#ler!ghosts

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. 

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. 

“So Mario: what-a do you think of the ghosts that live here?” Luigi asked. 

Mario shrugged his shoulders. “They’re-a nice. A lot of names.” Mario replied. 

Luigi laughed a bit as Polterpup laid against Luigi’s side. “E. Gadd takes care of the ghosts himself. He keeps them busy and spends time with them like they are family.” Luigi told him. 

Mario smiled. “I see.” 

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. “Huh?” Luigi asked. 

Luigi looked to the left…

He looked to the right…

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. “Puppy has my hat.” Luigi told Mario. 

“Let him have it. You don’t need it.” Mario told him. 

Luigi raised an eyebrow at Mario…before snatching Mario’s hat. 

“Hey! My hat!” Mario reacted. “Give it back!” Mario ordered, reaching to grab it. 

“Never! My hat now.” Luigi declared, putting the hat onto his own head. But Mario’s hat was slightly bigger than Luigi’s head…so the hat kinda sat crooked on his head. 

Mario couldn’t help but laugh at Luigi. The hat barely fit his narrow head. “Small head.” Mario teased. 

Luigi shrugged his shoulders and hung his head, pouting. 

Mario laughed harder upon seeing his brother pout like a toddler. “Aww, poor Weegee. Are you-a mad?” Mario asked, poking his side. 

Luigi’s lips quivered slightly as he was poked. “N-No…I’m-a not.” Luigi mumbled. 

“Oh reeeaaally?” Mario teased, poking his side again. “Are you-a sure?” Mario asked, poking him with his other index finger. 

Luigi felt his lips wobble into a smile for only a second or two…Before falling into a strained pout. 

Mario giggled and suddenly picked up Luigi before adjusting his grip so Luigi’s back was against his chest. Luigi screeched in surprise and started squirming to get out of his brother’s grip. 

“Mario! Let me go!” Luigi yelled. 

Mario giggled. “What’s-a wrong, Luigi? You don’t happen to be-a ticklish, do you?” Mario asked with an evil smirk. 

Luigi bit his lip. “I…You already know! You are my brother!” Luigi reacted. 

Mario laughed and started skittering his fingers on Luigi’s ribs. “Coochy coochy coo!” 

Luigi yelped loudly and tittered as he wiggled around to get out of his grasp. “No! M-Mahario, noooo!” Luigi whined. 

“Not-a gonna laugh?” Mario asked. 

Luigi could feel his lips growing into a toothy smile. It was impossible to resist his need to smile and laugh. “N-Noho! Nehe- GAH! NO! N-Never!” Luigi yelled back. 

Mario tsked and shook his head. “Don’t-a make me use my mustache, Luigi~” Mario reminded him. 

Luigi froze in horror. No! Not the mustache! ANYTHING BUT THAT!

But…At the same time, he was determined to keep himself together. 

“Do…” Luigi turned his head to look at Mario out of the corner of his eye. He looked at him with a determined look. “Do your worst.” 

Luigi turned his head back around way too soon…Because Luigi had completely missed Mario’s huge, villainous grin. 

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. “Wha- WAAAAHH!” Luigi screamed as Mario blew a huge raspberry onto his belly. “BAAHAHAHAHAhahahaha! NOOOOOhohohohoho!” Luigi laughed, pushing his hands against Mario’s head of hair. 

Mario removed his lips from Luigi’s belly…then took in a deep breath before blowing another big raspberry onto Luigi’s belly. 

“EEEEHEHEHEHAHAHAHA! MAHARIOHOHOHO!” Luigi yelled. 

Mario removed his face from Luigi’s belly. “Yes Luigi?” Mario replied with a smug grin. 

“Stahahahahap!” Luigi begged, hugging his belly with his arms. 

Mario giggled. “But I did stop!” Mario reacted. “Why are you still laughing if I already stopped?” Mario asked. 

Luigi was giggling and smiling widely. “Ihihi dohohon’t knohow.” Luigi admitted. 

“So if I just…” Mario poked Luigi’s belly button. 

“WhaaAAAHAHAHA!” Luigi threw his head back with a large fit of laughter. “YAAAHAHAHAHAhahahaha! NOHOHO BEHEHELLY BUHUTTOHOHON!” Luigi begged. 

