"So how ticklish are these feet of yours?" the woman asked.
"Please don't tickle me!" Sokka begged.
"Sure, if you tell us where the avatar is," she replied.
"Never!" Sokka insisted.
"Fine, have it your way," she said, gliding her fingers all over Sokka's soles, making him start giggling.
"Hahaha Pleeease stahahap aaaaahahaHAhahaHAha hahaHAHA HAHAAHAHAHAHAHA PLEASE STAHAHAP!" Sokka laughted, his giggling turning into laughter, as she tickled his toes.
Sokka's feet were rough, from walking so much, making the balls and heels, slightly less ticklish, but when the lady tickled his arches and toes, he burst out with laughter.
"AAAAHAHAHAHAH PLEEEEASE PLEEEEASE STAHAHAHAP HAHAHAHAHAHAHA PLEEEASE STAHAHAHAP!" Sokka screamed.
"Are you ready to talk?" she asked.
"NO!" Sokka yelled, with persistence.
"Okay, I'll have to use this brush, made especially for tickling." she said.
The brush was long and skinny, with a mixture or soft and stiff feathers and thick bristles, which vibrated when turned on. She did so and scrubbed Sokka's arches and toes, causing him to erupt in laughter.
"AAAAAAAAAAAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAAHAHAHAHAHAHA HAHAHAHAHAHAHA PLEEEEEASE STAHAHAHAHAP HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA AHAHAHAHAHAHAHA STAHAHAHAP STAHAHAHAHAP!" Sokka screamed.
"Well, are you ready to tell where he is?" she asked again.
"Never!" Sokka yelled.
"Okay, well lets move some where else," she said.
"OH NO! If she tickles me on my most ticklish spot, I don't know if I'll be able to hold out!" Sokka thought to himself.
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