I LOVE KNOCKING OUT TEETH

Mafioso stiffened immediately with the hug and let out a huff. “…Did you just hug-? Where the hell are you runnin’ off to?!”

"How did he not notice?" SORROW stopped to turn around still blatantly holding the wallet. "Eh, whatever."

His eyes narrowed when he finally realized. That little- “You little brat, get back here,” he demanded, running after them.

"Ah shit-" SORROW immediately starts running again, pocketing the cash. "Nothing personal!" They called out to behind them, taking a sharp turn.

“Oh it’s feelin’ personal all right.” He was just behind them and soon enough reached out to yank them back by the collar. “Always tryin’ to make things worse for yourself for a little entertainment.”

"ACK-" SORROW yelped as they were yanked back, immediately the confidence melted. "Wait-! wait-wait-wait-wait- listen!" He knew it wouldn't work but his mouth was faster than his brain half the time.

He held them in the air for a bit, using his other hand to make quick work of getting the wallet back. When he extracted all of its contents, he placed them down so that they were facing him. With barely-concealed anger, he gripped their shoulder tightly. “SORROW. Now where did you think that was gonna get you?”

They mumbled under their breath, ahoge dropping forward a bit before it reset itself with that usual false bravado. "What? Learn to take a joke, I mean you know me s'not like I don't make enough for myself." Deflecting again, typical.

He pinched the bridge of his nose with a gloved hand and exhaled loudly. “Always testin’ my patience, aren’t you.” Ignoring the bland excuse, he tilted his head. “You know, killin’ you over and over has gotten pretty old, fast. So I thought to myself, what out’ I do? You know what that might be?”

His grip tightened, noticing. “Since you’re always gigglin’ to yourself, how about I help you out and tickle you an inch from death? Wouldn’t that be fun?”

For every step they took back, he took one forward. “You like that? Good, but it wasn’t like I was going to give you much of a choice in the matter.” He managed to rip one hand free to pinch at their side.

“Oh? What’s this? Someone ticklish here?” His usual shark-like grin returned, doing it again, and again. “Didn’t seem too sorry earlier. And I’ll follow your example by not bein’ sorry for this!” With that he went to full on squeezes and scribbles.

“Never be ticklish, that what you were tryin’ to say? Lyin’ to me again… I need to punish you for that.” He grinned and went for their stomach instead.

"W-waHAHAIT!" SORROW absolutely shrieked the second the switch was made, throwing their head back and sliding down the wall. "NOHOT THE- OH MY GOHOHOD!"

He grinned at how effective it was and squatted down to continue his work. “What, don’t tell me that ‘tickle’ makes you all flustered now.”

"SHUHUT UHUP!" SORROW snapped back, pressing up against the wall and curling up to try and block out some of the sensation.

With a chuckle he leaned a little closer. “Oh it does, doesn’t it? Tickle, tickle, tickle, Sorrow~” Despite their best effort, it had little to no effect as he kept scribbling away.

SORROW immediately buried their face in their hands, cheeks flushed pink. "NAHAHO!" They shrieked, shoving frantically at his chest. "STOHOP IT- STOP IT- STOHOHOP IHIHIT!"

“Beggin’ already? Seems like I should’ve done this earlier.” Ignoring the hands, he continued, “Aww, look at how pink you are~”

SORROW shook their head wildly, starting to kick without any rhyme or reason. "OKAHAHAY OKAY!" They gasped, desperately hoping to get themselves out of this. "I'M SOHOHORRY! SO SOHORRY JUST PLEHEHASE!"

“Just like that, huh? I might’ve just found the best way to put an end to your shenanigans. Remind me to tickle the snot out of you any time you do somethin’ wrong~” His fingers shot up to their underarms, “But in the meantime, sorry’s not cuttin’ it.”

SORROW hugged themselves trapping Mafioso's hands there in the process. "EhEH- nohoHO!" Yeah, they didn't think that would work but they wanted out of this so bad- "PLEHEhease! C-cohome ohOHON! Anythihing yohOU WAHAHANT JUHuhust stohohop!"

He gave her a look before rolling his eyes, still continuing to wiggle away like no tomorrow. “You and I both know what I’ve been after for ages, Giggles,” he reprimanded with a sigh, “And you still don’t have it for me. Might as well use this as a better incentive, hm?”

"C-cohome ohOHON!" They whined, rolling onto their side and curling up. "I-I cahAHAN'T RIHIHight nohow! The-thehere's-" They cut themselves off, not finishing the sentence. They weren't supposed to tell anyone about that...

His ears perked up a bit and his hands subsequently slowed. “Oh? ‘There’s’? Your not hidin’ anythin’ from me now, are you?” Warning them of what would happen if they didn’t comply, his hands scribbled a few more times.

She shrugs her shoulders, pouting slightly at the lack of reaction. “I dunno, I was just bored-“

“‘Bored,’” he scoffed. Dropping his cigar to the ground, he snubbed it out with his shoe. “Alright, Ms. Bored. Clearly you want somethin’ here.” He leaned down so that he was at eye level. “Spill.”

As soon as the words ‘want something’ left him, internally she was practically screaming in embarrassment. She looks up at him, being shorter. “W-What do you mean-?”

“Oh, I don’t know. Just that I’m Mafioso and people don’t just come to me out of the blue unless they want somethin’. So what could it be that you want?” He tilted his head, and an ear twitched, whether it was out of interest or annoyance wasn’t clear.

She gulps, knowing there wasn’t really a way around his question. Her eyes shift around a bit in random directions. “i-i guess you’re right-…” She starts fidgeting with her fingers, a nervous habit. “the thing that…makes you laugh when touched lightly yknow-?”

The raven-haired man straightened with a laugh. Not what he was expecting in the slightest, but he didn’t really mind. “Are you tellin’ me that you want tickles?” He looked down and crossed his arms with growing amusement, enjoying her squirming.

Her cheeks immediately flushed a bright red as she slowly, shyly nods. She turns her head away in embarrassment as she continues to fidget with her hands.

He let out a huff and gently grabbed her by the shoulders to close the distance before squishing at her stomach. It may not seem like it but he found it rather endearing; reminded him of his boys. Besides, there was no one around to keep up the tough-guy persona for.

A soft noise of surprise leaves her as he pulls her closer, her initial surprise quickly turning into soft giggles as she writhes a little from the squish. “pfF- ghk-! m-mAhhafihiosoHo-!” Her hands go to her face, covering it from being shy.

He rolled his eyes. “I’m right here. Whatcha sayin’ my name for?” Rather than switching spots right away, he continued to squish and squeeze away.

“i-iihihi- snrk- doHohOnt knOohoOhow-?” She peeks through her fingers for a moment before putting them back.

He shook his head at her antics and changed his methods, scribbling instead. “Shy now, are we?”

“ehEeEH WAHAIT WAHAHAAIT-“ She squeals at the change in technique as a few squeaks slip through her laughter. “THAHAHTS MEHAHHAAN-“

“Thereee we go. Much better.” He couldn’t help but chuckle at the sudden change to squeaking. “Mean? I’ve barely even started!”

“STIHIHILL MEHAHAHAN-“ Her cheeks flushed a hue of bright red, her stomach starting to arch inward as a halfhearted attempt to escape his fingers.

“Think you can escape now, Pipsqueak? Not happenin’.” Getting an idea out of the blue, he acted on it by wiggling a finger in her bellybutton.

“AHACK-!! MAHAFIHIIOSOHOOO NOHOHOOT- SNRK- THEHEHEEHERE-“ She practically shrieked, her legs starting to give as she desperately tried to push his finger away.

“Oh I’ll stay here alright. Don’t need to worry about that one.” His grin grew as that one finger became two that vibrated into the area.

