This idea comes from Angelblue13257

After the most recent leg of the Ridonculous Race had ended, the Sisters were just about ready to turn in for the night, unknowing that one of the other teams had 'special plans' for them.

"I don't understand why we have to go to sleep so early." Kitty said as she was already dressed in her pajamas. "We go to sleep now, we wake up earlier in the day, we're ahead of the curb against the other teams." Emma explained to her in a matter-of-fact tone. Kitty just rolled her eyes at this explanation. "Whatever you say, sis." She said

As Emma and Kitty slept in their respective beds, the door to their room creaked open, and in crept Sanders and MacArthur from the Police Cadets team. They were carrying feathers and some long rope, and while MacArthur was grinning excitedly, Sanders just seemed to look complacent about the whole thing, only going along with it to please her partner.

They went over to the beds, and proceeded to tie the Sisters down to them tightly with the rope. This got them to slowly awaken from their slumber, to see what was being done to them. "What the?" Kitty asked in puzzlement. "What do you two think you're doing?!" Emma demanded some answers.

"Relax, we're just looking to have some fun, and you seemed like the perfect candidates for us to have it." MacArthur explained casually. "Correction; YOU'RE looking to have some fun, you just made me tag along for the ride." Sanders deadpanned to her partner, who was oblivious to the nicer cop's remark. Sanders rolled her eyes as she went over to Emma, while MacArthur walked over to Kitty, and began to remove her long socks, so that both sisters would be barefoot.

Both Emma and Kitty's eyes went wide, as they knew what was coming, and they struggled to get out of their restraints, ultimately being unsuccessful. Sanders placed one of her hands on one of Emma's feet, and the tip of her feather on the other, and she started to tickle them gently and slowly. MacArthur followed suit with Kitty's feet, but tickled them at a quicker and more vigorous pace.

Both sisters had different reactions to these tickly sensations. Emma was just giggling lightly, but Kitty had exploded into a fit of laughter. "Ihihihihihihihis thihihihihihihihihihis reheheheheheheheally nehehehehehehecessary?" Emma questioned their motives. "Not really, like I said, I was honestly roped into this." Sanders dryly remarked, as she ran both her tickling tools in a circular motion on Emma's feet.

"HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA! EHEHEHEHEHEHEASE UHUHUHUHUHUP, NOHOHOHOHOHOHOT SOHOHOHOHOHOHO ROHOHOHOHOHOHOUGH!" Kitty bellowed with laughter. "I'm sorry, did you say 'not so rough?' Have you met me? Rough is just how I roll!" MacArthur stated as she scribbled her fingers at her victim's right heel, while stroking her feather up and down on her left sole.

As the Cadets continued, their contrasting tickling methods were just as opposite as they themselves were from each other, and it also suited their personal beefs they had with their victims. Whereas Sanders didn't have much of a problem with Emma, MacArthur didn't like how nice Kitty was known for being, thinking of it a sign of weakness that's only good for participation ribbons, and not cash prizes of one million dollars.

"Come on now, Sanders! That's kindergarten stuff! Put some more oomph into it!" She told her partner to liven up her tickling. "You do things your way, and I'll do them mine." The more level-headed cop remarked coolly, before going back to her gentle, non-antagonistic tickling on Emma's feet.

They proceeded to move onto their long arches, and tickle there, as well. Emma seemed to be taking this as well as she has this whole tickling thing; mild annoyance, but not really all that serious about it. But Kitty seemed to be getting more and more anxious to get out of this. Maybe that had to do with the fact that the one tickling her was an aggressive, brutish hothead.

It just got all the more worst for her when she moved on to her toes, and tickled them as they curled and wiggled. "JUHUHUHUHUHUHHUHUST STOHOHOHOHOHOHOHOHOP, AND LEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHET UHUHUHUHUHUHUHUS GOHOHOHOHOHOHOHOHO!" She begged and pleaded as she pounded her fists on the bed, and had tears streaming down her cheeks. But MacArthur was still just as ruthless as she was from the beginning.

They finally stopped after a while, and untied the sisters from their beds, hurrying on off to their own room. Emma just sat up, and rubbed at the slight rope burn that had formed on her arms. When she looked over to check on Kitty, she seemed to be taken aback.

