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Tymber was sitting on the couch, grabbing his own stomach as Canas was sitting at the table, looking through his phone. "Canaaas! I am hungry! Have you ordered something yet?" Tymber asked, attempting to alleviate his hunger by watching some weird prank show. "I"m working on it! Now, the closest delivery places are Parrot Pizza and Mucho Taco, you up for some pizza?". Tymber raised his arm for a thumbs up, still watching the TV. "Sure, pizza sounds alright. Isn"t that the place that has pepper supreme and stuff crust? Can I get that?" Tymber said, sitting up and making himself seem more desperate than he actually is. "Oh yeah, this is that place, uhh, what"s it called... Oh right! The Confetti Pizza, right? Bell peppers and red peppers, yeah, really good. I"m getting the chicken ranch pizza..." He typed his order into the phone while Tymber looked over half excited. "Alright! Oh, can we get those breadsticks too? They"re so good!" Tymber requested, with Canas putting it in the order. "Allllllright, so we have two medium pizzas and some breadsticks, with 10% tip, that comes down to... $30. I take it you are paying half?" Canas said, with Tymber looking in his pockets.

"Oh shoot, dude, I forgot to bring my wallet. Sorry!" He said, Canas slightly eying him. "Oh no! I"m not falling for that! I saw you pull out your wallet earlier today when we bought a taxi." Canas rebutted, Tymber looking back at him. He tried to think of any other way to try to get out of paying, he was saving up for that new game console, the Pbox Switch, the ultimate in gaming, and an extremely expensive console at that. "Fine, you caught me, but-" he stopped for a moment, looking up and down Canas, before realizing that Canas wasn"t wearing socks, he must"ve taken them off while searching for delivery. A slight smirk formed as Tymber knew exactly how to get a free pizza. "-But, I have a deal for you. When"s the pizza gonna be here? Like, thirty minutes?" He asked, with Canas slightly nodding, not understanding where he was going with this. "Let"s duke it out with some good ol" fun, maybe with..." He leaned back and put his paws on the head of the couch, facing Canas. "Tickling?" Canas looked a little flustered about the situation, Tymber intently teasing Canas by wiggling and scrunching his paws. "Fine. Whoever lasts longest without laughing doesn"t pay for the pizza at all... and if the pizza man get"s here before then, the other person pays, deal?". Tymber grinned, thinking that he could surely last thirty minutes of tickling from this dork. "Deal."

Canas put a timer on his phone and immediately started working on the propped-up feet by a couple fingers dragging up and down his paws. Tymber squirreled around slightly, wiggling in his seat as the fingers made him slightly uncomfortable. He couldn"t let his friend win this, he wasn"t going to let out a peep so long as he doesn"t do anything extremely drastic. The fingers tapped up and down the neon wolf"s feet, being too soft for his own good. "Man, your feet are so soft! It"s a surprise you can walk on my carpet and not be a giggly mess!" Canas taunted, trying to get to him by scritching between his toes and dragging a finger across them. Tymber gave an exaggerated smile at his tickler, trying to hide his actual ticklishness to himself. In reality, he was a very ticklish person, always has been, and a small part of him regretted taking on the dog in a 1v1 tickle duel. But a bigger part of him was more excited, honestly, to just get to tickle the dog"s soles in return, and he wasn"t planning on pulling back any punches with it. That, and also, he never liked showing that he was weak, and figured that Canas was much more ticklish than he was.

Canas meanwhile was liking how soft and ticklish this poor pup"s feet were. His fingers almost sunk into his paws like a pillow, his furry arches were soft to the touch. But what he liked most about this wolf was his toe beans, partially because they wiggled and flinched adorably with every poke and prode he was doing to Tymber. He knew from the couple of times they had tickle fights in the past that Tymber was a giggly fella, especially when you talk to him in a certain almost degrading way. "Awww, is the poor little puppy trying to keep it together? Don"t worry! Canas is gonna make sure his beans are all working properly!" He said, laughing to himself slightly as Tymber couldn"t bear to look. He realized it was starting to get to him, especially with the talking, but he wouldn"t let him win it. He was stubborn about this, even if it was namely to dodge $15 for the pizza. Canas knew this, and instead of starting light and letting him ease into something a little more intense, he was trying to make it intense as much as possible, partially because he was being a jerk about it, and partially because he wouldn"t pass up not paying for pizza.

Canas stepped away and looked around for something to use as a tool. "Aww, is the puppy giving up!? I wouldn"t mind not paying for pizza!" Tymber gloated, Canas looking back. "I wouldn"t mind either." Canas responded, grabbing his own tail, and waving it over Tymber"s feet. Tymber almost exploded with laughter from the unexpectedness, but he had to stay strong, not only because he wasn"t going to lose to this silly dog, but as he looked at the clock above, he saw that it had only been five minutes. He grumbled and wheezed slightly, but none of what he did could be considered anything above a laugh. Canas let the tail swish across his feet, almost rubbing them together as Tymber slightly banged on the cushion of the couch. "How does your little adorable feetsies like my big bushy tail, huh? So fine and clean, almost like a feather duster if you think about it!" He said, getting under Tymber"s skin. "Shhh-Shut up, nerd!" He responded, Canas chuckling at his anger. While he was brushing the wolf"s paws with his tail, he looked around the room for a tool to use on the wolf. It wasn"t until he saw his pen holder when he had a devious idea, allowing Tymber to breath for a moment before facing perhaps his biggest challenge of the night.

