Flitter Outgrows Her Sister

“Changed your mind then?” said Cloudchaser as she looked down at her sister.

Flitter was tying up her shoes and found it odd how much she enjoyed the feeling of her toes pressing against the ends of them. It had just been a day since she had received the sweatband and the change was apparent after only one night of wearing the it. Nothing extreme had happened, but she could feel the change in her longer limbs, the new definition she could see in her body, and even her sports bra felt uncomfortable. It wasn’t much, but 5’4 was a nice height to be at.

“You’re not still mad about yesterday?” Cloudchaser asked when Flitter didn’t respond.

Flitter stood up with a big smile. “Nope! I’m much better now!”

She adjusted her top to show off a little bit more cleavage, hoping her sister would take notice, but Cloudchaser had already gone back to being concerned about herself as she stretched.

“Well that’s good” Cloudchaser said, “I mean, it’s not like it’s a big deal or anything. We just have different body types. I can’t help but poke a little fun once in a while.”

Flitter just grinned though the comment. Wow, not apologizing, but instead justifying her words in the gym. She was going to enjoy the coming weeks.

“I get it. We’re different. I’d do the same if I was in your shoes.”

That made Cloudchaser laugh. “Oh yeah, sure.”

“What? Do you think I’m too nice?”

“Well, that too. By the way, your new headband makes you look like a dork.”

“Really? Because I think it makes me sexy.”

“Oh yeah, that’ll solve your love life problems. The combo between it and your pink bow really makes you look hot,” chortled Cloudchaser.

“Can we just get to running? My muscles are aching for a workout.”

“Uh huh. You’re probably still sore from that little bit you did yesterday. And you don’t have to keep up with me as we do this. I’d rather not have to carry you home.”

Flitter found her teasing much easier to ignore now that she knew these little jabs had such a limited lifespan. She was distracted anyway by the dull ache through her body that felt like it had to be worked out and she knew that this would be the only way to fix that. There was an energy and excitement within her that may have been the magic, but could have just been the idea that she might actually match her sister.

“New shoes?”

“Hmm?”

“Just seem kinda tall is all. Whatever, you good?”

“Yep, I’m good to go.”

And so they began to jog onward. It felt different than normal though. Flitter found that there was an extra sprig in her step she hadn’t felt before. Even as the minutes racked up she felt that she was enjoying the exertion and didn’t get the same pain in her side that she was used to. Several minutes in she’d have slowed down or made some excuse to take a break, but she felt no need or even desire to stop. Why slow down when this was so much fun?

Cloudchaser must have taken notice of her much improved performance and began to pull ahead, picking up her pace slightly. Flitter wasn’t eager to be left behind as always and sped up herself even going as far as to move a little faster than needed and enjoyed the rare opportunity to be ahead of her sister. Cloudchaser did not enjoy this little game and increased her speed again with this process continuing until they ended their circuit around the town panting from the full out run they had worked each other up to.

“Sweet Celestia,” Cloudchaser huffed, “what did you have for breakfast today?”

“The usual,” said Flitter who looked equally as tired, “I hope you’re not full for lunch because you must have gotten your fill eating my dust.”

Cloudnchaser didn’t laugh and instead turned away to stretch as a means to hide her scowl. She wasn’t used to this happening to her, let alone from her sister. She concluded that she must have pushed herself too hard recently and it was doing more bad than good if she’d worn herself out enough to have Flitter of all people keep pace with her like that.

With Cloudchaser looking away Flitter let herself cringe as her muscles burned. Perhaps her hopes were a bit too high after a mere 24 hours. Even magic has its limits and she pushed herself too hard to keep up with her sister so now she paid the price. However, even with the pain she was experiencing it didn’t exactly feel bad. Instead it was a good sort of burn, one that she knew would pay itself back well. Maybe after a few more days it wouldn’t strain her to perform at this level. Maybe after a week this speed would be a warm up for her. And after that?

She could only look at the current figure of her tired, sweating sister and smile.