Sokka's Torture

This particular story takes place in the third season, before the Invasion, more specifically, in between the 6th and 7th episode. (I say in between because obviously they don't put every day into an episode so, yeah).

"What's a matter Momo?" Aang asked, waking up. "Hey where's Sokka?" Aang asked Katara as she woke up.
"What do you mean, wait, he's not here!" she yelled. "Last night he went to get more wood, but he should have gotten back last night!"
"Toph! Get up!" Aang yelled.
"Wh-What!?" Toph replied, waking up.
"Sokka's been captured! We have to go save him!" Katara explained.
The gang got on Appa and flew into the sky, looking for Sokka.

"H-huh!? Where, where am I?" Sokka asked, waking up. "Why am I tied up!? Who's there?" He asked, hearing someone enter the room.
"Hello Sokka, my name does not matter, all that matters is that you tell me where the Avatar is," the assassin replied.
"Wait, your that guy who shoots beams from his head!" Sokka said.
"Yes, but I'm not who you should be worried about, she is!" said, the assassin, motioning to the door a women entered the room, holding a bag.
She was tall, thin and had long brown hair, but her face was covered by a mask, she also had really long finger nails.
"So Sokka are you going to tell this man where the Avatar is, or do I have to torture you to get it out?" The woman asked.
"NO! I'll never tell!" Sokka said.
"Okay then," she replied, moving down to his foot and and drew her nail up the sole, from the heel to the toes, making Sokka giggle.
"Hahaha Stahap, Wh-what are you doing?" Sokka asked, giggling.
"Convincing you, why, are you ticklish?" she asked.
"N-no not at all," Sokka stuttered.
"Okay then I'll just start, where to start though?" she said.

"How about these ticklish feet of yours?" the woman asked.
"Please don't tickle me!" Sokka begged.
"Sure, if you tell us where the avatar is," she replied.
"Never!" Sokka insisted.
"Fine, have it your way," she said, gliding her fingers all over Sokka's soles, making him start giggling.
"Hahaha Pleeease stahahap aaaaahahaHAhahaHAha hahaHAHA HAHAAHAHAHAHAHA PLEASE STAHAHAP!" Sokka laughted, his giggling turning into laughter, as she tickled his toes.
Sokka's feet were rough, from walking so much, making the balls and heels, slightly less ticklish, but when the lady tickled his arches and toes, he burst out with laughter.
"AAAAHAHAHAHAH PLEEEEASE PLEEEEASE STAHAHAHAP HAHAHAHAHAHAHA PLEEEASE STAHAHAHAP!" Sokka screamed.
"Are you ready to talk?" she asked.
"NO!" Sokka yelled, with persistence.
"Okay, I'll have to use this brush, made especially for tickling." she said.
The brush was long and skinny, with a mixture or soft and stiff feathers and thick bristles, which vibrated when turned on. She did so and scrubbed Sokka's arches and toes, causing him to erupt in laughter.
"AAAAAAAAAAAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAAHAHAHAHAHAHA HAHAHAHAHAHAHA PLEEEEEASE STAHAHAHAHAP HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA AHAHAHAHAHAHAHA STAHAHAHAP STAHAHAHAHAP!" Sokka screamed.
"Well, are you ready to tell where he is?" she asked again.
"Never!" Sokka yelled.
"Okay, well lets move some where else," she said.
"OH NO! If she tickles me on my most ticklish spot, I don't know if I'll be able to hold out!" Sokka thought to himself.

With out a word, the lady moved up to his arm pits and started spidering her fingers in them, every so often tickle his ribs, he was pretty ticklish there so he burst out in laughter with every scratch.
"AAAAAAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA PLEEEEEEASE STAHAHAHAP I CAN'T TAKE IT HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA STAHAHAHAHAP IT PLEEEEEEEEASE!" Sokka shouted.
"Ready to talk?" she asked again.
"No-hohoho AAAAAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA PLEEEEEEASE AHAHAHAHAHAAAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!" Sokka said, as the women immediately started tickling.
"Well, I've tickled your feet, arm pits and ribs, the only place left is your stoma..." she started.
"NO, PLEASE ANYWHERE, ANYTHING BUT THAT PLEEEASE!" Sokka pleaded.
"Aww, is your wittle tummy ticklwish? Well I'm going to!" she said.

