The Ghostbusters alarm was set off! The boys quickly grabbed their stuff, slid down the fireman pole, and grabbed their proton packs. They hopped into the car, and drove to their destination in a matter of minutes.

They opened the door to the facility and walked in. “You called?” Peter asked.

“Yes! We need your help.” The man spoke.

“What seems to be the problem, Sir?” Dr. Raymond Stantz asked the man there.

“People have reported hearing giggling in the hallways, and seeing hands chasing them.” The man explained.

“Great! We’ll get it captured as soon as possible.” Stantz promised.

The ghostbusters took the elevators to the 1st floor, and hunted around for the ghost.

“He didn’t specify how many ghosts were here.” Peter Venkman mentioned.

“He’s right. We lack some information. This could be a problem.” Egon Spengler added.

“We’re alright as long as we work together.” Stantz said.

“I...I think I found the ghost!” Winston Zeddemore piped up.

Peter, Raymond and Egon turned around and observed the scene:

Winston was being chased by a pair of gloved hands right beside them in the middle of the hallway. “G-Get away from me! Please!” He tried to slap the hand away, but his hand only went through the ghost hand. “Aw shit…I’m in a little trouble!”

“I’ll get it!” Egon pointed the proton wand at Winston, but was stopped by Peter.

“Don’t point it at him!” Peter warned.

“Well, how else are we gonna capture this ghost?” Egon asked.

“AAH! IT’S GOT ME!” Winston yelled.

The boys turned around and...almost laughed as they realized what was going on: Winston had his hands up in surrender, as the ghost’s hands started skittering and poking at the man’s sides. “DOhoho sohohomething! Ihihit tihihihickles!” He chuckled as he started to double over and hold onto his stomach.

“I...Sense this ghost possesses high levels of mischief.” Egon stated.

“I can tell.” Peter muttered.

“So the ghost...tickles people?” Raymond asked.

“I suppose.” Egon replied.

“GUHUHUHUYS!” Winston laughed, falling to his knees as he continued to hold his stomach. “HEHEHELP MEHEHE!”

“Sorry Winston...I don’t know how to help.” Peter told him.

“I would help, but I’m way too ticklish…” Raymond admitted.

“And I can’t point the gun at the ghost without hitting you.” Egon added.

Suddenly, the laughter died right down. The hands had stopped tickling almost immediately. Winston took this little moment to breathe and recuperate, while the hands got off him and flew around...right towards Raymond.

“Uh oh…” Raymond covered his mouth as he realized what he had said.

“You’d better run…” Egon mentioned.

And run, he definitely did! Raymond tried to run around to prevent the ghost from catching up, but the ghost just wouldn’t stop chasing him! And there was only so long Raymond had until he would be out of breath! Then the ghost would catch up and tickle him! So there was no escaping this damned ghost.

“GET HIM NOW!” Raymond begged. “GET HIM!”

Egon grabbed his wand out and pointed it at the hands. The beam just barely missed the hands, and the hands only went around the beam and back onto Raymond’s tail.

“OH NO! OH NOO!” Raymond ran into a nearby wall, and backed up further against the wall. “HELP!”

Egon ran to the side of Raymond and shot the beam at the hands. But the hands ducked down in a nick of time, and quickly managed to latch onto Raymond’s ribs!

“NO! NOOHOHOHOHO!” Raymond laughed as the hands started to tickle him. “AAAHAHAHAHAHAHA! NAHAHAT THEHEHEHERE!” He pleaded, squirming around as the hands tickled and scratched.

“Well I’ll be damned!” Winston reacted. “This little sucker’s an evil one!”

“Well...What are we supposed to do about it?” Peter asked. “It seems rather innocent enough. Should we leave it alone?” Egon asked as well.

“I don’t think so. The ghost is enough of a bother to warrant a phone call to us.” Peter mentioned.

“GUHUHUHUYS! PLEHEHEHEASE!” Raymond begged as he fell to his side. But even laying on his side didn’t stop the tickles.

“What could we possibly do?” Peter asked.

Egon widened his eyes and quickly gathered the other ghostbusters. “I have a plan.” He admitted.

“Okay. What is it?” Winston asked.

“I’m gonna admit something I never imagined myself admitting...and when I do that, I want you to chase the hands and capture them. But be careful...The hands are dodgy.” He told them.”

“Alright.” Peter replied. “Sounds easy enough.” Peter replied.

Egon got up and took a deep breath. “I’m ticklish on the back of my knees!” Egon yelled.

