Emily Plays Dotty
A “How I Spent My Summer Vacation: I Became a Girl” Gaiden
By
Rebecca Coleman

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The Final Act

I blushed a little as I peered toward the gathered crowd. A few of the older teens in the crowd raised their phones a few seconds later I saw the flash of a camera. A few more cameras started to flash as more pictures were taken. I'm not going to lie, I was enjoying the attention. Then out of the corner of my eye I noticed the first teenage boy drawing near me. I felt my legs starting to tremble as I noticed how white his teeth were. That is an odd thing to notice about somebody I know. But I mean that, his teeth were perfectly straight and perfectly pearly white. He had the smile of a boy-band idol. 

“Sorry about this.” He said, smiling a little as he raised the bucket up. “If it means anything I think you're really brave for doing this.” He added as he slowly tipped the bucket over my head. A few moments later I felt a massive landslide pouring out of the bucket. A few beats of the heart later, I felt the chili landing on the top of my head. It felt thick and smelled kind of like canned corned beef. And felt grainy and heavy.

“YUCK!” I said blushing as I wiggled my head around. 

“That bucket number one! Three more remain.” Priscilla said with a broad smile. “Next volunteer please.” She said, smiling gleefully. 

The next volunteer stepped forward and blushed a little. He had kind of an 'All-American' charm about him. The way he moved across the ground suggested that he had all the time in the world and that the world was waiting on him. Instead of saying anything he smiled and just turned the bucket upside down over my head. Spilling brownish sauce all over me.  After he was done, he tossed the bucket to the left of the pool, flipped his longish red hair and smiled.

“Wow.” He said. “I'm kind of hot covered in all that mess.” He said with a sadist grin as he started to stride away. Again he moved in a manner of a man who had all the world at his command and one who could command the world to wait upon him. I guess he thought he could even boss around old Father Time himself.

“And there goes bucket number two!” Priscilla said, smirking a little. “Remember folks each bucket is worth a grand total of five hundred dollars! So.. yes..” Her eyes shifted away.  And for a moment I swore she muttered something under her breath.

The next volunteer was slender as a willow branch and had longish blond hair and clearest blue eyes I've ever seen on a boy. All of the boys, he was the most muscular. I mean I could count his abs through the paper thin fabric of his shirt. 

“Wow.” He said, smiling a little, “You're a total mess.” He added as he smiled down at me. “But I think it's cool that you're doing all this to help out like puppies and stuff. Shows you have a big heart. And I think that's cool.” 

I felt my cheeks start to blush. I'm sure you could even see their glow from under all the gunk that had been poured over me. He had called me 'Cool' and that made me feel all shy and small. I could not help falling into a fit of giggles. Soon he started to giggle too as he picked up the bucket and slowly he started to pour the chili out all over me.

I'm going to be real with you guys. I was too flustered to really pay much attention to what was getting poured over me. I was floating on cotton-candy clouds. Watching sparkling pink unicorns fly by me, while pastel colored clouds rained down a rainbow of hard shell chocolate caddies down my head. 

“Bucket number three and here the last bucket.”

I was still starry eyed when the last boy started to approach the side of the pool. I then felt myself starting to blush super, super hard. The last boy was not some off the cover boy-band idol. Well he was, but I never saw him that way. I'd always seen him as the kind of goofy boy that gets on my nerves. Who always somehow managed to piss me off. Who had carried me on his back from a dirt track behind his house to my house, eased me down upon the sofa in the living room and tended to me and waited on me hand and foot and had treated me like a princess.. when I nearly ran him over with my bike. I'd taken a sharp turn and crashed my bike into a nearby tree. I had bruised my ankle in the process.

“Andrew?!” I shouted.

The boy blushed.

“What are you doing here?!” I said blushing again.

“I wanted to volunteer to play Dotty.” He said blushing a little. “But Priscilla said she was only looking for a girl to volunteer. My little sister loves the show and she's been going through a lot. So I thought her seeing her big brother playing Dotty would cheer her up.” He blushed.

At that moment I noticed a white woman wearing a white doctors coat shifting her gaze from away toward me toward Priscilla. She sighed and shook her head and slowly she stepped out of the crowd a few seconds later I saw her leading Priscilla away. Well she guided her behind one of the tents.

“You could always volunteer next time. Gotta warn you, it's a bit of a messy business.” I said blushing a little. “I mean look at me, I'm covered from head to toe.” I said, trying to lighten the mood.

Andrew just rolled his shoulders and smiled a little. And with that he picked up the bucket and gently tipped it over my head. A beat of the heart later. I was once more getting coated with chili that smelled like mush from a can. 

“You look adorable.” He said smiling as he then leaned in and planted a kiss on my cheeks. I blushed and a moment later I felt my blood starting to boil as my ears turned ruby red. I smiled, stood up, tossed my arms around him and pulled him into a hug. Sure he got messy, I mean I was coated in chili. And some of that chili got on him. But in the end he returned the hug. And that is I think the best possible way for this strange adventure to end. With me getting gunged by the boy I love, and getting to share a kiss and hug with him. Plus, I kind of see it like this, by doing it out in public, I was putting my claim on him. 

Anyway to end this story I'm going to take a cue from my boy William Shakespeare who said it way better than I could ever hope to. “All's well that ends well, still the fines the crown; Whate'er the course, the end is renown. Steals ere we can affect them.” In short the dude was trying to say “All's well that ends well.” 

The End.

A special thank you for my friend Malady from the Big Closet Discord. My Senpais Joanne Barbarella and Emma Anne Tate. And Courtney of Courtney Clean Caps. Who first directed me here. And for my old master, now departed this life in faith over fear, Kasuto. May the three Golden Goddess Din, the Goddess of Power, Nayru, the Goddess of Wisdom, and Farore, the Goddess of Courage guide you into the Golden Land.