Week 3 Carla's Date: Cheerleader Contest Part Two

The women spent a few minutes complimenting each other's outfits while Nimue waited for the results. Candy flashed small and flew over to grow big again in Laura's lap. While the two of them laughed, Stacy complained to her twin. "That's it? That's the outfit you made? How is that any different from what I already have to wear?"

"It's blue and grey, totally different. I'm keeping the shades though."

"Ugh, you can have the stupid glasses. I thought you were going to design something for me."

Tracy laughed. "I said you could have mine if you played along, I never said I was going to put any effort into it." Stacy rolled her eyes at the cat girl, but at least she was getting two new outfits. "Besides, Susan here is taking the prize. Laura hasn't stopped looking at her."

Hugging the twins to her, Susan smiled. "Her eyes did bug out when I walked on stage, but everyone looks great. I'm totally wearing this on our date, though."

Misty had pulled her cloak back around her, hiding under the hood, despite Gabriella's assurances that she looked great. Meanwhile, Kim was still beating herself up over forgetting pom poms. "Ugh, I can't believe we didn't get pom poms! What kind of cheerleader doesn't have bloody pom poms?!"

"Everyone here except Anna." Carla joked. She hugged the redhead to her anyways. Kim was being way too hard on herself. Neither of them was all that big on American sports, so why should they have thought of the silly things? "It's fine, you look great, and even if they do get Anna the win, there's always second place."

Kim scrunched up her nose, enjoying the hug despite herself. "Second place doesn't get us bigger tits."

Carla didn't mind that at all, but she didn't want to make her wife feel worse. "I'm sure there will be other bounties, second place gets us a third of the way there." Kim let herself be consoled, maybe they'd gotten first despite the lack of pom poms.

Meanwhile, Anna was starting to regret hers. She was the only one stuck holding the silly things.

Suddenly, the blue-skinned woman clapped her hands like a peal of thunder. "The results will be here momentarily." And with that, a small pink cloud of smoke erupted on stage, clearing to reveal a small pink-haired woman wearing a blue-and-white cheerleading outfit with pink pom poms.

"She remembered pom poms too." groused Kim, while others recognized the short pinkette from other seasons.

"Hey! Aren't you supposed to be a cat?" Tracy called indignantly at the pink feline betrayal.

"I am not a cat!" Little Miss fired back. "No matter what that lazy, lascivious lizard says!"

Candy giggled in Laura's lap as the draconic woman shook her head. They had both seen Little Miss Ter on Cassandra's season. Cat tail, ears, and all. Though the lack of a pink mustache was an improvement.

Nimue cleared her throat and the blushing, totally not a cat girl, took both pom poms in one hand while pulling an envelope out of her cleavage with the other. She handed it over to the blue-haired Fae, then glared at Tracy, who stuck her tongue out in return, and vanished in another pink cloud.

Opening the envelope, the bluenette looked at the note inside and pinched her nose. Hips again? How was she supposed to spin this? "What should I do with this mess?" She thought at her lover, who was laughing in her office.

Shar wasn't going to leave the blue-skinned woman hanging, of course, no matter how funny she thought the situation was. Using Laura's opinion to break the tie would only cause resentment, but the contest had a better answer already baked in. "The contest was meant to have three winners anyways, use that."

Nimue nodded. That made sense, and it wasn't much of an adjustment. "Thank you, my love, though it would be better if you were down here doing this yourself."

"You wouldn't catch me dead in one of those outfits." The vampiric woman's mental laughter rang in Nimue's head. Sharron was dead, of course, and by Nimue's hand. She wasn't going to push the redhead to wear something she'd rather not, no matter how good she thought Sharron would look in one.

Clearing her throat, the Elder Fae smiled at Laura, and then out at the audience. "It would appear we have a three-way tie for first place." Kim's heart soared. Did that mean three chances to win? "Anna Rodriguez."

"Ha! I knew the pom poms were important!" The Hispanic woman winked at Laura.

"Gabriella Escarra." The Spanish woman gasped as Misty gave her a fierce hug.

"What? But that doesn't make any sense." The audience always chose her dead last. Why would they vote her high now?

"And Tracy Black."

"Are you fucking kidding me?!" Stacy was livid. Tracy had barely even tried!

Tracy herself just shrugged. "Don't look at me, I thought Susan had a way better outfit." And bigger tits.

Kim slumped down, looking sad. "Fucking pom poms." Carla hugged her tighter and whispered something into her ear that brightened the redhead up.

"So what does that mean?" Laura asked from her throne."Which one gets first?"

Nimue gestured at all three women while addressing both Laura and the audience, "The contest was meant to have three winners, and so all three will have the first prize. Five Victory points and three thousand Bonus Points to Anna, Gabriella, and Tracy. But nothing to second or third, who was Carla and Kim for second."

"We got second place, isn't that great?" Carla tried to cheer up the redhead who could only think of how close they had been, if only for the damned pom poms.

"And third." Continued Nimue. "Was, of course, yet another tie between Evelyn and Stacy." Stacy was shocked, even she had to admit that Susan's outfit had been better than hers.

Evelyn blinked in surprise. She hadn't expected to rank at all, still not really understanding what a cheerleader even was.

"Now, with the contest finished I suggest you two hurry and change back before Sharron's grace period is over and you lose those clothes." Nimue told Carla and Kim, who rushed back off stage. This time finding themselves in the same small room that had somehow been different for everyone before.

"I cannot believe we came that close to getting bigger tits!" Kim was still aggrieved. "Bloody fucking pompoms!"

Carla chuckled. "I'll buy you some pom poms if that will make you feel better."

Kim turned and kissed her wife, already half naked. "You keep your promise, and we'll both feel better." The singer just smiled, a temporary boost was a small thing to keep the other woman happy. Besides, it was still Laura's date, and she'd love it too.