Literature
Admit it!
Perch Perkins regained his consciousness when he realized he was in a dark room. He tried lifting one of his arms, but realized that he couldn't. His arms and legs were strapped to a chair. Perch had no idea who did this or why they did this. Suddenly, he heard something.
"Oh, how wonderful! Now we can have the fun I planned," said a voice.
The lights came on and Perch realized he was in the Chum Bucket and was strapped up by Sheldon J. Plankton himself.
"Mind telling me why I'm here?" Perch asked, not knowing what Plankton's idea of fun was. Plankton smirked and approached him.
"I have a question. Are you, dare I say, in any possession of a weakness?" Plankton said. Perch knew that Plankton was planning on tickling him. He was very ticklish, but he doesn't like to be tickled, so he didn't say anything. Plankton was still smirking.
"Come on, Perch. Tell me your weakness," he teased, jabbing at Perch's side, making him giggle.
"Stop it! That tickles!" Perch said