Training Session
So I finally wrote a fic for them lol. I’ve added Lego Monkie Kid to my fandom list but I haven’t seen anything after the end of season 2 yet so no spoilers pliz haha… anyway, I hope you enjoy!!!
Warnings: This is a tickle fic so if that makes you uncomfortable don’t read. Also this is platonic!
Summery: MK finds out an interesting detail about the all powerful Monkie King
It was another day of training for MK. He and the Monkie King, were going at it in a duel.
“Yknow- bud-” Monkie King said through grunts as he tried blocking his mentees attacks. “You’re- really- getting- better- at this-“
If MK wasn’t so focused on trying not to get taken down for the millionth time, he would’ve glowed with pride at those words. He strived to improve, and to hear the person he looks up to most acknowledge his efforts, really meant a lot to him.
MK made to trip the god mid step as they fought, but the diety wasn’t gonna go down so easily.
Taking notice of this trick move, he dodged it and caught the Monkie Kids arm, pulling him down so he landed on his back with a loud “oof.”
“Euughh… that didn’t work out too well…” MK muttered sheepishly. Sun Wukong grinned endearingly at the kid. “Sorry bud! I was just too fast.” He grinned down at him.
“Can we try again? I know I can take you down!” MK insisted energetically.
Monkie King rolled his eyes light heartedly at his relentlessness, but he obliged nonetheless.
Back at it again, they swung, kicked, dodged…
At one point, MK missed his aim and ended up grazing his fingers against his teachers side. He didn’t expect the small, just barely audible squeak that escaped from the Monkie Kings mouth, as he jumped back instinctively.
MK had a momentary shocked look on his face, which slowly turned into a smirk that could rival the trickster deity.
“You’re ticklish? Since when!?” The student demanded, amusement filling his voice.
“N-no I’m not!” Monkie King exclaimed in defense. However MK couldn’t help but noticed how quick the reply was, as well as how slightly higher pitched his voice became.
“If that’s the case you won’t mind me doing this then?”
“B-bud what are you- NO!” He suddenly yelped out as MK tackled/shoved him with newfound motivated strength. He then wished he got away when he had the chance.
MK began poking up and down his teachers side and The Monkie King sealed his lips tight to keep the giggles down as he struggled against the kids grip.
MK then began digging in more forcefully and Monkie King had no choice but to give in.
“W-wahahait!!!” He burst out through his newly released giggles.
Monkie Kid beamed. It’s not like he never heard Sun Wukongs laugh before, as the god did it plenty. But not like this. It was more uncontrollable, carefree, and even a little childish (but in a good way).
“What happened to not being ticklish then? Your laughing doesn’t sound like ‘not ticklish.’” MK teased, now going further up to his ribs. Monkie King let out a squeal and was sent into belly laughter as his struggling intensified.
MK noticed that when he went to his ribs, the god had tightly jammed his arms to his side.
This inspired a realization.
He then tried pushing farther up, forcing his hands through, until…
“NAHAHA WAHAHAHIHIT!!!” The god absolutely exploded with cackles, kicking his legs wildly as he failed at trying to pull away desperately.
“Ahah! Found a weak spot!” MK declared, honing in on his underarms.
Monkie King was nothing but a puddle of laughter and squeals. He realized that he would not be able to pull MKs arms away, nor that he’d be able to make him stop due to how weakened he was. As much as his dignity protested, he had no choice but to surrender as he lay limp.
I mean, it’s not like the tickling would kill him (he can never die after all!) but the sensations were really getting to him. He wasn’t able to take it anymore. The tingly sensations were just torture!”
“YOHOHOU WIHIHIN STOHOHOHOPPP!!!”
MK, seeing he was being serious, figured he probably should.
He stopped tickling and got off the Monkie King. It took a moment for him to recover and stand up.
“Lohooks like I finally got to take you down!” MK exclaimed.
“Yeah yeah don’t get too cocky about it…” Monkie King said, still slightly flushed.
“Why not? I said I’d take out down and I did! It’s not my fault you’re ticklish…”
Monkie King snapped. “Ok then. What about you my dear mentee… would you so happen to be ticklish as well?”
The rest of the training time was now full of MKs laughter. Let’s just say he learned his lesson.