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I was planning on doing something else for this, but I couldn't help myself!! I wanted to draw Sebastian again! He, of course, belongs to @shyticklemonster! Can't wait to see more of your tickletober stuff btw!
Luigi shivered and shuddered as she shuffked along with his ghost vacuum in hand. He heard voices both away and yet felt like they were lurking around. Suddenly he tripped and fell through a floorboard.He began to pick himself up and he looked to see the room illuminate with ghostly presence. His heart almost jumped out his throat, he attempted to get away but was pinned by an invisble force. The ghosts got closer and closer. The closer they got the more Luigi felt like throwing up out of fear. Good bye Mario, goodbye Peach, goodye Daisy, heck he'll even miss Bowser, goodbye Bowser. He clenched his eyes shut waiting for the worst but then felts a lightly feather like feeling at his sides. Luigi squealed.
"Whahat-a yohuhu-a dohoining" asked the greem coded mario brother.
The other ghosts came and tickled almosy every inch of his body, from his neck to his toes.
'AHAHAHAHHANOHOHO *snort* AHA"shrieked Luigi.
Some even started layinh raspberries on his torso, which prompted the youngest Mario brother to squeal even louder.
The ghost seemed to have no sign of ceasing. Luigi was in for a long one.
Luigi and Mario are spending time together in the same room, the same night Luigi rescued everyone. But...things go a bit more chaotic than expected.
Part 2 to Day 16: Ghost
Link to Part 16
I hope you enjoy! I had fun writing this one.
Luigi was hanging out in his hotel room with Mario and Polterpup. He had just saved Mario, Peach and the roads from King Boo that day, and was now spending as much time with his brother as he could.Â
They were laying backwards on the king-sized bed while Luigi was using the Poltergust G-00 to light up the big wall in front of them.Â
âSo Mario: what-a do you think of the ghosts that live here?â Luigi asked.Â
Mario shrugged his shoulders. âTheyâre-a nice. A lot of names.â Mario replied.Â
Luigi laughed a bit as Polterpup laid against Luigiâs side. âE. Gadd takes care of the ghosts himself. He keeps them busy and spends time with them like they are family.â Luigi told him.Â
Mario smiled. âI see.âÂ
Luigi looked at Mario and looked up as he felt his hat slip off. He reached up to grab his hat, but found that the hat was missing. Luigi sat up and looked behind himself. âHuh?â Luigi asked.Â
Luigi looked to the leftâŠ
He looked to the rightâŠ
Then he looked up, and saw Polterpup attempting to bark at him through the green hat in his mouth. Luigi hung his head and chuckled. âPuppy has my hat.â Luigi told Mario.Â
âLet him have it. You donât need it.â Mario told him.Â
Luigi raised an eyebrow at MarioâŠbefore snatching Marioâs hat.Â
âHey! My hat!â Mario reacted. âGive it back!â Mario ordered, reaching to grab it.Â
âNever! My hat now.â Luigi declared, putting the hat onto his own head. But Marioâs hat was slightly bigger than Luigiâs headâŠso the hat kinda sat crooked on his head.Â
Mario couldnât help but laugh at Luigi. The hat barely fit his narrow head. âSmall head.â Mario teased.Â
Luigi shrugged his shoulders and hung his head, pouting.Â
Mario laughed harder upon seeing his brother pout like a toddler. âAww, poor Weegee. Are you-a mad?â Mario asked, poking his side.Â
Luigiâs lips quivered slightly as he was poked. âN-NoâŠIâm-a not.â Luigi mumbled.Â
âOh reeeaaally?â Mario teased, poking his side again. âAre you-a sure?â Mario asked, poking him with his other index finger.Â
Luigi felt his lips wobble into a smile for only a second or twoâŠBefore falling into a strained pout.Â
Mario giggled and suddenly picked up Luigi before adjusting his grip so Luigiâs back was against his chest. Luigi screeched in surprise and started squirming to get out of his brotherâs grip.Â
âMario! Let me go!â Luigi yelled.Â
Mario giggled. âWhatâs-a wrong, Luigi? You donât happen to be-a ticklish, do you?â Mario asked with an evil smirk.Â
Luigi bit his lip. âIâŠYou already know! You are my brother!â Luigi reacted.Â
Mario laughed and started skittering his fingers on Luigiâs ribs. âCoochy coochy coo!âÂ
Luigi yelped loudly and tittered as he wiggled around to get out of his grasp. âNo! M-Mahario, noooo!â Luigi whined.Â
âNot-a gonna laugh?â Mario asked.Â
Luigi could feel his lips growing into a toothy smile. It was impossible to resist his need to smile and laugh. âN-Noho! Nehe- GAH! NO! N-Never!â Luigi yelled back.Â
Mario tsked and shook his head. âDonât-a make me use my mustache, Luigi~â Mario reminded him.Â
Luigi froze in horror. No! Not the mustache! ANYTHING BUT THAT!
