This choice: Frilly pink dress, white knee-socks and black shoes. • Go Back...Chapter #5Training actually begins by: Meh   "I suppose I should just embrace this whole "cute little girl" thing, huh?" Jack said picking out a frilly pink dress.
"You wanna wear that? Are you sure you're not enjoying this?" Dan asked becoming slightly suspicious.
"Listen buddy, the last thing I wanted was to be a kid for the rest of my natural life, but if I can save a few hundred lives by putting away the Romano family, I'll be a very happy little girl. Now would you kindly hand me those Care Bear panties?" Said Jack.
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"What?" Jack (now fully clothed) asked is partner who he had caught glancing at him as the two of them made their way to the room Jack would be meeting his "Behaviour trainer".
"Nothing, nothing. It's just... Jack Meyers, badass supercop whom I once saw shoot a man in the eye from across the room is wearing a dress and ballet shoes." Dan said chuckling to himself as he opened the door to the training room.
"Okay, first off ballet shoes have flat soles, these are just... Shoes. Secondly I'm at prime dickpunching height from here so watch your fucking mouth." Jack said suddenly noticing the woman glaring at him.
"Hmm, such language from a child, I see we have much work to do." She said. The woman was blonde and looked to be in her forties, she kept her hair in a tight bun.
"Sorry, sorry. I didn't know we started yet." Jack said as he very carefully lifted himself onto a nearby chair and sat down. "Umm, I'm officer Jack Meyers. You are?"
The woman turned to Dan before speaking. "You may leave now, come back in five hours to collect her."
"Um... Sure, see you then, Jack." Dan waved awkwardly before quickly leaving the room.
"Okay, so where were we? Oh yeah! I'm Jack Meyers, what's your name?"
"Incorrect!"
"That's a funny name, is it French?"
"My name is Amanda Humphrey, I'm an expert on child psychology. Your name is Faith Romano, youngest daughter of Roberto and Cynthia Romano. Do you have any sisters?"
"Umm, no?"
"Incorrect. You have an older sister, 16 years old."
"I remember now. Her name is Carrie!" Jack felt the sudden sharp pain of a cane across his legs. "Ow, goddamn it!" He screamed out in pain before being smacked again. "What's your fucking prob- OW!" Jack was in tears from the pain. "Please... Stop..." He said weakly, he could believe he had been reduced to this.
"Her name is Courtney. From now on whenever you get an answer wrong, misspeak, misstep or do anything that Faith Romano wouldn't do, you'll be met with negative reinforcement. Is that understood, Miss Romano?" Said Amanda. | Members who added to this interactive story also contributed to these: |
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