Ty and Jeremy had run down to the soccer field near school. They passed slack-jawed people along the way, as they stared at the two headed pair in fear and wonder.
When they arrived, Ty and Jeremy could see a bunch of their friends playing a game. Ty and Jeremy ran over with both their arms waving while shouting. Everyone turned to them, then froze. No one even noticed the ball roll into the goal. Ty and Jeremy struck a pose as everyone gathered around.
"Wow!"
"What happened to you two?!"
"Why are you... stuck together?!"
"How did that happen?"
"Are you guys okay?!"
Ty and Jeremy started to laugh, "Ya guys, we're fine. Jeremy just wanted to be close to someone that's all!"
"Yup, and we can't get much closer!" Jeremy and Ty gave each other high fives. "Ok, so who's team are we on?!" The group of guys looked around at one another without saying a word. "Ok, whatever, I guess I'm on Conner's team!"
"Ok, I guess I'm on Allan's team!" Ty smiled. Both boys started playfully tugging on each other, and trying to pull each other in the other direction, laughing the whole time. "Jeremy, I need to go over this way!"
"But Ty!" Jeremy tugged some more, "I'm on the other team, I need to go over that way!"
"Ok, how about this..." Conner took a step forward. "Seeing how you're two guys in one, You can be on Allan's team, but we get Tommy. Sound fair?" Everyone nodded in agreement, and took their spots.
Ty and Jeremy manged to get the ball quicker than anyone else, and seemed to run circles around the team, and scored the first goal. They claimed it as lucky, but when it happened again right after, Conner called a time out.
"Guys, that's not really fair." Conner was huffing and puffing. He was one of the few who could keep up with the two headed pair, but that wasn't even enough. "You really are two guys in one. Twice the speed, strength and stamina."
Ty looked at Jeremy, and lost himself in thought, "What if... we even the playing field?"
"What do you mean?" Conner sounded interested to hear the idea.
"You can pick two people from your team to be two-headed too!" Jeremy read Ty's mind, and they gave high fives again.
"OK then... me and..." Conner looked around at his team, wondering who would make the best match, and if he would be able to stand being that close to the guy. He continued to look around, then grew a big smile. "Tommy. Me and Tommy."
"What?!" Tommy cried, "M-me?!"
"Why not?"
"Well... ok, I guess." Tommy walked over and stood beside Conner.
"Hang on a second!" Allan piped up, "Ty and Jeremy might be good, but you just said it wasn't fair. How is fusing your two best players together fair?!"
"He has a point" Jeremy sighed and looked at Conner and Tommy.
"You guys said we could pick anyone, and this is who we chose." Tommy said gruffly. "Now... stick me to him, or whatever it is you do!" Ty closed his and picked Conner and Tommy as a two-headed version of themselves, and when he opened his eyes, they were. They both stared at each other, and started to move their arms, getting the feel of being conjoined.
"There!" Jeremy cheered, "Ok let's play!"
"Just wait!" Allan started again, "That's still not fair! We won't stand a chance now!"
"Ok ok!" Ty closed his eyes again, and when he opened them, Allan was side by side with Kent. "Ok, there we go. Our best player, and our worst player, plus me and Jeremy on one team. Does that seem fair?"
"Hey!" Kent screeched.
"What?! NO! This isn't what I meant!" Allan shouted, and started pushing on Kent. "Ty, undo this! Please?!"
"Whatever let's play!" Conner shouted over all the noise, and started kicking the ball down the field with Tommy. They were coming up to where Allan and Kent were still struggling with their new found closeness. Conner and Tommy tried to fake out the other pair, but were trying to go two directions at once, while Kent and Allan tried to stop both of them at the same time. All four stumbled, and Conner and Tommy's momentum carried them forward, crashing right into Allan and Kent.
All four went down in a heap of tangled limbs, and were struggling to get back up. Meanwhile, Ty and Jeremy hand come by, and stole the ball, ran down field, and scored yet another goal.
"This isn't working." Conner sighed.
"No, not really." Allan grunted, "Could you please get off of me?"
"Us." Kent piped in.
"What?"
"Us." Kent said again with a big smile. "We're stuck together remember? So it's not "get off of me" It's get off of us."
"Ok fine..." Allan rolled his eyes, "Just get off." The two pairs were standing by the time the rest of the teams gathered around to make sure they weren't injured. "I think there's only one solution to this whole "fair" business." Everyone went quiet and watched as a grin spread across his face. "Everyone pair up!"