Lights, Camera, …What?!? Book 1 Chapters 38 and 39 by Sofia Hammerstein

Connor Slane has grown up to be one of the brightest kids in his dimension and one of the most ambitious computer science majors at his top university. Now, thanks to an exchange program between his university and his mother’s alma mater, Emerson University in another dimension. Connor has the chance to forge his own path in computers and his other love, filmmaking. Having seen still images of their amazing holographic films, he hopes go to Emerson, and then return to build his own empire - and maybe even find his true self, as his mother did.

Beth Sylvester is a Tweener herself and another child of influential parents in the other dimension. Her wealthy Big mom is the daughter of a disgraced former CEO, and her dad is the first and only Tweener to serve on the Supreme Court. Connor’s mom and Beth’s dad were good friends while she was in the dimension, and they’ll quickly discover that they enjoy hanging out with each other. They’ll also discover that if either is going to survive to the end of the semester academically or as mature adults, they’ll need to help each other out. If not, Connor could quickly find himself on the one-way road to being adopted by some Big, and Beth might not be far from that fate either…

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The Legal Stuff: Lights, Camera, …What?!? By Sofia Hammerstein
 

This is a work of fiction. Names, characters, places, and incidents either are products of the author’s imagination or are used fictitiously, and any resemblance to actual persons, living or dead, businesses, companies, events, or locales is entirely coincidental.

All rights reserved. No part of this book may be reproduced, scanned, or distributed in any printed or electronic form without permission. Copyright © 2023-2026 Sofia Hammerstein.
 

 
 

Chapter 38: Burning
 

“WOW, THAT ONE is actually pretty tasty,” I found myself saying as I felt my body warm up finally with something I considered to be moderately spicy!

There was a feeling of that special tingle of the front of the tongue burning first that signaled life to me. A moment later, I appreciated as the burn moved further towards the back of the tongue and stayed a constant burn, reminding you that you were alive.

On the downside, I felt incredibly bloated from eating what was probably like a pack of corn tortillas for tacos back home, but no need to tap out on the milk.

The same couldn’t be said of Marla.

Tears streamed down her face, and snot was streaming from her nose. Her face looked almost purple with how red it was. You could see an intense effort to hold everything in, but all of a sudden, she choked out a “Damnit, no!!!!!” But reached for the milk in the glass and chugged it.

It clearly wasn’t enough from the look on her face, just a small reduction, and it hit her again.

I watched as Marla desperately eyed the baby bottle, which the announcer handed to her, “It’s okay, baby, nurse your baba. It’ll help!” Everyone laughed at her, and she stood up angrily. “This was rigged; obviously, they didn’t eat the same thing!!!!!” Her eyes and nose were running, and her face scrunched up from the pain. She looked like an overgrown toddler having a tantrum to me!

“Actually, he did eat the same things,” The MC said, “we had a conversation in advance with the officials if we shouldn’t play this up, but we decided to keep it fair. He had the exact same amount – we even weighed the chips with and without the sauce, for fairness' sake. Really Con here had even more than you if you consider the size being much smaller than you.”

“This is bullshit!” she screamed even as she unscrewed the bottle top and chugged the milk inside. She threw the nipple from the bottle off to the side, and I watched it hit a boy who was laughing hysterically.

Rather than being angry, he just laughed harder and waved it at her, “Baby, you dropped something!”

She angrily stormed off after getting her gift cards but, for some reason, refused her baby bottle. “You want it as a memento?” Mackenzie asked me.

I shook my head, “No thank you Miss Mackenzie.”

“Well, it’s getting late, little one; we should get you back to the nest now!”

“Great job Connor,” Beth and Cassie took turns saying as they came by after I took my winnings.

“Thanks!” I said.

“I need to get him back to the nest, we’ll let him hang out with you all tomorrow,” Mackenzie said as she carried me away.

“Can we grab a bottle of water or something?” I asked. “My mouth is so dry right now.”

“Should have taken the baby bottle?” She joked as she tickled my side. “I think we can afford that. I made over a thousand dollars off of you tonight!”

“Happy to help,” I said. “I get to keep my part of things, right?”

“Yes, you get to keep those,” she laughed. “I think you more than earned them!”

After stopping at a vending machine for a bottle of water, I guzzled it while she carried me back to the nest. I’d needed to go to the bathroom back at the nest, so she pulled the diaper off and re-diapered me before she redressed me in a pair of pajamas.

