And so it begins! Gaster tickling the four precious children! :D And so far, the only things he’s tickled them with are his very own fingers. And while those alone are enough to get each of the kids in stitches, there are plenty more things that Gaster can do to get them laughing. Plenty more! ;)

CHAPTERS 1&2: https://www.furaffinity.net/view/58926292/
CHAPTERS 3&4: https://www.furaffinity.net/view/58948717/
CHAPTER 7: https://www.furaffinity.net/view/58994916/
CHAPTER 8: https://www.furaffinity.net/view/58994961/
CHAPTER 9: https://www.furaffinity.net/view/59017656/
CHAPTER 10: https://www.furaffinity.net/view/59017698/
CHAPTERS 11&12: https://www.furaffinity.net/view/59041722/

Undertale© Toby Fox.

W.D. GASTER, THE BEST “UNCLE” EVER PART 2

Chapter 5: “Attack” of the Clones

A few moments later…

Chara: EEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEK!!! HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!! *Chara laughed once more, Gaster still tickling her bellybutton with a single finger*

Gaster: Hehehehehe. Alright, young princess. I'll be letting go of your “laughter button” in 5… 4… 3… 2… 1… *teased Gaster, doing exactly what he said he would do by the time he finished his countdown; that and removing the bass drum that MK was hitting with his tail, because at this point, he felt that it had more than served its comedic purpose*

Chara: Hahahahahahahahahahahahaha!!! *squeak* Heeheeheeheeheeheeheeheehee!!! *Chara giggled, due to lingering ticklish sensations inside her bellybutton*

A few moments later…

Chara: Huff! Huff! Whew! Thank goodness! *exclaimed Chara, relieved that the tickling had reached its end; for the time being, at least*

By the time Gaster finished swirling his right index finger inside of Chara’s bellybutton, he had given each of the four kids three minutes of tickling with his fingers alone; three minutes of intense but fun tickles for each of the four kids. And there were many more to come, by golly! And not just with his fingers but also his own mouth, for raspberry tickling, which he happened to do shortly after he had finished tickling all four kids’ upper bodies with his fingers alone. One by one, he blew raspberries on each of the kids’ bellies, after conjuring hands to lift their shirts up to expose said bellies. And rather than bending over until his head was right down next to the kids’ bellies or raising the portions of the floor that the kids were being held against up until their bellies were at the same level as his head, he instead detached his own head from his neck and held it down next to the kids' bellies so he could then blow raspberries on said bellies. ;)

Gaster: Hehehehehe. And now for my next trick… *announced Gaster, mere seconds before popping his head off*

Kids: (*gasp* Uh oh! *gulp*) *each of the kids thought both nervously and excitedly to themselves upon witnessing Gaster removing his very own head*

Gaster: Hehehehe. I think you know what I’m about to do. And in the same order as before, starting with… you, young prince, the most ticklish of you little bundles of joy… *said Gaster, revealing to each of the kids that the order he had tickled them in was from the most ticklish to the least ticklish; right as he turned his attention to Asriel with a devilish grin on his currently disembodied head*

Asriel: *gasp* Eeeeeeeeeeep!! *squealed Asriel in response, before suddenly bursting into frantic giggles at the mere thought of Gaster blowing raspberries on his fluffy belly* Pfffff…heeheeheeheeheeheeheeheeheeheeheeheeheeheeheeheeheeheeheehee!!

Frisk: Ha! I knew it! Most ticklish to least ticklish, I knew it! *claimed Frisk with a cheeky grin on her face*

Gaster: Hehehehe. Oh, you did, did you? *asked Gaster teasingly, skeptical of Frisk’s claim*

Frisk: Mm-hmm! Heeheeheehee!

Hmm… Did Frisk really know that Gaster was tickling everyone in order from the most ticklish to the least ticklish? Or did she just say that to be amusing? She is a cheeky little girl after all and Gaster had every right to be skeptical of her claim, because for someone that claims that she can tell whenever MK is lying, she didn't have the slightest clue of any of his magical abilities before today.

