That's just evil...

You grab the bottle of baby oil and begin massaging it into Megan's feet.

"Wait.. what are you-"

Before she can finish, you bring the hairbrish bristles to your little sisters oiled soles, scrubbing vigorously, she explodes. "AAAAHEEEHAAHEHEHEHE STOP! PLEHEHEHASE STOPPIT! NOHOHOHOHO!!"

You continue scrubbing the brush, heals to toes, mercilessly. This was revenge for so many things, ratting you out, breaking your stuff, etc.

She's quickly sobbing with laughter and begging you to stop, but you keep up your assault.

"Think yer going a bit overboard there, lad?" You hear the pyrots ask.

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