As much fun as I had that night, I worried that absolutely all of the guys were completely out for the count as I was placed in my pod. None of them stirred with lights coming on or noise being made.

I sleepily wondered about that even as I relived the great evening in my mind.
 

I WOKE UP suddenly and it took a moment to figure out why.

That confusion passed by quickly, though, and I realized my bowels were clinching like they were being squeezed with a vice! I could feel the sensation of diarrhea being imminent and moved to try and run to the bathroom, but I quickly remembered I was locked inside the pod!!!!!

I looked out and saw the darkened room and the shut door to Mackenzie’s apartment.

I clenched and tried to force myself to go to sleep.

‘No!!! I don’t want to poop myself!!!’ I thought.

A massive cramp passed through my bowels, forcing me to place my hands on my stomach in agony. I knew I didn’t have long before my body was going to push out the contents, no matter what! I looked at the emergency button on the pod and figured this was probably not one she would count as valid.

‘If I don’t try it though, and I do have an accident, then they’ll pen that on me too?’

I just made the decision to push the button right as my bowels could hold no longer!

Liquid mush spewed into the diaper, making me wince from the disgusting feeling. A moment later, I realized it was even worse as it physically felt like it was burning my skin!!!!! ‘The peppers?’ I wondered. They weren’t that spicy to me going down, but they certainly caused my normal issues from back home. ‘Normally, I can get to a bathroom, though!’

A red light lit up on the button, but no sound went off. I could feel another cramp coming on, and I could tell that the diaper was not containing the mess!

I groaned as my stomach seemed just to pump mush into my diaper over and over again! The pain from the burning just seemed to intensify, even as my body continued evacuating my bowels!

I stayed as still as I could when the cramps finally started to end several minutes later, but I could feel the liquid run out the bottoms of my legs and up my back!!! It was a horrible feeling from the first day, but times a million!

I pressed the button again.

I sat and watched her door.

I pressed the button again and held it for a minute this time.

Still no movement at the door.

I could feel the muck seeping into the pajamas and it was sticking the pajama fabric to my skin then.

I stared at the door, and decided to press the button one more time.

Finally, there was movement!

Mackenzie looked bedraggled in a pair of pajamas and her hair tied in a sleep braid like my sisters wore most nights. She looked around as if to figure out which of the Littles had rudely interrupted her sleep. Her eyes laid on my pod, and suddenly hoped I wasn’t going to get in trouble for waking her up!

I felt my nerves tingling with the fear that this wouldn’t count as an emergency, but I didn’t care about the consequences! I just wanted out of the mess! I was terrified to move then and afraid the mess would leak out of the blanket sleeper next and soak the sheets.

She pressed the button to lower the front of the pod and said, “Connor, why in the world are you wak…?!?” She sounded angry at first. A sniff of her nose though, and a glance with her eyes meant she had a pretty good guess. “I thought I told you not to wake me up because you used your diaper?”

“It’s leaked everywhere,” I told her. “Please change me?”

I thought for a moment she was going to close the pod back up and leave me there, but she used her huge hands to grab me under my arms and carried me at arm’s length over to the changing table.

I let her push me down and she put on a pair of gloves before starting to unzip the sleeper. She made it not even to my belly button though, and zipped me back up!

“Wait, please change me?” I begged.

“Sweetie, don’t worry, I’m going to change you. But we’re going to do this where I have a tub. This may be the worst blowout I’ve ever seen!”

She wrinkled her nose at that, but grabbed a package of wipes, another diaper, and carried me to the bathroom. I remembered her pointing out the bathtubs when we first arrived, but I hadn’t seen anyone use one yet. “Stay there just a second,” she told me when she placed me in an empty tub. I watched her leave the room and come back with two plastic sacks and an extra pair of gloves.

She pushed me on my back in the large tub and said, “Okay, let’s open up this mess…”

I stayed absolutely still as she unzipped the zipper from my neck all the way to my left foot. I could feel the poop making the fabric stick to me like it was glue, and I truly wanted to cry from embarrassment right then! The burning was continuing, and I whimpered.

“Wow Sweetie, you did a number on that diaper!”

“Please just get it off of me,” I choked back a sob, “It’s burning a lot more now than it did going down!”

