They say revenge is best served cold and it tastes sweet in the mouth. But one thing they never say about revenge is that sometimes, it can involve feet. What goes around, comes around.
Hogan was caught off-guard and tackled to the ground by Sergeant Schultz who then proceeded to hold him down via sitting on his back. Then Klink strolled over and was grinning like a shark. "Good job, Schultz. Hold him there and don't let him get away!"
"Care to explain?" Hogan asked, looking upward at the smirking Kommandant.
Klink knelt down and looked at Hogan with mock sympathy – Hogan's face was showing strain from the obese guard pinning him to the ground.
"Remember what happened last week, Colonel Hogan?" Klink asked as his lips formed a twisted frown. "You tickled my poor feet until I nearly wet my uniform. Then you told me that I could tickle you back. This offer did not interest me at first but I have changed my mind since then!"
Hogan bit his lip and nodded. "I see."
Klink smirked and walked over to Hogan's feet, which were laying perfectly still. He wasted no time. He picked up Hogan's right foot and pulled off the boot.
Schultz giggled and clapped his hands briefly in excitement. He seemed even more interested in this than Klink did.
Hogan grinned and started snickering when he felt a light scribble on his socked sole. Klink was pleased with this reaction but wanted something more intense so he moved his tickling fingers faster.
"Hehehehehe, now Klink! Be reasonable! Hahahahahaha!" Hogan laughed and squirmed, but he had to admit that he was enjoying it. Though it rarely happened, Hogan actually liked being tickled.
But Klink couldn't stand tickling – it was pure torture for him. And he had hoped that Hogan would hate it too.
"Let me help!" Schultz said, smiling eagerly. Without waiting for a reply, Schultz grabbed Hogan's left foot, yanked off the boot and sock, and started tickling his bare foot.
"HAHAHAHAHAHAHA! NO FAIR TEAMING UP!" Hogan burst into hysterical laughter and clawed frantically at the dirt.
"Look at poor, poor Colonel Hogan!" Klink sang, happily. "He can't take his own medicine!" With that, he danced his fingers on the ball of Hogan's foot. This proved to be Hogan's weakest spot of all.
"AAAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAAHAHA! COME ON! CUT IT OUT!" Hogan yelled, though he still found the ticklish sensation to be enjoyable.
"Schultz…do you think we should tell everybody about this?" Klink asked with a smirk.
Schultz shook his head and made a zipper motion at his lips. "I know nooothing!"
The pair continued to tickle relentless and Hogan ached with laughter.
Klink and Schultz both started laughing right along with him. Secretly, Hogan was kind of happy for them. He knew laughter was the best medicine.
The End