Welcome to The Club: An Unexpected Reopening

[Harri-chan]

After handing over the drinks menu, Elliot's gaze lingered upon the three teenagers, and he felt his heart racing inside his chest again. He turned back to the bar, one hand lifting to rub at the back of his head. His blue eyes snapped straight back to Meryl as she spoke the feminized version of his name, and his bit on his glossy lower lip.

"Those three are still waiting for their drinks… ", he explained, and then his forehead creased slightly, and his nose wrinkled in concentration.

"I need… one white russian, one… strawberry ducky or something that sounds like that, and… a bottle of something", he groaned, realising he had forgotten one drink entirely, and had no idea what the girl had actually been asking for. He put his face in his hands and shook his head slightly.

"I'm not used to being in bars… usually they stop me at the doors. I'm sorry… ".

[Ookalf]

"You don't have to say a word. If anything, your older brother should be the one apologizing. This work is his responsibility, not yours." He moved towards James again, this time to wrap him in a gentle hug. "I just... I just don't want to see my youngest daughter work herself to death!"

D-daughter? *James' father showing any significant kindness was rare, and things like were pretty much unheard of. So with that actually happening, and the old man calling him a daughter, James was definitely becoming concerned.* Father, are you... feeling OK?

[Mystic Mina]

"A White Russian, a Strawberry Daiquiri, and a Guinness. Don't worry, I could hear the orders from over here," Meryl reassured Elliot. Her hand reached up to lightly tousle the young boy's blond locks. "But ducky, really? That's a bit of a stretch, kid."

She quickly set to work on the three drinks, all the while humming a catchy little tune to herself.

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"Just fine. In fact, I haven't felt this good in a long while. It's as if a weight has been lifted from my shoulders." His father pressed himself a bit more tightly against James, causing the man to feel an unfamiliar pressure on his chest. If he looked down, he would see why. There were breasts hanging there, and they were growing!

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On Alex's menu, there were a few names that seemed to stick out: Witch's Brew, Sweet Memories, and the Wabbashot. Their ingredients were nothing special for the most part, but they definitely weren't like anything Alex had seen in other bars.

[Harri-chan]

Elliot sighed in relief as Meryl repeated all three orders perfectly. He gave her an apologetic look and then slumped forward, setting his elbows on the bar and leaned against it, giving all those behind another glimpse of his panties without realising it.

"Maybe I will take that drink… ", he mumbled, toying with strands of blonde hair between the thumb and forefinger of both hands. A blush spread through his cheeks as she ran her own fingers through his hair.

"But… no alcohol this time… I still feel a bit dizzy from the last one. Do you have anything else?".

[Ookalf]

"Just fine. In fact, I haven't felt this good in a long while. It's as if a weight has been lifted from my shoulders." His father pressed himself a bit more tightly against James, causing the man to feel an unfamiliar pressure on his chest. If he looked down, he would see why. There were breasts hanging there, and they were growing!

*James's eyes widen as he glances down at his chest.* Ah, I... May I... go now, Father? I'm not sure I'm feeling so good...

[Mystic Mina]

"Sure. Just go ahead and serve these first. Don't want to keep the kids waiting, after all." Meryl handed Elliot the orders on a large black try and gave him a encouraging pat on the cheek. "I'll be here with a glass of something when you get back, and don't worry about the boy. Something tells me he won't be interested in you after he takes a sip of his drink."

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"What's wrong? Are you getting sick?" A hand went up to stroke James' cheek, which felt oddly soft and sensitive. "I knew you were pushing yourself too hard! Please, go home and rest! Leave the work to me and your brother!"

After one last gentle squeeze, James was freed from his father's grasp.

[Ookalf]

"What's wrong? Are you getting sick?" A hand went up to stroke James' cheek, which felt oddly soft and sensitive. "I knew you were pushing yourself too hard! Please, go home and rest! Leave the work to me and your brother!"

After one last gentle squeeze, James was freed from his father's grasp.

Th-thank you... *James quickly leaves the room and heads back out to his car.* Something is really, really wrong here...

[Harri-chan]

Despite Meryl's reassuring words, Elliot still looked nervous, but that was probably more down to the tray of drinks rather than the interest from the boy. He murmured quietly as her gentle hand patted against his red cheek and then carefully grasped the edges of the black tray. When he looked into Meryl's eyes, that was a moment of confusion at her comment, but he sucked in a deep breath and turned, slowly weaving his way through the tables, back to the three.

"Sorry for the wait… ", he said with a nervous smile as he reached the table, first setting the tray down, and then picking up each of their drinks to set it down in front of the one that had ordered it. His smile grew wider once that was done, and a look of relief swept over his face. His blue eyes watched the taller boy curiously, shifting back and forth between him and his drink.

[Ryan5011]

"A White Russian, a Strawberry Daiquiri, and a Guinness. Don't worry, I could hear the orders from over here," Meryl reassured Elliot. Her hand reached up to lightly tousle the young boy's blond locks. "But ducky, really? That's a bit of a stretch, kid."

She quickly set to work on the three drinks, all the while humming a catchy little tune to herself.

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"Just fine. In fact, I haven't felt this good in a long while. It's as if a weight has been lifted from my shoulders." His father pressed himself a bit more tightly against James, causing the man to feel an unfamiliar pressure on his chest. If he looked down, he would see why. There were breasts hanging there, and they were growing!

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On Alex's menu, there were a few names that seemed to stick out: Witch's Brew, Sweet Memories, and the Wabbashot. Their ingredients were nothing special for the most part, but they definitely weren't like anything Alex had seen in other bars.

Alex went over the list of drinks several times silently, comparing the names and the ingredients that were listed out of the drinks that he knew for sure wasn't in any bars. Or at least, the bars in town. After deciding, he watched the two serve a table, and figured now would be a better time than any to place his order. "I'll take a glass of Sweet Memories."