She looked a bit surprised by that, but gently pulled my arms free of the fabric, then pulled it all down past my right leg after lifting my butt in the air. I could see her gloved hand was already covered in brown liquid then. “Just a moment and we’ll get to the diaper…” She told me, “It’s a good thing these pajamas are waterproof, so hopefully nothing made it into your cri… pod.”

‘She thinks they’re cribs too…?’ I thought.

I watched her carefully fold up the pajamas and put them in a clear trash bag before setting them aside. She then reached down and pulled at the tapes of the diaper, lifted my legs, and awkwardly folded the useless garment. Her face rarely looked offended by any of the other guys diapers, but clearly this one was special even by her experiences. As she balled it up and placed it inside another sack, I sat up and saw that from above my belly button, down to my knees, was brown with runny poop. The capsaicin from the peppers seemed to have concentrated itself down into the poop and every bit of skin in contact was red with where it burned my skin!!!

I was getting over my embarrassment of being naked in front her for diaper changes, but right then I felt like I just wanted to blend into the background and run away!

Mackenzie tied off the bag she’d placed the diaper in before switching out her gloves to the new ones, “We’re going to use this sprayer to get most of it, and then I’ll give you a quick bath Con.”

I nodded. She pressed the temperature numbers and then tested a sprayer that was attached to the side of the tub and then sprayed me down. The brown goop made its way down the drain and showed a disgusting trail. As she did so, thankfully, the burning sensation passed as well, even though I could see the skin was clearly severely irritated behind it, like a bad all-day sunburn. “Stand up, let’s finish rinsing you,” she told me.

I did as she told me, and stood there as she sprayed me from all directions until the water ran clear.

“I just realized I didn’t bring any soap in here…” She said tiredly. “Here, let’s just go to my bathroom…”

Without warning she pulled a towel out and wrapped me in it. Suddenly putting me on her hip, she reached down and grabbed the soiled diaper and clothes bags and deposited them in chutes by the changing table. Carrying me inside her apartment I saw a tub as large as the one at my grandparents’ house. I watched her pour in some bubble bath and water to the tub, letting it get maybe up to belly button before dunking me in.

“Sorry, no time to play today,” she told me as she began soaping up a sponge she’d pulled from somewhere and beginning to wash me with a pretty florally scented soap.

It felt good as she washed me, even as it was morbidly embarrassing. “Thank you,” I told her quietly.

“Not done yet apparently,” she said with a shake of her head.

“Huh?” I asked.

“How in the world did it end up in your hair?!?”

I blushed, “No idea! I’ve never had diarrhea like this!”

“No one has,” she muttered, “I can’t believe that could be caused without a laxative.”

“You don’t think they put one in my sauces, do you?”

She looked at me, suddenly a bit perplexed, “I doubt it…?” A shrug of her shoulders, “Let’s worry about it tomorrow, close your eyes,” she told me.

I sat still while she sprayed my hair with a removable shower sprayer, then massaged shampoo and then conditioner into my hair. When she was done, she rinsed my hair out and pulled me out of the tub to dry me.

“I really don’t want to send you to bed with wet hair,” she told me.

I just sleepily shrugged, “What time is it anyway?”

She looked at her wrist, “two in the morning. I hope you don’t mind if I say we’re skipping your swim today?”

I hated that, but nodded, “Would you please wake me up earlier though still? I have some more studying I’d like to do before class?”

“I don’t know, it might do you good to sleep longer. We were already out after your bedtime today, Sweetie.”

“Please?” I said looking up at her.

She sighed, “Okay, let’s take care of this hair though.” Mackenzie looked like she was about to just wrap in the towel, but then thought better of it. “We should probably put you back in a diaper first!”

Her words made me realize though that another eruption was possible!

“Can I use the potty first?”

She sighed, but picked me up and sat my naked form on her toilet, carefully supporting me. My body wasted no time in spewing out some additional chunks and liquid into the bowel.

“Done?” She asked.

I nodded, “Do you have any medicine for diarrhea I can take?”

“Sorry sweetie, nothing for your size. You need an infant’s dose, and I don’t think I can even get that in the store room here.” Mackenzie carried me back to the nest room, “I want to get you in a diaper with some rash cream and then we’ll go dry your hair. You need to get some sleep.”

I sighed but sat gratefully as although the rash cream felt sticky and weird, the second she pressed it to my skin, I felt relief from what I decided was definitely still inflamed. She dressed me in another sleeper and carried me back to her apartment and sat me on the counter of her bathroom. I sat still while she used her jet engine on my hair and ran a brush through it.

