Daring put his goggles over his head, snapping the band in the back to ensure that it would stay in place. He took off his glove, and licked his finger, testing the direction of the wind. Putting his glove back on, he bent down to strap his boots into his board. He turned to his opponent and gave them an intense stare.
At the sound of the bell, the two took off. They carved the mountainside, leaving a trail behind them. As they zoomed down the trail, Daring's opponent was getting the better of him. He gave an indignant huff, and leaned forward to gain more speed.
"Cerise, there is no way you are winning this!" Cerise tugged at her hood, and turned to face Daring, now boarding backwards. She gave him a toothy smile, and whipped around again, furthering the distance between them.
They zoomed down the mountain, going through caves and jumps, and all sorts of fun stuff. With each turn, Daring got more and more frustrated. "Oh, come on! Now you're just showing off."
Cerise had just landed from doing some crazy flips in mid-air. "You'll just have to do better, Daring!" She called out as she sped away. Soon, they were at the moguls. Daring grinned as he began to over take Cerise, easily swooshing around the bumps of snow.
As the prince passed her, he gave her one of his signature smiles. The combination of his dazzling white teeth, with the brightness of the snow was no match for Cerise's sunglasses. She lost focus and fell face first into a pile of snow.
"Cerise!" Daring came to a stop, unstrapped his boots from his board, and ran to the wolf girl. Just as he got to her, she had emerged from the snow, looking quite unamused. He couldn't contain the chuckle that was coming out of his body.
Cerise's hood had fallen off, her hair frazzled, and her wolf ears covered with snow. One lens of her sunglasses had fallen off, making her look like a futuristic pirate. She growled angrily at Daring, but took his hand and stood up.
"Not cool, Daring." She brushed off all the snow from her clothes, smoothed out her hair, and pulled her hood back on. "Not cool at all."
"Oh, I'm sure you're still plenty cool," Daring joked. Her glare shot down his smile immediately. "Well, what do you say? Want to continue the race? I promise not to dazzle you anymore." He made his fingers wiggle around as he said "dazzle."
Cerise smirked and rolled her eyes. "And how do you expect to finish the race without a board?"
"Without a board? What do you mea—" Cerise cut him off, pointing at where he put his board. The board was no longer there. Instead, it was moving quite speedily down the mountain, way too far for him to get it now. Daring pouted.
"I may have an idea." He looked at her curiously. She had strapped back into her board, and had put on her extra pair of sunglasses. With a grin to rival Kitty's, she gave Daring a quick peck on the lips. "Let's do this thing."
All of a sudden, Daring found himself hoisted into Cerise's arms, and onto her back. With ease, she turned her board downwards, and they finished the track piggybacking the whole time.
Once the pair crossed the pre-determined finish line, Daring unlatched from Cerise's back. "So technically no one won, right?" Daring asked her, scratching the back of his head.
Cerise let out a throaty laugh. "You wish, Mr. Charming. You lost your board." She poked at his chest. "That means you lost the race." Another poke. "So you are paying for dinner."
Daring sighed dramatically, and then smiled. "Very well. What do feel like eating?" Cerise tilted her head in thought. Her ears perked up underneath her hood when an idea came.
"I don't know about you, but I'm in the mood for some meat right now." She smiled at Daring, who grinned back even wider.
