Chapter 3 - Rejected TGS Names: 'Spandex Jockeys'
The girls were all seated around a table in Cheung’s waiting for their food. Susanne, who couldn’t seem to wait was in fact chewing on something that she had found nearby. Emily hoped that it was not scavenged from under the table and made a mental note not to get too near to her mouth. Hopefully this was an achievable goal, but you never know with the TGS.
With an evil kidnapping twin on the loose it looked like the TGS may need to hike up their brightly coloured panties and get down to business. But they no longer had a secret headquarters, their possession of super powers was always in question and they were in no shape for fighting crime these days. However while the girls were lamenting their loss of superheroine status and reasoning that Bruce Willis wasn’t really that important anyway Alison piped up with something that would change everything.
“I saw Heather jogging the other day and she was wearing spandex”
SPANDEX!!!
Well that just changes everything!!
While Heather’s face was turning into the same hue as Superman’s cape and shifting around in her seat in a way that suggested that she could possibly we wearing spandex right at this moment the other members of the TGS were overjoyed.
“What colour is it?”
“Is it the shiny kind??”
“How much stuff can you shove down the spandex before it explodes?”
Despite the fact that spandex to superheroes is what miniskirts are to the Prostitots, the TGS had never really had much to do with it. Of course, while at cycling races Emily had practically been buried alive in it. But never worn it. That was something that none of the TGS ever did. But now it could bring the girls back to being superheroes.
It turned out that Heather had quite the collection. Soon all four of the TGS were decked out in spandex, with their coats and sweaters tied about their necks as capes. Yes, it was a bit snug and Yes, the waitress at Cheung’s did tell them that the 80’s called and wanted their wardrobe back, but the girls were once again ready to do what they do best; Fight Evil…or at the very least confuse it.
Rock on Heather
With an evil kidnapping twin on the loose it looked like the TGS may need to hike up their brightly coloured panties and get down to business. But they no longer had a secret headquarters, their possession of super powers was always in question and they were in no shape for fighting crime these days. However while the girls were lamenting their loss of superheroine status and reasoning that Bruce Willis wasn’t really that important anyway Alison piped up with something that would change everything.
“I saw Heather jogging the other day and she was wearing spandex”
SPANDEX!!!
Well that just changes everything!!
While Heather’s face was turning into the same hue as Superman’s cape and shifting around in her seat in a way that suggested that she could possibly we wearing spandex right at this moment the other members of the TGS were overjoyed.
“What colour is it?”
“Is it the shiny kind??”
“How much stuff can you shove down the spandex before it explodes?”
Despite the fact that spandex to superheroes is what miniskirts are to the Prostitots, the TGS had never really had much to do with it. Of course, while at cycling races Emily had practically been buried alive in it. But never worn it. That was something that none of the TGS ever did. But now it could bring the girls back to being superheroes.
It turned out that Heather had quite the collection. Soon all four of the TGS were decked out in spandex, with their coats and sweaters tied about their necks as capes. Yes, it was a bit snug and Yes, the waitress at Cheung’s did tell them that the 80’s called and wanted their wardrobe back, but the girls were once again ready to do what they do best; Fight Evil…or at the very least confuse it.
Rock on Heather
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