What I'm Looking For...

There's a really long list of things you never once think you'll actually have to talk to someone about. Cloudchaser was having one of those things off the list after she pulled her sister down to the ground right outside the city stadium grounds. Chest bare and bearing full to the passing onlookers snapping quick pictures with their camera-phones, Flitter just gave her sister a knowing look. "Well it wasn't like I was gonna go upstairs and change so you could get the lead."

Stupid! Cloudchaser slapped her forehead and scoffed at her own stupidity. She lost out to her sister on aerodynamics! Clothes have only held her back this day. She huffed and crossed her arms before her modest chest; more modest then Flitter's at least given the circumstances. "Guess I'm a chicken wing... Flying fricks," Cloudchaser kicked at the asphalt under her heels, "Whatevs!"

"Whatevs!" Flitter parroted, bouncing on the balls of her feet.

As Flitter bounced, a few more camera-phones snapped the image of the still naked woman letting her 'assets' bounce along with her. Cloudchaser gave the wolf-eyed boys a shooing hand before wrapping her arm around her sister's shoulder. "Whatevs or whatevs, let's get you in a jersey before we wind-up on the internet again," Cloudchaser led her sister into the arena grounds trying to cover Flitter's pert nipples.

"Aww-yeah, remember last time? So embarrassing..." Flitter shook her head as they entered the grounds.

"I know, right?" It didn't take long for the twins to reach the women's changing room near the entrance.

Cloudchaser swung the door open for her sister, letting her get right to changing first. "Yeah... But we did make all that money," Flitter shrugged with a small giggle as she passed her sister and went into the locker room.

Cloudchaser had to admit that there was a large amount of money last time, making her snicker too. She slipped in after her sister, letting the locker room door shut behind her. The city arena was very accommodating to repeat visitors like Flitter and Cloudchaser, giving people like them their own lockers to hold whatever they needed whenever they came for a visit. The two of their lockers were as you would expect: exact mirrored copies of the other's. A few changes of gym shorts and t-shirts made up for the majority that filled both lockers along with a few odds and ends that you would come to expect from a couple of athletes.

The two spared no time getting into their workout clothes, except for Cloudchaser who had the trouble of first getting out of her clothes. Flitter snapped the elastic of her shorts against her waist, letting the fabric conform to a nice tight grip against her rear and hips. When she popped her head out from her t-shirt after slipping it on, she looked to Cloudchaser to see if she was about ready too. Sure enough Cloudchaser met her sister's eyes as she slip into her own t-shirt. The two shot each other a quick thumbs-up along with a goofy grin before starting into a small laugh.

Dressed and ready to roll, the two exited the locker room by the use of the back way leading to the stadium grounds itself. The two of them loved exercising here on the stadium grounds as much as the next person; except for one small problem. Their gym clothes didn't leave much room for their wings to release out from their back. Exercise was great and all, but a pegasi was nothing without wing training. Either way, the grounds were always nice for them on every trip. Girls would give envious looks at them, boys would whistle at them, and they'd get a great workout. What could be better?

Rounding the grounds was a simple track lined with white sections against the otherwise black pavement. The twins exchanged a short look and Flitter put her hand out to her sister. "Three laps?"

Cloudchaser snatched Flitter's hand and squeezed it, getting much of the same treatment from her sister the second their hands touched. "Three laps."

Even as they got to their starting points on the track, their hands remained cupped together and their eyes staring determined into the other's. They both scuffed their sneakers against the pavement, huffing a weak grunt as they loosened up their joints; all the while staying connected by their hand. "Ready..." Cloudchaser started, gripping her sister's hand even tighter.

"Set..." Flitter cracked her neck once, loosening up one last joint.

"GO!" They both screamed into each other's face.

Like a blur the two broke down the track, keeping in exact time with each other and never once breaking eye or hand contact. To onlookers watching this strange spectral, it was really something to see. How rare was it to see a tandem race where the tandem was racing against itself? Even better, how rare was it to see that with two girls not wearing sports bras? One such onlooker was a fair looking man hunched over himself while he watched the grand sight. He tapped his chin curiously, fixating on the two with narrowed eyes. "Hey..." He spoke, nudging at a larger built man sitting next to him with his face hidden behind a hand, "Klondike? Do those girls look familiar to you?"

"Wouldn't know. I'm not looking," the bigger man responded while still reserving his spot behind a blinding hand.

"Will you stop that," the smaller man yanked the other man's hand from his face, "It's not like they're naked. They just... You know... Forgot bras."

"Doesn't make things much better, Noteworthy," Klondike reluctantly opened his eyes and joined in with his friend at watching the two girls, "Hmmm... They do look familiar... I can't put my finger on it..."

The two pondered and racked their brains as they watched the twins round the track again and again. Their hair, their form, the small interactions between the two they could make out from where they were sitting... It seemed so very familiar. Around their third lap around, their attention intensified as Flitter and Cloudchaser neared the finish line. All at once, the two clapped their free hands together and started to almost wrestle with each other with every step they took. They swung each other this way and that, trying to make it so they were the one crossing the line first. Watching the display, Noteworthy grinned a little and turned to his friend.

"The messy hair one is going to win," he stated.

Klondike snorted once and shook his head while watching the nearly ended 'race'. "Not a chance. She's swinging the other girl too wildly, she's about to lose her footing and this race."

A new sort of conviction sparked in the two boys and they watched the race with careful fixation. Cloudchaser pulled ahead with a swift swing of her sister, only to get shook back as Flitter bolted a large step ahead. The two boys clenched up all over, burning with anticipation more and more as the finish line neared the warring twins.

