This story is a direct follow-up to “Toriel’s “Annoying” Tickle Torture.” You guys know what that means, right? It means that Frisk and Toriel are going to do something tickle-related! And over the course of 10 chapters each consisting of 2700+ words, literally anything can happen! So, enjoy; everyone! :D

PART 2: http://www.furaffinity.net/view/30301868/
PART 3: http://www.furaffinity.net/view/30325522/
PART 4: http://www.furaffinity.net/view/30325612/
PART 5: http://www.furaffinity.net/view/30351613/
PART 6: http://www.furaffinity.net/view/30351649/
PART 7: http://www.furaffinity.net/view/30375580/

Undertale© Toby Fox.

TICKLE… OR BE TICKLED!!

Chapter 1: A “Humerus” Wake-Up Call

It is a Saturday morning at Toriel’s house and Toriel and Sans have just finished eating breakfast together. As one of his several part-time jobs, Sans works at a 24-hour hardware store from 2am-8am every other Saturday and today happened to be one of those Saturdays he had to work there. So, in response to this, Toriel insisted that he come over to her house after his shift was over for breakfast rather than going to one of the local diners like he normally does. Toriel takes great pride in cooking for others. Especially those closest to her! :D

8:50am…

Sans: What an EGG-cellent breakfast, Tori. Thanks for BACON for me. That TOAST-tally hit the spot. Hehehehehe.

Toriel: Hee hee hee! No problem, Sans. …It was “MUFFIN.” *said Toriel as she held up a muffin for Sans to see* Hee hee hee!

Sans: Hehehehe. Good one. …And my god, I still can’t believe all that torture you went through last night! If that was me, I think I would’ve gone completely insane! I’m quite ticklish myself, you know!

Last night, Toriel was tied to her reclining chair by Frisk and then she got tickle tortured by both her and Toby (The Annoying Dog) for an entire hour! The reason for this is because Toby felt that doing so would be WAY MORE entertaining than eating her pies without her permission and trying to steal her prized possessions (two incredibly compulsive habits of his). And it was too! :) When he and Frisk tickled Toriel last night, they focused almost entirely on her big insanely ticklish feet and they made her scream, squeal, and shriek the night away with tons and tons of rich, hearty, hysterical, and maniacal laughter that was oh so satisfying to listen to. :) And because tickling Toriel was way more entertaining, Toby made a deal with the former Queen of the Monsters herself that he will stop eating her food without her permission and trying to steal her possessions so long as he gets tie her up and tickle her at least once a month with help from at least one of her children, a deal that Toriel made very little hesitation to agree to. Anything to put an end to that little white troublemaker’s compulsive habits! And since Toriel felt that Sans would find out about this deal of theirs eventually, she felt the need to tell him everything that happened to her last night as soon as possible and just flat out get the entire thing off her chest instead of trying to keep it all a secret from him. And that’s exactly what she did all the while she and Sans ate breakfast.

Toriel: Oh really? *asked Toriel all cheekily after hearing Sans tell her that he’s ticklish*

Sans: (OH *BLEEP*, WHY DID I TELL HER THAT?!) Um… no! Forget I said that! I’m not ticklish at all, actually! *lied Sans as his usual laid-back smile turned into a worried smile* Ehehehehehehehehehehehehe. *Sans chuckled nervously*

Sans usually does an exceptional job keeping his own personal secrets to himself. But right just now however, and quite possibly due to how comfortable he is around Toriel, he accidentally let one of them slip out. Very few individuals know that Sans is ticklish and now that he’s told Toriel, he has inadvertently added someone to that group of individuals. But maybe not though, because there’s a chance that lying to Toriel about not being ticklish at all immediately afterwards proved to be effective.

Toriel: ………

Sans: Um, Tori? *asked Sans nervously as his bones shook and rattled and with fear*

Toriel: .........

San: Tori?!

Toriel: …Ok, I’ll take your word for it. *replied Toriel, all proud of herself for making Sans nervous just now*

Sans: (Whew! That was a close one!)

Toriel could tell that Sans was lying to her when he told her that he wasn’t ticklish. But rather than finding out if that claim of his was truly false, Toriel instead asked Sans if he wanted to help her with something she’s been planning to do yet this morning.

Toriel: But I know someone who is. *said Toriel all singsongy and with a wide smile on her face* And it just so happens that she’s sleeping upstairs at this very moment just waiting for one, or BOTH OF US, to wake her up.

Sans: Ooh, I think I know where you’re going with this, Tori. Hehehe. *chuckled Sans*

Toriel: Hee hee hee! I’m glad you do. Now, let’s go upstairs, shall we?

Sans: Hehe, sure, whatever TICKLES your fancy, Tori. Hehehe.

With that said; Toriel and Sans started creeping slowly and silently upstairs to Frisk and Chara’s bedroom where Frisk is currently sleeping. And once the female boss monster and lazy skeleton got there, they were surprised to see that Frisk’s bare feet were sticking out from under her blanket as she slept soundly on her back, thus making their plan to wake her up much easier to carry out.

Sans: Hehehe. This will surely be an astounding “FEET,” won’t it, Tori? *joked Sans quietly*

Tori: Pfffffft, Sans, save the jokes and puns for later. We need to be quiet. *replied Toriel quietly while struggling a small bit to hold in her laughter*

Sans: Oh right, sorry, hehe.

Then, a few moments later, Toriel and Sans snuck quietly over to Frisk’s bed. And then, without waking Frisk, they sat at the foot of the bed right next to her bare feet and held her legs against the bed in order to prevent her from kicking and/or trying to escape all the while they do whatever it is they’re planning to do to wake her up (Toriel is sitting next to Frisk’s right foot and is holding her right leg against the bed with her left hand and Sans is sitting next to Frisk’s left foot and is holding her left leg against the bed with his right hand).

Toriel: Ready, Sans?

Sans: Ready, Tori. *replied Sans cheekily*

Toriel: On my command. …3… 2… 1… TICKLE!!

At that moment, Toriel and Sans began tickling Frisk’s bare feet ever so slightly with their free hands, in turn causing the 12-year-old girl herself to immediately wake up and start laughing, squealing and shrieking.

