#I LOVE HER BUT MY GOHOSH

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RWBY: Remnant Filled with Laughter - Chapter 2, Part 1

Chapter 2: The Day They Waited For

Blake never felt this lonely. Even when she was by herself, she found some content with the idea that it was for the betterment of others, but she was at home, with her family, with Sun, with her people, and she had never felt this alone in her life. Usually, laying down upon the rooftop of her family home and starring up at the exceptionally beautiful night sky looming over Menagerie would clear her mind, but all it did was make her miss her friends.

Her time with them was precious, she would think back at the fun they had, and it was enough to almost make her smile. Almost. But then she told herself that they were better off without her. It was for the best. But it did bring her a sense of guilty comfort thinking back to those words that Ruby told her all those months ago.

"Bring it on.~"

Blake actually smirked. "Well, you're rather confident, but we're not going to go easy on you." Blake released her clone, who rushed over to Ruby's left foot and kneeled down. Ruby had no time to prepare herself as the clone quickly started scribbling her nails against the bare, pink sole trapped in front of her.

"GAAHAH! W-W-WAHAHAIT! I WAHAHASN'T REHEHEADY! YOHOU'RE SUHUHUPPOSED TO STAHAHART SLOHOHOW!"

Blake calmy approached her right foot, which was currently tugging against the nylon ropes to try and protect her foot being so recklessly tormented by the excited clone. Unfortunately for Ruby, her feet were tied too far apart for any such priviledge, and Blake wasted little time slowly dragging a sharp nail down her quivering arch.

"Sorry, but I don't have a lot of control over that clone. She sort of just does her own thing. That shouldn't be a problem, yeah? You're resiliant, you should be able to handle her. Me, on the other hand, you should be more concerned about."

Ruby had no chance to brace herself, she wouldn't be able to handle either one, but two Blakes having their way with her? She would break.

"HEHEHAHAH THIHIS IHIHIS SOHO NOHOT FAHAHAIR! I DOHOHON'T DEHEHEHESERVE THIHIS! I BEHEHET THE BOHOHOOK IHIHISN'T EHEHEVEN THAHAHAT GOHOHOOD!"

Blake was a tad agitated now, letting her emotions get the best of her as she started scratching her claws against Ruby's poor arch, five nails more than enough to make her regret any poor choice of words.

"Yeah, well I guess I wouldn't know! Oh, how about you give Yang a call on her scroll! Get her opinion! Have her critique literature! How about a book report? Yeah! I bet she'll have plenty of time, training with Weiss all weekend to sit down and analyze MY book from cover to cover!"

Ruby instantly felt the remorse of her words, throwing her head back in intense laughter, now having no choice but to try and calm Blake down and apologize, needing to ease the torment on her defenseless feet.

"OKAHAHAY! I'M SOHOHORRY! I BEHEHET IHIT'S THEHE BEHEHEST BOHOOK EHEHEVER! YOHOHOU'LL LOHOHOVE IHIT!"

Again, Ruby said the wrong thing. As the clone tickled without any rhyme or reason, her nails finding every ticklish centimeter they could find, which happened to be the entire foot, the real Blake added her other set of nails into the mix, more frusterated than before, and using these fingers to spider against Ruby's heel, all while giving her arch the same cruel attention.

"I bet it is! A literary masterpiece! Words woven like poetry from the forward to the closing statements! I'd LOVE to read it!"

Ruby shut her eyes, trying to concentrate, trying to find the right words to say to make Blake relent, but every outcome she could fathom in her currently warped mind all lead to the outcome of Blake making it more unbearable. She scrunched her soles, she yanked on her ankles, but nothing helped. As much as her feet flailed, Blake meticulously followed her sole with unmatched accuracy, and the clone just managed to find more places just as sensitive as the last. She was trapped between precision and madness, and each was horrible for completely different reasons.

"STAHAHAP! GIHIMME A BREHEHEAK! BLAHAHAKE! PLEHEHEASE! IHIHIT'S TOHOHOO MUHUCH!"

Blake scowling, calmed back down and regained her composure, deciding to show mercy on her friend and relenting, putting a palm on the clone's shoulder and gently pushing her off, who responded by lazily falling backwards, a silly, hungry smile on her face. She wanted more, but the clone had enough sense to realize that Ruby was still human and needed to catch her breath.

Ruby was panting, her cheeks red as she laid her head against Blake's pillow, eternally greatful for the small relief.

"Ohoh my gohosh.. T-Thahank you.. Ahhah.."

Blake stood up and looked down at her giggling prey. She woulnd't show it, but she was having a lot of fun with this. It had been so long since she had these opprotunities, she forgot how the feeling of torturing somebody in this manner made her feel. She felt warmness, comfort and trust. She may have forced Ruby into this situation, but she was experienced enough to realize Ruby is sincerely enjoying herself.

"You really like this, don't you?" She asked, allowing Ruby to stimulate her thoughts outside of the desperate attempts to avoid her ticklish fate.

"I-I always.. Hahah.. Liked it when Yang tickled me.. I never told her how much I like this but.. I would always dangle my feet over the edge of the couch, or hide her things.. Or even sneak up on her and tickle her myself, and every time she would get payback on me. I think she secretly knew what I wanted.. And how much I like it, she's smart.. For a big sister.." She said, finally calm and with a smile on her face.

While Blake never had that sisterly connection that Ruby had, she understood what she was talking about and where she was coming from. She opened her mouth, wanting to talk about it, but.. No, she thought otherwise. She had a mission right now.

"Well, I bet Yang went easy on you. I'm not."

