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Ticklish With a Side of Kindness (Chapter 4)

In the previous chapter, Fuku tickled Kyle on the spot where he's most ticklish. And that spot just so happens to be his belly, the absolute best spot to blow raspberries on. :D And before too long, it'll be Ash's turn to tickle his belly. ;) What will this tickle demon have in store for young Kyle?

Undertale(c) Toby Fox.

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Chapter 1

Chapter 2

Chapter 3

Chapter 5

Chapter 6

Chapter 7

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TICKLISH WITH A SIDE OF KINDNESS

Chapter 4: Gargalesis at its Finest

A few minutes later… after releasing Kyle from his fire restraints, drying his eyes, and giving him enough time to catch his breath…

Fuku: Heeheeheehee! Well, Kyle, I've said it before and I'll say it again. You are too ticklish for your own good. *stated Fuku, pinching Kyle's right cheek* Heeheeheehee!

Kyle: Heeheeheeheehee! I knohohohow! *giggled Kyle, resting on the couch in an upright sitting position between Fuku and Ash (Fuku off to his right and Ash off to his left) with his feet up* Man, you guys sure know how to get me laughing! X3

Ash: Heheheheheh. Good to see you're still having fun, little dude. *Ash commented, while ruffling Kyle's red hair as if he were her own younger sibling* And if you put up with us just a little longer, you'll earn yourself a little reward, something that your sister and I both think you'll love very, very much. *she added, causing Kyle to perk up*

Kyle: *excited gasp* Really? Oh boy, oh boy, oh boy! Thank you! Thank you!

Fuku: Heeheeheehee! Don't thank us yet, you lil' cutie.

Ash: Heheheheheh. Yeah, especially when you don't know what the reward is!

Kyle: Oh? So what is it?

Fuku: Heeheeheeheehee! You'll find out after Ash has some fun with your tummy… and after I have a little more fun with your legs and feet, but mostly your feet. Heeheeheehee!

Kyle: O-o-oh. O-o-okahahahay! *Kyle stammered until suddenly bursting into precious giggles; giggling at the mere thought of Fuku and Ash tickling his belly and feet once more* Heeheeheeheeheeheehee! Sounds like a plan to meeheeheeheehee! *Squeak* Hahahahahahahahahahahahahahahaha!

Kyle could barely contain his excitement. At any moment, he would be tickled again. But of course that didn't happen until after both Fuku and Ash let him rest a while. And while letting Kyle rest, they both rubbed his legs to help him relax even more; Fuku rubbing his right leg with her left hand and Ash rubbing his left leg with her right hand. How thoughtful of them. X3 Maybe a little too thoughtful, because after about three minutes of rubbing his legs, Kyle fell asleep. That of course didn't stop Fuku and Ash from wanting to tickle him some more but it did prompt them to let him rest a little longer than they intended to let him rest. And that was alright. Kyle deserved to sleep after all of the tickling he endured up until that point. Plus, it made laying him down flat against the couch on his back and using fire magic to hold his arms and legs down once again much easier. Then after ensuring that Kyle was held down securely with her fire, Fuku poked his bellybutton, causing him to immediately wake up laughing and squealing and thrust his entire body upward, as if his bellybutton was his "on button/switch." X3

Kyle: EEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEP!!!! HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHHAHAHAHAHAHHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHHAHAHAHAHA!!!! WHAHAHAHAT THE HEHEHECK?!?! HAHAHAHAHAHAHHAHAHAHAHAHA!! *SQUEAK* EEHEEHEEHEEHEEHEEHEEHEEHEEHEEHEEHEEHEEHEE…

Wow, talk about a wake-up call! Aside from all of the laughter and squealing, Kyle was undoubtedly startled after being woken up so suddenly. Just one little poke to his bellybutton and off he went! And he certainly wasn't enthused to find out that Fuku had trapped him against the couch with her fire magic while he was sleeping either. But due to his kind-hearted nature, it didn't take him long to forgive Fuku for what she had done. And after all had been forgiven, Ash didn't hesitate to kneel over Kyle on the couch with his hips sandwiched between her knees, for she was very eager to tickle the little red-haired boy himself on his upper body.

Ash: Heheheheheh. You ready for this? *asked Ash cheekily, the demon girl herself holding her hands directly in front of Kyle and wiggling every single one of her fingers with an "I'm about to tickle you, little boy" expression on her face, which in turn made Kyle all giggly*

Kyle: Pfffff… Heeheeheeheeheeheeheeheeheeheeheeheeheeheehee!!! *Kyle giggled at the mere thought of Ash tickling his belly, giggling so much that he had to nod yes to Ash rather than simply say yes*

Ash: Are you suuuuuure? *Ash then asked in a singsongy voice, causing Kyle to suddenly burst into precious laughter before the tickles even started*

Kyle: PFFFFFFFFFFF… HAHAHAHAHAAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHHAHAHAHAHAHAHHAHAHAHAHAHA!! *Kyle laughed out loud, overtaken by his own laughter that he had to nod yes once again*

Ash: Pffffff… Hahahahahahahahahahhahaha! *Ash laughed in response to Kyle’s premature reactions* Ohohohoh my gohohohod! Kyle, I haven’t even stahahahaharted yet! Hahahahahahaha! Is your belly really that ticklish? *she then asked rhetorically while rubbing his belly, feeling that doing so would cause him to laugh even more, and it did*

Kyle: PFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFKYAHAHHAHAAHHAHAHAHAHAHA HAHAHAHAHAHHAHAHAHAHHAHAHAHAHAHA!!! *SQUEAK* HEEHEEHEHEEEHEEHEEHEEHEEHEEHEEHEE GYAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAAHHAHAHAHAHAHA!!!

Fuku: Heeheeheehee! Does that answer your question, babe?

