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"This is Zatanna.  

Evael a egassem."

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[backwordscompatible]

Welcome to the dark side. We have cookies.

[allthesensors]

I don't see any cookies, only popcorn. I feel like this is false advertising.

[backwordscompatible]

They're in the cupboard above the fridge. Oreos.

[allthesensors]

You were holding out on the Oreos? [Tsks at her. Eyes the cupboard like he is considering getting them, but he doesn't make any motion to go to it.]

[backwordscompatible]

I figured they could be a surprise reward for later...if you behaved yourself.

[allthesensors]

Oh yeah? How am I doing so far?

[backwordscompatible]

Let me put it this way: getting you an Oreo would mean having to get up right now.

See the dilemma?

[allthesensors]

I'm seeing it.

[And that encourages him to put both of his arms around her, one over her shoulders and the other around her waist. You know, just in case she decided to change her mind and go for the cookies.]

Cookies or...this is a hard choice.

[backwordscompatible]

[She lets out the faintest squeak as he envelops her in his arms, laughing. Her arms are pinned to her sides in the process, keeping her from retaliating in any way.]

[allthesensors]

[She squeaked...he can't resist finding out now if she's ticklish or not. Commences tickling!]

[backwordscompatible]

[She is so going to kill you when this is over]

[Not that she was particularly ticklish...no more than the average person, at least...but the way his fingers danced across her sides and stomach, it was enough to leave even her squirming.]


Ahh~! No fair, no fair!


[In between vain attempts at catching her breath, she twisted and pushed against him, hoping to escape. No such luck.]

[allthesensors]

Surrender all your cookies and this will be over!

[Cackles as he continues to tickle her. Though he is also laughing on top of his obnoxious cackling.]

[backwordscompatible]

Never!

[In all her twisting, about two inches of her stomach were exposed when her shirt rode up. Leaving her even more vulnerable and tickling. She shrieked when he hit bare skin, attempting to pull at least one of her arms free.]

[It took a full twenty seconds, but eventually she managed to get her left hand in a proper position to fight back. Alternating between smacking at his hands and reaching for his stomach. Still gasping for air in all the hysterics.]

[allthesensors]

[It was one thing when he was tickling her side, it's another another when he begins to tickle her bare skin. His cheeks turn a little red and he's partially distracted, so it makes it a lot easier for her to fight back.

He's still laughing and then he almost...almoooost lets out a squeak of his own but manages to squash it, when she tickles his stomach. At this point the two look pretty ridiculous and he's laughing so much that he's not really paying attention to what he's doing.

He ends up losing his balance and off the couch they go!]

[backwordscompatible]

[Fortunately, the distance wasn't too far for them to fall. Unfortunately, Zatanna was too out of breath to properly shield herself regardless, and her shoulder hit the ground in a most unflattering way. Not enough to cause any serious damage, but enough to make her groan for a moment.]

[She rolled to her side, feet still partially propped up on the seat she had fallen from. From the sound--and feel--of things, Robin was directly behind her in a similar position, one hand still wrapped around her waist.]


Well...that was...graceful....


[She manages in between gasps of air]

[allthesensors]

Oof!

[They were one big tangled mess at the moment. Robin was feeling a little dizzy after smacking into the ground. Shifts about so he can undrape his body from her.

Rolls off of the couch and hops up onto his feet. He dusts himself off and then he offers her his hand to help her up onto her feet.]

Let's get ourselves some cookies.

[backwordscompatible]

[It takes her a moment longer to recover, but she accepts his help in rising to her feet.]

Nice one-track mind there, Robin.

[allthesensors]

This is Oreos we're talking about and I am willing to bet you have some milk too.

[Keeps her hand in his.]

[backwordscompatible]

[Doesn't pull away]

Duh. They are milk's favorite cookie.

C'mon, then.

[allthesensors]

[Off to the kitchen he goes with her hand in tow.]

Even in space, with all of the other cookies milk can choose from, milk still chooses Oreo. That is devotion.

[backwordscompatible]

Clearly, it was a match made in cookie heaven.

[allthesensors]

[Reaches up for the cookies when they arrive. Helps himself to one right away and then holds the package of cookies up to her. He'd say something but he has a mouth full of cookies.]

[backwordscompatible]

[She's already got the milk out, set on the counter and reaching for a glass with her free hand by the time he's figured out where the cookies are. Pulling away from him to accept and twist her chosen cookie, she dips the side with more cream on it before taking a bite]

[allthesensors]

[Sets the cookie container down on the counter and then he reaches over to dunk another cookie in her glass of milk.]

I feel like we were suppose to be watching a movie or something...

[backwordscompatible]

[Rude. Get your own milk.]

This seems to keep happening to us.