-mini story - Lemon and Indigo RETURN! - by Colonist!

Indigo: I’m telling you, Zesty, I can’t think of a better way to spend today than the way we’re doing it!
Lemon: Naw, you said it, Indy; total agreement here!

*If anyone from the Crystal Prep was going to take the gold in having raucous fun, Indigo and Lemon were definitely the ones to do so. Never mind their positions in the well-respected Shadowbolt Five; said group made a further distinction for Indigo and Lemon in certain instances to the point where “The Twin Thunderbolts” became the unofficial title for the two girls when the other three wanted no part of whatever was going on. Such was the case on today’s occasion: an impromptu senior ditch day turned into a beach day.*

Lemon: Sour could’ve joined us had it not been for that “super important Archery Team” meeting after school. Shame, really. Think I could’ve convinced her that she’d be able to double back in time for that meeting?
Indigo: Even if she could’ve, she’d have to explain her absence for the whole day. Sour changes her mind a lot, but a least she wasn’t as much of a stick in the mud as Sugarcoat!
Lemon: Figures - more like “stick up my ass” Sugarcoat. “Perfect attendance,” my ass!

*Indigo heartily laughed at the moniker, only stopping to acknowledge the last girl in the group and her reasons for not joining them in ditching school.*

Indigo: And Sunny…hoo boy, that was a disappointment. Girl was so particular about what swimsuit that she wanted to wear that she refused to join us until she was able to decide on a particular one. Then she scrolls through her phone and finds the one of her dreams for the dozenth time before taking a rain check with us! I swear, she can give that Canterlot High fashionista a run for her money!
Lemon: Hey, you notice that super brief pause of speechlessness when I told her to just come along naked? She was so considering going au naturel with us!
Indigo: And then she physically threw us out of the locker room! Didn’t know she had that kind of strength. Huh. Also didn’t know how far au naturel can get you until you personally showed me…
Lemon: Please, the rideshare driver was asking for it. Seriously, you’re staring at two hot girls in bikinis and sarongs from your rear view mirror and the best that you can come up with is “reasonably attractive!?” So out come my tits, and suddenly he’s stammering in reverse - “unreasonably attractive!?” Why do I feel more insulted by that one, huh?
Indigo: “Reasonably attractive” is a six while “unreasonably attractive” would be an eleven…on a scale of one to ten?
Lemon: Pffft, “unreasonably attractive" could be a nine. That way you got a six and a nine. Hehe…nice.
Indigo: Mission accomplished, anyway. The ride was free. Should’ve given him a five star rating.
Lemon: Call me any of the above, and you’re getting a three and a half at best!
Indigo: Lemon, look over there!

*Lemon looks over to where Indigo is gesturing toward in disbelief. Some yards away from the board way where they stood was a nice boat with a somewhat familiar handsome figure standing at the bow to match. The name escaped her though.*

Lemon: Sweet cabin cruiser!
Indigo: Not the boat, you piece of fruit! The owner!
Lemon: Eh, he’s cute, but I get the feeling that under that chest is more fat than muscle. You know him?
Indigo: Know him!? Why don’t you know him!? That’s Blue Freakin’ Blood! Known as “The Prince” when he was the former champion fencer during his days at Crystal Prep? Also more widely remembered among Crystal Prep attendees as the biggest donor to the institution and its activities? Ringing any bells?
Lemon: Maybe the end of class bell. Must’ve fallen asleep for that class - oh, wait! Now I remember him! Hehe, I might have been responsible for the “former” part of his champion fencer days.
Indigo: Wait, you know the story!? People still don’t know how he managed to lose to Nerd Sparkle’s brother during that Homecoming match. That guy was only in the tryouts stage and managed to beat the blood out of the Blueblood in all five rounds!
Lemon: Know the story? Ha! I am the story!

*Lemon leaps up on the railing of the boardwalk to face the boat and rips off her bikini top.*

Indigo: Haha, you’re mad, Lemon! Bet he enjoyed that! You didn’t explain the story though.

*Lemon scrambles back down and puts her top back on.*

Lemon: I flashed him from the back of the bleachers earlier this year. You know, I’m surprised no one noticed, but that’s all it really took, really. One distraction, one touché from Nerd Sparkle’s brother, and it was all downhill for “The Prince.” Swear I did it for the impulsive funsies! I can do better.
Indigo: I’m sure you can. Doubt you’ll get better than me though - wait, that boat is getting closer.

