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Luigi couldn’t find Mario anywhere. He had saved him from the painting he was trapped in, but he turned his head, and Mario was gone again. Seemingly lost in this giant hotel! He had to find him, fast—Luigi heard a terrible crash, and a laugh he knew anywhere.. King Boo appeared from thin air, holding a single giant painting that held all of his friends, including Mario, again. Luigi gasped.
“LET THEM GO!” he yelled.
King Boo just laughed, “as if! You’re too late, plumber, your friends are mine.. AGAIN! Now stand still..”
Luigi heard the door to the room they were in slam, and looked back just in time to see King Boo lifting the painting above his head ready to slam it down on him. Luigi dodged it, and shined his flashlight to try to stun Boo. Only problem, it didn’t work. His crown made him too powerful to be affected. Boo turned to him slowly, smiling in a way Luigi did not like. He backed away until he hit a wall. Oh god what was he gonna do?
“You really thought that would work on me… you little fool..” Boo sneered.
He somehow snapped his nonexistent fingers, and tons of small Boo’s appeared. Luigi froze even more.
“Nowhere to run.. that polter-vacuum thing is useless… what is a little, stupid plumber to do?..” King Boo feigned a frown, then laughed in his face.
Luigi looked around, and grabbed a fire poking stick from the fireplace in the room. He rammed it through King Boo with a mighty, “HYAH!” but the sharp tool just went right through the King, not harming him in the slightest.
Damn ghost physics.
King Boo laughed even harder at Luigi’s attempt to threaten or kill. In the midst of Luigi’s brain working overtime thinking on how to affect King Boo, he felt something tug at his back. Smaller Boo’s were yanking off his poltergust, discarding it on the floor.
“W-wait! Stop it!” Luigi yelled, but he was already being restrained by the ghosts.
He was pushed against the wall, his wrists being held up by either side of his head. He fought hard, but they weren’t budging.
“D-don’t come any closer! Just let go of my friends and we can talk things out!“ Luigi pleaded.
“You’ve always tried to act so tough, Luigi… why don’t we see just how tough you really are without your vacuum, and against your greatest weakness..” King Boo said, continuing to float closer towards Luigi’s trembling body.
Luigi couldn’t take his eyes off of King Boo; sadly for him, Boo went invisible. Now he was really scared.
“My greatest weakness? I have a ton of weaknesses! Which one? oh god.. this is it, isn’t it, I’m dead..” Luigi thought.
He squeezed his eyes shut, ready for pain. That’s when he felt something poke at his side. He screamed, trying to pull away. He knew it was Boo for that side of him became frigid. He felt another poke.
Then another, and another.
His brain was going wild trying to understand what was happening. All the while he had the urge to hold back something bubbling up inside of him. The poking started on his left side as well, then his stomach. Luigi stomped his feet on the ground, his face scrunching, and little whimpers escaping him. What the hell was happening? He knew it tickled, but was so confused. Was Boo trying to tickle him? No way. This is just the calm before the storm. Luigi’s heart was gonna be ripped out of his chest any moment now, right?
Lost in his thoughts, Luigi didn’t notice his overalls were now unhooked and around his waist. Until he felt a light, feathery sensation across his stomach which now felt bare. He sucked in his stomach and his breath. He finally opened his eyes to see.. nothing. Nothing was in front of him because Boo had gone invisible, but he knew he was there. Knowing he couldn’t see him, increased his anxiety, but also sensitivity. He was determined not to show any emotion.
That was until he felt a cold breeze on his ear, then a whisper, “go on.. just laugh, laugh like the little coward you are..”
This broke him.
“pfFFTT- WHAHAHAT?!? W-WHYHEHEHE?!”Luigi screamed.
Soon, he felt tons of soft, tiny nubs digging into his armpits, ribs, sides, hips, everywhere they could reach.
“NOHOHOHO HAHAHAHAHA PLEASE N-NOT THAHAHAT OH GEHEHEHEEZ!!”
Boos snuck their hands into his rolled up shirt, “scratching” at his bare armpits. Their nubs felt like feathers. They felt torturous.
“That’s right, not so tough now, are you, green man? I told you I knew your greatest weakness!” Boo said wickedly.
“B-BUT HOHOHOHOW?! WAHAHAHA N-NO PLEHEHEASE IT- T-TICKLESHEHEHEHEAHAHAHAHA!!” Luigi screamed.
He already felt tears coming up.
“I’ve been watching you go through this mansion.. all the ghosts you’ve encountered.. All of them decided the way to defeat you was by tickling. I thought it odd, but then I realized.. how absolutely evil and wonderful it would be to not only see you be so weak and out of control, but also… tickle you to death!” King Boo exclaimed.
No no no, this is not the way he was going out. Luigi thought if he was to ever be tickled to death, it would be by accident by Mario because lord knows that would absolutely be something he would do to his little bro. Luigi thrashed around as much as possible, but to no avail.
“Hey, green man? Wanna know what my favorite fruit is?..” King Boo asked, chuckling.
“NO! NO GOD PLEHEHEASE NOHAHAHAHAHA DONT DO THAAAAAAT-!!” Luigi screamed as his tummy was attacked by tens of little Boo’s mouths blowing raspberries all over.
