Daiman Wayne: Hey, Grayson! It's time to get up!


Grayson: Zzzzzzzzzzz........ & now for my next act.... Zzzzzzzzzz


Daiman Wayne: *sign* Ah man! This happens every time!


Narrator: It was a tough battle last night. Grayson & Daiman Wayne, a.k.a. Nightwing & Robin, had taken down their arch nemesis, Bane. They we're tired after their triumph & both went to Bruce Wayne's Manor, went straight to their rooms, & went to bed. The next morning, Alfred had made breakfast & he asked Daiman Wayne if he can tell Grayson to come down & eat. Daiman always calls him & it takes a long time for him to get up. Usually, it was just common for Daiman, but today it was a challenge. Daiman tried everything to wake him up, but...


Daiman Wayne: WAKE UP, GRAYSON OR YOUR FOOD WILL GET COLD & MINES!


Grayson: Zzzzzzz.... Zzzzzz.... Have tickets ready for the big show.... Zzzzzzz


Daiman Wayne: AH MAN! I'll never wake him up!


Narrator: He was just about to give up, when he saw Grayson's two big feet sticking out of the covers. Then he notice a Goose Feather on the floor. Soon, he has a sneaky idea & I think this is a bad idea.


Daiman Wayne: Well do you have any ideas, Narrator?!


Narrator: No, but...


Daiman Wayne: Then will you mind?


Narrator: *sign* Alright, but just remember, you'll be sorry. Now where was I? Oh yes, Daiman has an idea. He picks up the feather & gently tickles Grayson's foot. Grayson went from snoring to giggles.


Grayson: Zz.z.z.z.z.z. HEHEHEHEHEHEHE!


Daiman Wayne: *Huh, he may beat me in Martial Art Training in The Batcave, but I didn't realize that he has ticklish feet. This should be fun.*


Narrator: & let's hope you're a great runner too. Anyways, he continues tickling Grayson's foot as he continues to giggle. Daiman was enjoying himself so much, that he decides to tickle both his feet with the feather. Daiman then started to tickle his soles which makes Grayson chuckle.


Grayson: HEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHE!!! OHOHOHOHOHOHOHOHOHOHOHOHOHOHOHOHOHOHOHOHOHOHOHO!!!


Daiman Wayne: * I think I starting to like this new wake up routine. Coochie Coochie Coo!*


Narrator: Grayson was still chuckling as Daiman continues the feet tickling. Soon, he decides to tickle his weakest spot, his toes. As soon as Daiman aims for his toes, Grayson was awakened with ticklish laughter.


Grayson: HEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHE!!!! HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!! DAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAIMAN!!!!! I KNOHOHOHOHOHOHOHOHOHOW IHIHIHIHIHIHIHIHIHIT'S YOHOHOHOHOHOHOHOHOHOHOHOU THAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAT'S BEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEEN TIHIHIHIHIHIHIHIHIHIHIHIHIHIHIHICKLING MAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAY FEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEET!!!!!!! HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!!!


Narrator: Grayson was weakened with laughter so much, that Daiman grabs hold both his feet.


Daiman Wayne: Phew! & stinky as well. Coochie Coochie Coochie Coochie! Tickle Tickle Tickle Tickle! Coochie Coochie Coochie Coochie Coo!


Grayson: HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!!! HEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHE!!!! HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!!!!!


Narrator: Grayson may be a great Martial Artist, but when it comes down to tickling, his feet is now match for the feather as poor Grayson found out the hard way. Just when things couldn't get any worse, Daiman used the quill of the feather & started to tickle both his feet. Grayson was in hysterics as Daiman tickles them from heel, sole, & between his stinky toes.


Daiman Wayne: Coochie Coochie Coochie Coochie! Tickle Tickle Tickle Tickle! Coochie Coochie Coochie Coochie!


Grayson: HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!!! OH, THAT TICKLES!!!!!! HEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHE!!!! HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!!! HEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHE!!!!


Narrator: Grayson bang his fist on the bed while laughing himself to tears. At last, Daiman stops tickling his feet.


Daiman Wayne: See, now wasn't that so...


Grayson: GRRRRRRRRUGH!


Daiman Wayne: UH OH! THAT'S MY SIGNAL TO LEAVE!


Alfred : Master Grayson! Master Daiman! Breakfast is...


Narrator: I think they're going to be busy for a while.


Alfred: Huh, whatever do you mean, Master Narrator...


Daiman Wayne: CAN WE JUST TALK ABOUT THIS?!!!!


Grayson: GET BACK HEAR, YOU LITTLE TROUBLEMAKER!!!


Alfred: Oh dear. I see what you mean.


Narrator: The End.