Hi-de-ho I am just here to say that this starts off with Pidge remembering his past so expect there to be an awkward puberty moment. Also the picture below has relevance to the story.

★★★★★★★★★★★★★★★★★★★

When Pidge was younger, he always felt out of place with the other girls in his classes. He never felt the same way as the other girls when it came to certain things, sure Pidge had no issues with wearing dresses, but they never seemed right on him. When he put it on it felt off almost as if he was someone entirely different wearing it and it sent shivers down his spine.

Elementary went on like that without escalating beyond the common bullying from the other girls for Pidge enjoying boy activities like playing in the dirt or even catching bugs and getting all muddy. The real abuse came when Pidge entered middle school and learned how much puberty could change someone so drastically.

It started about midway through sixth grade when he began to experience what it truly meant to be a girl. Everything leading up to that point had been nothing but little complications that made him feel strange about his body, but the moment his abdomen began to cramp up and he was nearly bent over the dirty school toilets throwing up he realized that the body he was born with was his issue, not the things he wore or even the things he played with. During this time he was some girl named Katie who had no idea how to deal with the concept of coming of age.

Katie was coughing up stomach bile in the bathroom with her best friend holding back her long sandy-brown hair as she gagged and clamped her hand over her abdomen. "Maybe we should go to the Nurse's office, Kate," Acxa stated with a sympathetic look as she slowly began to pin up her friend's hair gently.

Acxa was what most in their grade would call an emo kid. She always kept her hair a dark purple and would wear thick eyeliner that somehow worked really well with her face shape. She always wore her favorite Fall Out Boy sweatshirt from their website and sported ripped jeans that had their holes sealed up with safety pins so that she wouldn't violate the dress code and she wore big, clunky looking boots that gave her an extra few inches in height.

Katie shook her head as she wiped her mouth clean with a piece of toilet paper and tossed it into the murky water below her face. "N-No..." She mumbled hoarsely as she leaned back into her best friend and tried to take a deep breath.

Everything was killing her, her head and even her abdomen. She would have thought that her appendix was about to rupture if she hadn't pressed down on it to check it. When she felt no pain coming from it as she slowly took the pressure off of it she was left dumbfounded with a killer migraine and crippling cramps that made her want to puke everything she had ever eaten since birth to the horrible chicken patty she had for lunch a few minutes earlier.

Acxa furrowed her brows and pinched her lips together tightly as she fell deep into thought for a moment. Then, in one swift motion she helped the much shorter Katie to her feet and began to straighten out her clothing starting with the wrinkled up green sweatshirt her father gave her a month ago she wore religiously.

He gave it to her as a gift before he left for Iraq, that and a few dozen letters about all the stupid things he and his squad mates did on base while they weren't being put on patrol duty along with some pictures he drew were some other gifts he gave her. She treasured each and every one of those letters, especially the one where her father put a camel spider under his pal's helmet who had an irrational fear of spiders. Apparently, the guy ran around the base with the spider chasing after him screaming at the top of his lungs which gave everyone the best laugh they ever had while on deployment.

"Kate, it's probably that time for you," Acxa stated sympathetically as she fixed Katie's ponytail and cupped her cheeks in her palms with a gentle expression on her face. "The first time is always the worst."

Katie frowned in confusion then shook her head slowly, "What do you mean by 'that time'?" She inquired as she was led over to the sinks by her friend, hand in hand.

Acxa sighed in sympathy as she watched Katie wash her face with the yellowish water pouring from the faucet at a steady rate. She crossed her arms over her chest and blew a piece of her purple hair away from her face only for it to rest right above her left green eye once more. "Did you even listen to sex-ed in fifth grade?" She asked with a tone of annoyance before she gave a tiny smile and placed her palm on the top of Katie's head, "You're getting your period Kate, mother nature is beckoning you."

Katie felt a wave of nausea sweep over her body and her hands began shaking under the water faucet. She never felt so disgusted in herself before this moment. Why was she having this? It was embarrassing and just completely revolting! She wanted to stumble back into that stall and lock herself away so her friend wouldn't look at her with that face, that sympathetic face that told Katie that she knew exactly what the short little sixth grader was going through but in actuality, she didn't.

No one did, not even her family. No one would even understand her if she told them. They would shun her and peg her as a freak of nature if they found out that she was embarrassed and so disgusted to be female. She didn't want the things that came with being a girl, especially not Satan's curse for Christ's sake. She wanted to trade everything she despised about herself with a completely different body part and hope that she would feel better being that gender.

