My boyfriend's in the band

Alfred took the cup, curling his fingers around it to warm his hands. "Um... c-can we plan what I'm going to look like? I don't really want people to know I'm a guy..."

Arthur tried to hide a grin behind his cup. "Well...we can try but your pretty tall, and muscular. It might be difficult to hide your gender."

Alfred whined softly, cursing his build for the first time. "W-We can try, right?"

"Of course." He tried to give his boyfriend an assuring smile. "I'm going to call Felix. He might help."

"Who's that?" Alfred blushed, nervous about having someone else know about this but at least Arthur was willing to do this here.

"He's a good friend of mine and pretty much the most amazing drag queen world has ever seen."

"Oh." Well, then maybe this person really could help Alfred look like a girl. As much as he possibly could look like a girl, despite his appearance.

"Don't get scared when you meet him. He's a bit...strange." Arthur told him. "I'm sure he'll love to dress you up."

Alfred laughed nervously, not at the thought of meeting Arthur's friend but at being treated like a dress-up doll. Sighing, he finished his coffee and went upstairs to get dressed.

Arthur in the meantime called Felix and discussed the issue with him. By the time Alfred finished dressing himself the other teen was already on his way there. "Felix said he's bringing some clothes for you and make up."

Alfred forced a smile, internally cringing at the thought of wearing makeup, but he did want to look as much like a girl as possible... "O-Okay."

"Don't worry hun. I'm sure you'll look great." Arthur grinned. About twenty minutes later Felix arrived at the house.
"Hello darling. I so totally missed you." The blond teen laughed and hugged Arthur happily.
"Is that your boyfriend? He's really cute."

Nodding, still a bit unsure, Alfred waited with Arthur for his friend to arrive. When the other teen got there, his eyes widened. Felix really looked like a girl... A blush crept onto his face at being called cute and he smiled a little at the teen.

Arthur chuckled and answered him. "He is. Jealous?" He asked.
"No way. I already have Toris and you know that." Felix beamed and patted Alfreds shoulder. "So you're a football player aren't you? Pretty tough turning you into a girl."

Alfred blushed brightly and looked down at his feet. "It was Arthur's idea..." Though with Arthur's monstrous eyebrows and crass attitude, he doubted his boyfriend would make a better girl.

"Well I guessed so. Arthur's the type for things like this. You should be more carefull around him." Felix said while happily aranging his make up.
"Hey, stop badmouthing me when I'm still around." Arthur protested.

Alfred started to laugh, his nervousness fading slightly. Felix was a pretty cool guy if he could get away with teasing Arthur like that. "I promise to be careful."

"Good. And now let's do something about your clothes. I think a dress will yuit you better then a skirt. Sorry Arthur, but with his legs there's no way he could wear Jenny's skirt."

Alfred blushed brightly and looked down at his legs. It would be pretty hard to pretend that they were girl legs...

Arthur nodded in agreement. "Guess you're right. So a dress would be better yes?"
"Definetely. And a wig. He definetely needs a wig." Felix added. "Don't worry Alfred. This will be so much fun."

Alfred laughed nervously, trying to see what would be so fun about sticking him in a dress but he figured he would just have to go along with this. "Yeah... fun..."

The next two hours were spent discussing Alfreds clothes, hairstyle and make up. Felix had a pretty clear image of his fashion victim so he accepted no objections.
"Ok, go and change into that dress and don't forget the shoes. I'll prepare the wig in the meantime." Felix said.

Alfred stared at the dress he had been given, frowning. It was pink. Really? Sighing, he went into the bathroom to change, hoping that the dress would be hideous on him and they could forget this nonsense.

Arthur on the other hand was quite content with Felix' choice. The dress was a light shade of pink with a red and white pattern printed on it. Lenghtwise it cover just enough of Alfreds legs to make them appear slender and girly. Or at least he hoped to. But even if not, there were enough girls out there that had worse legs then his boyfriend.
Anyway, Arthur didn't have much time to think about the dress now. He was busy because Felix liked to order him around. They needed to prepare the wig after all. It was a pretty nice one the green eyed teen thought. Felix had picked long, straigh blind hair that were surprisingly similar to Alfreds realy hair colour. It would look more natural that way. The only thing they hadn't decided yet was wether or not the hair should be hold back by a ribbon or something of that sort or not.

Sitting down on Arthur's bed with a sigh, Alfred stared down at himself as he let the other two fuss over his wig. Really, a wig? Though his hair was a bit too short to make a convincing girl. "Guys? What about my legs? They're kinda... you know... hairy."

Oh god, he hoped that they would leave his leg hair alone. He wasn't a swimmer so there was no easy way to lie about his lack of hair if someone saw at school.