Summer 1966
A Sleepy Game
Part III
Victory is Sweet
(mf/m+)
We sat both of them on the bed. Both were sleepy, having beady eyes, and annoyed. I later learned that they slept about half past one in the morning. No wonder they were groggy and sleepy.
“Andrew and David are tied up upstairs,” Angela proclaimed. “Now, be good little boys and follow us. Or else!” She said it in such a way as to leave no doubt to its meaning.
Both nodded. We untied Jay’s feet (we didn’t tie Chester’s feet in the first place), and the twins got up to walk and follow Angela. I stayed behind them to make sure they won’t try to escape. Although, aside from the fact that their hands were bound and they were gagged, both were too sleepy to really make an attempt.
They were both surprised when we entered Andrew’s room. Andrew was tied up, and still sleeping soundly, on the bed, while David was slumped on the chair, bound and gagged and welded to the chair, also fast asleep.
“Tom, I want you to go and get Frank and Don. I want to see the looks of their faces when we two had won the game without them,” Angela ordered.
Frankly, it wouldn’t have been inaccurate to state that she had won the game all by herself. Anyway, I went to my room to wake up my cousin and friend. They were still sleeping soundly in their sleeping bags. I looked at my bed. It was inviting me back. Well, Angela probably was still binding the twins, so I had time. I decided to rest my eyes just for a minute. Only a minute, and I’d wake Frank and Donald. Yes, just one minute. So I lay on my bed as quietly as I could, closed my eyes, and rested. For one minute.
***
“Tom! Shame on you!” I heard someone shout. I quickly sat on my bed. I looked at the clock. I didn’t rest for one minute; rather it was more like fifteen minutes.
It was Angela. She was pretending to be annoyed though she was smiling. “I send you out to do one simple thing and you sleep on me! Boys! Honestly, what is the world coming to?”
“I’m up! I’m up!” I insisted. “Sorry. I was sleepy. Forget about it. Let’s wake Frank and Donald.”
She gave me a smirk, before turning towards the two sleeping boys in their sleeping bags. She knelt, and began nudging Frank. I went over, and despite being really drowsy, went to work on Donald.
Donald simply tried to turn and cover up. When he woke up, he looked at the clock.
“It’s seven thirty. Don’t bother me until its nine,” he sleepily said before curling up and turning.
Both Frank and Donald refuse to get up despite our none-too-gentle prodding.
“Well, if they don’t wake up, we’ll have to take drastic measures!” Angela proclaimed.
She took Frank’s left hand, and directed me to take his right. With the door of the room opened, we pulled him out of his sleeping bag and intended to drag him outside. That did it. He woke up with a jerk.
“Now what was that for?” he said, awake, but drowsy and sleepy.
“I only want a moment of your time,” Angela said. “I’ll tell you what I want as soon as Donald is up.”
“I’m awake, I’m awake,” we heard Donald say as he yawned, stretched, and took his sweet time getting up. “Don’t drag me, please! Okay, Angie, what do you want?”
She smiled and said, “Boys, follow me!”
Frank and Donald looked at me. “What is going on?” Frank asked.
“Just follow her,” I sleepily replied.
They were surprised by what they saw when we entered Andrew’s room. Andrew and David were in the same position, sleeping, Chester and Jay were on the floor, tied at the ankles and knees, and hogtied, leashed to the bed post so they can’t even crawl towards each other, not that it matters because both of them were, even hogtied, sleeping on the floor.
“Wow! Just wow!” Frank exclaimed. “I never knew you had the nerve do pull it off! Even I would never have thought of this! Well done, Ang.”
Angela just smiled, but was obviously pleased by this complement.
Donald agreed. “Well, at least we won. They aren’t even trying to escape. Tom, Angela, good work! Should we have a little fun with them? Let the tickling begin!”
Frank and I yelled in approval. We decided to divide the work. I would tickle Andrew, Angela would do David, Frank would tickle Chester, while Donald would do Jay.
I went to the bed to begin Andrew’s torture. However, the sight of the pillow, and the touch of the bed spared Andrew. I decided to lie down and tickle him that way. I yawned, and another wave of sleepiness overcame me. I decided to rest my eyes for a moment and then tickle. I could already hear the muffled laughter of the others. Just a few seconds. Only for a few seconds. Just to rest my eyes, and I’ll tickle Andrew…
***
“Wake up, sleepy head,” I heard Frank say. I immediately sat up, and realized that I had again fallen asleep. It was twelve minutes this time. I could see David, Chester and Jay sweating and red in the face.
“Huh, I guess I should tickle Andrew,” I said.
“Nevermind. Tickle time is over,” Angela said. “Let’s leave them and come back after half an hour. Then you can go back to bed.”
I was too groggy to argue so I just followed her. Frank and Donald were a bit more energetic than I, but were still drowsy and simply followed Angela. Frank and Donald went to the kitchen to get something to eat. Mom, who was still in the kitchen, was surprised by their appearance at such an early hour (well, they expected us all to sleep in. They didn’t reckon Angela into the equation, however), while Angela and I went to the living room. Angela was talking to me, but I was too sleepy to care. We sat down on the couch, and despite Angela trying to keep a lively atmosphere, I was soon sleeping, again.
***
I was awakened thirty minutes later. It was Angela, Betty, and Maggie. The latter two were now awake, and they kept pestering me. Frank and Donald were standing besides them. They didn’t sleep. I later learned that they ran around the yard and played to keep themselves awake.
We went to Andrew’s room, untied them all, and gloated. Andrew simply stretched and promptly went back under his blankets and ordered us out of his room.
We laughed, but did as he told. I myself went back to my room to sleep. Frank and Donald elected to stay awake, and so did Chester, Jay, and David.
I woke up at eleven in the morning, and when I went to the living room, I saw that Andrew was now fully awake. He was talking with Angela and Betty, and I learned that Angela told him the entire story.
***
After the last game where Andrew and David captured all of us without Chester and Jay, Angela was determined to do the same with me—capture all four of them with only two of us. When she learned of the sleep-over and the fact that there was curfew for that night, she saw her opportunity. The fact that all of us except for Angela slept so late aided her scheme. She was determined to carry out her plan and she succeeded, brilliantly.
We gloated about our victory, while they vowed revenge. So the score was now 21-11, in their favour. It would be difficult to catch up with them, but I was determined. But summer was over, and the events of the next few weeks would change the nature of our games.
What happened? Read the next part and find out!