The hands suddenly stopped, and turned towards Egon. Then, they started flying towards him with wiggly fingers.

“NOW!” Winston yelled and shot the hands. He captured the hands dead on, and watched as the hands twitched and shook. “I GOT HIM! I GOT HIM!”

Peter ran up and shot the beam at the hands as well. “Got it too!”

Egon quickly put the ghost capturing device onto the ground and opened it up. “Okay. lower it!” Egon ordered. Winston and Peter lowered their wands, which lowered the hands as well.

“Now get ready to capture in 3...2...1!” Egon ordered.

The machine grabbed onto the ghost, and pulled the ghost into the device with a big puff of smoke.

And before the boys could collectively say ‘Ghostbusters’, the ghost was captured!

“What a strange little ghost…” Peter mentioned as he grabbed the device.

“So: You’re ticklish on the back of your knees?” Winston asked Egon.

Egon quickly sat on his knees to cover them up. “What...gave you that idea?” Egon asked.

Winston laughed at that and playfully wiggled his fingers at Egon.

Egon pointed a stiff index finger at him. “Nooooo…”

Winston laughed even more at that.

[Back at the station:]

The ghost and the paycheck was successfully collected! And the ghostbusters drove back to their station house to put the money into the bank and put the ghost into its rightful compartment! The ghostbusters parked the car, got out of the car, and headed downstairs. On the way, they said hi to Janine and showed her the ghost in the device.

Egon inserted the ghost and got ready to click the button to neutralize, but...Something seemed to stop him.

“Well? What are you waiting for?” Raymond asked.

“What if...we kept a ghost as a companion?” Egon asked.

“Seriously?” Peter asked.

“I’m serious.” Egon replied. “I mean...I would like to keep this guy. He’s innocent.”

“I think the only reason you’re saying that is because you weren’t tickled by it.” Raymond told him. “Tickling is not that bad…and we can teach him to stop if you’re not in the mood.” Egon told him.

“I’m never in the mood for that.” Peter admitted. “Then we can tell him to not tickle you. There’s other people to tickle.”

“Really? Like who?” Peter asked.

Egon hesitated for a moment, but slowly pointed to himself. “Me.”

“I can’t believe it…You’re actually considering letting a-a-a tickle monster ghost...go free within our house.”

Winston stood beside Egon. “He’s got a point. I wouldn’t mind being tickled by the ghost again.” He admitted.

Egon smiled towards Winston.

“I don’t know...Does it know when to stop tickling? Because we said stop, and the ghost didn’t stop.” Raymond asked.

“We can teach it.” Egon told him.

“You keep talking about teaching it...Where are you getting that from? We can’t teach a ghost! It’s got the mind of the slime monster we caught! We can’t teach it to stop or not tickle people! It will tickle whoever it wants, whenever it wants, and I don’t want that thing wandering around our house.” Peter told him.

Egon looked down and...visibly upset. He never got tickled. And now he really wanted to experience it.

Egon, tired of the inconsideration, pulled the device out of the compartment and clicked a button on the device. “I’m setting it free. Have a problem with it? You can yell at me.” Egon decided quickly and watched as the electricity went off and the ghost hands exited the device.

“EGON NO!” Peter yelled.

Egon smiled at the hands. “Hello.”

The hands flew around Egon and flew down to the knees, having remembered the ticklish spot from earlier. The moment the hands started tickling under the knees, Egon covered his mouth and giggled. Yes, he actually giggled. And what a lovely giggle it was!

“Oh my god…” Raymond smiled upon seeing this scene.

“This is my first time even seeing him smile…” Peter admitted.

Egon continued to laugh and giggle as the hands found more ticklish spots on him.

“Okay. I’m going next.” Winston volunteered.

“I’m not…” Peter told them.

Raymond laughed at this. “So: You convinced yet to let this ghost go?” Raymond asked.

Peter bit his lip and looked at Raymond. “It is tempting…”

“Really?!” Raymond reacted.

“IHIHIHIT’S SOHOHOHO WEIHIHIRD!” Egon laughed.

“Okay...Maybe it’s alright.” Peter decided. “But only tickle me when I’m drunk.” Peter added. “We can tell him that, I’m sure.” Winston replied.

And that’s how one single ghost was set free by the ghostbusters! That same ghost still stays in the old New York fire station. And when the kids visit in the future, they are pleasantly surprised to see gloved hands roaming the fire station.