"Oh god," Katie groaned as she placed her hand over her stomach and nearly began crying from the embarrassment of Acxa knowing what was going on with her body. "How do I make it go away so people won't know?" She asked as she looked up at her friend with wide brown eyes full of desperation.

Acxa looked at her friend in bewilderment for a moment unsure of what to do with Katie. Then she looked down at their school bags they dropped on the floor as they rushed in to get Katie into a stall before she upchucked a woodchuck in the middle of the hallway in front of the other students.

She kneeled down and fished around inside of the bag with a look of pure concentration on her face as she pushed all of her makeup bags and notes around in the front pocket. "You can't get rid of it with the snap of your finger, you uh- you have to wait it out," She said quietly before pulling out some weird looking thing all wrapped up in a pink wrapper. "Here, for the meantime."

She shook it in the air, holding it normally without any awkwardness showing in her face or posture. "What... is that?" Katie asked as she picked it up by the corner with the tips of her fingers. She looked totally weirded out by the strange thing.

Acxa slumped her shoulders slightly as she stared at her friend with a dumbfounded expression, "Really? Don't you have a mom or something? Surely you've seen a pad before, Kate."

Katie's face slowly turned bright pink and her cheeks started burning red hot in a mixture of embarrassment and shyness as she immediately stuck it into her pocket to hide it from her friend who had just given it to her. "O-Of course I've seen o-one I mean I'm n-not stupid!" She stuttered awkwardly and began to pull at her fingers in anxiety.

Acxa looked at Katie with a soft gaze before she glanced over at the bathroom stall. "I'll wait outside for you to put it on, I know your first time is always awkward so don't worry about it."

With that, she leaned over and scooped her bag up before she tapped Katie's cheek gently and left the bathroom leaving Katie all alone with a bright red face and her hands in her pockets.

What the hell was she supposed to do now? She was changing and there was nothing in her power she could do regretfully. She wanted to be able to punch her gut and stop her body from creating such a revolting thing inside of her. She took in a shaky breath and pulled her trembling hands from her pocket as she looked over at her reflection.

She was a girl on the outside with long, sandy-brown hair that reached her waist and big, brown doe looking eyes that made her look innocent. Her body wasn't very feminine though unlike the other girls in her school, including Acxa. Her chest was the first cousin of an ironing board and her hips and rear weren't much better. She just looked like a very, very small string bean. However, one the inside she was something completely different; she didn't belong to this body and she knew that for a fact. She couldn't handle this physical and emotional torment she endured each and every day any longer if she felt this emotionally confused about her body and mind.

Society would tell her that she was born into the right body since her physical characteristics matched with that of her chromosomes, but even so she didn't feel like she completely belonged in this sack of meat that came with so much maintenance. Society would also tell her exactly how she should act and behave like as a girl; you have to dress to impress men, you'd have to plaster make-up all over your face like frosting on a cake, you would need to nearly starve yourself for that picture perfect slim body that was borderline anorexic. Society told her to do so much and she could never seem to love her body or promote body positivity no matter what she tried. She just never felt right in this weird meat sack.

As middle school came and went along with Acxa since she moved away to New York to be with her father after her parents had a nasty divorce, Katie found herself struggling more and more with trying to keep her little façade going on for her family. She was left shattered into a million of broken pieces when news came to her doorstep in an army uniform and a folded flag. She had been ready to tell her family about her problems, but as she held her grieving mother's hand on a sunny day during Samuel Holt's funeral she couldn't bring herself to even mumble a word.

To her mother, she was the little girl who had been a miracle given to the Holt family from the hands of God himself.

To her brother Matt, she was the little sibling he could gossip to about his lame crushes on the cheerleaders at school and she was the younger sister he could protect from the cruel world and even teach her about space.

To her father Samuel, she was the little girl he loved so dearly. She was the person he would always check in on the most to make sure she felt well. She was his little girl.

How could she take all of those things away from her family so selfishly? Her mother had just lost her husband, she didn't deserve to lose her only daughter.

Then, high school came and a year passed after Samuel's death leaving Katie the perfect time to confide in her brother Matt for help. She told him everything, from the whole part of crying her eyes out every month when she was reminded of the body she was trapped inside of forever and how she felt as if she were lost in an never-ending maze of her own self-doubts and fears and even her own insecurities.

Matt held her in his arms as she bawled her eyes out asking him who she was. He told their mother and the very next day they found that she had gender dysphoria. Her whole life changed so quickly.

She wasted away slowly on the inside as she was ignored by her peers at school for being a freak of nature and found herself becoming more and more of a social recluse. Her mother showed her the support group's flyer and managed to convince her to go with the help of Matt on the phone and that was how she ended up here.