Frisk: EEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEK!!!!!!! AHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAAHHAAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAAHAHAHAHAHA AHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAAHAHHAAHAHAHAHA!!!!!!! WHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHHAAT THE HEHEHEHEHEHEHEHHHEHEHEHEHELL!!!!!!! EEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEK!!!!!!! BWAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAAHAHAHAHAHAHAAHAHAHA AHAHAHAHHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAAAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAAHAHAHAHAAHAHAHAA~!!!!!!! *laughed Frisk as she wiggled her extremely ticklish feet and toes frantically as a means of dealing with the tickles being delivered to them by Toriel’s furry fingers and Sans’s bony fingers, two types of fingers that tickle WAY MORE than human fingers*

Toriel: Wakey, wakey, my child! Hee hee hee! *teased Toriel*

Frisk: AHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!!!!!! MAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHHAAAM, AHAHAHAHAHAHAHAAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA, WHAHAHAHAHAHAT IS THIS FOHOHOHOHOHOHOHOHOHOHOHOR?!!!!!!! *asked Frisk through her laughter despite already knowing the exact reason as to why her mother is currently tickling her* EEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEK!!!!!!! FWAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA AHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!!!!!! AND SAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAANS?!!!!!!! AAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHHAAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA, SAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHANS, YOHOHOHOHOOHOHOHOHOOOHOU’RE HELPING HER?!!!!!!! *asked Frisk through her laughter immediately after noticing that Sans was ticking her too* EEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEK!!!!!!! WAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAAHAHAHAHAHAHAAHHAHAHAHAHAAHAHAHAHA AHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAAHAHA~!!!!!!!

As playful revenge for tickle torturing her with help from a little white mischievous dog last night, Toriel decided to wake Frisk up by tickling her extremely sensitive feet with help from Sans! :D And to Toriel’s surprise, Frisk woke up the very moment she and Sans touched her feet. But the only reason that happened however is because Toriel’s furry fingers and Sans’s bony fingers tickle WAY MORE than human fingers.

Sans: Hehehe! That’s right, I am, kiddo! And by the looks of it, we just deFEETed you! Hahahahahahahahahaha! Am I right, Tori?

Toriel: Hahahahahahaha! You abSOLElutely are, Sans! I mean, just listen to that laughter of hers! Hee hee hee! It’s SO CUTE!

Sans: Haha! I know, right? I could listen to it all day! …Music to my nonexistent ears!

Frisk: AHAHAHAHAAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAAAHA!!!!!!! MAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAM, SAHAHAHAHAHAHAHANS, PLEEHEEHEEHEEHEEHEEASE!!!!!!!! AHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!!!!!! STAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAP TICKLING MY FEET!!!!!!! WEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEHEEEHEEHEEHEEHEEHEEHEEHEEHEEHEEHEEHEEHEEHEEHEE HEEHEEHEEHEEHEEEHEEHEEHEEHEEHEEHEEHEEHEEHEEHEEHEEHEEHEEHEEHEEHEE~!!!!!!!

Toriel: In a minute, my child! Hee hee hee! *teased Toriel as she and Sans sped up tickling Frisk’s feet at the same time*

Frisk: PFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFT!!!!!!!!!! WAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA AHAHAHAHAHAHAHAAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!!!!!!!!! NOHOHOHOOHOHOHOHOHOHOHOHOHOHOHOHOHOHOHO, *SNORT* DOHOHOHOHOHHOHOHOHOHOOHON’T… *SNORT* AHAHAHAHAHAHAHHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA AHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAAHHAAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAAHA!!!!!!!!!! *Frisk laughed so hard she couldn’t finish her sentence*

Sans: Hey, Tori, concentrate on her heels! Papyrus told me they’re ESPECIALLY TICKLISH!!

Tori: Hee hee hee! Ok, Sans, sure! And while we’re at it, do you think we should tickle her cute little toes too! Because I think we should!

Sans: Oh yes, TOEtally! Hehehe!

Toriel: Heeheeheeheeheeheehee!! *giggled Toriel after hearing Sans’s pun* Oh, Sans!! Heeheeheeheeheeheehee!!

With all of that said; Toriel and Sans both began wiggling their fingers against Frisk’s heels with their free hands. And then a few seconds afterwards, they took the hands they were using to hold her legs against the bed and started using them to tickle her toes. Toriel wiggled all five toes on Frisk’s right foot one by one the same way she does when performing “This Little Piggy” (or “This Little Temmie”) on them and Sans took 4 of his 5 bony fingers and sawed all 4 of the spaces in between her toes on her left foot. All while using their other hands to tickle torture her heels.

Frisk: EEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEK!!!!!!!!!! WAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAA HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAAHHAAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAAHAHAHA!!!!!!!!!! *SNORT* *SNORT* *SNORT* AHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHHAHAHAHAHAAAHAHAHAAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA AHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAAHAHAHAHA!!!!!!!!!! *SNORT* *SNORT* EEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEK!!!!!!!!!! JNFDGUIWERGNJSIBODNVLXJCBHGQILWERNBGILSJVNBWHLWJNKFASJBSD!!!!!!!!!! BWAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHHAHAHA!!!!!!!!!! HQIUEGWRHJBSHUYBHUFQBFERBVHWEASBKEUFRQYHBFDKSBARKDHJFBEAJF!!!!!!!!!! EEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEK!!!!!!!!!! GAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAAHAAAHAHA!!!!!!!!!! *SNORT* *SNORT* *SNORT* EEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEHEEHEEHEEHEEHEEHEEHEEHEEHEEHEEHEEHEEHEEHEE HEEHEEHEEHEEHEEHEEHEEHEEHEEHEEHEEHEEHEEHEEEEHEEHEEHEEHEEHEEHEE~!!!!!!!!!! *Frisk laughed so hard she cried*

One minute later…

Toriel: Hee hee hee! Ok, Sans, I think she’s had enough. We don’t want to take things too far, now do we? *asked Toriel as she stopped tickling Frisk*

Sans: Hehe. No, I suppose we shouldn’t, Tori. *replied Sans as he stopped tickling Frisk*

Frisk: Heeheeheeheeheeheeheeheeheeheeheeheeheeheeheeheeheeheeheehee!!!! *giggled Frisk maniacally due to the aftereffects of the tickles to her little feet*

Sans: Hehe. You ok there, kiddo?

Frisk: .........

Sans: Uh, kiddo? *asked Sans with a slightly worried tone in his voice*

Frisk: ………

Sans: Frisk, say something! *shouted Sans worriedly*

Then, completely out of the blue, Frisk threw her blanket off of her and onto the floor; then, she lunged towards Sans and pulled him towards her; and then, she pinned Sans face-down on her bed. Frisk is stronger than she looks! ;) Then, after all of that, she stuck her hands underneath Sans’s black work t-shirt and wiggled all ten of her fingers against his spine, HIS MOST TICKLISH SPOT!!!