ButâŠAt the same time, he was determined to keep himself together.Â
âDoâŠâ Luigi turned his head to look at Mario out of the corner of his eye. He looked at him with a determined look. âDo your worst.âÂ
Luigi turned his head back around way too soonâŠBecause Luigi had completely missed Marioâs huge, villainous grin.Â
Mario suddenly turned Luigi around and pushed Luigi so his back fell onto the bed. Luigi flopped onto the soft bed, and lifted up his head just in time to see the shadow of Mario cover his body. âWha- WAAAAHH!â Luigi screamed as Mario blew a huge raspberry onto his belly. âBAAHAHAHAHAhahahaha! NOOOOOhohohohoho!â Luigi laughed, pushing his hands against Marioâs head of hair.Â
Mario removed his lips from Luigiâs bellyâŠthen took in a deep breath before blowing another big raspberry onto Luigiâs belly.Â
âEEEEHEHEHEHAHAHAHA! MAHARIOHOHOHO!â Luigi yelled.Â
Mario removed his face from Luigiâs belly. âYes Luigi?â Mario replied with a smug grin.Â
âStahahahahap!â Luigi begged, hugging his belly with his arms.Â
Mario giggled. âBut I did stop!â Mario reacted. âWhy are you still laughing if I already stopped?â Mario asked.Â
Luigi was giggling and smiling widely. âIhihi dohohonât knohow.â Luigi admitted.Â
âSo if I justâŠâ Mario poked Luigiâs belly button.Â
âWhaaAAAHAHAHA!â Luigi threw his head back with a large fit of laughter. âYAAAHAHAHAHAhahahaha! NOHOHO BEHEHELLY BUHUTTOHOHON!â Luigi begged.Â
Mario laughed. âYouâre so ticklish, Luigi. It would be a shame if Dr. E. Gadd justâŠhappened to find outâŠâ Mario teased.Â
Luigi threw his head up so fast. âNO! DONâT TELL E. GADD!â Luigi ordered.Â
âWhat is-a stopping me from telling him?â Mario asked.Â
Luigi bit his lip. âUuuuhâŠHeâs not here?â Luigi asked.Â
Mario shrugged his shoulders. âActually, he IS here.â Mario told him.Â
Luigi screeched. âWHAT?! Where?!â Luigi asked, looking towards the door.Â
âDonât you know? Heâs in the room across from you!â Mario reacted.Â
Luigi could feel sweat droplets falling down his face.Â
Suddenly, Mario jumped off the bed and took off running to the door. Luigi SCREAMED in horror and sprinted after his brother. âMARIONO-â
Mario managed to close the door just in time for Luigi to slide into the door and faceplant the wood. Luigi groaned in pain and held his nose for a couple secondsâŠ
Then, Luigi remembered what he was supposed to be doing!Â
Luigi opened the door and sprinted after his brother. âMARIO, I WILL BLIND YOU WITH-A MY FLASHLIGHT IF YOU TELL HIM!â Luigi shouted.Â
Mario opened the door to Professor E. Gaddâs hotel room and skidded to a halt. âElvin! I need to-a tell you-âÂ
Mario yelped as he was tackled to the ground by Luigi. âE. Gadd, ignore him. He had-a too many mushrooms-âÂ
Mario pushed Luigi off himself. âYou are gonna LOVE this-âÂ
Luigi shoved a pillow into Marioâs face. âNo you wonât! Itâs a boring fact!â Luigi yelled back.Â
Mario shoved the same pillow into Luigiâs face before pushing Luigi to the ground. âItâs-a really funny! I swear!â Mario yelled next.Â
âBoys-â E. Gadd called.Â
Luigi grabbed Mario by the waist and ground-slammed him to the floor. âSHUSH!â Luigi yelled at him.
