A/N: Hi! Yes, I’m still alive! I’ve been busy with college for about two months now, but I somehow managed to write another fic in the midst of all the work I have to do for my classes!
Now I did say that I was working on a tickle fic for WarioWare, but in all technicality, I lied. You see, at the time of that post, I only had one WarioWare fic in the works, but sometime afterwards, I came up with another idea for a fic. This fic just so happens to be the fic that’s based on that idea.
The fic I was referring to in that post will be longer than this one, but because of college and a lack of motivation, I don’t have the slightest idea as to when that fic will be posted (if I even finish it at all). Since I’m not quite done with my classes at the time of this post, I decided tot write a shorter fic for the WarioWare series. I feel like that was a good idea, and here’s why:
I’ve never written a fic for WarioWare before, so I wanted to test myself and see if I could accurately replicate the personalities of the characters before I went back to work on the longer fic.
I wanted to reach my goal of ten fics before the end of the year. Luckily for me, this fic is indeed the tenth fic that I have written for this blog, so I did it! I managed to reach my goal!
I don’t know if I was successful in my attempt to replicate the personalities of the characters in this fic, but I guess I won’t know for sure until I see what you guys think of my performance!
Oh, and one more thing: since this fic is for a series I’ve never written for before, I think I should remind everyone that my fics are not romantic or NSFW in any way, shape, or form, regardless of the fandom I am writing for.
Sorry for the long author’s note, but I felt like it was necessary, especially after being gone for nearly two months straight. Now that all of the explanations and disclaimers are out of the way, onto the first ever WarioWare fic on this blog!
He only had himself to blame for all of this. Feeling confident in his skills as a martial artist, Young Cricket challenged Kat and Ana to catch him as he jumped across a small cluster of square-shaped islands off the coast of the training grounds he and Master Mantis called home. The two kindergarten-aged ninjas gave him a five second head start, but even with that slight advantage, they still caught up to him in no time flat.
Kat stopped him in his tracks by jumping onto his back and knocking him face-first onto the sand of the island smack dab in the middle of the ocean. When she checked his face and saw no signs of injury, Kat seated herself on Cricket’s torso. Ana soon caught up to them and sat down on his legs.
“We got you, Cricket!” Ana exclaimed as Kat giggled in a way that was highly unsettling to the martial arts student.
“You underestimated us, didn’t you?” The older twin questioned, an unmistakable tone of mischief in her voice.
Cricket was about to answer her, but his reply died in his throat as soon as Kat’s fingers began to skitter over his ribs. A split second later, Ana began to squeeze his kneecaps with an astonishing amount of vigor.
He tried to control the laughter that threatened to explode out of him by biting down on his lower lip, but the tingly sensation on his knees broke him and sent him into a fit of giggles.
“Hehehehehey! Thihihihihis is mehehehehan, yohohou twohohoho!”
“But you said we were free to claim our reward in any way we saw fit if we caught up to you!” Ana replied.
“Ihihihihi suppohohohohohohohose thahahahahat’s a faihihihHIHIHIHIR POHOHOHOHOHOINT! H-HEHEHEHEHEHEHY! KAHAHAHAHAHAHAT!” Cricket finally lost control of his laughter when Kat's hands snuck their way under his robes and attacked his stomach.
“Oh! Good thinking, Kat!” Ana let up on his knees and moved up to his torso, joining her sister in the tickle assault against his sensitive belly.
“What’s the matter, Cricket? Can’t handle the two of us tickling you at the same time?”
“I don’t think he can! Just look at him!” Kat stopped scribbling and unleashed a flurry of pokes to Cricket’s belly, “He’s absolutely losing it!”
The twin ninjas happily giggled at the squeaks Cricket let out in response to the pokes. Suddenly, Kat got an idea.
“You know…” She pondered, slowing her tickling down to a stop, “I think Cricket needs to be taught a lesson.”
“A lesson on how not to underestimate people?” Ana asked her sister, slowing her tickling to a stop as well.
“Yes!”
“But hasn’t he learnt that lesson already?”
Kat shook her head, “I don’t think so, so we’ll have to hammer that lesson into his head!”
“But what can we do to make sure he’s learned his lesson?”
Her questions were answered when she saw Kat remove Cricket’s robe and lift up the tank top he wore underneath it.
“Ohhhh, I see!” She exclaimed, giggling once more at the horrified look in Cricket’s eyes.
“Ready, Sis?”
“Ready!”
“W-wait, no! You can’t do that! You can’t tickle my bare stomach! I can’t hahaHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHANDLEHEHEHEHEHEHE THAHAHAHAHAHAHT, NOHOHOHOHOHOHO!” His pleas fell on deaf ears and were quickly drowned out by laughter as the twins resumed their tickling, mercilessly digging their fingers into his slightly toned tummy.
“You shouldn’t have told us that~!” Ana teased, focusing her efforts on his lower belly, while Kat focused on the rest of his belly and occasionally poked at his navel.
“Yeah, you shouldn’t have said anything if you didn’t want us to tickle you here! You do realize that telling someone to not tickle you in a certain spot will only encourage them to tickle you in that spot, right?”
Cricket wished he could argue against that, but found that he couldn’t. His master had warned him about this several times in the past during their training sessions, and yet he had somehow forgotten it, partially due to blind panic.
But even if he hadn’t forgotten this crucial piece of advice, he wouldn’t have been able to protest against Kat anyway. He was far too deep in hysterics to say anything that would be remotely coherent to the twins.
“Ana,” Kat addressed, “I think we need to end this with a Raspberry Bomb!”
“WHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAT?” Cricket had no clue what that was supposed to mean, but he silently prayed that it wasn’t what he thought it was.
“Are you sure? I don’t think he’ll survive it…” Ana was hesitant to use this secret technique, recognizing that Cricket was nearing his limit.
“We’ll only use a mini version of it, okay?”
“Um…” Ana was still a little hesitant, but ultimately decided to go for it, “Alright, but try not to go overboard with it, Sis!”
And with that, Kat and Ana leaned down and blew two powerful raspberries onto Cricket’s stomach.
The only noise he made in response to the raspberries was a shrill that was certainly loud enough for Master Mantis to hear back at the training grounds. Shortly thereafter, his laughter went silent.
Recognizing that they had pushed him to his limit (and possibly even past it), the two ninjas let up, sitting by his side with apologetic looks on their faces as he struggled to regain control of his breathing and the leftover giggles that were still in his system. When his breathing returned to normal, Ana spoke up.
“Are you okay, Cricket? Did we overdo it?” She nervously asked him.
“A little bit, but I’ll be fine.” He let out a small chuckle, “Hey, remind me to never underestimate you two ever again, alright?”
“Ah, so you have learned your lesson! Sis, the Raspberry Bomb worked!” Kat’s eyes were practically sparkling with happiness, and so were Ana’s.
As they began to jump with joy, they failed to notice Cricket carefully pushing himself up off of the sand. He slowly crept over to the two kindergarteners and caught them mid-jump.
“Huh? Cricket?” Kat questioned before she and Ana were gently pinned down underneath of him.
“U-um, what are you doing?” Kat said with a slight stutter. Now it was the twins’ turn to be nervous, noticing the smirk on his face.
“Oh, nothing~ I’m just teaching you two a lesson on how to heed your own advice!”
He slowly drifted his left hand down to Kat’s right side, and his right hand down to Ana’s left side, “You can’t expect me to take your advice to heart when neither of you will do the same!”
Kat and Ana only got out a “We’re-“ before their apologies were cut off by the sudden feeling of a hand on their sides.
“I know you’re sorry, but I’m afraid ‘sorry’ isn’t going to cut it this time around!” He couldn’t help but laugh at the slight widening of their eyes, and he decided to rile them up a bit more by teasing them, “Neither of you believe me, do you? Well, if that’s the case…” Cricket let his voice trail off as his hands began to tickle Kat and Ana’s sides, “…I’ll show you how serious I am!”
He didn’t know if he had ever heard the two ninjas squeal before, but if he had, then those squeals were nothing compared to the ones they let out as soon as tickling began.
If Mantis somehow failed to hear the deafening shrill Cricket let out earlier, he definitely heard Kat and Ana’s high-pitched squeals.
Perhaps Kat and Ana would be embarrassed if they knew that their squeals might have caught the attention of Mantis, but Cricket could care less about that at the moment. He was too busy getting revenge on the twins to even consider the possibility of Mantis showing up to make sure that everyone was alright (and the punishment he might get if he caught him “attacking” the twins).
Once again, he couldn’t help but laugh as Kat and Ana giggled and squirmed under his hands, and as he went on a hunt to find the spots that would make the ninjas cackle uncontrollably, he couldn’t help but feel a sense of gratitude for his cockiness.
Normally, he hated it when he got cocky, since he believed that cockiness would only result in him hurting other people on an emotional level (his former training partner was an unfortunate victim of this). However, today’s events taught him two valuable lessons. First, do not underestimate the enemy, no matter who or what they are. Second, cockiness, if one handled it correctly, could put a smile onto someone’s face, the polar opposite of what Cricket once believed.
He would have to discuss this lesson with his master in the near future, and see if he could use it to better himself in some way. For now, however, he was busy putting a smile on Kat and Ana’s faces…
..and secretly hoped that they wouldn’t take notice of the fact that he’d never once told them to stop while they were tickling him.
I saw the character trailers for WarioWare: Gold recently, and yesterday, I thought of a Lee!Young Cricket scenario based off of Ashley’s trailer (because of course I did. The Lee!Young Cricket brainrot is finally starting to manifest itself).
You know how Young Cricket was dressed up as a zombie in the trailer (or at least, I think he was dressed up as a zombie? Either that, or he was Frankenstein’s Monster)? Well, sometimes, while he’s in the costume, he’ll start to act like a zombie and playfully scare his friends with his behavior.
One day, for some unknown reason, Kat and Ana reacted to his behavior by jumping onto his shoulders and pushing him to the ground. They then proceeded to pin him down on his back and tickle him to death, right in front of 9-Volt, Penny, Ashley, and Red.
At first, neither Kat or Ana had a reason to tickle him, but 9-Volt soon gave them a “reason” when he began to cheer for them. As soon as he told them, “Keep it up, you two! The zombie has 50 HP left!”, the two ninjas went to town, claiming that they had to save Cricket from whatever it was that transformed him into a zombie. 9-Volt continued to cheer them on as Cricket tried his best to resist the tickles, and soon enough, Penny joined in on the chaos. She was the straw that broke the camel’s back, for as soon as she got her hands on Cricket, he lost it.
Ashley and Red watched the calamity from a distance. Red was laughing at Cricket’s suffering, and Ashley called her friends idiots. However, she was smiling on the inside, because she truly cherishes her friends’ joy despite her cold exterior, and was happy to see them all laughing and messing around with each other. She was also smiling on the inside because Cricket’s laughter was highly contagious, but she’ll never admit that to anyone, not even Red.
If anyone’s wondering, no one took their costumes off at any point during the madness.