When she was done, I was practically falling asleep as she re-braided it into a loose braid down to my shoulders and said, “Okay, now that you’ve woken us both up, let’s get you back to bed and hopefully we can both make it through the morning. I also think we’re going to have to rethink any future challenges, that was pretty explosive!” She tickled me, waking me up just slightly as my frown raised a small amount.

“This is going on my chart still though, isn’t it?” I asked nervously.

“It certainly should,” she told me. She looked thoughtfully at me and then lightly tickled my stomach without warning. “Given that I have some responsibility for it, I’ll leave it off if you’re clean and dry in the morning.”

I smiled at that, “Thanks…”

I wanted to ask her why she was being so nice to me, but the clear wall of my ‘pod’ was raised before I could do so. We made eye contact for a moment, then she turned back to her apartment door and closed it behind her.

I sniffed and was annoyed that you could still smell my mess somewhat. I groaned as I suddenly remembered I had the necklace underneath my pod on my desk that I could have used.

With a sigh I thought, ‘At least they have those waterproof pajamas, I had no idea they would contain anything!’ I sleepily thought as I closed my eyes and was out.
 
 

Chapter 39: Studio Three Productions
 

THE NEXT MORNING, I was woken up as Mackenzie carried me to the changing table. “Well, good morning, my little fire monster!” she cooed.

I blushed, “morning,” I said sleepily.

I was still pretty asleep as she unzipped the sleeper and exposed the diaper. It was only then that I remembered what had happened last night!

She pulled the tapes off and sighed, “Well, I guess the night was a fluke. You’re clean and dry, Connor. I’ll keep last night’s diaper between the two of us?”

I worried there was a catch but forced a smile and said, “Thanks,” quietly.

She used her finger to push my chin up, “Don’t worry about it, sweetie! You already had a bath this morning; it’s up to you if you want to shower now?”

I thought about it for a second, “I may actually just get dressed and get to work on my homework. What time is it?” I asked.

She told me, and I realized I still had a good hour before we would leave for breakfast. After brushing my teeth quickly, I got to work on the screenplay and some of the work for my Friday classes.

I was quiet through breakfast, not engaging anyone until someone said, “Hey, that’s the Little!”

I looked around and saw several tall guys coming my way, “You were awesome last night!”

Ava sat across from me and asked, “What did you do last night?”

“This crazy Little ate all of the crazy Bigs under the table!!!!” one boy crowed.

“Huh?”

“Umm… thanks, guys, but I’m trying to study right now?” I said.

“Sure thing! You made me two-hundred bucks, though! I owe you one!” The guy said.

“What’s he talking about?” Ava asked after he left. Only then did I pay attention to her and Amy joining me at the table.

I sighed, “My nest mother Mackenzie took me to compete at a spicy food contest last night at the union.”

“Oh, how did it go?” Amy asked.

“I won,” I smiled.

“Why do you look like you lost?” Ava asked.

I sighed, “After effects, let’s just say the spice wasn’t bad until it came out the other end…”

Amy giggled, “Oops…”

I managed to get out of there without owning up to that coming out in the night. Still, I narrowly made it to a Matisse building restroom before my body repeated its burning evacuation! I forced myself to drink some water as I walked into my class to stay hydrated and discovered a highchair had been placed beside a front table for me.

Professor Gibney saw me enter and said, “I managed to find a chair for you!”

“Umm… thanks Professor,” I said.

I walked over to it and pulled my bag off my shoulders. I was about to figure out how to climb in when the professor came over and placed me inside. “Hopefully, that’ll be more comfortable!” He said as he buckled a safety harness shut.

I just nodded, unable to figure out what to say positively about the experience of being locked in a baby chair!

Others came in, and he said, “Please make sure you have your computers out with the ScreenPlus system open to your outlines. Also, if you haven’t posted your project in the classroom, please do so now.”

I had posted mine already, so I just opened the program and reviewed my storyboards. I had completed the entire assignment as expected, plus I had managed character creation and ten of the script pages at this point. I noticed several people putting their files in at the last second, and eventually, he started the class. “Well, good morning! I’ve seen about half of your outlines were turned in when I checked before, and I’m hoping the rest are completed now?”

Only one person shook their head, “Why not? Mister…?”