A small scream of laughter elicits from her throat at the technique, she’d describe it as if she was dying. “NYAHAH OH FUHUHUCK- NONONONOHOHOOO PLEHAHAAHAHASE-“

“Please tickle you here more?” he finished for her, “If you insist!” He circled the spot a few times before going back in.

“IHIIIHI DIHIHIDNT SAHAHAHY THAHHAAT-!!” She immediately retorts back to his statement. “MEHAHAHAN- MEHAHAN IHIHI SAHAHAY-“

“Oh you love this. Just can’t admit it put loud, can you?” His fingers went from circling to gently scratching in random bursts.

"Q-QUHUHUE CAHHARAHAJOHO-" She swears in response to his accusation, trying to fight back with little pokes to his ribs.

The grin on his face grew, but not because of the poking. “Bad move my little ticklee~” One hand went back to pinching at her stomach while the other stayed in her giggle button.

"AAHEHEHHH MAHAHAFIHIOSOHO PLEHEHAHAAASE-" Her cheeks burned a bright red hue, trying to gain some leverage by poking at his underarms instead.

“Pleadin’ and then you go right back to tryin’ to get me back?” He tsked. “One bad plan after another with you. How unfortunate, you’re just diggin’ a deeper hole for yourself.” An ear twitched with great amusement. He doubted that she could figure it out anyways. Absentmindedly, he traced small bunnies into her stomach.

"ghHk- mAhHahafihi ihihi sWheHhaR-" Seeing his ear twitch for that brief moment gave her an idea. She reaches her hand towards his ear, standing on her tippy toes just to try to reach it. Her hand grazes one of them.

Caught off guard, he couldn’t help but shudder away a bit, grin faltering. His eyes widened a bit before they narrowed. “You know,” a hand grabbed her by the wrists and put them above her head, “that’s really startin’ to get on my nerves.” Rather than doing anything else right away, he stared her down to try and reassert his dominance and… prevent that from happening again.

Mafioso stiffened immediately with the hug and let out a huff. “…Did you just hug-? Where the hell are you runnin’ off to?!”

"How did he not notice?" SORROW stopped to turn around still blatantly holding the wallet. "Eh, whatever."

His eyes narrowed when he finally realized. That little- “You little brat, get back here,” he demanded, running after them.

"Ah shit-" SORROW immediately starts running again, pocketing the cash. "Nothing personal!" They called out to behind them, taking a sharp turn.

“Oh it’s feelin’ personal all right.” He was just behind them and soon enough reached out to yank them back by the collar. “Always tryin’ to make things worse for yourself for a little entertainment.”

"ACK-" SORROW yelped as they were yanked back, immediately the confidence melted. "Wait-! wait-wait-wait-wait- listen!" He knew it wouldn't work but his mouth was faster than his brain half the time.

He held them in the air for a bit, using his other hand to make quick work of getting the wallet back. When he extracted all of its contents, he placed them down so that they were facing him. With barely-concealed anger, he gripped their shoulder tightly. “SORROW. Now where did you think that was gonna get you?”

They mumbled under their breath, ahoge dropping forward a bit before it reset itself with that usual false bravado. "What? Learn to take a joke, I mean you know me s'not like I don't make enough for myself." Deflecting again, typical.

He pinched the bridge of his nose with a gloved hand and exhaled loudly. “Always testin’ my patience, aren’t you.” Ignoring the bland excuse, he tilted his head. “You know, killin’ you over and over has gotten pretty old, fast. So I thought to myself, what out’ I do? You know what that might be?”

His grip tightened, noticing. “Since you’re always gigglin’ to yourself, how about I help you out and tickle you an inch from death? Wouldn’t that be fun?”

For every step they took back, he took one forward. “You like that? Good, but it wasn’t like I was going to give you much of a choice in the matter.” He managed to rip one hand free to pinch at their side.

“Oh? What’s this? Someone ticklish here?” His usual shark-like grin returned, doing it again, and again. “Didn’t seem too sorry earlier. And I’ll follow your example by not bein’ sorry for this!” With that he went to full on squeezes and scribbles.

“Never be ticklish, that what you were tryin’ to say? Lyin’ to me again… I need to punish you for that.” He grinned and went for their stomach instead.

"W-waHAHAIT!" SORROW absolutely shrieked the second the switch was made, throwing their head back and sliding down the wall. "NOHOT THE- OH MY GOHOHOD!"

He grinned at how effective it was and squatted down to continue his work. “What, don’t tell me that ‘tickle’ makes you all flustered now.”

"SHUHUT UHUP!" SORROW snapped back, pressing up against the wall and curling up to try and block out some of the sensation.

With a chuckle he leaned a little closer. “Oh it does, doesn’t it? Tickle, tickle, tickle, Sorrow~” Despite their best effort, it had little to no effect as he kept scribbling away.

SORROW immediately buried their face in their hands, cheeks flushed pink. "NAHAHO!" They shrieked, shoving frantically at his chest. "STOHOP IT- STOP IT- STOHOHOP IHIHIT!"

“Beggin’ already? Seems like I should’ve done this earlier.” Ignoring the hands, he continued, “Aww, look at how pink you are~”

SORROW shook their head wildly, starting to kick without any rhyme or reason. "OKAHAHAY OKAY!" They gasped, desperately hoping to get themselves out of this. "I'M SOHOHORRY! SO SOHORRY JUST PLEHEHASE!"

“Just like that, huh? I might’ve just found the best way to put an end to your shenanigans. Remind me to tickle the snot out of you any time you do somethin’ wrong~” His fingers shot up to their underarms, “But in the meantime, sorry’s not cuttin’ it.”

SORROW hugged themselves trapping Mafioso's hands there in the process. "EhEH- nohoHO!" Yeah, they didn't think that would work but they wanted out of this so bad- "PLEHEhease! C-cohome ohOHON! Anythihing yohOU WAHAHANT JUHuhust stohohop!"

He gave her a look before rolling his eyes, still continuing to wiggle away like no tomorrow. “You and I both know what I’ve been after for ages, Giggles,” he reprimanded with a sigh, “And you still don’t have it for me. Might as well use this as a better incentive, hm?”

She shrugs her shoulders, pouting slightly at the lack of reaction. “I dunno, I was just bored-“

“‘Bored,’” he scoffed. Dropping his cigar to the ground, he snubbed it out with his shoe. “Alright, Ms. Bored. Clearly you want somethin’ here.” He leaned down so that he was at eye level. “Spill.”

As soon as the words ‘want something’ left him, internally she was practically screaming in embarrassment. She looks up at him, being shorter. “W-What do you mean-?”

“Oh, I don’t know. Just that I’m Mafioso and people don’t just come to me out of the blue unless they want somethin’. So what could it be that you want?” He tilted his head, and an ear twitched, whether it was out of interest or annoyance wasn’t clear.

She gulps, knowing there wasn’t really a way around his question. Her eyes shift around a bit in random directions. “i-i guess you’re right-…” She starts fidgeting with her fingers, a nervous habit. “the thing that…makes you laugh when touched lightly yknow-?”

The raven-haired man straightened with a laugh. Not what he was expecting in the slightest, but he didn’t really mind. “Are you tellin’ me that you want tickles?” He looked down and crossed his arms with growing amusement, enjoying her squirming.

Her cheeks immediately flushed a bright red as she slowly, shyly nods. She turns her head away in embarrassment as she continues to fidget with her hands.

He let out a huff and gently grabbed her by the shoulders to close the distance before squishing at her stomach. It may not seem like it but he found it rather endearing; reminded him of his boys. Besides, there was no one around to keep up the tough-guy persona for.

