Annoying!

*Bangs fist on table* lee Frida! Someone needs tickle that small gal!

Fr thoughhh

Colorful Day

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--Just a happy little day--

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|Lee - Frida -- Ler - Harriet|

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(Characters may be OOC since I haven't watched the reboot JUST yet! So, I do apologize if anything seems a little off)

"Ready, Fri??" Harriet asked, hovering her wiggly fingers above Frida's sides.

"Kihinda?.." Frida chuckled slightly, curling up a bit.

How did this happen you may ask? Well, Frida was currently in a lee mood, and who better to help ya out? Why, your best friend of course!

"Great!" Harriet then started to (gently) tickle Frida's sides.

"EEP-- pff-- eehehehehehehe--!" Frida giggled softly, holding onto Harriet's wrists.

"Awh! Listen to them giggles!" Harriet pointed out

"Nohoho--! Dohohon't pohohoint it ohout!" Frida giggled a little bit louder.

"But whyyyy?~"

"Dohon't you stahart!"

"Start what?~" Harriet asked in a teasy tone.

"You ahass!! *squeak*"

"Now thahat's not a nice word!" Harriet chuckled, moving her tickly fingers on Frida's belly.

"SHIHIHIHIHIHIhihihihihihihit!!" Frida's giggles mixed in with laughter now.

"Neither is that! Got a bad mouth, huh?"

"HahahahahaHARRIehehehehehehet *snort*" Frida squirmed a little, her grip getting a little tighter on Harriet's wrists.

"Awwhawh! I didn't know you could snort!" Harriet giggled along in slight surprise.

"NAHAHA!!"

"Nahaha? What does that mean, huh?" Harriet asked playfully. (Yet very teasy)

"Ihi don't KNAAAHAAHAAHAHAAHAHAHOW!!!-- CAHAHAHAHAHAHAHANDY!!" (Not Harriet's actual nickname but y'know:3) Frida's giggle laughter turned into just laughter when Harriet went up to her underarms, immediately letting go of Harriet's wrists and clamping her arms down.

"Goofball! Now my hands are stuck!" Harriet teased, wiggling her fingers.

"NOHOHOHOHOHO THEY AHAHAHAHAHAHAREN'T!!" Frida protested, squirming a LOT more now

"Anddddd how do you know, genius?" Harriet asked with a smirk

"D-DOHOHOHOHOHON'T YOU DAHAHAHAHAHAHARE!!"

"Dare what?"

"NAHAHAAAHAHAHAHA!!" Frida couldn't make out a sentence for a moment there!

"Huh? What was that, Fri?~"

"PLEHEHEHEHEHEHEASE!!"

"You want me to stop?" Harriet asked with a soft chuckle

"YEHEHEHEHEHEAH!"

Harriet chuckled and stopped, slipping her hands out.

"Ehehehehe... woooohohoah..." Frida chuckled, melting onto the floor

Harriet giggled and looked down at her colorful friend "Has I cured it?"

"You hahas definitely cured it..."

🧡End🩷

<I am also sorry for all the short fics lately:( The next fic WILL be longer! I promise<3>

I refuse to believe they're part of evil sometimes

EATS YOUR HAIR SO YOUR BALD!

MY FUCKING HAIR--

Heh

A usual sighting of a conversation between me and @ali-the-weirdo

@ali-the-weirdo-reblogs

Nah

These two besties (both guys) kinda melted my heart today--

NO BC LIKE-- One dude was just tickling the other dude--

AND THE OTHER GUY GOES-: "Gehet your hand off my thiHIHIGH-"

His giggles were honestly so cute tho-

They stopped once the teacher came back in but like--

IT WAS JUST REALLY CUTEEE

Cuddly Comfort

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--Don't be sad, Mal! Your boyfriends here!--