Mario laughed. “You’re so ticklish, Luigi. It would be a shame if Dr. E. Gadd just…happened to find out…” Mario teased. 

Luigi threw his head up so fast. “NO! DON’T TELL E. GADD!” Luigi ordered. 

“What is-a stopping me from telling him?” Mario asked. 

Luigi bit his lip. “Uuuuh…He’s not here?” Luigi asked. 

Mario shrugged his shoulders. “Actually, he IS here.” Mario told him. 

Luigi screeched. “WHAT?! Where?!” Luigi asked, looking towards the door. 

“Don’t you know? He’s in the room across from you!” Mario reacted. 

Luigi could feel sweat droplets falling down his face. 

Suddenly, Mario jumped off the bed and took off running to the door. Luigi SCREAMED in horror and sprinted after his brother. “MARIONO-”

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 seconds…

Then, Luigi remembered what he was supposed to be doing! 

Luigi opened the door and sprinted after his brother. “MARIO, I WILL BLIND YOU WITH-A MY FLASHLIGHT IF YOU TELL HIM!” Luigi shouted. 

Mario opened the door to Professor E. Gadd’s hotel room and skidded to a halt. “Elvin! I need to-a tell you-” 

Mario yelped as he was tackled to the ground by Luigi. “E. Gadd, ignore him. He had-a too many mushrooms-” 

Mario pushed Luigi off himself. “You are gonna LOVE this-” 

Luigi shoved a pillow into Mario’s face. “No you won’t! It’s a boring fact!” Luigi yelled back. 

Mario shoved the same pillow into Luigi’s face before pushing Luigi to the ground. “It’s-a really funny! I swear!” Mario yelled next. 

“Boys-” E. Gadd called. 

Luigi grabbed Mario by the waist and ground-slammed him to the floor. “SHUSH!” Luigi yelled at him.

“NEVER!” Mario yelled, reaching his hands backwards to grab at his sides. 

Luigi yelped and quickly started digging his own fingers into Mario’s hips. “You tell him, and I RUIN you!” Luigi threatened. 

Mario yelped and removed Luigi’s hands from his hips. “Is that a threat?” Mario asked. “Did you just-a threaten your big brother?!” Mario asked. 

“Are you scared, piccoletto?” Luigi asked. 

“Piccoletto?! Dice il bambino della famiglia!” Mario spat. 

“PARLARE INGLESE!” Luigi yelled. “SPEAK ENGLISH!” 

“Mi piacerebbe molto.” Mario replied with a smug look. “E. Gadd! Luigi is ti-” Luigi covered Mario’s mouth with his glove. “Stai zitto!!” Luigi yelled. 

“Boys…” E. Gadd called. 

Mario pulled Luigi’s hand off his mouth. “What happened to speaking english?!” Mario reacted. 

Luigi narrowed his eyes before smirking. “Mario has ticklish hips!” Luigi declared, looking at E. Gadd with a smug look. 

Mario gasped and placed a hand on his own chest to show his hurt. “You little-” Mario turned to Dr. E. Gadd. “Luigi is ticklish everywhere!” Mario yelled. 

“Am NOT!” Luigi yelled. 

“I...Am so confused.” E. Gadd muttered. 

“Are too!” Mario declared as he started skittering his fingers on Luigi’s ribs. 

Luigi yelped and threw his head back as he burst out laughing. “AIEEEEHEHEHEHE! NOHOHOHO!” Luigi yelled. 

“See? His-a ribs are a good spot too!” Mario told E. Gadd. 

E. Gadd nodded as he pulled out a notepad. “Intriguing…” 

Mario quickly started skittering his fingers in Luigi’s armpits this time. Luigi gasped and SHOUTED! He finally gave up wiggling and just flopped onto the ground in fits of cackles. 

E. Gadd bit his lip. “I’m glad to see you two together again. However…” E. Gadd showed him the notebook. “I am afraid I have some news…” 

Mario stopped tickling and put Luigi down. Then, he walked closer to the notebook so he could read the paper better. 

[The ghosts can hear you…~vO]

Mario widened his eyes as the written words finally registered in his head. 

“Uuh-...Uh oh…” Luigi muttered. 

Mario froze as he felt thousands of hollow eyes staring at him. 

“M-Mario? You…Might want toooooo…” Luigi mentioned to him.