Gaster: Hmm… Hehehehe. Well, I think we might need to have a little talk about that, young princess… in about four minutes. *stated Gaster, wanting to blow raspberries on each of kids’ stomachs before teasing Frisk even further for making such a claim*

*PBFFFFFFFFFFFFF, PBFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFF, PBFFFFFFFFFFFFFF, PBFFFFFFFFFFFFF, PBFFFFFFFFFFFFFF…*

Asriel: PFFFFHAHAHAHHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!! OHOHOH, MAHAHAHAHAN!!! HEEHEEHEEHEEHEEHEEHEEHEEHEE!!! GOOHOOHOOD GOHOHOHOSH GOHOHOHOLLY!!! HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!! OHOHOH, IT TIHIHIHICKLES SOHOHOHO MUHUHUCH!!! HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!! *SNORT* BAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAH!!! HEEHEEHEEHEEHEEHEEHEEHEEHEEHEEHEEHEEHEEHEEHEEHEEHEEHEEHEEHEEHEE HOHOHOHOHOHOHOHOHOHOHOHOHOHOHOHOHOHOHOHOHOHOHOHOHOHOHO HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!! *laughed Asriel, Gaster’s disembodied head blowing raspberries on his belly and over his bellybutton for one whole minute*

Gaster: (Hehehehehe. Yes, young prince. Just as everyone here expected it would.) *thought Gaster to himself, adoring Asriel's reactions to his raspberries*

One minute later…

*PBFFFFFFFFFFFFF, PBFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFF, PBFFFFFFFFFFFFFF, PBFFFFFFFFFFFFF, PBFFFFFFFFFFFFFF…*

Frisk: EEEEEEEEEEEEK!!! HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!! OHOHOH NOHOHO, HAHAHAHA, MY TURN!!! EEEEEEEEEHEEHEEHEEHEEHEEHEEHEEHEEHEEHEEHEEHEEHEHEEHEE!!! *SNORT* GYAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHHA!!! OHOHOH, MAHAHAHAN, WHY DO I HAVE TO BE, HAHAHAHAHHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA, SOHOHO FREEHEEHEEAKING TICKLISH?!?! GYEEHEEHEEHEEHEEHEEHEEHEEHEEHEEHEEEHEHEEHEEHEEHEEHEEHEEHEEHEE!!! *laughed Frisk, Gaster’s disembodied head blowing raspberries on her belly and over her bellybutton for one whole minute*

Gaster: (Hehehehe. I don't know, young princess. But what I do know is just how much I love how ticklish you are. It's one of many things I love about you. X3) *thought Gaster to himself in response, adoring Frisk's ticklish reactions to his various raspberries*

One minute later…

*PBFFFFFFFFFFFFF, PBFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFF, PBFFFFFFFFFFFFFF, PBFFFFFFFFFFFFF, PBFFFFFFFFFFFFFF…*

MK: EEEEEEEEEEEEEEEP!!! HEEHEEHEEHEEHEEHEEHEEHEEHEEHEEHEEHEEHHEEHEEHEE!!! HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!! NOHOHOHOHO!!! HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHHAHAHAHA!!! NOHOHOHOHO, GET IT AWAHAHAHAHAY!!! HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!! GET YOHOHOHOUR HEAD AWAY FROM MEEHEEHEE, UNCLE GAHAHAHASTER!!! HAHHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!! *SQUEAK* HEEHEEHEEHEEHEEHEEHEEHEEHEEHEEHEEHEEHEEHEEHEEHEEEHEEHEEHEEHEE!!! *laughed MK, Gaster’s disembodied head blowing raspberries on his belly and over his bellybutton for one whole minute*

Gaster: (Hehehehehe. No, I will not move my head away from you, MK. Not at all. Because I can just tell how much you're actually enjoying this.) *stated Gaster to himself, for he was exactly right; MK was indeed enjoying his time being on the receiving end of Gaster's raspberries*

One minute later…

*PBFFFFFFFFFFFFF, PBFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFF, PBFFFFFFFFFFFFFF, PBFFFFFFFFFFFFF, PBFFFFFFFFFFFFFF…*

Chara: EEEEEEEEEEEEEEEK!! HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!! OHOHOH FUHUHUHUHUDGE!! HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!! OHOHOH FUHUHUHUDGE, HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA, I THINK… HAHAHAHAHHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!! I THINK THEEHEEHEESE MIGHT TIHIHIHICKLE, HAHAHAHAHAHHAHHAHAHAHA, MOHOHOHORE THAH YOHOHOUR FINGERS, HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA, UNCLE GAHAHAHAHAHASTER!! HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!! *SQUEAK* GYAHAHAHHAHAHAHAHAHHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!! *laughed Chara, Gaster’s disembodied head blowing raspberries on her belly and over her bellybutton for one whole minute*

