Tag, You're it!
Summary: If Riley and Ben had known each other as little kids, (who know? Maybe they did.) if they were brothers or even friends. How a simple game of tag would have gone. One Shot. Enjoy!
Disclaimer: I only own the DVD National Treasure, I don't own any characters I may mention here.
I got this idea after babysitting some kids and they wanted to play outside. They were just friends, but by how they were acting, you would have thought they were brothers.
Riley swung back-and-forth on the swing in his backyard. It was making that high-pitched screeching sound again. It probably needs some lubricant. Riley thought. He heard footsteps pounding on the grass behind him. Looking over his shoulder, he saw his best friend, Ben, racing toward him. But before he could get up from the swing Ben pushed his back and sent him flying into the ground.
"Hey! Ben! What was that for?" Riley shouted into the grass.
"Nothing. But you're it." Ben raced away from Riley and turned to look over his shoulder to see if Riley was picking up on the game. But Riley was getting up from the ground and brushing himself off, glaring at Ben.
"Sorry Riley, I didn't mean to hurt you." Ben sounded concerned, he walked closer toward Riley. As soon as Ben was in-reach, Riley jumped forward and barley touched Ben's T-shirt.
"You're it!" He yelled running in the opposite direction.
"That's not fair! You cheated!" Ben ran after him. They ran around the yard screaming, flitting back and forth barley tapping each other's arms or torso's.
Then Ben swung around past Riley and accidentally pinched him.
"OW! Ben!" Riley clutched his hurt arm close to his body and glowered at Ben.
"Come on Riley, I'm not falling for that again!" Ben shouted. "You have to tag me fair-and-square!"
"I'm not faking this time! That really hurt!" Riley, apparently forgetting about his injured arm, stalked toward Ben.
"Ahhhhh!" Ben took a running start toward Riley and knocked him over. Ben tickled his sides with his fingers, poking Riley's skinny frame with his fingers. Turning the game of tag into a tickle-fight.
"Ben! Stop!" Riley tried to say through giggles. "Stop making me laugh, I can't breath!"
Ben stopping prodding Riley's sides, and instead flopped onto his back. "I love summer."
"Me too." They stared up into the clouds, laying on the impossibly green grass of Riley's backyard.
"Let's have a campout." Ben suggested. "In my backyard, we can get a real tent and fire and everything."
"With smores?"Riley asked optimistically.
"Yeah! It wouldn't be a campout without smores!" They laid there a while more.
"You're my best friend, Ben." Riley said all-of-a-sudden.
"You're my best friend too Riley." With that they headed over to Ben's house to get the tent and begin their amazing campout adventure.
At least it might be a One-Shot, if I get good reviews, I might continue this into a series. So read and review! I'm open for all kinds, nice and constructive criticism! Thanks!