Everyone’s heads turned and saw a shorter Amazon guy, “Carter, sir.” The guy seemed squeamish, “I just didn’t get it done? I started, but it was a pretty big project, sir?”

Gibney nodded, “It was, and keep in mind this is what the real world often looks like with impossible deadlines. I’m not going to fail you the first time Mister Carter, but if it happens a second time, it will be like the real world – you’ll be fired.”

I noticed the guy’s face pale, but he said, “Sorry, sir, won’t happen again!”

“How did you find the project and the software for the rest of you?”

There were crickets for several long moments, and I decided to bite the bullet, “It’s a cool idea to give us this project. I’m looking forward to the other side in my narratives class with making them. That being said, it was a pretty insane assignment on top of my other work,” I shrugged, “the software you provided was helpful, though. I don’t think I could have met the deadline if I had to storyboard it by hand with sketching?”

Professor Gibney smiled, “Well said, Mister Slane!” He walked to his computer and brought up the classroom page from his side. “It looks like I have everyone in here; now you’ll have a week to create the draft script. Again, this should be somewhere between forty-five and sixty pages most likely…”

I sat there as he talked about the technical side of things and reviewed some techniques for writing action sequences, camera angles, etc. Some of it I knew from back home already, but there were a few tips and tricks he shared that were new. Especially since some involved the holo-film needing additional directions for the depth of fields we wanted.

All-in-all the three-hour class flew by pretty quickly!

As soon as another classmate helped me out of the seat, I booked it for the bathroom and climbed carefully onto the giant toilet with my stool. Liquid poop spewed from my bottom again, and I couldn’t help but worry I would lose a star or get forced back into diapers if it didn’t stop soon!
 

BETH WALKED OUT of her Signals class and sighed, knowing how much studying she had in front of her that coming weekend. The Signals class had a virtual lab component she needed to complete and a short technical summary about it when she was done!

After a quick pit stop, she headed to the dining hall and saw Cassie sitting with Connor. After grabbing herself a tray of pizza and salad, she joined them.

“How are you feeling today?” Beth asked Connor.

He blushed, “Let’s just say this has been the gift that keeps on giving.”

Beth couldn’t help but giggle at his expense!

“Burns both ways?” she laughed.

“A lot more than it did going down!”

“Why in the world did you agree to do that in the first place?” Beth asked.

“It seemed like a good idea at the time?” Connor shrugged his shoulders. “Plus, I did win a bunch of money in gift cards for the bookstore and food?”

Beth shook her head, “Connor, you are going to get into so much trouble…?”

Cassie laughed, “Let him enjoy the win,” she told Beth.

“So, how is the screenwriting class going?” Beth asked Connor.

“Kelly behaved herself today,” Connor said first, “But it’s a pretty insane class. We had one guy who didn’t have his assignment done… Even though the professor said it was an insane assignment, he also said he won’t tolerate another mistake.”

“Was he a Tweener?” Cassie asked curiously.

Connor shook his head, “No, he’s kind of short for a Big, though.”

“Sometimes they get lumped in with us,” Beth said.

The three of them ate lunch and chatted for a while before Cassie had to go to her first class of the day. “What are you up to now?” Beth asked him.

“Well, I have a couple more hours before Narratives; I was thinking about either going to the library or back to my room?”

“How about we both go to the library?” She suggested. “I need to do some studying, and maybe I can get you to help with some of my problems?”

The smile he returned to her made her feel warm inside. “Sure!”

She didn’t often end up in the library to study, but she had used some of their glass study rooms a few times before. ‘I definitely didn’t want to go to his room to study, and I didn’t want to hear the comments if I brought him back to my room…’ She thought.

Connor insisted on hitting the restroom first. She used the time to check in on the app for an empty room. Seeing one, Beth quickly reserved it before he came out, and they headed to the library. Conveniently it wasn’t far from Matisse, where they would be going afterward. She led Connor to the front desk. “We have a reservation for study room 319?” Beth asked the woman working the desk.

She looked at the two of them and said, “Let me check?”

Beth saw Connor looking at the immense space and some of the search displays people used. “All of the books have been scanned and are available through the university’s repository,” she told him.

“No physical books at all?” Connor asked. “It makes sense, I guess, but I’m kind of like my Mama; it’s nice to have a hard copy sometimes.”

“I do miss the smell of the books,” the woman said. “But I don’t miss moving them all the time!” she laughed. “I see the reservation you have here. How long do you need it?”

