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Galahad's Interrogation

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Galahad lay flat on his back next to the river, relaxing in the evening sun. He was a Buizel, and a particularly furry one at that. He had had a long day of chores and other things to do for his friends, and he really just wanted to lie down and have a nice little nap. But unfortunately, he wouldn’t be able to.

Right then, several Pokémon stood some distance away from Galahad, who would have seen them most likely had they not been on his right side. That came with being blind in ones right eye. Because he couldn’t see them, one would think he would be listening for something out of the ordinary, but not today. The Pokémon waited for the Buizel to nod off to sleep and when he did, they approached, a Meowth, who also seemed to be the leader of them pulling out a large amount of rope.

The Meowth bent down a poked Galahad, who didn’t wake up. With he began to tie the Buizel’s arms to sides, and tied his ankles together as well. When that was done, the second Pokémon, a Machop, came and picked Galahad up and began to carry him away from the area. After a few minutes, they entered a wooded area and set Galahad up against a tree rather forcefully. He woke up with the sudden jolt.

Galahad yawned, “Must have been sleep walking again.” He tried to stretch but found that he couldn’t move his arms. He blinked and looked down to see that he was completely tied up. “Huh? What the?” He struggled and tried to pull free.

The Meowth chuckled, “There isn’t any use doing that!” he said, and Galahad looked up. He saw the Meowth and Machop, as well as a Raichu, a Shinx, and a Swellow. They were all looking down at him with evil grins on their faces.

Galahad shivered a little. “W-who a-are you?”

“We are of no consequence.” The Meowth told him. “But what we want is a different matter.”

“What do you want? Money?” Galahad asked frantically. “I don’t have any on me.”

“I don’t want money. I want this.” The Meowth said as he pulled out a piece of paper that was very old. Galahad looked at the sketch on it. It was a stone like object, with a strange marking on it. He was sure he had never seen it before in his life.

“I don’t know what that is.” Galahad said truthfully.

The Raichu spoke up. “I think he is lying. We tracked it down to this location.”

“Yeah, and we have reliable source, boss.” The Swellow added.

“So, little Buizel, it looks like we’ll have to extract the information by force.” Meowth said as he unsheathed a claw. Galahad whimpered a little as the stepped closer to him. Galahad closed his eyes; he didn’t want to see what was going to happen, when suddenly he felt the claw lightly tickle his right foot. He started giggling at the sensation, which was the last thing he had expected. “Yep, definitely a ticklish one. Got the tools ready?” the tickling stopped and Galahad looked back up.

Machop stepped forward, carrying a bag in his arms, which he placed next to Meowth. “Here you go, sir.”

Meowth nodded and looked back at Galahad. “Last chance! Tell us where it is.” He said. Galahad had absolutely no idea what they were talking about, so he remained silent. “Very well.”, the Meowth said as he unsheathed the rest of his claws and began to tickle both of Galahad’s feet. Galahad bit his lip and tried to hold in his giggles, curling his toes a little. This was nothing; he had had much worse than this at the hands of Max the Riolu and Mordred the Squirtle. But the Meowth soon pulled a feather out of bag and began to drag that along his soles. Galahad soon broke into heavy giggles and his feet twitched. The feather dragged up to his toes and back down to his heel. It continued like this almost an hour when it stopped.

Galahad took the chance to catch his breath. His feet felt very tingly after being tickled nonstop for an hour, but it wasn’t anything he couldn’t take. When he had recovered enough the Meowth spoke, “Are you ready to tell us?”

“I told you!” Galahad said, “I don’t knohohohow hahahahah!” The feather stroked his foot again before he could prepare himself. These guys were serious, even if Galahad didn’t know anything. This time, the tickling stopped after ten minutes. The Meowth put the feather down and reached in the bag again, eventually pulling out a hairbrush. Galahad let out another little whimper, as a brush was much worse than a feather. Meowth noticed this and a nasty looking grin appeared on his face. He placed the bristles on Galahad's right foot and slowly began to move it up and down the sole. Galahad giggled then started to laugh, wiggled his toes and paddled his feet.

"HeheheheheHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!!!!" Galahad began to try and struggle against the ropes binding him, but to know affect. So he sat there as Meowth switched to his other foot and brushed that one. He felt his toes being pulled back, and the brush being used on the underside of his toes, which sent him into even louder hysterics than before. Meowth also brushed along the pads in the center of his soles, which produced just as much laughs from the Buizel.

It was almost an hour and a half later, the sun was close to setting, when Galahad was given another break. He panted and it took a few minutes to catch his breath. "I tell.......you........I........don't know.....anything."

The Swellow made a clicking noise. "Looks good so far." The Raichu chuckled a little at that, while the Meowth looked very irritated and looked over at the Shinx. "You're up." Galahad looked up at that with a confused look on his face. What did the Meowth mean by that.

The Shinx smiled, "I was hoping for this." He said, in a surprisingly squeaky voice. He walked up to the Buizel. "Hello, got your breath?"

"Y-yeah." Galahad said, very nervously.

"Good." the Shinx said as he brought his face up to Galahad's feet, and Galahad knew in an instant what the Shinx was going to do. The Shinx stuck out his tongue and licked the sole of Galahad's right foot.This was the worst possible thing they could do, as not only were Galahad's feet extremely over-sensitized from the hours of tickle torture, but he absolutely hated licking. But despite his disgust, he broke into hysterical laughter.

"HeheheAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHANOHOHOHOHOHO!!!!!!!!!" Galahad tried to curl his toes as the tongue moved up to them, but the Shinx nipped at them, causing him to uncurl them. He felt the slimey tongue lick the underside of his toes, which made him laugh even harder. Tears welled up in his eyes as the Shinx continued it horrible torture.

It was almost 30 minutes before Galahad, his feet soaked with saliva and tears running down his face, couldn't take anymore of it. He had to say something, anything to get it to stop. "OHOHOHOHKAYAHAHHAHAHAHAI'LLHAAHAHAHATALKHAHAHAHAHAI'LLHAHAHAHAHATAHAHAHAHALKHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!!!!!!!!!" Immediately the tickling stopped, and Galahad was allowed to calm down.

After several minutes, the Meowth spoke up. "Well?"

Galahad blinked the tears out of his eyes and said "My friend Subaru, he explores alot, and he knows alot of things." Galahad hated himself for that, but anything to stop the torture. "I live with him and Charmander and Croagunk in a little house near here."

Meowth grinned and patted Galahad on the head. "Then lets head there." Everyone nodded and got up, but the Shinx looked a little disappointed. "Don't worry, you can continue when we get there." the Shinx brightened up at these words, and Galahad realized that it wasn't over.
The start of what hopes to be an interesting series. The next installments will be more indepth than this, don't worry.

Galahad the Buizel (c) to me.

Pokemon (c) to Nintendo and Game Freak.
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