âNEVER!â Mario yelled, reaching his hands backwards to grab at his sides.Â
Luigi yelped and quickly started digging his own fingers into Marioâs hips. âYou tell him, and I RUIN you!â Luigi threatened.Â
Mario yelped and removed Luigiâs hands from his hips. âIs that a threat?â Mario asked. âDid you just-a threaten your big brother?!â Mario asked.Â
âAre you scared, piccoletto?â Luigi asked.Â
âPiccoletto?! Dice il bambino della famiglia!â Mario spat.Â
âPARLARE INGLESE!â Luigi yelled. âSPEAK ENGLISH!âÂ
âMi piacerebbe molto.â Mario replied with a smug look. âE. Gadd! Luigi is ti-â
Luigi covered Marioâs mouth with his glove. âStai zitto!!â Luigi yelled.Â
âBoysâŠâ E. Gadd called.Â
Mario pulled Luigiâs hand off his mouth. âWhat happened to speaking english?!â Mario reacted.Â
Luigi narrowed his eyes before smirking. âMario has ticklish hips!â Luigi declared, looking at E. Gadd with a smug look.Â
Mario gasped and placed a hand on his own chest to show his hurt. âYou little-â Mario turned to Dr. E. Gadd. âLuigi is ticklish everywhere!â Mario yelled.Â
âAm NOT!â Luigi yelled.Â
âI...Am so confused.â E. Gadd muttered.Â
âAre too!â Mario declared as he started skittering his fingers on Luigiâs ribs.Â
Luigi yelped and threw his head back as he burst out laughing. âAIEEEEHEHEHEHE! NOHOHOHO!â Luigi yelled.Â
âSee? His-a ribs are a good spot too!â Mario told E. Gadd.Â
E. Gadd nodded as he pulled out a notepad. âIntriguingâŠâÂ
Mario quickly started skittering his fingers in Luigiâs armpits this time. Luigi gasped and SHOUTED! He finally gave up wiggling and just flopped onto the ground in fits of cackles.Â
E. Gadd bit his lip. âIâm glad to see you two together again. HoweverâŠâ E. Gadd showed him the notebook. âI am afraid I have some newsâŠâÂ
Mario stopped tickling and put Luigi down. Then, he walked closer to the notebook so he could read the paper better.Â
[The ghosts can hear youâŠ~vO]
Mario widened his eyes as the written words finally registered in his head.Â
âUuh-...Uh ohâŠâ Luigi muttered.Â
Mario froze as he felt thousands of hollow eyes staring at him.Â
âM-Mario? YouâŠMight want tooooooâŠâ Luigi mentioned to him.
Mario gulped. He didnât want to see how many ghosts were behind him. A few seconds later, Mario slowly turned around and felt a red blush fill his cheeks as it was revealed how many ghosts were floating there.
âGood luck, boys.â E. Gadd told him as he slowly covered up his face with a gardening book.
Mario and Luigi both sprinted out of E. Gaddâs room as over a thousand ghosts of different colors and sizes started chasing the brothers around the hotel. To make matters worse, Luigi and Mario were alive and mortalâŠmeaning they would both run out of air eventually and have to give up.Â
Eventually, the two boys were caught by the ghosts and tickled to oblivion.Â
âYAHAHAHAHAHA! EEEHEHEHEHEHE NOHOHOHOHO!â Mario laughed.Â
âE. GAAHAHAHAHAHADD! HEHEHEHELP UHUHUHUS!â Luigi pleaded.Â
E. Gadd put in some earplugs that had the GADD SCIENCEâą logo printed into the sponge. Then, E. Gadd smiled as he watched the polterpup fly in with Luigiâs hat on his head.Â
With Polterpup here to listen to the chaos, E. Gadd decided to spend some time reading the book before he would go to bed.Â
ThoughâŠ
âŠThe laughter wouldnât calm down until roughly 11:30 that night.Â
- MC? MC! Where are you? - Dire Crowley entered the abandoned dormitory where the new student was placed. He was looking for an MC to tell him what classes would be tomorrow, but they were not here. - Hmm, I told them I'd come tonight. - he crossed his arms in displeasure.
Three ghosts appear in the room and fly closer to the masked man.
- Oh, Dire Crowley, what brings you to us? - the first ghost smiled.
- Greetings friends. I came to MC to talk about the schedule for tomorrow.
- Oh, they went somewhere with their new friends.
- Ah, Ace Trappola and Deuce Spade. Hmm, okay, I'll have to wait for them here.
- Oh, don't worry, we'll keep you company. - all three ghosts smiled and giggled softly.
