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maladaptive-ninja-returns · 3 years

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It’s The Avengers (03x14)

Loki x Reader Avengers The Office AU (Slowwwwww Burn)

Season 3 Episode 14: It’s Not What It Looks Like

Series Summary: Living in the Avengers facility post-apocalypse in a better timeline Tony Stark has decided to capture every moment by pulling The Office on the Avengers. All of housemates are pretty used to the idea except for you, who had just come here to finish her degree, and the newest member- Loki.

Warnings: ehehehehehe

Word Count: my anxiety was through the roof this time. and that too on the thing that I know was not achievable. But noooo my boss just wants results. Well, fuck you and your boss who gave me anxiety. You will know the pain of these tears soon.

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The familiar sports car shining in its red shade came to a halt right outside the door for Tony to get out and greet the lone camera covering him. "How's it going fellas?" He seemed comparatively chirpier than the last few days as he whistled his way to the boot of the trunk to take out five boxes of large pizzas along with a whole bag filled with soda and side dishes. "It's pizza party today, my lovely unicorn," he announced to the camera person; mostly because there was no one else in his vicinity.

Tony: *standing next to his car* I have come realise that I have been a bit hard on my team because of the anxiety I've been feeling ever since Y/N disappeared from right in front of me. Like last Monday. *camera switches to the video recording of Last Monday* Tony is seen in the kitchenette making detox juice for himself after a workout. Sam comes and grabs the coffee pot, looking around for a mug to pour himself some. The only mug hanging on the stand is your Brooklyn Nine-Nine themed one. "Well," he mutters to himself, "no one's using this for a while." Just as he finishes the sentence, Tony's hand slips on the juicer switch and the green spill out everywhere in the space, making Sam yell for help. "You are excluded from my will," Tony announces while looking dead into Sam's eyes before pouring the coffee from his pot into the sink and walking away. *back to present* Tony: Pepper says I went overboard but Sam didn't have to say that now did he. *makes a cringe face* Anyways. This is my way of showing them that I have made peace with the situation for now and that I trust our alien friends to get my daughter back to me asap.

Tony walked into the facility to be greeted by dead silence. "Did I miss something?" he wondered out loud for the camera while looking around the lobby and the waiting area. "I am pretty sure we were not supposed to go out anywhere thanks to that stubborn virus." He walked up the elevator to be greeted by Clint coming back from the security room with his self-regulated watch, carrying two glasses of iced Americanos- one of which he offered Tony. "Pizza-" he seemed happy to see the boxes, taking the bag from Tony- "what's the occasion? Are you firing one of us? Is there a budget cut because of the 'Rona? In that case, just know that I spot a person without a mask from miles. And I can end them right there." Tony pressed the button for the lounge and waited for the camera to record his wink and smile till the doors closed to let the other handy camera in the elevator- following Clint- take over. Clint did a survey of the bag and was quite content with the contents. Tony, still with his glasses on, walked his usual walk that displayed well that he owned the place. "No one's getting fired unless they are eating my choco-chip ice cream." "You have set the bar pretty low." "It's pretty much up to the expectations I have from you all."

Clint shrugged and went on to agree with him, walking behind the Iron Man as the elevator dinged. The camera followed Clint and Tony out to film the scene unfolding in the Lounge. Manoeuvring away from their shoulders, the camera caught that deadpan silence in the room filled with nearly every Avenger staring at the screen with the seriousness of defusing a bomb that may go off any time. Peter was hiding under Scott's arm, peeping at the screen through his hands while Scott was biting his nails, nervousness dripping from his forehead. Wanda held Vision's hand while she muttered something under her breath- most probably a chant. Sam seemed to have forgotten he was watering the plants for the water-can was already empty and yet he still went on to pour the contents while his eyes were glued to the screen. Bucky's hands were busy brushing Zuko's fur- while the pupper took this opportunity to lay in his lap and snooze- monotonously, his gaze too stuck on the screen. "Come on, come on. Do it," Steve muttered while on the edge of his seat on the sofa. The camera swivelled back to Clint and Tony- both of whom had confused looks on their faces by now. Both of them turned to the screen in sync to witness what exactly was it that had all of them in such a grim state. And it was something like this.

On the screen was a barely lit space that seemed like it could have been a small closet under somebody's staircase. In that barely lit space, you could be seen from your abdomen up. There you were, panting, sweating, your hair a literal mess, your bra strap dangling out of your tank top's straps. "Again," you panted, wiping the sweat beads from your forehead while positioning your hands on a surface where the camera was seemingly recording you from. And in that same dim light, a movement was discovered behind you. That movement was of the exposed muscles and skin that the viewers had never seen in their daily life. Well, neither had they seen that very person pant and sweat like this before as well. Green eyes shined in that bare light, as the familiar face came out from the shadows to apparently hover just above your shoulder. One pale hand was used to remove those clammy hair strands coming in his way before both arms mimicked your position and came to rest on either side of your arms. "Are you sure?" Loki's voice, breathless and heavy, questioned you with sincerity while his body did not budge from behind you. You nodded. "Again." The frame caught you adjusting your hips to position your butt right with his front- something that was not covered by the camera. He towered over you, adjusting to your height while grounded his arms on the surface. "Okay then," he whispered, taking one arm to move your butt a little closer to your frame before going back to anchor himself to the surface, "here we go."

The iced Americanos created a crackle and bang louder than expected- thanks to the already looming silence- when they hit the floor. The pizza box and other snacks? Not so much. Every other person jumped where they were to turn and watch the colours from Tony and Clint's faces drain away by the second, their jaws unhinged, their hearts at a pause and their lungs just no longer working. Steve- the only one in the room to have deciphered what had just gone down in those Dad brains- got up and raised his arms till his chest as of sign of caution. "It's not what you think. Tony, Clint it's not-" The elevator dinged and out came Natasha and Bruce with four feet long bags of Cheetos and popcorn, the former quite excited to rush out into the Lounge. "We found the snacks from the pantry! Did we miss something? Did they put it in yet?" Steve winced just as Bruce blurted out those words. Tony was already heaving audibly, no air going into his lungs as he nearly collapsed on the floor if not for Natasha holding him up like she was used to it. Clint, on the other hand, had 'disgusted' written all over his face, judging every single person in the room before storming out. "OH MY GOD!!!! OH MY GAAAAA~" the screams could be heard from outside while the camera zoomed in on Natasha's face- already bored and tired.

Natasha: If they had more than one working brain cell they wouldn't have fought like twelve-year-olds in the middle of an airport and then stopped talking for a whole year. *camera pans in on her face* *faces the camera* And to think they can procreate. .

