Next Morning

You were woke up by the sound of a door opening then closing very faintly, but you didn't open your eyes. That is the usual thing that you do, you are really good at playing possum so now was the perfect time to act.

You heard sneaky footsteps, or at least footsteps trying to be sneaky, then heard the sound of light breathing right above you.

You opened your eyes to a smiling Michael, which scared the living daylight out of you. He had the creepiest smile plastered on his face.

You decided to play along with him, you knew he wanted to play Acting Stupid. A little game you both came up with years back.

Right after you opened my eyes you screamed bloody murder, scaring Michael half to death. You instantly threw the covers over your head and hid like it was a safe haven.

He pulled the covers off of you, throwing them on the floor. You had bet he was trying to turn me into a human ice sculpture, cause it was only 66 degrees in there..

And that was too cold considering all the rain you had last night. You were shivering like crazy and he was staring at you wide eyed then covered his eyes and blushed.

You wondered why he was like that then you remembered, you didn't have pajama bottoms on. You tried to pull your t-shirt down as far as possible without ripping it.

You scooted to the other side of the bed where your jeans were and slung them on as fast as seemingly possible.

"Are you dressed yet?" he asked/chuckled out.

You laughed, "Yea I am now. Sorry, jeans aren't comfy for sleeping."

He looked at me laughing, "I now know never to do that again!"

He made cutest funny face, when he did that he looked like that little eight year old boy that you always had staring contests with. Ah, memories are great aren't they? Suddenly you had an idea pop in your head.

You threw yourself at him and started tickling him. He was laughing and screaming, "Stop! I beg of you stop! Ha ha OH PLEASE HAVE MERCY HAHA!! Oh it hurts! Ha it hurts!"

You were laughing just as hard as he was as you both hit the wall and slid to the floor. You had him cornered, no where to go.

"I'm sorry Mike, but no mercy this time! This is payback for all of those years of you always being bigger than me and having the advantage of torturing me like this! Well, what goes around comes right back, and you are learning that the hard way."

You finally decided to free him from the tickle monster. He got up panting from laughing so hard, looking up at you, "Well someone's in a torturing mood today.."

You laughed and eventually decided to go downstairs with the rest of the family to have breakfast and quit torturing each other.