Sans: PFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFT!!!!!!!!! AHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHHAHAAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAA AHAHAHAHAHAHHAHAHAHAHAAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAAHAAHAAHAHAHAAA!!!!!!!!!! *SNORT* FRISK, NOHOHOHOHOHHOHOHOHOHOHOHOHOHOHO, *SNORT* DON’T TICKLE MEEHEEHEEHEEHEEHEEHEEHEEHEEHEE!!!!!!!!! *SNORT* AHAHAHAHAAHHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAAHAHHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA AHAHAHAHAHAHHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHHAHAHAHHAHAHAAHAHA!!!!!!!!!! TOHOHOHOHOHOHOHOHORI, HEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHELP!!!!!!!!!! *WHEEZE* AHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA AHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!!!!!!!!! *WHEEZE* BWAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHHAAHHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAAHAHAHAHAHA AHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA~!!!!!!!!!! *Sans laughed hilariously as he kicked his legs and pounded his bony fists*

But Sans’s plead for help proved to be ineffective. Because rather than saving Sans from Frisk, Toriel decided to help Frisk tickle him instead! But just for a little while though. :)

Toriel: Well, well, well, it looks like someone lied to me about not being ticklish! *stated Toriel with a wide smile on her face*

Sans: AHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAAHAHAHAHAHAHAAHAHAHA!!!!!!!!!! *SNORT* I’M SORRY, TOHOHOHOHOHOHOHOHOHOHOHOHOHORI!!!!!!!!!! *SNORT* AHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!!!!!!!!! JUST PLEEHEEHEEHEEHEEHEEHEEHEEASE HELP ME OUT HEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHERE!!!!!!!!!! *SNORT* AHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA AHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!!!!!!!!! *SNORT* THIS KIDDO’S REALLY, AHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA, “TICKLIN’ MY FUNNY BOHOHOHOHOHOHOHOHOHOHOHOOHOHOHOHHONE!!!!!!!!!!” *SNORT* BWAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!!!!!!!!! *WHEEZE* OOOOOOOOOOOOOOOHOOHOOOHOOHOOOHOOHOOHOOHOOHOOHOOHOOHOOOHOO HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA~!!!!!!!!!!

Toriel: It’s ok, Sans. I forgive you. *replied Toriel as she sat on the bed and wrapped her arm around Sans’s ankles* But still, lying is something that’s quite frowned upon! And for that, you deserve some PUNishment! *claimed Toriel as she slipped off Sans’s slippers and removed his white socks*

With that said; Toriel then began tickling Sans’ bony feet with a few of her astonishingly tickly furry fingers on her free hand, causing the poor extremely ticklish skeleton to squeal like a little girl in response.

Toriel: Coochie coochie coo, little skelly! Hee hee hee! Tickle, tickle! *teased Toriel as she began tickling Sans’s feet and in between and under all ten of his bony toes*

Sans: EEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEAHAHAHAHAHAAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA AHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAAHA!!!!!!!!!! NO, TOHOHOHHOHOOHOHOHHOHOHORI, *SNORT* NOHOHOHOHOHOHOHOHOHOHOHOHOHOHOHHOHOHOHOHO!!!!!!!!!! *SNORT* AHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAAHAHAHAHAHHAHAAHAHAHAHAHAAHA!!!!!!!!!! STAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAAHAHHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAAP!!!!!!!!!! *WHEEEZE* PLEEEEHEEHEEHEEHEEHEEHEEHEEHEEHEEHEEHEEHEEHEEHEEHEEASE!!!!!!!!!! EEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEOHOHOHOHOHHOHHOHOHHOHOHOOHHO HOHOHOHOHOHOHOHOHOHOHOHOHOHOAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAAHAHAHAHAHAHAAHAHAHA AHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAAHAHAHAHAAHAHAHAHAHAAHA~!!!!!!!!!!

Frisk: Hahaha! All right, Mom! *chuckled Frisk* Tickle those bony feet real good! And while you’re doing that, I’m gonna start tickling these ribbies!

And so she did! With all ten of her fingers, Frisk began poking, rubbing, scratching, and drumming almost every single one of Sans’s extremely sensitive ribs as he continued laughing, snorting, squealing, and wheezing due to Toriel’s ticklish assault on his bare bony feet! :D

Sans: NOHOHOHOHOHOHOHOHO, *SNORT* KIDDOHOHOHOHOHOHOHO, *SNORT* NAHAHAAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAAHAHAHAT *SNORT* THE RIBS, *SNORT* EEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEAHAHAHAAHAHAHA AHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAAHAHHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHHAHAHAHAHAHAHA AHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!!!!!!!!! *WHEEZE* NAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAT THE RIBS, *WHEEZE* EEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE AHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA~!!!!!!!!!!

Well, it looks like Sans is… BONEd! Because with Frisk tickling his spine and ribs and Toriel tickling his feet; he’s struggling heavily to maintain his composure as his bones tingle and rattle like you would not believe! In addition, he’s kicking his legs as much as his limited movement allows him to do so, he’s trying incredibly hard to use a “short cut” to escape but to no avail, and he’s laughing so hard and so much to the point that he’s squealing and wheezing as if he’s going to run out of breath as he consistently pleads his ticklers to stop what they’re doing and to just let him go already. And fortunately for him, that’s exactly what they’re going to do… in about three more minutes. But they’re not going to tell him that though! ;)

Sans: AHAHAHAHAHAAHHAHAHAHAHAAHAHAHAHAHAHAHHAAHAHAHAHAHAAHAHAHAHAHA AHAHAHAHAHAHAAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAAHAHAHAAHAHAHAAHA!!!!!!!!!! *SNORT* *SNORT* AHAHAHAHAHAHAHAAHAHAHAHAHAHAHHAHAHAHAHAAHAHAHAHAHA!!!!!!!!!! *WHEEZE* EEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEHEEHEEHEEHEEHEEHEEHEE HOHOHOHOHOHOHOHOHOHOHOHOHOHOHOHOHOHOHOHOHOHOHOHOHOHOHOHOHOHO HAHAHAHAHAHAHAAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAAHAHAHA AHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA AHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA~!!!!!!!!!!

After what felt like 15 minutes to Sans but was really only 3 minutes, Frisk and Toriel officially stopped tickling the short comedic skeleton himself and then they helped him up off of Frisk’s bed the moment he was ready to stand up.

Toriel: Glad to see you’re doing ok, Sans.

Sans: Hey, thanks. And again, I’m sorry I lied to you earlier. *Sans apologized while putting his socks and slippers back on*

Toriel: And again, it’s ok, Sans. Seriously, it’s ok.

