The Richards Twins's Story

The wind was becoming uneasy over Stark Towers. Clouds began moving at a faster pace, of course the average person would most likely think it was Thor just showing off but in this case it wasn't. However in the few moments the clouds seemed to speed up, something fell from the sky or some one to be specific.

Sam looked at the tower as he appeared out of nowhere ontop of the helipad. He scanned the surroundings quickly before disappearing again but this time appearing beside some girl with red hair and a girlish looking boy. Sam had his gold blonde hair hanging low with black tips on the edges and base. His eyes were an appeasing neon green which glowed thanks to his creamish tan skin. He had on a purple shirt that was cut down the middle, showing a bit of his muscular chest. He wore black combat pants and gray sneakers.

When he finally stopped analyzing things he looked at the girl and laughed, "Sorry for my weird appearance but would you happen to know where Tony Stark is?"

Cy wasn't too happy with the sudden pick up of wind. But, that was something he could get over. Watching the two talk, he took it as his time to leave. Giving Kat a small wave goodbye he made his way back downstairs. His sister was probably getting antsy. It was then he noticed something out the window. It seemed like flash of black, but it didn't make much difference. Probably just a bird or something.

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Aedan smiled, her cheeks holding a light pink hue.

"Dinner sounds lovely." She laughed, watching every one of Tony's movements.

"You're watching me so closely," commented Tony. He smirked arrogantly. "I like it. So, after your shift, go make yourself all pretty. I'll take you out to a really nice restaurant a few blocks from here."

"Tony Stark I presume?" Sam walked from the bar holding a Bloody Mary and taking a small sip as he took a seat on a stool. He looked over towards the woman who was sitting opposite of him, noticing her beautiful assets. He stated in his sly Italian accent, "I'm sure all the men tell you this but your absolutely smashing darling." He turned his attention back to Tony as he laughed and took another sip. "Quite the collection you've got back their Stark."

“You got a date with /the/ Tony Stark?” Cy huffed, growling softly as he looked through his sisters closet. It wasn’t like this was a new thing, in fact he did this quite often.

“Y-yeah,” Aedan grunted softly, trying her best to keep her mascara brush from slipping. Minimal makeup, as always. It was just dinner, not a date. Right?

Cy growled, a bit of jealousy clinging to his voice.

“You don’t even like him!” He spat, pulling out one of her dresses and holding it against her back. It was a simple thing, red with a long slit up the side that showed off plenty of leg. The bust line was a wonderful V, which accentuated many of her curves in just the right way. “Where did you put those black heels?”

“Which ones, and I do. He seems like a nice man…”

“The ones with the red bows.”

Aedan made a soft gesture towards the closet, and Cy was on it. He wasn’t about to let his sister embarrass herself (and him to some extent) on a date with the man of his dreams.

It was cute the way her brother was fussing over her. Yep, not gay at all. Nope. Thanking her brother, she quickly began to get changed.
Watching her for a moment, Cy retreated back into his own room and retrieved a hat for himself. Sure, he wasn’t going, but it would still be nice to see Kat again, and possibly get another look at Tony.

Once the two were ready to go, they walked out the front door – locking it behind them – and made a bee-line for Stark Towers.

Aedan looked good, or so she hoped. The dress held a suggestive-regal vibe, the red silk hugging her hips and breasts. The hem of the dress cut off at her ankles, peeking at the black heels; and the slit hinted at plenty of leg. She didn’t put on a lot of makeup, other than a bit of rogue and a small touch of lipstick. Around her neck rested a silver choker, glinting in the light of Stark Towers Lobby. Cy smirked. He had always done a good job of dolling up his sister.

“Legs for days~!” He joked, gently poking her thigh to try and get her to smile.