Earlier that week:
"I said I want to look nice for him, not embarrass myself! I'd look like a lumpy corn dog in this stuff!" Ditsy finally threw the third dress in a row over the changing room curtain.
"Come on Ditsy!" Sparkler wined at her sister. "Not every stallion likes skinny mares. You don't have to be a size zero to look nice in these things."
Sparkler turned and levitated the rejected items towards the changing room attendee. "Sorry about this," she said with a grimaced smile. "She's just-"
A small crash was heard from the changing room, followed shortly after by a tall pair of heels being kicked out under the curtain.
"I can barely keep my balance as it is, and you want me to wear heels!?"
Sparkler's ears flattened as she quietly whined to herself, "Not this again..."
She back around to the changing room and briefly gritted her teeth. "We're not foals anymore Ditzy! The doctors say you almost have average balance now."
Sparkler winced as she finished speaking, stepping forward to the curtain.
"I'm not average!" Ditsy said on the verge of a scream, "I'm never going to be average! I'm a fre-"
Ditzy couldn't continue, her mouth was suddenly held shut by Sparkler, who had popped her head into the changing room, horn alight. "Don't you dare say that word. We promised."
A moment passed between them as they looked into each others eyes to calm down.
Ditsy took a deep breath as her sister let go. "Take care of Dinky and don't talk down on yourself or your eyes."
She tried her best not to break down. She tried desperately, scrunching her eyes shut. She shook for a moment and almost had it under control, but her face betrayed her as she cracked a smile. Soon they had both broken down into a giggling fit.
After calming down, Sparkler wiped a tear from her eye. "Dad hasn't been gone two days and were already breaking our promise."
Ditzy looked around the changing room, shaking her head slightly. "When he finds out we left her at her friend's to go shopping he's going to have a fit."
Sparkler lifted her own head back up with a naughty grin. "We're just going to have to bribe her to stay quiet when he gets back."
Ditzy nodded in agreement before reaching for another dress. Just as she was about to take it, Sparkler yanked it away with her magic.
"I think that we've had quite enough dress shopping for now," Sparkler firmly stated as she pulled her head and the dress out of the changing room. "Get dressed so we can go get some lunch. We'll try again later."
. . .
"It's just when you're thinking about him that you start tripping, Ditzy," Sparkler told her as they took their drinks from the waiter. "Just take it slow, stick to the simple stuff and you'll be fine."
Ditzy looked down at her drink with a furled brow. "That makes sense I guess." But how do I..." Her grip on her cup tightened.
"take your time," Sparkler said, after finishing her first guzzle from the straw. "We've got all afternoon."
"I'm afraid that If I just keep it simple then he won't notice. He's pretty thick when it comes to..." Ditzy paused then gave a hearty laugh. "well he's pretty thick to a lot of things really, but especially this kind of stuff."
Sparkler leaned forward on the table and stared strait at her sister, giving her a cocky smile.
"What?" Ditzy asked in frustration.
Sparkler just continued to stare at her silently.
Ditzy's eyes opened up a little in realization and she leaned forward aggressively. "How many times do I have to tell you? He's not gay!" she snapped loud enough for half the restaurant to hear.
Sensing eyes on her suddenly, Ditzy leaned back and sipped her drink until she felt they had finally left her alone. "I've seen what happens when stallions make the same mistake. Somehow he's even more adorable when he's all nervous, trying to let them down but still being polite about it."
Sparkler rolled her eyes. "Well, 'adorkable' anyway. But he could just be covering it up—not that I would want him to turn out to be gay." She licked her lip, closed her eyes gently and widened her smile. "But don't worry, he's all yours. And if we play our cards right, then by the time this is over we'll be able to settle it once and for all."
"but how can we get him to notice? I've tried makeup. I've tried getting my hair done. I've even managed to get him to sit with me on the tunnel of love ride." Ditzy huffed and hung her head. "And he still just thinks I needed a partner for the secret shopper survey I made up."
Sparkler gave a strong thinking look to the table as she set her chin on her hand. "Hmm... That's a toughie." They thought quietly until the food arrived.
When they started in on their food, Sparkler spilled a little sauce on her tank top. When she cleaned it up, there was a near clear spot right between her breasts, as if there were a hole in the middle, due to the material it was made of. Ditzy looked at it for a moment then she shot her head up, a small smile forming on her face. "There's still the dress."
Sparkler looked at her sister. "You sure? You were having trouble with them and it would have to be a pretty fancy one to work."
Ditzy nodded her head. "I think I have one in mind too." She leaned over the table as sparkler let her whisper into her ear.
Sparkler, against her normal shameless nature managed to blush for just a moment. She turned her head back to her sister. "Strait for the jugular! You go girl!"
"Well..." Ditzy looked down and blushed. "How else am I even supposed to get his attention? It will be hard to get his mind off all his sciencey stuff during the storm and we've ruled out just about everything else."
Standing up, Sparkler gave Ditzy a look of both pride and mischief. "In for a cent, in for the whole bit bag! Lets go get it!"