Sans: Hehe. Good. Glad to hear that.

Toriel: And you! *said Toriel sharply as she turned her attention to Frisk* Just how on earth did you know that Sans is ticklish, my child?

Frisk: …Ummmmm… w-w-well, y-you see, Mom, uhhhhhhhhhhh… t-t-t-the last time I slept over at his house, P-P-Papyrus, MK, and I… may… or may not have… uhhhhh, t-t-tickled him for about an hour… t-to g-get revenge on him… f-for every single one of those pranks he pulled on everyone… d-d-during the month of April. *replied Frisk with an incredibly nervous smile on her face* Ehehehehehehehehehe.

Toriel: Oh, is that so? *asked Toriel as she walked slowly towards Frisk*

Frisk: …Ummmm, y-y-yeah. …You remember, “April Fool’s Month,” d-don’t you, Mom?

Toriel: Of course I do! Sans was very mischievous that month! And even thought that was quite possibly the PERFECT REVENGE, it’s an action that should not go unpunished! So... tickle, tickle, tickle! *teased Toriel as she started tickling Frisk’s sides*

Frisk: AHAHAAHHAHAHHAAHAHAHAHAHAHHHAHAHAAHAHAHAHAHAAHHAHAAHA!! MAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAAHAHAHAHAM, STHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAP!! BWAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA~!! *laughed Frisk frantically as she fell to the floor*

Toriel: Hee hee hee! Kitchie, kitchie, koo, my child! Hee hee hee! *teased Toriel as she kneeled down on the floor right next to her ticklish daughter while continuing to tickle her*

About thirty seconds later, Toriel moved her hands over to Frisk’s belly, HER MOST TICKLISH SPOT! :D

Frisk: EEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEK!!!!!!! BWAHAHAHHAHAHAHAHAHAHAAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAAHA AHAHAHAHAHAAHAHAHAHAHAAHAHAHAHAHAAHAHAHAHAHAAHAHAHAHAAHAAHA!!!!!!! NOHOHOHOOOHOHOHOOHOHOHOHOHOHOHOHOHO, *SNORT* AHAHAHAHAHAHAHAAHAHAHAHAHAHAHHAAHAHAHAHA, *SNORT* NAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAAT THE BELLY!!!!!!! *SNORT* GAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAAHA!!!!!!! EEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEK!!!!!!! *SNORT* AHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAAHAHAHHAHAHAA HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA~!!!!!!! *Frisk laughed hysterically as she squirmed and thrashed in Toriel’s clutches*

Toriel: Hee hee hee! I just love how much more ticklish you are than Chara, my child! Hee hee hee!

45 seconds later…

Frisk: AHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA~!!!!!!!

Toriel: Hee hee hee! Ok, I’ll stop now. *said Toriel as she stopped tickling Frisk*

Frisk: Heeheeheeheeheeheeheeheeheeheeheeheeheehee!!!! Thahahahahahahahahahahahahanks!!!! Heeheeheeheeheeheeheeheeheeheehee~!!!! *giggled Frisk as she wiggled in place on the floor*

Toriel: Hee hee hee! You’re welcome, my child. Say, Sans, would you mind “giving her a hand?” *asked Toriel while winking*

Sans: Hehe. I’ll do you one better, Tori. …I’ll give her two. *replied Sans after seeing Toriel’s wink*

With that said; Sans proceeded to “give Frisk two hands.” But the way he did so however was NOT what Toriel was expecting. By winking at Sans, Toriel was giving him a signal to tickle her. But instead of doing that, Sans pulled both of his hands out of their sockets and then he gently tossed them onto Frisk’s chest.

Frisk: Sans, what the heck, man?!!! *asked Frisk very worriedly*

Toriel: *horrified gasp* Sans, that wasn’t meant to be taken literally!!! *shouted Toriel very worriedly*

Frisk and Toriel are both shocked after seeing what Sans has done. Up until now, they had absolutely no idea that Sans was capable of removing his own hands!

Sans: Hehe. Relax, you two, nothin’ to worry about. I can easily reattach them. …But before I do, I’d like to… do something first.

Toriel: And what would that be, Sans?

Sans: Why, THIS, of course! Hehehe.

Not even one second later, something completely unexpected happened. Sans’s disembodied hands began tickling Frisk’s ribs!! :O Oh no! Sans has full control of his hands even when they’re not attached to his body!!

Frisk: PFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFT!!! AHAHAHAHAHAHAHHAHAHAHAHAAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAAHAHAHAHAHAHAAHAHAHA AHAHAHAHAAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAAHAHAHAHAHAHAAHAHAHAHAAHAHAHHAHAHA!!!!!!! HOHOHOHOHOHOHOHOHOHOHOHOHOLY CRAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAP!!!!!!! AHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAAHAHAHAHAHAAHAHA!!!!!!! HOHOHOHOHOHOHOHOHOHOHOHOHOHOHOHOHOHOW THE HEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHECK ARE YOU DOOHOOHOOHOOHOOHOOHOOING THAT, AHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAA, SAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHANS?!!!!!!! *asked Frisk confusedly and frantically through her hysterically contagious laughter* BWAHAHAHAHAHAAHHAAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAAHAHA!!!!!!! EEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEK!!!!!!! GAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAAHHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA~!!!!!!!

Sans: Magic, duh. Have you learned nothing about monsters and skeletons during the past seven months, kiddo? *asked Sans curiously*

Frisk: EEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEK!!!!!!! GAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAAHHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA AHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAAHAHAHAHAHAAHA~!!!!!!!

30 seconds later, Sans’ disembodied hands began crawling all the way down Frisk’s legs to her ankles.

Frisk: AHAHAHAHAHAAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAAHHAHAA!! *Frisk laughed preciously as the hands crawled down her legs to her ankles* SAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHANS, AHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA, WHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAAHAT ARE THEY DOOHOOHOOHOOHOOHOOING NOW?!! AHAHAHAHAHAAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA~!!

Sans: Oh, you’ll see, kiddo. You’ll see. *replied Sans with an “evil” look on his face* Hehehe.

Moments later, Sans’s hands grabbed onto Frisk’s ankles and began holding her legs against the floor for some reason. *wink wink* ;)

Sans: Say, Frisk, remember when I said I would get revenge on you and MK after you crazy kids and Papyrus tickled me (and after my dear old dad creeped the living hell out of all of us with a “prank” of his own) that one night?

Frisk: Ummmmm, y-yes? *replied Frisk incredibly nervously* Is… Is this it, by chance?

Sans: Hehe. No. This is only a mere sample, kiddo. …So here, have fun.