Gaster: (Hehehehehe. Oh, young princess. Oh, how I adore you.) *thought Gaster to himself, adoring Chara’s ticklish reactions to his various raspberries* (Hehehehe. And if you think this tickles a great deal, just wait until you see what I have in store for you little ones next!) *he then thought mischievously to himself, the eyes on his disembodied head glowing bright red*

After four minutes of blowing raspberries on each of the kids’ stomachs, Gaster reattached his head and thus gave each of the kids some much needed time to recuperate, which was generous of Gaster because at this point, he was getting closer and closer to tickling all four kids at once. And boy, was he looking forward to tickling all four kids at once! But before doing exactly that, he wanted to tickle each of the kids one by one with his fingers alone once again, simply because there was one more spot on each of their sensitive bodies that he wanted to give some attention to with his very own fingers. That being, their adorably ticklish feet! There was no way in hell Gaster wasn't going to tickle each of the kids’ feet with his own ten fingers and once all four kids were well-rested after everything he had done to them up until that point (and after he teased Frisk even further about her supposed knowledge of him tickling everyone in order from the most ticklish to the least ticklish), he moved them into new positions so he could do exactly that. Without a second thought, Gaster, with his telekinesis, moved each of the kids from raised portions of the reflective floor to a large comfortable bed he had created by speaking to his chamber in Wingdings, placing the four of them closer together as a result, until all four of them were either sitting or lying directly next to one another; Chara still on the far left, Frisk still second from the left, Asriel still second from the right, and MK still on the far right. Then, to ensure that he would get the best laughs possible out of the four kids whilst tickling their feet, he trapped each of their feet. But not with ghostly hands or magic rope. No, instead, he conjured this black goop-like substance that wrapped around each of the kids’ ankles as well as every single one of their individual toes, rendering their feet completely immobile as a result; Asriel and MK immediately after it was conjured since the two of them were already barefoot but Chara and Frisk a few minutes after it was conjured since their feet were encased in closed toe shoes and socks. But not their upper bodies! No, during this phase, Gaster decided to leave their upper bodies completely free, granting each kid the freedom to move their arms wherever they pleased.

Asriel and MK: Eeeeeeeeep!! Oh… oh no!! *exclaimed the two monster boys in unison, alarmed that their bare three-toed feet had been trapped in goop, which felt like slime in between and around every single one of their toes*

Gaster: Hehehehehe. Oh, yes. Time to tickle the feet. Hehehehe. Well, after all four of you are barefoot, that is. *teased Gaster, acknowledging how Frisk and Chara’s feet were still encased in footwear; that and how close he was to removing said footwear, prompting the two little girls to squeal and curl their toes inside their closed toe shoes*

Chara and Frisk: *gasp* Eeeeeeeeeeeeeek!! Oh no!! No!! *gulp*

Gaster: Hehehehehehe… *Gaster just chuckled in response, a wide smile spreading across his face as he proceeded to remove the human girls’ “pesky” footwear*