One Hour Ago Eight Hours Earlier In A Galaxy Far Away One of the camera drones stepped over a stone wall and passed over a dozen guards, buzzing its best to enter the first window it could find. Passing over ogres guarding the small galleries, another drone accompanied the first one down the maze of hallways, parting at the stairway leading down to the dungeons and up to the meeting room. The way to the dungeons was one dark path that only lit up at the very end of the hallway- few lamps burning with constant flickers. The space was divided into walls and covered with iron bars. A few of these cells were empty while others housed creatures who are only spoken about with the name of their shadows. In the last cell was a shadow that seemed similar to that of a human sleeping under the lone ragged excuse of a blanket. If one tried to focus, they could hear light snores coming out of that creature too. The drone came to rest upon one of the iron bars, sending in the live feed to the cameraman behind this whole shebang. The other fly had already found the 'throne room'. The throne- as one could make out with the setting of the hall- was made out of a tree trunk burned till all that was left was an ash-covered dead piece looking up at the sky. The seat was carved right through the middle with one of the ashened branches housing a black adder with red eyes. And in the throne sat the one person no one wanted to see. "Aellae," you mumbled in the most derogatory sense, your eyes wanting to hurt her there and then through the screen in Javier's hand. And lo! Right then the God stepped in the frame, standing in front of the witch with his usual demeanour. Well, that's what it looked like. "Why do you have to bow to her?" You whispered at him a bit viciously. White entered the frame that was recording your end. Looking at the screen he furrowed his brows and wondered how you could tell that. "He stands straight," you stressed, already sensing the question from White, "and right now he is not. And he does not not stand straight for anyone." "I see you have found yourself a fine pair of pets on your galactic travels, my love," you and White hear Aellae from the screen, bringing your attention back to her. "Just a bunch of humans and a kitten to entertain me on my way," he chuckled and shrugged a little, that Asgardian charm resurfacing in his smile. Aellae smirked at him. "On your way to where?" The question had a hint of anger even when she added a wave of curiosity, something that was easy to catch of the one who was listening to layers in her voice. Loki waved his hands in the air. "You know how it is for me. Here and there, always on the move. A nomad exploring the universe." "No more," she announced, her head high, her stare stern, "now you stay with me. You will be my advisor in the day, guiding my army to every corner of this world, with nothing to spare." She got up from her throne to walk an inhumanly seductive gait to reach the God and place her finger under his chin. "And in the night, you shall be my pacifier," she whispered, making your whole face cringe for the camera to zoom into it. "You shall satiate all my bedly desires till I the very. last. drop." Something cracked on the other side, making Javier and White turn in every direction to look at the source of the sound. Lulu too was a bit confused. You were the only person not taking your eyes away from the screen.

You: I swear to God if she was not such a bitch, I would have asked her out. Would have even gone to lengths of being her *makes air quotes* bedfellow if she was not such a fucking bitch?? Javier: *turns the camera to himself with the dazed look on his face* *signs for the camera* I am supportive and all in for this but is now really a good time for her to be questioning her sexuality? When we can literally die for just breathing wrong???

"Now," Aellae snapped everyone back to the screen, "as for those pets of yours, I'll send someone to take care of them. They are just hindrance if nothing more." "Aellae," Loki's honey laden voice was now implying a sternness. "What." "They are not to be given enough importance to be-" Loki sighed and closed his eyes- "taken care of." "All the more fun to watch them die in misery." Her eyes widened with excitement at the thought of murder. "Especially that Midgardian who is living in the illusion of being your friend." Loki's jaw tightened. "If you decide to harm h-them, I will not aid you in your irrational quests, Aellae. Going after those weaklings proves that you are still the reckless stubborn creature that I left you." There wasn't an exclamation of surprise on her face but rather that particular smirk of the devil who has walked its prey right into its trap. "So, she does mean something to you." Loki kept mum. "Guards!" she yelled for the two orcs standing outside, "bring me the head of the woman!" "Aellae, stop," he begged casually. "Enough humour." "And do whatever with the rest of her!" she ordered with her eyes piercing through Loki's soul.

The next thing you know, the last fly drone that got lost on the middle floor somewhere was recording two orcs throwing Loki into a room before shutting the door behind him. His grunts echoed through the room with no windows. All around him were walls coloured in a dusty cream shade, lamps lining up the four walls with one dressing table sitting with one of the four walls, housing heavy chains, the purpose of which Loki did not want to know. He huffed as he stood up, looking at the door before letting his gaze land on those shackles on his wrist that now seemed permanent. The tension on his jaw did not go unnoticed by the tiny roommate before he slammed those bracelets- along with his wrist- into the wall in pure animalistic rage.

Witch's Den- Down the Hall Two orcs stood guard to the entrance coming to the floor via the stairs. One of them seemed to be snoozing with all the pressure sitting on his nose and brows while the other one was trying to drive away this one stubborn fly that kept buzzing around its head. Eventually reaching the threshold of irritation, he followed the fly out towards the stairs, his curved sword being swung into the air to strike the buzzing creature; only to be taken by surprise with a bright source of light. The next thing the fly was recording was the other orc waking up to the clunk of a sword dropping, this one finding gasping and taking an attack position before the camera went dark.

But not for long.

