What the doctor ordered

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Aya set down her pen and cradled her chin in her hands. She was trying very hard not to growl at her sister. Very, very hard. They'd had several bad cases in a row today and that never helped things, but now they were suppose to be winding down. The day was over, time to relax.

It wasn't working out that way.

"I know, Maya" she managed through gritted teeth. Her sister was pacing quickly back and forth across the room, a heat haze following in her wake. They were both geared up, over drive they tended to call it, a point where their cells didn't realize that the excess energy wasn't needed. It put them on edge. More than that, it made them...bitchy.

They both snarled as a knock sounded on the office door, the poor intern that stuck her head in paled when she saw the dual sets of glowing eyes fixing on her. The message was dropped just inside the door as the young woman sensibly fled. "Too much more..."

"I know" Aya snarled again, rising from her desk and tossing her lab coat on the chair behind her. She didn't want to start singeing things in their wake, she knew they needed to get out of the hospital...she just didn't need her sister telling her every few minutes! "You nag a lot Maya."

"Yeah, it's the only way you do anything!" Maya kicked open their small closet and snagged a pair of running shoes to throw at her sister, then flopped down to put her own on. "Put your damn shoes on."

Aya caught her pair and sat on the desk to do just that, muttering and cursing under her breath so they didn't end up in a full scale screaming match today. People got out of the way as the sisters stalked down the hall to the nearest exit. Fully synchronized they both pulled open a door and stepped out to toe the sidewalk, settling their shoes.

There was no starting gun. No green light flashed to signal the start, one of them simply broke off in a direction with the other following immediately. It wasn't easy to burn off the energy that could build up between them, that was why they'd started doing these running sessions. Bouncing off of walls and buildings was a lot more forgivable than tearing shreds out of all and sundry. They threw themselves off railings and over walls with single minded intensity.

It was a race sort of, the leader at the time determining random shifts in direction or the newest obstacle until a jump or shortcut put the other ahead. They were running neck and neck today, elbowing each other and ricocheting around corners a bit too fast for the treads on their shoes to handle.

Somehow a park became their final destination, and a statue the focus of their rivalry. It was a tall statue more than capable of providing nooks and crannies for the girls to launch themselves ever higher until they fought over the perch at the top. Ansem's open hand to be exact. Maya held it the longest, though both tumbled and fell down onto the grass at the statues feet as the sun finally began to set. They lay there, spent, as the stars came out and the night air dried the sweat on their faces, then finally Aya shifted enough to lay her head on her twin's shoulder "So...where are we?"

"No idea." Maya admitted tired "Got a phone?"

"Nope."

"...oops."

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Braig and Dilan ran just because they could. Although it was more of a speedy amble for Dilan if he was out with Braig.

They knew where they were, so when they spotted the girls flopped around on the ground it was just a, "Hey, didn't know you were in our neighbourhood."

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"Heyyy," Maya drawled, pointing up at the men obscuring the early stars. "I just figured out where we are! Braig and Dilan's neighborhood!"

"Gee, thanks Sherlock." Aya chuckled, thunking her head on Maya's shoulders in lieu of poking. "We didn't know either. It was a running kind of day. Just out of curiosity, how far are we from the hospital?"

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"About eight miles. You two really booked it." Dilan sounds approving, "Care to come over for supper, since you're already here and home is only a couple of blocks away?"

They're all sweaty (Dilan is all sweaty. Braig only lightly sweats no matter how much he works out), and at the end of their run. Braig is breathing hard, Dilan...well. Isn't.

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"Eight miles in zigzags...not bad." Aya lifted her arms to observe the shivery 'gee you're tired now' effect, then wiggled her fingers.

"Gentlemen...the jellyfish dance." Maya giggled and started to weave her fingers and arms in much the same manner. It was a bit of tired giggling later before they remembered the question. "Yeah, sure!"

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"Want to be carried?" Dilan could carry the two of them, no problem, and; "It'd let me get an actual workout."

"Dude! Puncture in the egosphere! See Braig puff up like a pufferfish!

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"If you carry us you might get a zap or boost or...something random." Aya warned. "Was an overdrive kind of day and we may be worn out..." but their cells could still snark?

"That wasn't a 'No' though." Maya pointed out. "Though, I have to say, No, can't do that, too close. We'll manage."

"Right." Aya nodded and hauled herself upright into a sitting position.

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"Okay." Dilan doesn't offer his hand after Maya says it'd be too close, "Then I'll sprint home and take my shower, that way there'll be two for the three of you to argue over when you get there."

They have a guest bathroom.

"And I can start supper. Glad I haven't gone shopping in over a week, everything in the house is safe for you." He suits action to words and just takes off.

Braig stares at the rapidly departing ass and remarks, "I could hate him, but that's just too beautiful a sight to loathe."

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"Why argue?" Maya asked. "Aya and I can share."

"Wicked girl." Aya murmured to her sister, but they both just tilted their heads and watched Dilan dash off anyway. Sighing in duet? Yep! "If you hated him you'd be hard pressed to replace him." Aya noted with a grin.

