Pushing away my immediate, tickle-obsessed instincts, I decided to see what caught Leslie's attention. I jogged up the path to where she was, getting only a little winded by the time I caught up to her. Gasping slightly, I saw she was pointing out over a field in front of us.
We were standing in front of a field of tallgrass. It looked like it came up a little over knee high in front of us, but further in it looked like the grass rose well past my waist. The field was about the size of a football field, with a bare hill on the other side past the taller part of the grass. The tallgrass was swaying back and forth in the breeze, and was probably putting out a good amount of pollen. Thankfully neither of us had allergies. This species of grass had kind of a purple tinge to it, but was otherwise incredibly normal looking. For the life of me, I couldn't tell what got Leslie excited.
"So… grass?" I asked her, looked at her with a confused expression. "I know you've been living the big city life lately, but you've seen tallgrass before, Leslie."
"No, dufus. Look!" Leslie said, pointing again. "See how the grass is swaying? There's no wind at all! None of the leaves in the trees are moving. The air is perfectly still. So why is the grass moving around like that? It's not even all moving in one direction, it can't be wind."
Looking again, Leslie was right. The nearby trees were completely still. I couldn't feel even a hint of breeze in the air. But that grass kept waving back and forth, almost hypnotically. First one way, then the other, almost like it was searching for something. Super weird.
"C'mon! Let's go check it out!" Leslie called back to me, already heading out into the field. I hurried to catch up to her, as we entered the tallgrass at the same time. I could swear it reacted to us, swaying to and fro a little faster as we started making our way through the field. The stalks brushed against my legs and seemed to wiggle behind my knees. The effect was starting to make me giddy, as I noticed the grass was distinctly tickly.
"M-man Leslie, this grass is really hehe, really moving- haha" I said, surprised at myself for breaking down into laughter from just some grass brushing my legs. Somehow it tickled way more than I expected. Tons of little fronds lightly brushed across my skin, as if they were hunting for a sensitive spot to linger over.
"I know! It's crazy. Maybe we'll figure out why if we make it across the field. Man, is the grass getting to you? Little baby too tickwish?" Leslie teased, making me try and scowl at her. She seemed to be keeping her composure just fine. Although I definitely noticed a grin on her face. And it definitely seemed like a ticklish kind.
We pressed on across the field, as the grass got taller around us. We came to the portion where the grass grew higher, and it was up past our waists. Thankfully my shorts and shirt were enough protection to keep the grass from really tickling me. But then I noticed Leslie was not so lucky. Her shirt stopped an inch or two short, leaving a band of bare midriff exposed, which the tallgrass seemed somehow eager to sway over, brushing her bare belly, hips, and sides. I noticed her belly starting to shake with pent up laughter.
"Hehe, s-so who's the 'tickwish baby' now? You-hoho look like you're h-having more problems than mehehe!" I told her, my laughter ruining the taunt a little, but not much. Leslie started to say something, but just then a frond swiped over her hip in just the right way, causing her to yelp and break into a stream of giggles.
"Hehehe, sh-shut uhuhup!" she said, as we descended in more and more ticklish laughter. I also noticed we were walking slower and slower… We needed to do something, and quick.
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