His legs slowly gave out on him, and he collapsed to his knees. The Boos let him slide down to the wall, then pushed him over to lay down on his back. Once there, his arms were shoved above his head completely, and his overalls were pulled down further below his waist to give access to his sensitive hips. The Boos went to town digging into his armpits, ribs, stomach, hips, anywhere they could reach.
Which was basically everywhere.
Luigi shook his head wildly, and kicked his feet trying to mentally escape the sensations. He squeezed his eyes shut, and when he opened them again, he saw King Boo menacingly floating above him watching him get tickled to oblivion.
“HAHAHA not so tough now are you, Luigi? Look at how easily I took you down just with a few tickles! I should’ve done this ages ago!” King Boo roared.
“P-PLEASE MAHAHAHAKE THEM STAHAHAHAP!! I- I’LL DO AHAHAHANYTHING!!”
“No can do.. sorry but once my henchmen are told what to do, they do it until told to stop. They follow my orders without hesitation. Watch!” King Boo exclaimed, “don’t forget to get his feet and stomach, I’ve heard they’re the worst spots!”
Before Luigi could process what was happening, his shoes and socks were ripped off, and that same feathery sensation was felt on his bare feet. He nearly hit the roof.
“NOHOHOHO NOT THAT PLEHEHEASE I-ITS TOO MUHUHUCH!!”
“Already? My, you’re sensitive.. TOO BAD FOR YOU!”
The Boos tickled all over Luigi’s sensitive body, especially his tummy and feet as their master instructed. Their little nubs dug into his ribs, armpits, stomach, and hips. Some were even using their tongues!
“HEY E-EW EHEHEHE NO T-TOHOHONGUES GROSS! PLEASE HAVE MERCYHEHEHE!”
The tongues licked his tummy and sides, some swirling around his little nub of a belly button. That was a weird sensation, but not as weird as the ones on his feet. Tiny nubs were still brushing away over his feet but he then felt tongues lick his toes and in between them making him grimace, but also cackle louder.
More raspberries were blown on his tummy, their sharp little teeth nibbling around his belly button. Luigi felt like he was going insane, his head was thrown back, tears streaming down the sides of his face, and he was squirming like mad trying to get away, but it was no use.
It had now been about thirty minutes, and Luigi was getting tired. His hair was matted down with sweat, and his thrashing was drastically reduced. The only things that were consistent were the tears, and the wide open mouth smile that his crazed, high-pitched laughter flowed out of, though occasionally going silent.
“Getting tired, Luigi? I bet. Don’t worry, you’ll go to sleep all smiles.. at least you’ll smile for your picture.~” King Boo chuckled.
“W-wahahait please s-stahahap I- I can’t.. breheathe!” Luigi struggled to form words.
Every ghost switched rapidly between tickle spots, always making him unable to predict where the next attack would be. His whole body shook in ticklish agony.
“PLEASE.. oh plehehease stop, stop it.. it’s so bahahad.. I’m gonna.. d-dihihie!.. please h-have m-mercy..” Luigi panted, his energy at his lowest.
His breathing was slow but erratic trying to catch his breath. It was useless as blurry black spots took over his vision.
Then, everything stopped.
Those torturous feelings were no longer there, and all he felt was numbness. His body twitched every so often from his nerves still feeling on fire. He couldn’t focus his ears on anything, but knew he heard a scream and crash.
His eyesight became blurry again, as he gained full consciousness. He turned his head slowly, and saw.. Gooigi. With the poltergust. He was throwing King Boo around with the vacuum. Polterpup trotted up to Luigi.
“P-puppy?” he stuttered, his voice was hoarse and scratchy.
Polterpup wagged his tail and licked the tear stains from Luigi’s cheeks. He then stopped and looked up, a small Boo was floating towards Luigi. Polterpup reared back, and growled. Luigi looked just in time to see the Boo scared away.
He smiled weakly, and rubbed his pup’s head, “good puppy!”
Polterpup nuzzled his face in return.
Gooigi still fought King Boo, but was beginning to falter.
Luigi saw this, and stood up shakily, pulling his overalls up again, and running over to grab onto the vacuum as well. With all their might, Luigi and Gooigi pulled King Boo’s tongue into the vacuum, and slammed him to the ground for the final time. He was then sucked up into the vacuum.
Luigi immediately fell backwards after that. Gooigi looked at him with a questioning tilt of his head and a confused goo noise. He then shrugged, judging that the human was still breathing. He turned towards the painting, and flashed the black light onto it.
E Gadd, Peach, Mario and the Toads all materialized from the painting. When Mario got his footing, his eyes immediately landed on Luigi.
“LU!”
He ran over to him, and held him in his arms.
“Lu? Bro? Are you okay? It’s okay, I’m here,” Mario soothed.
Luigi smiled back at him, “Mahario, I’m fine, help me up,” he giggled.
Mario breathed a sigh of relief, and stood up with Luigi in his arms, then set him on the ground, and hugged him. “Phew.. I’m glad you’re okay, bro,” Luigi sighed. “I’m glad you’re okay, too.”
“You look sweaty, and red and what happened to your overalls?” Mario questioned.
Luigi laughed nervously. He didn’t want to tell him nearly got tickled to death by his greatest enemy!
“Uhh fighting him got tiring, bro, don’t worry about it, let’s get out of here,” he smiled unconfidently.
Mario shrugged and accepted his answer, then followed Luigi out of the room along with the rest of the group.