To Hysteria and Beyond!
(Buzz Lightyear, of Star Command)
by J-dark
Note: I do not own the concept or the characters, duh... anyone that
has even HEARD of Buzz Lightyear should know Disney and Pixar came
up with it... anyway, here's my own little tickle story based on
the cartoon series spawned by the movie.
---------------------------
Rookie Space Ranger Mira Nova sighed deeply to herself, wondering what she had done
to deserve this. She remembered clearly how the day had begun, so peacefully, so
innocently, with no hint that things would soon turn so horribly, horribly wrong...
Lounging in the deep, warm, refreshing sunlight of Planet Xeta 6's twin suns, Mira
was in heaven. This was the first real vacation she'd had since graduating from
Star Command Academy, and becoming a full-fledged Ranger. While she loved her job,
and enjoyed saving the galaxy from peril with her friends and teammates, sometimes
things got really rough, and when she'd been given a week's paid vacation on Xeta 6,
she'd nearly jumped for joy.
Okay, actually, she HAD jumped for joy. Rather shameful for Tangean royalty, but she
was a Space Ranger now, one of the common folk, she she figured she was allowed at
least a LITTLE celebration.
Her deep blue skin had just started to yellow (humans TAN, and Tangeans YELLOW. Duh!)
when activity further up the beach caught her attention. Her teammates, Booster and
X-R, the artificial life form, were engaged in some scheme, making a lot of noise,
as usual. Sighing, she slid her sunglasses over her eyes and pretended to be asleep.
"Probably X-R trying to pull some scam to get admitted into the casino to try and break
the bank again," she said softly to herself, doing her best to ignore them. "Sheesh.
You would think they'd learn by now."
Moments later, loud screams of outrage and panic sounded, and Booster and X-R ran by,
being followed by several members of the casino security staff, firing laser blasters.
Mira sighed, shaking her head.
"Next time, seperate vacations," she vowed.
Peaceful again, for the moment, Mira closed her eyes, letting the warm sun burn away her
worries and cares. It felt good to simply lie out this way, unhindered by her space suit,
clad only in a thin, sexy, form fitting bikini. She rolled onto her tummy, letting her
back absorb some rays, until she was a light yellow all over, even on the soles of her
feet.
Too bad it's not a nude beach, she thought wickedly to herself. I could get
an 'all-over' Yellow.
Meanwhile, far up above the planet, the evil galatic menace known as Zurg lay in wait.
He had perfected his newest weapon, the Zurg-tronic Brain Infor Extractor, the latest in
a long list of schemes to take over the galaxy. The machine, if properly calibrated,
would mimic the Tangean's ability to reach into the brains of other life forms and absorb
their knowledge... or in his case, rearrange their thoughts to his liking. And he would
dearly LIKE to make everyone think of surrendering to him, Zurg, scourge of the cosmos!
"Are you SURE Ranger Mira is on this planet?" the evil emperor asked his lackey, as he
brought his stealth ship into orbit around the resort planet. "There's nothing going on
here that would interest a Space Ranger."
"True, your evilness," the buglike creature replied, "but our sources tell us that Buzz
Lightyear and company are not on Ranger business at the moment, they are all on a two
week vacation."
"I see." Nodding, he turned back to the display screen. "We need a Tangean to find the right
frequency to set the Zurg-tronic Brain Info Extractor, and with the Tangean home planet
protected by that security shield, our only chance of catching a Tangean off world lies
with Ranger Mira Nova." He chuckled darkly. "Normally, it would be close to impossible to
capture her with Buzz Lightyear around... but as you said, they're NOT Space Rangers,
they're only vacationing civilians for the next two weeks. Drone, ready my shuttle! We
go to kidnap the Princess within the hour!"
Meanwhile, back down on the planet, Mira, tired of sunbathing, had fallen asleep. A couple
of the local kids, seeing such a tempting target, piled bucket after bucket of sand on
the sleeping Princess, leaving her completely buried except for her head and feet.
