The day started as similarly as ever, and progressed as regularly unique as each day promised to be in the young critters' class. The Old Oak's class was never a breeze, but never grueling either. The fresh forest air did well for their young mind and bodies, as did the Old Oak's wise lectures and anecdotes. And perhaps most importantly of all, it was the time of the day when all the young ones were promised time with their friends and fellows. The morning came, and the morning went, introducing knew knowledge, engaging activities, and even a plot point that wouldn't be apparent for three more days. After school, the lads and lasses all scattered about their business, many together, off to go play the day away before returning home for the evening. Today though, Martin, the brainiac bunny boy of the village, had a new toy he was eager to show off. After an hour by the river, he chimed in, inviting his friends over to his burrow to check out his new invention.
"Hey, um... I have a new toy I've invented with some scrap I received. Me and my sister have been playing with it lots lately before bed. Anyone want to come play with it?"
Some declined in favor of other plans, but would join him another day. The boys of the group, however, were in no hurry to head home. They soon left the river behind, and followed Martin and his sister back to their house. The twin bunnies led their friends to their parents room, who were out at their jobs still. "Why are we in your mom's room?" Jeff asked.
"Because we need a bedpost to get the most fun out of it." Martin replied. He rolled over a reasonably sizable device, the ballast wheels squeaking roughly. "This is the first thing I ever made with a motor in it." He said proudly. The engine was a small steam motor connected to a small oven in the corner of the room. The device itself was creaky wood mostly, wave for a few metals rings, dirty belts, and four feather dusters, which were the only things looking new on it. Achilles poked and prodded at the contraption. "Where did you get all this stuff?" He asked. Martin gently grasped his wrist, his pokes rocking the machine. "Believe it or not, I was able to barter for most of it from the Raspys." He explained.
"Th-the Raspys? What could they possibly have wanted for all this?" Jeff asked. "Garbage from the recent festival, actually." Martin said, slightly amused. Danny shook his head. "Of course..." He muttered, not surprised. "So what's this do?" He followed up asking. Martin and Zoe beamed, and Martin started removing his footwear. "Take off your shoes and socks, and sit up on the bed." He said quickly, following his own instructions. The other three boys stared at him kinda blankly, too young and naive to catch the obvious intent of this machine. "This is the Plantar Entertainment Device, or P.E.D." Zoe said, producing ropes from under the large bed. Danny, Achilles, and Jeff all started taking off their shoes and socks, scattering them loosely beside the bed, crawling up onto it. they watched curiously as Martin rested his large bare bunny feet up on the edge of the bed. They all followed his example as Zoe started tying up her brother's ankles. Jeff tilted his head, ever more curious. "What's the ropes for?" He asked. Martin looked over to him, smiling. "It's really fun... But really hard to hold still. This is for the sake of maximum entertainment." He explained, the rest of them replying by simply nodding in response, slightly stunned in translating his advanced vocabulary. Danny jumped a little as Zoe started to wrap the ropes around his ankles. "Ooh, sorry!" She apologized, giggling at him. She went down the line, getting the ankles each bound together. Meanwhile, Martin was leaned forward, wrapping string around his big toes. "Zoe, do our toes too!" He said excitedly. "And toss me some big rope." She tossed him the ropes as requested, which Martin used to bind Jeff's wrists together. "H-hey, our hands too?" Jeff said apprehensively. Martin nodded. "This really makes it more exciting." He said, tying the wrists gently. By now Jeff was getting concerned, but continued to trust his friend.
A breeze wafted into the room through the open window, exciting the feathers on the duster on the far left, namely, the one stationed at Danny's feet. The uppermost feather lapped at his heel, making him flinch. At that moment, he began to understand where this was going. He gulped, but remained silent. He clenched his toes a little as Zoe went to tie them, shivering as she flossed the coarse string between his toes. As Martin had secured Jeff and Achilles' wrists, Zoe went to handle Danny's, but Martin's remained unbound, being unable to tie his own and Zoe didn't want to be rude to Achilles by climbing over him.
