Slumbering
The light radiated through the darkness outside; in the blackness, a small gray coyote peered sheepishly into the living room. “There they are.” Chaos the Coyote said to his friend, Rodney the Rat. “What are they doing?” Rodney asked.
Chaos looked closer, trying not to be seen. The glow from TV could be seen in the corner. In all, Chaos counted four girls; Rubella was the only one he could see for sure. “Just four…” Chaos whispered, “Whoa, they left. They must have gone upstairs.”
“Well, let’s go!” Rodney exclaimed.
Both Chaos and Rodney climbed a nearby tree, jumping down to the roof below. They stole into the attic through a loose vent. “This is going to be good!” Rodney whispered. The spy equipment they brought would give them all-access eavesdropping to the slumber party below.
“That’s what you think!” a voice whispered behind them. Chaos froze; chills ran up his back, he knew the voice without looking. “H-H-Hi R-R-Rubella.” He said.
Chaos turned to Rodney, he was already scrambling for the vent. Chaos tried to haul himself up, but, Rubella grabbed his ankle. “Your not going anywhere.” She said, with an evil smile; Chaos, gulped hard.
Chaos Coyote was unceremoniously tied to Rubella’s bed. He pulled and tugged on his ropes, but it was no use, he was bound tight. “I know what to do.” Rubella smirked. She ran her fingers down Chaos’s foot; he nearly jumped off the bed. “You’re ticklish…that’s not good for you.” She said.
Rubella ran her fingers down his foot again, then began tickling in earnest. Chaos fought at first. Then a smile spread across his lips. He shook his head from side to side, if he opened his mouth, he knew he’d burst. Then it was too late, Chaos erupted into laughter as Rubella worked the soles of his feet.
What chaos didn’t know was that the worst was yet to come; suddenly, Rubella stopped and walked away. She came back moments later, “look what I found,” she said waving a feather at Chaos. “Oh no, please!” Chaos begged.
“Let’s see if you’re toes are ticklish.” Rubella stuck the feather in-between Chaos’s toes. He lurched into the air, straining against the ropes. Then, Rubella sawed the feather back and forth between his toes. Chaos shrieked.
“Oh this is too much fun.” Rubella laughed. She pulled the feather out and ran it along Chaos’s feet. One foot then the other was subjected to the soft bristles. All Chaos could do was throw his head back and let the giggles roll out of him.
Just when Chaos thought it was over, Rodney snuck up behind Rubella and through a sack over her. She flailed around, trying to break free. In the mean time, Rodney cut Chaos loose from the bed. “I thought I was done for.” Chaos said. “Let’s get out of here.” Rodney said.
They darted out the bedroom door and up the roll-down stairway leading up to the attic. “Man I don’t want to go through that again.” Chaos said. He stopped short, Rodney almost bumped into him. Ahead, directly under the vent, stood Rubella; “I’m not done with you two yet.” She said.
So, I don't actually check my messages on my Gmail address. *Cough* Mostly cause nobody sends me emails and stuff. OR SO I THOUGHT. Baypup sent me this super story which takes place after "I can be evil too." Thank you Baypup! <3
The light radiated through the darkness outside; in the blackness, a small gray coyote peered sheepishly into the living room. “There they are.” Chaos the Coyote said to his friend, Rodney the Rat. “What are they doing?” Rodney asked.
Chaos looked closer, trying not to be seen. The glow from TV could be seen in the corner. In all, Chaos counted four girls; Rubella was the only one he could see for sure. “Just four…” Chaos whispered, “Whoa, they left. They must have gone upstairs.”
“Well, let’s go!” Rodney exclaimed.
Both Chaos and Rodney climbed a nearby tree, jumping down to the roof below. They stole into the attic through a loose vent. “This is going to be good!” Rodney whispered. The spy equipment they brought would give them all-access eavesdropping to the slumber party below.
“That’s what you think!” a voice whispered behind them. Chaos froze; chills ran up his back, he knew the voice without looking. “H-H-Hi R-R-Rubella.” He said.
Chaos turned to Rodney, he was already scrambling for the vent. Chaos tried to haul himself up, but, Rubella grabbed his ankle. “Your not going anywhere.” She said, with an evil smile; Chaos, gulped hard.
Chaos Coyote was unceremoniously tied to Rubella’s bed. He pulled and tugged on his ropes, but it was no use, he was bound tight. “I know what to do.” Rubella smirked. She ran her fingers down Chaos’s foot; he nearly jumped off the bed. “You’re ticklish…that’s not good for you.” She said.
Rubella ran her fingers down his foot again, then began tickling in earnest. Chaos fought at first. Then a smile spread across his lips. He shook his head from side to side, if he opened his mouth, he knew he’d burst. Then it was too late, Chaos erupted into laughter as Rubella worked the soles of his feet.
What chaos didn’t know was that the worst was yet to come; suddenly, Rubella stopped and walked away. She came back moments later, “look what I found,” she said waving a feather at Chaos. “Oh no, please!” Chaos begged.
“Let’s see if you’re toes are ticklish.” Rubella stuck the feather in-between Chaos’s toes. He lurched into the air, straining against the ropes. Then, Rubella sawed the feather back and forth between his toes. Chaos shrieked.
“Oh this is too much fun.” Rubella laughed. She pulled the feather out and ran it along Chaos’s feet. One foot then the other was subjected to the soft bristles. All Chaos could do was throw his head back and let the giggles roll out of him.
Just when Chaos thought it was over, Rodney snuck up behind Rubella and through a sack over her. She flailed around, trying to break free. In the mean time, Rodney cut Chaos loose from the bed. “I thought I was done for.” Chaos said. “Let’s get out of here.” Rodney said.
They darted out the bedroom door and up the roll-down stairway leading up to the attic. “Man I don’t want to go through that again.” Chaos said. He stopped short, Rodney almost bumped into him. Ahead, directly under the vent, stood Rubella; “I’m not done with you two yet.” She said.
So, I don't actually check my messages on my Gmail address. *Cough* Mostly cause nobody sends me emails and stuff. OR SO I THOUGHT. Baypup sent me this super story which takes place after "I can be evil too." Thank you Baypup! <3
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