The fly in Loki's room recorded the God catching the sounds outside while he was in the middle of surveying the whole room for an escape route. The grunts and gasps of orcs outside have stopped, making him all the more cautious to the steps that steadily approach the door. He took one of the chains in his hand, with calculated steps, walked towards the door to catch whatever tried to come in next. With the sound of a heavy key twisted inside the keyhole, the wheels turned and the door opened a smidge to let someone in. Without losing even a second, Loki wound the chain around your neck from behind you, nearly choking you. "Not now, dammit!" you choked, trying to free yourself from the hold. "Y/N?" the surprise stirring along with confusion was a new shade on Loki that you would have appreciated any other day. "Wha-what are you doing here?" That God wasn't even able to squeak on realising it was you. The chains came off as fast as they had gone around your neck, giving you room to breathe and widen your eyes in horror. "No! No no no no noooo!!" You ran towards the door as it clunk shut, leaving you to pull at it with all your might to no avail. "The door opens from outside," you groaned with a sob, thumping your head on it with low winces before a tiny realisation hit you hard enough to stop and look back at Loki. "Ow!" He yelled at the hard slap that came for his back, looking at you in simmering confusion. "You could've waited to choke me after we got out, you fucking IDIOT!" The slaps and punches got more vigorous with each word until Loki had to gab your hands with his to stop you from wasting your energy anymore. "And what makes you think coming here was a good idea?" He struggled to keep your writhing form from hurting itself more than him. You were ready to kick him in his shins and you would have absolutely done that if Loki had not shoved you into the wall with him towering over you to restrict any movement of your limbs. The little buzzing drone came to sit over Loki's arm and capture the frame where both of you were flaming with anger and still trying to breathe enough to keep that rage alive. "I'd already told you were on your own," he grunted, his eyes drilling through your soul. "And I'd already told you I am a psychology major. I can see the denial routine from miles away, you stupid blob of six-foot galaxy brain! You think I haven't sacrificed myself to a professor for the sake of my friends?" "...what? Wait. What do mean by sacri-" "Now get off me and find us a way out of here." You pushed him back. Well, at least you thought you did. But he pushed closer to you, shooting emotions of mild surprise in your eyes before you caught yourself slipping. Fortunately, this little drone caught everything in 4K. From the veins popping in Loki's neck to the parted lips and wavering gaze of yours. "This world is not a joke, Y/N. There was a reason you were left behind. And you have done the exact opposite of that which is supposed to keep you alive." It felt as if Loki had to restrain from spilling that anger over the rim. To make that hypothesis true, he punched the wall to dissipate this emotion he did not want to be running him. And there he stood, his head hanging above you in defeat, his eyes closed and his breath wavering. "I was supposed to send you home safe," he was barely able to mutter. The drone focused on your hands coming around his torso, your arms taking as much of his frame in a hug as possible as you softly patted his back and soothed him. Loki's body twitched a little at this new touch, still like a stone before giving in with every wave of your soothing touch. "You're family, idiot. I'm not gonna leave you behind with some crazy bitch that isn't me?" A chuckle resonated through you and then the room. The next moment when you looked at him, he was looking lighter. "Now come on, use your muscles and drill through one of these walls." Raising his good brow, he judged you while tapping his fist casually on the wall. "What exactly do you take me for?" "A cheesy brooder who's all soft inside," you commented without skipping a beat, looking around to find some kind of a loophole in this square room. "Say that outside these walls and watch what this brooder does to you." "Sounds like an invitation," you sang under your breath, tapping the walls. It took a while. A while that was long enough for you to move around the room to come and sit on the lone drawer by the wall, feeling the heat of the room bursting out the sweat in your skin, other than turning your brain into an irritated mush. You groaned while taking off your top and throwing it on the floor. You wanted to cry out loud to blow off some of the unbearable heat but stopped short at the sight of that overcoat coming off. Followed by that black shirt. Muscles. No matter how he moved or what he did, his back lived in that moment to tease you with those muscles. And what was that? Sparkles? No, sweat, glistening in the dim light. Wait, why was it glisten- You looked around and realised the lamps were at their wick's end. "Same," you sighed as you looked back at Loki's back, only to find him turned around to face you. "Oh, Gods!" you jumped down from the drawer with quite the surprise in your eyes. "This is your first time seeing me shirtless?" It almost felt like he was genuinely curious. "What? No! I don't know. That wasn't the-look!" You signalled him to come closer and let your hand hang right above the drawer's top that touched the two corners of the wall. Loki mirrored you and realised it instantly. "That's a cold breeze." He looked at you with pupils expanding wide in that dim lighting. Taking over from there, he tried his best to get a look as to which section of the wall it was coming from. "There's an opening-" he immediately shifted his position to standing parallel to the length of the wall, his hands grounded on the varnished top- "we will have to either pull it-" he tried his best but the structure did not budge- "or push it towards the opening in that section." You got to work as well, standing next to him and giving your end of the small corner a good push that only ended up in failed grunts. "Okay, let's try another way," you inhaled, "I'll push the top, you be the bottom."

The drone was sitting on the drawer now, capturing all those failed attempts from every angle both of you thought possible before you nearly collapsed due to lack of air. "We're are clearly doing something wrong here," Loki huffed, his puffed-up chest, the centre of the camera's frame. You flipped your wet hair to show your tired face in the lone lamp that burned in the room. "There weren't any more of those BDSM chains inside it, were there?" Loki's breathing stopped for a moment. You looked at him for an answer. Both of you moved to open the drawers. The drone captured the disappointment in your own IQ in high definition before watching you both taking them out with nothing but pure spite. "Take a break, I'll try-" "No," you shook your head and wiped the forehead sweat, "let's do it together." Loki wanted you to stop but that you gave him was more than adequate to let anyone know you won't listen right now. "This time you stand behind me and let's use the wall behind as a supp....ort? Wait how is this room looking shorter?" You were looking around in dazed confusion while Loki closed his eyes. "It's not a normal room. Those two walls will keep closing in until..." He didn't have to say more. "Well, then what are we waiting for?" the drop of panic in your high pitched voice was evident as you positioned yourself- putting your palms on the edge. "Come on." Loki came to stand behind you, copying your position, just a bit more charismatically- and with a bit more skin- till he felt your hair come into his mouth. "One, two, three!" This time the push did budge the drawer chest a bit but your strength had been used for that movement of a centimetre. Your breaths almost felt like your lungs were on the verge of crying. "Again," you panted, wiping the sweat beads from your forehead while positioning your hands on a surface where the drone was seemingly recording you from. Loki looked at your back, clearly concerned. This time he used his hand to remove those clammy hair strands coming in his way before both arms mimicked your position and came to rest on either side of your arms. "Are you sure?" Loki's voice, breathless and heavy, questioned you with sincerity while his body did not budge from behind you. You nodded. "Again." The frame caught you adjusting your hips to position your butt right with his front- something that was not covered by the camera. He towered over you, adjusting to your height while grounded his arms on the surface. "Okay then," he whispered, taking one arm to move your butt a little closer to your frame before going back to anchor himself to the surface, "here we go." Both of you had your eyes stuck on the wall with a fiery gaze and an aura that would have burned this place to the ground. His muscles tried to take all that you could not. And just when the grunts were turning into screams, the drawer started to move from its place with a screeching noise. As soon as Loki noticed a decent enough opening in the wall to your and his side, he pushed you and himself in through the opening before the death walls came for your limbs. The drone fly followed. Both of you rolled through what seemed like a tunnel slide through the walls for a minute till that just did not seem to end. It did end though. It ended in a noisy fall of thuds and groans- you on top of him. "You okay?" you winced through your broken voice, not moving a muscle for the fear of breaking something. Also because it was awkward lying over him on your stomach. Loki replied with a quick wince. A ruffle came from next to you. Followed by a lazy groan. Your head turned to the noise. So did Loki's. "You two could have easily waited for another hour." The drone swerved around to bonk into the one that was already there, covering the dungeons. There under the rugged blanket, laid Carol Danvers, looking at the two of you with sleepy eyes. Neither of you knew what to say. She looked at her watch and put her head inside the blanket again. "Five more minutes."

