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Baby Lesbians

Summary:

Charlie, Stevie, Jody and Donna want to make this the best lesbian Pride day the younger girls have ever had.

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Happy Pride Month

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As June rolled into full swing, Charlie Bradbury and Stevie were eagerly preparing for a special day within Pride Month: Lesbian Pride Day. They were determined to make this celebration unforgettable for the younger members of the Wayward Sisters who were still discovering and embracing their identities. Jody and Donna were equally enthusiastic, ready to support the baby lesbians—Claire, Kaia, Alex, Patience, Krissy, and Josephine—as they experienced their first Pride Parade.

The morning started with Charlie and Stevie making rounds, picking up each member of the group. Jody and Donna followed in another car, ensuring everyone had a ride to the festivities. The excitement was palpable as they arrived at the parade grounds, a sea of rainbow flags and joyous faces greeting them.

Charlie had come prepared, distributing t-shirts adorned with the lesbian pride flag colors, face paint, and various accessories. Stevie handed out small flags and beaded necklaces, making sure everyone was decked out in vibrant, celebratory gear.

As they gathered to get ready, Charlie couldn't help but chuckle. "Alright, baby lesbians, let's get you all set for your first Pride Parade!"

Claire snorted with laughter. "Baby lesbians, really?"

Charlie grinned. "Hey, it's a term of endearment. You're new to this, and we're here to guide you."

Kaia blushed slightly but smiled. "It's kinda cute."

Alex rolled her eyes good-naturedly but accepted a rainbow bracelet from Stevie. "Okay, okay. Baby lesbians it is."

Patience giggled as Donna painted stripes of orange, pink, and white on her cheeks. "I think it fits."

Krissy and Josephine, already deep in debate over which face paint design to choose, laughed and nodded in agreement.

The parade was a whirlwind of color, music, and joy. Floats rolled by, each more elaborate than the last, and the streets were filled with people celebrating their identities and communities. Charlie and Stevie led the group, dancing and waving their flags high, their enthusiasm infectious.

Jody and Donna kept a watchful but relaxed eye on everyone, their own faces painted with pride colors. They made sure to snap plenty of pictures, capturing the smiles and laughter of the day.

Claire, usually so tough, found herself tearing up at the sheer acceptance and love surrounding her. Kaia, sensing Claire’s emotions, took her hand, offering silent support. Alex and Patience cheered loudly as each new float passed by, their voices hoarse from shouting. Krissy and Josephine were in their element, joining in chants and dances with unrestrained glee.

At one point, they found a spot near the stage where a band was playing upbeat, empowering music. Charlie and Stevie pulled everyone into a dance circle, their laughter ringing out over the music. Even Jody and Donna joined in, their movements less coordinated but full of joy.

As the day wound down, they found a quieter spot in a nearby park to rest and reflect. The younger girls were tired but glowing with happiness, their first Pride Parade an overwhelming but amazing experience.

"This was incredible," Claire said, her usual bravado softened by genuine emotion.

"Yeah, it was," Kaia agreed, squeezing her hand.

"We should make this a tradition," Alex suggested, her eyes bright with excitement.

"Absolutely," Charlie said, her smile wide. "This is just the beginning."

Jody looked around at her chosen family, her heart full. "I'm so proud of all of you," she said, her voice thick with emotion. "You've come so far, and I can't wait to see where you go from here."

Donna nodded, her own eyes misty. "And we'll be with you every step of the way."

As the sun set, casting a golden glow over the park, the group sat together, feeling closer than ever. It had been a day of celebration, acceptance, and love—a day they would all remember fondly.

For Charlie and Stevie and even Jody and Donna too, seeing the baby lesbians embrace their identities and the spirit of Pride was the best part of all. Claire’s laughter at the nickname and the shared joy of the day was a reminder of why these moments mattered so much.