With all of that said; Sans’s left eye immediately turned blue and then he summoned… 4 FOOTBALL-SIZED GASTER BLASTERS to tickle Frisk’s feet! :O

Frisk: *gasp* NO, WAIT, NOT THE BLAST… *the 4 blasters start ticking her feet* EEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE- EEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEK!!!!!!!!!! BWAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAAHAHAHAHHAHAHAHAHAHA HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA AHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!!!!!!!!! *SNORT* *SNORT* *SNORT* GAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!!!!!!!!! *SNORT* *SNORT* *SNORT* EEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEK!!!!!!!!!! KORJEGUIJBNWIRTNVJWRSUVNIJBXKNASJVHBKJVBHKWENRIUABSVLJBSVHSBNRJHBSJVBRAHS ABVJHABVHFBSJBRSHERBVJBSRHJBSJE!!!!!!!!!! EEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEK!!!!!!!!!! AHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA AHAHAHHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAAHAHA~!!!!!!!!!!

Toriel: Oh my goodness, Sans!!! *shouted Toriel, who was shocked but at the same time impressed by Sans’s current method of tickling*

With 4 Gaster Blasters tickling her extremely ticklish feet in such cynical ways, Frisk has lost herself in a massive sea of extremely maniacal laughter. Sans is tickling Frisk by having 2 of these blasters… LICK HER SOLES… and the other two blasters… NIBBLE ON HER TOES! :O Up until now, Frisk did not think Sans’s magical blasters had the ability to tickle and overall, she can just not believe the devastatingly ticklish sensations being provided to her by the magical tongues and teeth on these things! The blasters’ tongues and teeth tickle more than feathers, paintbrushes, combs, and forks combined! And to make matters worse, these are just the effects of small blasters! If big blasters were to tickle Frisk, there is a strong possibility of them providing even more intense tickling effects than that of the small blasters. And if that were to happen, the young 12-year-old brown-haired girl might just lose all hope of her sanity. Frisk shudders at that thought and for the most part, she hopes she won’t ever have to find out. A girl like her is already ticklish as it is! But deep, deep down though, part of her actually does want to find out if Sans’s big blasters tickle more than his small blasters. ;)

Frisk: BWAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA AHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAAHAHAHAHAHAHAAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAAHA!!!!!!!!!! *SNORT* *SNORT* *SNORT* EEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEK!!!!!!!!!! GAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA AHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA~!!!!!!!!!!

Sans: Hahahahahahahaha!! Wow! Something is definitely aFOOT here, Tori! Because it appears my blasters are truly getting a taste of… deFEET!! *joked Sans “evilly”* Hahahahahahahaha!!

Toriel: Hahahahahahahaha!! They abSOLElutely are, Sans! And I bet they find the taste quite aHEELing too! *said Toriel jokingly* And what about those adorable little toes? Do they taste like TOESt by chance? *asked Toriel jokingly* Hahahahahahahaha!!

Sans: Haha! Yes, possibly. Either that or… TOEfu! Hahahahahaha!

After hearing Sans and Toriel’s puns, Frisk made several attempts to jokingly tell both of them to shut up though all of her maniacal laughter but to no avail because other than lots and lots and lots of laughter, the only thing that came out of her wide open mouth was absolute gibberish. And because of that, speaking properly and fluently was no longer possible for her.

Frisk: EEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEK!!!!!!!!!! AHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAAHHAAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAAHAHAHAHA AHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAAHA!!!!!!!!!! RUGWRINTBSUNULISNVJLXBNJBVRTWLHBGRLESNARJBVNJXZNVCNSIEFHWQUIFQFSRF!!!!!!!!!! *SNORT* *SNORT* *SNORT* GAHAHAHAHAHAHAAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA AHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHHAHAAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!!!!!!!!! *SNORT* *SNORT* *SNORT* NREINUSRNBUNSVILBHUYTSNZNVHGKBEWHQNVIVHIJRVUSBVHUBVSBISNVIHRSIUVB!!!!!!!!!! EEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEK!!!!!!!!!! FWAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA AHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA~!!!!!!!!!!

Then, for what felt like at least ten more minutes to Frisk but was really only two more minutes, Frisk continued laughing, shrieking, and squealing incredibly maniacally. And as time went by, her face became absolutely drenched in tears due to laughing so hard, she messed up her medium-length hair due to shaking so frantically as much as her movement allowed to do so, her face turned as red as it possibly could with heavy blush, and her feet tingled very, very, heavily. This was hands-down the most intense tickle torture she had received in her entire life! And to make matters even worse, it was all just a mere sample of what Sans’s so-called “revenge” will be like! Frisk loves being tickled and all but this… this was something completely out of the ordinary! And because of that, the young girl herself is even more nervous to find out what Sans has in store for both her and MK when, and most importantly, if, he decides to carry out his revenge. It’s been roughly three weeks since the sleepover at Sans and Papyrus’s house and the longer Frisk has to wait for Sans to strike back, the more and more nervous she becomes. And knowing Sans, he could very well be delaying his revenge for that exact reason too. For a friendly skeleton such as himself, he can sure be quite “evil” at times. ;)

2 minutes later…

Frisk: AHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHHAAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA AHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAAHAHAHAHAHA!!!!!!!!!! EEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEK!!!!!!!!!! *SNORT* *SNORT* *SNORT* GAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!!!!!!!!! HUEIVBESRIUVRWOSENVJRVNWSERILBFEIUQRNPWNEFRIJNWRNLSNVJRSBVJITSBUEIJ!!!!!!!!!! BWAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA- AHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA~!!!!!!!!!!

Sans: Hahahaha!! Ok, kiddo, I’ll stop now! *said Sans as he made all 4 of his small blasters disappear out of thin air*

Frisk: AHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA AHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!! Ahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahaahahhahahahahahahahahahaha hahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahaha~!!!! *laughed Frisk until stopping entirely*

30 seconds later…

Sans: Hehe. You ok there, kid? *asked Sans as he reattached both of his hands*

Frisk: ...Yeah… yeah… I think so. …But I’d… feel even… better… if I knew… when you’re going… to get your… revenge… on me… and MK. *replied Frisk in between her breaths*

Sans: Hehe. But that would just take all the fun out of you not knowing, Frisk. It’s always best to keep that type of thing a surprise, you know. And it’ll happen soon enough, I promise. And who knows, it could happen later today at Undyne’s welcome back party, sometime tomorrow when you’re at my house, or maybe another month from now. I haven’t decided yet. *said Sans with an “evil” smile*

Frisk: …Oh come on! Really?! What’s your deal, Sans?! Seriously, what’s your deal?!

