Kenny made a face. â€œI am not a girl! I am not a her. I am a boy.â€ He said. Sitting up a bit and almost laughed when Aaron went red in the face. Served him right. Holding him hostage here. â€œWait! What???â€ He cried out. Makeover??? Oh no. No no no no no. He was not getting a makeover. He was quite fine with how he looked now. He jumped as she got near him and began inspecting his hand. Shrinking down and blinked. â€œNo. They are fine. Thank you but no.â€ He protested. A genderless angel? He did not want to be genderless. He liked being a boyl He moved and curled back into a tight ball. Trying to protect himself from having his nails done. He looked at the woman and let out a sound that was like a male giggle but not really a giggle. It was funny the way she talked to them. The way they acted in response to what she said. It felt kind of nice to not be the only one on the losing end of the stick.<br/><br/>He looked at Jessica as she helped him up. Studying her but eyed the door. Could he make it again? No. Probably not. He would have to wait. He stood there but made no effort to move. Least until Weston began pushing and guiding him in the direction that Jessica had gone. He wasnâ€™t exactly eager to get this done. He dragged his feet and did everything he could to be difficult to guide to the master bathroom. He stumbled as he was nudged into the bathroom. He tried to turn around and exit but wasnâ€™t able to. Turning back around and watched pillows be set on the floor. Watching Jessica getting weird looking stuff. She talked. â€œI am a boy. I donâ€™t want to be a girl.â€ He said again. He tried to escape getting his nails done but Weston held him in place. â€œNo. No. No. No. I donâ€™t want to. I donâ€™t want to do this!â€ He cried out. Trying to squirm and escape but Weston was holding him and place and hold out one of his hands.<br/><br/>He tried to pull free but wasnâ€™t strong enough to do so. He kept protesting and making sounds of protest as she took ahold of his hand. â€œNoooooooooooo.......â€ He protested. He listened as they spoke. Shaking his head. â€œNot really. I canâ€™t read the credits. I just watched the movies they showed on the televisions in the store front windows. I remember bully here fell off a building in one movie. You were in one of the movies but you looked different.â€ He said. Trying to escape. Whimpering as it kind of felt weird and hurt a tiny bit getting his nails sanded down. Though his hands felt better from the massage. He never stopped watching them. â€œI would spend hours in front of the window on the sidewalk. Just watching whatever movie they would show on their televisions. I only went there to see Aaron up close. I donâ€™t have anything for him to sign. I donâ€™t own anything but what Iâ€™m wearing.â€<br/><br/>He bit his lower lip. Watching her as he still tried to escape. â€œokay we done. No more needs doing.â€ he said. Trying to pull away to escape whatever else she planned on doing to his hands. â€œKittyâ€™s scare me because a giant kitty with peachish tan smooth skin tried to eat me when I was five. I was just trying to pet it.â€ He said softly. He didnâ€™t have any education. He didnâ€™t know that the giant kitty was actually a mountain lion. He threw his head back trying to force Weston to let go. â€œNo! Leggo! Leggo! I donâ€™t want to get anything done to my hands!â€ He said. Struggling but not able to move very much. Weston was just too strong for him to do this. His gaze never left the nice woman who was talking to him.