Meanwhile, Aang, Katara and Toph had landed at there camp site after searching for Sokka for an hour.
"What should we do!?" Katara said, panicking.
"Well, lets split up, Toph, you go that way, I'll go this way and Katara you fly on Appa and go that way. Let's me up here in about 15 minutes, okay?" Aang suggested.
"Okay," Katara and Toph said simultaneously.

While this was happening, Sokka was just about to get tickled on his most ticklish spot, his stomach. The lady turned on the vibrator and started to scrub the brush up and down Sokka's smooth stomach and she even dipped the end side of it, which was a cone-shaped vibrator, that was covered in feathers, into his belly-button.
"AAAAAAAAAAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA NOOOOOOOOOOOO PLEEEEEEASE NOT MY BELLY AHAHAHAAHAHAHHAHA I CAN'T TAKE IT AAHAHAHAHHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA NOOOOOOOO NOT MY BELLY-BUTTON PLEEEEEASE HAVE MERCY AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA STAAHAHAHAP I'M GONNA DIE! JUST STAHAHAHAHAP! OKAY OKAY I'LL TELL I'LL TELL, JUST STAHAHAHAHAHP!" Sokka caved.
"Aww, I was having fun," she said, as the assassin walked in.
Sokka told the assassin and he went to find Aang, while the lady through Sokka in a cage.

Aang got back first and decided to wait for the others, unfortunately for him, during his wait, he fell asleep. A few minutes after he did, the assassin, sparky-sparky-boom-man or combustion man got to the camp and captured Aang, before he could get up. Aang was unconscious while in the bag and  he woke up tied up like a mummy and strapped to a metal table, with only his head and feet were loose. He looked to the right and managed to see Sokka in a cell.
"Sokka, There you are!" Aang yelled.
"Yeah, sorry for you getting captured, I told them where we camped," Sokka replied.
"What did they do to you?" Aang asked.
"Well they, they umm..." Sokka started.
"What, what did they do?" Aang demanded.
"They, They tickled me, okay," Sokka said.
"They did, I didn't even know you were ticklish," Aang said.
"Well I am, but don't..." Sokka started.
"WAIT, you don't think there going to tickle me do you!?" Aang asked, frightened.
"I wouldn't think so, but maybe, why are you ticklish?" Sokka asked.
"Umm, yeah, insanely," Aang admitted, blushing.
Just then the assassin walked in and said, "Although, the fire nation paid for your life, someone else paid to torture you for a while so here she is," he said as the interrogation lady walked in.
"Ah, the avatar, of all the guys I've tickled, I've never tickled the avatar," she said.
"Well you don't have to start now, PLEASE DON'T!" Aang begged.
"Sorry, tell me are these tootsies your most ticklish spot?" she asked.
"Yes, yes, but please don't tickle me, PLEEASE," Aang pleaded.

Unfortunately for Aang, she didn't listen to him and immediately started tickling. Aang's feet were soft and smooth and extremely ticklish, mostly because he flew around so much and when he did walk, he stepped very lightly. At first she just drew her nails up and down his soles, making him squirm and giggle, then she moved on to scribbling all over his soles.
"AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA PLEEEEEEASE STAHAHAHAHAP I CAN'T TAKE IT! AHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA PLEEEEEEEASE I'M TOOOO TICKLISH! AHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!" Aang screamed.
"Wow, I've never met anyone as ticklish as you and I've tickled a lot of guys!" she exclaimed.
After saying that and giving Aang a break, she pulled up his toes and tickled under them, which she followed up by tickling his feet with the brush and using the back-side under his toes, causing him to explode with laughter.
"AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHAHAHAHAHAHA HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA NOOOOOOO NOT THE TOES! PLEEEEASE I'M GONNA DIE AHAHAHAHAHAHAHA PLEEEEEASE STAHAHAHAP! WAIT, NO NO NOOOOOOOOOOO! AAAAAAAAAAA AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA NOT THE BRUSH! NOOOOOOOO! AAAAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA PLEEEEEEEASE NOT THE TOES AGAIN PLEEEEEEASE, I'LL DO ANYTHING! AAAAAAA HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA PLEEEEEEE....eee...e.." Aang said, fainting.

Just then Katara and Toph broke in.
"Hey! Stop!" Katara and Toph said together.
They was a huge battle and Katara and Toph managed to escape with Sokka and bare-footed, unconciouss Aang.
Later that day, when Aang awoke, he ran to Sokka and said, "Sokka, can you please not tell any one that I'm ticklish, PLEASE!"
"Sure, if you don't tell anyone about me, deal," Sokka said.
"Yeah, of course," Aang said.
"Good," Sokka said.