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"Whoo another point for me! You better start getting those pancakes ready." Austin shouts as he scores another hoop.
"Ugh, you know I suck at basketball. Why can't we have a pickle eating contest or something?" Ally pleads as she tries but fails to shoot.
"Babe, pickles are gross."
"Excuse me? Pickles are so good. They're just so delicious a-
"Okay, okay. I get it pickles are nice." Austin cuts off his very talkative girlfriend, adding in an eye roll.
"Austin Monica Moon, did you just roll your eyes at me?" Ally glares at him as she crosses her arms.
"Why yes I did." Austin smirks as he faces her.
"That's it. No one rolls their eyes at Ally Dawson." She raises her hands, smirking as Austin realises what she's going to do.
"But Ally, I just rolled my eyes." He lets out a high pitched scream as he tries to escape from her.
"Ally," Austin whines as his girlfriend carries on chasing him.
"Hey Austin, hey Ally." Dez wanders into Sonic Boom, chicken pot pie placed in his hand.
"Dez! My crazy girlfriend," he turns slightly to see Ally's glare, "beautiful girlfriend is trying to tickle me.
"I thought I was your girlfriend." Dez gasps as he drops his pie.
"Dez, how many times do I have to explain. Girlfriend and best friend are different things." Austin reminds him, still trying to escape Ally.
"Austin, stop going so fast." Ally complains, trying to catch him.
"Ally, stop going so slow." Austin laughs as he grabs her from behind, "gotcha." He whispers, a small laugh escaping his lips.
"Austin!" She squeals, not expecting him.
"Whose your girlfriend then?"
They both turn towards Dez who stands, looking very confused.
"Ally, Dez. Ally is my girlfriend."
Dez turns to face them, seeing Austin's hands wrapped around Ally's waist. He narrows his eyes. "Oh her." He then walks out the store.
"Uhhh." Ally trails off, definitely confused at their weird friend.
"He's so.."
"Weird." They say at the same time, laughing.
"Anyways, time for revenge." Austin smirks, picking her and putting Ally on the couch before climbing on top of her.
"But I was supposed to get revenge." She whines.
"Well, you were too slow." He laughs as he begins to tickle her sides.
"Oh My Pickles! Austin!" Ally screams through her laughter. She gains the power to push him off, causing Austin to fall off the couch.
"Ow."
"Austin? Are you okay?"
Ally gets up and kneels down beside him, checking if he was okay.
"I'm fine," Austin turns to face Ally, "but some pancakes might make me feel better." He gives her a smile.
"What? No, you're fine. Stop being a baby and get up, pancake boy." Ally rolls her eyes, walking away from her pancake obsessed boyfriend.
"But Ally, my arm really hurts and I think I may have hurt it really, really, really bad and it was your fault so I-"
"Austin, if I make you pancakes will you be quiet?"
"Yes, yes. A 100% Austin Moon guaranteed yes!" He jumps up, running towards Ally.
"You're so crazy." Ally smiles as she hugs his torso.
"I'm crazy for you and pancakes." Austin grins at her, wrapping his arms around Ally.
She smacks his chest, playfully. "You're so obsessed with pancakes."
"Says the one who has a whole shelf full of pickle jars."
"Hey, I love my pickles."
"Obsessed." Austin sings, teasing her.
"You never know. One day I'll go shopping and there might not be any pickles left."
"There's always pickles. And I'm sure you'll never run out. You even stole a shelf in our kitchen for your pickles."
"It's safe at your house. None of you like pickles which I can't believe."
"That's 'cause pancakes have stolen my heart and pickles are gross." Austin states.
Ally gasps. "Pickles are not gross!" Pancakes are."
"Ally, stop lying to yourself."
"Stop lying to yourself."
"I'm not."
"You are."
"Not."
"Are."
"N-
"Guess who got a job a-"
"Trish, not now. We're in an argument about pickles and pancakes."
"Fine, goodbye. I was meant to be at work, " checks her watch, "5 hours ago. Oh and there's pie on the floor." Trish says before she hurries out.
"What were we doing?"
"Um."
"I said pickles were gross."
Ally glares at him.
"I love you more than pancakes?"
"You're so lucky that I love you so much." She smiles, hugging him.
"More than pickles?" Austin asks, resting his head on top of Ally's.
"Yes. I love you more than pickles." Ally mumbles into his chest.
"And I love you more than pancakes." Austin smiles, hugging her a little tighter.
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