This idea comes from Angelblue13257

The Ridonculous Race had just ended, and all the teams had gone back home. In the apartment of the Police Cadets, MacArthur was busy screaming into a pillow furiously. "Ugh! Seriously, that girl has got some nerve with what she did!" She screamed in a muffled tone.

She wasn't angry about her ranking, as 2nd place was nothing to scoff at, but rather she was angry about Josee. Maybe it was because of the ungratefulness she showed after the cop had SAVED HER FROM DROWNING, but that conniving ice skater with a freaky smile really knew how to make her blood boil, and she wasn't even here.

Seeing her partner all riled up like this, Sanders knew this wasn't going to be good, and had to do something to make sure she not only calmed down, but also that she let go of what had happened, so she desperately tried to think of something that she could do. She snapped her fingers as she was struck with inspiration.

She rushed over quickly, and pinched MacArthur's neck in a specific spot, in a specific way. As the hothead thrashed about, she suddenly found herself getting sleepy. "Shh, shh, that's it, MacArthur. Just go to sleep." Her partner told her in a soothing tone before gently bringing her down to the floor, completely out like a light.

Sanders wiped her brow in relief, as she had just avoided their home seeing any kind of serious damage. She heaved and hoed as she lifted her partner up onto the couch, placing her ankles on one end, and placing her wrists on the opposite end, letting her hands and feet dangle off the arms of the couch.

She went over to the closet and pulled out a roll of duct tape. She ripped off a couple long pieces, and used them to pin down MacArthur's wrists and ankles, to really leave her mobilized. She also looked, and saw that during her partner's roughness, she ended up knocking some of the feathers out of the pillow. But that would prove to be alright, because Sanders could use those in her calming down process.

MacArthur gave a long yawn as she was finally starting to awaken, but as she tried to get up, she found herself unable to. As she struggled to try and break free, she looked and saw the position that she was in. "Urgh! Uh Sanders, what gives? What's going on here?" She asked nervously.

"MacArthur, you've got to let go of Josee's horrible attitude. It's not any good for your health, or for our apartment." Sanders explained. "What?! I can't just let that go, all easy peasy! I'm sure you would be feeling the same, if that ungrateful little psycho had done it to you!" MacArthur screamed as she struggled some more.

Sanders gave a sigh. "And that's exactly why I had you strapped down, you would be all rambunctious and violent, and destroying stuff if you weren't. Now then, I'm just going to try and calm you down and make you feel better." She said as she walked over to her partner's midsection, with a feather in her hand.

"And just how do you plan on doing tha-AH! Hahahahahahahahahahahahahahaha!" She didn't get to finish her question, because Sanders had just begun scribbling her fingers on one of her sides, while also brushing the feather along her belly, as well. "Sahahahahahahahahahahahanders, whahahahahahahahat ahahahahahare yohohohohohohou dohohohohohohoing?! Yohohohohou knohohohohow hohohohohohow tihihihihihihicklish I ahahahahahaham! Heeheeheeheeheeheeheehee!" She giggled and squirmed.

"Yes, I do know, which is why I'm doing this. Besides, you've always done this to me before whenever I was mad about something, so I think it only makes sense for me to do the same for you." Sanders told her with a grin, as she continued onwards. She swirled the feather around in place on her belly, while getting at her left side. "Coochie, coochie, coochie~!" She teased playfully.

"Nohohohohohohohohohohohoho! Lehehehehehehehet me ohohohohohout of hehehehehehehehere!" She protested as she giggled and laughed. "Not a chance, I'm having way too much fun here!" Sanders shook her head as she switched over to her right side and brushed the feather against her ribcage.

"Hehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehe! Cohohohohohohohome ohohohohon, stohohohohohohohop!" She kept bucking and squirming, trying to get the duct tape to break, but not having any success. Sanders didn't let up, and she wouldn't let up until she succeeded in cheering her partner up.

After spending a couple more minutes tickling everywhere on MacArthur's midsection, Sanders stopped before she walked over to her partner's feet, and she began to slowly remove her boots. "I figured I'd say your weak spot for last." She said as MacArthur paled. "Oh no, no Sanders! Come on, just let me go! I'll be fine!" She shook her head vigorously, but Sanders wouldn't be convinced.

She kneeled down and began brushing two of the feathers up and down on MacArthur's feet. "Pfff-HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!" The strapped down cop laughed heartily as she those soft, delicate feathers danced around on the sensitive skin on her biggest weak spot.

Sanders laughed herself, as she was really having quite a lot of fun with this. She slowly brushed the feathers up from MacArthur's heels, and swirled them around in circles on her soles. "HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA! SAHAHAHAHAHAHAHANDERS, STOHOHOHOHOHOHOHOHOP!" She cackled madly as she couldn't keep it together. As she threw her head back in laughter, her cap fell off her head.

Sanders slowly brushed the feathers across her partner's long arches as her feet flailed around helplessly. "HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA! NOHOHOHOHOHOHOHOHOHOHOHO!" Her face was turning red, and tears streamed down her cheeks from laughing so hard for so long. But her partner didn't seem absolutely satisfied just yet.

Sanders held MacArthur's toes back and proceeded to tickle them with the feathers. "Pfff-HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA! NOHOHOHOHOHOHO, NOHOHOHOHOHOHOHOT MY TOHOHOHOHOHOHOHOES!" This seemed to be what broke the hotheaded cop. "ALRIHIHIHIHIHIHIHIHIGHT! ALRIHIHIHIHIHIHIHIHIHIGHT, YOHOHOHOHOHOU CAHAHAHAHAHAN STOHOHOHOHOHOHOP THIHIHIHIHIHIS NOHOHOHOHOHOHOHOHOHOW!" She begged and pleaded to be let go.

Sanders finally stopped and allowed her partner to catch her breath, before going to start removing the duct tape from her wrists and ankles. "There we go, how do you feel?" She asked cheekily. MacArthur just glared at her for a moment, before sighing and bearing a grin. "Alright, I gotta admit, it did feel kind of fun." She admitted. "Though don't think that means I won't find a way to get back at you later."

"I know, but it was still worth it." Sanders said as she switched the TV on and they began to watch a couple programs.

Alright, if I'm going to be perfectly honest, this one felt more like a chore for me, than feeling any actual enjoyment. These past couple of weeks, I have been busy with other things like college work, and helping with caring for my toddler brothers, and therapy, but the one who suggested this idea had been pestering me repeatedly over the last couple days to get it done. I just want to give a reminder to you guys that I can't always keep this series updated frequently, and that sometimes I need to take a bit of a break from it to focus on other things.

That is to say, I'll still be more than happy to do whatever ideas I can when I get the chance. But if I can't, that's still alright, my real life takes more priority. And I don't mean to offend the one who suggested this idea. I just wish for her to be more patient next time, and that I can't fulfill ideas right away. So with that said, even if I didn't have as much fun writing this one, I hope you guys are happy with it, at least.