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krat395 · 3 years

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Gorgeously Glamorous Gargalesis (Chapter 1)

Happy 6th Anniversary to Undertale! Yay! :D It sure doesn’t feel like it’s been six years already but it has! OMG! And to celebrate, here is the first chapter of a lengthy story; first of ten, believe it or not. Taking place one day after “Laugh For Us, King Fluffybuns” and three days before the first seven chapters of “W.D. Gaster, the Ultimate Tickle Master,” Asriel and MK get themselves into a real ticklish situation at MK’s house; one approved by MK’s mother, Lydia, and orchestrated by a “fabulous” house guest. ;) But before we dive into that, let’s take some time to meet a special, talented little guy, whose role in this story might be more important than you think. X3

Undertale© Toby Fox.

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Chapter 2

Chapter 3

Chapter 4

Chapter 5

Chapter 6

Chapter 7

Chapter 8

Chapter 9

Chapter 10

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GORGEOUSLY GLAMOROUS GARGALESIS

Chapter 1: Baby Lizard! :D

It is a Tuesday afternoon; 3:30pm to be exact; and just recently, MK and his mother, Lydia, arrived at their home after a full day of school. But they're not alone however. Accompanying them is Prince Asriel Dreemurr, who promised to hang out with MK today after school while his two sisters and MK's kid sister are off at a slumber party; and Rocco (MK's father), who has been home most of the day due to having a day off from work. Asriel and MK don’t have anything in particular that they want to do today after school. They just want to spend some time with each other, that’s all. It’s been a while since the two of them hung out together without Frisk and/or Chara accompanying them.

Rocco: Hey, hey! Look who's here! *said Rocco with a smile, noticing his wife, older son, and Asriel right as he was about to put a pan of lasagna in the oven*

Lydia: Heeheeheeheehee! Hey there, handsome. *said Lydia in response, smiling and kissing Rocco on his left cheek* Heeheeheehee! *she then giggled after noticing that she made him blush X3*

Rocco: Hehe. W-wow! Perfect timing, you three! I was just about to put the lasagna in the oven!

Lydia: Heeheehee! Yeah, I can see that. X3

MK: Lasagna?! We're having lasagna?! *asked MK excitedly with a big sharp-toothed smile on his face, mere seconds before wagging his tail to further express his excitement* Oh man, what's the occasion?

Rocco: Haha! No occasion, champ. *lied Rocco* We just haven't had it for a while and your mother and I thought it sounded good for a change. Hahaha! Right, honey? *he then asked Lydia while winking at her*

Lydia: Heeheehee! That's right! *Lydia agreed, winking back at Rocco* Heeheeheehee! (It will serve as a reward for taking part in a fun little afternoon activity orchestrated by a very special friend of ours and approved by yours truly. Tee hee!)

MK: Haha! Well alrighty then! If you insist! Just be sure to save at least one piece for GK since she won't be joining us tonight.

Rocco: Haha! I'll do you one better, champ! I'll save her at least two!

MK: Hehe. Awesome! And some garlic bread to go with it?

Rocco: G-garlic bread?! *asked Rocco, pretending to be offended by his son's innocent question just to mess with him*

Lydia: *gasp* Uh oh! Now you've done it, honey puff! *Lydia then said to MK in response; to add to Rocco's little joke*

Rocco: You think we're having garlic bread with the lasagna?!

MK: Y-yes? *answered MK both awkwardly and nervously in response*

Rocco: Well… you're absolutely right, champ! *Rocco then said in the friendliest tone imaginable while showing his son a pan with slices of garlic bread on it*

Lydia: Heeheeheeheeheehee! Oh, you. Heeheeheeheehee!

MK: Aw, Dad! Again?! Come on! *shouted MK with a bit of an irritated tone in his voice*

Asriel: Pfffffffff… Hahahahahahaha!!! Oh, man; he got you again, MK! Hahahahaha!!! Good one, Rocco!

Rocco: Haha! Thanks, Azzy! Hahaha! Glad to know that at least one of you boys appreciates my jokes! *Rocco then said jokingly while grinning cheekily at MK* Ehehehehehe!

Rocco loves teasing his son and one of his ways of doing so is changing his friendly tone of voice for a brief moment to give MK the impression that he might be in trouble only for MK to find out that he isn't actually in trouble at all. Rocco's a jokester like that. ;)

MK: H-hey! I-I-I a-appreciate them! *stammered MK in defense* I do!

Rocco: Hehe. Are you sure about that, champ? *Rocco then asked with a mischievous sharp-toothed smile while scooping MK up into his arms* Are you suuuuuure?

MK: Eeeeeeeep! Yes, I'm sure! *shouted MK nervously in response*

Rocco: Are you really sure? *Rocco then asked as he proceeded to hold MK upside down*

MK is now being held upside down by Rocco! Rocco is strong enough to hold MK upside down with just one arm (either arm; but in this case, his left arm); usually with a secure and comfortable grip around both of MK's ankles; and while holding MK upside down with one arm, he is then able to do whatever he pleases to MK's feet. And that will be easy because MK's soles are currently facing upwards directly underneath Rocco's chin with the whole backside of his body up against Rocco himself.

MK: AHHHHHHHHHHH!! YES, DAD, I'M SURE!! *shouted MK once more; this time more frantically* EEEEEEEEEEEEP!! I'VE NEVER BEEN MORE SURE ABOUT ANYTHING IN MY LIFE!!

Rocco: Hahaha! Really? Hahaha! Well, good! It pleases me greatly to hear you say that, champ!

MK: I-it does? Hehe. Awesome!

Lydia: Heeheeheehee! Yes! Super awesome, honey puff! *Lydia agreed*

Rocco: Haha! Yes, it is; I agree. *Rocco then chimed in while intertwining his own tail with MK's; just in case MK decides to try anything funny with his tail during the next while* Ehehehehe. But not nearly as awesome as this! *he then claimed with a mischievous smile, beginning a ticklish assault on MK's bare soles with every single clawed finger on his free hand* Hahahahaha! Coochie coo! Coochie coochie coo!

At that moment, Rocco began tickling MK's yellow three-toed feet with his free hand fingers, scribbling each of them wildly against his extremely sensitive soles. What followed of course was several squeaks and frantic laughter from the young reptilian boy, who couldn't pull his feet away from his father's fingers no matter how hard he tried. X3

MK: EEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEP!!! HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAAHAHAHAHAHAHA HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!! *SQUEAK* DAHAHAHAHAHAHAAHAD, NOHOHOHOHOHOHO!!! *MK involuntary pleaded through his laughter, wiggling frantically in his father's grasp and flailing his robotic arms as a means of dealing with his current tickle torture* HAHAAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHHAHAHAHAAHAHHAHAHA!!! DAHAHAHAHAHAHAAHAHAD, HAHAHAHAHHAHAHAHAHAHHAAHHAHAHAHAHAHAHHAAHAHAHAHAHA, WHY ME?!?! HAHAHAHHAHAHAHAHAHHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAAAHA!!! TICKLE AZ INSTEAD!!! *he then suggested while continuing to laugh; just seconds before he inadvertently exposed his bare scaly belly* HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHHAHAHAHAHHAHAHAHAHAAAHAHAHHAHAAHAHAHAHA!!! HE'S OUR GUEST, REEHEEHEEHEEHEEMEMBEHEHEHER?!?! *SQUEAK* HAHAHHAAHHAHAHAAHAHAHHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHHAHAHAHAHAHA!!!

