a weird little freak and his funny laugh
I ABSOLUTELY LOVE THE FACT THAT HEâS NOT ONLY CANONICALLY TICKLISH BUT ALSO GOT DEFEATED BY THE ONE THING HE USED TO GET GRIMâS SCYTHE WHEN HE WAS HUMAN
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a weird little freak and his funny laugh
I ABSOLUTELY LOVE THE FACT THAT HEâS NOT ONLY CANONICALLY TICKLISH BUT ALSO GOT DEFEATED BY THE ONE THING HE USED TO GET GRIMâS SCYTHE WHEN HE WAS HUMAN

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Oooooooh! I think the prompt âSmile for me!â would be great with lee!Beppi and ler!Grim Matchstick. Beppi had a bad performance or something and Grim, wanting to help a friend out, trying to cheer him up! Just a thought.
AAAAAA Iâm sorry this took so long lol but this prompt was so adorable I just had to do it justice!! I hope you like đ
this may also be considered a sequel to Whoâs Afraid of the Big Bad Dragon? c:
Funny Business
However far off, Grim Matchstick recognised crying when he heard it.
He wasnât used to hearing it here, though, on his daily glide over the typically cheerful chaos of the carnival when he spotted a lone figure huddled behind one of the tents, away from the bustling crowds. Heâd recognise that colourful face anywhere - but heâd never seen it look so miserable before.
âB-BeppiâŚ?â
âHuh - Grimmy!â His friend startled as Grim descended from the sky, springing to his feet with a smile, but it didnât light up his face like usual. âWhat a super duper dragon-sized surprise! I didnât even see you there - mustâve had my head in the clouds, ha! Get it, âcauseâŚballoons - airâŚâ Beppi faltered, looking close to deflating for a moment before he cleared his throat and rubbed his hands together. âAnyway! What can I do ya for?â
âOh - I was just p-passing by and I heard, uhâŚâ Grim fidgeted with his claws, taking in the dull pink tinge of Beppiâs usually bright yellow eyes, the telltale tear tracks smudging the paint around his cheeks. It was painful to see his pal in this state - and even more so when we he was obviously struggling to keep up the happy act. âA-Are you okay? Itâs not like you to hide away from an audienceâŚâ
âPffft, Iâm just fine, dandy as candy, donât you worry!â Beppi waved a hand dismissively, but his smile was growing shakier by the second. âJust a rough crowd, thatâs all, but thatâs the biz! Even if - even if no one laughed the entire show until someone started throwing popcorn - that doesnât mean youâre a failure of a funnyman who should probably just pack up the rubber chickens already âcause the people deserve a good clown, and - andâŚâ
âH-hey, sssh, donât be silly! Well - s-s-sillier than usualâŚâ Grim slid his arm around Beppiâs shoulders, pulling him into an awkward but heartfelt hug. He was more used to making people cry - albeit unintentionally - than comforting them, but Beppi immediately threw his arms around him, sniffling into Grimâs scaly shoulder as he patted his back. âItâs gonna be okay. D-do you want me to get Djimmi, orâŚ?â
âNo!â Beppiâs head jerked up in alarm, grabbing Grimâs arm with both hands as if afraid heâd fly away. âNo, donât tell Djim, I donât want him to - no sense causing a kerfuffle over silly olâ me. Look, Iâm feeling better already, see?â He rubbed his eyes before baring his teeth in an unconvincing, slightly unsettling grimace.
Grim frowned, not buying it, but then an idea sparked. He wasnât sure if itâd work, but Beppi always tried his darnedest to cheer him up when he needed it, so maybe it was high time he returned the favour.
âC-câmon, you call that a smile? I know you can do better than that - you taught me how to smile, remember? Letâs see, I think it w-went a little something like thisâŚâ
Beppiâs eyes widened in realisation as Grimâs stubby but strong arms encircled him before he could bolt. âGrimmy, wait, you donât gottahahaha -!â He instantly burst into giggles as Grim scooped him up, wiggling his claws under his arms as he did so.
âGotcha - there it is!â Grim beamed triumphantly down at his âpreyâ, cradling him in his wings so his claws were free to scribble and pinch at his sides. âMy f-f-favourite laugh - see, such a swell clown, the best, the sweetest liâl ball of giggles! Whatever would we all do without it, without you?â
He may have been teasing, but Grim meant every word; tickling Beppi was like a carnival game in itself, his reward the honks, snorts and squeaks of pure delight as he ineffectively batted at Grimâs hands, only making him want to try every spot to see what other noises he might win. âOkahahay, okay, Iâm smihihihilinâ!â
âF-folks canât get enough of this one - heâs a r-real rib-tickler!â Grim lifted his tail to loop around Beppiâs wrists, retracting his spikes so as not to hurt him while leaving him at the mercy of his claws as they danced over his ribs like a piano - evidently hitting the right notes as Beppi squealed with laughter, bucking and writhing in his grip.
âHehehey - thahahatâs my johohohoke!â
âThen itâs g-gotta be a good one, right, with how much youâre laughing!â Grim couldnât help chuckling himself, affectionately nuzzling his snout into Beppiâs neck. âMmm, the t-t-tickle monsterâs got a real taste for giggly little clowns. I think I spy a s-snack!â
He began nibbling, careful with his fangs, from Beppiâs neck down over his ribs and lingering at his belly until he was shrieking helplessly, the vibrations almost tickling Grim too.
âNooohohoho not thahahat! Iâm toohoohoo -!â Beppiâs laughter tumbled out in loud, uncontrollable, infectious peals when Grim flickered his forked tongue over the dip of his bellybutton, long beyond coherent speech, but he could just about decipher one word:
ââŚmy mahahahakeuhuhupâŚ!â
âOh!â Snapping out of his merciless monster role, Grim stopped, uncoiling his tail from Beppiâs wrists and letting him flop into his arms. âS-sorry - I got a little carried awayâŚâ
âD-dohonât be. I needed that.â If Beppiâs facepaint was smeared before, he now resembled a candy cane that had been left in the sun too long - but one glowing with genuine joy and gratitude, still giggling weakly as he hugged Grimâs neck. âHow about that, I created a tickle monster! Iâm so proud! And just a teensy bit terrified.â
âYou brought this on yoursehehelf!â Grim snorted as Beppiâs fingers scrabbled up his neck and behind his ears, before somersaulting neatly out of his arms before he could retaliate. He stuck his tongue out in response, waggling it in playful threat. âM-maybe next time, Iâll bring a couple extra heads.â
âOooh, themâs fightinâ words.â Beppi gasped in faux-offence, clutching his heart theatrically. âYa donât wanna mess with a clown, Grimbo - we always get the last laugh. Speaking of - yikes, better skedaddle to make the next show. Canât let the kiddies see me like this, theyâll think itâs the ghost train! Hey - why donât you come with! Guest of honour?â
Grim opened his mouth to politely decline - his appearance at any show usually caused more trouble than it was worth - but Beppiâs eyes were so big and hopeful, his grin restored to its usual irresistible brilliance in a way he couldnât help but feel a little proud of, and, well, who was Grim to turn down the greatest show in Inkwell? Besides, he had a feeling folks would be a lot less hasty to heckle Beppi with a dragon in his court.
âSure. Iâd b-be tickled.â