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The late afternoon, Johnny and Mavis are relaxing the calmness of a lazy day in Hotel Transylvania.
Mavis sits down on the sofa, one leg crosses while bending the other, half-reading her favorite book for the third time, just before Johnny returns from the kitchen with two glass of iced latte. He sits beside her, gently setting the drinks on the coffee table.
For a moment, he is watching quietly as she’s half-dozing. He smiles softly. Then, a playful idea comes to his mind. He reaches into his glass and grabs a single ice cube.
“Hey, sleepyhead,” he whispers, leaning close to her.
“Mmm... you made it creamy?” Mavis asks, still closing her eyes.
He doesn’t answer. Instead, with a large, mischievous grin on his face, he slowly places the ice cube just behind her ear and traces down her sensitive skin of the neck.
Mavis gasps, a wave of shiver running through her body. “Ah! Johnny!” she squeaked, jumping away with a burst of laughter.
The unexpected coldness makes her shiver and of course, somehow it makes her feel ticklish.
She keeps swatting playfully at his hand, already standing up. “Stop it! That tickles!” She only manages to get those four words out—her body begins to shudder and shifts into a bat. The next second, she snaps back to being human while her body is still shaking with laughter.
“Seriously?!” she says, still catching her breath as she nestles back into the same spot on the sofa.
Johnny couldn’t help but laughs at her frantic reaction as the ice cube melts in his fingers. “Looks like I finally found your bat-signal,” he teases, tossing the remains tiny ice cube into his glass.
“If you try that again, I’m putting the entire glass down your short!” she exclaims.
He just chuckles, his warm thumb gently brushes over the goosebumps on her neck, “Got it!” He murmurs with a soft kiss to the tip of her nose.