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Getting into the spirit of the occasion, you opt for a candy dispenser.
"I knew it," says genie, poking your belly for effect, "when I saw you walking up I thought 'now there's a man who's a born pinata'."
"Ha ha," you say sarcastically. You put your hands over your head, causing your shirt to hike up. The cold air makes your belly feel very vulnerable.
He slaps the jar on your hands before you can reconsider and tightens the wrists. You can feel the dispenser button under your index finger. You give it a test push and a chocolate in festive green cellophane falls to the ground.
"You're all set, chubsy." He starts pushing you towards the parade. "Just one more thing. No refills, so make that candy last. I wouldn't want to be you if a bunch of rugrats hopped up on sugar find you with and empty jar. They'll think your holding out."
"Wait...what?!?!" But you turn and he's gone. You tug at your hands and realize he never told you how to get out of this thing, either. Crap.
You barely make it a few feet when you hear a familiar voice.
"Candy! Candy! Candy!" Gohan scurries up in front of you, eyeing the urn over your head. "Aha, you're fair game now."
"Heh, OK, kid. But be gentle, you're my first."
Sliding his backscratcher inside your shirt, he makes contact with your ribs. "Gaahk...skrrnt...cold!"
"Heh, you're funny mister."
The claw touches down again, this time making a little half circle over your rib cage. "Gnnkkhaah-ha-hehe." You want to bring your arms down, but the wrist straps on the urn make that inconvenient at best. Besides, you're kinda having fun.
The third hit was a solid scratching, starting at your lowest rib and heading north. "Aaaahahahahoho-kay-okay-okay-okayeee!" You press the button and drop a treat just before he hits your armpit. Whew, close.
Gohan grabs up the sweet with and air of victory.
"You're never gonna last if your give up that easily," says a voice from behind you. You turn to see the Gohan's dad, relieved to find him trussed up just like you. You need a break before the next one.
"Oh, hi, um..."
"Goku," he offers.
"I dunno," you say, "he was tough."
"They get a lot tougher. You have to make them work for it a little. It's more fun that way, too."
A raspy voice comes from over your shoulder. "I'm glad you feel that way, little man." You turn around and stare dumbfounded into the torso of a giant caterpillar. "Cause we've got a score to settle."
"Oh no! Not YOU!" Goku screams as 8 hands go to work on his legs and torso. "NOHOHOHO...oh man...WAAAHAAHAAHAHAHAHA-OOHOO-OOHOO-HAAAHAHAHAHA"
"Kootchie kootchie koo! How do you like that, little man? Just say you give up. Kootchie koo!"
Goku was laughing for all he's worth, tears streaming down his cheeks. But to his credit, he wasn't giving up a treat. "Damn, he's tough," you think, as you put as much space as possible between you and that monster.
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