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Sashannarcy Week 2022 Day 7: Pride

Whelp, here we are at the final entry for this year. I may do this again next year idk.

This entry ended up way shorter than i would have liked, but considering my real life isn’t doing too hot and i usually write to let off stress i’m proud to have gotten this done at least. Anyway, as someone who lives in a rural state and has never seen how the big cities do there Pride parades, and has only heard about it from internet friends, i decided to keep this entry to what i do know:

Gathering together before a pride event and hanging out and catching up before moving on to the main event.

In this story... It’s pride. Anne, Sasha, and Marcy get ready for pride. That’s it. We’ve got Trans Anne, Bi Sasha, Lesbian Marcy, She/They Lesbian Terri and their wife Jan. Bi Jess and Pan Ally. Supportive parents Oum and Bee. And they meet up before a pride parade.

That’s really it.

Thank you all for keeping up with my entries for this, Even if Tumblr wiped Day 4 and Day 5 off of tags but you can find those elsewhere. Although if they wipe this then Staff is homophobic.

Thank you to @phrogfrommars for hosting this week. It was a pleasure and an honor to participate and I enjoyed writing every entry.

Words: 1.9k Like I said, it’s short.

“Cmon Anne, just hold still a little longer.”

It was almost midday at the Boonchuy-Waybright-Wu household and things were currently in a rush of activity. Marcy had rushed into their bedroom to gather various things she thought she would need to bring for the parade, meanwhile Anne and Sasha finished touching up.

They would need to be ready for the Pride Parade.

They’d gone to many others before, of course they had! Ever since they were ten they'd go together to Pride and they hadn’t stopped since. It’d been touch and go every now and again: Keeping Marcy’s parents from finding out, Marcy moving away, getting lost in Amphibia, high school. But they still went no matter what.

They’d gone when they were friends, they’d gone when they were girlfriends.

And now would be the first time they would go when they were married.

Sasha currently sat on the floor, a paintbrush in her hands as she carefully dragged it across Anne’s cheeks. Blue, pink, and white decorated her cheeks in little flags and Sasha had to finish it up before Anne put the glitter on it. A massive, hand-stitched trans flag was wrapped around her shoulders and she would be forever proud of Marcy for making it for her.

Sasha had forgone decorating her cheeks but had learned enough about stitching and leather work to stitch a giant Bisexual flag to the back of her leather jacket. The front of her jacket was absolutely covered in pins and buttons. Usually the pins would be of bands, anime, and various puns but now her jacket was covered with nothing but Pronoun pins. Other than the jacket she had dressed like she usually did in a long skirt and simple blouse.

“Sash, come on!” Anne whined, her hands tapping rhythmically on the floor. She loved her wives dearly, but she also liked going to Pride and also telling the world at large that she had married these two wonderful women. She was very impatiently waiting for the chance to do both.

“Just a sec… and done!” Sasha said happily as she leaned back and looked at her wife carefully, at first looking to see if she’d screwed up the paint but then just… looking at her.

Frog, she loved Anne so much.

“How do I look? Come on, tell me!” Anne said eagerly.

“Beautiful as always.” Sasha said with a smirk. She laughed as Anne blushed, she loved doing that.

“Don’t start flirting without me!” Marcy said as she charged down the stairs two at a time, tripping and almost falling had Anne not gotten up to catch her in her arms. Marcy blushed and laughed from Anne’s arms.

“You look gorgeous as always Anne!” She said happily as she got to her feet. A massive flag rested on her shoulders, the familiar oranges and deep pinks happily woven on the homemade flag.

“Still impressed by your stuff Mar-mar.” Anne said with a whistle as she saw the careful stitching on the flag. It was very well made. Years of making her own fan merchandise, and then merchandise of her own stuff, made her amazing at making pride stuff to hand out during the parades.

Usually she would also make her own pronoun pins to give out but this year Sasha had taken over that department, wanting to help Marcy in this regard.

“Thanks Sashy, always great to hear.” Marcy answered distractedly as she looked over her phone, hyer brow furrowed in concentration as she wondered how long it would take to get to the meeting place and whether it would be more time efficient to go down a different route than usual.

A beautifully manicured hand took hold of the phone and lowered it, and Marcy looked up into Sasha’s comforting eyes. “Marbles, don’t sweat the details. Everything will be okay.”

Marcy yelped as Anne grabbed her from behind in a hug. The Thai woman held her tight as she rested her head on Marcy’s shoulder with a smile. “Yeah Mar-mar, it’ll be fine.”

Marcy sighed and pocketed her phone. She then grabbed Sasha and pulled her into a hug, the three wives now hugging one another. They stood there for a moment, just enjoying holding each other before the clock on the wall began to chime and they realized they sort of needed to go now.

**********

The red convertible flew down the streets of LA.

Marcy was holding her lesbian flag between her legs so it flew proudly in the air while they drove and used her free hand, the one that wasn’t currently holding Anne’s, was off the side of said car and was just waving in the air like a sail. Her head lay on the back of the seat as she rested, waiting for them to arrive.

Anne meanwhile was vibrating with excitement. Even after all these years she couldn’t stop being excited for pride like a kid on Christmas. Ever since she came out to her parents as a girl she’d always been giddy about June.

“C’mon Sash, hurry hurry hurry!” She cheered as Sasha drove them towards where they were meeting with the others.

