"Okay Ben, I won't tell him, I'll show him," she said, chanting a spell and chaining his arms up and his feet to the dash board.
"NO! Please, don't do this," Ben begged.
"Sorry Ben, but you said you wouldn't laugh, so I've got to," Gwen said, pulling up his shirt.
"What are you doing?" Kevin asked.
"Showing you his weakness," Gwen replied, " You see, my little cousin here is extremely and insanely TICKLISH!"
"No way!" Kevin exclaimed, " I can't believe it! TICKLISH! Wow, that's so surprising, if I had known, I would have sooo taken advantage of that."
"Which is why, I'm telling you now, since you have changed sides," Gwen explained.
"So wittle cousin, are you stiw ticklewish," Gwen said, "I haven't tickled him in 5 years. But, considering how he's struggling and how panicked he is, he's obviously is."
"Yes, I am, but please don't tickle me. You know I can't take it," Ben pleaded.
"Sorry couz, but I can't resist," Gwen said, mischieviously.
"Let's start with your...
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