The younger sister had a look of unbridled fury on her face, combined with a desire to get back at her tormentor. "If she thinks I'm just going to let her get away with that scot-free, she's got another thing coming! Let's go!" She got up, grabbed Emma's hand, and took her out the door to find the room the Cadets were in.

Speaking of the Cadets, they were just about getting ready for bed themselves, as MacArthur had her arms folded behind her head, satisfied with their work. "We done good, Sanders. We done good." She remarked casually as she sighed. "Don't you think we were a little harsh on them, though?" Sanders asked concernedly. "Pfft, the way I see it, they'll be thanking us for toughening them up. Besides, you know what they say; time heals all wounds." She stated as she promptly fell asleep and began snoring obnoxiously.

Sanders groaned as she slipped on a pair of noise-cancelling headphones, and tried to fall asleep, as well. As they slept, their door creaked open, and Kitty had gone and gotten into their closet to find the same rope and feathers these two had used on them. She grinned devilishly as she grabbed some supplies, and passed the rest over to Emma.

They proceeded to tie the Cadets down to their beds now, and they were startled awake by what was going on. "What was that you said before about how 'time heals all wounds'?" Sanders snarked as she glared over at her more aggressive partner. "Uhh…" MacArthur didn't have an explanation and instead promptly tried to bust through her ropes, not having any luck. Seemed that because she was much more hefty, she was tied down more tightly, and with more rope, as well. She really did not want to get put through this, as she was immensely ticklish.

Both sisters took their place at the bed of their respective tormentors, ready to get some retribution. Emma was just like Sanders was with her, slowly and gently tickling her feet, getting some light giggles. Meanwhile, MacArthur was an absolute laughing wreck, as Kitty was getting some cathartic pleasure in seeing her squirm as she vigorously and rapidly assaulted her soles with fingers and feathers alike.

"HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA! NOHOHOHOHOHOHOHOHOHOHO, DOHOHOHOHOHOHOHOHOHOHOHOHON'T!" She cackled like a hyena as she couldn't so much as pull her feet away. "Thihihihihihis is the lahahahahahast tihihihihime I lehehehet yohohohou rohohohoohope mehehehe into yohohohohour hahahare-brahahahahained schehehehehehemes." Sanders scolded her partner as she giggled.

So the two mall cops were just left there, at the complete and utter mercy of the two sisters. Kitty especially took pleasure in tickling each one of MacArthur's toes, including underneath them and between them, as well. Emma kept at her post for a while, before she finally decided that enough was enough, and proceeded to untie Sanders from her bed and help her up.

"No hard feelings, Kitty was just really eager for some payback." Emma explained as she walked up to Sanders. "Yeah, don't worry, I guess I had this coming for aiding MacArthur." The cop was fine with getting her turn at being tickled. Turnabout is fair play, after all.

They turned and saw that Kitty was now laughing as well, having some real fun with this, as she continued to tickle MacArthur's feet mercilessly. "Hey, um, you wanna come back to my room to spend the night?" Emma offered Sanders as she gestured towards the door.

"Sounds nice, I could do with going a night without some obnoxious snoring. But what do we do about these two?" The cop pointed her thumb at their partners. "Let's just leave them be, they'll keep each other busy for a while." The lawyer-in-training suggested, and with that decision made, the two were up and out the door, leaving the tied down MacArthur at the wrath of the vengeful Kitty still tickling at her feet with delight.

"ALRIHIHIHIHIHIHIHIHIHIHIHGHT! I'M SOHOHOHOHOHOHOHORRY, JUHUHUHUHUHUHUHUST STOHOHOHOHOP TIHIHIHIHIHIHICKLING MEHEHEHEHE, AHAHAHAHAND LEHEHEHEHET MEHEHEHEHE GOHOHOHOHOHOHO!" The cop begged and tugged at her restraints. "Never!" Kitty cried out dramatically, before she sunk her fingernails back into her victim's soles, and brushed the feathers between her toes. The cop's hysterical laughter and the selfie-taking girl's triumphant laughter were the last sounds those two would be hearing for the rest of the night.

Alright, hope you guys like that one. I apologize if it seemed like the tickling only focused on one of each pair as it happened, but the more I think about it, MacArthur and Kitty DID have a bit of a rivalry in the actual show, while Emma and Sanders didn't have anything personal with each other, so I figured it would make sense.