Scissors

Like true twins, they mirrored each other. They had both chosen scissors, how anticlimactic.

“Okay,” said Lily. “So, we’ll just go again. Ready?”

Suddenly Nate thought of a great idea, and “coincidentally” Ashley thought of it too.

“Actually girls, you both have to strip.”

“What!” they cried.

“It was a best of three.”

“But we just have to go again.”

“What if you tie again? Or why don’t we make it a best of five, or seven. Why don’t we keep going on forever until we run out of time?”

“I’m fine with that,” said Ivy.

“Me too,” said Lily.

“No, this is what we are doing. Now strip.”

They removed their matching dresses.

‘Wow,’ thought Nate and, as he read the room, most everyone else. ‘They really are the same in almost every way’

They were like mirror images of each other. They were both cute and a little shy, as indicated by their body language, which on full display. Nate wondered if there was a way to test how similar they were as he considered what to have them do next.