"Come on weakling! I can even do that!" You say playfully. Gabe is trying his hardest right now to try and get all the wood stacked. Of course, you were helping and you don't fall under the weak woman category, but this was a huge tree. Gabe had just finished cutting it up and is understandably tired. It was nearing the bed of the day and it was getting dark. You two had also not eaten dinner. Let's just say he was getting hangry. He sets the chainsaw down roughly and let's out a big sigh. Your arms were full of logs as he stumbled over to your side of the tree. "Come in Gabe, only a few more trips then we can eat!" You say happily. He grabs a bundle of logs and follows behind you slowly. "I am so tired! Can't we just," he interrupts himself with a yawn, "can't we just call it quits for the day?" You smile and shake your head. "Like I said, we have a few more trips left and then we will be done." You lay your logs down and stack them up against the cabin. The night drags on as you stack an uncountable amount of wood. Finally, you throw the last piece of wood down and sigh. "See, that wasn't so hard." Gabe just smiles and rolls his eyes. "You can go inside grumpy pants, I will go grab the chainsaw." He touches a hand to your cheek gratefully and mumbles a thank you. With his shoulders slumped he goes inside. You hurry and grab the chainsaw. It is a little heavier than you thought but nothing you can't handle. The darkness is eerily silent and it just freaks you out. But, the faster you walk the more the panics rises. So, you try to keep calm and walk back. Just as you round the corner of the cabin, Gabe jumps out at you. You yelp and drop the chainsaw. You run inside until you realize it was Gabe who jumped out at you. His laughter rings out and you smile too. "Alright, you got me. Now get in here so the bugs don't!" He is still chuckling when he shuts the door behind him. "You better watch your back now mister." You point a threatening finger at him. "Oh really, and what are you going to do about it?" He starts to step closer to you and you smile knowing what's going to happen next. "No Gabe, don't you do it!" He gets a mischievous grin and reaches for you. You try to get away but the cabin is only so big. He grabs your wrist and throws you down onto the bed. "No! Don't do it, I won't make dinner!" You beg but he just brings his fingers down on you anyway. He tickles your rib cage causing you to wiggle and squirm under him. He laughs and tries to hold you in one place. "STOP! I'm gonna pee myself!" You say between laughing and gasping for air. He finally lets you go and climbs off. You calm down and glare at him. "Guess what, no dinner for you." He sticks his bottom lip out like a child. "Pretty please. You're such a good cook.." He is trying to work you into it but you still hold tight. "Nope!" He just flops on the floor and sighs dramatically. "FINE, I will get myself something else to eat." You watch him out f the corner of your eye turn his back on you. You decide to take this chance and leap onto his back. You wrap your legs around him and hold on tight as he tries to get your off. His laughing causes him to not be as strong as usual. You rub your knuckles on his head and give him a wet willy. He just sits on the ground defeated. "Alright! Alright! Mercy please!" You smirk and climb off. "Now we are even. What do you want for dinner?" He squints his eyes at your sweet smile and rubs his head. "I don't care, just something." You smile down at him as he stretches on the floor, now completely worn out.
