"Well, it would be a good idea." floated a quiet voice from the back of the crowd. Everyone quickly turns around to see who had made the statement.
It was a bashful looking Patamon. It was obviously a younger girl, because the voice was to high pitched even for a little boy.
"I'm with her." You agree. In light of your interjection, everyone starts to agree. The patamon looks around bashfully, and blushes when she see's you smiling at her.
"I'll go first." Biyomon said. She blushed as she said this, and everyone fell silent.
"Okay." you say, splitting the silence, "Then sit on that chair, and we'll tickle you." Biyomon nodded in understanding and walked to the couch. Youset down Gatomon, who reluctantly allows this. Biyomon sat down on the couch and waited. You, along with the Veemon, and Hawkmon walked to her. Gatomon clung to the Raichu.
"You sure you want to do this?" Hawkmon asked the volunteer.
"No, but I've gotta do it sometime." She repied smiling at him, "Go ahead, let's get it over with." With that, you take your place at her feet, and Hawkmon sits on her lap. Veemon stands behind the couch, holding her arms above her head.
"Three... Two... One... GO!" You say as you begin tickling. Her feet are very soft, not scaley at all. Her pink nails and soft soles were a dead giveaway that she kept very good care of her feet. Her ribs and stomach were under a fercious attack from Hawkmon, and she already was reduced to tears.
"NYAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA! STOP STOP STOP STAAAAAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAAHAP!" Biyomon pleaded. Her pleas fell deaf as you continued to tickle her feet with your nimble claws. You eventually get up enough nerve to give her feet a quick lick. She scrunches her toes and shrieks in protest, but you give her another one anyway. She screeches again and Hawkmon begins to double his tickle techniques. He would scamper his left hand up her ribs and slowly knead her sides with his right.
Her feet eventually go limp and relax. She was exhausted, and couldn't beg anymore. She had given in to the tickling. You cease your tickling immediatly, and allow her to catch her breath. She was very tired after this.
"This won't continue." The voice cracked over the speaker, "You will cease, and you will proceed." You glance at the still panting Biyomon, and the worried Hawkmon. Veemon had long since allowed her arms to fall to her sides.
"Th-th-thanks." She panted, giving a weak smile.
"Don't mention it." You say helping her to her feet. The party begins to move to another hallway, just as dark as the last.
After walking for awhile, you see another door. This one's different. It showed one sign, and it was a sign no one seemed to recognize.
"This room is for anyone to use." The voice crackled over a speaker above them, "When you think about it, there is always that one member of your group that you would love to get rid of." Everyones eyes turned to the Meowth who stood nervously, looking at the door, "You may force one person into this room, and they will undergo tickling on a daily basis for three years. They will be released aftr that, but they won't be the same. You could get rid of that smart-mouthed one person who seems to always bring the group down, but could you live with yourselves knowing that you damned someone to tickling for three years? I leave this to you." The voice crackled away, and silence overtook the room.
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