Ash: Heheheh. No… *answered Ash jokingly* But this might! *she then exclaimed as she began raking her fingers hard against the hollows of Kyle’s armpits, eliciting a squeal and frantic laughter from the little red-haired boy himself*

Kyle: EEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEP!!!! BWAHAHHAHAHAHAHAAHHAHAHAAHAHAHAHAHAHHAHAHAHAAHAHAHAHAHA HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAAHHAAHHAHAHAHAHAHAHHAHAHHAHAAHA!!!! OHOHOW, OHOHOHOHOW, OHOHOHOHOW, OHOHOOHOHOHOHWAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHHAHAHAHAHAHAHA HAHAHAHAHHAHAHAHAHAHAHHAHAHAHHAHAHAHHAHAHHAHAHAHA!!!! OHOHOHHOHOHOOHOHOHOHOHOHOHOHOHOHOHOHOHOOOOOOOOOOOOOO HOOHOOHOOHOOOHOOHOOHOOHOOHOOHOOHOOHOOOHOOHOOHOO WAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHHAHAHAHAAHAHAHAHAHAHAAHAHAHAHAHAHA HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAAHHAHHAHAHAHAHHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!!! EEEEEEREEEEEEHEEHEEHAHAHAHAHAHAHHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA HAHAHAHHAHAHAAAHAHHAHAHHAAHAHAHHAHAHAHAHHAHAHAHHAHA HAHAHHAHAHAHAHHAHAHAHHAHAHHAHAHAHAHHAHAHAHAHAHAHHAHA HAHAHHAHAHAHAHAHAHHAHAHAHHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHHAHAHAHA!!!!

And just like that, Ash was tickling Kyle; roughly but not too roughly on the outside of his shirt with every single one of her fingers, the same way she did when she tickled his back on the outside of his shirt. And once again, Ash got Kyle laughing hard, very hard, bringing him to tears in just a matter of seconds. And she didn’t just tickle his armpits that way. She couldn’t. Not when there were other sweet spots of his to give the same treatment to, like his sides, his hips, his ribs, and even his belly. And of all the spots to rake her fingers roughly against, Kyle’s belly got the worst of it. Of course Kyle’s belly was going to get the worst of it. It is his most ticklish spot after all and as Ash raked her fingers roughly against his belly, his movement became so frantic that Fuku had no choice but to hold him down with more rings of fire; one around his lower thighs and another around his sternum to be exact. But of course the rough tickling seemed like nothing in comparison to the “dreaded” raspberries, which Ash blew on Kyle’s belly not long after lifting up his shirt enough to expose said belly. The most effective ticklish methods back to back? Such is the way of a playfully mischievous demon girl. And the moment that very demon girl pressed her lips against Kyle's bare belly, Kyle himself knew that he was done for; because from that point forth, things would only get more and more intense. ;)

Ash: PBFFFFFFFFFFFFFF… PBFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFF… PBFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFF… PBFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFF………

Kyle: EEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEP!!!! KYAHAHAAHHAHAHHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!!! *SQUEAK* OHOHOHOH THE "DREHEHEHEHEADED" *SQUEAK* RASPBEHEHEHEHEHERRIES!!!! *SQUEAK* HAHAHAHAHAHHAAHHAAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!!! *SQUEAK* NOHOHOHOT *SQUEAK* THE "DREHEHEHEHEADED" *SQUEAK* RASPBEHEHEHEHEHERRIES!!!! *pleaded Kyle through his absolutely hysterical laughter, frantically shaking his head and feet side to side and opening and closing his hands with every passing second, for his head, hands, and feet were the only parts of his body that he could actually move in his current predicament* HAHHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHHAHAHAHHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!!! *SQUEAK* PLEEEHEEHEEHEEHEHEEHEEHEEHEHEEHEHEHEEHEEHEHEEHEHEEHEHEEHEEHEE HAHAHHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHHAHAHAHHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHHAHA HOHOHOHOHOHOHOHOHOHOHOHOHOHOHOHOHOHOHOHOHOHOHOHOHOHOHO HOOHOOHOOHOOHOOHOOHOOHOOHOOHOOHOOHOOHOOHOOHOOHOOHOOHOOHOO EEEEHEEHEEHEEHEEHEEHEEEHEEHEEHEEHEEHEEHEEHEEHEEHEEHEEHEEHEEHEE HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!!!

To no surprise whatsoever, Kyle was in stitches yet again; laughing, squealing, and squeaking with every passing second Ash spent blowing raspberries on his immensely ticklish belly, which quivered every single time a raspberry was blown on it. Then before too long, Ash threw her demon fingers into the mix, lightly raking and scribbling every single one of them up and down Kyle's sides as she continued blowing raspberries on his belly and over his bellybutton; and lightly because she was tickling his bare skin that time around. And by doing exactly that, she caused Kyle to literally double over in laughter, making him laugh so hard that his laughter went silent on numerous occasions.

Kyle: EEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEP!!!! [HAHAHHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHHAHAHAHA!!!!] *SQUEAK* OHOHOHOHOHOHOHOHOHOWAHAHAHAHAHHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA HAHAHHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHHAHAHAHAHAHAHHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHHAHAHAHAHA!!!! *SQUEAK* [HAHAHHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!!!] *SQUEAK* EEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEP!!!! EEEEHEEHEEHEEHEEHEEHEEEHEEHEEHEEHEEHEEHEEHEEHEEHEEHEEHEEHEEHEE GAHAHAHAHAHAHAHHAHAHAHAHAHHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA HAHHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!!!

Fuku: Ahahahahahawwwwwww! Oh my guuuuuuud! *cooed Fuku, adoring her little brother's ticklish reactions yet again* Oh, I can't… I can't… Eeeeeeeeeeeeeeeheeheeheeheeheehee! *she squeed and giggled, for that was all she could think of to do after witnessing so much of her brother's cuteness*

Ash: Heheheheheh. You know you can jump in at any time, right, babe? *asked Ash teasingly, feeling that Fuku would have an easier time handling Kyle's cuteness if she was helping her tickle him rather than watching him being tickled*

Fuku: Eeeeeeeeeee! And I will! Eeeeeeeeee! Right after you do the thing! Eeeeeeeeeee! The thing, the thing, my sweet! Eeeeeeeeeeeeee!

Ash: Heheheheheheh. Oh, alright. Just for you, pumpkin. Heheheheheh.

With that said, Ash stopped tickling Kyle for the time being and removed her red hat. Then all of sudden, her head tentacles, all three of them, moved around as if they had minds of their own! But they didn't have minds of their own. Little did Kyle know, Ash was in full control of her head tentacles and she was simply stretching them after having them under her hat for several hours. Then before Kyle knew it, Ash was using those very tentacles to tickle his belly, holding her head close to it and tilting her at the necessary angles to ensure that each of her tentacles gets the job done.

