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T.K. had run a considerable distance away from the others to a different part of the forest. His last encounter with Puppetmon showed him and his brother that he could take care of himself. Patamon, his Digimon partner, stayed with the others in hopes that T.K. would come back.
The boy had a funny looking green hat over his blonde hair. He was wearing a small light green back pack, a green shirt, and khaki shorts. He had light green socks and dark green sneakers with white at the tip. His blue eyes had a determine look, and he stopped to rest.
Unfortunately for him, Puppetmon was roaming around the forest as well.
To think that brat stole my toys, the wooden trickster thought angrily.
“When I find him, I’ll kill him!” he shouted in a brash and impulsive way. Killing wasn’t anything new for Puppetmon, but in this case, he was more interested in punishing T.K. for escaping from him. He had hollow eyes with brown pupils, a pointed nose made of metal, and a few metal parts on his wooden face near his jagged frown. He had a red hat with a gold skull symbol on it, and wooden arms with metal joints. His hands had white gloves over them, and he was wearing blue pants with suspenders. His wooden legs and boot shaped feet stomped about angrily while roaming through the forest with a wooden cross with red strings attached to his back.
His eyes suddenly widened. There he was. The brat that had escaped him was standing near a tree. If he still has my toy in his pocket, I’ll take it from him when he takes it out and then make him pay! Setting his plan of mischief in motion, he climbed up a tree and started carefully hopping from tree to tree. Miraculously, T.K. didn’t notice as Puppetmon sat down on the tree with a smirk.
I can’t believe he tickled me with something like this, T.K. thought while shaking his head as he pulled out a figurine. It looked like a smaller version of him.
Well, I won’t have to worry about this again, he grinned as he threw the figure as hard as he could. But it stopped midair, held up by white strings.
“Hi T.K.,” Puppetmon said ominously while smirking as he hopped down from the tree, snatching the figurine in midair as he landed.
“Puppetmon? What are you doing here?” T.K. said angrily, his eyes shifting between the figurine and Puppetmon warily.
“I wanted to get some payback for when you stole my toys. And it looks like today’s my lucky day, since now I get to have fun with you,” Puppetmon smirked as he wiggled his finger under the figure’s chin.
“Ehehehehehe hehehehey stahahahahap thahahahahat!” T.K. was already giggling a bit even from just that. He was really ticklish, and now that he knew what Puppetmon was planning, he was even more terrified.
“Now you’re mine to play with for as long as I want!” Puppetmon smirked as he teasingly tickled the sides of the figure.
“Bwahahahahahahaha nohohohohohohohohohoho!” T.K. laughed while clutching his sides and falling taking shaky steps towards Puppetmon, trying to get to the figure. He stopped when Puppetmon tickled his belly.
“Bet you wished you stayed with those pesky friends of yours, huh?” Puppetmon teased evilly while wiggling his fingers against the figure’s belly.
“IHIHIHIHIHIHIHIHIHIHIHIHI CAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAN TAHAHAHAHAHAHAKE CAHAHAHAHARE OHOHOHOHOHOHOF MIHIHIHIHIHIHIY SEHEHEHEHEHEHELF!” T.K. protested while letting out a loud squeal of laughter as he put his hands over his belly and tried to shield it as his knees shook even more.
“Oh? So lying there laughing is part of your plan then?” Puppetmon said sarcastically before blowing a raspberry on where the figure’s belly button would be.
“NOHOHOHOHOHOHOHOHOHOHO IHIHIHIHI-EEEEHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!” T.K. went insane, unable to finish that thought as he burst into loud laughter, now barely standing. Tears were already forming in his eyes from how ticklish he was. The figure was now within reach. But this ended when tickles to a certain spot made him fall over.
“You got cocky just cause you trashed up my place once, and now you’ll regret it!” Puppetmon smirked as he tickled the figure’s sneaker covered feet.
“NOHOHOHOHOHOHOHOHOHOHOHOHOHO NOHOHOHOHOHOHOHOHOHOHOT THEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHERE!” T.K. screamed loudly while flailing his sneaker covered feet crazily as though he was being tickled on his bare soles. The figure allowed Puppetmon to target and tickle all of T.K.’s weak spots with ease. So when Puppetmon tickled the figure’s feet, T.K. felt a strong ticklish reaction through most of his feet, getting his heels, arches, the balls of his feet, and the base of his toes. He dreaded what might happen if Puppetmon focused on his toes.
“Wow. That must tickle a lot. But I bet there’s an even worse spot,” Puppetmon grinned as he wiggled his fingers haphazardly over the figure’s feet. T.K. tried to hold back his laughter, but this only proved effective for a few seconds. Puppetmon’s fingers eventually found the right spot at T.K.’s toes, and smirked evilly.
“Who’s a ticklish kid who’s powerless to stop me?” he laughed while tickling the toe area of the figure.
“EEEHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA STAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAP PLEEHEEHEEHEEHEEHEEHEEHEEHEEASE!” T.K. pleaded between tears and loud waves of laughter. He felt an overwhelming ticklish sensation under, between, and across his toes, and all he could do was wiggle his toes in his shoes and kick his feet helplessly, even though it was useless.
“Oh I’ll gladly keep tickling you, you don’t have to ask,” Puppetmon giggled as he tickled the figure faster and more ruthlessly.
“BWAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA SOHOHOHOMEBOHOHOHOHODEEHEEHEEHEE HEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHELP MEEHEEHEEHEEHEEHEEHEEHEE!” T.K. shouted in the forest while struggling weakly, having lost his resolve. There was nothing he could think of to escape the tickles, and he had realized that he couldn’t do everything alone.
“T.K.!” Tai shouted, running over to where he heard his friend’s shout.
Aw. Why’d they have to come here now? Puppetmon groaned and prepared to leave with the figure, but a blast from MetalWarGreymon forced him to quickly dodge, losing the figure in the process. He ran out of there as fast as he could as Tai ran up to T.K. with a worried look. T.K. smiled weakly at him before passing out with exhaustion, but not before hearing the footsteps of the rest of his friends nearby.