And Peter got his wish! He was only tickled when he felt like it, and when he was drunk! Any other times, other ghostbusters would be subjected to tickling. Even Janine got tickled a few times!

And the subject who got tickled the most?

Raymond was running around, trying to get away from the villagers that were chasing him.

“Get over here, little kitty! We’re not gonna hurt ya, me meow!” Ankha told him.

“Yeah! We just wanna know if you’re ticklish!” Audie mentioned.

Raymond was running away in his maid costume. This was quite the strange scenario of its own.

Soon, Raymond reached the waterfront of the town. “Oh no!” Raymond reacted.

“AHA! WE’VE GOTCHA!” Audie shouted proudly. “Indeed we do.” Ankha replied.

“Guys, please! I encourage you to reconsider!” Raymond told them.

“We’re not reconsidering until we find out just where you’re ticklish!” Audie told him.

Raymond dipped his feet into the water as he tried to escape. But now his feet were drenched! And he didn’t exactly like drenched feet. “Eugh…” He grunted, hating the situation he was in.

“It’ll be all over if you surrender yourself now…” Ankha told him.

Raymond couldn’t help the wobbly smile that had grown onto his face. It was just so hard trying to keep a straight face at that moment!

“Awww! I know you want it~” Audie teased.

“Do I really?” Raymond asked.

“I think you doooo~” Ankha teased.

Raymond put an index finger up. “If I hit you, I am not responsible for any injuries.” He told them.

“Oh, we’re not worried about that.” Audie teased.

“We will go easy on you…” Ankha told him.

Raymond bit his lip and fixed his glasses. “If you say so.”

Raymond walked out of the water and squeaked as he was grabbed by Audie. Audie wrapped her arms around Raymond and readied her fingers, while Ankha grabbed his front paws and grabbed out a feather.

Raymond widened his eyes and giggled worriedly. “C-Crisp! P-please!”

“Please...start? Why I’d love to!” Audie quickly started tickling his belly and armpits with her stubby little paws. Raymond immediately started to hold his breath as his lungs started to fill up with giggles. His squirming quickly started to become apparent, and his tail started to wag really quickly. “Awww! I can see your cute little tail wagging!” Audie reacted.

“I see your paws are quite ticklish too.” Ankha said as she started to tickle the paw pads on his paws.

A wide, restrained smile grew onto the cat’s precious face. And Ankha was loving getting a front row view of his great little smile!

“Say...how ticklish are your paw tips?” She asked as she moved the feather across the tips of his paws.

Raymond was shaking at this point from all the laughter that was building up in his lungs.

“Awww, come on Ray: Laugh for us!” Audie begged. “I’ll make you, if you don’t!” I know just what to do for your sensitive paws:” Ankha started seesawing the feather in between the paw toes.

This was when the dam finally broke open. And man, was Raymond’s laughter a joy! It was a beautiful sound to listen to! They both had to agree that this really was the best laughter they’ve ever heard!

“AAAAHH! FOXTROT, YOUR LAUGH IS GORGEOUS!” Audie shouted happily. “I’ll have to agree with you on that, Audie!”

“”GUHUHUHUYS!” Raymond laughed. “PLEHEHEHEHEASE!”

“Yes Raymond? Please what?” Ankha asked.

“PLEHEHEHEASE STAHAHAHAHAP!”

“Please stop going easy on you?! Why, how strange of you to ask!” Audie teased, lifting an arm up and tickling his open armpit. “Kitchy kitchy kitchy koo, foxtrot!”

Raymond completely lost it! “BAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA! NAHAHAHAHAHAHA!” Raymond laughed.

“NAAA? What’s NAAAA?!” Audie asked.

“Naaat the tickle monsters!” Ankha teased.

“Ooooh! I like that!” Audie reacted. “I wanna tickle his paws!” Audie declared suddenly.

“Oh? You do?”Ankha asked.

“Yes!” Audie said eagerly.

“Alright! SWITCH!”

As the two girls switched places, a clicking sound could be heard in the background. Raymond, who was very confused, looked over to his right to see Peanut playing the Switch!

“What?” Peanut asked.

Raymond was immediately pulled from his thoughts the moment a pair of fingers started to gently pry his fingers open. With his fingers open and vulnerable, Audie started seesawing the feather in and out, in and out, in and out.

“NOHOHOHOHOHOAHAHAHAHAHA!” He laughed. “STAHAHAHAHAHAHAP!”

“Why should I stop? I’m just getting started!” Audie told him.