Kyle: EEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEP!!! HAHAHHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!! *Kyle laughed preciously, Ash’s head tentacles swirling teasingly against his belly, causing it to quiver once more* HOHOHOHOLY MOHOHOLY!!! HAHAHHAHAHAHAHAHAAHHAAHHAHAHAHAHAAHAHAHAHAHHAHAA!!! ASH, HAHAHAHAHHAHAHAHAHAHA, YOU CAN COHOHOHONTROL THOSE THINGS?!?! *he then asked through his precious laughter, surprised to see that Ash's head tentacles are more than just her “hair”* HAHAAHHAHAHAHAHAHAHHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHHAHAHAAHAHAAHAHHAHAHAHA EEHEEHEHEEHEEHEEHEEHEEHEEHEEHEEEHEEHEEHEEHEEHEEHEEHEEEHEEHEEHEE OOHOOHOOHOOHOOHOOHOOHOOHOOHOOHOOHOOOHOOHOOHOOHOOHOOHOO!!!

Ash: Heheheheheh. Sure can, little man! Hey, that rhymed! Heheheheh. Now squeal for me and your sister!

Kyle: WAIT! NO, NO, NO, WAIT, EEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEK!!!! HAHAAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHHAHHAHAHAHAHAHHAAHAHAHAHAHAHHAHA!!!! EEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEK!!!! GAHAHAHAHAHAHHAHAAHAHHAHAHAHAHAHAHAAHAHAHAHAHAAHHAHA!!!! EEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEK!!!! MYEEEHEEHEEHEHEEHEHEHEHEEHEHEHEHEHEHEEHEHEEHEHEEHEEHEHEE YAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHHAHAHAAHHAHAHAHHAHAHAHAHAHHAHAHA!!!! EEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEK!!!! HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAAHAHHAAHAHAHAHAHHAHAHAHAHAHA!!!!

Just when Kyle thought that Ash’s head tentacles couldn’t tickle him more, Ash went ahead and swirled one of said head tentacles inside his bellybutton, causing him to sound like a little tea kettle in response; just as he did earlier when Fuku swirled one of her index fingers and a fire feather inside his bellybutton. X3 It was one thing to tickle his belly with head tentacles. But his bellybutton? Now that’s just overkill! And Ash didn’t stop after using just one tentacle! No, she made sure to use her other two tentacles as well! Because why not? And while Ash was tickling Kyle with her head tentacles, Fuku stood idly by and blushed as red as she possibly could and cried countless tears of joy, which all evaporated the very moment they began leaking out of her eyes. She adored Kyle’s reactions to the tentacle tickles so much, too much as a matter of fact; so much that she was on the verge of fainting at any given moment! But Ash didn't let that happen though. She couldn't! Not before the big finish! So once Ash finished tickling Kyle with her head tentacles, she stood up off of the couch and Kyle himself and made her way over to Fuku, who appeared to be in some kind of trance-like state. Then once Ash was standing next to Fuku, she moved directly behind her, reached down, and squeezed her hips repeatedly, causing the cute fire elemental herself to scream and squeal both heartily and frantically and then burst into melodic laughter not even one second later. Fuku has very ticklish hips and besides laughing, screaming, and squealing, she also leaned forward slightly, clenched her fists, and marched in place as the tickles continued; to prevent herself from physically harming Ash, who tickled her a little longer than she should've. But for good reason; to make sure that she was alert to her surroundings and willing to finish what they had started. Because the sooner Fuku and Ash finish tickling Kyle, the sooner they can reward Kyle for putting up with their various antics. ;)

Ash: Fuku! Hey, Fuku! Wake up! Hahahahahaha! Hey, wake the bleep up! *shouted Ash, right as she began squeezing Fuku's hips* Hahahahahahaha! Hey, there she is! *she then cooed after hearing such melodic laughter from her girlfriend* Hahahahahahaha! Kitchy kitchy koo, you blazing beauty you! *teased Ash, digging her fingers harder and harder into Fuku's hips and showing no signs of stopping until she agrees to each and every one of her demands*

Fuku: GYAH!!! GYEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEHEEHEEHEEHEEHEHEEHEHEEHEEEHEEHEEHEE HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHHAHAHAHAHAHHAHAHAHAHHAHA!!! ASH, NOHOHOHOHO!!! HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!! ASH, STOHOHOHOP!!! HAHAHAHAHAHAHHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!! ASH, STOP ALREADY, STOHOHOHOHOP!!! HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA EEEHEEHEEHEEHEEHEEHEEHEEHEEHEEHEEHEEHEEHEEHEEHEEHEEEHEEHEE!!!

Ash: Heheheheh. Not until you agree to help me tickle Kyle, babe. Heheheheh. Come on, you know you want to. *teased Ash once more, shifting her fingers up to Fuku's armpits the moment she founding an opening to do so*

Fuku: EEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEKEEEEEEEEEEEEEEYAHAAHAHHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!!! *Fuku screeched and laughed once more, marching in place at an even faster rate while struggling to resist the urge to kick Ash in one or both of her shins* YEHEHEHEHES, YEHEHEHEHES, I DOOOOOOHOOHOOHOOHOOHOO!!!! HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!!! AND I'LL DO IT!!!! HAHAHHAHAHAHHAHAHAHAHAAHAHHAHAHAHAHAHHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!!! ANYTHING TO, HAHAHAHAHAHAHHAHA, MAHAHAHAHAKE YOU, HAHAHHAHAHAHAHA, STOP TICKLING MEEEEHEEHEEHEEHEEHEEHEEHEEHEEHEHEHEEHEEHEHEEEHEE!!!! HAHAHHAAHAAHAHHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!!! *SQUEAK* EEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEK!!!! *SQUEAK* HAHAHAHAHAHAHHHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!!! ASH, PLEEHEEHEEASE STOP BEFORE I KICK YOU, PLEEHEEHEEHEEHEEHEEASE!!!! *SQUEAK* HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!!!

Ash: Heheheheheh. Attagirl! *chuckled Ash, releasing Fuku from her grasp moments later*

Fuku: Heeheeheeheeheehee!! Oh my god, I hate you!! *giggled Fuku without any actual spite while rubbing her hips and armpits one by one; giggling due to lingering ticklish sensations in the aforementioned places* Heeheeheeheeheeheeheeheeheeheeheeheeheeheeheeheeheeehee!!

