#ticklish!beth

The sun was high, the ocean breeze was warm, and—for once—nothing catastrophic had ruined the Smith family’s beach trip. No alien invasions, no interdimensional chaos—just sand, waves, and relaxation.

Beth, lying snugly buried in the warm sand, sighed. “You know, I always thought this would be annoying, but it’s actually kinda nice. Like a sandy little spa treatment.”

Space Beth smirked as she packed the final mound of sand around Beth’s torso. “Yeah, real cozy. Except you do realize you’re completely stuck, right?”

Beth scoffed. “Please, I trust you guys. You wouldn’t mess with me.”

Summer and Space Beth exchanged a glance.

Beth’s feet, the only part of her body left uncovered, wiggled slightly in the open air, her toes twitching against the warm breeze.

Space Beth’s smirk deepened. “You know, Summer… I don’t think Beth realizes just how vulnerable she is right now.”

Summer grinned. “Ohhh, you’re so right.”

Beth narrowed her eyes. “Okay, what’s with the tone?”

Space Beth crouched near Beth’s feet, fingers flexing playfully. “I just remembered something very interesting about you.”

Beth’s stomach dropped. “Don’t you dare.”

Space Beth grinned wickedly. “Oh, I dare.”

Before Beth could protest, Space Beth dragged her nails lightly down Beth’s soles.

Beth snorted and immediately jerked in the sand, her body instinctively trying to escape—but she was completely stuck.

Summer’s eyes went wide with delight. “Wait. No way. She’s ticklish?”

Beth was already biting her lip, trying to hold back laughter. “I—I swear—if you—ahaha!”

The moment she cracked, Space Beth grinned triumphantly. “Ohhh, you’re in trouble now.”

“Summer, get in on this,” she encouraged.

Summer grinned like she’d just been handed the best gift in the world. “Oh, this is for all the times you yelled at me for leaving dishes in the sink.”

Beth gasped. “Summer, wait—!”

Too late. Summer pounced, skittering her fingers up and down Beth’s other foot.

Beth screamed with laughter. “NOHOHO! STAHAHAHAP!”

“Oh, no way, this is too good!” Summer cackled, wiggling her fingers under Beth’s toes. “You always act so tough, but look at you now!”

Beth could barely speak between her hysterical giggles. “Y-you guys—hahahaha!—are the worst!”

Space Beth chuckled. “Wow, you’re pathetically ticklish.” She lazily scratched along Beth’s arch again, making her howl with laughter.

Beth tried to twist, but the sand held her firmly in place. “I CAN’T—HAHAHA—I CAN’T TAKE IT!”

Space Beth finally leaned back, stretching. “Alright, I’m satisfied.” She dusted some sand off her hands. “Summer, you good?”

Summer wiggled her fingers ominously. “Oh, I’m just getting started.”

Beth’s eyes snapped open. “Wait, WHAT?!”

Before Beth could protest, Summer dug in, scribbling her fingers all over her soles, targeting every weak spot she could find.

Beth absolutely lost it. “SUHUHUMMER! PLEASE!”

Summer grinned wickedly. “What’s that? Keep going? Okay!”

She flicked her fingers over Beth’s arch again, making her body convulse under the sand.

Beth gasped for air between hysterical giggles. “Suh-SUMMER! I’M SERIOUS!”

Summer grinned. “Fine, fine.” She finally slowed down, giving Beth a chance to breathe.

Beth lay there panting, her face red, giggles still escaping her lips as she tried to recover. “You… are so dead.”

Space Beth smirked. “You always say that. Yet here you are.”

Beth groaned. “I hate you both.”

Summer grinned. “Sure you do.”

With a wink, she stood up, brushing the sand off her hands. “Alright, now we can go get drinks.”

Beth’s eyes widened. “Wait. You’re just leaving me?!”

Space Beth chuckled, tossing an arm around Summer’s shoulder as they walked off. “Relax, we’ll be back… eventually.”

Beth groaned, still stuck, her toes wiggling uselessly. “I swear, I will get revenge.”

Summer hesitated, looking back. “…Okay, maybe we went a little overboard.”

Space Beth sighed, rolling her eyes. “Ugh, fine. I guess we could make it up to her.”

Beth perked up. “Finally, some sense.”

They crouched down beside her feet again. But instead of tickling, Space Beth pressed her thumbs into the arch of Beth’s foot, kneading slow, firm circles.

Beth blinked. “Oh… oh, that’s actually kinda nice.”

Summer copied her, rubbing gentle pressure into Beth’s toes. “Guess this makes us even?”