“So his paws are ticklish, his armpits and his belly are ticklish. Where else can he be ticklish?” Ankha asked.

Ankha moved her fingers to his neck, and started skittering and scratching.

Raymond squealed and lifted his head up to try and get her hands away. But her hands only followed! “NOHOHO! HAhahahahaha!”

“Awww! The kitty has a ticklish chin!” Ankha teased.

“Sahahahays thehehe kihihihitty!” Raymond argued.

“Yes, I am a kitty. What about it?” She asked.

“Stahahahahap ihihihihit’s sohohohoho bahahahahahad!” Raymond begged.

“Do you really need us to stop?” She asked.

“YEHEHEhehehes plehehehehease!”

“Alright, alright.” Ankha stopped tickling and urged Audie to stop as well.

“Thahahahank...thahank you.” Raymond thanked him.

“No problem!” Audie replied.

“Ahahahare yohohohou dohohone?” Raymond asked.

“Not...Not quite.” Ankha warned. “But we’re giving you a break to calm down before we continue.” Ankha told him.

“Fihine…” He replied.

“Now: Do you actually like being tickled?” Audie asked.

Raymond bit his lip as his face grew red.

“You can give us a signal if we’re right.” Ankha told him.

He slowly moved his hands to his glasses and cleared his throat as he fixed them. “That’s the signal.” He replied.

“Oh my god I was right…” Audie reacted. “Well...What a surprise!”

Ankha smiled. “I am quite surprised. A smug cat like you appreciates some tickling once in a while.” Ankha reacted calmly. “Or...often.” Ray mentioned quietly. “Awwww! How cute, Foxtrot!” Audie reacted.

“Me Meow...What a fun fact.” Ankha reacted as she started rubbing her hands together.

“Uh oh…” Raymond muttered, catching onto what Ankha was planning.

“We need Blathers over here! This is an amazing discovery!” Audie teased.

“I’ll say…” Ankha teased as well.

Raymond whined and covered his face. “Justgetitoverwith!”

“Ooooh! Already?” She asked.

Raymond nodded his head.

“Well in that case:” Ankha started tickling Raymond’s armpit and side, while Audie went back to tickling Raymond’s sensitive front paws.

“EEHEHEHehehehehe! HAhahahahahaha! Thahahahahat tihihihicklehehes!” Raymond laughed.

“It tickles? Me Me-Wow! What a surprise!” Ankha reacted.

“I’ll say! It’s a big surprise coming from Mr. Cat over here!” Audie teased.

“IHIHihihihi’m gohohohonna dihihihihieehehehehe!” Raymond said through his laughter.

“You’re gonna die?! Do people do that when they’re being tickled?” Audie asked.

“Not normally. I think Mr. Meow is gonna be fine.” Ankha told her. “Phew, what a relief!” Audie calmed down as she resumed tickling his paws.

“IHIHIHIT’S SOHOHOHO TIHIHICKLIHIHIHISH!” Raymond laughed.

“It’s super ticklish?! Why that’s not a surprise at all! You’re ticklish all over!” Audie reacted.

“He really is.” Ankha replied.

“STAHAHAHAHAP! YOHOHOU’RE KIHIHILLIHIHING MEHEHEHEEEE!” Raymond pleaded.

“Oh! This time, he said we’re killing him! What do you make of this, Me Meow?” Ankha asked.

“I think he's exaggerating a little. I think he’s just fine!” Audie replied.

“I don’t know...You believe he’s just fine?” Ankha asked.

“Yup!” Audie “I think he’s as fit as a fiddle!”

“If you say so, Audie~” Ankha started tickling his chin with her fingers. “Kitchy kitchy kitchy kitchy koo!” She teased.

“EEEHEHEhehehehe! Nohohohoho! Stahahahap ihihihihit!” Raymond laughed.

“But why would you want us to stop when you’re clearly enjoying it?” Ankha asked.

“Ihihihihihi...hahahahahahaha fihihihine.” He finally gave up the fight and just let them tickle him to their hearts content.

And that’s what they most certainly did!

Isabelle was hanging out near a garden of flowers that were created by the main player. It was such an abundance of flowers with colors galore! And she loved them so much, she didn’t wanna pick any! So she was carefully looking at the lillies and the roses that filled that part of the field.

Soon, Raymond came walking up with his book in his hand and his glasses on his face. “Good morning Isabelle. Such a pleasant evening.”