Sans: Hehe, why, to intimidate you, of course. That’s what my deal is, kiddo. And as much as I’d love to stay and intimidate you even more… and as much as I’d like to get revenge on your mom for helping you tickle me a while ago, I need to get going. Something big is about to go down at my house… and I gotta be there when it happens! So, see you around, kid.

Frisk: Wait, Sans! What are you talking about?! What’s going on at your house?! *asked Frisk both curiously and worriedly as she hurriedly stood up off of the floor*

But it was too late. Before Frisk could get an answer, Sans had used one of his “short cuts” to get back to his house as quickly as possible.

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Chapter 2: To Goat Dad’s House We Go! :D

Seconds later… after Sans vanished…

Frisk: Mom, just what the heck did he mean when he said that?! What’s going on at his house?! Is it something we should be concerned about?! *asked Frisk worriedly as she scurried over to Toriel*

Toriel: Shhhhhh. Calm down, my child. *said Toriel as she lovingly caressed Frisk’s head* No need to worry. Everything’s fine.

Frisk: Are you sure about that, Mom?

Toriel: Hee hee hee! Of course I am. …Now, get dressed and then go downstairs for some breakfast. You’ll feel much better after you eat something. I guarantee it. A full tummy is better than an empty tummy, you know. *stated Toriel as she began wiggling her right hand fingers teasingly against Frisk’s stomach for a few seconds* Hee hee hee!

Frisk: AHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHHAHAHAHAHAHAHAAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!!!!! MAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAAHAM, NAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA, STAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAP!!!!!! BWAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!!!!! PLEEHEEHEEHEEHEEHEEHEEHEEHEEHEEASE!!!!!! *Frisk pleaded through her laughter* GAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHHAHHAHAHA~!!!!!!

Toriel: Oh, all right, my child; but first… ‘Pbffffffffffffffffffffffffffffffffffff~!’

At that moment, Toriel pulled up Frisk’s shirt and blew a ridiculously long raspberry directly over her bellybutton. ;)

Frisk: BWAHAHAHAHAAHHAAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHHAHAHAHAAHAHHAHAHAAAHAHAHA AHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!!!!!!!!! *SNORT* *SNORT* EEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEK!!!!!!!!!! GAHAHAHAHAAHAHAHAHAHAAHHAAHAHAHAHAHAAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAAHAHAHAHAAHA AHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!!!!!!!!! *SNORT* *SNORT* EEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEK!!!!!!!!!! FWAHAHAHAHAAHHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA AHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA~!!!!!!!!!!

Toriel: Hee hee hee! Ok, my child. I’ll stop now. *said Toriel as she stopped tickling Frisk* But do keep in mind that there will be plenty more tickles from me than just this. I mean, I do need to teach you a lesson after what you did to me last night, you know. And I feel that getting some fun, playful ticklish revenge is the best way to do it. *said Toriel whimsically as she began pinching Frisk’s left cheek, which tickled Frisk a small bit due to the fur on Toriel’s fingers*

Frisk: Heeheeheeheeheeheeheeheeheeheeheeheeheeheeheeheeheeheeheeheeheeheehee!!! I couldn’t agree more! *Frisk responded enthusiastically through her giggles* Heeheeheeheeheeheeheeheeheeheeheeheeheeheehee!!! But if you REALLY want me to learn my lesson though, I think you AND Dad should tickle me… AT THE SAME TIME! *suggested Frisk excitedly in an attempt to bring Toriel and Asgore closer together* And guess what, you’re in luck, Mom! Since Dad and Azzy are going be here any minute now; you and Dad can totally do that yet today! And you’ve got plenty of time too! Azzy and I don’t have to be at Alphys’s house until 4:30pm!

Toriel: Um, no, Frisk. *sigh* I’m sorry. I’m just not quite ready to do something like that with Asgore yet.

Frisk: But… didn’t both of you used to team up and tickle Asriel and Chara back then?

Toriel: Yes, we did. But that was back when Asgore and I were married. Things are different now, my child. Ever since last month, Asgore and I have been gradually reconciling our relationship as friends. And if things between us continue going as well as they have been, then I have a feeling that we will eventually reconcile our marriage.

Frisk: Oh, Mom, that’s so wonderful! *exclaimed Frisk as she hugged Toriel and started tearing up*

Toriel: Oh, honey. There, there. It’s ok. *said Toriel as she lovingly hugged Frisk back* But remember though, I’m not saying that Asgore and I will reconcile our marriage for sure. I’m just saying that it’s a possibility, that’s all.

A few seconds later…

Toriel: *stops hugging Frisk* …And we certainly don’t need you kids trying to speed things up either! All those times we got locked in those rooms, we both know very well that you and your siblings were responsible! *said Toriel with a very slightly irritated tone in her voice*

Since Asriel regaining his true form along with all of his feelings and Chara returning from the dead along with the 6 children that fell into the Underground after her and before Frisk seven months ago didn’t automatically reconcile Asgore and Toriel’s marriage, Frisk, Chara, and Asriel often come up with various schemes to try and get them back together. And what they wind up doing more than anything is locking their parents inside various rooms so that they’ll be forced to talk to each other. Even if all they talk about is how to escape the room they’ve been locked in by all three their precious children. XD Now, most parents would get upset and punish their children after doing something like this to them. But not Asgore and Toriel! :) Because every time this happens, they just say something like, “Oh, those kids!” and then they just walk out of the room like nothing even happened. They just think it’s so cute how their kids try to get them back together by doing something like this and they understand their reasons for doing so too.

Frisk: But, Mom, you’ve said it yourself! The more you and Dad talk to each other, the better!

Toriel: Yes, I know. And that’s exactly what we’ve done during all those days we’ve spent together as friends. And it’s been going great too. But we need more time. And we want to continue doing everything at our own pace, ok? It’s not easy getting back together with someone you’ve been away from for as long as I have, you know. Do you understand, my child?

Frisk: *sigh* Yes, I understand. And if it’s any consolation, Chara, Asriel, and I are sorry for locking you and Dad in all those rooms, Mom.

Toriel: Hee hee hee! Don’t be. It’s cute how you and your siblings try to get us back together. But don’t tell your father or your siblings I said that, ok? That’ll be our little secret. *said Toriel cheekily while winking at Frisk* Now, without any further delay, get dressed, pack your things, and then come downstairs for some breakfast, please. *commanded Toriel as she started making her way over to Frisk’s bedroom door*

Frisk: Wait; pack my things, right now?

