Thread: Gunner & Dr. Bishop
Who: Dr. Bishop and Gunner Crawley (cameo by Eddie Flynn!). When: March 15. Evening. Where: Base. Eddie's room --> Medlab. What: Dr. Bishop's meeting gets out early. He calls Gunner down. Gunner happens to be... oddly dressed.
It wasn't often that Gunner got an evening off. But tonight, Dr. Bishop had meetings, meetings that Gunner couldn't go to. And so, after finishing up his early evening chores and cleanings and puttings away, he had been set free.
After a sandwich in the kitchen, he wandered down the hall and happened to run into Eddie. Despite the fact that he wasn't allowed to tell Eddie anything that went on between he and the Doctor, he still considered the other boy a friend, and so he followed the blonde down to his room for chatting and giggling and other things.
Somehow the conversation turned to clothes, and more importantly, to Eddie's clothes, which tended to be of the feminine variety. And further somehow, Gunner agreed to let Eddie dress him up as a girl. He even let Eddie shave his legs and shaved his own under arms, not at all bothered by that fact, because it was just hair, and it would grow back.
An hour after he went into Eddie's room, he found himself in a black dress, with black knee high stockings with lacy tops that peeked out when he sat down, and clunky black shoes. He had tried higher heels first (Eddie had some skyrockets!) but he had fallen, and they had settled on something a bit lower and a bit clunkier.
His face was done up, with shimmery lip gloss and mascara and eye shadow and blush. With it all, and his hair done up like a girlish pixie cut, Gunner pretty much looked like a girl. He was slight enough, with high cheekbones and delicate features.
He was examinining himself in the mirror when he heard the buzzing coming from his lab coat, that was flung over the back of a chair. Or rather, from the walkie talkie in his pocket. Gunner wobbled over and fished it out and pressed the button. "Hello?" he said. He licked his lips and glanced at Eddie. His lips tasted like strawberries.