"Don't drag me into this, I'm scared to death." Anna Willow's breathless voice came through, sounding like she was carrying something heavy up the stairs.
"Anna, I'll reward you with a bag of chips later."
Holly Winslow came out of the bathroom, tossed her phone on the bed, and pounced on Iris Kensington. She pinned her down on her own bed, tickled her with both hands, and added, "Your time has come to 'die'."
Iris Kensington squirmed uncontrollably from the tickling, laughing so hard she could barely breathe. "Hahaha... Holly, I... was wrong! Anna... help me... hahaha..."
"Can't hear you, can't hear you, can't hear you..."
Anna Willow let out a mischievous "hehe" giggle, pulled an apple from her schoolbag, and started munching on it. Enjoying the show and eager to stir the pot, she goaded Holly into continuing the "torture." "Holly, tickle her lower back! That's her most ticklish spot."