*Indeed the cabin cruiser had made its way toward the bay near where the ladies were on the boardwalk. The sandbar preve
nted it from going any further, prompting the owner to whistle and wave over the girls.*

Lemon: Sounds like an invite. You wanna?
Indigo: For “The Prince?” It’d be a waste of a ditch day if we didn’t! Last one to the boat has to pay him!

*Indigo jumps into the water upon saying the last word, but Lemon was familiar enough with her compatriot’s winning tactics to jump in at the same time. Both girls furiously paddled arm over arm until they made it over to the side ladder. It was a tie, and Blue remarked so as he helped them both aboard.*

Blueblood: My, my, a tie. I expected more out of the ladies of my alma mater.
Indigo: Hey, two bests tying is a victory for everyone!
Blueblood: *shudders* Ugh, sportsmanship. So…ugh! You were quite the spunky package when I last remembered signing that running shoe for you years ago, Zappy.

*Indigo frowned a little despite appreciating the fact that he remembered her. She had almost forgot that despite his fencing achievements, Mr. Blueblood had quite the air of arrogance and nouveau-riche still emanating from him. Blueblood turns to her friend and grins in recognition.*

Blueblood: And who are you, Miss? The name escapes me, but I’d recognize those tits anywhere!
Lemon: Hehe, thankies. Lemon Zest, sir!
Blueblood: Nice tits, as always.

*Lemon swore that Blueblood’s voice turned a little icy in that last compliment. Indigo also noticed it too, and she gave a quick side glance to Lemon to show it. Nonetheless, Lemon perked right back up and continued to play friendly with their host.*

Lemon: Sooooo…you wanna show a couple of your alma mater’s girls a good time out on the water? I’m assuming that’s why you called us over!
Blueblood: Well, fuel ain’t cheap…and I’m a man after all…
Indigo: …I think I get the implication.
Blueblood: Whoa whoa, a simple strip tease from you ladies will suffice.
Lemon: That’s all? Ha! Least sexy strip teaser has to pay him!

*In a reversal of pacing compared to their earlier swim race, Indigo and Lemon put on their best respective strip tease shows for the man in front of them. Lemon quickly threw off her top and rubbed her breasts with her hands, taking care to keep the important parts covered to tantalize her audience as she did so. Indigo took the opposite approach, facing away from Blueblood and gyrating her hips as she took her time stretching the edges of her bikini bottom. Both girls stole glances at each other, trying to see which one was going to expose the best bits first and blow their respective performances too early. Neither girl would get the chances to find out though as they felt themselves being roughly lifted into the air. Blueblood indeed had more muscle than fat under his physique, and his hands were able to grab on to both girls’ bikini pieces in one grasp each at the same time. Taking two steps over to the railing, the “Prince” rudely tossed Indigo and Lemon overboard, slinging them both out of their bikinis in doing so.*

Blueblood: These would look good on my trophy wall in the cabin. That’s for my fencing career, you fruit loop!…and fruit loop’s friend! Have fun swimming to shore butt naked!
Lemon: Whoa man, not funny!
Indigo: Why!? You didn’t even get to the good part, and you give us the boot?
Blueblood: It’s Crystal Prep, bitches! Remember the motto?
Indigo: …something something…fittest…survival. Shit.

*The cabin cruiser speeds off and the girls survey their options. Shore looked farther away than they thought, but a closer option soon presented itself. An athletic rower was paddling along not too far away. Indigo and Lemon quickly came to the conclusion that facing one guy was better than facing a possible crowd on the beach, and they waved and yelled for him. They were soon spotted, and the rowboat quickly pulled alongside. They all froze for a moment with expressions of mutual recognition. This rower was another Crystal Prep alumni!*

Shining Armor: Uh…enjoying your skinny dip, ladies?
Lemon: Holy shit, it’s Nerd Sparkle’s brother!
Indigo: Yo dude, care to help a couple girls out? I’m afraid we don’t really have much in the way of payment so…

*Shining only knew of these two girls from the accounts of his younger sister whenever she spoke about who picked on her. Unfortunately, he never got the news that these Shadowbolts had turned over a new leaf, and a somewhat mischievous smirk was briefly betrayed from the corners of his mouth.*

Shining: Well…it’s Crystal Prep…and I’m a man after all…
Lemon: Unbelievable!
Shining: I mean, it’s not a good look for me if I haul two naked ladies back to shore like this.
Indigo: Oh spare us the wishy-washy mouthwash!…Lemon?
Lemon: …what?
Indigo: Last one to get him off has to pay for the ride back!

*And just like that, the originally conniving rower found the situation reversed on him as the two girls leapt out of the water and jumped him. In some way, “The Twin Thunderbolts” had indeed struck again…twice. The other three Shadowbolts were not going to believe this story!*