A soft noise of surprise leaves her as he pulls her closer, her initial surprise quickly turning into soft giggles as she writhes a little from the squish. “pfF- ghk-! m-mAhhafihiosoHo-!” Her hands go to her face, covering it from being shy.

He rolled his eyes. “I’m right here. Whatcha sayin’ my name for?” Rather than switching spots right away, he continued to squish and squeeze away.

“i-iihihi- snrk- doHohOnt knOohoOhow-?” She peeks through her fingers for a moment before putting them back.

He shook his head at her antics and changed his methods, scribbling instead. “Shy now, are we?”

“ehEeEH WAHAIT WAHAHAAIT-“ She squeals at the change in technique as a few squeaks slip through her laughter. “THAHAHTS MEHAHHAAN-“

“Thereee we go. Much better.” He couldn’t help but chuckle at the sudden change to squeaking. “Mean? I’ve barely even started!”

“STIHIHILL MEHAHAHAN-“ Her cheeks flushed a hue of bright red, her stomach starting to arch inward as a halfhearted attempt to escape his fingers.

“Think you can escape now, Pipsqueak? Not happenin’.” Getting an idea out of the blue, he acted on it by wiggling a finger in her bellybutton.

“AHACK-!! MAHAFIHIIOSOHOOO NOHOHOOT- SNRK- THEHEHEEHERE-“ She practically shrieked, her legs starting to give as she desperately tried to push his finger away.

“Oh I’ll stay here alright. Don’t need to worry about that one.” His grin grew as that one finger became two that vibrated into the area.

A small scream of laughter elicits from her throat at the technique, she’d describe it as if she was dying. “NYAHAH OH FUHUHUCK- NONONONOHOHOOO PLEHAHAAHAHASE-“

“Please tickle you here more?” he finished for her, “If you insist!” He circled the spot a few times before going back in.

“IHIIIHI DIHIHIDNT SAHAHAHY THAHHAAT-!!” She immediately retorts back to his statement. “MEHAHAHAN- MEHAHAN IHIHI SAHAHAY-“

“Oh you love this. Just can’t admit it put loud, can you?” His fingers went from circling to gently scratching in random bursts.

"Q-QUHUHUE CAHHARAHAJOHO-" She swears in response to his accusation, trying to fight back with little pokes to his ribs.

The grin on his face grew, but not because of the poking. “Bad move my little ticklee~” One hand went back to pinching at her stomach while the other stayed in her giggle button.

"AAHEHEHHH MAHAHAFIHIOSOHO PLEHEHAHAAASE-" Her cheeks burned a bright red hue, trying to gain some leverage by poking at his underarms instead.

“Pleadin’ and then you go right back to tryin’ to get me back?” He tsked. “One bad plan after another with you. How unfortunate, you’re just diggin’ a deeper hole for yourself.” An ear twitched with great amusement. He doubted that she could figure it out anyways. Absentmindedly, he traced small bunnies into her stomach.

YOHOU DOHO THOHOUGHHHH IHITS EHEMBARASINGGGG

“I’ll wait.” He gave a shark-like grin.

“Possibly what? I couldn’t quiteee catch that.”

Cough tkls…

“T-K-L-S? I couldn’t tell you what that is.” He crossed his arms over his chest, acting clueless.

A small chuckle. “There we go. Now that wasn’t so hard now was it?” Fulfilling their request, he immediately started tickling at their stomach.

EHEHEEK WHYHY THEHEHERE OHOHF AHAHALL PLAHAHACESSS

“Oh? Someone a bit ticklish here?” He kneaded at the spot.

NOHOHOO IHIHIM NAHAHATTT!

“Could’ve fooled me,” he said dryly. A hand slipped into their bellybutton and wiggled while the other trailed over to their side.

EHEHEHEEEK NAHAHAT THEHEHEREEE

“Oh, I’ll stay here. And you can’t escape this. You’re the one who wanted to be tickled after all,” he huffed, not letting up.

OHOHOK OHOHOK IHIHIM SOHOHOHORRRYYY

“Sorry for what? Bein’ so easy to tickle? Oh you should be. Makes me want to keep goin’.” He switched hands occasionally to give tiny moments of rest.

EHEHEHEHEEK NOHOHOOO

“No for which part? You saying that you aren’t easy to tickle? I mean, I think I’m doing a great job right now rendering you a ticklish mess~” He emphasized his point by going back to scribble at their stomach with one hand.

AHAHALL OHOF THEHEHEMMM

He scoffed at how nonsensical all of it was and chose to tune out whatever else would be said. His hands drifted to their sides and he skittered his fingers there.

OHOHOK OHOHOKKK IHIHI AHAHAMM

His ears perked up a little at that. “Youuu’re what now? C’mon, what did i say about usin’ your words?”

OHOHOK OHOHOK IHIHIM EHEHAHSY TOHO TOHIHICKLEHEEE

He nodded but didn’t stop. “Yeah you are. Tickle, tickle, Giggles~”

EHEHEHEEEK HEHEYY

“Hey,” he repeated back and chuckled. A hand went forward to scribble at their bellybutton a few more times before pulling away.

IHIM RUHUHNNING AHAHAWAYAYYYY

“Runnin’? Oh you’re gonna just be runnin’ back into my hands, Giggler~” he teased by running his hands in the air.

EHEEEEK DOHOHOUBTEHED

“You tellin’ me what I can and can’t do now?” His fingers tapped at their stomach, “Clock’s tickin’. You got five seconds to run before I’m back to ticklin’ you.”

IHIHIM TRYHYIHIHINGGG

“Really? It only looks like you’re squirming around here…” Deciding to give them one last chance, he dragged out the syllables. “Threeee, twwwooooo…”

EHEHEEK

Mafioso let out a laugh, almost disappointed by the lack of a chase. “Oneee… Oh well. Your fates sealed, then. By your own volition. It’s adorable that you want this so badly~” And so, he went back to tickling away at Reggie’s stomach.

She shrugs her shoulders, pouting slightly at the lack of reaction. “I dunno, I was just bored-“

“‘Bored,’” he scoffed. Dropping his cigar to the ground, he snubbed it out with his shoe. “Alright, Ms. Bored. Clearly you want somethin’ here.” He leaned down so that he was at eye level. “Spill.”

As soon as the words ‘want something’ left him, internally she was practically screaming in embarrassment. She looks up at him, being shorter. “W-What do you mean-?”

“Oh, I don’t know. Just that I’m Mafioso and people don’t just come to me out of the blue unless they want somethin’. So what could it be that you want?” He tilted his head, and an ear twitched, whether it was out of interest or annoyance wasn’t clear.

She gulps, knowing there wasn’t really a way around his question. Her eyes shift around a bit in random directions. “i-i guess you’re right-…” She starts fidgeting with her fingers, a nervous habit. “the thing that…makes you laugh when touched lightly yknow-?”

The raven-haired man straightened with a laugh. Not what he was expecting in the slightest, but he didn’t really mind. “Are you tellin’ me that you want tickles?” He looked down and crossed his arms with growing amusement, enjoying her squirming.

Her cheeks immediately flushed a bright red as she slowly, shyly nods. She turns her head away in embarrassment as she continues to fidget with her hands.

He let out a huff and gently grabbed her by the shoulders to close the distance before squishing at her stomach. It may not seem like it but he found it rather endearing; reminded him of his boys. Besides, there was no one around to keep up the tough-guy persona for.

A soft noise of surprise leaves her as he pulls her closer, her initial surprise quickly turning into soft giggles as she writhes a little from the squish. “pfF- ghk-! m-mAhhafihiosoHo-!” Her hands go to her face, covering it from being shy.

He rolled his eyes. “I’m right here. Whatcha sayin’ my name for?” Rather than switching spots right away, he continued to squish and squeeze away.