“An hour?” Beth said, “Just killing time and studying before our next class.”

“Sounds good; just bring this card back down when you’re done. No food in the room, please.”

“Sure,” Beth said.

Following the directions, they unlocked a room that was one of Beth’s favorites in her limited experience. A couple couches sat along the outside of the room, and a conference table was in the middle. She watched Connor climb onto the sofa like it was a mountain before opening his bag up and pulling out a school computer. “What are you starting on?” She asked him.

“I figured I should spend some time on this script; there’s a lot to do still! I hope I can find time at Grandma’s this weekend to finish, but I guess they’re having a birthday party for Meggy?”

“That whole situation is weird,” she told Connor, “I mean, she’s the same age as my parents but looks younger than me?”

Connor nodded and looked at her oddly. It made her wonder if he knew about her history.

She sat there for a long moment before asking, “So can you help me make sense of this problem?”
 

I HAD ENJOYED hanging out and studying with Beth for the hour we were in the library. She knew how to be quiet but also asked me for help which I enjoyed giving. It was like how I would hang out with Riley when we were in high school.

I sighed as we packed up our stuff.

“What’s wrong?” Beth asked me.

“Just thinking of my family,” I said. “I only saw them once or twice a month when I started college, but at least I had the option of going home to visit on the weekend.”

“Who do you miss most?” She asked.

I smiled, “Probably Mom or my sister Riley.”

“I understand missing them; I feel the same way sometimes. Other than a few big alumni events my mom and dad use as excuses, they don’t come out much here.”

“Well, your dad is probably busy?”

She nodded, “Depending on the time of the year. They get a big break after they release decisions in the summer, and of course, federal holidays.”

I nodded, “Makes sense.”

She returned the card to the librarian, “Hope you two got some work done?” The woman asked.

We both nodded, “Yes, ma’am, thanks!” I said.

She told me a bit about her siblings as we walked to class. She was frequently the butt of jokes since she was so much shorter than everyone else, “Even Laura is a foot-and-a-half taller than me!”

I laughed, “I’m more used to being on the other side of that!”

We sat down together in the same area as the day before and talked until class began. “Good afternoon, everyone!” Professor Wyler said from the front. “We’re going to be off to the races here today as we set up our groups and get some hands-on time with the equipment you’ll be using. Keep in mind that I am showing you just a few features and details; knowing how to do this well can be a lifetime of study and learning by trial - and a lot of error!”

There was a smattering of humoring laughter for him before he continued the lecture. We would be divided up into one of four studios, he reminded us, and he showed us that each studio would have three cameras, accessories, two drone cameras that could be used for indoor or outdoor shots, a few dozen types of wireless and wired mics that could be placed on actors or suspended from booms, lighting equipment, and access to the film computer lab for editing at the end.

We took ten minutes to play with the equipment as he explained each item. I found myself quite excited to play around with the cameras in particular. I was amazed that the operators were using goggles instead of using any sort of eyepiece or viewscreen. Still, it made total sense as soon as I donned the oversized goggles! You could see the Holo-screen realistically with the goggles, like in a theater or on the projections I’d seen so far. Adjusting settings meant you could change the depth of field in the room and many other characteristics to make things focus on different details! Fortunately, Professor Wyler had acquired a couple of pairs of small goggles for me and any other smaller people… which was really just Beth. They were still pretty oversized for me, and I wondered if my EdgeSphere goggles could be attached instead.

While I was the tiniest person in the class by far, Beth was clearly the second shortest by a good amount. If I had to guess, she was probably a foot-and-a-half shorter than the nearest student!

Fortunately, Kelly occupied herself on the other side of the room, and I hoped that would continue through the semester.

“Okay, everyone, please come grab the card with your name on it from the table here? We’ll get you all divided up into your studios.” Professor Wyler said about ninety minutes into one of my favorite college classes ever!

I drew my card and followed Beth over to the side. I looked at it, and it said Studio Three Productions. “What’s your say?” I asked her.

She smiled and said, “Same as yours!”

“Cool!” I was happy we could work together as I would hate to have separated!

“Okay, if you all would please go ahead and go to the equipment table for your studio now?” I had noted the numbers before. My heart sank as I realized we were both about to be stuck with a problem together.

Kelly was in our group, giving us a grin that said she was looking forward to screwing with us somehow!
 
 

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