Toriel: Yes, my child. We’re going to your father’s house after you get some food in your tummy. *replied Toriel as she teasingly poked Frisk’s tummy a few times, causing Frisk to laugh and giggle in response*

Frisk: HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!! We are? HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!! But I thought they were coming here instead. Heeheeheeheeheeheeheeheeheeheeheehee~!!!

Toriel: That was the original plan, yes. But it’s… it’s just so peaceful where your father lives, Frisk. Out in the woods, out of harm’s way, quiet, and full of nature; I just had call him up and tell him that both of us girls will be going out there instead of staying here.

Frisk: Haha! Oh, ok, that’s fine, Mom; totally understandable.

Toriel: Hee hee hee! Thanks, my child. Now, as I said earlier, get dressed, pack your things, and then come downstairs for breakfast, please; best not to keep your father and brother waiting any longer than they have to.

Frisk: Haha! I agree! I’ll start packing right away.

Toriel: Hee hee hee! Good. …Oh, before I forget, I have to ask. Instead of having your father and I tickle you before you and Asriel go to Undyne’s party today, how about you and I tickle Asriel together instead?

Frisk: *gasp of delight* Sure, Mom! Great idea!

Toriel: Hee hee hee! Thanks. See you in a few minutes, my child. *said Toriel before closing Frisk’s door and then heading downstairs*

And with that; Frisk changed out of her pajamas (a pair of blue flannel pants and a magenta t-shirt worn over a black long sleeve shirt) and into her usual attire. Then after that, she packed everything she both wanted and needed to take with her to Alphys’s house and then she went downstairs and had a nice breakfast to brighten up her day even more. And almost all the while she ate; she and Toriel discussed their plan to tickle Asriel in much further detail.

Toriel: So, are you clear on the plan, Frisk?

Frisk: Yes! After telling me and Asriel to go to Dad’s basement, play with him down there for at least 20 minutes. Then, after those 20 minutes are up, start tickling him. And then as soon as you hear that adorable laughter of his, you’ll come downstairs and join me. :)

Toriel: You got it! *winks at Frisk*

Then, as soon as Frisk finished eating her breakfast; she and Toriel left the house and then headed to Asgore’s home in the woods. And the very moment Frisk and Toriel arrived at Asgore’s home; Frisk was greeted very happily by a friendly, fluffy, and excruciatingly adorable monster child. Her brother, ASRIEL! :D And for some reason, he was more excited and energetic than usual.

Asriel: HOWDY, FRISK! *shouted Asriel as he excitedly ran towards Frisk*

Frisk: EEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE, AZZY! *squeed Frisk excitedly in response to seeing Asriel*

At that moment, Asriel gave Frisk a giant hug. And all the while he did so (and with an adorable smile on his face); he alternated between nuzzling her and rubbing his face against her face as if he were a cat, which in turn made Frisk blush and giggle maniacally… because… his fur tickled her. A LOT! In addition to being incredibly soft, Asriel’s white fluffy fur is also incredibly tickly. :D

Frisk: Heeheeheeheeheeheeheeheeheeheeheeheeheeheeheeheeheehee!!!!! Azzy, heeheeheeheeheeheeheeheeheeheeheeheeheeheeeheehee, your fur is so tickly!! Heeheeheeheeheeheeheeheeheeheeheeheeheeheeheeheeheeheeheeheehee~!!!!!

Asgore: Hohoho! You sure love your sister, don’t you, Asriel?

Toriel: Hee hee hee! He most certainly does.

Moments later…

Frisk: Heeheeheeheeheeheeheeheeheeheeheeheeheeheeeeheeheeeheeheehee!!!!! Ok, Azzy, heeheeheeheeheeheeheeheeheeheehee, I get it!! Heeheeheeheeheeheeheeheeheeheeheehee!!!!! You’re happy to see me!! Heeheeheeheeheeheeheeheeheeheeheeheeheehee!!!!! Just please stop tickling me!! *pleaded Frisk through her giggles as Asriel continued nuzzling her and rubbing his face against her* Heeheeheeeeheeheeheeheeheeheeheeheeheeheeheeheeheeheeheeheeheehee!!!!! I’m begging you!! Heeheeheeheeheeheeheeheeheeheeheeheeheeheeheeheeheeheeheehee!!!!! I drank an entire 12-ounce glass of orange juice this morning!! Heeheeheeheeheeheeheeheeheeheeheeheeheeheeheeheeheeheeheeheeheeheehee!!!!! So, stop before you make me peeheeheeheeheehee my pants!! Heeheeheeheeheeheeheeheeheeheeheeheeheeheeheeheeheeheeheeheeeheeheehee~!!!!!

Toriel: Say, Asriel, where’s my hug, sweetie? *asked Toriel in an attempt to get Asriel to stop tickling Frisk*

Asriel: Right here! *replied Asriel as he stopped hugging, nuzzling, and tickling Frisk all at once*

Then, not even one second later, Asriel ran excitedly towards his mother. And then, to Toriel’s complete surprise, Asriel leaped straight up into her arms to give her that hug she wanted rather than just standing on the floor right next to her and giving her a hug. And then, while continuing to hug his mother, Asriel began nuzzling her and rubbing his face against her just as he did to Frisk a moment ago.

Toriel: My goodness, Asriel! You’ve certainly grown since the last time you leaped into my arms like that!

Asriel was a few years younger the last time he leaped into his mother’s arms the way he did just now. And despite Asriel being a 12-year-old boy, both Toriel and Asgore are tall enough and strong enough to hold him all the while he shows them how much he loves them by hugging and nuzzling them. But as Asriel gets older however, it will be much more difficult for both of his parents to hold him in their arms. And if he grows up to be as big as Asgore, then leaping into his parents’ arms will surely make them fall flat onto their backs. XD So in other words, it’s best for Asriel to continue doing something like this as long as he can. :)

Frisk: Awwwww! Azzy, why must you continue being the most adorable thing in the history of adorableness?!

Asgore: Hohoho! *chuckled Asgore after hearing Frisk’s question* He’s quite good at it, isn’t he, Frisk?

Frisk: Haha! He most certainly is! Ain’t that right, Mr. Cutie?

Asriel: Oh come on, you guys! I’m not that adorable! *claimed Asriel while blushing with slight embarrassment*

Frisk, Toriel, and Asgore: (Yes you are, Asriel! X3)

Then, not too long afterwards, Asriel let out a sneeze that did absolutely nothing to help support that false claim of his. And interestingly enough, the sounds he made prior to the sneeze gave the impression that it was going to be a very powerful one. But instead, it was a kitten sneeze. XD

Frisk: Awwwww! You sneeze like a kitten! X333

Then, immediately afterwards; Asriel looked at Frisk with a slightly annoyed expression.