“i-iihihi- snrk- doHohOnt knOohoOhow-?” She peeks through her fingers for a moment before putting them back.

He shook his head at her antics and changed his methods, scribbling instead. “Shy now, are we?”

“ehEeEH WAHAIT WAHAHAAIT-“ She squeals at the change in technique as a few squeaks slip through her laughter. “THAHAHTS MEHAHHAAN-“

“Thereee we go. Much better.” He couldn’t help but chuckle at the sudden change to squeaking. “Mean? I’ve barely even started!”

“STIHIHILL MEHAHAHAN-“ Her cheeks flushed a hue of bright red, her stomach starting to arch inward as a halfhearted attempt to escape his fingers.

“Think you can escape now, Pipsqueak? Not happenin’.” Getting an idea out of the blue, he acted on it by wiggling a finger in her bellybutton.

“AHACK-!! MAHAFIHIIOSOHOOO NOHOHOOT- SNRK- THEHEHEEHERE-“ She practically shrieked, her legs starting to give as she desperately tried to push his finger away.

“Oh I’ll stay here alright. Don’t need to worry about that one.” His grin grew as that one finger became two that vibrated into the area.

A small scream of laughter elicits from her throat at the technique, she’d describe it as if she was dying. “NYAHAH OH FUHUHUCK- NONONONOHOHOOO PLEHAHAAHAHASE-“

“Please tickle you here more?” he finished for her, “If you insist!” He circled the spot a few times before going back in.

“IHIIIHI DIHIHIDNT SAHAHAHY THAHHAAT-!!” She immediately retorts back to his statement. “MEHAHAHAN- MEHAHAN IHIHI SAHAHAY-“

“Oh you love this. Just can’t admit it put loud, can you?” His fingers went from circling to gently scratching in random bursts.

"Q-QUHUHUE CAHHARAHAJOHO-" She swears in response to his accusation, trying to fight back with little pokes to his ribs.

The grin on his face grew, but not because of the poking. “Bad move my little ticklee~” One hand went back to pinching at her stomach while the other stayed in her giggle button.

Mafioso stiffened immediately with the hug and let out a huff. “…Did you just hug-? Where the hell are you runnin’ off to?!”

"How did he not notice?" SORROW stopped to turn around still blatantly holding the wallet. "Eh, whatever."

His eyes narrowed when he finally realized. That little- “You little brat, get back here,” he demanded, running after them.

"Ah shit-" SORROW immediately starts running again, pocketing the cash. "Nothing personal!" They called out to behind them, taking a sharp turn.

“Oh it’s feelin’ personal all right.” He was just behind them and soon enough reached out to yank them back by the collar. “Always tryin’ to make things worse for yourself for a little entertainment.”

"ACK-" SORROW yelped as they were yanked back, immediately the confidence melted. "Wait-! wait-wait-wait-wait- listen!" He knew it wouldn't work but his mouth was faster than his brain half the time.

He held them in the air for a bit, using his other hand to make quick work of getting the wallet back. When he extracted all of its contents, he placed them down so that they were facing him. With barely-concealed anger, he gripped their shoulder tightly. “SORROW. Now where did you think that was gonna get you?”

They mumbled under their breath, ahoge dropping forward a bit before it reset itself with that usual false bravado. "What? Learn to take a joke, I mean you know me s'not like I don't make enough for myself." Deflecting again, typical.

He pinched the bridge of his nose with a gloved hand and exhaled loudly. “Always testin’ my patience, aren’t you.” Ignoring the bland excuse, he tilted his head. “You know, killin’ you over and over has gotten pretty old, fast. So I thought to myself, what out’ I do? You know what that might be?”

His grip tightened, noticing. “Since you’re always gigglin’ to yourself, how about I help you out and tickle you an inch from death? Wouldn’t that be fun?”

For every step they took back, he took one forward. “You like that? Good, but it wasn’t like I was going to give you much of a choice in the matter.” He managed to rip one hand free to pinch at their side.

“Oh? What’s this? Someone ticklish here?” His usual shark-like grin returned, doing it again, and again. “Didn’t seem too sorry earlier. And I’ll follow your example by not bein’ sorry for this!” With that he went to full on squeezes and scribbles.

“Never be ticklish, that what you were tryin’ to say? Lyin’ to me again… I need to punish you for that.” He grinned and went for their stomach instead.

"W-waHAHAIT!" SORROW absolutely shrieked the second the switch was made, throwing their head back and sliding down the wall. "NOHOT THE- OH MY GOHOHOD!"

He grinned at how effective it was and squatted down to continue his work. “What, don’t tell me that ‘tickle’ makes you all flustered now.”

"SHUHUT UHUP!" SORROW snapped back, pressing up against the wall and curling up to try and block out some of the sensation.

With a chuckle he leaned a little closer. “Oh it does, doesn’t it? Tickle, tickle, tickle, Sorrow~” Despite their best effort, it had little to no effect as he kept scribbling away.

SORROW immediately buried their face in their hands, cheeks flushed pink. "NAHAHO!" They shrieked, shoving frantically at his chest. "STOHOP IT- STOP IT- STOHOHOP IHIHIT!"

“Beggin’ already? Seems like I should’ve done this earlier.” Ignoring the hands, he continued, “Aww, look at how pink you are~”

SORROW shook their head wildly, starting to kick without any rhyme or reason. "OKAHAHAY OKAY!" They gasped, desperately hoping to get themselves out of this. "I'M SOHOHORRY! SO SOHORRY JUST PLEHEHASE!"

“Just like that, huh? I might’ve just found the best way to put an end to your shenanigans. Remind me to tickle the snot out of you any time you do somethin’ wrong~” His fingers shot up to their underarms, “But in the meantime, sorry’s not cuttin’ it.”

YOHOU DOHO THOHOUGHHHH IHITS EHEMBARASINGGGG

“I’ll wait.” He gave a shark-like grin.

“Possibly what? I couldn’t quiteee catch that.”

Cough tkls…

“T-K-L-S? I couldn’t tell you what that is.” He crossed his arms over his chest, acting clueless.

A small chuckle. “There we go. Now that wasn’t so hard now was it?” Fulfilling their request, he immediately started tickling at their stomach.

EHEHEEK WHYHY THEHEHERE OHOHF AHAHALL PLAHAHACESSS

“Oh? Someone a bit ticklish here?” He kneaded at the spot.

NOHOHOO IHIHIM NAHAHATTT!

“Could’ve fooled me,” he said dryly. A hand slipped into their bellybutton and wiggled while the other trailed over to their side.

EHEHEHEEEK NAHAHAT THEHEHEREEE

“Oh, I’ll stay here. And you can’t escape this. You’re the one who wanted to be tickled after all,” he huffed, not letting up.

OHOHOK OHOHOK IHIHIM SOHOHOHORRRYYY

“Sorry for what? Bein’ so easy to tickle? Oh you should be. Makes me want to keep goin’.” He switched hands occasionally to give tiny moments of rest.

EHEHEHEHEEK NOHOHOOO

“No for which part? You saying that you aren’t easy to tickle? I mean, I think I’m doing a great job right now rendering you a ticklish mess~” He emphasized his point by going back to scribble at their stomach with one hand.

AHAHALL OHOF THEHEHEMMM

He scoffed at how nonsensical all of it was and chose to tune out whatever else would be said. His hands drifted to their sides and he skittered his fingers there.

OHOHOK OHOHOKKK IHIHI AHAHAMM

His ears perked up a little at that. “Youuu’re what now? C’mon, what did i say about usin’ your words?”

OHOHOK OHOHOK IHIHIM EHEHAHSY TOHO TOHIHICKLEHEEE

He nodded but didn’t stop. “Yeah you are. Tickle, tickle, Giggles~”

EHEHEHEEEK HEHEYY

“Hey,” he repeated back and chuckled. A hand went forward to scribble at their bellybutton a few more times before pulling away.

