Write a story about a boy asking his mom can I ask someone if they think neck tickling is underrated and why or why not

Once upon a time in a cozy little town, there lived a curious boy named Oliver. With wild, tousled hair and a twinkle in his bright blue eyes, he was always bubbling with questions about the world around him. He adored exploring quirky ideas and often pondered the odd corners of life that others tended to overlook. One sunny afternoon, while sitting at the kitchen table munching on a peanut butter and jelly sandwich, Oliver's mind began to wander. He remembered a day at the park when he and his friends had been playing a game of tag. At one point, they had taken a break on the grass, and Oliver’s best friend, Max, jokingly tickled him on the neck. It had sent Oliver into a fit of giggles, and for a moment, everything else faded away. It was a simple pleasure, but something about it had struck a chord deep within him. Oliver was determined to understand this feeling better. He turned toward his mother, who was busy washing dishes at the sink, sunlight streaming through the window, casting a warm glow in the kitchen. “Mom!” he called out, his voice breaking through the quiet clinking of plates. His mom turned around, wiping her hands on a dish towel with a curious smile. “Yes, sweetheart? What’s on your mind?” “Can I ask someone if they think neck tickling is underrated?” he said, his eyes wide with excitement. “And why or why not?” His mom chuckled softly, finding his question both amusing and endearing. “Of course you can, Oliver! But what do you mean by ‘underrated’?” Oliver leaned back in his chair, eager to explain. “Well, like, some people might think neck tickling is silly or not important. But I think it’s really fun and could make people happy! I mean, it caused so much laughter the other day. It’s like a secret joy that not everyone knows about!” His mother smiled, touched by his thoughtful perspective. “That’s a beautiful way to look at it. You know, sometimes the simplest things can bring the most joy. But who do you want to ask?” Oliver thought for a moment. “What about Mr. Thompson? He always seems grumpy, but I wonder if he’s ever had a tickle fight!” His mother laughed, a sound that filled the kitchen with warmth. “Sure! But keep in mind that Mr. Thompson might have some strong opinions about neck tickling, especially if he prefers his quiet time. You could also ask your friends or even your teacher, Mrs. Larkin!” With a determined nod, Oliver leapt from his chair. “I will! I’ll make a list of everyone I want to ask. Research isn’t just for school; it’s for neck tickling too!” He grabbed a notebook from the shelf and started scribbling down names, ideas tumbling out of his mind like confetti. His mom returned to the dishes, shaking her head with a smile as Oliver dashed off, full of energy and ideas. Throughout the week, Oliver set on his quest. He approached Mr. Thompson while he was tending to his garden. “Excuse me, Mr. Thompson,” Oliver said shyly. “Can I ask you something?” “What is it, Oliver?” Mr. Thompson replied, leaning on his gardening spade, curious yet cautious. “Do you think neck tickling is underrated?” Oliver asked, a serious look on his face. Mr. Thompson paused, his brows knitting together. “Neck tickling? Kid, I haven’t thought about that in years,” he scratched his head, and then a small smile crept into his expression. “You know, I did have a little sister who loved to tickle me. It always made me laugh. I suppose it does have its charm. Who knew there was a whole world around it?” Dazzled by his unexpected response, Oliver nodded eagerly and moved on to his friends, Mrs. Larkin, and even a couple of older kids at the park. To his delight, he discovered a spectrum of opinions. Some found it silly, while others shared fond memories of tickling their siblings or laughing uncontrollably with friends. Every conversation filled Oliver with joy and reaffirmed his belief that sometimes, in a world focused on the big and grand, it was the small, simple things that deserved more recognition. After a week of inquiry, Oliver returned home, bursting with excitement to share his findings with his mom. “Mom! You won’t believe what I found out! It’s really almost *unanimous*—most people think neck tickling brings happiness!” he shouted, leaping into the kitchen, notebook clutched tight. Grinning at the zeal of her son, his mom wrapped her arms around him, pulling him into a hug. “That’s wonderful, Oliver! It seems like neck tickling might just be a hidden treasure of joy that you’ve uncovered!” With a satisfied grin, Oliver agreed. He felt a sense of accomplishment. And from that day on, he made it his mission to share the joy of neck tickling with anyone who would listen, because sometimes, laughter was truly the best way to connect with others—and maybe neck tickling really was underrated after all.