"Mmmm." Was Maya helpful comment. "Shall we?" She could hook her sister's arm, and Aya could offer her other arm to Braig!

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"Very wicked." Braig agreed with Aya, taking Aya's arm and giving her hand a squeeze. "Lets go, then. You two can borrow clothing after you shower, if you don't mind my trousers. Dilan's would eat all three of us for lunch and go hunting someone else."

Shirts, of course, they can borrow from either man.

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"Don't mind her, she can be a wicked, wicked nurse when she chooses to be." Aya grinned, then stumbled into Braig when her sister elbowed her.

"Only when it makes people smile," Maya sniffed primly. "And yes, your pants I think, unless we're willing to wear Dilan's shirts as dresses. The idea of rogue pants running off with us just isn't as appealing a notion as relaxing with a nice dinner."

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"...Promise?" that was with a grin around Aya for Maya. He caught Aya when she stumbled into him, with a quick kiss on the cheek while she got her footing back.

"I'll get him to bring you guys some when we get back, then. If you want he'll toss your stuff into the laundry for you." pause, think, "If you turn your back on your stuff for more than five minutes he'll toss it into the laundry for you."

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"Cross my heart." Maya grinned. "And clean clothes sound wonderful. HE won't have to snag mine and run!"

"Or mine." Aya appreciated the balance aid and elbowed her sister back in revenge. A shallow, ill coordinated elbowing, but hey, hard to nudge people when elbows were being held!3

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"Awesome." Braig is a smug sexy bastard with beautiful busty blonde twins coming home with him. Boo yah.

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His neighbors hated him on general principal? They weren't even jellyfishing after a block or so! Aya and Maya felt it was a wonderful time to start singing 'When a Felon's not engaged in his employment'? It was the three people hooked arm in arm thing. Really.

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Braig joined in, and while his voice was nothing to write home about, it was decent enough to blend with theirs. At the house he opened the door for the girls and waved them in.

Dilan was heading out of the shower in a (very large) towel, and his cat was sunning herself on a window-seat.

"One bathroom in here," he pointed back the way he came, "And one down the hall. Yell if you need anything that isn't in the bathrooms."

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Decent was good! It went with Maya's low soprano and Aya's high alto rather well! And it generally meant they were laughing and trying to remember the very last stanza by the time they arrived...

...straight into towel clad Dilan. Well. Well well. Welcome home.

And kitty.

"We call which ever shower is bigger?" Because Maya hadn't been joking about sharing? It saved water and kept their hosts from waiting too long for them to be presentable! Aya, meanwhile, was letting Cat sniff her fingers and enjoying the show?

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"The one I just came out of." Dilan pointed, "We had it custom built to my size."

Braig grinned salaciously, "It'll fit several other people with him, too. Dude, grab them shirts and pants?" Dilan saluted Braig and headed off to get dressed and find clothing.

Cat, meanwhile gave Aya a contemplative lick and then went back to sunning.

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"Then we call that one!" Maya said cheerfully enough. "And we'll keep the spaciousness in mind, but for now you bathe alone Braig. Sorry, it's just biology and all!"

Aya smiled and fuzzled Cat's ears slightly before stretching and sauntering back to her sister. "Granted, the same argument could be used later for sharing a shower, but regardless, I want clean." Bye bye Braig! They could totally find the shower by following the scent of water in the direction Dilan had indicated!

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Dilan knocked a bit after they were in, then opened the door long enough to slide in two sets of Braig's trousers and two of his own shirts...and to take their clothing away to wash. "You two doing okay?" he asked, eyes politely averted from 'girlfriends-in-shower'.

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"Trying to figure out when I banged my shoulder..." Aya admitted.

"I'm betting the statue. My hip though..." Maya chuckled, rinsing her hair.

"Was that doorway when you took us through the bazaar." Aya snorted. "We're fine. Comparing bruises before we heal them is kind of a...post game score card?"

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"I understand." Dilan laughed, shaking his head, "You found all the soaps, right? And towels?"

Both in the cupboard in the bathroom.

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"We did! We've got the greenish one." In case he had a list or needed to keep track of what was used and unused? And they'd stacked clean towels closer to the shower. "Greenish one with black wax around it. It's ominous soap."

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"That'll work for Aya," Dilan said, shuffling in the cupboard for a moment, then tossing a yellowy one with honeycomb on one end over, "but Maya, try this one. You've got slightly different body chemistry, and this will be amazing on you. Since you're untouchable right now I can at least enjoy sniffing."

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There was a kind of 'thonk' noise, then the sound of someone slipping and dead silence before giggling. "SOAP FROM ABOVE!"

"THE HORROR!" That one was definitely Maya, and from...a lower spot in the shower than before.

"Her only weakness! Or, you know, we suck at catching things." Aya laughed and helped her sister back up from the crouch she'd slid into after getting beaned by soap.

"At least it was soap with romantic sentiment?"

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"Best kind." Dilan said, sliding out again with a chuckle that rumbled. Distantly there was a sound of male voices chatting with each other through another door, then Dilan whistling (out of tune) and crashing about in the kitchen.