Satisfied that their victim was secure, the two kids knelt at her exposed bare feet, and,
chuckling softly, ran their soft digits gingerly along Mira's tender light yellow soles.
"Teeheeheeheehee... oohhh... mmmmmm... nnnnnooooooo," she tittered helplessly in her
sleep. Her head moved left and right, and her toes curled and locked in the cutest way
as she wiggled, trying to avoid the tickling. The kid's fingers felt soft and gentle against
her ticklish soles, but the tickling, gentle for the moment, wasn't enough to waken her.
"Hehehehee... staahhhpp... nooo... it tickles... hehehehehe..." she begged lightly in her
sleep.
The two kids were delighted. "Wow, she's really tickish," one kid said. "We're barely
touching her feet and she's giggling like crazy."
"Yeah, I know," the second said, reaching for her long slender toes, spreading them wide.
"I wonder if her cute little toes are ticklish too."
Her toes, as it turned out, were extremely ticklish. The instant the young boy's fingers
caressed the hypersensitive flesh between her toes, Mira jerked away, screaming in laughter.
"EEEEEEEEKKK!! NOOOHAHAHHHAHAHAHAHAHA MY TOOOOEEESSSS!! HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAH STAAAHHHPPP!!"
she screamed, thrashing wildly underneath the sand, desperate to escape. The sand held her
firmly, and for several seconds she screamed and screamed in helpless hilarity as the
boys vigorously tickled the sweet spaces between her toes. Then, mercifully, she regained
enough control over herself to use her powers and Ghost her way up through the sand.
"OH NO!" the boys shouted, as an angry Mira regained her feet (literally and figuratively)
glaring down at them. They took off, running, as Mira started after them, only to trip and
fall, too weakened by the tickling to give pursuit.
"Little... ruffians," she gasped, spitting sand out of her mouth. Sighing, she grabbed
her belongings, and headed back to the hotel. Glancing around, she breathed a small sigh
of relief. At least no one else had seen that little debacle... and how weak and vulnerable
she was to a little foot tickling.
Entering her room, she sighed, tossing her stuff into the corner. She had sand all over
now, thanks to those rotten kids; more than anything right now she wanted a shower. As
she opened the closet door to reach for a towel, she heard the sound of the door opening.
Turning, she saw with surprise, none other than Zurg, standing in her hotel room. "ZURG!"
she gasped, raising an arm, pressing for the laser blaster that wasn't there. "Damn. No
space suit," she grumbled to herself, raising her hands up in surrender as Zurg raised
HIS blasters. "Okay, Zurg, you got the drop on me this time. But mark my words, whatever
evil scheme you have planned, you won't get away with it! Buzz Lightyear will stop you,
like always!"
*BZZZZT!!*
Mira slipped to the ground, stunned into unconsciousness by Zurg's stun ray. "Whew. I didn't
think she'd ever shut up," he grumbled as his mechanical Hornets filed in, grabbing the
Princess, carrying her away...
...at which point Mira had awakened to find herself in the position she was now in,
trapped, bound hand and foot to some kind of examination table aboard Zurg's ship. Still
clad in her aqua green swimsuit, the Tangean princess struggled mightily against her
bonds, to no avail.
"Ah, I see you are awake, Ranger Nova," Zurg said, sliding into the room. "Very good. I
sooo wanted you awake and alert for this, I know you'll simply love it."
Mira's eyes narrowed. "Zurg, you must be crazy to think you can keep me captive like this!
Hello? I'm Tangean, remember? I can simply Ghost my way out of this... this... uggghhh!!
Huh? What the heck?" Struggling, Mira focused all of her mind powers, but still couldn't
break free of the table.
"Oh, it's no use struggling, Ranger Nova," Zurg replied, moving over to a curtain-covered
alcove. "You see, I'm not some idiot that just fell off the galatic tomato wagon! I know
very well what you Tangeans are capable of, and I prepared myself. The examination table
you are strapped to emits a low level static pulse charge, capable of negating your ability
to pass through solid objects. You're not going anywhere, Ranger... not until after you've
helped me with THIS!"