[Mystic Mina]

(Sorry for the long wait! Been really busy this holiday season...)

No one batted an eye at James when he left the office, though one girl did compliment the form-fitting shirt and jacket he suddenly had on. In fact, pretty much everything he had on now was a little tighter than before, showing off some of the new curves his body decided to grow over the night.

Luckily, his car was still the same as it always was.

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"No worries. It's not like we waited here all night." The tall boy, Scott, grabbed his drink from Elliot's tray and took a long sip from it... And another... And another. "Sorry, but did you get the order wrong or something? I don't taste any alcohol in this thing. It's just milk."

He offered the still mostly full glass to Elliot for the waiter to taste.

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"Sweet Memories? Good choice. It's an old classic my parents taught me. I always feel like I'm a kid again when I drink this. Not that I drank when I was a kid... You know what, forget I said anything."Meryl quickly fixed up the concoction and presented it in front of Alex. The drink was a golden liquid, almost like honey. Even in the slowly darkening bar, it looked brilliant. "I don't mean to pry, but is there a reason why you chose this one? Trying to escape some pain in the present, perhaps?"

[Ookalf]

No one batted an eye at James when he left the office, though one girl did compliment the form-fitting shirt and jacket he suddenly had on. In fact, pretty much everything he had on now was a little tighter than before, showing off some of the new curves his body decided to grow over the night.

Luckily, his car was still the same as it always was.

Y-yeah... *James only briefly acknowledges the compliment, being far too concerned with all the weirdness going on to want to talk fashion. Once outside, he starts up the car and drives back to The Club. This all started after had that drink... Maybe he'll be able to get some answers there.*

[Ryan5011]

(Sorry for the long wait! Been really busy this holiday season...)
"Sweet Memories? Good choice. It's an old classic my parents taught me. I always feel like I'm a kid again when I drink this. Not that I drank when I was a kid... You know what, forget I said anything."Meryl quickly fixed up the concoction and presented it in front of Alex. The drink was a golden liquid, almost like honey. Even in the slowly darkening bar, it looked brilliant. "I don't mean to pry, but is there a reason why you chose this one? Trying to escape some pain in the present, perhaps?"

[I have no problem waiting. Been playing Elsword alot lately ^-^]

Alex took the glass after taking out his wallet and paying whatever price was listed on the menu. "Reason? Well, nothing too big. The name sounded appealing. Though if I was to escape anything, it'd be my loneliness." Alex replied, giving a small laugh. He looked at the drink for about two seconds before going for the first drink.

[Harri-chan]

Elliot watched carefully as Scott took a long sip from the drink. His chest tightened slightly as the tall boy voiced the concern that he'd brought the wrong drink, but then he remembered that Meryl had poured them, and she seemed to know her stuff.

"It's definitely what you ordered... ", he said with a small frown, and then lifted both hands to take the glass, but after gazing at it, he shook his head slightly and offered it back to the boy.

"I'm not allowed alcohol... ".

[Mystic Mina]

James' search for answers was slowed by the flood of cars on the streets. It seemed as though he had chosen just the wrong time to hit the road...

On the plus side, the delay gave him plenty of time to notice some new things. Like how the reflection of his rear view mirror showed that his face was younger, softer, rounder, and all around girlier. His long silky hair wasn't helping matters; with the way it framed his face, he looked every bit the daughter his father thought he was.

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"Lonely, huh?... I can relate. Haven't had any real company in a long time. Here's to both of us." Meryl put together another drink just like Alex's, though she made sure to add a little something else to keep herself "safe." "Cheers!"

She downed her share at the same time as Alex. The taste of the stuff matched its name: Sweet with just the slightest hint of spice. It left a pleasant bubbly sensation in their stomachs... Though the feeling was much stronger in Alex for whatever reason.

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"No, it isn't! I mean, it tastes good, but this definitely isn't a White Russian. It's milk! Taste it for yourself!" The boy stood up, though he did his best to do so gently, and moved his glass even closer to Elliot, the shiny edge not even an inch away from the girlish boy's nose.

"Scott, chill out! It's just a drink. It's not like she messed up all our orders, ok?" The redheaded girl gave her friend a chiding glare before taking her own drink from Elliot's waiting arms and starting on it. "Uh, wait... I take that back. I'm pretty sure this is just strawberry slush... Really good strawberry slush! I like it!"

"You see? Look, I'm sorry, miss, but you've got to take these drinks back and fix them. There's no alcohol in them at all." The tall boy grabbed the shoulder of the redhead, who was currently enjoying her slush with wiggles and giggles, and gently shook it. "Delilah, give yours back to her so they can fix it."

"What? No! I don't care if it doesn't have alcohol! It tastes awesome!"

"Delilah!"

"No!"

"C'mon!"

"I said NO!"

A high-heeled foot shot out from beneath the table and slammed into the tall boy's shin, causing him to yelp in pain and toss his drink in the air... And white milk inside lands right on Elliot's face!

[Harri-chan]

Elliot's fingers curled inwards, grasping the material of the short dress when the red-haired girl said her drink was wrong too. He watched them struggle, his wide blue eyes darting back and forth between them both, before gasping when he saw the high-heeled foot kick out. With a gasp, he began to reach his hands towards the pair, just as the tall boy's drink went flying, and the milk splattered down across Elliot's blonde hair, blue dress and all over his face.

With a groan, he wiped the milk from his eyes, licking it from his lips, and then looked down at the borrowed dress, his heart sinking. He couldn't even manage a simple task such as taking orders and bringing drinks to the tables without making a mess of it. He stood there, frozen, looking as if he might actually burst into tears at any moment.