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|Lee - Mal -- Ler - Vito|

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Ships Included - Mal x Vito

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<My AU plz be respectful:)>

It's been about a month since Mike let Mal stay, and three weeks since Vito and him got together. But guilt was still eating up at him. What he's done... what he tried... it all just felt wrong for a second chance! He didn't deserve it... but he didn't wanna disappear again. People were still on edge... meaning Chester and Svetlana, and other people that weren't alters. Zoey and Cameron... though he had Manitoba, Vito, and Mike. He was grateful for that, but... did he really deserve this? Mal was sitting on his bed in his castle, hugging his knees and looking down, not hearing the footsteps coming up the stairs

"Mally Pie! Do you wanna jo--" Vito came up the stairs and saw Mal in that state. Miele? (Honey) What's wrong?" Vito walked over to Mal, sitting next to him. "...Do I deserve this?" "What?" "Do I deserve a second chance? I mean... I did so many horrible things... to Mike, you, others, I--... I don't think I should've even been offered one!" Mal hugged his knees tighter, burying his face in his knees. Vito frowned, obvious concern in his eyes. "Mal... don't think like that. We forgive you--" "HALF of you do!" Mal interrupted, snapping his head up at Vito. "There's still Cameron, Zoey, Chester, SVETLANA?! I feel so useless and horrible! I'm an awful person!!" Mal held onto his head with his hands, his voice cracking slightly. "Hey... no, they just need time to forgive you. It's okay." Vito scooted closer, wrapping his arm around Mal's shoulders, pulling him closer. "You deserve the second chance, dolcezza (sweetie)." "But--" "No. No buts. It's okay." He rubbed Mal's back. Mal sighed shakily and rested his head on Vito's shoulder. "I-I'm sorry..." "Hey hey... it's okay, don't cry..." Vito hugged his lover, Mal letting tears fall, crying silently into Vito's shoulder. "It's okay, Mal... everything will be okay..."

After a minute or three, Mal calmed down and wiped his tears away. "Sorry..." Mal mumbled as Vito rested Mal's head onto his chest, Mal wrapping his arms around Vito. "Don't be sorry, Mal. You don't need to be." Vito reassured, rubbing his boyfriends back. "Come on... don't be so sad, my dear..." Vito gently traced his fingers down Mal's side. "Pff-- w-wahait... Vihi... noho..." Mal giggled darkly yet softly, burying his face in Vito's chest. "What? You know you like it, Mal..." "It's chihildish..." "Don't give me that BS, my ticklish pie~" "Vihi!" Mal giggled, squeaks slipping out. "Yes, Mal?" Vito said in a soft tone, now slowly yet lightly spidering up and down ribs and sides. "N-Noho pet nahahames!" Vito chuckled and kissed Mal's head, his hands tracing up and down Mal's back. "Ehehe-- nohohoho...!" Mal giggled, clinging to Vito tighter. "Do you feel better?" "Noho!" "It just hasn't kicked in yet~" Vito then gently took Mal's hand, scittering his fingers along Mal's fingers and palms. "Aha! Wahait, noho! *squeak* stohop swihitching spohohohots!" Mal squeaked, hiding his flushed face in Vito's chest. "Oh, I can't switch spots you say?~" Vito then just gently tickled Mal's sides "Oho noho!-- B-Bahabe plehease! *hic*" "Awh, was that a little hiccup? Ahawh! You're so cute!" Mal's giggles went up a notch "Nohohohoho! Dohohon't mention ihihit!" He squeaked as Vito just chuckled. "Laaaaast time... do you feel better?" "Noho!" "No? Now I think you just WANNA be tickled tickled tickled~" "Bahahabe! Nohohohoho!!" Mal's face flushed more. "Is someone getting embarrassed by a word? Yeah? Little tickles? Little tickle tickle?" "Ahaha! No! Nohot thahat!" Mal snorted, burying his face in his lovers chest once more. "Well... I guess we have to go up a notch, Mally Pie!"

