The Baker's Day Off

"Do you want to know what being ticklish means?" Inkie Pie asked, and Blinkie was up on her hooves immediately. The bakers all grinned as they received another way to not be bored.

Pinkie, her two sisters, Derpy, Apple Bloom, and Babs all slowly approached the dark mare on the bed. Minkie looked confused, yet a little frightened.

"On the count of three!" Pinkie announced to her fellow bakers, "One..."

Minkie Pie's ears perked up.

"Two..."

Her eyes widened.

"Three!"

She squealed when her sisters and friends pounced on her. Minkie, all of a sudden, started giggling as Derpy fluttered her feathers against her back hooves. The feeling made her smile, which made her cheeks hurt. It made her lungs work overtime as she laughed harder than she ever had. It made her heart beat fast. But she loved it all. Minkie squirmed slightly on the bed, not being able to break free since she wasn't strong enough.

"Go Derpy!" Pinkie Pie cheered at the pegasus. She noticed Minkie's laughter went up a notch and she looked over. Pinkie giggled at the sight; Inkie Pie was rubbing her hooves all over Minkie's belly in a way that was like kneading the skin. Blinkie Pie had joined in, nibbling very gently on her sister's side. The dark mare squealed in ticklish happiness, her eyes watering with mirthful tears. She bucked and squirmed, but no matter how hard she tried, she couldn't break away from her sisters.

Apple Bloom didn't know how to help, but smiled when Derpy offered her and Babs one of her feathers.

"You sure?" Babs asked her pegasus friend.

"Theys will grow back," Derpy replied with a nod.

Apple Bloom gratefully plucked two feathers from Derpy's wing, apologizing when her friend yelped in pain. She handed a grey feather to Babs, and the two cousins got to work on their ticklish sister.

Minkie Pie slowly opened one eye and peered at the two fillies. She saw they had a feather each and she laughed louder, "NOHOHOHO! AHAHAHAhahahapple Blohohohooom! Bahahahabs! NohoHOHOHO!!! HAHAHAHA!"

Obsidian's laughter turned to squeals when the fillies stroked the soft feathers on her neck, armpits, ribs, belly, and sides. They made sure not to stick to one place for too long; They didn't want Minkie to get used to one feeling.

"Awww, does this tickle, Obsidian?" Inkie Pie asked in a teasing tone.

Minkie Pie nodded as she laughed harder and louder.

"Good," Inkie winked at her sister, then said, "Okay, everypony. I have an amazing idea."

"Yay! Idea, idea!" Pinkie Pie squealed, then giggled.

"We're all going to choose a spot. I call Minkie's belly. Everypony else choose a spot!"

And so, they did. Blinkie Pie took Minkie's left side, while Pinkie took her right side. Babs took one of Minkie's hooves along with Derpy, and Apple Bloom took her neck.

"Do we all have a spot?" Inkie asked. When everypony nodded, she continued, "Okay. When I give the signal, we're all going to blow one raspberry on our spots. As big of a breath as you can. Then we'll stop. Ready?"

The bakers all took in big breaths of air and puffed their cheeks.

"Set..." Inkie Pie filled her own cheeks with oxygen, then clapped her hooves. All of the bakers, at once, swung their heads down and blew the biggest raspberry they could on their spots. Minkie Pie gasped and screamed, back arching so much, it looked as if it was painful. Her laughter went silent and tears streamed down her face. This was unbearable and she hoped she never experienced it again. However, she had to say that this was fun. She had never laughed unless it was out of manic behavior from playing with their victims. This felt nice to finally laugh and smile like she had the very first day she saw Marblestone.

Once everypony's raspberry was done, they all panted and let Minkie Pie's limbs fall limp. Obsidian Pie panted as well, eyes closed and curled into a ball. However, she still had a huge smile on her face. The other bakers noticed this and smiled wide.

"Did you have fun, Minkie?" Apple Bloom asked.

Minkie Pie nodded, "Y-Yehes..." She panted, residual giggles climbing up her throat. She opened one eye and stared at her sisters. They all wore smiles, as well. But they were just like hers; Happy.

She slowly sat up once she had calmed down and wiped the sweat from her brow.

"Now you know what tickling is," Inkie said with a shit-eating grin on her face.

"Yes," Minkie nodded, "And I hope to do it to you all someday."

The other bakers' eyes widened slightly and they all gulped in unison. Did they really think they could tickle Equestria's darkest and scariest mare and get away with it?

The End