{"id":15561,"date":"2021-02-18T11:43:17","date_gmt":"2021-02-18T16:43:17","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/artsatmichigan.umich.edu\/ink\/?p=15561"},"modified":"2021-02-18T11:43:17","modified_gmt":"2021-02-18T16:43:17","slug":"leo-the-mer-guy-chapter-two-the-costume","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/artsatmichigan.umich.edu\/ink\/2021\/02\/18\/leo-the-mer-guy-chapter-two-the-costume\/","title":{"rendered":"Leo the Mer-Guy! Chapter Two: The Costume"},"content":{"rendered":"<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Leo dropped the cardboard box onto the carpet of his bedroom with a heavy thwump. His arms and back protested from the labor, his calves begging not to have to march up and down the stairs another time.<\/span><\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">There was a bed with a mattress in the center of the room, but it didn&#8217;t have any sheets on it to hide the weird stains that old mattresses had. Still, Leo flopped onto it, letting out a long sigh and looking up at the ceiling.<\/span><\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">He didn&#8217;t want to be here.<\/span><\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">&#8220;Leo!&#8221; His dad called out, voice muffled through the door. &#8220;Get down here!&#8221;<\/span><\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Okay, that wasn&#8217;t what Leo had in mind.<\/span><\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">With a labored grunt, Leo sat upright, forcing his angsting, teenage body out of the room and down the stairs.<\/span><\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">His mom and dad were standing in the entryway to the house with twin smiles on their faces. Stepfordian smiles.<\/span><\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Leo slowed as he reached the front hall, glancing warily between his parents. &#8220;Uh, what&#8217;s up?&#8221;<\/span><\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">&#8220;Look!&#8221; His mom exclaimed. She gestured outside.<\/span><\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Leo leaned forward, looking out the screen door at the disturbingly normal American suburban scene. He looked back at his mom with a question on his face.<\/span><\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">&#8220;Trick-or-treaters!&#8221; His mom said.<\/span><\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Leo looked again. Sure enough, even though the sun hadn&#8217;t set, some kids were already out, mostly the young ones toddling around in Pikachu costumes, holding hands with their parents.<\/span><\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">&#8220;Cool,&#8221; Leo said.<\/span><\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">&#8220;[DEADNAME]*, we know moving can be tough,&#8221; Leo&#8217;s dad said. Yeah, understatement. &#8220;So we want you to go out and have some fun.&#8221;<\/span><\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Leo&#8217;s dad pulled out a costume from behind his back. Leo had to bite his lip to stop from making a noise of disgust.<\/span><\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">It was a princess costume, with royal purple velvet and a sheer, sparkly, pink decorative material spread all over it. 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