Mario gulped. He didn’t 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.

“Good luck, boys.” E. Gadd told him as he slowly covered up his face with a gardening book.

Mario and Luigi both sprinted out of E. Gadd’s 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 mortal…meaning they would both run out of air eventually and have to give up. 

Eventually, the two boys were caught by the ghosts and tickled to oblivion. 

“YAHAHAHAHAHA! EEEHEHEHEHEHE NOHOHOHOHO!” Mario laughed. 

“E. GAAHAHAHAHAHADD! HEHEHEHELP UHUHUHUS!” Luigi pleaded. 

E. Gadd put in some earplugs that had the GADD SCIENCE™ logo printed into the sponge. Then, E. Gadd smiled as he watched the polterpup fly in with Luigi’s hat on his head. 

With Polterpup here to listen to the chaos, E. Gadd decided to spend some time reading the book before he would go to bed. 

Though…

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.

“Whoa...This place is really old...And fairly scary.” Logan admitted.

“Y-You think?!” Virgil yelled.

“Are you scared already?” Logan asked.

“We-we’re in an asylum man! Of course I’m freaked out!” Virgil reacted.

“Awww, muffin.” Logan teased.

Virgil punched him in the arm. “Shut up!”

Logan laughed at him and rubbed his arm.

Virgil was right: They were in an asylum. The asylum had little kid’s pictures on the walls, tables for the people to sit on, and more. It was so creepy. Virgil came across a little kid’s drawing of a house, and couldn’t help but tear up. These kids were probably desperate to go home. What a life to live…

“Hey Logan…” Virgil walked up to his brother. “How much do you wanna bet this kid missed home?” Virgil asked.

“Potentially a lot.” Logan replied.

Virgil put the drawing down on the table and looked around at more of the drawings. There were so many!

“One of these kids drew an airplane.” Virgil told him.

“Well, there is an airport nearby.” Logan mentioned.

“Really?” Virgil asked.

“Yup. It’s an old one.”

Virgil nodded and looked out the window they climbed through. “Is this place haunted?” Virgil asked.

“Potentially...I don’t quite know. I assume it will be quite haunted, considering its history.” 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 ‘Moving right along’. It was really cute looking.

He started singing the song to the melody that played, and smiled a little. Someone must’ve loved the Muppets.

But suddenly, a woosh of wind moved by him, and the music box’s glass shattered into a million pieces! Virgil quickly dropped the music box, and dusted off the glass shards. “Oh man…”

“What happened!?” Logan asked, removing the glass shards from his shoulders and kicked the still-spinning music box away from them. “You could’ve cut yourself.” Logan told him.

“It wasn’t my fault! Some wind shattered it!” Virgil told him.

“Uh huh…” Logan muttered.

“It...It’s true!” Virgil told him.

“I know...I know.” Logan told him. “Wind does that all the time.” he said with a smile.

Virgil frowned. “You don’t believe me at all.” Virgil told him.

“No...No I don’t.” Logan chuckled.

Virgil growled and started kicking the music box till the music box car fell off.

“Hey now...No need to be all spazzy about it. It’s gonna be fine.” Logan told him.

“IT HAPPENED, LOGAN!” Virgil shouted.

“I know, I know! Okay?! It’s fine!” 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.

“Hey Logan, how would you feel-” Virgil had turned around and widened his eyes. “...Logan?” Virgil asked.

Virgil looked around the haunted house and looked for Logan. “Loooogaaan!” Virgil called.

Suddenly, something grabbed him!

Virgil SCREAMED and turned around. “WHAT THE- Logan!” Virgil hugged his brother.

Logan giggled and gently punched Virgil’s arm. “I scared ya! I gotcha!” Logan teased.

“Ow- Yeah, you did.” Virgil admitted.

“It’s okay. It’s alright. I promise.” Logan told him as he started to tickle him.

“Yeheheah- Hehehehehey!” Virgil laughed.

“Hey what? Hey that tickles? Well I know it tickles. I can hear you clearly laughing.” Logan told him.

“STAHAHAHAP! WHYHYHYHY HEHEHERE?!” Virgil asked.

“Because you’re all spooked and you need to calm down a little.” Logan told him.

“IHIHI DOHOHO NAHAHAHAT!” Virgil argued.