Isabelle turned around and smiled brightly. “Good morning Raymond!”

“Observing the flowers, I see?” Raymond asked.

“Yes, I am! And I love them all! I wanna pick them, but I don’t want to take them on him.” She admitted.

“Very wise. I suggest you keep them in their rightful place so they continue to flourish for years in the future.” Raymond suggested as well.

“Yeah…”

“Hey Isabelle? You’re a dog, right?” Raymond asked.

“Y...Yes...And you’re a cat.” Isabelle implied.

“Correct.” Raymond replied.

“What about it?” Isabelle asked.

“Do you like belly rubs by any chance?” Raymond asked.

Isabelle widened her eyes at him and backed up a bit. “Nooooo...Why would I?” Isabelle asked.

“Dogs like that sort of thing. I like belly rubs as well.” Raymond admitted. “Well, I suppose I did as a small kitten.”

Isabelle smiled. “That’s cute.” She admitted. “I can imagine it now.”

Raymond smiled and blushed a little at that. “Th...Thank you, I suppose.”

“No problem! Anything to make a friend happy!”

Raymond walked up to Isabelle and handed her a shirt. “I made it myself.” Raymond told her. Isabelle put on the shirt with a quick spin, and looked at it with surprise! It was a shirt that said ‘Tickle me’ with an arrow pointing to her belly!

“I-” She started to feel drips of sweat falling down her face as nervous giggles left her mouth. She scratched the back of her head as a blush filled her face. “I like it, Raymond.”

“I apologize, was that too much?” Raymond asked.

Isabelle quickly started dripping with worried sweat. “No no no no, It’s okay!”

Raymond let out a breath of relief. “Thank the heavens...I’d feel quite dissatisfied if I hurt your feelings.

“It’s cute.” Isabelle admitted.

Here:” Raymond put on his own shirt with the exact same design on it. “Perhaps my wearing the same outfit will help you feel somewhat more comfortable.” Raymond offered.

Isabelle looked down and started shaking with laughter as a star showed up on her eye. “You shouldn’t have done that Raymond...Cause a long time monster has been waiting for the day to get you after all these years!” Isabelle teased.

Raymond widened his eyes and looked around. “What? Where?”

“In this very field!” Isabelle told him.

“Wait WHAT?!” Raymond fell backwards in his startled reply, and yelped as Isabelle ran up to Raymond and started tickling him with her paws. “Wahahait- NAHAHAT THERE! HAHAHAHAHA!”

“Awww, The smug little crisp has a ticklish tummy!” Isabelle teased.

“IHIHI DOHOHO NOHOHOT!” Raymond told her. “IHIHIT’S MEHEHERELY AHA LITTLE TIHIHICKLIHIHISH!”

“Merely a little?” Isabelle giggled and went for the ears next. “How about your ears?”

“Ihihit’s...EEehehehehe Ohohokahahay, ihihit’s ticklish! Quihihihite tihihihcklihihish!” He admitted.

“Awwww!” Isabelle cooed.

“Dohohon’t Ahahahaw mehehehe!” He warned.

“But you’re really cute when you’re all giggly!” Isabelle grabbed one of the flowers and made it nod up and down. “See? Even the roses agree you’re adorable!”

“Yohohohou puhuhurpohohosely mahahahade thehem nohohohod!” Raymond told her.

Isabelle gasped and placed a hand onto her chest. “How DARE you accuse me of doing that! I did nothing!”

Isabelle’s fake hurt quickly dropped into smirks as Isabelle tickled his ears some more. “Your ears are such soft things to play with! What kind of shampoo do you use?” She asked.

Raymond shook his head and batted the ground with his tail. “Ihihihi’m nohohot tehehehellihihing!”

Isabelle huffed and placed a hand onto her hip. “Well...I wanna know…”

Raymond looked at her. “Nohohot tehehehellihihing.”

Isabelle sighed and smiled. “Fine.”

Raymond continued to giggle and flap his sensitive ears. He was placing his paws onto his mouth as he giggled, which made the giggles slightly muffled and 10 times more adorable! Isabelle just about exploded with excitement upon hearing that!

“AWWWW! GIMME GIMME MORE MORE GIGGLIES!” Isabelle declared, tickling the front bottom of his ears really rapidly with a wide smile.

Raymond’s body practically burst out with all the laughter he could possibly muster up in a single minute. Raymond’s laughter sounded so genuine and suited him so well! It didn’t help that it sounded somewhat higher pitched as well. That in and of itself, made the tickles all the more fun to give.