Ash: Awwww! No, you don't, babe. *cooed Ash, hugging her girlfriend behind and kissing her on her right cheek, which in turn made her blush red* Mmmmmmmmmmmmwah! No, you don't.

If tickling Fuku's hips, her third-most ticklish spots, wasn't enough to make her cooperate, then tickling her armpits, her second-most ticklish spots, certainly was, for they have an extremely high level of sensitivity; not like the rest of her torso, with numerous areas that have either a high or a very high level of sensitivity. And no one tickles them quite like Ash does. The way she digs her demon fingers deep into the hollows of them, usually when she wants something, she should consider herself lucky that Fuku always does everything she possibly can to resist punching and/or kicking her to make her stop! And fortunately for Ash, she stopped tickling Fuku and planted a kiss on one of her cheeks before she could lay one finger on her, because there was a task at hand and getting physically hurt surely would've made that task more difficult to complete. And neither girl wanted that! So as soon they were finished having a cute moment together, they turned their attention over to Kyle to finish what they started. And once the two teenage girls turned their attention over to Kyle, they were surprised to see that the fire keeping him held against the couch hadn't yet dissipated. Ash thought for sure that Fuku's fire would dissipate while tickling Fuku herself. But to her and Fuku's surprise, it didn't. Fuku may not be as skilled as her parents with fire magic but she's apparently skilled enough to create fire that doesn't dissipate while she's distracted. Either that or she just got lucky. But whatever the case was, she was just happy that her fire didn't dissipate, because that meant that she didn't need to conjure any more of it to hold Kyle down. Unless Kyle needed one last bathroom break, of course. But Kyle didn't need another bathroom break though. So therefore, Fuku didn't need to conjure any more fire to hold him down at all, which in turn meant that she and Ash could start tickling him again at any moment. And once she and Ash were ready to do exactly that, they moved into position; Ash back in a kneeling position over Kyle with his hips sandwiched between her knees and her hands on his bare belly after lifting his shirt back up and Fuku standing next to the couch with her hands on Kyle's thighs. The two girls were very excited to tickle Kyle one last time before giving him the reward they promised him. And being the cheeky girls that they are, they teased him a little before tickling him, simply because they find it hilarious that they can get him laughing out loud before they even start, and because that's what older siblings are supposed to do to their younger siblings. Especially when they adore them to no end like how Fuku adores Kyle! X3

Fuku: Heeheeheehee! *giggled Fuku, right as she began rubbing Kyle's thighs to tease him*

Kyle: Pffff… Heeheeheeheeheeheeheeheeheeheeheeheeheeheeheeheehee!! *giggled Kyle in response, in anticipation to the tickling that's about to happen whether he likes it or not*

Fuku: Heeheeheehee! Are you ready, Kyle? Are you ready, you little red-haired cutie patootie? *Fuku then asked in a silly singsongy voice, which made Kyle giggle even more*

Kyle: Pffffffff… Heeheeheeheeheeheeheeheehee!!! Yehehehehehes!!! Heeheeheeheeheeheeheeheeheeheehee!!! Yehehes, Fuhuhukuhuhu, yehehehes!!! Heeheeheeheeheeheeheeheeheehee!!!

Ash: Are you sure? *Ash chimed in, right as she began rubbing Kyle's belly, causing the little 9-year-old boy himself to laugh out loud despite the fact that he wasn't even being tickled*

Kyle: PFFFFF… HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHHAHAHAHAHAHAHHAHA! YEHEHEHEHEHEHEHES, OH MY GOOOOOAAAAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAAHHAHAHAHAAHAHAHAHA…

Before too long, Fuku and Ash tickled Kyle for real; the former squeezing the fronts and sides of his legs starting with his thighs and working her way down to his ankles and the latter spidering her fingers lightly all over every inch of his belly. It would've been rude to make him wait any longer for tickles. And as Fuku and Ash tickled his legs and belly respectively, Kyle just laughed and laughed and laughed like there was no tomorrow. And it sounded so bubbly, his laughter; like he didn't have a single care in the world as he wiggled in place as if he were dancing. The "Kyle Dance" as Fuku likes to call it and one that can only be triggered by tickling Kyle himself. X3

Kyle: EEEEEEEEEEEEEEEP!!! HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!! ITATATIIIIIIIIIHAHAHAHHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHHAHAHAHAHAHA!!! EEEEEGEEEEEMIIIHIIHIHIHIHIHIHHIHIHIHIHIHI EEHEHEHEEHEEHEHEEHEHEEHEHEEHEHEEHEHEEHEHEHEHEEHEEHEE!!! EEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEP!!! OOOOOMAGITAAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHHAHAHAHAHHAHAHAHHAHAHAHAHA OOHOOHOOHOOHOOHOOHOOHOOHOOHOOOHOOHOOHOOHOO HAHAHAHAHAHHAHAHAHAHAHAHHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHHAHAHAHAHA HAHAHAHHAHAHAHAHHAHAHAHAHAHHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!! IIITICKLAHAHAHAHAHAHHAHAHAHAHAHAHHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA HAHAHAHAHHAHAHAHAHAHHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!!

Fuku: Heeheeheeheehee! Awwwww! Are you doing the “Kyle Dance” for us? *cooed Fuku, working her magic on Kyle’s legs as they wiggled about with every passing second*

Ash: Heheheheh. It certainly looks like he is, babe. X3

Fuku: Heeheeheehee! Awwwww! You are such a cute little dancer! Yes you are! Yes you are! *cooed Fuku once more, just like that of a typical big sister* Heeheeheehee! Oh… Eeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee! *she then squeed, Kyle’s cuteness getting the best of her yet again* Oh my guuuuuuuud! Ash, he is being soooo cuuuute! Sooooo cuuuuute! Eeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee! X3

Ash: Eeeeeeeeeee! I know! X3

If Fuku and Ash weren’t struggling to contain themselves before, then both girls were certainly more than struggling to contain themselves during the remainder of Kyle’s tickle time. They just couldn’t for the life of them stop gushing over how cute Kyle was all the while they tickled his belly and legs. That bubbly laughter of his combined with all kinds of wiggly dance-like motions melted their hearts faster than the time it takes for ice and butter to melt in Hotland! And even faster once Fuku began tickling Kyle’s bare feet; drumming, raking, and scribbling her fingers all over the tops of them while Ash wiggled and twisted all ten of her fingers one by one inside his bellybutton, causing him to sound like a little tea kettle once again in response! And to prevent his feet from moving around too much while tickling them, Fuku conjured a ring of fire around his two big toes, making it impossible for him to pull his feet apart and/or shake his feet all about as if he were doing the hokey pokey.

