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Elsa turned onto her side as Anna crept into her room.
"Elsa! Psst!" whispered Anna as she clambered onto Elsa's bed. "Elsa! Wake up!" Anna climbed on top of Elsa and shook her. "Wake up, wake up!"
"Go back to sleep." said Elsa, with her eyes still closed.
"I just can't." said Anna, flopping on top of Elsa, "The sky's awake, so I'm awake, so we have to play!"
"Go play by yourself."
"No way, Elsa!" When Elsa still remained in bed with her eyes closed, Anna sat on top of her. The 18-year-old sighed and looked at her older sister's sleeping form. Anna poked Elsa in the stomach, and she jolted awake with a giggle. Confused, Anna poked her sister again, which elicited another giggle.
"Elsa, are you... ticklish?" Anna asked in disbelief, continuing to poke and prod her sister's stomach.
"Noho, Ihi'm not, nohow stohop it, Ahanna!" Elsa gasped through her giggles.
"I can't believe it! You are ticklish. The Snow Queen, Queen of Erindale, is ticklish!" Anna poked one of Elsa's ribs, and Elsa screamed, then started laughing hard. Anna continued poking and pinching Elsa's ribs until Elsa was breathless. As Elsa recovered, she formulated a plan. In one smooth motion, Elsa sat up, grabbed Anna's feet, turned Anna over so she was lying on her stomach, and then sat on her feet. Anna's soft soles pointed invitingly upwards. Anna scrunched up her toes, but it was no use. Elsa started stroking Anna's soft soles, and within seconds Anna was a mess of laughter. Anna finally escaped Elsa's grasp and called an official tickle war as she began tickling the back of Elsa's knee. Elsa snorted before bursting out laughing again. She reached for Anna's sides and squeezed them, and Anna clamped her arms to her sides, but Elsa was too quick and poked her wherever she could not cover herself. The tickle war very quickly ended with Anna getting hold of Elsa's feet. Elsa never went outside, and certainly never took off her shoes unless she was in bed. As a result, her feet were very sensitive. All Anna had to do was stroke them lightly and Elsa was choking out a surrender. Anna gleefully declared Elsa a prisoner of war, and continued tickling her feet.
"Nooooooooo faaaaaaaaaaair, Annaaaaaaaaaaaaaa!" Elsa finally used her icy powers and got Anna off of her. She lay recovering for a few minutes, as Anna lay on the ground, trapped inside an icy prison. When Elsa had enough strength to stand, she released Anna, and they went to have breakfast.
"Elsa! Psst!" whispered Anna as she clambered onto Elsa's bed. "Elsa! Wake up!" Anna climbed on top of Elsa and shook her. "Wake up, wake up!"
"Go back to sleep." said Elsa, with her eyes still closed.
"I just can't." said Anna, flopping on top of Elsa, "The sky's awake, so I'm awake, so we have to play!"
"Go play by yourself."
"No way, Elsa!" When Elsa still remained in bed with her eyes closed, Anna sat on top of her. The 18-year-old sighed and looked at her older sister's sleeping form. Anna poked Elsa in the stomach, and she jolted awake with a giggle. Confused, Anna poked her sister again, which elicited another giggle.
"Elsa, are you... ticklish?" Anna asked in disbelief, continuing to poke and prod her sister's stomach.
"Noho, Ihi'm not, nohow stohop it, Ahanna!" Elsa gasped through her giggles.
"I can't believe it! You are ticklish. The Snow Queen, Queen of Erindale, is ticklish!" Anna poked one of Elsa's ribs, and Elsa screamed, then started laughing hard. Anna continued poking and pinching Elsa's ribs until Elsa was breathless. As Elsa recovered, she formulated a plan. In one smooth motion, Elsa sat up, grabbed Anna's feet, turned Anna over so she was lying on her stomach, and then sat on her feet. Anna's soft soles pointed invitingly upwards. Anna scrunched up her toes, but it was no use. Elsa started stroking Anna's soft soles, and within seconds Anna was a mess of laughter. Anna finally escaped Elsa's grasp and called an official tickle war as she began tickling the back of Elsa's knee. Elsa snorted before bursting out laughing again. She reached for Anna's sides and squeezed them, and Anna clamped her arms to her sides, but Elsa was too quick and poked her wherever she could not cover herself. The tickle war very quickly ended with Anna getting hold of Elsa's feet. Elsa never went outside, and certainly never took off her shoes unless she was in bed. As a result, her feet were very sensitive. All Anna had to do was stroke them lightly and Elsa was choking out a surrender. Anna gleefully declared Elsa a prisoner of war, and continued tickling her feet.
"Nooooooooo faaaaaaaaaaair, Annaaaaaaaaaaaaaa!" Elsa finally used her icy powers and got Anna off of her. She lay recovering for a few minutes, as Anna lay on the ground, trapped inside an icy prison. When Elsa had enough strength to stand, she released Anna, and they went to have breakfast.
The Pixies' Revenge
The mesmerizing elf struggled, but it was to no avail. She was tied spread-eagle to the ground and there was no getting out of it. Shila cursed herself for allowing herself to get into this situation. It all started a few days ago... She had left the Elven city and her parents behind, thinking that she was ready to go out into the world. When elves left the city's protective bubble, they often experienced strange sensations for a week or so. Generally this involved feeling much more ticklish than normal. Because of this, Elves usually camped just outside the bubble for a week, but she had been so arrogant and decided that she wanted to
Mira's Tickle Torture
Mira sighed, staring at her computer screen. She wasn't getting anywhere with her story! She figured she had writers block or something. As she fidgeted on her hard, wooden chair, she caught a glimpse of herself in the full-length mirror leaning against her wall. Her hair was thick and jet black, it reached the beginning of her calves. It was currently tied back in a long, sleek plait. Her wide, slightly sunken eyes were deep, violet pools of liquid. Her red lips were not so thin, but not full either. She was tall with a model-like body, and her body was toned and fit from her cross country and track running. She was thin, with long
The Seasons
All the birds and all the bees,
Come out to play in the sweet spring breeze,
A hummingbird zips on by my head,
A bouquet lays on my small bed,
A woodpecker raps out a tune,
I can still see the full moon,
Against the clear blue sky.
All the birds and some small bears,
Come out to play in the summer air,
A swallow warbles on a high branch,
A squirrel plays in some ash,
It very slowly turns to night,
I sigh in the pale moonlight,
and watch as the pink moon blots out the stars.
All the animals and furry things,
come out to play in the piles of leaves,
The leaves turn orange and red and green,
the branches of plants begin to lean,
An acorn drops
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Cute!!