Tables Have Turned

How about a double, because this girl took her SAT??!!

Recently, despite how much Mitch hates it, Scott had been tickling him many times a day. Numerous slaps and violent threats hadn't deterred him, and the tickling continued. But no more. Mitch checked all the corners of the house, only to find no Scott. He paused outside of Scott's door, hearing silence and pushed the door open. His heart melted at Scott napping in his bed, but quickly shook his head. This was the perfect moment for his plan.

He slowly made his way over to Scott's bed, pausing every few seconds to make sure that Scott hadn't awakened. Eventually Mitch reached the sleeping Scott's side and placed his hands against Scott's ribs, ready to begin his revenge. His hands moved against Scott's ribs, the blond squirming and wriggling away. He got too close to the edge of the bed and fell, landing on the floor with a thud. In a flash Mitch was perched on Scott, who was slowly waking up. "What's going on?" Scott asked, confusedly. "Revenge" Mitch replied. "Reven-" Scott was cut off by Mitch tickling his sides. "NO NO MERCY TAKE IT EASY ON MY HEART." Scott squealed in laughter trying to escape from Mitch by writhing side to side. Mitch was greatly amused at Scott being the one who got tickled. "Oh, how the tables have turned." He gleefully shouted.

Scott flipped them around so that Mitch was the one pinned under his muscular and warm body. "I have no idea what you mean." Scott smirked, biting his lip. His eyes gleamed of promise. Fear glinted in Mitch's eyes and begged "Scott no. Please no. Please I'll do any-." It was too late . Scott was attacking all of his weak spots, causing peals of bell like laughter to spill out of Mitch's mouth. Eventually Scott collapsed on top of Mitch, "So you thought you could out tickle the tickle master, huh? How'd that work out for you?"  He smiled down at Mitch, who slapped his arm. "Ow", Scott complained, using one hand to rub his arm. Mitch took his momentary distraction to slip out from under Scott and pounced on him, sending sprawling back onto the floor. He mercilessly drove his fingers into Scott's side, not releasing him for one second. Once Scott had been sufficiently tickled Mitch let him go. Scott made to grab Mitch, but Mitch moved back threatening him, "I swear, if you tickle me again i'll just accidently forget your Starbucks order.''  Scott surrendered, arms up so that Mitch could see them. He watched as Mitch walked away, hips swaying as he tossed back  over his shoulder, "The queen always wins."

Hi guys. How are you? So I haven't done a question in a while so here it is. What's your favorite animal?

A: I honestly love all animals. When we went to adopt my cat, I wanted to adopt all the animals at the shelter, Sadly, my parents did not like that idea, and we went home with a cat. But I love him.