"PFF-- BWAAAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAAA!! NOHOHOHO-- NOT THEHEHEHERE!! ANYWHERE BUT THEHEHEHEHEHEHEHERE!! *squeal*" Mal squealed and kicked his feet, trapping Vito's hands in his underarms. "You goofball, now I can't move them! Guess I have no choice but to tickle tickle tickle tickle tick-le you!!" Vito teased, continuing to wiggle his fingers. "NOHOHOHOHOHOHO-- I CAHAHAHAHA-- VIHIHIHIHIHIHITO!!" "Well I'm stuck! All I can do is tickle you~" "STOOOOHOHOHOHOP SAHAHAHAYING THAHAHAHAT!!" "What? Tickle?" "BIHIHIHITCH--" "That's not nice!" "YOHOHOHOHOHOU'RE NOT NIHIHIHIHIHIHICE!! *squeal* VIHIHIHIHITO!!" Vito chuckled "Feel better dammit!" "PLEHEHEHEHEASE--" "If you say so..." Vito lied Mal on his back and lifted up his shirt slightly.

"Noho-- Vi plehease-- dooooo-- WOOOOAAAAAAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!" Mal burst out into laughter when Vito blew a raspberry on his stomach before going back up to his underarms. "Tickle Tickle my upset baby!" "NO-- NOHOHOHOHOHOHO!! STAHAHAHAHAHAHAP!!" "Do you feel better?" "YES!! YEHEHEHEHEHEHES!! I FEHEHEHEHEHEEL GREEHEHEHEHEHEHEAT!! *hic*" Mal had tears poke out from the corners of his eyes. Vito stopped and just lied next to his breathless boyfriend. "You-- ehehevil bahastard... ahaha..." Vito chuckled and rubbed his boyfriends belly. "You feel better, no?" Mal just nodded, recovering. "Wanna get some ice cream? That's the reason I came up here, anyway..." "Mhm..." Vito got up and helped Mal onto his feet, holding his hand.

"You know I adore you..."

"I love you more, Vi..♡"

💘End🖤

I love my best friend sm💕✨️

Art and fanfic inspo goes to @jarhrjoo

Thank you so much for letting me do this! Love your art!🫶

You're my friend!

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--Cheer up, Shrimpo! It's going to be okay!--

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|Lee - Shrimpo -- Ler - Goob|

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FT - Brightney, Poppy, Cosmo, Sprout, Finn, Looey, Teagan, Connie, & Rodger

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Mentioned - Boxten & Scraps

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×Shrimpo angst×

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Ships Included - Teacase (Teagan x Rodger, Romantic) AngryHugs (Shrimpo x Goob, Platonic)

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"I HATE YOUR LIGHT!! Shrimpo yelled at Brightney "Ugh! Don't you have anything better to do?!" Brightney turned around, her hands on her hips. "NO!" "Gee! Why are you such a burden?!"

Ouch.

"Your bow kinda makes you look ugly... just saying." Shrimpo mumbled to Poppy, rolling his eyes. "Well-- if it's so ugly-- take it!!" She put her bow on his head "Now you're ugly, Mr. Shrimp!" She laughed, shaking her head as Boxten just smiled, chuckling awkwardly.

Ouch..

"I hate things that float! This sucks!!" Shrimpo stomped his foot out of anger. "Um-- ehexCUSE you?" Connie spun around, putting her hand on her hips. "I wasn't talking to you!" "Then don't blabber your useless mouth!!" Connie huffed, floating away

Ouch...

"Ew-- this cupcake tastes awful..." Shrimpo muttered to himself. "Uh-- Sprout, don't--" Comso wrapped his arms around Sprout's arm. "No! If you hate it so much, why don't you just leave?! I'm sure nobody would notice!" Sprout snapped. "Sprout!!" Cosmos eyes widened.

Shut up...

Shrimpo looked down and picked up a thumbtack. "...When did this fall out?" Looey happened to walk by along with Finn. "AHH-! Not another thumbtack, Shrimpo!!" Looey jumped. "Wait--" Shrimpo got cut off. "Stay away!!" Looey screamed and ran "Wait! Looey! But Shrimpo didn't...-" Finn looked back to Looey, then Shrimpo. He gave the shrimp an apologetic glance before running after the balloon animal

What did I even do?..