“Listen to that beautiful laughter! I love it!” Isabelle told him. “Your laughter screams happy!”

Raymond’s whiskers started wiggling as he laughed more, and his belly filled with plenty of butterflies. It felt like every butterfly wing that flew around in his belly, was fluttering its wings against his belly walls to make him giggle and laugh more and more. It was a strange feeling he was not familiar with.

“Cuhuhuhut ihihihit ohohohohout!” He begged. “Thihihihis ihihis rihihihidihihiculous!”

“Oh really? Well, your words sound quite ridiculous to me!” Isabelle teased. “Now: Do your paws have a tickle to them?”

Raymond yelped as his paw was tugged closer to her, and squealed as his paw was touched. “QUIHIHIT IHIHIT!” He ordered.

“Quit what?” She asked innocently.

“QUIHIHIT THEHEHE TIHIHIHIHICKLEHEHES!” He ordered again.

“But I don’t want to! I wanna keep tickling you!” She declared.

“WEHEHEHELL-” He snorted and laughed another octave higher.

Isabelle was smiling as she tickled the toe tips of the paws. “Awww! Ticklish tips?” She teased.

“YEHEHEHEHES!” Raymond laughed.

“Well ain’t that wonderful?” She teased.

“NOHOHOHOT!” He fought.

“Too!” Isabelle rebuffed.

Raymond fought back. “Nohohohot!”

And Isabelle rebuffed. “Toooo!”

“NOHOHOT! NOT NOT NOHOHOT!”

“Toooooo! Too too too!” She teased. “Now the word ‘too’ doesn’t feel like a word.” She told him with a giggle.

Raymond tried to pull her fingers away as much as possible. But it was just no use. His paws were stuck in Isabelle’s grip until she decided to let go.

“Now tell me Raymond: Have you been enjoying this by any chance?” She asked.

Raymond bit his lip and whimpered. “Whyhyhy wohohould yohohohou sahahahay thahahat?” He asked.

“Because you haven’t been pulling very hard! And because you haven’t exactly told me otherwise.” Isabelle told him.

“Thahahat’s truehehehe.” He admitted.

“And if I do this:” She stopped tickling and let go of him. Raymond jumped back a bit from shock, and was still all giggly. But he soon looked at Isabelle with disappointment and sadness. “I...Well…”

Raymond walked up to Isabelle, with his arms stretched out. He grabbed Isabelle’s hands, and wrapped them around his own wrist. “Please…Perhaps you can…”

Isabelle perked her ears up and listened…

“Perhaps you would like to resume tickling me?”

Isabelle smiled proudly and grabbed both hands. “I would love to!”

Isabelle held onto both arms and started tickling them with her little claws.

Raymond snorted immediately and giggled. “Ehehehehehehehe!”

“Ticklish?” She teased.

Raymond nodded his head. “Yeheheheheah…”

“Hmmm...Good.” She started skittering in between the paws, and where the light bit of webbing was in between the feet. She started scratching right in there…

“BAHAHAHAHAHA! WAHAIT! WAHAHAHAHAIT!” He laughed hysterically rather quickly.

“Oh my goodness! What a good spot!” She teased.

“CAHAHAHAHAHA! C-CRIHIHISP!” He laughed.

“Yes Raymond? I’ll stop if you want me to.” She told him.

“IHIHIHIHI- BUHUHUHUT-”

“Buuuut?”

Raymond shook his head and hissed in the middle of his laughter This told Isabelle that yes, perhaps it’s time to stop.

Isabelle stopped tickling him on the webbed paws, and moved to squishing the middle toe bean instead. This seemed to feel good to Raymond, telling by his reaction: He was smiling a little, swaying around a little, and purring as he swayed. It was such a cute little thing to see, and Isabelle was glad she could be the one to see it.

“Awwwww...You like this…” She reacted calmly.

“Mmmmmmm...Mmmmm hmmmm…” He hummed softly before resuming purring. Isabelle smiled and continued the massaging for a little while after that.

With some time left, Isabelle invited Raymond to The Roost to have some coffee with her. Raymond happily accepted, and the two of them walked to The Roost together to get their cup of morning coffee.

“I think you’re a pretty cute guy.” Isabelle admitted.

“And I believe you are a swell lady.” Raymond replied.

Isabelle giggled and gently nudged him. “Sweet talker.”

“Cat whisperer.” Raymond muttered loud enough for her to hear.