Percy slowly slipped off the slipper, then whipped out a brush he had found earlier. He twirled it around in his hand. "Say... Are you ticklish?" Thalia's eyes widened.
"NO! I'M NOT!"
Percy tutted and shook his head. "Really? Then you won't mind if I... Do this?"
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