Shrimpo was just walking around before he heard a scoff from Rodger. "Gonna insult my wife's dress again, ya prick?" Rodger asked, squinting his eye. Teagans eyes just widened. "Rodger! That isn't proper! He didn't even-- Shrimpo, I am so--" "Just leave me alone!!" Shrimpo stomped away

Everyone sucks...

I suck.

I'm awful...

Horrible...

I hate being myself...

Just leave me alone...

Shrimpo slammed his door shut, plopping on his bed and just crying into his pillow. This is the 8th time he's cried all week... Jesus Christ. This isn't fair. It's just how he was made... he didn't know how to change that. If he could, he would. Maybe... just maybe...

He'd finally have a friend?

Shrimpo woke up groggily. Looks like he's cried himself to sleep... again. He checked the time, 7 pm. He sighed tiredly and curled up in his bed. "Ugh... my head is pounding, eugh..." he got up, sliding over to his door as he went into the kitchen. Sprout and Cosmo were there, no surprise. Sprout looked at Shrimpo and glared. "Sprout." Cosmo warned, putting his hands ok his hips as Sprout just sighed. Shrimpo rolled his eyes, opened the cabinet, and grabbed some ibuprofen. He took a pill, washing it down with some soda before putting the bottle back in the cabinet, closing it shut. He took his soda, dragging his feet back to his room. He set his soda on his nightstand.

Meanwhile...

"Awh, gee... Sprout, Shrimpo looked so... sad!" Cosmo whined, looking at the hallway pitifully. "So?" Sprout huffed, stubborn. "So? Sprout, Shrimpo is still one of us! A toon! He may be rude, sure, but that doesn't mean acting like him." Comso scolded, slightly disappointed in his best friend. "I heard someone sad?" Goob popped out of nowhere, his hands dragging behind him. "Oh, Goob! Thank goodness. Yeah, Shrimpo's looked so... down lately. He's been... calm? This isn't like the shrimp we know. Somethings off... can you go cheek on him?" Cosmo turned around to talk to Goob, looking at him with his eyes filled with concern. "Oh... I don't know... he says he hates hugs!" Goob frowned, his cheeks puffing. "Awh, come onnn! Who can resist your little face?" Cosmo smiled, stretching Goob's cheeks out a bit, which made the fluffy craft giggle. "Hehe! Yeah... alright! I'll give it a shot!" Goob grinned, speed walking over to the rage room. Comso sighed in relief. "Hopefully, this'll work." Cosmo looked at Sprout with hope and a small sad smile. Sprout looked at his best friend with a sigh, giving the roll a small smile. "Me too, buddy... me too."

Goob walked over, knocking on the shrimps door. "Shrimpo? Shhhrrrrimppppoooo! It's me! Goob!!" Goob smiled as he called out to the rage stack. The door creaked open. "What ya want, fool?" "I wanna cheer you up? Pretty please? Can we talk?" ...Silence for a nice minute. "...Shrim--" "Fine. Just don't knock anything over with your fucking arms." Shrimpo growled, closing and unlocking the door. Goob chuckled nervously, sloppily moving his hand to his left arm as he walked in. He shut the door behind him and looked at the radioactive bomb. "Hey..." Goob waddled over, sitting next to him. Shrimpo just lied down, his head on his pillow as he crossed his arms. Goob frowned, placing his red hand on the shrimps shoulder. "...Wanna talk about it?" Shrimpo shook his head no. Goob hummed in thought. "Well, then, how am I supposed to help?" "You're the clingy one... you figure it out." Shrimpo replied sassily. Goob sighed, thinking. "Hmph... well, there's always ways to make others feel better! But, I like one in particular!" Before Shrimpo could even let out another breath, he got pulled into a hug on the crafts lap, his back up to the floof chest. "...What are you doing? You know I hate hugs." Goob giggled. "I know, you yelled it at me, many times, friend." Goob smiled. "...Friend?" "Yeah! Friend! Friends help each other, y'know." Shrimpo looked down and hummed. But, he was snapped out of his thoughts when Goob's extended arm-wire things looped around him. Shrimpo struggled but got his arms out. "Ugh! What are you doing?!" "Cheering you up!" Before he knew it, he felt two hands squeeze his sides.