With the kids' feet all trapped in goop, Gaster then took a few minutes of his time to remove Chara and Frisk's shoes and socks. Slowly and teasingly Gaster removed Chara and Frisk’s shoes and socks, causing the two little girls themselves to feel as if there were butterflies floating around inside their stomachs as a result. They knew exactly what Gaster was intending to do and there was nothing they could do to stop him. Then once their feet were completely bare, the black goop wrapped around every single one of their toes and stretched out their soles until they were all taut, repeating exactly what it had done to Asriel and MK’s feet seconds after it was conjured. With four pairs of ticklish feet trapped in goop, Gaster then proceeded to tickle said feet. One by one Gaster tickled the kids’ feet, and in a different order than before. Rather than tickling the kids in order from the most ticklish to the least ticklish, he tickled them in the order they were lined up from left to right, which coincidentally was the same order of their physical ages from oldest to youngest. This meant that Chara's feet were Gaster's first targets, and he was intending to tickle them with his fingers alone for four whole minutes. The same went for Frisk, Asriel, and MK's feet. He was intending to tickle each of the kids' feet for four whole minutes. Four kids, four minutes for each kid; that meant sixteen minutes of nonstop feet tickling. And fortunately for the kids, Gaster wasn’t intending to tickle each of them for four minutes straight. No, due to how close Gaster was to tickling all four kids at once, he felt that it would be best to tickle their feet in thirty-second intervals. And not just to prevent one child from becoming more exhausted than the others by the time he started tickling all four of them at once but also to avoid repeating tickling methods every four minutes. There were eight ways that Gaster wanted to tickle each of the kids’ feet with his bony fingers. Eight ways to tickle feet in four minutes; that meant thirty seconds per method. And by switching to a different pair of feet every thirty seconds, Gaster was able to finish one method of tickling for each of the four kids before moving on to the next and so on. And the first thing he chose to do was gently poke each of the kids' soles and toes, eliciting various squeals and precious laughter from at least one kid all the while. And not just the during the two minutes he spent poking their soles and toes (four kids, thirty seconds for each kid) but also during the two minutes he spent dragging his index fingers up and down their soles… and the two minutes he spent raking his fingers up and down their soles… and the two minutes he spent drumming his fingers up and down their soles… and the two minutes he spent wiggling and twisting his fingers in between their toes… and the two minutes he spent wiggling and gently tugging on every single one of their toes… and the two minutes he spent scribbling his fingers lightly all over every inch of their soles… and the two minutes he spent scribbling his fingers rapidly all over every inch of their soles. In other words, the kids laughed and squealed for sixteen whole minutes; Chara during the former half of every odd minute, Frisk during the latter half of every odd minute, Asriel during the former half of every even minute, and MK during the latter half of every even minute. Sixteen minutes of nonstop laughter and squealing Gaster's bony fingers tickled the kids’ bare feet so much. And more than usual due to how their feet had been rendered immobile by a goop-like substance. If their feet hadn't been rendered immobile with goop, they definitely would've had less difficulty enduring tickles from their loving skelton uncle. His bony fingers get them laughing like no other. But on the plus side, with nothing holding down their upper bodies and all of them sitting or lying next to one another, the kids each had ways of using their arms to cope with Gaster tickling their immobile toes and taut soles, such as Chara hugging Frisk, Frisk hugging either Chara or Asriel, Asriel petting himself on either his head or his belly, and MK either rubbing or hugging his own tail. Such precious sights the entire time Gaster tickled each of the kids' feet, gradually building up to the moment where he would start tickling all four of them at once. As much of a joy as it was to hear laughter from one child at any one time, Gaster was getting more and more anxious to hear all of them laughing at once. And who can blame him? Their combined ticklish laughter is always such a joy to listen to, music to the ears of anyone that adores cute kids such as themselves; or “ears” in Gaster's case. And luckily for Gaster himself, he had many ways to elicit such precious laughter from all four kids at the same time. And the first thing he chose to do was tickle them with help from some very close “friends” of his. And no, not his Gaster Blasters. But rather, CLONES of himself, like the ones he created during the morning hours of the day to assist him in battle against Toriel, Asgore, Sans, Papyrus, and Undyne in the nearby forest AND the one he created in his very own kitchen to trick the aforementioned monsters into a tickle trap prior to the forest battle (Alphys wasn't present during either instance where clones of Gaster were utilized).

Gaster: Hehehehehehe. *chuckled Gaster, shortly after he had finished tickling all of the kids’ feet with his fingers alone* Well, little ones, at this time, each of you have received eight minutes of tickles from your loving uncle. Eight minutes. *he then pointed out to each of the kids*

Frisk: Heeheeheehee! Really? That's all? *asked Frisk with a cheeky grin, seconds before trying to wiggle her immobile toes to provoke Gaster to tickle her again sooner than he intended to*

Gaster: Hehehehehe. *Gaster just chuckled in response, knowing exactly what Frisk was trying to do*

Chara: What?! Only eight minutes?! No way! It had to be longer than that! It just had to be! *shouted Chara, feeling as if Gaster had tickled her longer than eight minutes*

Gaster: Hehehehehe. No, you were only tickled for eight minutes, young princess. But it pleases me to hear that you felt that you were tickled for more than eight minutes, because that means I’m doing my job right. Hehehehehe.

