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Woa,, who did that!!not me!1
Title: smiths beach day
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 groaned but couldn’t hide her grin. Revenge would come eventually. But for now… this wasn’t so bad.