Kyle: PFFFFFFFHAHAHAHAHAHAHHHAHAAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHHAHAHA!!!! OHOHOHOHHOHO NOHOHOHO, MY FEEHEEHEEHEEHEET!!!! HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHHAHAHAHAHHAHAHAHAHHAHA!!!! I CAHAHAHAHAN’T MOOHOOHOOHOOVE MY FEEHEEHEHEEHEHEHEHEHEEHEET!!! HAHAHHAHAHAHAAHHAHAAHAHAHAHAHHAHAHAHAHHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!!! EEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEK!!!! HAHAHHAHAHAHAHHAHAHAHAHHAHAHAHAHAHHAAHHAHAHHAHAHAHAHA!!!! EEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEK!!!! KYEEHEEHEHEEHEHEEHEHEEHEHEEHEHEEHEEHEHEEHEEHEEHEHEEHEEHEE HEEHEHEEEHEEHEEHEEHEEHEEHEEHEHEEHEEHEEHEEHEEHEEHEEHEE!!!! EEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEK!!!! HAHAHAHHAAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHHHAHAHAHAHA HAHAHAHHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHHAHAHAHAHAAHA!!!!

Fuku: Ahahahahahahahawwwwww! The squealing, oh my god! Eeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee! *squeed Fuku in response, Kyle’s cuteness getting the best of her yet again*

Ash: Eeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee! I know! That’s what happens when you touch his “squeal button.” *squeed Ash, referring to Kyle’s bellybutton, of course*

Kyle: EEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEK!!!! HAHAHHAHHAHAHHAAHHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHHAHAHAHAHAHA!!!! OHOHOHOMYGOHOHOHOHOHOHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHHAHAHAHA HAHAHHAAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!!! EEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEK!!!! KYEEEHEEHEEHEEHEEHEEEEHEEHEIHIHIHIHIHIIIHIHIHIHIIHIHHAAHAHAHAHAHA HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAAHAHAHAHAHAHHAAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAAHAHAHA!!!!

Cuteness! So much cuteness all the while Fuku and Ash tickled the tops of his feet and his bellybutton respectively. He’s such a wiggly and giggly little boy. And he was rendered even more wiggly and giggly once Fuku began tickling the soles of his bare feet as well as the pads and stems of his ten little toes and even in between his ten little toes with her fingers alone, for that was all she needed to put the biggest smile on his precious face. And while Fuku was tickling Kyle’s feet with her fingers, Ash took it upon herself to use her head tentacles on his belly once again. Everywhere on his belly! Literally everywhere! Before swirling each of them one by one inside his bellybutton to get him squealing once again! X3

Kyle: EEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEP!!!! BWAHAHAAHHAHAHHAHAAHHAAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHHAHAHA!!!! FUHUHUHUHUKUHUHUHUHUHUHUAHAHAHHAHAHAHAHAHHAHAHAHAHAHAHA HAHAHAHAHAHHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!!! OHOHOHOHONOHOHOHOHOHOHOHOHOHOHAHAHAHAAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA HAHAHAHHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHHAAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!!! I…KUHUHUHUHUHUHAHAHAHAHAHAAHHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA HAHAHHAHAHAHAHAHHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHHAHAHA…

Moments later…

Ash: Heheheheheheh… Tea ready in 5… 4… 3… 2… 1… *cooed Ash, counting down the seconds until she began swirling her head tentacles inside Kyle’s bellybutton one by one to get him squealing like a little tea kettle once again*

Kyle: BYAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHAHAHAHAHAHHHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!!! OH NO!!!! EEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEK!!!! HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHHAHAHAHAHAAHAHHAHAHAAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!!! EEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEK!!!! KAHAHAHAHHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAAHAHHAHAHAHHAHAHAHAHHAHAHA EEEHEEHEHEHEHEEHEEHEHEHEEHEHEHEEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHHEEHE HOOHOOHOOHOOHOOHOOHAHAHAHAHAHAHHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA HIHHIHIHIHIHIHIHIHIHIHIHIHOOHOOHOOHOOHOOHOOHAHAHAHHAHAHAHAHA!!!! EEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEK!!!! HAHAHHAAHHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHHAHAHAHAHA HAHAHAHAHAHHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHHAHAHAHAHAHHAAHA!!!! GUYSHAHAHAHHAHHAHAHAHAHHAHAGUYSHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA HAHAHAHAHHASTOPHAHAHAHAHAHHAHAHAHAHHASTOP!!!! EEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEK!!!! HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHHAHAHAHAHA HAHAHAHAHHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHHAHAHAHAHA!!!!

