After about two hours of discussing the best way to get Becky's uncle quickly trained for the squad, mixed with several rounds of doubt and self recrimination over what they had done and what her uncle's reaction might be, Becky and Trish were startled by a sudden high pitched shriek.
"Uh oh, I thought I had until morning!" Becky hissed in a panic. Looking to Trish for moral support, all she got was a Doe in headlights look of fear. Frozen in a growing dread of facing the wrath of her uncle, Becky just sat with her right hand covering her mouth. She was in really big trouble, and she knew it.
"BECKY!!!!" James bellowed.
It took a moment for reality to cut through the girls subconscious expectations. They were expecting the bellowing wrath of an enraged bull, so it was several seconds of panic before it fully clicked that what they actually heard was a high pitched, slightly whiny young girl. Trish started first, but Becky found herself responding in kind as both girls went from frozen silence to manic giggling.
"Becky!" James shrieked.
This time Becky and Trish heard the shrill little voice as it actually was, rather than as expected. Instead of inspiring fear, it simply increased their laughter.
"I have got to see this", Trish said heading for the door of Becky's room.
"No! No!" Becky said, cutting Trish off before she could leave the room. "This is going to be difficult enough as it is. Uncle James would be mortified if someone else knew about this. You can't let him know. Look, while I'm talking with him, you sneak out. Come by tomorrow at nine. If all goes well, I'll introduce him, or rather her, to you tomorrow and we can start practice like we talked about."
"Oh come on, I really wanted to see the results of our handiwork." Trish complained.
"That won't be a problem. If uncle James is on the team as one of the girls, he'll be in the locker room and showering with us as well. You'll be seeing everything. Unfortunately, the reverse is true too. James will be seeing you, and the rest of us. I hadn't thought that through. That might be awkward."
"Oh that's right!" Trish said with a smirk and a gleam in her eye. "This will be fun!", Trish chuckled to herself. "Oh James, this will go so far beyond flirting, there isn't even a word for it. You're going to burst your pants ... oh wait ... you can't"
"Remember, nine tomorrow." Becky shooed Trish out as she went to respond to her uncle calling her name again. It was amazing, her uncle was getting even shriller, it was positively annoying, she wanted to slap him, or her, or whatever.