Rocco: Hahaha! Yes, champ, I'm aware. *said Rocco with a chuckle, right as he began wiggling his fingers all willy-nilly in between and underneath his son's toes* Which reminds me; Azzy, get his belly! *he then suggested with an "evil" sharp-toothed grin, causing Asriel to perk up* Come on! You know you want to! Hahahahahaha!

MK: HAHAHAHAHHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHHAHAHA!!! WHAHAAHAHHAAT?!?! HAHAHAHAHHAHAHA!!! NOHOHOHOHOHOHOHOHO!!! *MK pleaded through his laughter, shocked that Rocco requested that Asriel should assist in tickle torturing him; even though in retrospect, he probably should’ve seen it coming* HAHAHHAHAHAHAHAHAHHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!! DOHOHOHOHOHOHHON'T LISTEN TO HIM, AZ!!! HAHAHAHAHAHAAHAHAAHAHAHAHAHAAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!!!!! PLEEHEEHEEHEEASE DOHOHOHON'T LISTEN!!! *SQUEAK* HEEHEEHEEHEEHEEEHEEHEEHEEEHEEHEEHEEHEEEHEEHEEHEE!!!

Asriel did not listen to MK’s pleas. When given a chance to tickle his precious reptilian friend, he almost never refuses! ;)

Asriel: Hahaha! Yes, sir! You got it!

Lydia: Wait! Azzy! Stop for a second, would you, my dear?

Just as Asriel was about to wreak havoc on MK's belly with his furry fingers, Lydia stopped him; long enough to do something about MK's flailing robotic arms.

Asriel: Uh… ok? What for?

Lydia: I don't want MK hitting you with his robot arms. *answered Lydia, summoning a pair of magic arms made up entirely of magical energy (cyan in color) to hold MK's robot arms above his head; or, in this case, under his head since he’s upside down; and expose his sensitive armpits* Not that he'd do it on purpose or anything. He just loses all sense of control while he’s being tickled.

Asriel: Haha! That he does! *Asriel agreed* Hahahaha! Thank you!

Lydia: Heeheeheeheehee! You’re welcome! Heeheeheeheehee! Now go get him!

And so he did! When given the ok to do so, Asriel wiggled every single one of his fingers against MK’s exposed stomach and sides, especially the area around his bellybutton! What followed of course was more frantic laughter from MK. Much more frantic laughter! Asriel’s fur tickled him so much and once it was combined with his father’s clawed fingers, his laughter shot up an entire octave and his stomach quivered like you would not believe! Constantly trying to pull away from the each set of skillful fingers but to no avail! And it certainly didn’t help that his mother was preventing him from being such a wiggle worm either! The more limited the movement, the more intense the tickle torture is as a whole! Especially with furry fingers wreaking havoc on his exposed scaly belly and sides; and clawed fingers wreaking havoc on his bare scaly feet!

MK: EEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEGAAAAAAAAAAAAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHHAHAHA HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAAHAHAHAHAHHAHAHAHA HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!!! OHOHHHOHOHOHOHOHOHOHOHOH MY GOHOHOHOHOHOHOSH, YOU GUYS!!!! HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHHAAHHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA AHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHHAHAHAHAAHAHAHAHHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!!! OHOHOHOHOOHOHOHOH MY GOHOHOHOHOHOHOHOHOHOSH!!!! *SQUEAK* EEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEP!!!! EEEEEEEEHEEHEEHEEHEEHEEHEEHEEHEEHEEHEEHEEHEEHEEHEEHEEHEEHEE HEEHEEHEHEEHEEHEEHEEHEEHEEHEEEHEEHEEHEEEHEEHEEHEEHEEHEE!!!! STOHOHOHOHOHOP BEFORE I GET LIGHT-HEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEADED!!!! *SQUEAK* EEEEEEEEEEEEEEGAAAAAAAAHAHAHAHHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA AHAHHAHAHAHAAHAHAHAHAHAHAAHAHAHAHAHHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!!!

Rocco: Haha! Don’t worry, champ! We’ll let you go very shortly. *assured Rocco, moments before blowing two raspberries on the balls of MK’s feet* Right after some foot raspberries! Pbfffffffffffffffffffffffffff!!! Pbffffffffffffffffffffffffff!!!

Asriel: Heeheehee! And nuzzles! *Asriel chimed in, nuzzling MK’s belly for a few seconds*

MK: AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA HAHHAHAHAHAHAHAAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHHAHAAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!!! OHOHOHOHOH GOHOHOHOHOD, NOHOHOHOHOHOHOT FOOHOOHOOHOOT RASPBERRIES!!!! *pleaded MK through his now more explosive laughter* HAHAHAHHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!!! THEY’RE MY WEEHEEHEEHEEHEEHEEAKNESS!!!! *he inadvertently added, causing Asriel to take a mental note of how effective foot raspberries are against him* AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHAHAHAHAHAAHHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!!!

Whenever Rocco tickles MK while holding him upside down, he tends not to do so for any extended periods of time. Rocco may be a jokester but he’s also very considerate towards others (especially those closest to him) and would never do anything to harm anyone and/or make anyone feel uncomfortable. Not intentionally, anyway. But none of that mattered in the end because the tickle torture came to an abrupt stop the moment everyone in the kitchen heard the sounds of cooing and babbling on a baby monitor.

???: *cooing and babbling*

Lydia: *excited gasp* REX! He’s awake!

Rocco: Hehe. Well he sure got some good rest! I put him down for a nap about 3 hours ago!

Rex: *more babbling and cooing*

Lydia: Oh, he sounds like he's about to start playing. MK, Azzy; you boys should go upstairs and play with him. He'd really love that, you know. Heeheeheehee!

MK: Heeheeheehee! We do! Heeheeheehee! Consider it done!

Asriel: Heeheeheehee! Yeah! Plus, it'll be nice to hold him without Frisk trying to steal him from us.

MK: Hehe. You got that right! She's so baby-crazy!

Lydia: Heeheehee! She is! *agreed Lydia with a giggle* But can you really blame her though? Rex is just too cute for words! Like you boys! Heeheehee!

Asriel and MK: Hehe. Y-yeah. *the two young boys agreed, both of them blushing at Lydia’s comment* Heeheeheehee.

Lydia: Heeheeheehee! Well, go on now. Don't keep him waiting.

MK: Right! ...Heeheehee. Race to the top, Az! *shouted MK as he took off running* Heeheeheeheehee!