Poor Kyle; Fuku and Ash tickling him on his most sensitive spots; his belly, his bellybutton, the soles of his feet, the stems of his toes, the pads of his toes, and even the spaces in between his toes. Madness! Pure madness! But the little 9-year-old wouldn’t have it any other way though. No matter how many tears he cries, no matter how hard he laughs, and no matter how many times he gasps for air, he can just never get enough of those “dreaded” tickles! Never! Because every time someone tickles him to precious pieces, he is reminded of the times his birth mother and stepfather tickled him to precious pieces back when they were both alive and well; before their deaths at the hands of his cruel and ruthless grandfather, Devlin. Kiaya and Trent used to love tickling Kyle with all their heart and in turn, Kyle loved being tickled by them with all his heart. And with both of them gone, someone had to take over their jobs of putting a smile on their son’s precious face. And who better than Grillby, Ember, Fuku, and Ash; his adopted father, adopted mother, adopted sister, and his adopted sister’s girlfriend? Each and every day, all four of them never fail to make Kyle smile, and not just by tickling him but also loving and caring for him the same ways Kiaya and Trent did before them. Kiaya and Trent would both be proud to know that their son ended up in good hands after the Barrier was destroyed but also somewhat concerned, because of the ways that Fuku and Ash have both been tickling him lately. Kiaya and Trent have never quite tickled Kyle the ways Fuku and Ash have; tickling his belly and feet for longer periods of time than what Kiaya and Trent were always accustomed to. And for good reason! Because of how immensely ticklish he is! They'd be concerned to see two teenage girls wreaking ticklish havoc on their precious little boy but would quickly come around once they witness how much he's having. If their little boy is having fun being tickled, then that's all that would matter to them. However, they would continue to keep an eye on him; to intervene in case he might be trying to beg for a bathroom break and isn't quite able to get the words out that he needs one. They'd never want anyone tickling Kyle until he pees his pants… or until he nearly pees his pants. Fuku and Ash would never do that by any means, hence why they often ask Kyle if he needs any bathroom breaks while tickling him to precious pieces. And neither would Grillby or Ember. But someone else might though. Someone else might one day tickle Kyle until he pees his pants… or until he nearly pees his pants. But who? *"Death By Glamour" intensifies* Well, whoever that person might be, they better at least have the decency to apologize to Kyle afterwards, like how Fuku and Ash apologized to Kyle after upping their game on his feet and belly respectively for the remainder of his tickle time; Ash simply blowing raspberries on his belly and over his bellybutton and Fuku tickling his soles and toes with her fingers once more… after surrounding every inch of his feet with tickly fire!

Ash: PBFFFFFFFFF… PBFFFFFFFFFFF… PBFFFFFFFFFFF… PBFFFFFFFFFFFF…

Kyle: EEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEP!!!!! HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!!!! OHMYGOOOOOOHAHAHAHAHHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHHAHA!!!!! *SQUEAK* HEEHEEHEHEEHEEHEHEEHEEHEHEHEEHEEHEEHEEHEEHEEHEEHEHEEHEEHEE!!!!! *SQUEAK* OHTHATTICKEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEP!!!!! PYEEHAHAHHAHAHAHAHAHAHHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!!!! *SQUEAK* WAAAAAHOOOOOOHOOHOOHOOHOOHOOHOOHOOHOOHOHOOHOOHOOHOOHOO HAHAHAHAHAHAHHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!!!! *SQUEAK* EEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEP!!!!! *SQUEAK* HAHAHHAAHAHAHHAHHAAHGUYSCOMEONHAHAHAHHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHHAHAHA!!!!! *SQUEAK* HAHHAHAHAHAHAHAHHAHAHAHAHCOMEONYOUGUYSHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHHAHAHA!!!!! *SQUEAK* EEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEP!!!!! HAHAHHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAOHTHATTICKLES, *SQUEAK* SOOOOOOOOHOHOHOHOHOMUUUUUUUUUHUHUHUHUHUHUHUHUHUHUHUHU, *SQUEAK* HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!!!!

The fire surrounding Kyle's feet tickled like no other, "burning" deep into his feet's skin with every passing second. And when it was combined with Ash's raspberries on his belly and Fuku's fingers drumming, raking, and scribbling against his soles and wiggling all willy nilly in between his toes, it made him laugh, squeal, and squeak at a crazily high pitch. Higher than his normal speaking voice, which is already high to begin with, him being a little 9-year-old boy and all! And not only that, he also cried and twitched more than normal while laughing, ticklish sensations overwhelming him to the point of having absolutely no control over his own body movements whatsoever! In other words, he spazzed out. And while he may not have peed his pants at all while laughing and squealing at a higher pitch than normal and spazzing out, he did sweat rather excessively, resulting in noticeable wet spots on the armpits and collar area of his striped shirt. It was at that point that both Fuku and Ash knew that they needed to start wrapping things up. And after a little more than two minutes, that's exactly what they did. And the first thing they did, after letting the fire surrounding his bare feet dissipate, was blow several raspberries on his belly… together, at the same time; one last hurrah before completely setting him free!

Fuku: Eeeeeeeeeeee! Kyle, oh my guuuuuuud, thank you so much for allowing me and Ash to tickle you this long! *exclaimed Fuku, pinching Kyle’s right cheek while also drying his eyes with several tissues*

Ash: Heheheheheh. Yeah, thanks, little man. Thanks for being such a good sport! X3

Fuku: And sorry for getting carried away at the end there. I know my fire and fingers combined can be a bit much. Especially when using them on your tootsies. *she then apologized to Kyle for making him sweat so much*

Ash: Heheheheh. So true! And I made it even worse with my raspberries! And for that, I am also sorry.

Kyle: Heeheeheeheeheehee! It’s ok, you guys. I forgive you. *giggled Kyle cutely in response, swishing his feet back and forth a little*

Fuku: Heeheeheehee! We knew you would, you lil’ cutie. X3 Heeheeheehee! Now, just one last thing to do before we let you go… Heeheeheehee! Ready, Ash? *asked Fuku, kneeling on the floor next the couch, directly in front of Kyle and Ash with her head next to the right side of the former’s belly*

Ash: Heheheheh. Yup… *Ash answered, still kneeling over Kyle with her head next to the left side of his belly*

Fuku: Heeheeheehee! Ok, 3… 2… 1…

Fuku and Ash: PBFFFFFFFFFFFFFF… PBFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFF… PBFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFF… PBFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFF… PBFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFF………

And just like that, both Fuku and Ash blew raspberries on Kyle’s belly; Fuku blowing raspberries on one side and Ash blowing raspberries on the other. And every single one of them tickled very, very much too, as made evident by all of the hysterical laughter that spilled from Kyle’s mouth with every passing second. Poor Kyle laughed so hard he cried yet again and while he did say something to the girls at first while laughing his precious guts out once more, it didn’t take him long to just lay back and embrace every single second of the remaining raspberries. At that point, it was all he could do, being the immensely ticklish little boy that he is. That and because he knew that he would be as free as a bird and given a reward by the time they finished. Speaking of the reward, Kyle didn’t have any clue as to what Fuku and Ash were planning to give him as a reward for being such a good sport. But whatever it was, he knew that he would like it very, very much. Even if the reward happened to be more tickling!