Crowley didn't answer, just sat on the couch and took out his phone to pass the time and check important messages.
The ghosts glared at him. They wanted the man to pay attention to them, and not constantly look at the phone.
So they decided to teach him a little lesson. Using their power to allow them to interact with material objects, one of the ghosts flew very close to the headmaster and grabbed his phone.
- What the? Hey, put it back! - he was about to get up, but the rest of the ghosts grabbed his hands.
- No no no, you came here to MC, this doesn't mean that you have to do your dire's business here.
- So at least I can have a good time. - he tried to get out.
- Just not here. You need to rest and unwind from all this. - the first ghost flew closer.
- What do you have in mind?
- This~ and ghostly hands start to tickle the dire's sides.
Crowley twitched and began to squirm.
- Dohon't yohohou dahare, hehe stohohop no neheheheeed - he tried to hold back his laughter, but he was very bad at it.
- Hehe is another matter. - the second ghost joined in and began to tickle his stomach.
- Stohop it's nohohot fuhanny! - his legs began to wriggle in the air.
- This is very funny. - the third ghost began to squeeze his thighs.
Crowley squeaked and burst into a ringing, beautiful laugh.
- Nohohohot theheherehehEHEHE, oh pleheheahahase
- Hehe, that always worked on you~ tickle tickle
Even through the mask, could see how the dire's cheeks were burning.
- And I said from the very beginning that it is not necessary to do this! - said Grim, who entered the dorm with MC.
- On the contrary, you provoked Ace to do it. - MC crossed their arms.
- He's got his own head on his shoulde-
Their conversation was interrupted by merry laughter.
- Hm? What's happening? - Grim was confused.
- Looks like Dire Crowley. Let's go check.
Finally, they found the source of the sound and stood with round eyes.
Crowley lay on the couch, his hands holding the third ghost above his head, the second tickling his armpits, and the first squeezing his thighs. Crowley squealed and barely fought, just laughing freely. Did he like it?
But everything remained when the sound of a click on the phone was heard. It was Grim who took the photo.
Ghosts flew up to MC.
- Welcome back! - they smiled sweetly. - Dire Crowley has come to see you.
- Oh yes, thank you. - the new student smiled and approached the masked man who was trying to catch his breath.
- T-to start. - he began. - You two didn't see anything. - he paid special attention to Grim. - And immediately delete these photos.
Disgruntled snorts were heard.
- Ahem, so MC I came to tell you just a task for tomorrow.
But MC's thoughts were completely absorbed in the memories of the recent event.
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Logan and Virgil visit another place, only it's an asylum this time! And when Virgil gets too scared, Logan (And a few others) start to calm him down.
For @kanene-yaaay
This fanfic is for Shannon too! You know who you are~ I hope you like it!
Logan and Virgil jumped into a window and landed inside the really dark abandoned building. Quickly, they turned on their flashlights and examined the rundown, cluttered place.
âWhoa...This place is really old...And fairly scary.â Logan admitted.
âY-You think?!â Virgil yelled.
âAre you scared already?â Logan asked.
âWe-weâre in an asylum man! Of course Iâm freaked out!â Virgil reacted.
âAwww, muffin.â Logan teased.
Virgil punched him in the arm. âShut up!â
Logan laughed at him and rubbed his arm.
Virgil was right: They were in an asylum. The asylum had little kidâs pictures on the walls, tables for the people to sit on, and more. It was so creepy. Virgil came across a little kidâs drawing of a house, and couldnât help but tear up. These kids were probably desperate to go home. What a life to liveâŠ
âHey LoganâŠâ Virgil walked up to his brother. âHow much do you wanna bet this kid missed home?â Virgil asked.
âPotentially a lot.â Logan replied.
Virgil put the drawing down on the table and looked around at more of the drawings. There were so many!
âOne of these kids drew an airplane.â Virgil told him.
âWell, there is an airport nearby.â Logan mentioned.
âReally?â Virgil asked.
âYup. Itâs an old one.â
Virgil nodded and looked out the window they climbed through. âIs this place haunted?â Virgil asked.
âPotentially...I donât quite know. I assume it will be quite haunted, considering its history.â Logan told him.
Virgil looked around the room again, and noticed a dusty music box. He walked up to the music box, and picked it up. It was quite dusty, so he dusted it off and blew the dust off it. He had to close his eyes to prevent any of the dust from coming into his eyes.