With a flourish, Zurg whipped away the curtain revealing a large metallic weapon with
small flashing lights, and a small circular panel filled with coils of copper electrodes.
"I give you the Zurg-tronic Brain Info Extractor, my newest weapon of galactic conquest!
With this device, I'll be able to mimic your Tangean ability to reach into people's minds
but on a galaxy-wide scale! Think of it! Why fight against Star Command and the Galactic
Counsel when I could simply aim my ray at them and make them all my mindless puppets?"
Mira gasped. This was serious! If Zurg's weapon were ever perfected... "I'll never help
you Zurg! Nothing you do can force me to aid you in any way! Buzz Lightyear will come
and rescue me, and then you'll be in big trouble!"
Zurg's red glowing eyes narrowed. "Ohhhh reeaaally?" he purred, moving back to her platform.
"Well, Ranger Nova, I had hoped to try reasoning with you. Things usually proceed much
smoother when you try diplomacy first. But, to be honest, I never expected you to willingly
help me. That's why I took the liberty of keeping a close watch on you, trying to find any
weaknesses... vulnerabilities... an achilles HEEL," he said pointedly, rubbing a talon
lightly along the soft bare sole of Mira's right foot. "So to speak."
Mira gasped and bit her lip hard. She had to force back the laughter, couldn't let it out,
or she'd never be able to stop. Craters! she thought anxiously. That evil demon
was watching me! He saw those kids tickling me silly. Oh no... if I can't hold in the
laughter, Zurg'll tickle me senseless, until I agree to help him!
"So, Ranger Nova, have we had a change of heart yet?" Zurg asked, tapping the balls of her
well-yellowed left foot meaningfully. Knowing what was at stake, and that sooner or later
the cavalry would come for her, Mira swallowed deeply and spoke her reply.
"You can go rot in Hell, Zurg!" she said bravely. "I'm a Space Ranger! I'll die before I
ever agree to help you--- EEEEEEKKK!!!"
The tickling of her exposed underarms took the Tangean princess by surprise, and laughter
burst forth from her lips. Zurg, still at her feet, had flipped a secret switch on the
end of the platform, activating a few of its other features. Several small robotic arms
had sprange up, each holding a Rigelian Eagle feather, the softest, most devastatingly
ticklish feathers in the cosmos. Mira struggled with all her willpower to supress her
insane laughter, but the feathers across her bare flesh were simply too much. When Zurg
himself decided to join in with a small circular rotating brush on the bottoms of her pale
yellow soles, Mira completely lost it.
"AHHHHHH!!! NNHHYYYYAAAA!! Hahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahaa... Zuuurrrggg!! Pleeeaseee!
I can't take it! Ahahahahahahahahahaa... nooo noooo noooo... iiittt tiiiccckkklleesss tooo
muuuccchhh!!! Aaaahhahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahhahahahahhahaa..." Vainly, she twisted
and turned her ticklish bare feet, straining against the bonds to pull her arms down, to
avoid the tickling by any means necessary. She gathered all of her Tangean mind powers into
a single all-or-nothing charge to try and Ghost through the table. ANYTHING, to escape the
horrble tickling. Nada. Her body writhed and danced to Zurg's joyful tune as he tickled
the cute pixie of a Princess into tickle oblivion.
Hey, you know, this isn't half bad, Zurg thought to himself. In fact, it's pretty
darn nice. I like this. The feeling of power, of having total control of my victim. Look
at her, she's a wreck! A few more minutes of this, and she'd sell out her own kingdom if
I only promised to stop! Ha! She's completely helpless. All this time I've been going
about it all wrong! No lasers, no missiles, no complicated devices. Just a few feathers
and a circular brush, and I could rule the cosmos! Then, considering for a moment,
he thought, Naaaaahh. I'll stick with the guns and missiles after this. Planet-wide
devastation is still my first love.
