Day 18: Tickle Fight
Séan and Evelien are watching Corpse Bride, when Evelien mentions something...intriguing about spiders. Coming up with a theory, Séan decides to test his theory on her, leading to a silly little tickle fight in the middle of the movie.
Séan and Evelien are back for Tickletober, because everyone knows Séan and Evelien deserve some fluffy love. I hope you enjoy!
Séan and Evelien were watching Corpse Bride as a way to welcome some Halloween spirit into their house. It was an awesome animated movie that still gives Séan goosebumps. The stop motion is fantastic! The story is really good, and the music is top notch.
They had finally gotten to the scene where Victor called for the undead to help him and Emily get married. “We decided to do this thing properly. So grab what you can, and follow us. We are moving this wedding party upstairs.” Victor declared, pointing to the ceiling.
Séan and Evelien watched as the group of undead citizens reacted to the news before yelling out “Wedding!” while dispersing in every direction.
They watched as Victor hopped off the stone table, and was stopped by a spider. “Hold on, Victor.”
“Oh noooo…” Evelien raised her hands up to cover her eyes. “Here comes the spider bit…” She mumbled nervously.
Séan bit his lip and pulled Evelien closer. “It’s okay. I’ve gotcha.” He told her, trying to be strong for her.
“You can’t get married looking like that.” She told him, before using her front 2 legs to whistle her army of spiders to help him.
“Oh GOD!” Evelien squealed and covered her one eye.
Séan and Evelien hesitantly watched as 6 spiders with ridiculously long legs sang as they lowered themselves down and landed on his thin little arms. The moment those spiders started walking around on his arm, Evelien and Séan both yelped in horror. “How can he handle that?!” Evelien asked.
Séan seemed to calm down slightly as Victor laughed and tried to handle the rest of the alterations.
“God, I hate it…” Evelien muttered.
“The spiders? Or being tickled?” Séan asked for clarification. “Spiders!” Evelien replied. “Being tickled is fine. But spiders crawling on me?” Evelien shuttered. “Nuh uh…”
Séan raised an eyebrow. “Wait, what did you say?” He asked.
“I don’t like spiders crawling on me.” Evelien replied.
“No, the other thing.” Séan explained.
“Oh…the ‘being tickled is fine’ thing?” She clarified.
“Yeah.” Séan replied. “I mean…If it’s you, then I don’t mind it because it’s you.” Evelien told him. “But spiders tickling me? No way.” She clarified further.
Séan looked at his hands, before looking at Evelien. “You realize that hands feel similar to spiders, right?” Séan asked.
“Well yeah…but I know it’s you…so that makes me feel better.” She described.
Séan smirked slightly. “Alright.” He grabbed the remote and paused the movie right as the dinner scene between Victoria and Barkis was beginning. “Okay.”
Evelien looked at the TV, before looking at Séan. “What are you doing?” She asked.
Séan pulled Evelien closer and wrapped his arms around her. “Gotcha!” He declared.
“You got me!” Evelien reacted, staring at Séan. “Why do you have me?”
Séan smirked. “Because I want to.” He replied proudly. “But it’s not just me that’s got you…” He teased next. “Iiiiiit’s theeee- spider fingers!”
Evelien widened her eyes and squeaked as Séan attacked her sides. “eEEEK! SÉANYYYY!” Evelien shrieked and laughed.
Séan giggled. “What? Why are ya laughin’?” He asked, pretending to be innocent.
“YOHOHOHOUR FIHINGEHEHERRS!” She yelled back.
“My fingers?” Séan lifted his right hand up and pretended to look at the nails. “What about them?”
“eeEEHEHEEheeeheehee! Ihihihit ticklehehehes!” Evelien told him through her newfound giggles. “What tickles?” Séan looked down and gasped. “Oooooh! I get it, it’s the spiders!” He declared.
Nohoho ihihit’s NOHOHOT! Yohohou lihiarrr!” Evelien shot back.
“Lying?!” Séan gasped. “I’ve done no such thing!” Séan reacted before adding his right hand back into the tickle onslaught. “I’m not even tickling you!”