Frisk: Don’t look at me like that, Azzy! *said Frisk jokingly* You’re the most adorable thing in existence and you know it! And hugging Mom the way you currently are is doing nothing but supporting that statement! Oh, and speaking of hugs, here’s one for you, Dad! *said Frisk as she gave Asgore a hug*

Asgore: *gasp* Frisk, you just called me, Dad… in front of your mother! …Tori, I…

Toriel: Shhh. Asgore, it’s ok. *said Toriel as she politely interrupted Asgore* She and I talked about that last night, and I’m perfectly ok with it. I promise. *winks at Asgore*

Asgore: Whew! It’s so relieving to hear that, Tori. Thank you. *replied Asgore as he hugged Frisk back*

Toriel: You’re very welcome. …And by the way, do not call me “Tori.” I’m still not quite ready for that yet, ok? *Toriel politely reminded Asgore*

Asgore: Oh right, sorry.

Toriel: That’s ok.

After 20 more seconds of hugs, Toriel suggested that Frisk and Asriel should go to Asgore’s basement and play together while she and Asgore himself spend time talking to each other about how their respective weeks went, thus putting the start of her and Frisk’s plan to tickle Asriel into effect.

Asriel: Sure, Mom. That’s a wonderful idea! *shouted Asriel excitedly as he started rubbing his face against Frisk’s face once again*

Frisk: Heeheeheeheeheeheeheeheeheeheeheeheeheeheeheeheeheeheeheeheeheehee!!!! Azzy, stop!! Heeheeheeheeheeheeheeheeheeheeheeheeheeheeheeheeheeheeheeheehee!!!! Please!! Heeheeheeheeheeheeheeheeheeheeheeheeheeheeheeheeheeheeheeheeheehee!!!! Your fur is really, really tickly!! Heeheeheeheeheeheeheeheeheeheeheeheeheeheeheeheeheeheeheeheeheeheeheehee!!!! And you know it too!! Heeheeheeheeheeheeheeheeheeheeheeheeheeheeheeheeheeheeheeheeheeheeheehee!!!! Just please stop!! Heeheeheeheeheeheeheeheeheeheeheeheeheeheeheeheeheeheeheeheehee!!!! I can’t stop giggling!! Heeheeheeheeheeheeheeheeheeheeheeheeheeheeheeheeheeheeheeheehee~!!!!

A few seconds later…

Asriel: Heeheeheeheeheehee!! Ok, I’ll stop now, Frisk. But only because I REALLY wanna play with you! *shouted Asriel excitedly*

Frisk: Well, what are we waiting for then? Let’s go downstairs, shall we?

Asriel: Yes! Let’s! *shouted Asriel excitedly once again*

Moments later… after Frisk and Asriel went down to the basement…

Toriel: Hee hee hee! Asriel sure loves tickling and being tickled, doesn’t he, Asgore?

Asgore: Hohoho! Indeed he does, Toriel. But he’s not the only one though. Frisk and Chara love it as well, and so do I.

Toriel: Hee hee hee, yeah, me too. It’s become a real fun activity for all of us lately and I won’t be surprised if our children want to continue doing it until they’re adults!

Asgore: Hohoho! You know, I think you may be right about that, Toriel. Based on everything Asriel’s told me every day this week regarding it and especially since Asriel’s been letting both of us tickle him just like we did when he was little. Hohoho!

Last Tuesday, while Asriel was waiting for Asgore to pick him up after school, he told Toriel that he and Asgore started doing their special father-son tickle fights again and Toriel was so happy to hear this news that she cried tears of joy just like she did back in April when he brought their special mother-son tickle time.

Toriel: Hee hee hee! I know, right. And he’s such a wonderful young man for letting us do that too. Not very many 12-year-olds let their parents do that sort of thing, you know. And we’re really lucky too! Because we have not one, not two, but THREE 12-year-old kids that absolutely love being tickled by their parents!

Asgore: Hohoho! Most definitely!

Toriel: Hee hee hee! But let’s also not forget that they love tickling their parents as well as being tickled by them.

Asgore: Hohoho, yes! Especially when both of their parents have insanely ticklish feet! *said Asgore while wiggling all six of his large toes in his reclining chair*

Toriel: Hee hee hee! Don’t you mean BIG insanely ticklish feet, Asgore? *asked Toriel cheekily while trying to resist the urge to tickle Asgore’s feet after seeing him wiggle his toes*

Asgore: Toriel?! What did you just say?! *asked Asgore in complete shock*

Toriel: Hee hee hee! You heard me, Asgore. I said BIG insanely ticklish feet.

Asgore: I know that! It’s just, in all the years I’ve known you and since it was always such a sensitive subject for you and all, I NEVER once imagined you saying you have big feet!

Toriel: Hee hee hee! Yeah, well, some things about me have changed recently, Asgore. And learning there’s nothing wrong with having big feet is one of them. *said Toriel while wiggling all six of her large toes on Asgore’s couch*

Asgore: And, and that’s a good change too. And… if you don’t mind me asking, what has brought about that change, Toriel? *asked Asgore curiously while trying to resist the urge to tickle Toriel’s feet after seeing her wiggle her toes*

Toriel: Hee hee hee! I’m so glad you asked, Asgore… because it’s one hell of a story… with lots and lots of tickling in it.

Asgore: Really? *asked Asgore curiously* Do tell then. Toriel. I’m all EARS. *stated Asgore as grabbed both of his long droopy ears and shook them a small bit*

Toriel: Heeheeheeheeheeheeheeheeheeheehee!! Oh, Asgore! Heeheeheeheeheeheeheeheeheehee!! *giggled Toriel*

Asgore: Hohoho! See, I can be funny too every once in a while. Hohohohoho! But seriously though, feel free to start telling that story… because I’m very curious as to what happened.

Toriel: Hee hee hee, certainly.

Then, for the next twenty minutes, Toriel told Asgore the entire story of Frisk and Toby tickle torturing her last night as well as a few other things. And all the while Toriel told Asgore this story; Frisk and Asriel were doing something together downstairs in Asgore’s basement. What they were doing down there to pass the time all the while they were down there, both Toriel and Asgore have no idea. All Toriel knows is that once she starts hearing Asriel’s adorable laughter as Frisk starts tickling him, that’s her cue to go downstairs and join in on the fun. ;)

TO BE CONTINUED...