My first reaction to the 'cross-dressing' incident, was, admittedly, shock. Stories back home had told me to expect ravenous, monstrous beasts. Instead? I got cross-dressing dorks and flirtatious weirdos. I watched as the skirt-wearing boy, Marlix, I think they said, hurriedly rushed off to compose himself, before turning my attention to the other brothers. They were all handsome, but I hardly noticed, instead looking them up and down for different reasons. Hm. They were... normal. What? Normal? Completely and utterly ordinary? That can't be right, surely?!
One of the boys, Inigo, spoke confidently and coolly, causing myself to frown slightly, taken aback. I glanced at the girl beside me, who seemed ecstatic to be here, and resisted rolling my eyes.