IHIM RUHUHNNING AHAHAWAYAYYYY

“Runnin’? Oh you’re gonna just be runnin’ back into my hands, Giggler~” he teased by running his hands in the air.

EHEEEEK DOHOHOUBTEHED

“You tellin’ me what I can and can’t do now?” His fingers tapped at their stomach, “Clock’s tickin’. You got five seconds to run before I’m back to ticklin’ you.”

IHIHIM TRYHYIHIHINGGG

“Really? It only looks like you’re squirming around here…” Deciding to give them one last chance, he dragged out the syllables. “Threeee, twwwooooo…”

“I just wanted to know is all… I had searched everywhere yet that “where” hasn’t been found yet..” {he huffed, crossing their arms slightly. Shedletsky, Taph, they had been gone for almost a week and it was getting slightly worrying}

He tilted his head and hummed in mock sympathy. “I’m sorry to hear that. We could offer our services in your aid, of course, if you pay up,” he offered, yet pretty sure they wouldn’t take it. Nonetheless, a plan to cure his boredom was being formulated, and he was just about to execute it.

“No…it’s fine…I’m sure they’ll show up eventually…” {he quickly said as he turned around looking away, he looked at his staff for a few moments, thinking of once he got home he would cast some spells and try to find them that way}

He roughly hooked an arm around their shoulder and pulled them closer. “Well since you’re here, I might as well offer you some whiskey. You’ll take a glass and stay for a bit, yes?”

“Uh…I don’t drink and besides..I have things I need to get to…” {he said, half lying and half not}

“EEP!!-what was that for?!?” {he quickly backed away}

Just what he wanted. When the other shyed out of his grasp, he turned to face them again. “Were you not listenin’? Oh well, and I was going to go a bit easier on you but nowww.” He lunged forward and latched onto their waist, scribbling away at both sides.

“AHACK-!! WAHAHAIHIHIT!! HahahaAAHAHH!!” {Dusekkar squirmed as he fell onto the floor, giggling as his sides were tickled, his staff had also fallen next to him} “MAHAHAHAFIHIHOHOHOSOHOHO!!” {he laughed out}

“Wait? Oh I don’t think so.” He kept up his work, enjoying how much he squirmed. Who knew when he was going to get a chance like this again? “You know, I should thank you for your visit. I was just itchin’ to do something like this today.”

“LEHEHEhehehEHET MEHEHEHEE GOHOHOHO!!” {Dusekkar hollered out. Trying to grab Mafioso’s wrists to try to get the tickling to stop. Though no malice or hatred was placed into it, well. Only a little, but that didn’t really apply to this moment}

“Not happenin’.” His head tilted as he grabbed him by both of the wrists in one go, putting them above his head. “Now, where to go? Whatt about here?” Neck, he decided, was a great place to test next.

“N-nohohOHOHO! PLEHEHEASE!!” {he pleaded, trying to get his wrists out of the others grip but it was no use. He gulped and giggled nervously, knowing he was absolutely done for}

“Pleading already? How cute,” he huffed. He had no intention of stopping and wasn’t going to give the admin the benefit of the doubt. He continued to skitter away lightly.

“AhahahHAHA!! Ihihi swehehehahahar ihihi’ll gehehet youohou- hahaHAHA!- BahahHAHAHACK!!” {he tried to threaten, but it can be considered a failed threat. Dusekkar squeaked once Mafioso hit a particularly sensitive spot on his sensitive very ticklish neck}

Mafioso scoffed. “Not happenin’,” he easily shrugged off. When he started squeaking he locked eyes with him. “Was that a squeak? So ticklish there that you’re making random noises now?” His hands trailed back to find just exactly where the source of it was and stayed there.

“EHHEEK!! BEHAHAAHAHA!! STAHAHahahHAHAP!!” {he laughed even more than before, even though it wasn’t any use, he kept trying to pull his wrists down naturally}

“NononoNOHO!- plehehHAHASE!!” {he blushed at the tease and giggled more, still squirming to try and find some possible way to escape even though there was no way to escape}

Egged to go on, he scratched away without an inkling of restraint. “Whaat? Don’t tell me that this spot is like your neck. Or maybe it’s more ticklish to you?”

{the answer is yes, he began to laugh louder than before, squirming} “SHUHUHAHAAHT AHAHAP!!” {he managed to get out before laughter took over his words}

Roughly rubbing circles into the spot, he sighed, going to reprimand him, “Oh, Dusekkar, Dusekkar. You really can’t be makin’ demands here…”

“YOHOHOU AHAHARE SOHOHO EHEHEVIHIHIL!!” {he cried out, slightly being overdramatic from being tickled on one of his most ticklish spots}

“Evil? Me? Please. If you think this is evil, clearly you haven’t been keepin’ tabs well enough. I’m disappointed, admin,” he sped up, “Oh well, I can be more ‘evil’ for you.”

“WAAHAHAIHIHIT!!” {Dusekkar almost screamed. He started to squirm even more than before, laughing harder, his voice raised an octave. Even tears started to form in the corners of his eyes from laughing so much} “NAHAHAHAHAH!!! PLEHEHEHAHAHASE!!! IHIHI’M SOHAHAHAHAHARRY!!!”

A part of him that was gaining immense pleasure from seeing such a powerful figure squirm made him want to continue, but he pushed it down. With a wistful sigh, he pulled back. “Fine. Breathe.”

{he gasped and panted for breath, letting out breathless giggles, he had curled up in a ball, hugging his sides from the slight ticklish sensations} “Mmhehehe…”

A bit bored, he went to poking at his waist. “Quit protectin’ yourself before I restrain you again. Don’t waste your time, it’s not gonna do anythin’ anyways.”

“AHACK!!-“ {he let out a loud squeak, he quickly sat up and backed away} “Stahap ihit…” {he chuckled} “I swehehear ihi’lol cahahast a spehell ohon yohou!!”

He followed suit and sat back up as well, eyeing them with growing amusement. “What, are you goin’ to freeze me so I can’t tickle you to tears again?“ He reached out and tossed the staff somewhere behind him. “Not happenin’.”

“EEEK!!— NAHAHA!!” {he started to squirm once again, trying his best to reach his staff so he could cast the spell}

He went a bit rougher to try and dissuade his attempts at grabbing for the item. “Ah, ah. Can’t have you fightin’ back like that.”

{he laughed harder, having a few hics in his laughter. Eventually he managed to push them off with his leg}

Mafioso hadn’t expected that one. With a grunt he clutched at his stomach and narrowed his eyes attention falling on the staff. As fast as he could he grabbed for it.

{he nudged Their side with his elbow, trying their best to reach for it first because you know, it was HIS after all} “YOHOU AINT GETTING IT!!”

His eyes traveled over to theirs for a moment, returning the gesture. “Really now? I think I’m one step,” he grabbed the edge of it with one hand,” “ahead of you.”

{he mumbled a swear and he grabbed their wrist, trying to reach for his staff} “GIVE ME!-“ {he said playfully}

“I’m not just going to cough it over. You think I have no sense?” he huffed in indignation, using his free hand to pry the other’s off and get a better grip.

“Son of a- UGH-“ {he groaned in annoyance, by accident brushing a hand on Mafioso’s ear}

Mafioso startled at the sudden touch, hand letting go for a split-second. Absentmindedly flicking his ear he grabbed for the item again. “Maybe it’s time to quit and let me take this, aye?”

“Heh no, I know what I saw! It’s when I brushed my hand against your ear!” {he said, pointing at them}

He crossed his arms. “If anythin’ maybe they were just twitchin’ to begin with. Nothin’ that spectacular.”

