He smirks and catches up to her. He stops her again.
Celes giggled when his fingers brushed by her side. She moved her arm to block his fingers from tickling her.
He smirks again. "Ah, so you're ticklish?" He asks.
Celes’ eyes opened wide.”Uh... no...” she lied.
He tickles her sides. "Really?"
Celes squealed and started to laugh.”No! Stop!” She shouted. She laughed and laughed.
Schatten doesn't stop. "You ARE ticklish!"
“Ok so I am. So what!?” She asked giggling.
"Now I know you're ticklish." He laughs, stopping.
Celes took a breath. She was breathing hard.
He laughs again, his trench coat blowing in the breeze.
Celes laid in the grass.”Oh god. I feel like I’m dead.” She said breathing hard.
Schatten sits down next to her. "Pff."
Celes kicked his leg giggling a bit. She sat up and poked his ribs. It was her turn to get her revenge.
"I'm not ticklish. You can't get me...." He sticks his tongue teasingly.
Celes pouted and crossed her arms.”Neither am I.” She said. She never likes to admit she was.
"But I thought you were ticklish?"
Celes giggled. She was. She was lying. The smile on her face showed it as well.
He smiles. "Stop toying with my mind!"
“What? I am not doing that.” She lied.
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