Beth sighed in relief. “Mmmm… yeah, I gue—WAIT. Almost even. You two are still in the negative.”

Space Beth smirked. “Wow, ungrateful much?”

Beth smirked right back. “Oh, I’m very grateful, I just think my lovely daughter and my badass space-clone owe me big time for that unprovoked—EEP!”

Beth yelped as Space Beth sneakily scratched at her heel.

“Ohh?” Space Beth teased. “You were saying?”

Beth snorted, trying to yank her foot away, but the sand kept her trapped. “Okay, okay, I take it back!”

Summer giggled and flicked her nails lightly under Beth’s toes, making her squeak. “Yeah? You sure?”

Beth’s laughter bubbled up again. “I’m sure! I’m sure! Just—hahaha!—just rub my feet and shut up!”

Space Beth snickered. “That’s better.”

She and Summer exchanged a smirk and continued the foot rub—though every now and then, they’d sneak in a tiny, harmless tickle, just to keep Beth on edge.

Beth sighed dramatically, swirling her drink in one hand. The house was finally quiet for once—no Rick experiments, no Jerry whining, no Morty screaming in terror. Just peace.

At least until a familiar voice broke it.

“Drinking alone? How cliché.”

Beth turned her head, already recognizing the smug tone. Space Beth stood near the doorway, arms crossed, wearing that ever-present smirk that made Beth both irritated and… something else she wasn’t ready to analyze.

“If you came here to be a jackass, congrats, you can leave,” Beth quipped, taking a slow sip.

Space Beth strolled over instead, lazily tossing something between her hands. A sleek, metallic device. “Actually, I came to test something out. And you’re the perfect guinea pig.”

Before Beth could react, Space Beth flicked the device, and thin, futuristic cords shot out, wrapping snugly around Beth’s wrists, pinning them above her head against the couch.

Beth blinked. “Okay. What the hell?” She tugged at the restraints. “Did you seriously just—?”

Space Beth sat beside her, stretching like she had all the time in the world. “Relax. They’re tactical restraints. But let’s be real, you’re not exactly fighting back.”

Beth rolled her eyes. “Maybe because I know I’ll get out of this and kick your ass?”

Space Beth leaned in slightly, her voice dropping just enough to be smug. “Or maybe because you’re a little curious where this is going.”

Beth’s stomach flipped slightly, but she ignored it. “Oh, please. What are you gonna do? Interrogate me?”

Space Beth tapped a finger against her chin. “Mmm… nah. I have a better idea.”

She struck without warning, fingers digging into Beth’s sides.

Beth’s reaction was instant. She jolted, a surprised laugh escaping before she could stop it. “You—haah!—you bitch!”

Space Beth grinned, undeterred, fingers skimming up Beth’s ribs, pressing into every sensitive spot with practiced precision. “Huh. Didn’t take you for the ticklish type,” she mused. “This is very interesting.”

Beth twisted, trying to kick at her, but the restraints held firm. “Oh my god—ha!—you are such an asshole!”

Space Beth chuckled, shifting to straddle Beth’s lap as she intensified her assault. “That’s funny,” she said, lazily dragging her fingers up Beth’s sides before giving a quick, wicked squeeze to her hips. “Because right now, I’m the one with all the power.”

Beth gasped, laughter bubbling up uncontrollably. “I—hah!—I swear, when I get out of this, I’m—”

“Gonna what?” Space Beth’s voice dropped lower, teasing. “Beg me to stop? Admit I’m the superior Beth?” Her fingers slowed, tracing light, barely-there patterns against Beth’s stomach. “Or are you enjoying this a little more than you want to admit?”

Beth’s face was already flushed from laughter, but now it burned for an entirely different reason. Space Beth’s fingers hovered just above her skin, her touch featherlight, and the way she was leaning in—close, confident—made Beth’s breath hitch.

Beth huffed, trying to regain some composure. “Oh, you wish I was into this.”

Space Beth cocked her head. “Do I?” She dragged a single finger down Beth’s arm, smirking at the way Beth shivered involuntarily. “Because you’re still not telling me to stop.”

Beth bit her lip, suppressing a response she wasn’t ready to process. “You are so insufferable.”

Space Beth laughed. “And yet, here you are. Helpless.”

Beth growled in frustration, testing the restraints again. “Oh, you’re so dead when I get out of this.”

Space Beth leaned in just a little closer, lips hovering near Beth’s ear. “Guess I better make it worth it then.”

Her fingers resumed their torment, and Beth’s laughter filled the room once more.