Clara knocks on Sage's door and opens it slowly. Sage is currently working on her homework for college. "Heyyy Sage! How are you?" Clara says as she smiles at the dilligent mouse.

Sage jumps up and squeaks, spooked, and throws several icicles at the wall next to her door. She then looks and sees that it's Clara. "Oh...hey Clara. Sorry about the icicles. It's a reflex." she says with a sheepish grin.

Clara shrugs as the frozen needles zoom past her. "It's ok. Even after 9 years, no one can blame you after...well, you know." She says this with a careful look in her eyes.

Sage sighs and looks down. "Yeah...Mom told me that she told you. I wanted her to wait until I was ready." She rests her elbow on the desk and looks back at Clara.

Clara nods. "Well...he was a shitty dad." she says with a blank look. Sage rolls her purple eyes and turns her seat around, facing Clara.

"Do you want to know what really happened? Straight from the horse's mouth?" says the mouse with a frustrated look in her shiny, purple eyes. Clara nods. "Do you feel ready to tell?" she asks.

Sage nods, then gets off of her seat and sits on her bed. She pats the bed next to her, signalling Clara to sit by her.

"Every day I struggle to remember my childhood." Sage begins. "My dad is the CEO of an old pharmaceutical corporation whose main product is hormone replacement therapy drugs. He would always try to involve me in his schemes to make his pills relevant again. He would bring me to these...photoshoots." She shudders thinking about them. "He would make me wear boy clothes and would call me his 'son'. I don't remember much about what happened. There were some other hybrids there who worked for my dad. They were...odd. It's like someone spraypainted them. I don't remember much other than that and I think it'll always be a blur to me."

She looks up at Clara, her eyes start to well into tears. "The pills he gave me when I was 11 made me feel awful...I got sick and would throw up often. I had terrible mood swings and would even lash out at people for no reason. He even talked about cutting off my chest when I turned 12." Sage begins to breathe heavily. "When he came into my room with a scalpel...I had to run away. I couldn't take the abuse...OH GOD! FUCK HIM FUCK THAT ASSHOLE FUCK FUCK FUCK!" She starts screaming and flailing her arms, tears streaming down her face. Clara shushes her over and over, calmly holding her close and petting her back.

As she does this, Sage's screams slowly get quieter until she starts breathing. "Breathe in through your nose and out through your mouth." Clara says, holding Sage close and petting her back. The mouse wraps her arms around Clara, wetting her chest with her tears. "It'll be okay Sage. I'm here."

Sage sniffs as she looks up at Clara. "Yeah?" she says. Clara nods. "You know...my grandson has a crush on you. He thinks you're cute and wants to get to know you." Sage looks up at her. "Yeah? Even after what my dad did to me?"  Clara wipes the mouse's tears from her face. "Yeah. You look amazing! You have your mom's booty and he likes how you use ice magic." Sage sits up and tilts her head. "How does he know me? Is he in one of my classes?" Clara nods. "I think its the conjuration class. He admires how you use icicles like a ninja."

Sage smiles. "I think I know who you mean. He's pretty cute." She then looks behind Clara and grins. "I can see where he gets his bubble butt." she says with a slight chuckle. Clara laughs, "You have your mom's sense of humor." She grins and winks, sticking her tongue out.
Footsteps can be heard running upstairs as Jess barges into the room. "Sage! Are you okay? What happened??" Sage and Clara look at Jess, each with a similar blank look as they sit on the bed facing eachother. Jess gets a distraught look.

"Hey Mom, i-it's not what it looks like." says Sage, blushing a deep magenta. Clara nods while also blushing slightly. "Yeah it's not like we fu-" Jess covers her ears, "I don't wanna know I don't wanna know I don't wanna know, just do your homework or whatever, you're 21." she says quickly, interrupting Clara and walking away, shutting the door behind her.

Sage looks at Clara with a flirty look. "That's not a bad idea" she says, catching Clara off guard. Clara shrugs and says "Ehh, fuck it." then they start making out.
THE END