tkltober day 15: Tickle Fight
The Owl House - switch!Edric, switch!Emira
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This was probably a stupid idea. But now he had set his mind on it, and besides, he’d been itching all day to cause some mischief. And if the mischief was gonna get him his sister’s funny snort laugh, great! (And if it was gonna backfire on him, even better.)
Years of messing around with Emira had taught him the best method for a mission like this: the surprise effect. Using the same strategy too many times would immediately set her off, she was too smart not to notice that. No, you had to keep her on her toes, make it impossible for her to know what was gonna happen next. Today’s foolproof method: creating a bunch of illusions of himself, then join them in their fierce battle cry and charge at her like an absolute maniac.
Edric grinned to himself when he saw Emira’s eyes flicker around in bewilderment, trying to figure out which of her attackers was her actual brother. Works every time.
“Boo!” He laughed alongside her, drilling his fingers into her hips. “Gotcha good, huh?”
“AEHEHEHE- EHEHEDRIC, WHYEHEHEHE?!”
“No reason.” Merciful as he was, he moved his hands up to her sides - she should get a chance to fight back after all. “I just wanted to heeeeeear- this!”
A snort slipped out of Emira’s mouth and she brought a hand up to cover her mouth, frantically grabbing his wrist with the other. “Yohohohou- *snort* dhahah- dohohon’t!”
“Why should I?” Edric smirked and squeezed her sides once more, drawing another snort out of her. “What are you gonna do, stop me?” With a single finger he poked her ribs and Emira spasmed in his hold.
“AIE- thahahat’s ihihit!”
Determined, she dug into his armpits and even though the merciless attack nearly made him drop to the ground on the spot, he kept his hands latched to her waist. “Ghahaha, Emirahahahaha! Nahahahat thehehehere!”
“Ohoho, buhut yohou cohould tihihickle my hihips noho- nahahaha!”
Edric squealed and pressed his arms to his side, his knees buckling a little when she pressed her fingers into that cruel spot just above his ribs. “YOHOHOU AHAHAHARE SOHOHO MEHEHEHEAN!”
Emira grinned and pushed him back against the wall, not slowing down her tickling one bit. “Oh come on, you knew this would happen.”
“Yes, you did. Next time you want me to tickle you, just say so.”
Edric felt a blush creeping onto his face and he squeezed his eyes shut so he wouldn’t have to see her awfully smug face anymore. “IHIHIT’S NOHOT LIKE THAHAHAT!” It was exactly like that and they both knew it, but that didn’t mean he had to admit it, did it now?
“Oh, it’s not? Then what is it, dear brother?”
Instead of an answer, he summoned all of his self control to reach out and prod her hips. The force with which she toppled over sent both of them tumbling to the ground and he caught his sister’s fall, still panting heavily when he looked at her. “You good?”
“Yeah yeah.” Emira sat up with a grunt and grinned down at him. “You’re an idiot.”
“Maybe I am.” Edric grabbed her shoulder to pull himself up as well, then he stuck his tongue out. “And maybe you were right. I might have wanted this to be the outcome.”
“Yeah, I know.” Emira fondly shook her head and Edric bumped his shoulder into hers.
“I also wanted to hear those ugly snorts though.”
