Heaven Or Heartbreak? [COMPLETED]

The Picnic

"Annabelle! Want to go to the park and have a picnic?" I heard Matthew call.

"Sure!" I replied, sending a brush through my curly, dirty blonde locks.

He stepped in my room. "I already packed sandwiches and snacks. Could you pack a blanket of sorts? Preferably plaid."

"Why plaid?" I inquired, raising an eyebrow.

"Err.....I don't know! ...That's what you see in movies."

I stifled a giggle, but rolled my eyes playfully. "We might not have plaid, but I'll check."

He stepped out of my room, and I tied my hair into a high ponytail.

I shook my head. Matthew was so goofy, it was quite adorable.

I went into the hallway and searched the closet for a plaid blanket. I pulled out one that was purple, but had a white plaid pattern.

"Matthew! Will this one do?" I called out.

No answer.

"M-Matthew?"

I felt arms wrap around me, fingers digging into my ribs. "AHAHAHA! MATTHEW! DOHOHON'T!" I giggled, whipping my head around to see a smirking Matthew.

"That one will do nicely. Hmm...but there's one thing I need to do first."

"Hmm?" I inquired.

"Your daily belly tickle!" He dug into my flat tummy without warning.

"Ehehehehehe! Mahahahatthew! Plehehehease.....not nohohow! Tickle mehehehe lahahahater!" I giggled, squirming in his grasp.

"Hmm, alright. I'll tickle you later during the picnic. Be prepared." He grinned, wiggling his fingers menacingly.

I winced ever so slightly. "A-Alright." I said reluctantly. I had no choice.

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"It's so cold," I shivered as the cold wind blew strong. "Maybe we should head back-"

"No!" Matthew said. "No. Today is going to be perfect. Don't be a GRUMP because of the wind."

I grumbled. "Your persuasive ability needs some work."

He narrowed his eyes playfully. "Hey!"   he came towards me threatingly with his fingers.

"No no no, I was joking....wait......NAHAHAHAHA!" I screeched as he dug his hands into my armpits, tickling the soft hollows. My head fell into the grass, as my body was still on the blanket.

"Coochie coochie coo!"

AARGH.

"YOU LITTLE DEHEHEMON!" I giggled, thrashing back and forth. "STAHAHAP TIHIHICKLING ME THEHEHEHERE!"

"I can't. You trapped me!" He snickered. But if I released my arms, he had much better access to my hollows. He knew he practically won.

"Ehehehehahahaha!" I bit my lip, stopping some of my giggles.

"Hmm, if that's how you wanna play..." he stroked a finger up my right  socked sole, one hand still tickling my left armpit.

I now bit the inside of my cheek, determined to suppress most of the giggles. 

He used both hands to dig into the toes and center of both feet.

"AHAHAHAHAHA! STOP! STAHAHAHAP! TOO MUCH! EHEHEHEHE!"

"Say sorry." He grinned as he started taking off my socks. I could not let that happen.

"I'm sohohorry! Just dohohon't take off my sohohocks." I giggled as he tickled up my leg playfully.