THAT little piggy!

You hear the guards as they clamber out of their seats and rush at you. Why isn't Prince Shane laughing? You were sure he'd be ticklish. He's been cooped up in the palace all his life and has surely never walked so far as a mile total in a day. It's everyone else here who's done all the walking.

Your fingers dance up and down the prince's soles and arches, but nothing seems to be happening. Then the guards reach you. As they pull you to your feet, your hands move up and your fingers instinctively grab at Prince Shane's toes, which you absentmindedly continue to manipulate even as you're being dragged into a standing position.

"Your Royal Highness!" cries the Chamberlain in alarm. "Are you quite all right? Shall we throw him into the dungeon?"

Everyone looks at the prince. Just as he starts to order you to be taken away, a curious expression comes over him. He actually utters, "Uh... uh... uh... ah... ah..."

You suddenly realize you're still tickling his toes. Could it be working? You tickle more intently. Everyone else stares at Prince Shane, listening spellbound.

"Oh ho... oh ho... ee he... ee he..."

You resume your tickling position and go at the princely feet full force.

"Ah ha ah ha ah ha ahhaahHAHAHAHAHAAAAAAAAAAA!!!!!" roars Prince Shane.

Written by stephan

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