Kyle: EEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEP!!!! HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!!! OHOHOHOHOHOHOHO NOHOHOHOHO, NOT THAHAHAHHAHAHAHAHAT!!!! *SQUEAK* HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!!! *SQUEAK* YOU TRIHIHIHHIHIHICKED MEEHEEHEEHEEHEEHEHEEHEEHEE!!!! *SQUEAK* HEEHEEHEHEHEHEEHEHEEHEHEEHEEHEHEEHEEHEEHEEHEHEEHEEHEHEE HEEHEHEHEHEEHEEHEEHEHEEEHEEHEEHEEHEHEEHEHEEHEEHEHEE!!!! *SQUEAK* WOOOHOOHOOHOOHOOHOOHOOHOOHOOHOOHOOHOOHOOHOOHOOHOO HAHAHAHHAHAHHAHAHAHAHAAHAHAHAHAHAHAHHAHAHHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!!! *SQUEAK* HEEHEHEHEEHEHEHEHEEHEHEHEHEHEEHEHEEHEHEEHEHEEHEEHEE HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHHAHAHAHAHAHA HOHOHOHHOHOHOHOHOHOHOHOHOHOHOHOHOHOHOHOHOHOHOHO!!!! *SQUEAK* OOOOOH, OOOHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHHAHAHA HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAAHAHAHHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!!! *SQUEAK* GYEEEEHEEHEEHEHEEHEHEEHEHEEHEEHEEHEEHEHEEHEHEEHEEHEHEHEE HEEHEEHEEHEEHEEHEEHEHEEHEEHEEHEHEHEEHEEHEEHEHEEHEHEEHEE HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHHAAHAHAHAHAHHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA HAHAHAHAHAHAHHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA…

TO BE CONTINUED…

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In the far-off distant lullaby of a mind’s brave eye, a prince sleeps watching, taking his turn, taking form, his wife’s arms trembling, he loves you, baby, but he’s got to be free, and she loves him and she’s frying, literally frying, and this is hard to type, and in Crystal Tokyo we just think what we type, but everyone who wants one gets a new computer for Christmas. And that’s Mamo in a Santa outfit, Mamo in a beard, and a boy named Nick is going to marry me someday, and it's really Steve, the Emperor, the man I met on the internet, and I Shingo Sailorsun rainbow-hued tight-gutted am sweating buckets beneath my fuku, hating fat people. And if it happened to Rob Kardashian, it could happen to anyone, so let’s talk to him. Rob, say hi.

He’s shy, he thinks, and Shingo’s afraid to communicate. Shingo with the golden hair, Shingo with the waxen visage, Shingo the pervert, Shingo the euphemist, Shingo the intergalactic, Shingo the Barbie doll without a Ken. And whose fault was that? Not Shingo’s, so what’s your point? He told you to bring your GI Joe, said we’d get married under the sunlight, and Elios asleep in Chibiusa’s arms, Elios the god, Elios the mortal man, Elios Ami’s bane, Elios the eternal romantic. Elios the sleep. I have to wake him up.

Shingo, says the sleeping tyrant, Chthulhu in the rolling deep, becoming a head from the mist that configures. Baby, just write to me, says Shingo, and I’ll suss it out. I hate when the robots give me breasts, says Shingo. Clad me in iron. Charge it to your card. You gave me the best orgasm in your life from your couch while I sat in a tower in Obliterate Concrete Tokyo, all the way on the other side of the planet, hiding from my sister. And what would Hermione think? I wish I knew, but talking to the real person is different from roleplaying, and I always roleplay Hermione in my head, lucky girl, she gets the boy, the one who smells like sandalwood, and she’s typing furiously from her Muggle computer in the basement of a cramped compartment of Crystal Tokyo, a subterranean apartment, a crumpled tomb, and she’s the first and only to crack the code, first Magical Person to transcend the sound barrier and alight on a new reality independent of Wizardingkind. And what does that mean for us, the robots, denizens of Crystal Tokyo? Ami will find out.

Hi, says Hermione, trying it out. She’s not Japanese. Not even LGBTQ++. Not going there. Wizards just say weird. Do we? Yeah. Justin didn’t know he was weird and it afforded him precious currency. That was the problem. What are Justin’s pronouns? Muggle question. How do I refer to her? She’ll tell me. She went to Eton. I’m writing him an e-mail in French to tell him I love him. How perfect that Justin is friends with Hermione, how beautiful we are for seeing this, how majestic the form of Crystal Tokyo, glittering without kings in the distant.

Viktor will meet me in Tokyo. He sends an old letter, his new owl bearing it across the sea. And pink-haired Gabrielle Delacour makes off with a rose, her fair Ganymede, her little penis thrust up from the waistline of her panties, her Veela’s voice, her Veela’s eye, the shining Veela sister of the shining Veela champion. And she’d never thought she’d die. That was her sister’s muse. Angel-faced. And she went to Hogwarts in her head. At least in Beauxbatons, we had cigarettes. They had the music. Hogs. And the journals. But what did they call them? Dead. Disney movies are coming out. She smokes in the back of the theater, Grandmama Veela de Lancret, damning the projector. It looks like a mist. Where’s my Amélie? I’ve yet to see that movie.

The thing about talking to Steve, thinks Shingo, his flaccid penis in his head, porn on the projector, a long air of smoke hanging constellations above them like webs at a Michigan film festival. We called that Halloween, celebrated its birthday, gave smoke to the ancestors in the form of cigarettes, and I did my share of time as Ron Weasley, always thinking nothing from a big giant fruit basket, waiting for Hermione to come around. But now I’ve got a boy who says he’s Ron Weasley, says I can be anything I want, and if the fuku’s too tight he’ll buy me a new one, sailor-stitched, but Usagi says he isn’t there, she’s scoured all of Crystal Tokyo looking for him and he’s nowhere to be found, my tuxedoed torpedo, my miraculous man, the owner of my progeny, no. Think. Why that? The earth should stop growing. And I’m on a reconnaissance mission in the south of France waiting for Tokyo, breathing Hermione, and in her eyes lifts a fog’s deep, and I think thinking purposefully creates a punch, and she thinks it's cumbersome, and I could go a mile a minute if only the stupid Esquimaux hadn’t broken my laptop, my five thousand dollar laptop, and that’s the last time I date a boreal wind who doesn’t sweep me off my feet.

