Remy's grin turned south slightly. "That's not a- Uuuahhh! H-HEY!" He shouted in surprise, arms sprawling out to catch his balance. But in a near instant, Boo had flipped Remy right over onto his belly and clamped his ankles between her legs.
"Boo! Hey! What are you- That hurt! You are soooo fired for thi-AHHHHHHH!" His threat was cut off by his own girlish squeal. "Ahh, shaddap, ya lil' turd." Boo said with much satisfaction, while skittering her light fingers across Remy's wildly wagging soles. "Aaahaaahahahaa! BOO! Staaahahahaaaaa!" He screamed through laughter, pounding the arm of the couch.
"Oohhh, no no nooooo, I needed thiiiiiis~" She said condescendingly, scritching her tiny fingernails up and down his soles, making him scream louder. "Oh whassat? I don't hear any threats anymore! All I hear is a lil' girrrrl screaming and laughing! Whusso funny, huh? What's so FUNNY?" She grinned angrily at the flopping kid.
"Youhohou're tihihihiheheehee! Pleeehahahahahaaaaa!" Remy squealed out, clenching and uncleanching his toes desperately, trying to weaken the tickling somehow. "Ohh right, that reminds me." She gripped under his toes, above the ball of his foot, forcing the toes apart with pressure. "Between the toes right?" She said indignantly.
"N-nooo, I didn't mean-"
"Yes SIR!" She dug her finger right in between his toes, both teasing twisting it around then scritching. Remy screeched loudly, and fiercely squeezed his head, trying so hard but failing to hold her ticklish fingers fast between his toes. Boo held his legs tight between hers, and smirked in great satisfaction. This afternoon was finally turning out for her, and Remy's parents wouldn't be home for another couple hours yet. It was lucky Remy was so ticklish, for had he not been, he might notta fallen asleep there on the couch before his folks returned. Boo woulda gotten fired right there and went home empty-handed except for the sweat from the boy's toes. She explained that Remy had a lotta energy and burned it all out not an hour ago and zonked out on his couch. She neglected to tell them about his attitude, her constant smirk none too convincing. Remy's family was too naive of their "golden angel" anyway. "Hey uhm, tell Remy... Tell him that he should smile more, and he's got a great laugh." She knew she wouldn't be returning to this household, but only meant to embarrass him from afar with that statement, ironically giving her the last laugh. She chuckled, waved goodbye, and pocketed her pay, now content with how this long day had turned out.
3 years, 1 month ago
27 Nov 2015 07:27 CET
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