That was fine by me.

AN: This chapter was added due to several requests for a third chapter. This is the first piece of fanfiction I've written upon requests, rather than completely, orignially, my own idea. Hope it turns out that you all enjoy it! Again, this chapter was written only because of requests. The story idea originated just as a random thought I had with a friend if Emmett ever found, if she was, that Bella was ticklish. I originally never thought of adding scenes to it with Jacob or more. This was intended to just be a short little shot with Emmett and Bella. I consider this story complete. I love all the reviews and hits I have recieved and am very greatful for them and that everyone loves this story so much. If you have a specific idea for a chapter, I may consider it, but I don't want to deviate too much from the original thought of just a ticklish Bella short shot with Emmett.

That Saturday, however, Jacob called to see if I wanted to hang out in La Push for a bit-I hadn't been down in forever. Edward had said that he didn't mind me hanging out with Jacob anymore and he seemed to be holding true to that promise, and I really did want to go see Jacob because it had been a while.

"Edward?" I asked hesitantly Friday afternoon.

"Yes, love?"
"Um, Jacob called. He wanted to see if I would hang out with him tomorrow?"

Edward smiled tightly, "Do you want to go, Bella?"

"Yes," I answered with an apology in my voice. It just didn't seem fair this way, that because of their stupid treaty, even though they obviously could get along, I still had to choose.

"Bella, you know I don't have a problem with it, especially after getting to see inside their heads. I just want you to be happy. If you want to go, it wouldn't hurt for me to get Emmett back just a bit for last weekend."

"I thought you were over that!" I laughed.

Edward chuckled, "I'm not mad at him anymore, no, but Emmett tends to get on your nerves now and then anyway, and mine, so payback for then, for us this week, and in preparation for the future."

I laughed. I knew exactly what he meant.

"Make it good," I smiled.

"Goodnight, love. You should call Jacob. I'm sure you'll have fun."

"Thank you, Edward."

He leaned down and kissed my forehead. I reached for the phone.

"Hello?" I asked. I could never be sure who would pick up, but it was who I wanted. I couldn't help but smiling.

"Bella! Hey!" Jacob called.

"Hey Jake! I thought about it and decided…you're just not annoying enough to stay away from. Tomorrow still good?"

"Not annoying enough, huh? I could change that."

I groaned. Jacob laughed. I hope this wouldn't be a mistake. No, I had fun with Jacob, when he was being good.

"Kidding, Bells. Sure, what time?"

"How about I meet you at your house at 10 tomorrow morning? Or is that too early?" I asked, thinking about how little sleep he sometimes got.

Jacob ignored it, "10's awesome! Can't wait to see you Bella!"

"Night, Jake."

"Come on, you should get to bed," Edward said gently. I nodded my agreement. It was starting to get late.

Upstairs, tucking me in he smiled and gently, but still effectively, ran one finger down my side. I giggled once and glared at him, but then we both started laughing till Edward started to hum my lullaby. I was asleep in minutes.

Next morning I woke up and he was still there, of course.

"Would you mind if I still drove you down?" he asked as I was getting breakfast. I sighed. I hated this, that he still wanted to chaperone me like I was five, but it wasn't much so much to ask. How about a compromise, just in case? We were good at compromising.

"Can we take my truck?" I asked. Now Edward groaned. "Just so it's easier to get home," I explained.

"Can I drive?" Edward asked.

I smiled, "Just don't kill it." He smiled.

At 9:55 I was in the passenger seat of my truck and Edward was driving to La Push.

At the boundary line, I knew it because he leaned over to kiss me and got out of the car for me to take the wheel, I asked him again to have fun with Emmett. He just chuckled and wished me the same with Jacob.

Jacob was waiting on his steps. He didn't even wait for me to get out of my truck before he ran over, picked me up and gave me a hug, too tight as always. But, at least, he set me down before I had to remind him, again.

"What do you want to do today Bella?" he asked.

"Why? You couldn't figure out what to do own your own?" I teased. He always asked me this. He laughed.

"The beach is warm today," he suggested.

I looked at the sky, gray, but calm, and then the dark ocean. Yeah, right. "To you maybe."

He laughed again, "Come on," he said pulling my hand anyway.

To my surprise, there actually was a warm wind down on the beach. I kicked off my shoes, the sand felt good, too.

"Told you," Jacob said, smug.

"Alright, you did. What now?"

We were walking just above the tide line in the soft sand, but a wave sent the water past it over my feet. I jumped back. It was cold!

Jacob laughed, and then leaned down, cupping his hands. I backed up.

"No…" I warned. He just laughed and splashed me with the cold water. I sucked in a breath and was about to go punch him, when I remembered that was not a good idea.

"Sorry, couldn't resist. Forgive me?" He asked, seeing my expression.

I sighed, "Fine," and let myself fall down on the sand. Jacob mirrored my movement, but his hand caught my side. Why, oh why, please, no, please, don't! I giggled. Jacob raised an eyebrow.

"The sand tickled," I lied, desperate.

