Dares Get You Nowhere
"Face it, Wave, you couldn't handle it." Jet teased lightly to the female bird. The swallow put her hands (or wings) on her hips.
"I could, too! You're the one who can't take the heat!" Wave shot back. The two of them were dishing out who could do what. Jet smirked at his friend.
"Alright, I dare you to race me on a motorcycle. Whoever gets to the top of the Triple Twin Towers first, wins. Deal?" The hawk asked.
"Sure thing, hotshot, but we don't have motorcycles." Wave reminded him. Jet just smiled at her.
"They don't call us thieves for nothing."
JET'S GURL
After the two had robbed a motorcycle shop, they had decided to go shoplifting for some riding clothes. Jet was waiting for Wave to get finished dressing from behind a thick tree.
"If you don't hurry up, the security cops are gonna find us. What's taking you so long anyways?" Jet asked impatiently. Just then, the purple bird stepped out of the tree's shadows.
"How do I look?" Wave said blankly. Jet couldn't keep his eyes off of her body. She was wearing tight fighting leather pants and a matching leather top and jacket. "Well?" she continued, seeing that Jet wouldn't reply.
"Um… You look…" Jet started, but was cut off by a siren going off. The two rouges turned around to see a cop car racing towards them.
"Time to go!" Wave shouted as she jumped onto her ride. Jet didn't need telling twice about hitting the gas.
"Let the fun begin." Jet said excitedly. The two friends had started the dare, but were also starting a police chase. The roaring of the car behind them made it really fun. Jet and Wave were so used to this that it didn't faze them as much as it would a first-time thief. Wave gave Jet a playful smile as she passed him. The security sped up to her quickly, but knowing Wave, that wouldn't stop her. Jet watched in amazement as Wave launched into the air. The automobile screeched to a halt, almost ramming into a brick wall. Jet zoomed by, unnoticed by the driver of the car. Jet knew that Wave would be okay, so his thoughts flew to the Triple Twin Towers.
Soon, the Towers were in sight. Jet was laughing slightly, but stopped. Where was Wave? As if on queue, a horrible wreck could be heard miles off. Jet turned his head towards the sound.
Wave? Even though Jet was this close to winning the race, he pulled back to go find Wave. It didn't take long to find Wave and the security guy.
"Put your hands in the air where I can see them!" he shouted at Wave, pointing a gun on her.
Before she could lift her arms, Jet grabbed her by the wrist and pulled her up on his motorcycle. Together, the two of them escaped jail.
About ten minutes later, they had reached the Triple Twin Towers. Jet put his motorcycle at full speed as he rode up the side of a tower. Once they reached the top, Wave said,
"Kiss me…" Jet turned around to face her.
"What?" he asked. Wave leaned in closer to him.
"I dare you."