out with the auditions.  I’m no professional, but I’ve been helping her with the script so I knew it enough to come down and help.”

“Oh That’s too bad.” Krissy frowned. “Lisa’s such a good actress too.”

~oOo~

A woman looked up as Sophie and Jessica read the part, long after the trio read theirs, “Oh my God.” she whispered something to Krissy.

“Jessica, we won't be filming for awhile, but expect a call.”

“Um... Pardon?” Jessica asked.

“You got a part.” Krissy said.

“But...  I’m not auditioning?” Jessica said, confused.

Sophie giggled. “I think you just did.”

“No, seriously, you do not want me,” Jessica said.  “I get wicked stage fright if I’m in front of more than like a dozen people.”

“Yeah I actually do.” Krissy said, “I’ll send you a revised script as soon as possible. And I know lots of actresses that happens to, we’ll work with you on it. Lisa used to get massive stage fright.”

Jessica slowly left the soundstage area and found a chair to sit down in.  “What the heck just happened?” she asked no one in particular.

“You got a role.” Deadpool popped out of nowhere, causing her to squeal.  “Congratulations, see you are someone.”

“But I’m not an actress,” she continued to protest.

“Neither am I.” Deadpool said, “I’m a comic book character.” he looked to the right, “Well folks, this young lady is going to blow your minds.” he turned back, “What I wasn’t talking to any of you, I was talking to them.” he pointed to nobody.

“So!” he said, stealing the folding canvas chair marked ‘DIRECTOR’ and pulled it, as loudly as possible, across to sit down with Jessica.  He snatched a script from the hands of a passing intern and thumbed through it.  “Uh huh, uh huh... Ooh, uh huh...  Love it like it like it.. Need to change that!”

He pulled out a black crayon and scribbled something in the margins - with a little mini Deadpool underneath it.  “There we go.  Cyberpunk huh?  That’s very in right now.  I hear it’s poised to be the next superhero blockbuster explosion.”

“Nothing will be as cool as Deadpool other than Wolverine.”  Sophie grinned, “Except Deadpools cooler.”

“Have you even met Wolverine?” Deadpool said.

“I meet Hughe, I drew him with his wife.” Sophie grinned.

“Hugh who?  Hugh Jass?” He giggled.  “I’m kidding.”

“Logan.” Sophie giggled.

“So Soapy,” Deadpool said, “You’re a big famous model and actress.  Tell her she’s someone.  She doesn’t seem to believe me for some reason.”

“I already told her.” Sophie said. “I think she’s perfect for the role.”

“I can’t be Katie though,” Jess shook her head.  “Lisa spent a week studying the script.  She’s perfect for it.”

“And She won't mind if you take it.” Krissy said, “I’ve got another role for Lisa now that I know she wants a role.”

“But I’m only 15,” Jess said.

“We can make you look 18.” A Makeup artist said as she walked by.

“Hey,” Deadpool said, “They can make my ugly mug look like Ryan Reynolds.  They can handle you,” he laughed.

“Deadpool’s only ugly on the outside.” Sophie said.  “He’s very friendly to the innocent, so he’s very handsome on the inside.”

“I want whatever she’s on,” Deadpool stage-whispered to nobody and pointed at Sophie.

Sophie stuck her tongue out. “Hopefully you didn’t get shot in the butt again during the police chase.” she teased.

“Naah, I yelled at them, ‘HEY!  This is Soapy Dee’s limo!  No shooting it!’,” he said matter-of-factly.  “Except I did flip it 20 times.  You can probably pop those dents with a plunger.  Oh and don’t worry about the sea salt smell, that was there when I got there.”  He rolled back a leather glove to look at a watch face with Sophie’s face on it.  “Oh, I’m late!” he said as he leapt up.  “Man I wish I could fly like Storm sometimes.”  He grinned at them,  “You know, like how she sometimes does, and then forgets how to in the next scene.”  

“I’d rather be Jessica Jones.” Sophie said as Deadpool dashed off again.  Poor Jess was nearly in tears from laughing at the exchange.

He peeked his head around the corner, “Jessica both of them are badasses by the way!” he dashed off again, sliding under a craft services table and through a half-open door.

“I never liked comics that much,” Angela admitted, “But I think I’m going to have to track down every copy of Deadpool I can find now.”

“Wait, what did he mean ‘both’?” Jess giggled.

~oOo~

“Okay.” Doctor Wilson said, “Before we go in, do you understand everything we just talked about?”

“Yeah, so 4 to 6 days, but I think i’ll wait longer, that my insides will feel like they’re falling out for most of the recovery.” Sophie nodded.  “One thing I want to clarify for sure.  Will I be in hosp for that week?”

“No, you’ll go home tomorrow late afternoon.” Doctor Wilson stated.

