Witch Craftz

Chapter 3: On One Condition

Mari's POV

Aaron looked like he was freaking out about the question that I didn't even ask yet.

"Aaron, are you okay? I think we need to get you to sit down or something" He turned pale when I asked him if I could ask him about something. I didn't even ask him the question yet? Was he nervous? Guess I'll have to make sure he's ready for impact next time.

Aaron's POV

The last thing I remembered was Mari helping me get on the couch.

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I wake up to the smell of something cooking,

"Mmm" I mumbled.

"Seems like you're awake" I heard muffled by my pillow.

"Ugh" I groaned in response. She just laughed at my response. I suddenly shot up from the couch and Mari stood frozen in place from my sudden movement. She looked me up and down, and burst out laughing. I pretended to look offended, but that only made her laugh harder. I got up from the couch and pretended to be serious

"Stop laughing" I playfully threatened.

"What if I don't want to?" She threw back at me.

"I'll tickle you" I raised my eyebrow and stood there with my arms crossed, but she already was on the floor from laughing too hard. I just got over her and started to tickle her to make her laugh even harder.

"Stop!" She pleaded while she ran out breath.

"No thanks" I said while casually tickling her when she was spazzing out. I started laughing a little later since she looked so funny. She then stopped laughing from my tickling and stared into my eyes.

Mari's POV

He started laughing in the middle of his tickle fest and I stopped. I looked at him, wondering why he started laughing when I had the greatest idea. I smirked, and he gave me a confused look. I started tickling him, and he fell off of me. I climbed on top of him and started to take my revenge. I was laughing since he was even more ticklish than I was.

"St-Stop!" Aaron was gasping for air.

"How about no?" I simply told him as I continued. I kept tickling him, pausing sometimes to give him a breath of air.

"Please, stop" He begged me.

"On one condition" I stopped for a moment to give him some time to think. I held my hands up threatening to start tickling him again.

"Fine! Fine!" He said, grabbing my wrists to stop me from tickling him further.

"Okay" I told him, getting off of him to clean up my burnt breakfast.

Aaron's POV

Of course I had to be extremely ticklish. I nearly died back there. She got off of me and went to the kitchen. I stood up and thought about something. What was this one condition she wanted me to do?