She was now Pidge Holt, the boy hugging Keith Kogane as he cried his eyes out thanking him for listening to his words and for the things Keith told him.

Keith had released him from the final thing that shackled him to the wrist of Katie Holt who he stared at every morning as he brushed his teeth in front of the mirror. That girl was forever gone now and all of her regrets went along with her.

Pidge had to give something back to Keith for his generosity and he knew exactly what it was; he would find Keith's biological father and reunite them so that Keith too could move on from the thing that held him back from ever moving forward with his life.

Matt busted into the room in an overexcited entry as he announced the newcomers to the pretty damn lame party. "Welcome, Mr. and Mrs. Shrogane!" He shimmied out of the way before he held his hands out to point to a very embarrassed Shiro and Allura who were holding hands, however, now Allura had short, white hair and Shiro had his bangs dyed white as well. "Oh, and Hunk is behind them but he's hiding because he didn't want to be introduced," Matt sighed.

Keith tossed his blanket over Pidge's head in order to hide the fact that he had ever been crying from their friends in the doorway. "Holy shit, what the fuck is wrong with your hair!" Keith shouted at the couple lurking awkwardly in the doorway as Hunk tried to squeeze by with all the groceries in tow.

"They decided to match like a cute couple that makes me want to barf in my mouth," Matt gagged as he helped Hunk set up the food and drinks.

Hunk's cheeks turned a light shade of pink as he hovered over the hot Cheetos, "I would do it with Shay if she wanted to," He mumbled.

Pidge finally managed to calm himself down and slid the blanket off his head to look at his friends. Then, an idea struck him, "Hey, why don't we all dye a piece of our hair white?"

"And be what, the losers club?" Keith snorted as he waved Hunk over for some hot Cheetos.

Matt smiled slightly as he poured himself some coke, "How about the meme team?" He offered.

Pidge stared at his brother in disappointment, "Bro, no."

Matt rolled his eyes and handed Pidge a cup of soda without even needing to be asked. "How about we call ourselves the Beautiful Disasters?" Shiro piped up as he and Allura finally shuffled inside still holding hands like a lame couple.

The room was silent except for the quiet noises of Keith munching on Cheetos as the teens all thought about it for a long moment. Then Allura nodded curtly and smiled at them all, "We'll be the Beautiful Disasters."

"What about that really tall, skinny gay kid that had the hippo for Keith?" Matt asked as he gave everyone else a drink.

Keith rolled his eyes and tossed a Cheeto into Pidge's mouth, "He probably can't join our secret society as long as Nyma is breathing down his neck like the parasite she is."

"Oh jealousy, thy name is Keith," Allura teased as she guided Shiro to the group and stole one of Keith's chips with a smug grin on her face.

Keith's eyes lit up in anger and his face turned bright red as he nearly tackled her, "Stop that you hag!" He shouted angrily as Shiro held him back with a very despondent look to his face.

Pidge found himself quietly smiling as Matt slung his arm around his neck and brought him in close for a half-hug. He had come so far since middle school and it was all thanks to these beautiful disasters either screaming in anger or singing a song about cooking.

Too bad Lance wasn't here.

"I was thinking of just dying my whole head white," Matt stated as he swirled his coke in the plastic cup as if it were wine.

Pidge choked on his drink as he tried to not laugh obnoxiously loud, "The only two people here who could pull that off in here are Keith and Allura so unless you want to stay a virgin forever I suggest you stay brunette, big boy."

"Rude."

If any of you have gender dysphoria (preferably diagnosed by a physician rather than self diagnosis) could you please answer a few questions I have in DMs? I'd like to learn more about the disorder but for some reason Google doesn't have a lot on it besides the explanation of it. Please, only people who have the disorder since I don't want to have any inaccuracies in my story.

I really hope you liked these two chapters and I hope I addressed all the things you all wanted to have explained more

I've been having a really rough day today starting with being kicked out of guidance when I asked to drop a class (they're biased against non-AP students smfh), then I had to tutor some kid who COMPLETELY wasted my time because he thought he could walk all over me since I'm a girl and not do his work. Just saying, if I am your tutor in anything, I am not nice especially when you waste my time with smartass remarks and talking to your friends when I am trying to help you pass an important class like Algebra 2. Then I ended up dropping my school issued computer onto the ground and I nearly broke it, then I nearly had to walk home in 90°F weather when I live more than an hour away from my school.

Today just wasn't my day y'know, it was an off day but hopefully comic con will be better tomorrow of I think I will literally cry whilst holding my voltron merch.

Leave any concerns/questions/criticism/and any more suggestions of what you want to see more of in the future and the question chapter will be taken down as soon as this is put up :)

-Anri