Do You Need Help? (TickleBump)
Mr. Bump was driving the truck with so much anger boiling as he remained deadly silent. Mr. Tickle looked at Mr. Bump with a small frown as he knew Mr. Bump was not in the best of mood.
As they approached the traffic, Mr. Tickle spoke first.
โNO!โ, Mr. Bump snapped, โIf youโre gonna ask me for a tickle, then keep your arms to yourself! Thanks to you, Iโm covered in wasps stings!โ
Mr. Tickle frowned as he looked away from the blue bandage man.
I was gonna ask if he needed help. But how? A tickle wonโt work. Heโs in a bad mood like Mr. Grumpy, and if I attempt to tickle him, he might tie my arms.
The thought of that made Mr. Tickle sigh sadly as one tear escape his eye.
Mr. Bump turned to look at Mr. Tickle as his eyes went wide in surprise. His once angry face turned to a bit of concern.
โMr. Tickle?โ, Mr. Bump asked gently.
Mr. Tickle didnโt answer.
โLook.โ, Mr. Bump paused before he sighed, โI shouldnโt have lashed out at you. I know you wanted to help, but tickling isnโt always the answer.โ
Mr. Tickle slowly turned to face him.
โLook, Mr. Bump. It may sound dumb butโฆโ
Mr. Tickle fell silent for a few minutes before he huffed, โLook, the reason why I wanted to come isnโt because of to tickle, but I like spending time with you. Besides, youโve been through a lot and I thought a tickle could help. Again, Iโm sorry.โ
Mr. Bump slowly smiled, โItโs okay, Mr. Tickle. Iโll admit, I may get annoyed at you, but you have no bad intentions, and youโve been nothing but kind to me. You can say I feel lucky with you.โ
Mr. Tickleโs eyes went wide in surprise.
Mr. Tickle blushed a bit before he spoke.
โLook, you know how you shouted at me earlier?โ
Mr. Bump sighed in shame.
โWell, I was gonna askโฆ do you need help?.โ, Mr. Tickle fidget his fingers as he bit his bottom lip.
โI suppose if you can get some stinging cream and put it on the marks.โ
โAnd some tickles?โ, Mr. Tickle smirked.
Mr. Bump rolled his eyes with a small smile, โYes, Mr. Tickle but when we get to my house.โ
Mr. Tickle grinned with joy.
There, he began to tickle Mr. Bump on the truck as the blue man yelp and laughed, โNO! Stop! Hahahahaha! No! Not now! The traffic could go green! Hahahahaha! Please, wait!โ
Despite Mr. Tickle wonโt change, Mr. Bump wouldnโt change a thing about him as heโs such a sweet and playful Mr. Man with good intentions, even if it leads to some calamity.