“Well, you kinda do.” Logan told him.

“DOHOHO NAHAHA- BAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA! NAHAHAHAT THEHEHE AHAHARMPIHIHIHITS!” Virgil shouted.

Logan frowned in confusion. Armpits? Logan wasn’t tickling him on the armpits...He was tickling his sides. And the sides aren’t even close to his sides!

“What do you mean ‘not the armpits’?” Logan asked.

Virgil was squealing and squeezing his arms against his chest. “THAHAHAT- THAHAHAT’S NAHAHAT YOHOHOHOU?!” Virgil asked.

Logan removed his hands. “No! No it’s not! Look! No hands!” Logan showed him.

Virgil opened his eyes enough to see that Logan was telling the truth.

Wait...If Logan wasn’t tickling him, then WHO?!

“WHOHOHO’S TIHIHICKLIHIHING MEHEHEHE THEHEHEN?!” Virgil asked.

“I have no idea.” Logan admitted.

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-

“HEHEHEHELP! IHIHIHIT’S SOHOHOHO BAHAHAHAD!” Virgil begged.

Logan widened his eyes more. Oh no…They’re tickling him way too much!

“Hold on, I’m coming!” Logan grabbed a nearby stick and started swinging it around Virgil. But the stick only hit the thin air.

But suddenly, Logan felt something pick him up by the waist, and start tickling him on his side.

“Ohohoho! Thihihis ihihis sohohoho weihihihird!” Logan reacted.

“IHIHI KNOHOHOHOW! HAHAHAHAHAHA!” Virgil laughed.

Logan giggled and shook his head as he felt the shoe laces get untied. “NAHAHAT THEHERE!!” Virgil shouted.

Logan dropped the stick and tried to reach for the ghost. But of course, that didn’t work. Again, he only hit thin air.

The ghosts reached up to Logan’s armpits, and started tickling there! Funny thing, Virgil and Logan have one tickle spot in common: The armpits.

“BAHAHAHAHAHA! EEEEHEHEHEHEHEHE!” Logan laughed.

“AHAHARMPIHIHIHITS!?” Virgil asked.

“YEHEHEHES!” Logan replied.

“IHIHI KNEHEHEHEW IHIHIHIHIT!” Virgil told him.

“HEHEHEHEHEHELP! HEHEHELP UHUHUHUHUS! IHIHIHIT’S SOHOHOHO TIHIHIHICKLIHIHISH!” Virgil shouted.

“PLEHEHEHEASE HEHEHEHELP!” Logan begged.

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.

“HEHEHEHELLOHOHOHO?!” 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 wouldn’t!

“OHOHO NOHOHO! NAHAHAT MYHYHYHY FEHEHEHEHEET!!” Virgil begged.

“NAHAHAHAT HIHIHIS FEHEHEHEET! HEHEHEHE’LL DIHIHIHIE!” Logan begged for him.

“IHIHIHI’LL DIHIHIHIHIE!” Virgil told him.

Logan tried to push the hands out of his armpits. But all he could feel was air. Only air.

“IHIHIHI’M BEHEHEHEGGIHIHING! LEHEHEHET GOHOHOHOHO!” Virgil begged.

Finally, the shoe made a smack sound on the ground, and a ghost started to tickle Virgil’s foot. Virgil SCREAMED and completely went silent.

“STAHAHAHAP IHIHIHIT! HEHEHE’S DYHYHYIHIHIHING!” Logan begged.

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 couldn’t stop giggling if his life depended on it.

“Ihihihi...Thahahahanks.” Virgil told him.

Out of nowhere, a finger started drawing on his back.

“Y-o-u-’-r-e w-e-l-c-o-m-e” was what it said.

Virgil smiled and looked behind his back. “I’m Virgil.” virgil told him.

“Who are you talking to?” Logan asked.

Another ghost walked up to Logan and wrote a message to him.

“M-e”

Logan widned his eyes and...smiled.

“Nice to meet you...I suppose.” Logan reacted kindly.

N-i-c-e t-o m-e-e-t y-o-u t-o-o” The ghost wrote.

“I’m Logan.” Logan told him.

Then, both ghosts started writing something on both backs at the same time;

‘T-i-c-k-l-e t-i-m-e”

And then the tickling started up all over again…