Paw Patrol Tickled Novels & Stories

They shrieked with laughter. The rest of the pups howled, climbing over me like a pack of wild animals, their tiny sharp nails scratching at my arms and chest. I let them think they had me for a few seconds before flipping the tables. With a playful growl, I lunged forward, grabbing as many of them as I could and rolling onto the floor with them. The entire pack house—who I didn't notice—were all staring. These little muffins erupted with their excited shrieks as I wrestled and tickled them into submission.

He suddenly started tickling me, oh no not tickles. I laughed as he tickled me "J.a.c.k.....pl...ea..se.....sto....p....it...t.ic.kl.es" I pleaded in between laughs, he didn't stop "Jack. ...p..lea..se...st..op....tic..kl..ing...me...I...ca..nt....ta.ke...it....an..y...more.." I said and began faking gasps like I couldn't breath He immediately stopped "OMG I'm so sorry barbie. ...I did mean to hurt you......I'm really sorry. ....please try to breath" he panicked

Zoe beamed as she scratched behind the pitbull puppy’s ears. “Uh, perhaps you should let me take over, Miss Justice,” I said, clearing my throat, trying to move her away from the table. “But why?” she questioned with confusion written all over her face. “Just a safety precaution with Titus being a pit and all.” “Dr. Parker, he’s a puppy, and I’m fine. Please be seated,” she gritted through clenched teeth. I sighed but returned to my stool in the corner of the room and watched him flirt with Zoe while she examined the puppy.