Virgil spun the music box lever, and watched the little bar spin clockwise in the music box. The song was a rendition of the Muppets song âMoving right alongâ. It was really cute looking.
He started singing the song to the melody that played, and smiled a little. Someone mustâve loved the Muppets.
But suddenly, a woosh of wind moved by him, and the music boxâs glass shattered into a million pieces! Virgil quickly dropped the music box, and dusted off the glass shards. âOh manâŠâ
âWhat happened!?â Logan asked, removing the glass shards from his shoulders and kicked the still-spinning music box away from them. âYou couldâve cut yourself.â Logan told him.
âIt wasnât my fault! Some wind shattered it!â Virgil told him.
âUh huhâŠâ Logan muttered.
âIt...Itâs true!â Virgil told him.
âI know...I know.â Logan told him. âWind does that all the time.â he said with a smile.
Virgil frowned. âYou donât believe me at all.â Virgil told him.
âNo...No I donât.â Logan chuckled.
Virgil growled and started kicking the music box till the music box car fell off.
âHey now...No need to be all spazzy about it. Itâs gonna be fine.â Logan told him.
âIT HAPPENED, LOGAN!â Virgil shouted.
âI know, I know! Okay?! Itâs fine!â Logan reacted.
Virgil started to calm down and moved onto the rest of the asylum.
The asylum was covered in dirt and soot, and also had overgrown trees growing in the windows. There were also lots of weeds growing in the cracks between the tiles, and vines growing on the walls.
âHey Logan, how would you feel-â Virgil had turned around and widened his eyes. â...Logan?â Virgil asked.
Virgil looked around the haunted house and looked for Logan. âLoooogaaan!â Virgil called.
Suddenly, something grabbed him!
Virgil SCREAMED and turned around. âWHAT THE- Logan!â Virgil hugged his brother.
Logan giggled and gently punched Virgilâs arm. âI scared ya! I gotcha!â Logan teased.
âOw- Yeah, you did.â Virgil admitted.
âItâs okay. Itâs alright. I promise.â Logan told him as he started to tickle him.
âYeheheah- Hehehehehey!â Virgil laughed.
âHey what? Hey that tickles? Well I know it tickles. I can hear you clearly laughing.â Logan told him.
Logan frowned in confusion. Armpits? Logan wasnât tickling him on the armpits...He was tickling his sides. And the sides arenât even close to his sides!
âWhat do you mean ânot the armpitsâ?â Logan asked.
Virgil was squealing and squeezing his arms against his chest. âTHAHAHAT- THAHAHATâS NAHAHAT YOHOHOHOU?!â Virgil asked.
Logan removed his hands. âNo! No itâs not! Look! No hands!â Logan showed him.
Virgil opened his eyes enough to see that Logan was telling the truth.
Suddenly, Virgil was floating up in the air! Logan gasped and just about screamed! But, he quickly placed a hand over his own mouth. Virgil was actually floating and being tickled! This was an actual thing that was happening! What in the world-
Virgil kicked his feet harder and harder, as if hitting the ghosts was possible and easy to do. Logan was flailing his arms all over the place, hoping to hit something or someone off him.
âHEHEHEHELLOHOHOHO?!â Virgil called.
Suddenly, something began to tug on his shoe! Virgil tugged and tugged on it, hoping the ghost would let go. But it just wouldnât!
All of a sudden, the tickling stopped. It completely stopped. No more tickling. Virgil was still giddy after being tickled so much. Logan was really giddy too. He couldnât stop giggling if his life depended on it.
âIhihihi...Thahahahanks.â Virgil told him.
Out of nowhere, a finger started drawing on his back.
âY-o-u-â-r-e w-e-l-c-o-m-eâ was what it said.
Virgil smiled and looked behind his back. âIâm Virgil.â virgil told him.
âWho are you talking to?â Logan asked.
Another ghost walked up to Logan and wrote a message to him.
âM-eâ
Logan widned his eyes and...smiled.
âNice to meet you...I suppose.â Logan reacted kindly.
N-i-c-e t-o m-e-e-t y-o-u t-o-oâ The ghost wrote.
âIâm Logan.â Logan told him.
Then, both ghosts started writing something on both backs at the same time;
âT-i-c-k-l-e t-i-m-eâ
And then the tickling started up all over againâŠ
Because this is also the 27th, there will be no tickletober fic tomorrow. Though, I might upload a fic that's unrelated to tickletober anyway.