"AHHAHHAHHAHHAHHAHA!! NOOOOO!! OHHH CRATERS NOOOO!! NOT MY TOOOOHOHOHOHHOHOHOHEESSSS!!"
Mira acreamed as Zurg directed the spinning bristles into the soft undercurl of the
Ranger's hyperticklish toes. Her toes were her weakest point. She absolutely positively
could NOT take it. She tried to hold on, needed to hold on, knew what was at stake here
but when Zurg, sensing victory near, grabbed her big toe and pulled, spreading her curled
digits apart and moved the brush back into place, Mira knew she was beaten. She screamed
and screamed and screamed her laughter, unable to even say the words, 'I give, I give!"
She would help Zurg, spill her guts, tell him anything he wanted to know, if only he
destroyed that damned brush and dismantled this evil table!!
It took a few moments for Mira to notice the tickling had stopped, and several more before
she had regained enough breath to speak. Zurg, gloating triumphantly, leaned in close to
her. "Well, Ranger Nova, have you had enough, or would you like to go for another hour of
tickle torture?"
An hour? It had seemed like days, or even weeks. She knew she wouldn't survive another
five minutes with the brush between her toes, let alone an hour. Weary, defeated, she
hung her head. "Zurg..." she panted, hated the words she was about to speak, "I---"
"To infinity and beyond!"
With a loud explosion, a hole appeared in the wall, and Buzz Lightyear, Ranger Booster,
and Ranger X-R burst into the room. Zurg, caught off guard, turned, angry and surprised,
to see his nemesis. "Buzz Lightyear?" he exclaimed. "What the devil are YOU doing here?
What happened to all the Hornet robots I sent down to keep you busy?"
"Oh those?" Buzz commented casually, bringing a hand from behind his back. The other
Rangers followed suit, dumping the remains of the Hornets they'd destroyed in making their
way here. "You're slipping, Zurg! You know it takes more than a few measley robots to
stop me. Now release my team member and surrender, or I'll have to get... rough."
Zurg laughed evilly. "Oh Buzz, YOU must be slipping if you think me defenseless. I NEVER
go out without an escape plan." Tapping a button on his wrist, Zurg slid into a trapdoor
underneath him, which closed up seconds after. At the same time, the ship's warning lights
began to flash.
*DANGER! DANGER! SELF-DESTRUCT PROGRAM INITIATED! DESTRUCTION IN TEN SECONDS!* the computer
droned. * NINE! EIGHT!*
"Booster, we're getting out of here!" Buzz ordered. "Clear us a doorway. X-R, get Mira
off that table and zip her in one of your pressure-lock containers. We're evacuatiing
people! Hang on to your underwear!"
Scrambling, Mira and the others rocketed away from Zurg's Stealth Ship just as the
countdown ran out. A fiery explosion rocked the area as the ship exploded. Mira glanced
back at the wreckage, wondering if they had truly seen the last of Zurg.
"You okay, Ranger?" Buzz asked, once they were back aboard his ship, Old #42. "Zurg didn't
hurt you, did he?"
"No, no, I'm fine... just a little... *yawn* tired, that's all. I'll tell you all about it
later, Buzz." She sighed softly. "For now, I just wanna get some rest."
"What was he up to?" Buzz asked, as Mira headed back to her quarters.
The Tangean paused, glancing out the ship porthole again at the scattered debris floating
by aimlessly. "It doesn't matter, Buzz. Zurg's Master Plan blew up in that explosion with
his ship. No need to worry about that anymore."
Meanwhile...
"Curse you, Buzz Lightyear!" Zurg mumbled dismally, as the cramped compartment of his
escape pod rocketed back towards his Mother Ship. "This isn't over. I'll get my revenge
on you, and your lackeys... especially you, Princess Mira Nova! Hah! I know your weakness
now, and I swear, I'll have my revenge!!"
Sputtering, the little space pod streaked slowly across space, heading for home.