“Thehehen whahat do you cahahahall thihihis?!” Evelien asked.
“This is what you call ‘being tickled by evil little spiders’.” Séan explained as-a-matter-of-factly.
Desperate to gain control of the fight, Evelien threw her hands against his belly. “Paybahack!” She announced.
“GAHAHA- YOHOU LITTLE SHIHIHIT!” Séan bursted out rather abruptly.
“I’M the little shit?! Try looking in the mirror, Spider-Man!” She reacted playfully.
“IHI WAS- EEHEE! I WAS PLAHAHAHAYING AROHOHOUND!” Séan told her through his strong laughter.
“Exactly! What do you think I’m doing right now?” She asked.
“YOHOHOU’RE A MEEHEEHEANIHIHIE!” Séan shot back.
“A meanie?!” Evelien pulled Séan onto her lap, and lifted his shirt up as she took in a deep breath.
Séan yelped in horror. “NonONO-”
“PPPBBBBFFFBBBFBFFTT!” She blew a gargantuan raspberry right onto his belly!
Séan shrieked and let out the longest fit of cackles. “FAAAHAHAHAHACK! EHEHEVILIHIHIHIEN!” He laughed.
“Such a poor, ticklish little leprechaun.” She teased.
“Shuhuhut uhuhuhup.” Séan muttered, pushing her chest lightly.
Evelien laughed and booped his nose in response. “Boop!”
Séan’s eyes went cross-eyed for just a couple moments. Oh…It was ON!
Séan picked her up and playfully tackled her into the couch before tickling her armpits. “Your turn, Gab~”
“eeEEEHEHEHEEE!” Evelien squealed, arching her back and pulling her arms into her sides as more laughter overcame her. “SÉAHAHAhahahan!” She giggled.
“Who’s the poor little leprechaun now?” Séan asked, leaning closer to Evelien’s face.
“Yohohou, stihihihill.” She said back, topping it off with an evil little giggle.
Séan’s smirk widened…and that was the last thing she saw before he shoved his face into her belly and blew a raspberry. “PPPBBBBFFFFBBBFFFTT!”
“eeeeEEEEEEHEEEEE!” Evelien squealed rather high-pitched.
Séan lifted his head up. “Good lord, my poor virgin earholes!” Séan reacted, rubbing his ear.
“Thahahat’s whahat you get!” Evelien told him, poking his chest. “For what?” He asked.
“For tickling me!” Evelien replied.
“Well…” Séan’s voice went super low as he mumbled something under his breath.
“What?” She asked.
“It’s notmyfau-” Séan’s voice dropped to a mumbly whisper again.
“Sorry Séan, I couldn’t hear you. What was that?” Evelien asked, bringing her ear closer.
Séan laughed. “Ihihi said…It’s not my fault you’re so damn ticklish…” Séan mumbled a little louder.
Evelien raised an eyebrow. “Oh reeeaaally?” She taunted mischievously.
Séan chuckled rather villainously. “Uh huh~” He leaned back slightly.
“You’re pretty mouthy for a ticklish little lerse jongen~” Evelien teased, calling him an irish boy in Dutch.
“And what is the little poepie gonna do about it?” He taunted right back with a smirk.
“Why don’t you guess, Séanyboy~” She teased.
Séan chuckled. “Nah…I’d much rather you show me what you’re gonna do.” He told her, in the same devilish little tone.
“Oh, if only it were that easy~” She taunted right back. “Is it not? Please, indulge me~!” Séan encouraged.
“Alright~” She immediately reached for his belly and started skittering as quickly as she could.
“OhFUHUCK-” Séan jumped and yelped as he tried desperately not to fall onto her. But by some miracle, Evelien managed to move out of the way, right as he fell into the couch.
With one quick push, Evelien flipped him onto his back and attacked the right side of his belly. “Evelien-NOHAHAHAHAHA!” He cackled, throwing his head back as more laughter escaped his mouth.
By this point, it was evident that both lovebirds had forgotten about the movie.