They all wiggled in their bonds to test them. Once Martin could see that they were all ready, he grinned cheekily. "Okay Zoe, fire it up for us." He said. She nodded and went over to the small rusty oven, which was already filled with wood and a steam catcher up top, which was filled halfway with water. She struck a match and dropped it into the oven, the newsprint lighting up bright green, quickly igniting the wood. Martin flopped down on his back onto the cushy bed, still grinning. The other three followed in suit, one by one plopping backward down too. Jeff stared up at the ceiling for a few moments. "Soooo, what does this thing do exactly?" He asked. Martin was distracted, gently batting his toes at the duster in front of them, giggling. Zoe scooted the device a bit closer, touching the feathers to their feet. Each pair collectively twitched, each boy stirring at the contact of the teasey wispy bristles. Danny couldn't keep his trap shut much longer. "H-hey Martin..." Martin raised his head up, looking over at him, ears twitching as he heard the water in the reservoir starting to bubble. Creaaak~ "This machine. It-it isn't gunnahahaha..." He started giggling uncontrollably. Mere moments later, Jeff started wiggling, letting out a surprised gasp. Achilles quickly sat back up, also gasping. Martin grinned as his feet felt the pleasant tingle, and he looked over at the feather dusters, which had raised themselves up to point at the flower pots over the bed. Zoe giggled and stepped back to sit down on the padded bench opposite the bed. The water quickly started to boil from there, and the old motor creaked and hissed softly as the steam began to power it. The feather dusters slowly returned to starting position as the motor and belts started to turn slowly. Four pair of feet wiggled in unison as the four tufts of feathers glided down their soles. Danny looked a tad panicked. "Oh no, I was right!" He exclaimed. "Right about what? Ahhah!" Jeff asked, right before gasping and giggling. Achilles looked on at the device in amusement. "O-ohohoh, is it gunna tickle our feet?" He asked. "Yeheheheehahahaahh!" Martin grinned and huggled himself, giggling rapidly as the machine picked up the pace, the dusters now soaring up and down, up and down, toes to heels, a secondary rod in the back even slowly turning the dusters a little to make them draw slow circles every few brushes.
It was not even seconds before the room was enveloped in boyish laughter, each boy producing a different reaction as all their feet were tickled in unison by the clever contraption. Danny had sat up for a bit to try and undo his bindings, but the knots weren't even up on the bed with him. He flopped back down, trying to restrain his laughter with little to no success. He tried to hide his face, not tortured by the sensations, but rather, deeply embarrassed. Now all the cool fox's guy friends knew he had really ticklish feet, but he couldn't protest through his laughter without just bursting out. He meekly laid there, trying to secretly enjoy himself while saving face. Jeff was not as embarrassed, but being an athletic squirrel, his feet see a lot of action. He always wore his shoes to protect them though, which showed as he was the one laughing the loudest, and wiggling the hardest. He sat up, laughing openly as the duster stroked up and down his feet, toes unable to wiggle much from the tension he was holding, either forcing splayed or curled. His feet were either the most sensitive of the bunch, or perhaps he just had the most alarmed reaction. Martin, beside him, was laughing without restraint either, feet twitching and toes wiggling uncontrollably. He knew exactly why the ropes were necessary. While it was wild fun for him, he could not hold still for a tickling for anything. He smiled as widely as his laughter was loud, hoping his friends were having as much fun as he was, though he knew that it would have been hard to convince them to join in his fun had they known what the machine was for. Achilles seemed to be enjoying himself, laughing kinda goofy, shifting from side to side, only halfheartedly wiggling. Not that he wasn't too ticklish, but rather, he seemed to have a better tolerance for it. If no one else, Martin was sure he was having fun at least. He wished he coulda brought Titan along for this too, but that woulda been troublesome since he was a tree.
And indeed, he really did hope that his friends were having fun, the reservoir would not be running outta steam for a good fifteen minutes yet. It was safe to say it was a positive enough experience though, as none of the boys tried to talk the girls out of trying out the machine the next day. They didn't come back too often to play with the machine, not as much as the bunny twins themselves played with it. But there were more sessions after that. Sometimes for settling bets and macho contests, sometimes to "punish" someone for losing a game, and sometimes just to alleviate boredom on a rainy weekend. Once it was even used to prank the Raspy siblings, Ratasha and Rascal, after they stole Gladys' tarts again. No one would admit to liking it as much as the rabbits, but no one ever talked bad about their invention. For as long as that machine would hold out, proving surprisingly sturdy for such a rickety thing, it would see use, under the condition that Martin and Zoe supply the firewood by finding sticks on their own. Even their parents got some use out of it, and though they found it much more fun to just dust their kids' feet manually, the device remained a favorite of Martin and Zoe's for years to come, enduring regular replacement and modification. As they siblings got more creative and got more supplies and skill, the toy would find paintbrushes, combs, even ticklish albeit random plastic or rubber toys attached to it, and one day getting a brother of its own before finally being retired and reborn as something even greater.
And this is a commission for an anonymous benefactor who's been really patient with me, waiting almost two months for this! ^ω^ Sorry it took so long, I hope it was well worth the wait! X3 I really had a nice time working on this. Forest Friends is a little cringy at times and goes by real fast, but is a really cute show with a really cute style. :meow: I really am grateful for this particular commission, because it prompted me to learn a lot a valuable little details about a different style, which has already proven helpful in evolving my own style and tackling styles without long shaggy hair for once. XD I really did have fun with this. Expect to see these boys again sometime, as well as the rest of the main cast too someday~ ;3
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