9/2/08

Fall

Finally letting a grin slip, Jason receives Katie’s message loud and clear, but relaxes anyway, sure that the war has ended.

But before he even has time to pick his burger back up again, Katie has pinned him down, her fingers to his ribs.

Letting out a shriek, Jason’s laughter finally breaks forth as he squirms and tries to fend Katie off. “Not the ribs, not the ribs!” He can’t help laughing though, and gasps for air, his face getting red.

Shifting his weight he gets a leg up under Katie and attempts to shoot her to the other side of the couch, but his movement backfires. The cushion slides and before he can even react, he’s on the floor on his back, wedged between the coffee table and the couch.

Hearing the ruckus, Trooper comes bounding down the hall, giving a short bark. In one leap, he’s up on the couch with Katie, shaking the entire seat like an earthquake, his tail wagging as he begs to be a part of this fun.

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