((END.))
(Buzz Lightyear, of Star Command)
by J-dark
Note: I do not own the concept or the characters, duh... anyone that
has even HEARD of Buzz Lightyear should know Disney and Pixar came
up with it... anyway, here's my own little tickle story based on
the cartoon series spawned by the movie.
---------------------------
Rookie Space Ranger Mira Nova sighed deeply to herself, wondering what she had done
to deserve this. She remembered clearly how the day had begun, so peacefully, so
innocently, with no hint that things would soon turn so horribly, horribly wrong...
Lounging in the deep, warm, refreshing sunlight of Planet Xeta 6's twin suns, Mira
was in heaven. This was the first real vacation she'd had since graduating from
Star Command Academy, and becoming a full-fledged Ranger. While she loved her job,
and enjoyed saving the galaxy from peril with her friends and teammates, sometimes
things got really rough, and when she'd been given a week's paid vacation on Xeta 6,
she'd nearly jumped for joy.
Okay, actually, she HAD jumped for joy. Rather shameful for Tangean royalty, but she
was a Space Ranger now, one of the common folk, she she figured she was allowed at
least a LITTLE celebration.
Her deep blue skin had just started to yellow (humans TAN, and Tangeans YELLOW. Duh!)
when activity further up the beach caught her attention. Her teammates, Booster and
X-R, the artificial life form, were engaged in some scheme, making a lot of noise,
as usual. Sighing, she slid her sunglasses over her eyes and pretended to be asleep.
"Probably X-R trying to pull some scam to get admitted into the casino to try and break
the bank again," she said softly to herself, doing her best to ignore them. "Sheesh.
You would think they'd learn by now."
Moments later, loud screams of outrage and panic sounded, and Booster and X-R ran by,
being followed by several members of the casino security staff, firing laser blasters.
Mira sighed, shaking her head.
"Next time, seperate vacations," she vowed.
Peaceful again, for the moment, Mira closed her eyes, letting the warm sun burn away her
worries and cares. It felt good to simply lie out this way, unhindered by her space suit,
clad only in a thin, sexy, form fitting bikini. She rolled onto her tummy, letting her
back absorb some rays, until she was a light yellow all over, even on the soles of her
feet.
Too bad it's not a nude beach, she thought wickedly to herself. I could get
an 'all-over' Yellow.
Meanwhile, far up above the planet, the evil galatic menace known as Zurg lay in wait.
He had perfected his newest weapon, the Zurg-tronic Brain Infor Extractor, the latest in
a long list of schemes to take over the galaxy. The machine, if properly calibrated,
would mimic the Tangean's ability to reach into the brains of other life forms and absorb
their knowledge... or in his case, rearrange their thoughts to his liking. And he would
dearly LIKE to make everyone think of surrendering to him, Zurg, scourge of the cosmos!
"Are you SURE Ranger Mira is on this planet?" the evil emperor asked his lackey, as he
brought his stealth ship into orbit around the resort planet. "There's nothing going on
here that would interest a Space Ranger."
"True, your evilness," the buglike creature replied, "but our sources tell us that Buzz
Lightyear and company are not on Ranger business at the moment, they are all on a two
week vacation."
"I see." Nodding, he turned back to the display screen. "We need a Tangean to find the right
frequency to set the Zurg-tronic Brain Info Extractor, and with the Tangean home planet
protected by that security shield, our only chance of catching a Tangean off world lies
with Ranger Mira Nova." He chuckled darkly. "Normally, it would be close to impossible to
capture her with Buzz Lightyear around... but as you said, they're NOT Space Rangers,
they're only vacationing civilians for the next two weeks. Drone, ready my shuttle! We
go to kidnap the Princess within the hour!"
Meanwhile, back down on the planet, Mira, tired of sunbathing, had fallen asleep. A couple
of the local kids, seeing such a tempting target, piled bucket after bucket of sand on
the sleeping Princess, leaving her completely buried except for her head and feet.
