In a Prank War

It had started this morning, with Crystal sneaking into the bathroom while Victoria was showering and twisting the knob so that she was doused in cold water. Victoria had retaliated by swapping the labels on the salt and sugar containers and ruining Crystal’s coffee this morning. In the bubble tea shop on the way to the mall, Crystal made sure to tell the cute barista all about Victoria’s dry spell and how they were headed to the mall to get her nipples pierced, even though Victoria would never. The look on her face had been priceless!

It was all admittedly juvenile, but it was fun, taking them back to a time before everything had happened, a time when they could goof off without worrying about all of the insane things that came with being a cape. Back when New Wave was still a thing, their parents would definitely be getting on their case about image and reputation right now. Crystal felt a small ache at the memory of her parents, but it had slowly grown into a warm spot in her soul rather than a scar.

She was glad Victoria had moved in her with her, even if it was just for a few weeks or months or whatever. It was nice to see her cousin loosen up without the overbearing nature of Aunt Carol looming over her. Aunt Carol definitely would’ve had something to say about Victoria’s outfit, either pointing out how short the skirt was or how the leggings underneath were sheer. Not outright telling her to change, but making it clear to Victoria that she didn’t approve.

It was all so annoying and Crystal was glad she could give Victoria some familial normalcy for once. Today was on her, after all, Crystal arranging this trip after seeing the poor state of Victoria’s underwear drawer yesterday. It made sense for her to own so much spandex, but with the fighting mostly over, there were definitely reasons to diversify things.

Crystal had grabbed as much lingerie as she could and shoved it into Victoria’s arms, pushing her into a fitting room behind a curtain. That had been 10 minutes ago and now Crystal was restless, already picking out some new stuff in her size and paying for it while Vic was still deliberating.

Then she had a devilish thought, looking around the store a bit. It was busy, but no one was really lingering around, instead just grabbing what they needed and going. The woman at the register was more interested in the next page of her magazine than keeping an eye on her after she’d already bought stuff. Crystal dropped her shopping bag, bending down to pick it up and taking a look under the curtain of the fitting booth.

Victoria was bare foot, but most importantly the clothes she’d worn in here were pooled off to the side behind her. Technically, it was Victoria’s turn in their prank war, but Crystal couldn’t pass up an opportunity like this one, no matter what eventual retaliation Victoria had in mind. Now it was just a matter of how to embarrass her.