"Fifth night in a row and I couldn’t fall asleep. I think if this keeps up it’s gonna drive me insane."
Puss laughed, sprinting forward as he tried to catch up on her.
Trill kept running, throwing her arms up for a moment in excitement before spotting the waterfall up ahead. “So close!”
"For a hunter you’ve got a pretty good track record going for yourself, too."
"Cheers to that."
trilliumjones replied to your post:Malice, love. I do believe you are the only Lucifer Loyalist in my flock that I have let live. Why is that?You’re a survivor.
"You have to learn quickly if you want to stay alive topside. "
"No kidding. But you do it well." She paused, "The staying alive part."
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"Like, I’m just glad I managed to stop laughing." He watched her closely, "Don’t start anything you don’t wanna be apart of because like you know I’ll fight back." Of course he would never actually fight her. But when it came to tickling? He wouldn’t let her get away with it. His eyes remained fixed on her as he continued watching her nervously crawl under the covers, "Trill…"
Realizing where she was headed, he quickly tried to reach underneath the blanket to grab her but he was too late. Even if she was barely brushing against the bottom his foot—he was sensitive enough to react. He tried to yank his foot away from her as he continue to laugh, “I swear Trill, like you keep this up and I’m getting revenge. I know for a fact you’re ticklish.” He reached underneath the covers and flailed his arms around to blindly try and tickle her back.
“Yea well, let’s see how long that lasts!” Laughing giddily she poked his side, “Those are some fightin’ words! And here I was under the impression you weren’t the fighting type.”
Ignoring him, she managed to get out of his grab, and got hold of his foot, beginning to tickle it. Bursting into giggles as he started to wriggle and laugh, she heard his threat and quickly released his foot. Squealing as his hands came under the covers to get her, she quickly snagged his wrists and crawled up onto him pinning his hands above his head.
Tilting her head to the side, she looked down at him, a cheeky grin spreading across her lips as she straddled his waist, “Whatcha gonna do now?” Not bothering to wait for an answer she sucked in a breath and held it, cheeks puffing out, then leaned forward and gave his cheek another noisy kiss, her grip loosening on his hands a bit.
Well, my clothes did. I didn’t. It’s fine though.
If you plan on lighting me on fire to get warm I’m gonna still come with you, and seriously, Trill, it’s totally cool to be out like this.
“I don’t know if that makes it better or not. But I’m glad you didn’t get hurt.” She paused, crossing her arms and tilting her head back slightly, “Dude, I would never light you on fire, unless it was for scientific reasons or research. Also I know it’s cool, but I still want to make sure you’re alright. Besides, if you burnt your clothes you’re gonna need some new ones, and I might have some that you could borrow.”
“Good.” Puss smiled, “So, do you want to race all the way to the waterfall?”
“Of course!” Trill exclaimed, grinning anxiously. “On your marks, get set, go!” Springing forward she raced towards the falls ahead, laughing and glancing over at Puss.
Totally not homeless by the way,
just caught a bit on fire,
got cold and tired,
and now I’m here.
So what’s up with you?
"You caught on fire?" Trill asked worriedly. "Dude, c’mon. I’m taking you back to the B&B and getting you warmed up. This is crazy. You shouldn’t be out here like this."
The schmoop factor on this is off the charts, but I thought this sketch was cute so I went nuts on it. I really wish I had a dog, wah. Will this scooby phase of mine ever end? Only time will tell.