Satisfied that their victim was secure, the two kids knelt at her exposed bare feet, and,
chuckling softly, ran their soft digits gingerly along Mira's tender light yellow soles.
"Teeheeheeheehee... oohhh... mmmmmm... nnnnnooooooo," she tittered helplessly in her
sleep. Her head moved left and right, and her toes curled and locked in the cutest way
as she wiggled, trying to avoid the tickling. The kid's fingers felt soft and gentle against
her ticklish soles, but the tickling, gentle for the moment, wasn't enough to waken her.
"Hehehehee... staahhhpp... nooo... it tickles... hehehehehe..." she begged lightly in her
sleep.
The two kids were delighted. "Wow, she's really tickish," one kid said. "We're barely
touching her feet and she's giggling like crazy."
"Yeah, I know," the second said, reaching for her long slender toes, spreading them wide.
"I wonder if her cute little toes are ticklish too."
Her toes, as it turned out, were extremely ticklish. The instant the young boy's fingers
caressed the hypersensitive flesh between her toes, Mira jerked away, screaming in laughter.
"EEEEEEEEKKK!! NOOOHAHAHHHAHAHAHAHAHA MY TOOOOEEESSSS!! HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAH STAAAHHHPPP!!"
she screamed, thrashing wildly underneath the sand, desperate to escape. The sand held her
firmly, and for several seconds she screamed and screamed in helpless hilarity as the
boys vigorously tickled the sweet spaces between her toes. Then, mercifully, she regained
enough control over herself to use her powers and Ghost her way up through the sand.
"OH NO!" the boys shouted, as an angry Mira regained her feet (literally and figuratively)
glaring down at them. They took off, running, as Mira started after them, only to trip and
fall, too weakened by the tickling to give pursuit.
"Little... ruffians," she gasped, spitting sand out of her mouth. Sighing, she grabbed
her belongings, and headed back to the hotel. Glancing around, she breathed a small sigh
of relief. At least no one else had seen that little debacle... and how weak and vulnerable
she was to a little foot tickling.
Entering her room, she sighed, tossing her stuff into the corner. She had sand all over
now, thanks to those rotten kids; more than anything right now she wanted a shower. As
she opened the closet door to reach for a towel, she heard the sound of the door opening.
Turning, she saw with surprise, none other than Zurg, standing in her hotel room. "ZURG!"
she gasped, raising an arm, pressing for the laser blaster that wasn't there. "Damn. No
space suit," she grumbled to herself, raising her hands up in surrender as Zurg raised
HIS blasters. "Okay, Zurg, you got the drop on me this time. But mark my words, whatever
evil scheme you have planned, you won't get away with it! Buzz Lightyear will stop you,
like always!"
*BZZZZT!!*
Mira slipped to the ground, stunned into unconsciousness by Zurg's stun ray. "Whew. I didn't
think she'd ever shut up," he grumbled as his mechanical Hornets filed in, grabbing the
Princess, carrying her away...
...at which point Mira had awakened to find herself in the position she was now in,
trapped, bound hand and foot to some kind of examination table aboard Zurg's ship. Still
clad in her aqua green swimsuit, the Tangean princess struggled mightily against her
bonds, to no avail.
"Ah, I see you are awake, Ranger Nova," Zurg said, sliding into the room. "Very good. I
sooo wanted you awake and alert for this, I know you'll simply love it."
Mira's eyes narrowed. "Zurg, you must be crazy to think you can keep me captive like this!
Hello? I'm Tangean, remember? I can simply Ghost my way out of this... this... uggghhh!!
Huh? What the heck?" Struggling, Mira focused all of her mind powers, but still couldn't
break free of the table.
"Oh, it's no use struggling, Ranger Nova," Zurg replied, moving over to a curtain-covered
alcove. "You see, I'm not some idiot that just fell off the galatic tomato wagon! I know
very well what you Tangeans are capable of, and I prepared myself. The examination table
you are strapped to emits a low level static pulse charge, capable of negating your ability
to pass through solid objects. You're not going anywhere, Ranger... not until after you've
helped me with THIS!"