“Maybe I should test it out~” {he teased as he raised his hands, wiggling his fingers menacingly}

Not expecting that outcome, his eyes uncharacteristically widened. “Wh- Now hold on there.” He scrambled for some excuse to get out of the situation, all suave, but grasped at nothing.

“Hehe.. big brave boss reduced to a nervous ticklish mess?” {he teased even more, coming closer.}

Unable to hide the sudden blush on his face, he couldn’t help but look away. The ears on his head lowered a bit, albeit twitched here and there. “No,” he replied curtly, leaning a bit away from him.

{he would gently grab one of their ears, rubbing the back softly} “Sureee~” {he chuckled, smiling softly}

“Hehey!” he protested with a giggle, grabbing at the hand. “Gehet ohoff!”

“Oh! So you are ticklish eh?” {he smirked as he tickled their ear a little more rougher, still gentle though}

He glared and bit into the leather of his glove to try and muffle the sounds he was making. He shook his head a bit, as if it would remove the assaulting hands.

“Nah ah, no getting away from the tickles now~” {he teased before tickling their ears gently more}

A muffled yelp was heard and slightly more audible laughter poured out of him. He shook his head back and forth and scrunched his shoulder. Oh if looks could kill.

“Hmm…maybe, here?” {one hand went down to tickle their waist}

It wasn’t very noticeable but he relaxed a bit at that. Grabbing the one hand now at his ear, he yanked it away but continued to hold it, just out of reach. “Dusekkar,” he warned with a snarl, letting him figure out the rest.

“…yes?” {he said nervously, having a smug yet nervous smile on his face he was obviously not trying to get tickled again but he did want a little revenge}

“Watch yourself. Or I’m gonna tickle you to tears again.”

“Ah…haha…got it, yup! Ima stop now!” {he said as he backed away a good distance since he was a little nervous to get tickled like that, not that he hated it though.}

He grinned. Worked like a charm. As he stood up, he adjusted his hat and absentmindedly rubbed at an ear. “Pull somethin’ like that again and I won’t show you mercy.”

“G-got it! Yup!” {he made a thumbs up}

Confident that he wouldn’t pull anything again, he tosses the staff over for him to catch. “Alright now, shoo. The whiskey’s callin’ my name.”

“I just wanted to know is all… I had searched everywhere yet that “where” hasn’t been found yet..” {he huffed, crossing their arms slightly. Shedletsky, Taph, they had been gone for almost a week and it was getting slightly worrying}

He tilted his head and hummed in mock sympathy. “I’m sorry to hear that. We could offer our services in your aid, of course, if you pay up,” he offered, yet pretty sure they wouldn’t take it. Nonetheless, a plan to cure his boredom was being formulated, and he was just about to execute it.

“No…it’s fine…I’m sure they’ll show up eventually…” {he quickly said as he turned around looking away, he looked at his staff for a few moments, thinking of once he got home he would cast some spells and try to find them that way}

He roughly hooked an arm around their shoulder and pulled them closer. “Well since you’re here, I might as well offer you some whiskey. You’ll take a glass and stay for a bit, yes?”

“Uh…I don’t drink and besides..I have things I need to get to…” {he said, half lying and half not}

“EEP!!-what was that for?!?” {he quickly backed away}

Just what he wanted. When the other shyed out of his grasp, he turned to face them again. “Were you not listenin’? Oh well, and I was going to go a bit easier on you but nowww.” He lunged forward and latched onto their waist, scribbling away at both sides.

“AHACK-!! WAHAHAIHIHIT!! HahahaAAHAHH!!” {Dusekkar squirmed as he fell onto the floor, giggling as his sides were tickled, his staff had also fallen next to him} “MAHAHAHAFIHIHOHOHOSOHOHO!!” {he laughed out}

“Wait? Oh I don’t think so.” He kept up his work, enjoying how much he squirmed. Who knew when he was going to get a chance like this again? “You know, I should thank you for your visit. I was just itchin’ to do something like this today.”

“LEHEHEhehehEHET MEHEHEHEE GOHOHOHO!!” {Dusekkar hollered out. Trying to grab Mafioso’s wrists to try to get the tickling to stop. Though no malice or hatred was placed into it, well. Only a little, but that didn’t really apply to this moment}

“Not happenin’.” His head tilted as he grabbed him by both of the wrists in one go, putting them above his head. “Now, where to go? Whatt about here?” Neck, he decided, was a great place to test next.

“N-nohohOHOHO! PLEHEHEASE!!” {he pleaded, trying to get his wrists out of the others grip but it was no use. He gulped and giggled nervously, knowing he was absolutely done for}

“Pleading already? How cute,” he huffed. He had no intention of stopping and wasn’t going to give the admin the benefit of the doubt. He continued to skitter away lightly.

“AhahahHAHA!! Ihihi swehehehahahar ihihi’ll gehehet youohou- hahaHAHA!- BahahHAHAHACK!!” {he tried to threaten, but it can be considered a failed threat. Dusekkar squeaked once Mafioso hit a particularly sensitive spot on his sensitive very ticklish neck}

Mafioso scoffed. “Not happenin’,” he easily shrugged off. When he started squeaking he locked eyes with him. “Was that a squeak? So ticklish there that you’re making random noises now?” His hands trailed back to find just exactly where the source of it was and stayed there.

“EHHEEK!! BEHAHAAHAHA!! STAHAHahahHAHAP!!” {he laughed even more than before, even though it wasn’t any use, he kept trying to pull his wrists down naturally}

“NononoNOHO!- plehehHAHASE!!” {he blushed at the tease and giggled more, still squirming to try and find some possible way to escape even though there was no way to escape}

Egged to go on, he scratched away without an inkling of restraint. “Whaat? Don’t tell me that this spot is like your neck. Or maybe it’s more ticklish to you?”

{the answer is yes, he began to laugh louder than before, squirming} “SHUHUHAHAAHT AHAHAP!!” {he managed to get out before laughter took over his words}

Roughly rubbing circles into the spot, he sighed, going to reprimand him, “Oh, Dusekkar, Dusekkar. You really can’t be makin’ demands here…”

“YOHOHOU AHAHARE SOHOHO EHEHEVIHIHIL!!” {he cried out, slightly being overdramatic from being tickled on one of his most ticklish spots}

“Evil? Me? Please. If you think this is evil, clearly you haven’t been keepin’ tabs well enough. I’m disappointed, admin,” he sped up, “Oh well, I can be more ‘evil’ for you.”

“WAAHAHAIHIHIT!!” {Dusekkar almost screamed. He started to squirm even more than before, laughing harder, his voice raised an octave. Even tears started to form in the corners of his eyes from laughing so much} “NAHAHAHAHAH!!! PLEHEHEHAHAHASE!!! IHIHI’M SOHAHAHAHAHARRY!!!”

A part of him that was gaining immense pleasure from seeing such a powerful figure squirm made him want to continue, but he pushed it down. With a wistful sigh, he pulled back. “Fine. Breathe.”

{he gasped and panted for breath, letting out breathless giggles, he had curled up in a ball, hugging his sides from the slight ticklish sensations} “Mmhehehe…”

A bit bored, he went to poking at his waist. “Quit protectin’ yourself before I restrain you again. Don’t waste your time, it’s not gonna do anythin’ anyways.”

“AHACK!!-“ {he let out a loud squeak, he quickly sat up and backed away} “Stahap ihit…” {he chuckled} “I swehehear ihi’lol cahahast a spehell ohon yohou!!”

He followed suit and sat back up as well, eyeing them with growing amusement. “What, are you goin’ to freeze me so I can’t tickle you to tears again?“ He reached out and tossed the staff somewhere behind him. “Not happenin’.”