Asriel: H-hey! No fair! You got a head start, you cheater! *Asriel chimed in, following behind*

MK: Heeheeheehee! Too bad! Heeheeheheheehee! OOOOOOF!

While running towards the stairs, MK tripped and fell face first on the floor. So clumsy!

Asriel: Oh, dude, are you ok?!?! *asked Asriel all concerned*

MK: Hehe. Y-yeah. I'm ok. *assured MK, immediately bringing himself back up on his feet and in a standing position* Uh, on second thought, l-let's walk upstairs instead, o-ok, dude?

Asriel: Sure. Good idea.

And with that, the young monster boys made their way upstairs to Rex's room. Since Asriel doesn't have any siblings under the age of 3, he is especially excited to see Rex, who, unlike MK, has real arms rather than robotic ones and two rows of spikes on his head rather than just one. Rex is a fun little boy and for a 15-month-old, he's quite talented; capable of performing various tasks that many children his age are incapable of performing; and he does all of them with not just his arms but also his mouth, feet, and tail. Yes, despite the fact that Rex was fortunate enough to hatch with a pair of arms like his father, he makes very frequent usage of his mouth, feet, and tail just like his mother and siblings often do. Though especially his tail, which is unusually long for a lizard monster his age and size. But despite its long length though, he rarely trips over it; and if he's feeling real energetic, which he does a lot of the time, he can stand on it and even hang upside down by it. ;)

MK: Rex. Oh, Rex. Your big bro is back from school. *said MK in a singsongy voice, slowly opening Rex's bedroom door to greet the young toddler himself*

Asriel: And Azzy too! *Asriel chimed in, following MK* Heeheeheehee!

As MK and Asriel entered Rex's room, they saw Rex, who's currently wearing a red sweater and long black pants, sitting on the floor stacking up wooden blocks with letters, numbers, shapes, and symbols on them. Rex loves playing with wooden blocks and one of his favorite things he likes doing with them is stacking them up as high as he can reach and then knocking them over with one or more of his favorite toy weapons and/or his own tail. It’s such a good time! ;) And it’s even more of a good time if he has someone there with him; to watch him knock donwn his tower(s) of blocks and/or lend a hand (or tail) in the "destruction." ;P

Rex: Ah... EEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE! Bababababa! Heeheeheehee! *Rex squealed, babbled, and giggled excitedly the moment he heard his big brother's voice, completely stopping what he was doing to greet him (and Asriel too) X3* Ooooooooooooooooooooooo… *he cooed, wagging his tail happily to express his excitement even more*

Asriel: Awwwww! Hey, little guy. It’s so nice to see you; tank top or no tank top. Wait, how come you're not wearing a tank top today, buddy?

MK: Hehe. Same reason Dad's wearing one of his 3-button shirts and jeans. He wanted to look nice for our guest. *MK answered for Rex, scooping Rex up into his robotic arms* Heeheeheeheehee! *he giggled, teasingly poking Asriel's belly a few times with his tail not even one second later*

Asriel: PFFFFF… BWAHAHAHAHAHAHHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!! *Asriel laughed preciously in response, seconds before grabbing MK's tail and simply moving it away from his stomach rather than tickling MK back* HEHEHEHEY!! HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!! DUHUHUHUHUHUDE!! HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!

MK: Heeheehee. Well, that and we lowered the temperature a little so you wouldn't be uncomfortable.

Asriel: Heeheeheeheeheeheehee… Aw, dude; you, heeheeheeheeheehee, you didn't have to do that. *said Asriel in response, speaking in short bursts of giggling due to lingering ticklish sensations*

MK: Hehe. Dude, we used to live in Snowdin for goodness sake! We'll be fine. *assured MK*

Asriel: Are you sure?

MK: Oh my gosh, yes! But just to be extra sure, let's ask Rex. Rex…

Rex: Ababa. *babbled Rex in response, looking at MK as he set him back down on the floor*

MK: You ok with it being a little colder in here, bud?

Rex: YEEEEEEEEEEEEEE! *squealed Rex happily, clapping his hands and feet while standing on his long tail* Heeheeheeheeheehee!

MK: Hehe. Well, I'll take that as a yes. *said MK in response, gently grabbing Rex's legs to play with them a little as he continued standing on his tail* Heeheeheehee. Man, you're full of energy today!

Asriel: Hehe. Well, he did just wake up from a 3-hour nap. *Asriel pointed out*

MK: Hehe. True. Heeheeheehee. So, what do you want to do first, Rex?

Rex: Blaaaaaaaaaaaaabububububu. *said Rex in response, pointing at the wooden blocks he was playing with before MK and Asriel showed up* Gugagutaga… Abeebababaaa. *blows raspberry*

Asriel and MK: Heeheeheeheeheehee. *the two older boys giggled in response*

MK: Heeheehee. Well, alrighty then! But, uh, can Az and I get some fist bumps and high fives from you first?

Rex: YEEEEEEEEEEEEE! *squealed Rex happily in response as MK let go of his legs* Heeheeheeheehee.

Thanks to Rocco, Rex knows how to do high fives and thanks to MK's friend and classmate, Brad (Bravery), Rex knows how to do fist bumps. MK would've taught him how to do both of those things but he didn't have his robot arms at the time; or any type of arms for the matter. But now that MK has robot arms, he has been asking Rex to give him fist bumps and high fives practically every day for the past three months; and the way Rex does so is absolutely adorable and so is the way MK interacts with him while he does them. First, MK holds out his fist for Rex to give him a fist bump and every time Rex gives him one, MK pulls back his fist and jokingly pretends that Rex hurts him, causing Rex, who can always tell that MK’s just kidding around whenever he does that, to giggle in response. Then after that, MK holds up both of his robotic hands for Rex to give him some high fives; double high fives to be exact and Rex always does 3 sets of them. The first set of double high fives is traditional; Rex slaps MK's robotic hands with his own hands. But the second and third sets of double high fives however; those ones are rather unique. Rather than standing up straight on his feet, Rex stands on his tail and slaps MK's hands; first with his own two hands and then with his own two feet. X3

MK: Yay! Feet five! Good job, baby bro! Give Az a fist bump and fives and then we can start playing, ok?

Rex: Okeeeeeeeeeeegagagagagaga! *blows raspberry* Heeheeheeheehee!

Moments later… after Asriel received a fist bump and high fives from Rex…

Asriel: Yay! Way to stand on that tail, little guy!

Rex: Heeheeheeheeheeheeheehee! *giggled Rex in response, positioning himself back on his feet* Meeyataboobu! Babababababa! *he babbled, running over to his toy box to grab some toys*

Toy box: Playtime! It's playtime! Yaaaaaaaaaaaay! Have fun, Rex! *said the toy box in a singsongy voice that sounded like Alphys's voice; because it was Alphys’s voice X3*

Rex: Heeheeheeheeheeheehee!