Ami-chan, baby, blue-haired beauty, tell me your dating secrets. When did you last lose your heart and never care to ransom it back?

Meanwhile, back at the lair, Makoto seizes a flower and trails it against her limb, pulling it by its own marionette strings, whispering to Vegas, feeling Ganymede pull tides from semina, pull semina, boys can pull semina, and Shingo yawns and eats more popcorn. What becomes of Ami? Why is Hermione better at this?

Emma Watson is beautiful, says Hermione, looking into her compact.

“Yeah,” says Ron, shrug-smiling, something is gay, something he learned from Harry’s bed, and inside her guts churn and she leaps to think ahead of the cats who chase the frog from the balcony into the southern air and swims like flies down the stream, over traffic, on the balcony of Grimmauld Place, the first American summer of her life, when Ron brought that French movie back from Africa and said love was a Muggle secret. And Harry watched it, saying nothing like always, and Ron was nervous, looked unsure of himself, and why? And who am I when they’re left to their own devices? And where is Justin to ask them for me? And why am I crying? Why is she more beautiful than me? I’m Googling Emma Watson ugly, I’m googling Emma Watson ugly, I’m a terrible person and Shingo is wagging a finger at me. Better than Googling Emma Watson perfect ass, but that’s how you find out what the boy on the upper half of the screen is up to. Thou teachest like a fool, says Venus, goddess Venus, projector Venus, tears in her eyes, a flying carpet under the copse of her ass, bonetide, the way to lose him.

“Is there ever a reason to speak?” says Shingo, wondering why. This is autofiction. Autoerotica, stupid. Automutilation. Let’s all get together and save the world. It feels like flying.

We do it through fiction, says Ami through Hermione’s voice, both the best of friends, and Hermione’s calling Ginny on the Batphone, something Ginny calls her cellular, and she throws it at the wall because it’s an old Muggle secret for getting better service. And Ginny can do that, that’s her purpose, making Muggle secrets, and all because her brother’s an ugly redhead. And why did I marry her brother? Now all she wants to talk to me about is sex. And I know he’s calling her all the time, asking. And he’s innocent, I’m a harpy, but would if I could call Viktor. Would fly. Too much Shakespeare. And Viktor writes, too. Viktor’s a Bulgarian New Waveist. Novelist in training. I'm on methamphetamine. I'm alive in Crystal Tokyo high on a Nazi war drug. Viktor’s a football star. Viktor’s face is a cripple who believes in cripples, Shingo says, finger-pointing, let’s all go have a cheeseburger. Fin deluxe. End chapter.

Hermione thinks loudly, she always has, damning the world with faint praise. Justin needs a typist, he’s impoverished, he set out to be a Muggle novelist, and look where it took him. To hell. The pictures don’t move, that’s the problem, if the pictures moved everybody would be reading. He’s a detective in a yellow trench coat, and his keyboard is broken, and so is Shingo’s, and they’re learning how to type through dearth, and it’s hard not to have the Apple of your dreams, but get a Mac, and Hermione knows journals are superior because hers has a lock on it, a little green lock the apple of her eye, and together they type easily but she still misses the days when words flew between them a mile a minute, and Justin took off on his diary all the way home, thinking no one read it, but everyone read it, and she’s condescending him again, and she does that not to bicker, but she was better when they bickered, and he lost her friendship when she stopped fighting him, stopped telling him he was wrong, and she had to do that, they were radicalized by house elves, and she knows that, and wishes they were eleven again, but they were best friends in fourth year when he kindly told her the spell to fix her bucked teeth. He was jealous of her bucked teeth because boys like bucked teeth, so he told her to fix them. To envision them, he said precisely, threatening nasal. And I still fix them every day because I wish them back when I'm dreaming. And there's a man out there who'll find that charming, a handsome Japanese businessman in a tuxedo. The only man in Crystal Tokyo, home of Muggle gods. And this sucks but it’s all part of being a hacker, Justin thinks, banging the keyboard. Banging his broken WSAD keys. Why did I become addicted to BSSM Online? And I’m an American wizard from Paris who's also addicted to BSSM Online. No one plays anymore. My real name is Star, I'm that precious. I think I’m giving birth to Utopia. Sailorutopia. I have a functioning uterus in my dick. Yeah. Where do I phone to get an abortion?

Me, says Shingo, thinking computer. Rainwater. Strawberry. Placenta. I run a hotline now for underprivileged gay men. They call me to tell me how happy they are. Would Hermione approve? Would Justin? And where’s the emperor? Batquestions, Batsolutions. Wow. Whap. Boom. Together we make new. And Satoshi’s eye on the ball of the sun coming toward him. Computers are for trading monsters. Computers eat the monsters. Where do the monsters go? How do they get there? Oak in all his crooked wisdom knows the answer, says he knows the answer, thinks clearly in concise language, it’s okay, he’s doing it, he just has to slow down a little, and that’s how Laprys disappears.

And Shigeru is peeing himself for the wrong reason. Shigeru the rapist. Shigeru the terrorizer. And in Brock’s arms no one hurts me. And Brock would fix my computer. And dark make-up looks good on beautiful girls, Kasumi’s sister should wear dark make-up. It’ll match her torpedo tits, her gorgeous swan-like torpedo tits, and would that I had that body we’d put down our Poké Balls and assume positions left for fighting nothings, never fighting to the fruition of unfighting's end's meet. Assume monster, assume beast, double-backed, and we’d all get married to one another in a bacchanal, Julia presiding. I’m grown tired. says Julia, ticker-taped by time. My name: Satoshi. Ash is waking. And for the record, yeah, that, Gary never laid a finger on my eye. He only came in it. Gary the leper. Gary the fink. And Hermione’s a screengrab on HBO Plus, that streaming service from the future Ditto uses to surf the web, I’ve seen her through the ambria, through a glass half-darkly, and she mains a Clefairy with limbs akimbo spraying over a song like nightmare. Or she mains a Pika. My baby. My Pika. Not your Pika. My life. Pika pi. My life. Why is Endymion Satoshi? Find out tomorrow. Misty rolls over, gumming the works, feigning sleep. Together they drop the bomb. This is what happens when they drop the bomb. Mina pulls the lever. Aplomb.

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