With a flourish, Zurg whipped away the curtain revealing a large metallic weapon with
small flashing lights, and a small circular panel filled with coils of copper electrodes.
"I give you the Zurg-tronic Brain Info Extractor, my newest weapon of galactic conquest!
With this device, I'll be able to mimic your Tangean ability to reach into people's minds
but on a galaxy-wide scale! Think of it! Why fight against Star Command and the Galactic
Counsel when I could simply aim my ray at them and make them all my mindless puppets?"
Mira gasped. This was serious! If Zurg's weapon were ever perfected... "I'll never help
you Zurg! Nothing you do can force me to aid you in any way! Buzz Lightyear will come
and rescue me, and then you'll be in big trouble!"
Zurg's red glowing eyes narrowed. "Ohhhh reeaaally?" he purred, moving back to her platform.
"Well, Ranger Nova, I had hoped to try reasoning with you. Things usually proceed much
smoother when you try diplomacy first. But, to be honest, I never expected you to willingly
help me. That's why I took the liberty of keeping a close watch on you, trying to find any
weaknesses... vulnerabilities... an achilles HEEL," he said pointedly, rubbing a talon
lightly along the soft bare sole of Mira's right foot. "So to speak."
Mira gasped and bit her lip hard. She had to force back the laughter, couldn't let it out,
or she'd never be able to stop. Craters! she thought anxiously. That evil demon
was watching me! He saw those kids tickling me silly. Oh no... if I can't hold in the
laughter, Zurg'll tickle me senseless, until I agree to help him!
"So, Ranger Nova, have we had a change of heart yet?" Zurg asked, tapping the balls of her
well-yellowed left foot meaningfully. Knowing what was at stake, and that sooner or later
the cavalry would come for her, Mira swallowed deeply and spoke her reply.
"You can go rot in Hell, Zurg!" she said bravely. "I'm a Space Ranger! I'll die before I
ever agree to help you--- EEEEEEKKK!!!"
The tickling of her exposed underarms took the Tangean princess by surprise, and laughter
burst forth from her lips. Zurg, still at her feet, had flipped a secret switch on the
end of the platform, activating a few of its other features. Several small robotic arms
had sprange up, each holding a Rigelian Eagle feather, the softest, most devastatingly
ticklish feathers in the cosmos. Mira struggled with all her willpower to supress her
insane laughter, but the feathers across her bare flesh were simply too much. When Zurg
himself decided to join in with a small circular rotating brush on the bottoms of her pale
yellow soles, Mira completely lost it.
"AHHHHHH!!! NNHHYYYYAAAA!! Hahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahaa... Zuuurrrggg!! Pleeeaseee!
I can't take it! Ahahahahahahahahahaa... nooo noooo noooo... iiittt tiiiccckkklleesss tooo
muuuccchhh!!! Aaaahhahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahhahahahahhahaa..." Vainly, she twisted
and turned her ticklish bare feet, straining against the bonds to pull her arms down, to
avoid the tickling by any means necessary. She gathered all of her Tangean mind powers into
a single all-or-nothing charge to try and Ghost through the table. ANYTHING, to escape the
horrble tickling. Nada. Her body writhed and danced to Zurg's joyful tune as he tickled
the cute pixie of a Princess into tickle oblivion.
Hey, you know, this isn't half bad, Zurg thought to himself. In fact, it's pretty
darn nice. I like this. The feeling of power, of having total control of my victim. Look
at her, she's a wreck! A few more minutes of this, and she'd sell out her own kingdom if
I only promised to stop! Ha! She's completely helpless. All this time I've been going
about it all wrong! No lasers, no missiles, no complicated devices. Just a few feathers
and a circular brush, and I could rule the cosmos! Then, considering for a moment,
he thought, Naaaaahh. I'll stick with the guns and missiles after this. Planet-wide
devastation is still my first love.
