"Alright, but Mouse isn't allowed to play. She's still too young for this sort of stuff."
Summer's sister could barely speak from the outrage upon hearing such stuff, and Summer decided to interrupt her sibling's bubbling tantrum before it could erupt.
"Look, mom told me I needed to look out for you more. We always include you in the end, even though I keep telling you to stay at home, and then mom bothers me about teaching you weird stuff. Until you learn not to babble to everybody about the things we do, I think you should sit this one out."
Mouse gasped, seemingly at a loss for words before she shouted:
"Fine, like I want...like I care about you and your stupid friends, poo-Summer!" She then ran off and slammed the door.
Summer glanced at Jamie who was staring at her, and asked: 'Shouldn'tyou apologize to your sister?"
"What? You don't agree with me?"
"I mean...I think you were perhaps a little bit harsh? Maybe we could've still asked her to referee, or something. Though I also wouldn't mind her as a reward." Jamie clicked her tongue.
"We have a bigger issue no, methinks" Chris interjected. "If Mouse can't play then it's only three people here. We can't really have a tournament if it's just the three of us."
Summer looked annoyed by all this complaining. "Why? First you and Jamie go, then you and I, then...It all works out."
"How about...A trial of endurance? You know - we take turns and see how long everybody can last."
"Yeah, NO. I have had enough of those unwanted, thank you very much."
"Come on it'll be fuuun! We test out each other, we compare tickling techniques...It's more of a competition between the ticklers, really."
Summer thought about it.
"In that case, it may be better if we..."
Soon Mouse was surprised that she heard the others calling for her.
She had no idea why she was called, did her sister change her mind?
Even more surprised she was when Summer just grabbed her an went:
"Alright, Jamie first. Go." and Jamie dug her fingers into her neck.
"Eiihihihihiiii" Mouse cranked her neck and enjoyed the shivers as the fingers ran all over the skin.
Summer pressed the button on a stopwatch and noted down the result.
"Mouse's neck - 10 seconds.
Chris, now you go."
Without warning, Chris' hands dug into Mouse's sensitive ribs.
After some struggling and slapping, Mouse was finally released. Summer nodded approvingly and wrote down this one, too.
Confused Mouse turned her face toward her older sister.
"S-summer, what is this about?"
"Oh, we decided on a test of tickling skill and we needed a target. Just lay there and do nothing, like you always do."
"Let's see...Mouse's TOES, next..." She grabbed Mouse's two big toes and fiddled them around, which made Mouse burst out into laughter and closed her legs for the sake of not peeing herself.
"5.5 seconds." Summer said, satisfied. "That puts me in the lead, I believe?"
"Hey, no fair, you knew which one was the best spot from the beginning." Chris complained.
"You all got a chance to call your own spots and besides, this is just game, it's impossible to divvy up a person in way that is completely fair. Alright, who's next?"
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