“Hold your horses Anne, we’ll be there in a second.” Sasha said as she kept driving.

The streets changed slowly to Anne as it felt like they were moving at a snail’s pace until finally, finally, they arrived at the meeting place. Currently only four people were standing around talking so two more would arrive before they were ready to go.

But right now two of those people were just who Anne wanted to see.

Anne leapt out of the car and rushed over to the elderly Thai couple who turned to her with happy smiles and open arms.

“Mom! Dad! You came!” She cheered as she caught them up in a giant hug.

“Of course we did, we’ll never pass up an opportunity to spend time with our daughter.” Oum Boonchuy said to her daughter. The Thai woman had aged gracefully, her hair dyed brown to stay the same color as her daughters. The only signs she had aged at all were the gray roots that were showing and the deeper lines on her face. She was wearing a shirt decorated in the Trans flag with the words ‘Trans Women Are Women’ written in cursive along the white middle.

Bee had streaks of silver through his hair, with more lines on his face than his wife. He was wearing a tie-dyed rainbow shirt with the same ‘Trans Women Are Women’ written on it as his wife. He grabbed his daughter in a giant hug and tried to lift her, quickly giving up with a groan as Anne giggled happily. “You’re old man is happy to see you Anne. Always happy to go to these with you. Does Marcy have any of those pins?”

“No, but Sasha does.” She said as she pointed to Sasha, who was currently bringing out a bag filled with pins. Currently the others were surrounding her and grabbing the appropriate pins.

“These are Great Sasha! You made these?” A blue haired woman said as they pinned a ‘She/They’ pin on their shirt. She was taller than last time Sasha had seen them, their hair had grown past their back and she had ditched the lab coat and uniform for a pair of comfortable jeans and a ‘Down With Cis’ shirt underneath a Trans-flag hoodie jacket. Marcy was still laughing herself silly about the shirt.

“Yep. Pretty proud of it actually.” Sasha said as she noticed the golden band with a sparkling gem on Terri’s hand. “So you and Jan…?”

“Getting married in November, yeah!” Dr. Jan said as she kissed Terri on their cheek and picked up a ‘She/her’ pin. Her wife blushed and gave them a shove, laughing. Jan was wearing her work uniform because even the government wouldn’t be able to take her comfortable khakis from her. Though she had exchanged her UFO earrings for a lesbian flag earring in her left ear and a general pride flag in the other. Despite this, both earrings were still shaped like UFO’s.

Sasha was only slightly jealous. Really, she wasn’t kicking herself for not thinking of something like that to wear.

“Here are the invites, by the way.” Terri said as they handed out the fancy looking invites to Sasha and Marcy. “Make sure to give one to Anne for me since she’ll probably be talking to her parents for awhile.”

“Probably not, they’ll be bringing up grandchildren soon and I guarantee you she’ll come running over here in embarrassment.” Jan said happily as Marcy and Sasha started blushing up storms. Grandchildren!?

“She talked with us about it on the way over.” Terri said as way of explanation to the two blushing girls.

“I mean, we might have talked about adopting once or twice. But not for awhile!” Marcy said panicked as her mind ran a mile a minute. Her face was burning bright red and Sasha wasn’t much better.

“Oh, so you have been talking about it?” Terri teased the two.

Before any of them could respond, an older van pulled up and two women hopped out and rushed over.

“Oh good, we didn’t miss the meet up.” Ally said happily as she rushed to grab a pin for her and her wife. Her hair was cut into an undercut with hot pink tips all around it and little pansexual flags were painted on her cheeks similar to Anne and her trans ones. She had exchanged her dark blue jumpsuit for a light blue one that was open at the front to reveal it was worn over a bright yellow shirt and bright pink arm sleeves.

Jess happily pinned her ‘She/Her’ pin to her Bisexual flag shirt. Her hair, now longer than last time Sasha and Marcy had seen her, was braided into a single bun atop her head. Her Bisexual Flag shirt was the same as always, with simple jeans. She’d gotten rid of her sweatshirt and exchanged it for a pride flag worn around her shoulders much like how Anne was wearing hers.

Speaking of Anne, she was now rushing over to the group with a madly blushing face while her parents chuckled behind her and walked over at a slower pace. Anne looked at the others, from Jan and Terri’s smirks to Sasha and Marcy’s blushes, and covered her face with her hands.

Once they were caught up with what was going on, Ally and Jess joined in on teasing the two girls only for the tables to be turned when Marcy, blushing madly, loudly asked them when they would be getting a kid.

Ally and Jess, blushing as madly as the three girls, tried to change the subject.

“Oh, the parade should be starting soon! We should get going.” Jess said loudly as everyone nodded and smiled, agreeing to drop it for now. They gathered together to get ready to move. Today was going to be fun.

As they walked together to meet up with the majority of the parade, Anne, Sasha, and Marcy all smiled at one another as they held hands and walked together.

They didn’t know what tomorrow would bring, if it would be a better day or a worse one. They didn’t know anything but that they loved one another more than anything else.

They were, by universal prophecy, literal soulmates.

They had faced down tyrants, herons, monsters, robots, and The Core. And they’d come out of it stronger, and more in love than ever.

They had chosen each other. And they would always choose each other.

The three soulmates walked on, surrounded by friends and family and were certain that no matter what happened tomorrow, today would be wonderful.