"AHHAHHAHHAHHAHHAHA!! NOOOOO!! OHHH CRATERS NOOOO!! NOT MY TOOOOHOHOHOHHOHOHOHEESSSS!!"
Mira acreamed as Zurg directed the spinning bristles into the soft undercurl of the
Ranger's hyperticklish toes. Her toes were her weakest point. She absolutely positively
could NOT take it. She tried to hold on, needed to hold on, knew what was at stake here
but when Zurg, sensing victory near, grabbed her big toe and pulled, spreading her curled
digits apart and moved the brush back into place, Mira knew she was beaten. She screamed
and screamed and screamed her laughter, unable to even say the words, 'I give, I give!"
She would help Zurg, spill her guts, tell him anything he wanted to know, if only he
destroyed that damned brush and dismantled this evil table!!
It took a few moments for Mira to notice the tickling had stopped, and several more before
she had regained enough breath to speak. Zurg, gloating triumphantly, leaned in close to
her. "Well, Ranger Nova, have you had enough, or would you like to go for another hour of
tickle torture?"
An hour? It had seemed like days, or even weeks. She knew she wouldn't survive another
five minutes with the brush between her toes, let alone an hour. Weary, defeated, she
hung her head. "Zurg..." she panted, hated the words she was about to speak, "I---"
"To infinity and beyond!"
With a loud explosion, a hole appeared in the wall, and Buzz Lightyear, Ranger Booster,
and Ranger X-R burst into the room. Zurg, caught off guard, turned, angry and surprised,
to see his nemesis. "Buzz Lightyear?" he exclaimed. "What the devil are YOU doing here?
What happened to all the Hornet robots I sent down to keep you busy?"
"Oh those?" Buzz commented casually, bringing a hand from behind his back. The other
Rangers followed suit, dumping the remains of the Hornets they'd destroyed in making their
way here. "You're slipping, Zurg! You know it takes more than a few measley robots to
stop me. Now release my team member and surrender, or I'll have to get... rough."
Zurg laughed evilly. "Oh Buzz, YOU must be slipping if you think me defenseless. I NEVER
go out without an escape plan." Tapping a button on his wrist, Zurg slid into a trapdoor
underneath him, which closed up seconds after. At the same time, the ship's warning lights
began to flash.
*DANGER! DANGER! SELF-DESTRUCT PROGRAM INITIATED! DESTRUCTION IN TEN SECONDS!* the computer
droned. * NINE! EIGHT!*
"Booster, we're getting out of here!" Buzz ordered. "Clear us a doorway. X-R, get Mira
off that table and zip her in one of your pressure-lock containers. We're evacuatiing
people! Hang on to your underwear!"
Scrambling, Mira and the others rocketed away from Zurg's Stealth Ship just as the
countdown ran out. A fiery explosion rocked the area as the ship exploded. Mira glanced
back at the wreckage, wondering if they had truly seen the last of Zurg.
"You okay, Ranger?" Buzz asked, once they were back aboard his ship, Old #42. "Zurg didn't
hurt you, did he?"
"No, no, I'm fine... just a little... *yawn* tired, that's all. I'll tell you all about it
later, Buzz." She sighed softly. "For now, I just wanna get some rest."
"What was he up to?" Buzz asked, as Mira headed back to her quarters.
The Tangean paused, glancing out the ship porthole again at the scattered debris floating
by aimlessly. "It doesn't matter, Buzz. Zurg's Master Plan blew up in that explosion with
his ship. No need to worry about that anymore."
Meanwhile...
"Curse you, Buzz Lightyear!" Zurg mumbled dismally, as the cramped compartment of his
escape pod rocketed back towards his Mother Ship. "This isn't over. I'll get my revenge
on you, and your lackeys... especially you, Princess Mira Nova! Hah! I know your weakness
now, and I swear, I'll have my revenge!!"
Sputtering, the little space pod streaked slowly across space, heading for home.
((END.))