MK: Hehe. Gotta love Alphys.

Rex is very protective of 4 particular toys of his and to help him protect those 4 toys, Alphys built him a special toy box a few months ago. Only Rex can open the box and he does so by inserting the tip of his long tail inside a small hole that scans his tail. It's a neat little contraption and very toddler-friendly too; always speaking in Alphys's voice to bring a smile to Rex's cute little face. X3 Rex loves Alphys very much and the fact that he's the only one that can open the box she made for him makes him feel pretty dang special too! X33

Asriel: Oh! Is he getting what I think he's getting?

Inside Rex's box are 4 toy weapons; one hammer, one axe, one sword, and one very, very, very special toy weapon that Papyrus made for him for his very first birthday last February. The weapon Papyrus made for him is his favorite toy weapon and whenever it’s not in use, it’s concealed in a red protective toy scabbard. Overall, Rex loves playing with toy weapons. Whether he's using them to knock down wooden block towers or playfully hitting someone with them, he always enjoys himself and never gets tired of playing with them. And while the toy weapon Papyrus made him is his favorite weapon, he enjoys playing with his hammer, axe, and sword just as much. One thing he likes to do is triple-wield. One weapon with his left hand, one weapon with right hand, and one weapon with his tail! :D

Rex: Eeeeegah! Amaboo! Adeedada! *Rex babbled excitedly, simply just for holding a toy hammer in his right hand, a toy axe in his left hand, and a toy sword with his long tail* Heeheeheeheehee!

Asriel: Haha! Yes! But, you, uh, y-you don't have any block towers to destroy though; not any finished ones. So, what are you planning to do with those, little guy?

Rex: Eeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee! Rararararara…!

All of a sudden, Rex charged towards MK, who was sitting on the floor in a cross-legged position, and went to town attacking him with his toy weapons, starting with his tail.

MK: Eeeep! Rex! Oof! Hey! Oof! W-why are you attacking me?! Oof! You’re… Oof! You’re supposed to be attacking Az, remember? Oof!

He does remember. Rex is just messing with MK right now, that's all. Like Rocco, Rex loves teasing MK and one notable way he does so, besides attacking him with his soft toy weapons, is throwing toys at him. Yes, to tease MK, Rex throws toys at him; soft toys like his stuffed animals to be exact and ones that don't physically harm MK in any way. Oh, but if Rex is mad at MK however, then he'll throw hard toys at him; hard toys like his wooden blocks! And those hurt! And since Rex is a little toddler, there isn't much MK can do other than say to him, "No, Rex! Don't throw toys at MK!" MK's a good sport about it though and fortunately for MK, Rex doesn't get mad at him all that much. :)

Asriel: Haha! No, don't attack me, Rex! Keep attacking MK! He deserves it!

Rocco: Hahaha! That he does, young man. *said Rocco with a chuckle as he entered the bedroom to check on the boys, startling Asriel a little due to his all of a sudden appearance* Hahaha!

Asriel: O-Oh, h-hey, Rocco. *said Asriel awkwardly after being startled by Rocco's all of a sudden appearance*

Rocco: Haha! Yo! Dinner will be a while so I thought I'd check in on you boys; to see how you're doing.

Asriel: Great! We're doing great! Haha! Right, MK? Right, Rex?

Rex: *babbles in agreement*

MK: Haha! Yeah! Haha! Oof! Rex! Oof! Ok, come on, bud; joke's over! Oof! Go attack Az now, please! Oof!

Rex: Raaaaaaaaaaaaa! Gagagagagagagaga! *babbled Rex in response, completely ignoring MK's request* Heeheeheeheehee!

Despite being told to playfully attack Asriel with his toy weapons, Rex continued attacking MK with them instead; to tease him some more. XD

MK: Come on! Please? Oof! Please, Rex? Oof!

Rex: *keeps attacking MK* Gagagagagaga...

Rocco: Hahahahaha! Good job, Rex! It's fun picking on your brother, isn't it?

Rex: *babbles in agreement*

Rocco: Haha! Yes! And here's someone else that thinks so too! *stated Rocco, pulling out Darius, Rex's favorite stuffed toy*

Darius is a cartoonish-looking stuffed toy; a hybrid creature; part dragon, part cat. He's Rex's favorite stuffed creature and he has a red dragon tail with spikes, red dragon wings, red three-toed feet with white toe claws, red dragon arms, red hands with clawed fingers, dragon spikes and black cat ears on his head, a dragon snout with whiskers, green eyes, and black fur on the non-scaly areas of his body. In addition, he can be controlled like a puppet, a feature that Rocco often takes advantage of when putting Rex down for a nap, putting Rex to bed, calming Rex down whenever he's upset, cheering Rex up whenever he's sad, or just playing with Rex in general. And the voice Rocco does for Darius; very baby-friendly! :D It's a high-pitched squeaky voice (similar to Elmo from Sesame Street); way different than his normal speaking voice; and with it, he puts a smile on Rex's face just about every time. X3

Rocco as Darius: Meeeeeeeee! Hahahaha! Yay, Rex! Haha! "Destroy" your big "smelly" brother! "Destroy" him! Hahahaha!

MK: Big “smelly” brother? Oof! Dad, are you serious?! *asked MK in a response while rolling his eyes at Rocco; in a slightly irritated way* Oof!

Rocco: What? I didn’t say anything! *lied Rocco, acting all innocent*

Rocco as Darius: But I did! Hahahahaha! Holy moly, young man! When was the last time you showered or took a bath?! P.U.! Hahahahaha!

MK: Grrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrr…

Then suddenly,

MK: GUH! BWAHAHAHAHAAHAHAHAHAHAHAHHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHHAHAHAHAHAA!!! *MK laughed hysterically all of sudden, furry fingers overflowing his scaly soles with mega ticklish sensations* AZ, NOHOHOHOHOHOHOHO!!! *SQUEAK* HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!! OH GOHOHOHOHOHOD, STOHOHOHOHOHOHOP!!! *he pleaded, squirming up a storm, which prompted Rex to move away from him, and wiggling and splaying his toes with every passing second as he tried to pull his feet out of a predicament that was practically impossible to break out of in his current state* HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!! EEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEP!!! GAHAHAHAHAHAHHAHAHAHAHA!!!

MK is being a bit grouchy at the moment. So, to get him smiling and laughing, Asriel has decided to tickle his feet; and to ensure that MK won't kick his legs, swing his tail, or escape at all during the tickle torture; Asriel kneeled over MK's calves with his back facing towards MK, trapping the young lizard boy’s legs and tail underneath his own legs.

Rex: Heeheeheeheeheehee! Gaaaabagoogaaaaa! *Rex giggled and babbled excitedly while watching Asriel tickle his brother's feet*

Asriel: Hahaha! No can do, dude! You're being too grouchy! Hahaha!

