TheSolemnOne
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The two-hour drive to the state fair had been filled with Tia’s hype and Moriah’s heavy sighs. Moriah had initially refused to come, preferring a quiet Saturday at home, but Tia had promised that the neon lights and fried dough would be the perfect cure for her recent stress. Now, standing in the middle of a dusty midway, Moriah was less than impressed. "We drove two hours for this!?!" she grumbled, sidestepping a puddle of melted slushie. So far, "fun" had consisted of aggressive crowds, sticky humidity, and a five-dollar corn dog that was mostly breading.
"Come on, Moriah, lighten up! We just haven't found the 'vibe' yet," Tia nudged her, scanning the colorful tents.
They eventually stumbled upon a vintage-style photo booth set up like a medieval carnival. In the center sat a pair of heavy, dark wooden stocks decorated with painted suns and festive banners. "Perfect!" Tia exclaimed, her eyes lighting up. "Get in for a picture! It’ll be hilarious."
Moriah initially refused, but Tia's persistent puppy-dog eyes eventually won her over.
As soon as Moriah was locked in, Tia, with a mischievous grin, quickly slipped off Moriah's colorful heels. Before Moriah could protest, Tia's fingernails were dancing on her soles.
A shriek of laughter erupted from Moriah as she squirmed, unable to escape the ticklish assault. Tia kept it up for a solid minute, both of them dissolving into uncontrollable giggles.
Finally, Tia released her after the photobooth snapped a few photos of the hilarious moment. Gasping for air, Moriah admitted, "Okay, okay, that was actually pretty funny." The tickle attack had broken the ice, and the rest of the fair was filled with genuine smiles and shared laughter.
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This is a sample of what's available on my Patreon subscription tier. Along with a few 15-20 page comics. Enjoy!
The Tickle Chronicles
