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It was a peaceful day in the Mushroom Kingdom. Mario and the Princess were enjoying some delicious spaghetti, but someone was missing. Luigi. He usually, like Mario, zoomed to wherever he smelled any pasta.
“Mario, do you think we should check on Luigi?” Peach asked worriedly.
Mario sucked up a bite of noodles, and said with a mouthful, “maybe. He’s usually up here by now.”
“Mario, please swallow your food before you talk,” Peach shook her head.
Mario just shrugged.
“Yes, your majesty,” he said smugly, “I guess I’ll go look for him.”
Mario stood up, and walked towards the bedrooms. He quietly knocked on the door with the green “L” on it.
“Luigi? Are you in there?” Mario asked.
He heard a sigh from inside the room.
“Yeah..” a sad voice said.
Mario opened the door to see Luigi curled up in his bed, face down in a pillow. He walked up to the bed and gently climbed on it.
“What’s the matter bro?” he asked.
There was no answer.
“Are you feeling bad?”
Luigi lifted his head up a little, and said, “no... I’m just having nightmares about King Boo. He kidnapped all of you, and I couldn’t save you all..”
Mario looked at him with sad eyes, “but you did save us, you’re a hero Luigi! It’s just a nightmare, it’s not real.”
“I know..thanks bro,” Luigi said.
“You want to come eat with us?” Mario asked.
“I think I’ll just stay in here for right now,” he sighed.
Mario nodded, stood up, and left the room, gently closing the door behind him.
Mario explained Luigi’s problem to Peach.
“Peach, I think Luigi needs to cheer up a little..” he said.
Peach began thinking about how they could cheer him up, “yeah... we need to make him happy.. we need to make him.. laugh.. Mario, I think I have an idea!”
She leaned down and whispered into his ear. Mario smiled and nodded and they headed off to Luigi’s room.
Mario knocked on Luigi’s door again.
“What do you want?” Luigi asked sounding slightly annoyed.
“Can we come in, Peach is with me,” Mario said.
There was a silence, then a soft, “yeah..”
They opened the door to see Luigi in the same position he was in when Mario came in before.
“Luigi, as your big brother, I declare you to not be sad anymore,” Mario said smiling.
Luigi rolled his eyes.
Peach stepped up, “Luigi, as the Princess, I declare that Mario and I help you not be sad anymore.”
“How?” Luigi asked.
“Lay down, and relax,” Peach replied.
Luigi raised his eyebrow, but laid down on his back anyway.
“Now what?” Luigi sighed.
Peach looked over to Mario and nodded. Without any hesitation or warning, he climbed up on the bed, and on top of Luigi.
“Hey! What are you doing?!” Luigi exclaimed.
Mario just giggled at him as Peach grabbed his wrists and pulled his arms above his head. Luigi now knew for sure where this was going. He tried to squirm out of their grasps, but Mario was just heavy enough to hold him there. Mario unbuttoned Luigi’s overalls and rolled his shirt up above his stomach. He then took off his gloves, cracked his fingers dramatically, and began descending them down to his stomach.
“M-Mario, Peach, please! W-wait!” Luigi pleaded.
“What’s the matter?” Mario asked slightly serious for he didn’t wanna make his little bro uncomfortable.
A smile crept up on Luigi’s face as he said, “dohon’t..”
Mario smirked at him, “you know what happens to little brothers who are sad?”
Luigi shook his head.
“They get caught by the TICKLE MONSTER!” Mario exclaimed as his hands instantly began squeezing and poking Luigi’s stomach.
Luigi squeaked, and burst into high pitched giggles.
“Nohohoho! No tickle monsteheheher!” he squealed.
Mario put his hands under his shirt and scratched at his upper ribs. He raked his nails down his ribs, and across his hips sending Luigi into mild hysterics.
“PLEHEHEASE! IT TICK-HEHEHE-TICKLES! PEACH HEHEHEHELP!” Luigi yelled.
“Sure thing!” Peach said.
She held his wrists in one hand, and scratched at his underarms with the other.
“THAT'S NOT HELPING- EEEEEE! AHAHAHAHA!” Luigi cried out.
“It helps me!” Mario said happily.
He leaned down, and started blowing raspberries on his stomach and sides.
Luigi kicked his legs, and tried to squirm away as he screamed, “MARIOHOHOHOHO PLEHEHEASE NOT THAHAHAT!”
It felt like he was being electrocuted by tickles. Mario’s mustache didn’t help either. Peach was busy pinching his ribs, and teasing him.
“Kitchy kitchy coo! Does this tickle?” she said.
Mario heard her teases and joined in. He vibrated his thumbs gently into Luigi’s hips.
“Aw, is my little baby bro ticklish? You ticklish here? Or here? How about here?” he teased, constantly switching from Luigi’s hips, ribs, stomach and even the dip of his back when he lifted up trying to get away.
Luigi’s face was red from embarrassment and lack of oxygen as tears pricked up into the corners of his eyes. Mario saw this, and slowed down until he was at a full stop. Peach did, too. They knew how sensitive Luigi was, and when to stop. Luigi panted and looked up at Mario and Peach smiling at him. They gave him a bit of a break.
Mario then slid off of Luigi, and scooted down to his legs. He turned away from him, and put his ankles in an arm hold.
“M-Mario wahahait!” Luigi giggled.
“Just because we stopped, doesn’t mean we’re done,” Mario said.
His grip on Luigi’s ankles was way too strong for him to break free. The worst part was that he couldn’t even see what Mario was doing now so he couldn’t predict anything. Mario took off Luigi’s shoes and green & white striped socks, and wasted no time scratching at the middle of his foot.
“WAAAAAAH MARIO PLEHEHEHEASE!” Luigi screamed.
Mario scratched and skittered his fingers all over his feet and toes. Meanwhile, Peach was tickling his stomach again, but this time, directly targeting his bellybutton by lightly pinching around it. Luigi threw his head back, and cackled. He held onto his hat as a way to focus on something else, but Peach grabbed it, and pulled it down over his eyes. Luigi thrashed around and tried his hardest to pull his legs out of Mario’s grip, but to no avail.
“PEHEHEACH... *gasp* MAHAHARIOHOHO!! NO! PLEASE IT'S SOHOHO BAHAHAHAD! WAHAHAHAHA!!!”
Luigi screamed so loud, Mario was worried someone would alert the guards.
“Stop screaming, you’re so loud!” Mario said in a playful tone.
“I CAHAHANT!” Luigi yelled back.
Mario just laughed back at him, “tickle tickle, weegee! Who would’ve thought I’d have such a ticklish little brother?”
Luigi hated the nickname ‘weegee’ when Mario would call him that while tickling the crap out of him.
“DON’T CALL MEHEHE THAHAHAT!” he cried out.
Mario just teased him further.
“PLEASE I CANT BREHEHEATHE!” Luigi yelled.
The tickling slowly came to an end, and left Luigi sprawled out on the now messy bed sheets, panting and giggling. Mario and Peach kneeled on the bed on either side of him. He opened his eyes to see two smiling faces looking at him. He rubbed his hands on his face, and sighed.
“You two are so mean,” he said.
All three of them laughed.
“Hey you’re cheered up now, though, right?” Mario asked.
“Yeahhh..” Luigi replied, “but now, I need Peach’s help.”
“With what?” Peach asked.
Luigi turned to Mario, and smirked, “let’s get some revenge!”
Mario was suddenly yanked to the middle of the bed, and held down in the same spot Luigi was before by Peach as Luigi instantly wiggled his fingers on his ribs causing instantaneous laughter and snorting. Luigi actually loved being cheered up by his big bro.