“EEEK!!— NAHAHA!!” {he started to squirm once again, trying his best to reach his staff so he could cast the spell}

He went a bit rougher to try and dissuade his attempts at grabbing for the item. “Ah, ah. Can’t have you fightin’ back like that.”

{he laughed harder, having a few hics in his laughter. Eventually he managed to push them off with his leg}

Mafioso hadn’t expected that one. With a grunt he clutched at his stomach and narrowed his eyes attention falling on the staff. As fast as he could he grabbed for it.

{he nudged Their side with his elbow, trying their best to reach for it first because you know, it was HIS after all} “YOHOU AINT GETTING IT!!”

His eyes traveled over to theirs for a moment, returning the gesture. “Really now? I think I’m one step,” he grabbed the edge of it with one hand,” “ahead of you.”

{he mumbled a swear and he grabbed their wrist, trying to reach for his staff} “GIVE ME!-“ {he said playfully}

“I’m not just going to cough it over. You think I have no sense?” he huffed in indignation, using his free hand to pry the other’s off and get a better grip.

“Son of a- UGH-“ {he groaned in annoyance, by accident brushing a hand on Mafioso’s ear}

Mafioso startled at the sudden touch, hand letting go for a split-second. Absentmindedly flicking his ear he grabbed for the item again. “Maybe it’s time to quit and let me take this, aye?”

“Heh no, I know what I saw! It’s when I brushed my hand against your ear!” {he said, pointing at them}

He crossed his arms. “If anythin’ maybe they were just twitchin’ to begin with. Nothin’ that spectacular.”

“Maybe I should test it out~” {he teased as he raised his hands, wiggling his fingers menacingly}

Not expecting that outcome, his eyes uncharacteristically widened. “Wh- Now hold on there.” He scrambled for some excuse to get out of the situation, all suave, but grasped at nothing.

“Hehe.. big brave boss reduced to a nervous ticklish mess?” {he teased even more, coming closer.}

Unable to hide the sudden blush on his face, he couldn’t help but look away. The ears on his head lowered a bit, albeit twitched here and there. “No,” he replied curtly, leaning a bit away from him.

{he would gently grab one of their ears, rubbing the back softly} “Sureee~” {he chuckled, smiling softly}

“Hehey!” he protested with a giggle, grabbing at the hand. “Gehet ohoff!”

“Oh! So you are ticklish eh?” {he smirked as he tickled their ear a little more rougher, still gentle though}

He glared and bit into the leather of his glove to try and muffle the sounds he was making. He shook his head a bit, as if it would remove the assaulting hands.

“Nah ah, no getting away from the tickles now~” {he teased before tickling their ears gently more}

A muffled yelp was heard and slightly more audible laughter poured out of him. He shook his head back and forth and scrunched his shoulder. Oh if looks could kill.

“Hmm…maybe, here?” {one hand went down to tickle their waist}

It wasn’t very noticeable but he relaxed a bit at that. Grabbing the one hand now at his ear, he yanked it away but continued to hold it, just out of reach. “Dusekkar,” he warned with a snarl, letting him figure out the rest.

“…yes?” {he said nervously, having a smug yet nervous smile on his face he was obviously not trying to get tickled again but he did want a little revenge}

“Watch yourself. Or I’m gonna tickle you to tears again.”

“Ah…haha…got it, yup! Ima stop now!” {he said as he backed away a good distance since he was a little nervous to get tickled like that, not that he hated it though.}

He grinned. Worked like a charm. As he stood up, he adjusted his hat and absentmindedly rubbed at an ear. “Pull somethin’ like that again and I won’t show you mercy.”

Mafioso stiffened immediately with the hug and let out a huff. “…Did you just hug-? Where the hell are you runnin’ off to?!”

"How did he not notice?" SORROW stopped to turn around still blatantly holding the wallet. "Eh, whatever."

His eyes narrowed when he finally realized. That little- “You little brat, get back here,” he demanded, running after them.

"Ah shit-" SORROW immediately starts running again, pocketing the cash. "Nothing personal!" They called out to behind them, taking a sharp turn.

“Oh it’s feelin’ personal all right.” He was just behind them and soon enough reached out to yank them back by the collar. “Always tryin’ to make things worse for yourself for a little entertainment.”

"ACK-" SORROW yelped as they were yanked back, immediately the confidence melted. "Wait-! wait-wait-wait-wait- listen!" He knew it wouldn't work but his mouth was faster than his brain half the time.

He held them in the air for a bit, using his other hand to make quick work of getting the wallet back. When he extracted all of its contents, he placed them down so that they were facing him. With barely-concealed anger, he gripped their shoulder tightly. “SORROW. Now where did you think that was gonna get you?”

They mumbled under their breath, ahoge dropping forward a bit before it reset itself with that usual false bravado. "What? Learn to take a joke, I mean you know me s'not like I don't make enough for myself." Deflecting again, typical.

He pinched the bridge of his nose with a gloved hand and exhaled loudly. “Always testin’ my patience, aren’t you.” Ignoring the bland excuse, he tilted his head. “You know, killin’ you over and over has gotten pretty old, fast. So I thought to myself, what out’ I do? You know what that might be?”

His grip tightened, noticing. “Since you’re always gigglin’ to yourself, how about I help you out and tickle you an inch from death? Wouldn’t that be fun?”

For every step they took back, he took one forward. “You like that? Good, but it wasn’t like I was going to give you much of a choice in the matter.” He managed to rip one hand free to pinch at their side.

“Oh? What’s this? Someone ticklish here?” His usual shark-like grin returned, doing it again, and again. “Didn’t seem too sorry earlier. And I’ll follow your example by not bein’ sorry for this!” With that he went to full on squeezes and scribbles.

“Never be ticklish, that what you were tryin’ to say? Lyin’ to me again… I need to punish you for that.” He grinned and went for their stomach instead.

"W-waHAHAIT!" SORROW absolutely shrieked the second the switch was made, throwing their head back and sliding down the wall. "NOHOT THE- OH MY GOHOHOD!"

He grinned at how effective it was and squatted down to continue his work. “What, don’t tell me that ‘tickle’ makes you all flustered now.”

"SHUHUT UHUP!" SORROW snapped back, pressing up against the wall and curling up to try and block out some of the sensation.

With a chuckle he leaned a little closer. “Oh it does, doesn’t it? Tickle, tickle, tickle, Sorrow~” Despite their best effort, it had little to no effect as he kept scribbling away.

SORROW immediately buried their face in their hands, cheeks flushed pink. "NAHAHO!" They shrieked, shoving frantically at his chest. "STOHOP IT- STOP IT- STOHOHOP IHIHIT!"

“Beggin’ already? Seems like I should’ve done this earlier.” Ignoring the hands, he continued, “Aww, look at how pink you are~”

“I just wanted to know is all… I had searched everywhere yet that “where” hasn’t been found yet..” {he huffed, crossing their arms slightly. Shedletsky, Taph, they had been gone for almost a week and it was getting slightly worrying}

He tilted his head and hummed in mock sympathy. “I’m sorry to hear that. We could offer our services in your aid, of course, if you pay up,” he offered, yet pretty sure they wouldn’t take it. Nonetheless, a plan to cure his boredom was being formulated, and he was just about to execute it.

“No…it’s fine…I’m sure they’ll show up eventually…” {he quickly said as he turned around looking away, he looked at his staff for a few moments, thinking of once he got home he would cast some spells and try to find them that way}

He roughly hooked an arm around their shoulder and pulled them closer. “Well since you’re here, I might as well offer you some whiskey. You’ll take a glass and stay for a bit, yes?”