Ruby smirked a little and looked up at Blake, the same teasing look in her eyes as before.

"Oh? I thought you were going easy. Yang's way meaner.~"

Blake let out a small smirk, she knew Ruby was trying to agitate her but she decided to simply stay calm and prove first hand just how mean she could be. "Really now? Well, let's change that, shall we?" She said as she walked over to the dresser and opened up a drawer near the top. This is where the girls kept their cosmetics, grooming tools, toiletries, all the sorts, and she pulled out a bottle of Weiss' lotion and two hairbrushes, belonging to the girls in the room right now.

Ruby was on pins and needles now. She had never felt this sort of ticklish treatment she was about to receive, but she had most certainly seen videos of it on her scroll. She had always wanted to know what this felt like, and now she would finally receive the pleasure of finding out firsthand.

Blake's clone reached out for one of the hairbrushes with eagerness, only for Blake to bat her hand away with it. "Not yet, we need to put the lotion on first." She said as she sat back down and poured the lotion onto her hands before rubbing it into Ruby's left foot, massaging it in gently and with effective precision, getting every inch of her soles covered and properly and evenly spread, giving her soles a nice glossy sheen from heel to toe and everything between.

The clone, on the other hand, poured a more-than-enough amount of Weiss' expensive lotion directly onto Ruby's right foot, it dripping off her sole and onto the carpet below and she rubbed her palms into her foot, spreading it all over the place, making sure to sneak her nails into the rubbing to keep Ruby aware of how sensitive her feet would soon be. After a minute or two, this foot was drenched in lotion.

Ruby relaxed as best she could, when the clone wasn't sneaking her nails onto her slick soles, as the rubbing was very nice, and she could smell the hint of vanilla coming from the lotion, solving the mystery of why Weiss smelled like this sometimes. But that wasn't important. What was, however, was the heavenly feeling Ruby felt as her soles were given this attention, leaning her head back and closing her eyes, only to be interrupted by the occassional nail from the clone.

Then she felt the brushes, and Blake had never heard Ruby scream that loud before.

"AAAGGHHHHHAHAHAHAH! OH MY GOHOHOHOD! STAHAHAHAHAP! BLAHAHAHAKE! PLEHEHEASE!"

Blake held Ruby's big toe firmly between her thumb and her index finger, keeping the quivering foot in place as the round-tipped bristles of her black hairbrush scrapped against her arches, all the way down to her heels and up to the balls of her feet, and repeating the process. "Hmm, surely this can't be that bad. After all, I'm not as mean as Yang, yeah?"

The clone didn't bother using a free hand to keep her shaking foot steady, to her that meant there were five nails not doing their duty to help the brush. The brushes scrubbed madly all over her sole without any reason or pattern, just to bring about as much frantic laughter from the poor girl that she could bring out, with her five nails serving almost as a way to keep her foot in line. If she tried shaking it too far in any direction, the nails would just skitter against her sole to send it back where it came from.

Ruby couldn't tell which was worse, she could only scream her ticklish head off as her feet were being tortured beyond what she had imagined. She had always watched the videos, she had fantasized about it, she had waited her whole life to be put in this exact scenario, and here it was.

The videos made it look easy.

"YOHOHOU HAHAVE TO STAHAHAP! BLAHAHAKE! I CAHAHAN'T DOHOHO THIHIHIS! HEHAHAHAHAH IHIHIT'S TOO MUHUHUCH! PLEHEHEHEASE!"

Blake almost felt bad for the girl. Almost. She had teased and taunted her, taken her belongings and talked about how much she liked being tickled. Blake convinced herself she was doing Ruby a favor. She huffed at the begging and screaming filling the room and used her hand to hold her foot steady, wrapping her hand from her arch to the back of her foot as she started digging the hairbrush against her toes, pushing them back ever so gently so as not able to wiggle away from the ticklish bristles.

The clone soaked in the poor girl's pleading, jabbing her nails between the wiggling digits and scrapping against the webbing inside, drinking in the melodic symphony of suffering coming from Ruby's lips as the brush scrubbed over every available portion of sole that it could possibly explore, sliding around on her drenched foot with ease.

Ruby was beside herself in agony. She needed the cats to stop. It was the very top priority of her existence right now. Her feet were far too sensitive, and being put in front of Blake's skillful fingers and her clone's unpredictable madness, she was certain that if somebody who was not ticklish at all was subjected to this, they would have been screaming for mercy.

After ten minutes of this, Blake finally relented. Ruby was a mess, her body covered in sweat, her hair unkept and sticking to her face, her chest heaving up and down in exhaustion as she caught her breath. Blake was certain she had out-tickled the tickle-hungry girl that lay broken before her. "So, what do you have to say for yourself?" She asked, arms crossed over her chest in certain victory.

After a few seconds, Ruby turned her attention to her teammate, opened her mouth as if to speak and plead her case. The words were about to escape her lips, but before they even had a chance, a gasp quickly shot out of her throat, introducing a new stream of giggles.

"AAHAH! Aahahahahah wahahait! Noho, stahahahahap!~"

Blake tilted her head in curiosity before remembering her clone. She looked over and there she was, her hands clamped tightly around Ruby's foot as she dragged her rough, wet, cat-like tongue right over her arches, purring lovingly as she did so.

"Blahahake! H-Hehehelp! Yohohour tohohongue tihihickles! Gehehet her ohohoff! Plehehease!~"

Normally, Blake would simply let her victims suffer, but because she did just force Ruby through such tremendous torment, she decided to be nice. "Hey, off! Give her a break!" She demanded.

And her clone had the nerve to ignore her master.