31_days | [july 21] [original] fancy men

Title: Fancy Men
Day/Theme: July 21 - treat him like a lady
Series: Original
Character/Pairing: Raz, Kaly, Medea, Driel
Rating: PG for cross dressing and a humor less dragon?
Words: 661
Notes: Basically crack. The first thing I thought of when I saw the theme XD And Driel's a little weird. Comfy in women's clothing yes. He's so fun to write in a humor setting.

Never in his life had Raz felt so embarrassed and disgusted to be man. Kaly shot him a bright smile as she ran a brush through his long fiery red hair. Behind him, Kaly started to hum with each stroke of the brush and Raz could swear she was beaming like a child. "I swear you're enjoying this, you evil little child."

Kaly let out carefree giggle as she continued doing her chore. "You've never let me brush your hair before but now since we have to do this, you don't care."

Raz snorted as he crossed his arms over his chest. "Don't get comfortable. After this, I'm not letting you anywhere near me for a long while."

Kaly pouted but unknown to Raz, a sly look took over her face. Closing her eyes and smiling once again, she gripped a lock of Raz's fine hair and tugged harshly. The fire dragon let out an angered shout and quickly leaped out of his chair ans turned his irritation on the giggling girl wielding the brush.

"Well, well. Don't you look very nice, Lady Raziel?"

Kaly's child-like giggling increased as Raz rounded on the source of the smart comment. Medea leaned on the wooden door and gave Raz a playful wink with her cerulean eyes. Flipping her hair over her shoulder, Medea seemed to jump off the object as she studied her friends appearance. The aqua dragon had to bite her lip as she took in his feminine appearance.

The lacy white dress was a bit big on Raz's lanky body but the girls had decided that was best; unlike women, men weren't made to be curvy. 'At least,' Medea thought, smirking to herself, 'most men anyway.' Medea let out an interested 'oh' when she scanned his face. "I see that you let Kaly give you some blush. Nice. It makes you look more human." Kaly's giggles and Raz's twitching eyebrow made her correct herself. "Oh you know what I mean."

"I can't believe I'm doing this..." Raz muttered as he plopped himself back in the chair and buried his face in his hands in dramatic misery. "And for what? Just so we can gather information on Weigran?"

"Oh Raz," Medea chided as Kaly returned to her brushing and humming. "You're such a downer. Why can't you be more like Driel? He's actually enjoying this."

"You're not serious?" Raz asked, utter disbelief gracing his features when he lifted his head from his hands.

"It's not so bad!" A forced girlish voice shouted, making Raz groan in embarrassment. Driel stepped through the door and tipped his large hat in his brother's direction. "I look rather fetching don't I?" Driel shouted as he twirled in his long blue dress, a hand planted on his hat to keep it from flying away. "Call me Miss Driellan," he mused, flipping a piece of imaginary hair.

"Nice Madam," Medea chuckled as she pretended to curtsy to the cross dressed dragon. "Ready to go?"

"Sure," Driel laughed, tipping his hat in his brother's direction. "Get used to it. We'll need to be convincing for Lord Pristin. Good luck!"

Raz felt as if he wanted to retch from what he was seeing. His older twin, comfortable cross dressing and acting like the opposite gender. 'Is this what our family has been reduced to?' A tug on his head reminded him of the presence behind him that had been silent for a long while. Relaxing, Raz spoke, his voice free of any previous irritation. "You stopped humming."

"It got on your nerves," Kaly murmured as she gently ran the brush through his hair in long, slow movements.

"Liar. Acting like a woman gets on my nerves. Not your silly humming. It's..." Raz paused, biting his lip, thinking about what to say. "Rather nice."

Kaly let out a small giggle as she slid the brush through his hair, matching the strokes of the brush to the beats of her humming.