MK: HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!! I'M NOHOHOHOT GROHOHOHOUCHY!!! HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!! I'M JUST A LITTLE, HAHAHAHAHAHAHA, ANNOYED THAT EHEHEHEHEHEHEHEVERYONE'S PICKING ON MEEHEEHEEHEE, HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA, WHEN THEY'RE SUPPOSED TO BEEHEEHEEHEEHEEHEEHEE PICKING ON YOOHOOHOOU!!! HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!!! OR BOHOHOHOHOHOHOTH OF US!!! *SQUEAK* EEEHEEHEEHEEHEEEHEEHEEHEEEHEHEEHEEHEEHEE!!! OH GOD, MY POOHOOHOOHOOR FEEHEEHEEHEET!!! *SQUEAK* EEEHEEHEEHEEHEEHEEHEEHEEHEEHEEHEE!!!

Rocco: Hahahahaha! Oh, don't worry, champ! We'll pick on Azzy soon enough! I promise!

Rocco as Darius: No we won't! Not if I have anything to say about it! Hahahahahaha! Coochie coochie coo, “smelly” boy! Hahahahahaha!

To add to the tickle torture and to tease MK some more, Rocco lifted up MK's shirt and used Darius to tickle MK's belly; using his right hand to control the toy’s mouth to nibble on MK’s stomach and pretend that he was eating it. Then, as a precaution, Rocco wrapped his long tail around both MK’s robotic wrists; in order to prevent MK from trying to tickle him back with his robotic hands.

MK: GAAAAAHAHAHHAHAHAHAHAHAAHAHAHAHHAHAHAHAHAHAHAAHAHAHA!!! *MK laughed even more hysterically in response, his stomach quivering as new ticklish sensations overflowed his upper body* DAHAHAHAHAD, NOHOHOHO!!! HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!! DAHAHAHAHAHAD!!! *SQUEAK* HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHHAHAHAHAHAHHAHAHHAHAHAHAHHAHAHAHAHA!!!

Rex: Heeheeheeheeeheeheehee! *Rex giggled while watching his dad and Asriel tickle MK together*

Rocco: Hey, Rex; come on over here, buddy!

Rocco as Darius: Haha! Yeah, you can help us if you want! There's always plenty of room for my most favorite friend!

Rex: Heeheeheeheeheehee! *giggled Rex once again, hugging his own long tail excitedly while at the same time ignoring his father's request*

Rocco: Or you can just sit there and keep watching us! That's fine! You do whatever makes you happy, buddy! *said Rocco in a very friendly manner* Hahaha!

And he is too! Just watching others being tickled is enough to put a smile on Rex's face. :D

MK: BWAAHAAHAHHAHAHAHAHAHHAHAAHAHAHHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHHAHAHAHAHAHAHA HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHHAAHAHAHAHAHA!!!

The tickle torture continued for at least 90 seconds but then came to an abrupt stop once Asriel told Rocco that he wanted to try blowing some raspberries on MK's feet.

Rocco: Oooooooh, great idea! I'll hold his legs for you!

Seconds later, Rocco, while keeping his long tail wrapped around MK's wrists, set Darius aside and grabbed both of MK's legs and held them up in a position where Asriel could easily and comfortably blow some raspberries on his feet. In addition, Rocco placed his own two feet on MK's tail; not hard enough to crush it but hard enough to prevent MK from using it to retaliate against Rocco and Asriel.

MK: Eeeeeeeeep! Dad, get your big smelly feet off my tail! *pleaded MK, struggling to get his tail out from underneath his father's large 3-toed feet, which don't actually smell bad at all*

Rocco: Hahahaha! Why? So you can use it to try and escape from this? Hahahahaha! No can do, champ! I know your tricks! *said Rocco in response, smiling cheekily at his older son while wiggling his six toes* Hahahaha! Azzy, do your worst! *he then said to Asriel, giving him the ok to blow some raspberries on MK's feet* Hahahaha!

Asriel: Hahaha! Yes, sir!

MK: Eeeeeep! No, Az! Don't listen to him! Don't…

Asriel: Pbfffffffffffffffffffffffff…!!!

Asriel has just blown a raspberry on MK's right heel.

MK: EEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEP!!! HAHAHAHAHAHHAHAHAHAHAHAHHAHAHAHAHAHAAHAAAAHAHHAHA!!! *laughed MK hysterically in response; even more now with Asriel blowing raspberries on his feet* NOHOHOHOHOHOHOHOHOHO!!!! HAHAHAHAHHAHAHAHAAHHAHAHAHAHHAAHAAHAHAHHA!!! OH MY GOD, HAHHAHAAHAHAAHAHA, YOUR FUZZY FACE MAKES IT WOHOHOHOHOHORSE!!! *SQUEAK* HEEHEEHEEHEEHEEEHEEHEEHEEHEEHEEHEEHEEHEEHEE!!! SOHOHOHOHO MUCH WOHOHOHOHORSE!!! HAHAHAHAAHAHAHAAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAAHAHAHAHAHA!!!

Once again, Asriel's tickly fur is being put to good use! :D Foot raspberries alone are enough to send MK into ticklish fits of hysterical laughter but with Asriel's fur thrown into the mix; it's a whole new level of ticklishness! MK was laughing, squealing, squeaking, and everything in between and Asriel's fur combined with raspberries tickled his scaly feet so much that tears began streaming out of his eyes; and once Rocco told Asriel to blow raspberries on the balls of his feet right underneath his toes, it was all over for poor MK!

Asriel: Pbffffffffffffffffffff! Pbfffffffffffffffffff!

MK: EEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEP!!!! GAHAHAAHHAHAHAHAHHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAAHAAHHAHAHAHA HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHHAHAAHAHAHA!!!! OH GOHOHOHOHOHHOHOSH!!!! HAHAHHAHAHAHAHHAHAHAHAHAHAHHAHAHAHAHAHAHHAHAHHAHAAHAHA!!!! OH GOSH, NOHOHOOHOHOHOT THEHEHEEHEHERE!!!! HAHAHAHHAHAHAHAHHAHAHAHAHAHAHAAHAHAHHAHAHAHAHA!!!! NOHOHOHHOHOOHOHOHOHOT THEHEHEHEHEHEHHERE!!!! *MK pleaded through his laughter, squirming and thrashing in Rocco's clutches while desperately trying to pull his feet away from Asriel's mouth* EEEEEEEEEEEEEEEP!!!! *SQUEAK* EEEEEHEEHEEEHEEHEEHEEHEEHEEHEEHEEHEEHEEHEEHEEHEEHEEHEHEEHEEHEEHEEHEE!!!! *SQUEAK* HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!!!

TO BE CONTINUED...

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