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 Posted: Tue Oct 30, 2012 3:18 pm
Otto flinched, even if only a little, as Eva flicked toast toward him. "Yeah sure, if you can." Otto dared with a raised a brow. He shifted the milk closer towards himself. Just to be a brat. Eva may have been the one to get the food, but Otto would see to it he made it difficult for her to have any for herself. "Yeah yeah.." His icy gaze fell to the fruits that awaited him, taking another large bite of the muffin instead. Fruits tasted more awesome as smoothies, in his mind. Nothing quite like mashing up all the things into an easy to drink medium. Finally finishing off the muffin, he dragged one of the more delicious looking fruits closer.
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Posted: Tue Oct 30, 2012 3:32 pm
Oh ho, was that a challenge?
Eva pouted--perhaps a little childishly--when the boy very obviously moved the milk carton so that it was no longer in her reach. She didn't even really want milk right now, but the fact that Otto dared her to try proved to be enough motivation to make the girl lean across in front of him, wriggling her fingers as she tried to grab the carton.
"Heeey, aren't you the one who said that I should have some milk? And yet you're denying me of it!" There was a long pause, and then she suddenly perked up. Pulling back to her original position, she sloooowly dragged the fruits that Otto had been going for to her side (aka Otto's far left side).
"Well, okay. Maybe I'll just settle for stealing your fruits instead."
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Posted: Tue Oct 30, 2012 3:37 pm
"Uh yeah, duh. Your own milk, not mine." He said very matter of factly. The milk was pushed further away. But then s**t got real up in this b***h. Otto's eyes narrowed as Eva took the fruit he'd been eyeing and shoved it out of reach. "How bout no." Otto mumbled, suddenly lunging for the fruits, half his body on the tabel, his other hand still gripping the milk. Because he was greedy like that. Otto was one of those kids that tried to bring everything he needed downstairs at once instead of taking two trips, after all.
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Posted: Tue Oct 30, 2012 3:47 pm
"Sharing is caring!" Eva declared, laughing as she kept one hand shielding the fruit while the other was used to gently--but firmly--set on Otto's shoulder to push him back. "You have to share at least one of these things, Puppy! At least one!"
Honestly, this wasn't even really about the food. Either of them could have easily just gone back up to get their own milk or fruits, but nope, apparently they wanted these ones.
Looking innocent, she used the hand covering the fruits to pluck a grape off its stem, popping it into her mouth. "Orrrr you can keep your milk and I'll keep my fruits?"
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Posted: Tue Oct 30, 2012 4:01 pm
"Don't think so. You got'em for me, so all of'em are mine. Mine mine mine." Otto declared with a furrowed brow. Oh no she didn't! Eva ate a grape! That was not allowed. She'd crossed the threshold now. The blonde narrows his already razor sharp gaze toward the dark haired woman. "That means war, girly." He uttered darkly. The teen locked Eva's neck in a headlock, milk tucked under his arm in favour of trying to take the grapes.
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Posted: Tue Oct 30, 2012 4:18 pm
The girl let out a squeak of laughter when she suddenly found herself in a headlock, grasping Otto's arm and wriggling in an attempt to get free. When that proved to be ineffective, she paused, reconsidered her options, and then let a cheshire grin spread over her face.
...Oh ho, actually, from this angle...
"Hey Puppy, are you ticklish?" Without waiting for a reply, she reached out and wriggled her fingers against his sides.
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Posted: Tue Oct 30, 2012 4:35 pm
"Wait, huh---N----" He'd made a grave mistake. Left himself open. The teen let go of fruit, and milk. Unable to control himself he burst into laughter. Uncontrollable and involentary laughter. "STOP IT, THAT'S CH-CHEATING LEMME GO!""Noseriouslystoppit""NOW.""Stop!"All in between fits of giggling.
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Posted: Tue Oct 30, 2012 4:56 pm
Freed from the headlock, Eva's expression was mischievious as she continued her tickle attack, pausing briefly to let him catch his breath. With her fingers still against his sides--but unmoving, for now--she lifted her brows at him, clearly struggling not to laugh.
"I don't think I heard a 'please', Puppy?"
Her fingers twitched slightly.
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Posted: Tue Oct 30, 2012 5:03 pm
A moment's pause, finally. Otto took that moment to catch his breath and not laugh. He kept an untrusting eye on Eva, just waiting for an opening to attack or flee. Oh.. she was making demands was she? Part of Otto, a very big part, wanted to remain stubborn and prideful. The other part really didn't want to be tickled anymore; reduced to giggling like a child. Pride won. "....." He suddenly trying to make a break for it.
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Posted: Tue Oct 30, 2012 5:27 pm
Eva looked quite smug, confident that she had cornered the boy. It was because of this confidence that she didn't expect Otto to suddenly break free, blinking after him blankly for a second before running after him.
"Get back here, Puppy!"
.................what were they doing again? How did Eva get from moping, to stealing food, to tickling, and now to this?
It didn't matter. When she was close enough, she reached out to grab him, wrapping her arms around his waist and planting her feet on the ground in an attempt to stop him.
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Posted: Tue Oct 30, 2012 6:07 pm
Crap! Dammit dammit dammit! Otto attempted to twist around tables and chairs to break up the space between Eva, but somewhere along the way she'd caught up to him. Otto let out a short grunt as Eva basically trapped him in a hug of sorts. Well, his antics had done one thing right that day. Eva seemed much happier. Most people's moods he cared little about. Eva was one of very few he'd put an effort in to help. "Dammit!" Otto wasn't going to make this easy for her. That wasn't the point of this game. The teen turned himself just enough to take Eva's face in one hand, tilting her head away and licking her face from jaw to temple. That's right. Cootie attack. All just to get her to let go enough so he could run back for the food.
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Posted: Tue Oct 30, 2012 7:04 pm
Did...did he just...
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He did. Eva stared up at him blankly, her arms still wound around his waist. Slowly, she began to crinkle her nose, as if in disgust...but then she began to laugh. "Oh, Puppy. You should know better than to do something like that"
And then she leaned up, returned the favour, and went sprinting in the opposite direction while wiping her cheek off with her coat.
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Posted: Tue Oct 30, 2012 7:46 pm
It didn't work!Otto seemed disgruntled at first, and then disgusted as she returned the favour. "Yuugh!" As if he hadn't done the same earlier. The teen rubbed his face on his sleeve, then chased after Eva. He hopped over a table, pushed aside chairs (and a stray hunter in the way).
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Posted: Tue Oct 30, 2012 9:44 pm
It looked like a scene one would commonly find in an elementary school. Giggling, Eva sprinted around the cafeteria in an attempt to avoid the blond boy, jumping over and ducking under various tables in an attempt to get away. Of course, their mutual "goal" was to get at the milk and the fruits on the table they had been sitting at, so...
The girl made a beeline for their table, reaching out to snatch up the milk.
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