There's a section banning harassment on the basis of gender, sexuality, or about fifteen other things. There's student accommodations - elevator passes, wheelchair-accessible bussing. There is also a section on services offered by the school, such as psychological and speech therapy.

"...yeah, I can't object to that," Edmund says. "Go ahead - unless you want me to do it so I can guide you through the brave new world?"

"Yes, please! Also I don't like... you having very different memories from me. I want us to be on the same page." He grabs a notebook, too, because working out phrasing in advance is probably a good idea. "I'm thinking of adding a section here in services offered, something about schools being supplied by the government with hormone pills? And something about them having, I dunno, pamphlets or counselling about the best resources for medical transition? The implied worldbuilding might take care of the details. Oh also let's get rid of gender-segregated bathrooms, Tintin is right that is a very dumb thing to exist."

"Hmm. We can try that... if the federal government provides schools with resources for hormonal transition, that's definitely a step up societally speaking. I don't know if it'd make him able to afford top surgery, though. Maybe there could be - I don't want him to be paying off a loan, but maybe a federal grant for transgender youth in financial need? That sounds easier to handle than making his insurance cover it, we can just have a line about asking about federal grants for gender affirmation surgery."

"Oh that's a good idea yeah. Also, hmm... isn't there a thing right now where you need some doctor to give permission for it, like a shrink or something? That sounds stupid too."

He jots the ideas down—gorvenment/school-supplied pills, info about how to get medical transitions, federal grant for transgender youth—and starts writing.

As per federal regulations, the school also offers access to informational pamphlets and other resources as well as medication for transgender students who have undergone, are undergoing, or plan to undergo hormone replacement therapy and/or gender affirmation surgeries of any kind. Students who wish to make use of these resources can talk to the nurse. The school also has standard forms on hand for transgender youth in financial need who wish to apply for the federal grant.

"First pass? Also I dunno where to put the bathroom thing..."

"Bathroom thing goes with the platitudes, I think - due to our school's commitment to inclusivity, all restrooms are gender-neutral."

He writes that down.

"Anything we want to change or should you get to handbooking?"

"...not that I can think of? Let's go."

Edmund writes in the additions. Once the book is closed, he slumps forward.

The last thought James has before falling himself is that when they wake up they'll probably be scolded by someone and he should do something about a post-lunch nap session, that'd be nice.

They are indeed woken up and scolded by a teacher, who tells them to get to their next classes, for which they are already late. Edmund thanks her groggily and starts to gather his things.

"I have a study hall next," he tells James. "...I almost want to say can I bring the book in case I have any really outstanding ideas, but it is your book..."

"You could write your outstanding ideas down for later? It rewrites history so we're not time pressured. And given that I don't get the memories there's a chance I'm special in some way and I am kind of wary of anything messing with it, like if it gets mad and stops working away from me or something like that."

"Yes, probably for the best. I'll see you after school? In the gym, maybe?"

"Ooh, have I convinced you to try some riskier fucking then?"

"- not yet! I meant as a place to meet up so I could take you home to meet my family?"

"Boring," he pouts, leaning over to kiss Edmund's temple. "Sure, sounds good. —oh I should find Kevin, maybe he'd be up for a spitroast on this timeline too..." Bag goes on back, strap around shoulder, less horny more school.

Blushing, Edmund makes his exit.

James wants to see if he manages to run into Tintin, or at least spot him from a distance, on the way to and between classes.

Not while going from lunch, but the next between-period, yes! He's still wearing his binder. Tintin actually waves enthusiastically and bounds over to him for a hug. "James! Hi! I wanted to thank you, I went over to the guidance office and they had a ton of literature about surgery grants and I talked to the counselor and they gave me some forms and I definitely would not have done any of that if you hadn't said to check - thank you so much!"

—ooh hug! He will need to ask Edmund how the conversation went but he's now grinning from ear to ear. "Well I'm really happy! You'll need to keep me in the loop, I'm so excited for you!"

"I will! Also I should really read the student handbook apparently, if it has information like that hiding in there. I don't even know if I kept mine..."

"I'll lend you mine if you got rid of yours," no he won't but he'll get Edmund's or something. "Class now but once again yay!"

"Yay!"

Class class class. End of school day!

And James heads to the gym like a good boyfriend.

Edmund is there!

So's Peter!

James will probably notice at this point that Peter is not what one would call a grower. His dick is nearly the size it was at the Bacchanal, despite being apparently entirely flaccid. He's chatting with his brother happily.

Holy shit.

...involuntary physiological responses are fine on this universe, right? He is not going to stare and he is not going to get a full-on boner but he is absolutely not going to be able to contain the semi he's heading towards.

"Hi!" he says as if he really believed involuntary physiological responses were unremarkable. "You must be the famous Peter. Nice to meet you!"