He grabbed one of the pens and wiggled it in Tymber"s sight, giving a sly smile as he stopped using his tail for a moment. "You know, your paws seem so comfortable... I bet this pen will glide across them soooo easily!" He said, before starting to draw swirls on the wolf"s pads. Tymber nearly exploded right then and there, trying his hardest to keep his attention from the pen drawing on his clean paws. He tried watching the TV to keep his mind off the letters being written on his toe beans. He tried closing his eyes to deprave the little pictures being drawn on his paws. He could have continued trying his hardest to keep his cool, and might have lasted a little longer, but Canas knew just how to break him. "Awwwww! Let me take a picture of this art!" He squealed, taking out his phone for pictures. As soon as the flashlight blinked, his embarrassment exploded, and he started giggling to himself. "No-ho-ho-ho! Stop it! Don"t take pictures of my-hi-hi-hi feeeet!" Tymber begged, with Canas pressing a button on his phone. "Laughed at that? All I did was take a picture, dude." Canas said. Tymber didn"t know how long it had been, but it felt longer than 15 minutes, hell, maybe it was even 20, meaning Canas would be paying for the pizza. He took a deep breath and sit up to hear the time.

"Ten minutes, thirteen seconds"

Tymber pouted slightly. "Ten minutes!?" He said, with Canas smirking. Tymber sat for a moment trying to think about how to repay Canas for the terrible and brutal tickling. He got up and pat the seat. "Your turn Canas... I kept the cushion warm for you!" Tymber said, with Canas sighing and trying to keep himself in a serene state, as he sat on the seat and propped his paws up on the seat. They were slightly dirty from walking around barefoot, but they still seemed quite soft. He slightly smiled as he started with simple pokes. Canas gave a long sigh as he kept his composure quite well. "These are like little buttons, your toes, heheh! Beep beep boop!" He said, prodding each toe as if he was pressing them. Canas slightly stifled and looked up at Tymber. "You think you"re gonna get to me? I am not going to pay for that pizza, nerd. Try your best" Canas taunted. Tymber gave an evil smile, before revealing his claws. "Toe boops aren"t enough for you? Let"s try some scritches, huh!?" He responded.

He scratched Canas" paws, like trying to itch them for him. In reality, though, Canas was trying hard not to laugh. Much like Tymber"ss paws, Canas" were extremely soft and fuzzy, though instead of green  fur, his was blue and white, which only made them seem more subtle, and made them especially more ticklish looking. Tymber dragged his claws up and down the poor mutt"s paws, almost longingly looking at them. While he liked the bonus of not having to pay for pizza, his real intentions was to enjoy Canas" paws, partially as revenge and partially because he simply wanted to. Canas was often up for kinky stuff with Tymber, however he often would be the one tickled instead of the ticklee. " You know, if I didn"t know any better, I think you might be liking this, huh?" Tymber said, Canas twitching his neck slightly. Tymber slightly giggled to himself as he continued to scratch his paws for quite a while. He almost went into a trance whilst doing it, before realizing that he was on a timer, to beat ten minutes and get some free pizza. And he knew he had to do something.

In desperation, and partially in the mood and moment, he leaned forwards and took a long slurp up Canas" feet. Canas" eyes dilated at the sudden wet feeling at his feet, and shifted uncomfortably, trying not to laugh. When Tymber realized that his feet tasted quite good, a little dusty but quite salty, he went in for another lick. Canas was attempting his hardest not to laugh, but with every lick, his meeps and grunts were starting to get louder. "nnghh! Stop it! T-that"s weird!" Canas begged, flexing his toes to try to dissuade Tymber. However, it only made Tymber more fervent, taking long loud slurps to get to Canas. "Yummy! These toes are so delicious! I would looove to eat my pizza off these plates! Mmmmm!" He gloated, almost making out with his feet. Canas was about to crack, and he didn"t know how long he had been in this situation...

...Until the doorbell rang.

Tymber slightly gasped, realizing who that was. Canas pulled his paws out of Tymbers hands and gave a cocky smirk. "Well? Go on. Answer the door... and make sure to have the cash in your hand." He gloated, Tymber slightly groaning. It must have been at least 15 minutes, maybe 20 , but the pizza made it by 30 minutes, and he had to pay for it. When he opened the door to the cat delivery man, and pulled out his wallet, he realized part of the reason why he didn"t want to pay; he didn"t have $30 on him. "Hey uhhhh... I only have $10...Uh, is there a way I can pay you the next time I order?". The cat delivery man gave a blank stare before noticing Canas"s wet paws hanging off the arm of the couch. The delivery man smiled, walking in the door, setting the pizza on the coffee table, and taking off his own shoes. "You know, I might be able to cover the cost..."

"...But I want to join in on the fun!"