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Chapter one: Tickle fight

Everyone started clapping and cheering after I said yes. Then Tim picked me up, hugged me and we kissed. That's all I remember. I wake up with a start, my bad dreams again. It's the middle of the night and the moon is shining beautifully on the lake. I quietly slip out of bed, put a dressing gown on, put my slippers on and walk outside. Although it's not a cloudy night it's still quite warm. There's a rock near the lake so I sit down on it. I feel things jab my side that are in my pocket. I find a black covered drawing pad and a pencil, rubber and sharpener. I open the cover and begin to draw the moonlit lake, to the sound of its waves washing up shore and dragging back down again, this sound is soothing. Suddenly I feel warm hands around my waist and I jump.
"Sorry princess, I didn't me to scare you darling." Tim's voice says calmly.
I smile and lean backward onto his chest, "it's ok." I say shutting my drawing pad, the picture is about half done.
"Oooo what you drawing?" He asks.
"You'll have to wait and see." I say and put the book and stuff down.
"I'll have to wait and see hmm." he says, I giggle, "what if I do this?" He laughs and begins to tickle me. I laugh and fall to he floor.
"Stop! Stop!" I say giggling.
"Never, the king will do as he pleases." he says heroically. I laugh and laugh.
"Please stop STOP!!" I shout laughing.
"Make me." he says. All goes quiet and I smirk, he stops tickling me. I quickly grab my chance and begin to tickle him back. He rolls over laughing.
"Ok ok you've made your point stop now." he says.
"Never." I giggle. Then he picks me up, "fine you win." I sigh.
"I'll leave you to carry on drawing, don't be too long though will you?" He says.
"I won't!"
"Promise?"
"Promise." I say and he leaves.
I finish my drawing after about half an hour so go back to the house. Tim is busy so I go and sit on the bed with my leopard onsie on and think. I'm starring into space when Tim comes in.
"Hello?" he says clicking his fingers.
I look at him.
"Hewo." I say. He smiles.
"What you doin'?" He asks.
"Thinking."
"About what?"
"This may sound stupid but, because like my home town was attacked and I can't go back because I might die.." I breath and my eyes begin to tear up, "does that me this is my home?"
"I suppose so." he answers, "and it's not weird.
A tear rolls down my face "I have a home!" I say happily, "a real home." I manage to add before another tear of joy rolls down my face.
"Aw baby don't cry." he says.
My heart flutters every time he says that "I happy, I have an actual home!" I say emphasising the word home.
He smiles "and this is my home too. this town, this house, you. You are my destiny."
I smile.
"I think we should sleep." Tim says. I nod, I am quite tired. I cuddle up to his chest and fall asleep. No more nightmares.