Fast Food Madness: The Epic Return

Sora felt some of the cookie dough drip from one of his flattened spikes at that moment. "Give me a hug," he said with a wide grin, his arms opening up. If he had to be covered with the gooey dough, then Kairi did too.

 

Kairi's eyes widened. "What?" she asked, looking over Sora's appearance. "No way!" She felt a teasing smile come to her lips, knowing that even if she said no, he was going to pursue it.

 

Sora stepped forward, that silly grin still on his lips. "It wasn't a request!" he said with a laugh. He quickly wrapped his arms around Kairi and pulled her close, a few chuckles leaving his lips as he did.

 

Kairi squeezed her eyes shut when Sora embraced her, the girl feeling the dough and flour on him brush against her. The side of her face touched a little of his hair, and she knew that she had some goo on her now too. "Ugh, Sora!" she whined, her hands in fists at his chest, pushing away a little. But at the same time, she knew that he wasn't going to let her go that easily.

 

Sora ignored Kairi's protests and pulled her closer, his eyes closing in contentment. He sighed softly and tilted his head to the side, nuzzling the gooey hair against the side of Kairi's head.

 

Kairi groaned in disgust, but at the same time was chuckling in amusement. Sora would do this kind of thing to her. As much as she loved being in his arms, this was definitely something she wasn't enjoying all that much.

 

Sora chuckled and turned his head so he had his chin over Kairi's shoulder. He felt a wide smile appear on his lips when he noticed out of the corner of his eye that the cookie-dough had stuck to Kairi's hair. But, because of that, he knew he'd have to let her go soon so they could both get cleaned up.

 

"I'm going to get you back for this," Kairi teased lightly, gripping Sora's shirt in front of his chest. "This is just so...disgusting." She shook her head slightly, feeling a little of the goo on the tips of her hair hit her neck. Yup, this was gross.

 

Sora chuckled, shaking his head lightly. "I don't think things could get much worse than this," he said lightly, referring to the sticky condition he was already in. At this point, he didn't know what Kairi could do to get him any filthier than he already was.

 

Kairi looked at Sora's shoulder and she got an idea. "Oh, I think I can come up with something," she said lightly, moving her hands to Sora's ribs. She then started wiggling her fingers, beginning to tickle him.

 

Sora chuckled, burying his head in Kairi's shoulder as a few laughs left him. He should have thought of something like that happening, but he had purely been thinking about continuing a food fight. Apparently, though, Kairi had other ideas.

 

Kairi felt a few giggles rise up in her, but she held them in as she continued to tickle Sora's sides. She felt more goo get on her when he lowered his head to her shoulder, but that was to be expected.

 

Sora laughed, his grip on Kairi subconsciously loosening. But then he decided that he wouldn't be the victim here; Kairi was going to get her own treatment flung right back at her. Sora wrapped one arm tightly around Kairi's back and brought his other hand to her armpit, starting to tickle her there.

 

"Hey, hey!" Kairi squealed, squirming. Her hands continued to move against Sora's sides, but her own tickling was affecting the way she was tickling him.

 

Sora laughed and moved his hand to Kairi's side, lightly tickling her there. He knew she'd give in pretty soon and stop tickling him, since she was more ticklish than he was. He grinned, looking forward to having the last say in this sudden tickle fight.

 

Kairi started laughing uncontrollably. Tickling was her weakness, and evidently Sora knew that. "Okay, stop!" she cried while laughing. "Stop! Sora!" She couldn't tickle Sora anymore, too controlled by his tickling of her. She squeezed her eyes shut as she tried to squirm away amongst her laughter, but it was no use. Sora had a strict hold on her; she wasn't going anywhere.

 

Sora laughed, a smirk of victory appearing on his lips. He did, however, give into Kairi's pleas. He subtly slowed the tickling until he came to a total stop, his hand resting lightly on Kairi's side in case he needed to start tickling her again.

 

Kairi's laughter began to soften until she sighed in relief. "Not fair," she breathed, resting her forehead against Sora's shoulder. He always got her with the tickle-torture. Always.

 

Sora chuckled softly, his eyes softening. "You started it," he said softly in her ear. Not only had she been the one to trigger the food fight, but she had also been the one to start with tickling.

 

"And you won," Kairi said softly. "So unfair." Her hands rested on Sora's shoulders as well, one right next to her face. She felt the white powder on him, but she decided to ignore it. Despite the mess, she was comfortorble where she was--in Sora's arms.