I'm too ticklish

"Oh, we are going to be leaving you behind, now that we have our information, lad." Said the parrot.

"Leaving me behind with what?" You gasp.

You suddenly look up and see two pink parrots approach your bare feet. One of them starts reading a joke book and they start stroking the bottoms of your feet with their feathertips.

"Behind to die, lad", laughs the parrot as he walks away.

You try to reason with the pink parrots. "I don't (giggle, giggle, snort) suppose (ha ha ha ha) that we could (chuckle chuckle) Make a (gasp gigle laugh) deal?"

Written by duster28 (edited by wanderer)

Make the deal
The Pyrots want a clown
They want a dragon
They want a girl
They want..a hyena?

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