“Okay, then I need one more thing clarified,” she giggled.  “Sorry Doc.  I’m just making absolute sure I understand.”

“No, that’s what we’re here for, to go over things.” Doctor Wilson said.

“Well there’s no easy way to say this, so I’ll just say it.  How will I um... pee?  Like will I have to use a jar or can I get up and sit on the toilet, or...”

“You will get up and sit on the toilet like any other girl, the pain killers should help with the burning pain.  We’ll give you a mild antiseptic rinse to squirt in afterwards and then you’ll just gently wipe and, depending on your pain tolerance, might have someone carry you back to your recliner,” she said completely honestly and without a hint of humor in her tone.

Sophie nodded.  “And how doped up I am,” she said.  “But I have a friend who already volunteered to help me get around.”

“Depends.” Doctor Wilson stated, “When you leave tomorrow you might be pretty loopy and you can reduce your pain killers when you get home, as you see fit.  I’ll give your mothers the recommended maximum dosage so you don’t overdose though.”

Sophie nodded.  “Sounds great.  I didn’t eat breakfast or lunch today, just in case you wanted to and were able to get me in today.”

“You ready?” Doctor Wilson said. Sophie nodded. They walked to a discrete van, “We’ll take you in this to the Mercy hospital where you will be in a private ER room, and Doctor Wilson will be there shortly.  You’ll be admitted as a Jane Doe for an appendectomy.  Only trusted hospital staff will be allowed near you at all times.”

Destiny and the others had already given Sophie their hugs and best wishes for her, so Sophie climbed into the plain van with Nicole climbing in her SUV not far away.

“What about my parents I forgot to ask.” Sophie giggled.

“They’ll be able to come visit you.” Doctor Wilson laughed, “Don’t worry.  They’ll be right by your side when you wake up in post op recovery, along with your sister.”

That one caught Sophie off guard.  “My sister?” she asked.

“Mmmhmm.  Nicole Kerrigan is listed on your immediate family list as your adopted sister.”

“Sweet!” Sophie said as she got in the van, Nicole was in there.

“Hey there.” she said.

“Hey ‘sis’,” Sophie giggled.

Nicole laughed.  “I figured that was the best way to tell you...  You’re stuck with me now.  I renegotiated my contract with the agency.  Your moms asked me to be your full time bodyguard permanently, and I agreed, with the stipulation that I be recognized in writing as your big sister.  David will still be your weekend guy.  This just means I don’t have an escape clause anymore, nor will my term ‘expire’.  She hugged Sophie.

“What did you ask for?” Sophie said.

“Room and Board, and enough for expenses.” Nicole grinned.  The company thinks they got off with a really good deal, considering what they were paying me, but I robbed them blind because I got free PTSD treatments that actually work. And they have no idea how expensive it is to keep up with you.” she winked.

Sophie giggled.  “I do fancy a visit to the French Riviera sometime this summer,” she teased.

“It was almost 2 grand to fly to ireland and back.” Nicole laughed.

“I’m glad I can help with your PTSD though,” Sophie said seriously.

“Big time.” Nicole said and hugged Sophie.  “I’ve only really enjoyed working for three clients.  One of them is you, one’s Megan.  The third one’s not really important.  But you’re the first who actually managed to get past my defenses so thoroughly.  The second you mentioned Richie I was doomed,” she laughed.

“So the fact that I didn’t crack any tall jokes was a bonus right?” Sophie said.

“Yeah, that helped,” Nicole laughed.  “But I gotta admit ‘Ho ho holy shit you’re tall’ made my day.”

Sophie giggled, “Well you are tall, and that’s awesome.”

“Okay guys, we’re here.” the driver said as she pulled up to the hospital curb, they loaded Sophie into a wheelchair and then put a sweater over her so people couldn’t see her face.  There weren’t any reporters around, but they had to be on the safe side. Incase someone inside recognized her.

~oOo~

The first thing Sophie really remembered on waking up was that the lights were turned down low, and she could hear some pleasant, soft music coming from somewhere nearby.  “That’s pretty,” she yawned quietly.

“Hey kiddo,” Nicole said.  “I just made your moms go get some coffee.  I won’t ask how you’re feeling because you’re about to get a lot of that,” she teased.

“Thanks,” Sophie groaned.  “Trying not to move.  How long was I out?”

“After the surgery?” Nicole asked, “About 4 hours.  You were briefly awake in post op, asked for some ice water, and then passed right out again.  They’ve got you on the good shit.”

“I can tell,” Sophie said.  “Head feels like it’s going to roll right off my shoulders.  Good thing I don’t have to leave this bed till tomorrow. How long was the surgery?” She asked.

“About 5 hours.” Nicole said. “They had to do a lot of work kiddo.” she stood up, “I'll let them know you're awake.”

