Jackettes & Jackasses

Tickle Fights

*Tabitha's POV*

 I was laying on my stomach in bed when Steve-O walked in the door with ice. I felt him lift up my shirt and place the ice on my back and I winced.

"You okay?" He asked me as he laid on his stomach next to me. I turned my head towards him,

"Yeah I'm fine." I said smiling.

"I just don't like really cold things." I said laughing. He laughed with me,

"Bam got you good with that cattle prod."

"That he did, it hurt like hell. Is it still red?" He sat up and lifted the ice a little,

"Yeah just a little but I think you'll live."

"No shit." I said laughing and shoved him but once I did he plopped onto the floor and i'm sure the whole house heard it. We both busted out laughing.

"Oh you're gonna pay for that." He said getting up.

"No, O! Get away from me! Hurt back remember?" I said laughing as he crawled onto the bed. "Correction, sore back. Once again, I think you'll live." He said with an evil smirk.

"O, I swear to god if you touch me, you're gonna regret it." I said trying to be intimidating and rolling over, pointing at him; but he didn't buy it and jumped on top of me tickling me.

"Stop! It hurts my sides!" I said laughing in between breaths.

"What's the magic word" He said taunting me.

"Please!" I yelled out.

"Nope, try again." He said laughing.

"Fuck you" I said laughing and fighting back, eventually winning and knocking us off the bed. "Ow" We both said as I fell on top of Steve-O.

"I told you, you'd regret it" I said laughing. He laughed too and I placed my head in the crook of his neck. He wrapped his arms around my waist and we just laid there for a moment. "How'd I get so lucky to have such an amazing girl like you?" He said.

"Don't get sappy on me O." I said giggling into his neck. He giggled to and I lifted my head, looking him in the eyes and lingering, pretending to get serious when i said,

"Luck has nothing to do with it, i'm adorable." I shrugged. He busted out laughing which made me laugh too. We got up and then something hit me,

"What was the magic word?" I asked him. He had a evil smirk on his face,

"Steve-O's dick-" I placed my hand over his mouth and he kept talking into my hand.

"I don't wanna hear that you perv!" I said laughing.

"Besides, thats a whole sentence. It doesn't count." He giggled,

"Then how about this." He said as he leaned in and kissed me.

"Thats not a word" I said giggling against his lips.

"You just gotta spoil the fun don't you." He said with a smile, never pulling our foreheads apart and i kissed him again.

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I woke up early the next morning and Steve-O was still sound asleep. I smiled and lightly kissed his forehead before climbing out of bed.

"Don't go." He mumbled. I giggled,

"I'm hungry, i'm gonna go make everyone some food."

"I'll come" He said opening his eyes and grabbing the blankets, about to throw them over when i grabbed his hand.

"No its fine. Just get some more sleep. I like being alone in the mornings."

"You sure?" I smiled at him,

"I'm fine, sleep." He close his eyes and was out like a light. I walked downstairs into the kitchen and got a cup of coffee then walked out onto the front porch, sitting on the swing. The air was cool and damp and nipped at my skin. I pushed off the porch to get the swing move and then pulled my knees up to my chest and sat in silence drinking my coffee till the door opened.

"Oh, sorry i didn't know you were out here." Jeff said.

"Its all good." I said smiling.

"Mind if i sit?" He asked pointing at the swing. I scooted over and patted the spot next to me and he took and seat, drinking his coffee.

"Why are you up so early?" He asked me.

"I don't know, i can never sleep in when i'm at a different house. How about you?"

"Gotta get a early start on the skits for today, make sure everythings ready." I nodded and thought for a moment, maybe this was the perfect time to ask.

"I have an idea to run by you that i've been wanting to do for a while."

"Yeah, shoot." He said motioning for me to continue.

"I wanna swim with a Great White."

"Are you insane? It could kill you."

"Anything could kill me, Jeff."  

"Thats not the point, this is serious." He told me.

"You think i don't know that?"

"Then why do you want to do it?" He asked me.

"Because i love sharks, especially Great Whites. Have you not seen them? They're gorgeous."

"Yeah, to look at, not swim with! They're extremely dangerous!" I scoffed.

"Everythings dangerous."

"Not like this, they are unpredictable."

"You think fire isn't dangerous and unpredictable? And how many times have we worked with it? All i'm asking is for you look around, see if i'd be able to do it. If i can't, fine. If i can, let me. It doesn't have to be in the movie. This is just what i want to do." He paused for a moment, thinking.

"I'll do some research."

"Thank you." I said hugging him.

"Steve-O isn't gonna like this..." He said trailing off,

"I can deal with ‘O." I told him and got up to make breakfast