CARL: HEY PICK ON SOMEONE ELSE YOU BITCH! Nicole stopped her ruthless sole tickling at the sound of Carl's demands. ENID: CAHHHHRL HEHHHLP IHHTS TORTUHHHRE STAHHHP PLEAHHHSE MAHHKE HEHHHR STAHHHP MEHHRCY He had to help her. He was snapped back to reality though by the sound of Enid begging desperately for it to end.

His toes curled in his boots as he recalled just how ticklish he was.

Tickling? Who ever thought of tickling to extract information? His heart raced at the thought of being reduced to a laughing mess. He longed to help her but knew he couldn't jeopardise the safety of his people. ENID: WAIHHHHHT NOHHHT TIHHHCKLIHHNG HAHHHA STAHHHP IHHHM SOHHH TICKLISH OHHN MY FEHHHT Carl could see Enid was not enjoying this. She jolted in her seat throwing her head forward and laughing and erupting into bouts of laughter. Enid was extremely ticklish, her small feet an area of particular weakness. Tell me cutie what do you think of this? She began furiously tickling her feet with her nails. NICOLE: Seems you're boyfriend is playing the tough guy card. With that she turned back to Enid and smiled at her. CARL: FUCK YOU! LET HER GO! NICOLE: So disappointing. he would endure, no matter how painful the torture. How weak would he look if he began blabbing? No. Tell me where the rest of you went! Carl knew the plan of escape and was supposed to be with them however had been distracted spending the day with Enid. Carl looked angry, he hated that at this moment he was powerless to help Enid. She turned her attention to Carl who still wore his brown boots over his feet. NICOLE: Kids I dont think you get how this works. Her feet didn't smell bad, but they carried an obvious scent after a day training, that and a lack of clothes often meant wearing the same pair of socks for a couple of days. ENID: What the hell? Why did you take them off? Enid hated being out of her shoes. She smiled at the girl and began removing Enid's shoes revealing two soles covered by white ankle socks which clung tightly to her small feet. Nicole bent down beside Enids feet examining the worm out converse shoes that clung tightly to her shapely feet. but I find with a little persuasion, their memories can be jogged soon enough. ENID: Please we don't know anything! NICOLE: How many times have I heard that? Nobody ever knows anything to begin with. Despite the severity of the situation, his main focus right now was not looking weak in front of Enid. CARL: WHAT THE SHIT! LET US GO! He tried to act as tough as he could. She pulled up two stools and similarly tied both their feet to the stool so that they couldn't pull their legs away.

She grabbed both captives and brought them to the dining room where she tied them to a chair each. Her long black hair covered her tanned face and she gave Carl and Enid a stern look. Nicole see that our guests tell us where their friends escaped to. CARL: Screw you where's my dad? WOLF: Oh you're the Sheriff's kid? This should work out well then. Carl was sure he could take them but nkt without his gun. WOLF: YOU TWO HANDS UP NOW! Enid and Carl did as they were told. While Daryl and Carol lead an escape group away to safety, a plan that had been devised by Rick should something like this ever happen. Elsewhere Rick and Michone had been taken prisoner by other members of the Wolf gang. Carl immediately stood up from the bed, reaching to his bedside cabinet for a gun, but it was gone. 3 masked figures entered pointing guns at both of them. what's the weirdest thing about you thar you haven't told anyone? They were suddenly interrupted as the door came crashing down. ENID: Come on Carl you gotta tell the truth! No judging swear. Carl was reluctant at first but after a great deal of persuasion he had agreed. Carl and Enid had been talking in his room at Alexandria playing a rather juvenile game of Truth or Dare. At least as normal as the circumstances would allow. Someone relatable, who understood her and was normal. It was nice to have someone her own age to talk to. They had spent many days together as Rick's group adapted to Alexandria. While she would never admit to liking him it was obvious that Carl liled her. Enid had grown quite fond of Carl in the few months since they had met.

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