"Sure, sure," he said as he reached for my side again, and again, involuntarily, I laughed.

"You're ticklish!" he laughed. Please, not again!
"No, I'm not," I lied, backing up.

"Bella, you really need to learn to lie better than that."

"Jacob, please. Edward really won't be happy."

That decided it for him. Stupid. "Like I care," he laughed, tackled me and assaulted my sides.

I couldn't scream, if I screamed, Edward would probably hear me, and that wouldn't be good.

"Jake," I said through my teeth. He just tried my knee. I laughed harder, tears coming to my eyes. I used them.

"Jacob," I sobbed through gasps.

He stopped and looked at my face. "Hey, Bella, come on. I'm sorry. I was just playing. I'm sorry."

I stood up, "No, you're not. You're just as bad as Emmett! You both have too much fun!"
Jacob took a sharp breath in. So, he didn't like being compared to the Cullens? Too bad. "Bella, come on, please? You said yourself I wasn't annoying enough. Guess this makes up for it?"

I kept walking back to his house to my truck, but answered, "You know very well that was a joke Jacob."

He grabbed my shoulder. I whispered under my breath "I should start bringing a crowbar. Never there when I need it." He heard me.

"Bella, sweetheart, come on," he looked at my face, "I'm sorry."

This time he did seem a little serious, but still not enough, I could still see him fighting a smile. And, why did he have to call me sweetheart. Why did Jacob always have to ruin our time together!?

"Goodbye, Jacob," I answered firmly. Did he hear a more permanent meaning? Did I mean it that way? Because, suddenly his face was frantic.

"Bella," he choked. He paused, "Bella, I'm sorry you're upset. But, I was just goofing off. What was so wrong? And, why I am I just as bad as your bloodsucker friend? Though, them being the bad guys works. Bella, please, stay."

I shut the door. Maybe I'd have answered him, if he'd been nice. I guess he realized his mistake.

"Oh, jeez, Bella. Come on!"

"I rolled down my window, and yelled, "You and Emmett both get entertainment form my pain and klutziness and I'm sick of it! Soon enough it won't be a problem and I'm very much looking forward to that!" I hit the gas and left him frozen.

Edward caught up to me after I was apparently over the line for a minute. I pulled over. In a second he opened the door, saw my face, set his jaw, but pulled me tight to him.

"Bella, love, what's wrong. What happened?" he asked, worried.

"Jacob," I growled, "is just as bad as Emmett!"

Edward smiled tightly, "What happened?"

"Same thing as Emmett last week! Jake found out I was ticklish and had fun with it!"

Edward growled. I looked up, surprised.

"Are you okay?" we asked together.

Edward smiled wryly, "I'm sorry. Are you okay? I could break his jaw, if you want me too."

I laughed, "Are you okay? I mean, yeah, I'm annoyed, but he didn't actually hurt me, not really. So, thank, but no, it's okay." I said.

"I'm fine. Jacob and I will still have to talk, though." Edward answered.

I was still mad, but I was beginning to see that I'd let this get out of hand, "Edward, no, don't. It's fine. I'm overreacting. Jacob was just being Jacob, just goofing off."

"Bella, he upset you. He could have hurt you."

"Edward, when was the last time someone was injured from a tickle attack?" I laughed at my own question.

"Are you sure?"

"Yes, besides, I think I was mad enough at him without you."

"Alright, then," he sighed

"Hey, how did it go with Emmett?" I laughed. So did Edward.

"Give and take, but we had fun."

"I'm glad," I smiled.

"Do you want to go home, or to my place?"

I smiled, it was still early. I still wanted to have a good day, and the way Edward said place gave me an idea.

"Our meadow?" I asked.

Edward smiled and tossed me on his back. And we were running to our meadow.

When we got back to Charlie's that night I had calmed down considerably, so had Edward for that matter, though he was still not completely happy with Jacob, but was willing, by my request, to let it go. He'd do anything for me, I would know. I briefly wondered if I'd ever be able to do something to prove to myself that I deserved him. I picked up the phone like I had this morning, sighing. Of course he answered right away. Jacob was always waiting by the phone for me to call when he knew he'd upset me.

"Bella! Bella, I'm sorry."

"I don't fully believe that Jacob, but I am sorry too. You were just playing. I overreacted. I'm sorry."

"Well, I guess we both screwed up then. Because, okay, yeah, you freaked out, but I should have backed off when I saw you weren't into it. How about this, next time, if you want to, I promise to be good, and you can break something of mine?"
I laughed, "Jake, I'm not entirely sure that's possible, you being good, I mean, but, alright. Forgiven?"

"Yeah, I guess. Me?"

"Yeah. See you, I promise."

"Alright, night Bella."

"Night, Jake"

Edward just started humming my lullaby like every night. I guess boys will be boys, no matter what species. But, at least, like I told Jacob, I'd have my payback soon enough when it would no longer be a problem for me. Because, for now, I might as well just accept it: I'm ticklish, and for whatever reason, everyone, yes, even Edward, finds it amusing.