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Loud laughter filled the livingroom as Benson tickled Kipo's sides, holding onto her tightly so she couldn't flee.
"Benson, stop!" Kipo giggled, squirming in his hold.
"Are you giving up?" Benson grinned, only continuing to tickle his little sister when she shook her head. "Then I'll keep tickling you until you do!"
Kipo was on the verge of pulling out her jaguar arms to take Benson down when he suddenly stopped. Her laughter trailed off as she looked at him in confusion.
"What's wrong?" she asked, peeking past him to see what he was looking at.
Wolf.
The youngest Oak sat on the couch, doing her homework silently. Benson turned to Kipo and grinned, pressing a finger to his lips. Understanding what he was about to do, Kipo grinned back. Wolf had been pranking them left and right all week, and this was their chance to get back at her!
Together, they sneaked up on her from behind. Luckily, she was too distracted to notice them. Otherwise, she would have heard them immediately.
Benson raised his hands into the air, wiggling his fingers mischeavously as Kipo copied him.
Three
Two
One
They screamed, not giving Wolf any time to react before their hands were on her sides, tickling her.
Except... Wolf wasn't laughing. If anything, she just kept reading her homework.
Benson and Kipo slowed down, removing their hands from her as they stood back up.
Benson groaned. "Aw, come on, Wolf! We were supposed to tickle you!"
"Well, it didn't work," Wolf shrugged, still reading in her book.
"But why?" Kipo asked, not understanding how she didn't react. If anyone as much as touched her, she was giggling immediately!
Wolf sighed and closed her book, turning around to look at her siblings. "I'm not ticklish."
Kipo and Benson's jaws dropped to the floor. "WHAT!?"
"You heard me," Wolf said nonchalantly. "I'm not ticklish."
"Damn it!" Benson exclaimed in defeat.
"How? I've never met someone who wasn't ticklish before," Kipo asked.
"I used to be when I was little. But after the wolves betrayed me, I forced myself to stop being ticklish. Reactions like that makes you weak on the surface," Wolf explained.
"Wait... You trained yourself to stop being ticklish?" Benson asked.
"Yeah," Wolf replied.
"How does that even work?" he continued.
"I don't know. I just learned how to ignore it. I spent months practicing how to not react to things touching me."
Kipo and Benson were shocked to say the least. They knew that Wolf was strong and had done a lot of intense things to survive. But to reject tickling? They had never expected that!
"So... You've got no spot on you that's ticklish?" Benson asked.
"No."
"Not even a little bit?"
"...No..."
Benson grinned. "That didn't sound too confident."
"...Yes it did."
"Nope! Where does it tickle, Wolf~?"
"Not telling!" Wolf said with a grin.
Benson snickered. "Well, if you won't tell me, I'll just have to tickle the answer out of you!"
Wolf stood up, putting her homework down. "You'll have to catch me first!"
And then she took off.
Kipo and Benson shared a look before they grinned and ran after her, laughing. They were so going to find the place where she was ticklish.