Flitter!

Cloudchaser!

Flitter!

Cloudchaser!

It was madness! Each one fighting to stay ahead in the final few feet of the race's stretch home! They tustled the other viciously with their entwined hands, when finally...!

"YES!" Noteworthy threw his arms and body into the air in triumph.

Cloudchaser tottered out with a dizzy look in her eyes, staggering this way and that way before falling flat on the grass lining the track. The champion still stood, the victor of the track! Flitter roared and stomped her feet against the track where she crossed before her sister by a mere second. "I did it~~. I did it~~. Oh-yeah-yeah-yeah!" Flitter danced around, popping her leg up behind her and swinging her hands out in front of her in the famed 'cabbage-patch' maneuver, "Suck a nut, sister~~, kiss my ass! I'm first place and you're stuck in last~~!" Flitter kept her triumph on a blazing glory in the midst of her dance.

Still swooping her head round and round on her shoulders, Cloudchaser giggled and swung her hand out towards her sister in a dismissing brush. "Ah, screw it! You win this time. That's fifty wins for me and forty-nine for you. Whatevs."

Hurrying to her sister's side well after her victory dance and cheer, Flitter helped her sister back to her feet and into a warm hug. "Whatevs. Sisters before misters. Right?" Flitter remarked, pressing her cheek against Cloudchaser's.

Cloudchaser at first didn't respond to her sister's remark. Instead, her eyes adjusting to the world around her again saw two faces watching them very closely. A sort of scrawny looking guy with crazy tie-dye hair, and a bigger albino looking dude. They looked so... So... "Sis, cutie and hottie at six o'clock," Cloudchaser whispered to Flitter.

Her sister spared no time at all to look behind her and eye up the two voyeurs in the stands. Right away she and Cloudchaser scrambled to rub their faces off on the fronts of their t-shirts and mess with their hair; using their own sister as a sort of mirror, they checked 'themselves' over in each other. They leaned into the other and took a small whiff of each other, cringing a little but dismissing it for the time being. They mentally prepared themselves, getting the the other up and smiling into the other's face. "Alright, Flitter. This is our chance. Play it cool, play it close to the vest, and don't look too desperate."

"But we are desperate..." Flitter groaned, her shoulders slumping.

"I know..." Cloudchaser mirrored her sister, "But... They don't know that. As far as they know, we're just two twins that like running laps and hold hands... So, yeah, they might think we're into each other."

"Not like we never did that sort of thing."

"Well, yeah... But THEY don't need to know that," Cloudchaser winked at her sister.

Flitter let that sink in for a second before snapping her fingers and realizing what that meant. "Ohhh, I got'cha..."

Up above in the stands, the two men looked on with both worried and curious glances. "I swear they looked at us..." Klondike regretting taking his hand off his eyes now.

"Come on. It's not like they think we're pervs. Maybe they think we're cute or something," Noteworthy flipped the situation into a positive, "I bet you right now they're thinking about coming over here and talking to us."

To Noteworthy's surprise, the twins sure enough came walking towards the two of them in the stands. It was only when they were facing Klondike and Noteworthy that the sweat stains on the fronts of their tops became a lot more blatant. The white fabric of the twins shirts' showed very clearly two perky breasts tightly gripped behind the wet t-shirts on both of them. Klondike mentally struggled at this point if he should cover his eyes or not. Noteworthy on the other hand straightened his shirt and messed with his hair, trying to get a 'look' together. The twins stopped short of the two boys and looked up to them.

"Hey...!" Cloudchaser called up.

The two boys swallowed and looked back at the girls, trying to look them in the eyes despite the assets they had flaunting at their chests. "Are you two jerking off to our boobs up there?"

DAMN IT! Both Klondike and Noteworthy slapped their foreheads in grief.

Down below, the twins started giggling again and looked at the boys with rather sweet turned looks. "We're just rubbing you is all. Don't worry," Flitter jumped up and grabbed onto the railing, pulling herself up and sitting cross legged in front of Noteworthy, "I'm Flitter. You're cute..." She looked the boy over closer, giving a low, sultry purr as she did so.

While Noteworthy froze up at the come on, Cloudchaser did much the same as her sister and swung to a sit in front of Klondike on the railing. "And I'm Cloudchaser. You look pretty strong... I like that," the girl bit her bottom lip, her eyes scanning over the boy.

Both of the boys looked at each other for a second, stunned really that this was really happening. Before either of them could say anything, Flitter and Cloudchaser both offered them a slip of paper. "Here's our address. Pick us up at seven, alright?" Flitter flipped backward and landed back on the ground below.

"Don't be late~~," Cloudchaser warned them with a wink before she fell back to stand next to her sister as well.

The two couldn't form a word in the slightest. They could only watch as they two girls ran off towards the locker rooms, giggling like teenagers before they disappeared.

"...I'm Noteworthy," Noteworthy finally said.

"...And I'm Klondike... Did we just get a double date?"

"I... I think so... Psh. And they say beautiful women don't just drop into your lap!"

"Think we came on too strong?" Flitter started to second guess herself as she stripped down and slipped into some spare clothes in her locker.

"We had to. Remember what the dating site said? Be brave and bold!" Cloudchaser made a fist and thumped it against her chest, "Besides... They were cute. And it wasn't like the website was gonna get us a date anytime soon..."

Dressed up and ready to roll, the two linked arms together and set off for home... It was only outside the stadium that the realized they didn't say what kind of date they wanted.

"...Ass..." They both groaned.