"Pfft--! H-Hehehehey!" Shrimpo giggled out of surprise, curling up slightly. "Aww, this is the first time I've heard you laugh!" Goob cooed with a giggle. "Ahand the o-ohonly time! Gehehehehehee-- staaahahap!" "Definitely not the only time, goofball!" Goob giggled, his floof brushing against Shrimpo's back. "EEP-! Nahaho! Gohohohoob!!" Shrimpo squealed, now kicking his legs a bit. "Yes, silly? I'm just making you feel better!" "Nahahat wohohohohorking!" "Oh, I think it is!" Goob giggled, his hand slithering down to squeeze Shrimpo's knees. "ACK-- G-GoooHOHOHOHOHOooob!!" Shrimpo covered his face, curling his legs up, wiggling his feet up and down. "That's my name, don't wear it out!" Goob joked, squeezing Shrimpo's belly with one hand and his knees with the other. "GoHOHOHOHOHOHOHOHOOB!! STAAAHAHAHAHAP!!" Shrimpo snorted and squeaked once Goob's hand slid down to the Shrimps waist "Oooh! Did I find a spot? Did I find a spot?!" Goob teased in a high-pitched baby voice, making the fireball unbelievably flustered. "D-DOOOOHOHOHOHON'T-- OH FUHUHUHUHUCK!!" Shrimpo slammed his eyes shut, both legs kicking now. Too bad he couldn't exactly move. Damn extend-able long arms. "What foul language!" Goob chuckled, moving one of his hands up to the firecrackers underarms. "NAHAHAHAHAT THEHEHEHEHERE!!" Shrimpo slammed his arms down to his sides. "Awww, look at your blushy face!~" "I HAHAHAHAHAHAHATE THIS!!" "You hate everything..." Shrimpo just cackled, shaking his head. "Hmm.. I know Finn said this could be a bad spot--" Goob reached his free hand up to Shrimpo's tail (fin... thing? Yk, the thing on his head) and he SCREAMED. "NAAAAAAHAHAHAHAHA!! WAHAHAHAHAIT!!-- GOOB!- GOOOOHOHOHOHOB!!" Shrimpo had tears in his eyes, slightly squirming now. "Goodness me! Such a ticklish fella!" Goob giggled. "PLEHEHEHEASE!- I CAHAHA-- I CAAAHAHAHAHAHAN'T!! STAHAHAHAHAP!!" Shrimpo pleaded, shaking his head rapidly as some tears ran down his face. "Feel better?" "YEHEHEHEHES-- SO- SOHOHOHOHO FILLED WITH JOHOHOHOHOHOY!!" Goob snickered. "Sarcastic..." He mumbled before stopping, still holding the shrimp in a hug. "Haah-... aaahaha..." Shrimpo huffed and panted. "The fuhuck?.." Shrimpo snorted, wiping his tears away. "Tired?" "Kihinda..." Goob smiled and rested Shrimpo down. "You're still my friend, y'know, I wasn't just saying that." Goob pulled his arms back in place. Shrimpo stayed silent for a minute before scoffing. "Whatever..."

The Next Morning...

Shrimpo walked in the kitchen with a yawn, rubbing his eye. Goob was talking with Scraps before noticing the angry ball of fire. "Shrimpo!" Goob extended his arms, grabbing Shrimpo and pulling him into a hug. "AH-! Hey! What gives?! I told you I hate your hugs!!" Shrimpo snapped out, trying but failing to get out of the grip. Goob chuckled. "You don't." Shrimpo paused for a minute before slumping his shoulders. "Shut up..."

♡End♡

HEHE YOU SILLY!!!

I added you into my besties list :3

AWWWWW RANDOMMM:D🫶

(I saw on ur thing that um I not on ur "Call me Rat" list so uh imma js call you random:3)