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Elmina
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Nov 12, 2013 01:18PM
Tony picked two more strawberries before sitting next to her.
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She smiled at him and sat down in his lap, wrapping her arms around his neck.
Tony gave her one of the strawberries and ate the other.
She took the strawberry and ate it, resting her head on his shoulder.
Tony sighed contently and wrapped his arm around her shoulder.
She kissed his cheek and closed her eyes, leaning against him.
Tony pulled her close an kissed her forehead.
She smiled at him then glanced at the vines on the ground nervously.
"I know," she replied. "I just have a feeling he's gonna show up and drag me off to keep some other campers from killing him."
Tony had no doubt Carter would literally drag Maybe out but he didn't say anything.
"And it would really stink cuz I'm having a great time," she continued.
Tony smiled. "I'm having a good time too." It seemed he could only have a good time around his family or maybe.
"Well, then I'm doing my job," she replied, grinning at him.
"Good." Tony grinned and kissed her forehead.
She relaxed into his side and sighed happily. "And I guess I'm kinda relieved we don't really need to worry about Carter anymore. For a while there I was honestly scared he was going to kill us."
Tony stayed silent. He didn't like talking about Carter.
She glanced over at him. "Sorry, I'll stop talking about it."
"It's fine." Tony assured her as he ate another strawberry.
She sighed and looked down at the vines again.
Tony picked a strawberries and tossed it to Maybe gently.
She spotted it at the last second and managed to duck out of the way before it hit her. "Ah! What was that?"
"I thought you would catch it!" Tony said, laughing.
"I'm not good at... Hand eye coordination!" she replied, trying not to laugh.
She smiled and shoved his arms gently. "Don't throw things at me."
"Hey!" She complained, toppling over dramatically. "You pushed me!"
"Oh no!" He said dramatically laying his arm over his forehead. "I'm so terribly sorry!"
"Well, you should be," she replied, crossing her arms and trying not to smile.
"Are you ticklish?" Tony asked casually.
Her eyes widened but she tried to hid it. "No," she lied.
"Then you won't mind if I make sure you're telling the truth?"
She looked at him in fear and shook her head.
"I'm not," she protested weakly, trying to subtly scoot away from him.
"I don't want to," she replied, moving away further away from him.
"Too bad." Tony tickled her before she could do or say anything.
She squealed and laughed, trying to move away.
"I knew it!" Tony stopped tickling her. "You liar!"
She scrambled away quickly. "Well, of course I lied, why would I admit to being ticklish."
She brushed her hair out of her face. "Why did you even ask?"
Tony shrugged. "Because I wanted to tickle you." He admitted.
She smiled. "Why would you want to do that?"
"Cuz why?" she pressed, sticking her tongue out.
