Janie, Lauren, and Amanda continued to watch their sappy chick flick while Trent continued to... do not much of anything. Tied and gagged as he was on a soft leather couch meant friction kept him down, and the tape shut him up.
Amanda didn't say much the whole time. Except for
the one time she was involved in a TUG, she really didn't do much except occasionally help tie others up or release them when she was around for one. She still thought Trent was kind of cute like this, but she wasn't about to admit it. Amanda could keep a straight face through anything.
But it was the similarities among the three girls that made it special. They all loved softball, they liked chick flicks, they hated the same teachers, and they all liked picking on Trent. The "weirdness" in no way affected the way she felt about her friends; besides, it was the open secret that everyone laughed about because the Pattersons tie each other up for fun while other people play Monopoly.
When the movie was done, Amanda decided to have some fun with the captive while Lauren and Janie went to make lunch. She loosened the hogtie to lower his legs and then sat down on him. Trent let out a groan, wishing he knew who was on him. Amanda gave him a hard flick on the back of the neck with both hands.
"Mmph!" he moaned.
"Let this be a lesson to you: maybe you ought to be nice in the future, hmm? Maybe you ought to be a man? Maybe you should act like an older sibling and not a bully. You can pick on a sister without being a jerk; my brother does it to me all the time even still, and he is in college!"
"Mm..."
"You better start being nice to your sisters, or you're going to lose the girls! Time to start behaving!"
"Mmm!"
"People want respect! They want to be regarded with human dignity! People aren't toys to play with! Read about the Golden Rule!"
Amanda then walked away from Trent and into the kitchen. Both Janie and Lauren jumped when Amanda entered because both had stopped what they were doing to eavesdrop. Amanda stared at both of them and walked by both of them.
"He's still cute," she said without missing a beat.
"Huh?" Lauren asked surprised.
"He's a cute guy. Just needs an attitude adjustment."
"What is she talking about?
"She's interested in our brother?" Janie responded with a question.
"I thought so. Maybe we should straitjacket her?"
"Nah, she isn't certifiable yet. If she is, we know who to rubber room her with."
"You aren't kidding!"
"What is wrong with what I said?"
"Not even a mother could love him!"
"Oh, your mom loves him too."
"How do you know?"
"I am not sharing my secrets."
"Certified."
"Stat."
"Do we do throw away the key?"
"Nah."
"Secure her, at least."
"Not now."
"Why not?"
"Need to run more analyses."
"Copy that. Anything else?"
"Yes, the roast beef. I want roast beef for my sandwich, and you're hogging it!"
"Whoops, sorry!"
"Do I have to rubber room you, too, for a roast beef obsession!"
"Nonsense, doctor, I was always nuts!"
Amanda was just laughing at this as she prepared her own sandwich. She heaped pickles on in a thick layer. Some hot mustard was good too! That sandwichbcombined with potato chips would make her coaches cry. Too bad for them!
"A little of this..." Janie muttered as a she put some mayo on her bread.
"And ketchup," Lauren said.
"A little of that."
"And mayo. And mustard."
"Some salami."
"How about... oh, lettuce, can't forget that!"
"A little horseradish."
"Pickles..."
"Eww...," Amanda muttered softly at the disgusting ingredient combos.
"And now the bologna!"
"Dagwood would be proud!" Janie said as she took a bite out of her thick, stacked sandwich.
Amanda was horrified but continued eating her thin not-a-Dagwood-sandwich sandwich. She didn't know girls could eat like that, but these girls already had their quirks. Amanda was kind of happy that she was privy to these things.
After lunch, the girls grabbed their gloves and a couple of softballs. While they couldn't do everything, they could at least practice their throwing and catching, so Lauren also had her catcher's mask.
Before they went out the door, Janie loosened Trent's bonds; Lauren gave him a noogie; and Amanda gave him another flick on his back. They had a good laugh at Trent's expense before going outside.
After some catching, Janie and Amanda went upstairs to the bedroom. Janie could tell, however, that Amanda was thinking about something.
"Wassup?"
"Hm?"
"You? You're deep in thought."
"Me?"
"Who else?"
"Well... OK, you got me."
"Shoot."
"Why do y'all play these TUGs?"
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