"Not smack me! My hands! And not hard! Please! Your hands are like twice the size of mine! We've been over that subject once before!" She pulled her hands away with a playful attitude, trying to sound offended. She couldn't help herself and let out a giggle before running away.

Ryker snickered at her reaction, holding up his hands with a mock look of surprise. "Heeey! My hands are not TWICE the size of yours!" He said with a supressed grin. "I won't smack HARD I PROMISE." Ryker chirped with a laugh, jogging after her,

"No no no no no!" She yelled with a laugh, collapsing on the grass and laughing so much she couldn't breath. "Ack" SH managed as she practically died. "My- my legs " she laughed so hard "I- I hate themmmmm" she dragged the "m" out as ping as possible to try to keep from laughing so much but it was no use

"No no no no no WHAT? I SAID I WOULDN'T SMACK YOU." Ryker huffed after her, grinning as she collapsed onto the ground. "hey, don't die on me. I can't take care of Shadow alone." He chuckled, kneeling near her to poke her in the side. "You can stand. I know you can. I Believe in you." He whispered teasingly

When he poked her it made her laugh even harder, as if that was even possible. He had found her weakness: tickles. She rolled away "no poking mate" she said with a fake Aussie accent. She giggled "noe noe noe" she switched to British real quick.

Ryker lifted his eyebrows a little. "People need to breathe, ya know. Cellular respiration needs oxygen to conduct its stuff and make ATP so you CAN laugh." He said with a thick british accent, pretending to look over glasses. "Aaaiiiggghht. Naw pokin. Got it." He drawled in a surprisingly good southern accent, mostly because he already had a southern ACCENT he just thickened it (sorry caps..)

Caps make it great. Don't apologize. ;). )

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Abby took deep breaths. "You ticked me though! What am I supposed to do!?!?" She laid on the ground like she was about to make a snow Angel. She stared at Ryker, awaiting his next move. She braced herself, waiting for the tickles. She knew, deep down, that it was, in fact, going to happen... eventually.

"You are supposed to act like a normal person and at lEAST swat at me." Ryker grinned, gently poking at her side again. "Is it possible for something to laugh so hard they pass out? I mean, we wouldn't WANT that happening, but consider it an experiement." he joked with a mischevious grin, gently starting to poke her side and shoulder.

"Stop stop stop!!!" She joked "ahhhhhh" she laughed so hard again, tears started falling out of her eyes. "RYKERRR" she tried to seat at him but she couldn't get him without getting poked. She twisted and turned to try to escape but she couldn't. She made eye contact with a mischievous look in her eye as she turned and started liking his sides back, trying to see if he had any weakness

Ryker couldn't help a hoot of laughter as Abby just BROKE down laughing. He had never seen anyone look so laughed out. "I'm not ticklish, silly." He grinned evilly, although he did, like all people, have a ticklish spot, it was hard to find. Ryker finally stopped, chuckled as he sat back.