“Thanks.  I’m just going to lay here and not think about turnips,” Sophie yawned.  Nicole stopped to look back at her.  “Don’t ask.”

A woman came in and said, “Did you sleep good?” she paused, “And before you get mad, how do you feel?”

“Like I got gut punched hard by a donkey?” Sophie said trying hard not to laugh.

“There we a couple sneaky organs we had issues moving, but we finally got them positioned.” The Doctor said. “I work with Doctor Wilson's office, we do a lot of the internal reconstruction work for her.  So pain, on a scale of 1 to 10, 1 being a stubbed toe?”

“About a 4,” Sophie answered.  “Hurts to breathe, but I’ve had worse pain.”

“You are mighty brave.” The woman said, “Doctor Wilson will be in shortly, to explain to you the aftercare stuff, and walk you through it, it’s kind of embarrassing.” the woman winked. “But if you experience blood in your urine or constant vomiting, please do not hesitate to call one of us.”

Sophie nodded a little.  “Sounds like I’ll be on a soft foods diet for a couple of days,” she said astutely.  As she and others around her were fond of saying, this wasn’t her first rodeo.

“Two or three.” The doctor nodded. “After Doctor Wilson does her thing, I’ll have a nurse come in and bring you something to eat.”

“Just no jello,” Sophie said, trying not to laugh.  “It wriggles too much.”

Destiny peeked around the corner, only she didn’t really look like Destiny.  This girl had Destiny’s face, but her hair was a deep, dark red, and she was wearing a cap. 

“Wig.” Destiny giggled and pulled it off.  “But that’s what my real hair color will return to eventually.  I know better than to ask how you’re feeling,” she said as she approached.  “Nicole and your parents are just chatting with Doctor Wilson so they’ll be right in.”

“It’s kewl,” Sophie said, squeezing Destiny’s hand.  “I’m just glad they let you in this late.”

“Yeah, they wouldn’t let Angela come with me, but Doctor Wilson - the other one,” she giggled, “Snuck me past the nurses so I could come say hi really fast.”

“Awwww I’ll tell her thanks.” Sophie said and gently kissed Destiny. “Ugh really though it really does feel like a donkey gut punched me.”

“Poor thing,” Destiny said.  “You should rest.  Don’t worry about anything. Oh Krissy said when you can move around more, that we can go in for a costume fitting.  She told me to warn you that if you come in before you’re ready, she’ll personally kick your butt when you’re better, though,” she giggled.

Sophie cracked a smile.  “Don’t make me laugh,” she said, grinning now as someone knocked gently on the door.

“That’s my cue,” Destiny said as she gave Sophie a soft kiss on her lips, and then on her forehead, and then put the wig and cap back on, quickly ducking out as Katelyn, Amanda, Nicole, and Doctor Wilson entered.

“Hi there.” Doctor Wilson said, “I just got informed you are are feeling okay, so I wont ask that.” she winked, “I have a few things I want to go over  for care of your new parts.” she had some things with her. “This is a wash.” she showed Sophie. “You’ll need to washcloth bathe for abit and you can use this on it, It’ll help with the swelling.”

She held up something else, “This, this you want to use the entire time you're recovering after you pee.  It might sting a little, but it’ll be far worse if you get an infection.  This is to help with any other issues of lubrication till your body starts working properly down there.” she grinned, as Sophie blushed. “Told you it would be embarrassing.”

“Chocolate or vanilla?” a nurse asked as she came into the room.  “I’ve got a nutritional shake of either, some applesauce, and pudding for dessert.”

“Oh, um,” Sophie said, “Vanilla shake, chocolate pudding?”

“I can do that,” the nurse said cheerfully and stepped out again for just a second, before returning with a tray containing little cups, plus a tall, frosty milkshake with a bendy straw.  Sophie was already reclined with her bed somewhat elevated, so that spared her the discomfort of having to have it raised so she could drink her dinner.

“Oh my God this is the best milkshake I’ve ever had,” she said

“Glad you like it,” the nurse giggled.  “It’s got a little sugar for energy, but it won’t spike your blood sugar.”

“Can I tell you that I have never felt more whole than I do now?” Sophie said.

“That’s actually normal,” Doctor Wilson grinned.  “I’d be worried if you felt any regrets, but even that’s actually a normal reaction in some patients.  About 1% truly regret it long term.”

“Even if you just embarrassed me.” Sophie giggled, “I think I’m okay with that, kinda proud now of what’s between my legs you know?”

Nicole grinned and said what both Amanda and Katelyn were thinking.  “Just, no showing it off in public ‘till you’re 18, hey?”

“Nope.” Sophie giggled. “It’s mine!” Sophie rubbed her hands together evilly as she finished the food. “And only the people I want to see it will ever see it.”