“Uh…I don’t drink and besides..I have things I need to get to…” {he said, half lying and half not}

“EEP!!-what was that for?!?” {he quickly backed away}

Just what he wanted. When the other shyed out of his grasp, he turned to face them again. “Were you not listenin’? Oh well, and I was going to go a bit easier on you but nowww.” He lunged forward and latched onto their waist, scribbling away at both sides.

“AHACK-!! WAHAHAIHIHIT!! HahahaAAHAHH!!” {Dusekkar squirmed as he fell onto the floor, giggling as his sides were tickled, his staff had also fallen next to him} “MAHAHAHAFIHIHOHOHOSOHOHO!!” {he laughed out}

“Wait? Oh I don’t think so.” He kept up his work, enjoying how much he squirmed. Who knew when he was going to get a chance like this again? “You know, I should thank you for your visit. I was just itchin’ to do something like this today.”

“LEHEHEhehehEHET MEHEHEHEE GOHOHOHO!!” {Dusekkar hollered out. Trying to grab Mafioso’s wrists to try to get the tickling to stop. Though no malice or hatred was placed into it, well. Only a little, but that didn’t really apply to this moment}

“Not happenin’.” His head tilted as he grabbed him by both of the wrists in one go, putting them above his head. “Now, where to go? Whatt about here?” Neck, he decided, was a great place to test next.

“N-nohohOHOHO! PLEHEHEASE!!” {he pleaded, trying to get his wrists out of the others grip but it was no use. He gulped and giggled nervously, knowing he was absolutely done for}

“Pleading already? How cute,” he huffed. He had no intention of stopping and wasn’t going to give the admin the benefit of the doubt. He continued to skitter away lightly.

“AhahahHAHA!! Ihihi swehehehahahar ihihi’ll gehehet youohou- hahaHAHA!- BahahHAHAHACK!!” {he tried to threaten, but it can be considered a failed threat. Dusekkar squeaked once Mafioso hit a particularly sensitive spot on his sensitive very ticklish neck}

Mafioso scoffed. “Not happenin’,” he easily shrugged off. When he started squeaking he locked eyes with him. “Was that a squeak? So ticklish there that you’re making random noises now?” His hands trailed back to find just exactly where the source of it was and stayed there.

“EHHEEK!! BEHAHAAHAHA!! STAHAHahahHAHAP!!” {he laughed even more than before, even though it wasn’t any use, he kept trying to pull his wrists down naturally}

“NononoNOHO!- plehehHAHASE!!” {he blushed at the tease and giggled more, still squirming to try and find some possible way to escape even though there was no way to escape}

Egged to go on, he scratched away without an inkling of restraint. “Whaat? Don’t tell me that this spot is like your neck. Or maybe it’s more ticklish to you?”

{the answer is yes, he began to laugh louder than before, squirming} “SHUHUHAHAAHT AHAHAP!!” {he managed to get out before laughter took over his words}

Roughly rubbing circles into the spot, he sighed, going to reprimand him, “Oh, Dusekkar, Dusekkar. You really can’t be makin’ demands here…”

“YOHOHOU AHAHARE SOHOHO EHEHEVIHIHIL!!” {he cried out, slightly being overdramatic from being tickled on one of his most ticklish spots}

“Evil? Me? Please. If you think this is evil, clearly you haven’t been keepin’ tabs well enough. I’m disappointed, admin,” he sped up, “Oh well, I can be more ‘evil’ for you.”

“WAAHAHAIHIHIT!!” {Dusekkar almost screamed. He started to squirm even more than before, laughing harder, his voice raised an octave. Even tears started to form in the corners of his eyes from laughing so much} “NAHAHAHAHAH!!! PLEHEHEHAHAHASE!!! IHIHI’M SOHAHAHAHAHARRY!!!”

A part of him that was gaining immense pleasure from seeing such a powerful figure squirm made him want to continue, but he pushed it down. With a wistful sigh, he pulled back. “Fine. Breathe.”

{he gasped and panted for breath, letting out breathless giggles, he had curled up in a ball, hugging his sides from the slight ticklish sensations} “Mmhehehe…”

A bit bored, he went to poking at his waist. “Quit protectin’ yourself before I restrain you again. Don’t waste your time, it’s not gonna do anythin’ anyways.”

“AHACK!!-“ {he let out a loud squeak, he quickly sat up and backed away} “Stahap ihit…” {he chuckled} “I swehehear ihi’lol cahahast a spehell ohon yohou!!”

He followed suit and sat back up as well, eyeing them with growing amusement. “What, are you goin’ to freeze me so I can’t tickle you to tears again?“ He reached out and tossed the staff somewhere behind him. “Not happenin’.”

“EEEK!!— NAHAHA!!” {he started to squirm once again, trying his best to reach his staff so he could cast the spell}

He went a bit rougher to try and dissuade his attempts at grabbing for the item. “Ah, ah. Can’t have you fightin’ back like that.”

{he laughed harder, having a few hics in his laughter. Eventually he managed to push them off with his leg}

Mafioso hadn’t expected that one. With a grunt he clutched at his stomach and narrowed his eyes attention falling on the staff. As fast as he could he grabbed for it.

{he nudged Their side with his elbow, trying their best to reach for it first because you know, it was HIS after all} “YOHOU AINT GETTING IT!!”

His eyes traveled over to theirs for a moment, returning the gesture. “Really now? I think I’m one step,” he grabbed the edge of it with one hand,” “ahead of you.”

{he mumbled a swear and he grabbed their wrist, trying to reach for his staff} “GIVE ME!-“ {he said playfully}

“I’m not just going to cough it over. You think I have no sense?” he huffed in indignation, using his free hand to pry the other’s off and get a better grip.

“Son of a- UGH-“ {he groaned in annoyance, by accident brushing a hand on Mafioso’s ear}

Mafioso startled at the sudden touch, hand letting go for a split-second. Absentmindedly flicking his ear he grabbed for the item again. “Maybe it’s time to quit and let me take this, aye?”

“Heh no, I know what I saw! It’s when I brushed my hand against your ear!” {he said, pointing at them}

He crossed his arms. “If anythin’ maybe they were just twitchin’ to begin with. Nothin’ that spectacular.”

“Maybe I should test it out~” {he teased as he raised his hands, wiggling his fingers menacingly}

Not expecting that outcome, his eyes uncharacteristically widened. “Wh- Now hold on there.” He scrambled for some excuse to get out of the situation, all suave, but grasped at nothing.

“Hehe.. big brave boss reduced to a nervous ticklish mess?” {he teased even more, coming closer.}

Unable to hide the sudden blush on his face, he couldn’t help but look away. The ears on his head lowered a bit, albeit twitched here and there. “No,” he replied curtly, leaning a bit away from him.

{he would gently grab one of their ears, rubbing the back softly} “Sureee~” {he chuckled, smiling softly}

“Hehey!” he protested with a giggle, grabbing at the hand. “Gehet ohoff!”

“Oh! So you are ticklish eh?” {he smirked as he tickled their ear a little more rougher, still gentle though}

He glared and bit into the leather of his glove to try and muffle the sounds he was making. He shook his head a bit, as if it would remove the assaulting hands.

“Nah ah, no getting away from the tickles now~” {he teased before tickling their ears gently more}

A muffled yelp was heard and slightly more audible laughter poured out of him. He shook his head back and forth and scrunched his shoulder. Oh if looks could kill.

“Hmm…maybe, here?” {one hand went down to tickle their waist}

It wasn’t very noticeable but he relaxed a bit at that. Grabbing the one hand now at his ear, he yanked it away but continued to hold it, just out of reach. “Dusekkar,” he warned with a snarl, letting him figure out the rest.

“…yes?” {he said nervously, having a smug yet nervous smile on his face he was obviously not trying to get tickled again but he did want a little revenge}

“Watch yourself. Or I’m gonna tickle you to tears again.”