Asriel: Hehe. You sure are! *shouted Asriel enthusiastically with his short fluffy tail wagging behind him, more than happy to be on the receiving end of his skeleton uncle's various tickles*

MK: Heeheehee! Yeah, you the man, Uncle Gaster! *MK added, wagging his long scaly tail with glee despite how much he shouted the phrase, “Oh, my poor feet!” during the four minutes Gaster spent tickling his scaly three-toed feet*

Gaster: Hehehehehe. Thank you, boys. Thank you. And I'm hoping you'll think the same of some “friends” of mine after a short break.

Frisk: Eeeeeek! F-friends? *asked Frisk, the little human herself suddenly nervous about what Gaster was intending to do next*

Gaster: Hehehehehe. Yes, young princess. “Friends.”

Asriel and MK: Eeeeeeeep! Uh oh! *exclaimed the two monster boys, both of them nervous as well*

Chara: Oh? *gulp* A-a-and who a-a-are these “friends” of y-yours exactly, Uncle Gaster? *asked Chara both curiously and nervously, wondering if Gaster was referring to his Gaster Blasters*

Gaster: Hehehehehehe. Oh, you'll see. You'll see soon enough, trust me. *Gaster answered, a wide smile spread across his face and his eyes glowing red for all the kids to see, which did nothing to help them feel any less nervous about what was to come after their short break was over*

The kids had every right to be nervous. With a master tickler like Gaster and the fact that all of them were in a chamber capable of creating holograms that can be touched and interacted with, there was literally no telling how he was intending to tickle them after their break was over. And while the four of them were resting, they pondered and pondered, each of them taking turns guessing what Gaster would do next… until suddenly, both the large bed they were all sitting on and the goop their feet were trapped in split into four individual sections, creating gaps between each of them! Then shortly after that, Gaster created four clones of himself! And he did so in such a way that none of the kids could tell if the clones were holograms created by the simulation chamber or actual clones that Gaster's capable of creating. It was the latter, of course. But the kids didn't know that. All they knew was that there were four copies of Gaster himself, and that all four of them were just itching to put smiles on each of their faces.

Gaster clones: Hehehehehehe. Slowly we come… Step by step… Inch by inch… Second by second… Until… We… *uttered each of Gaster's clones in unison, as they slowly and creepily approached each of the kids; all four of them speechless after witnessing the clones themselves*

Four clones, four ticklish kids; that meant one clone for each kid. And what the clones did first was tickle the kids' feet the same eight ways Gaster did as a solo tickler. But for four minutes straight rather than thirty seconds every two minutes! And if that wasn't enough, Gaster also created an assortment of flexible spines to slither against and around their upper bodies and legs! He couldn't let the clones have all the fun and to prevent the kids from trying to pull the spines off of them while the clones were tickling their feet, he conjured hands to hold them down with their arms above their heads against the split sections of the bed.

Kids: EEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEK!!!! HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHHA HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!!! *the four kids all laughed preciously, each of them struggling to free themselves with every passing second they felt bony fingers pressing against the overly sensitive skin of their soles and toes and spines slithering against the most sensitive spots on their upper bodies and legs*

Chara: HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!!! NOHOHOHO!!!! HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!!! NOHOHO, NOT MY FEEHEEHEEHEEHEET AGAIN!!!! *pleaded Chara, wishing that Gaster hadn't tickled her immobile feet again so soon* HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHHAHA!!!! LEEHEEHEEHEEAVE THEM ALOHOHOHONE!!!! HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!!! *SQUEAK* GYEEEEHEHEEEHEEHEEHEEHEEHEEHEEHEHEEHEHEHEEHEEHEHEEHEEHEEHEE!!!!

Frisk: HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!!! OHOHOHOH MY GYAAAAAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAD!!!! *SNORT* GYEEEHEHEHEHEEHEHEEHEEHEEHEEHEHEHEEHEHEHEHEEHEHEHEEHEHEEHEE!!!! OHOHOHOH, IT'S SOHOHO TIHIHIHICKLISH!!!! HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!!! SOOOOHOHOHOHO IMMEHEHEHEHENSELY TIHIHIHIHICKLISH!!!! *exclaimed Frisk through her laughter, finding every single ticklish sensation in her feet, legs, and upper body to be quite overwhelming* HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHHAHAHAHAHA!!!!

Asriel: HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!!! OHOHOH, GEEHEEHEEHEE WILLIKEHEHEHEHERS!!!! HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHHAHAA!!!! GOOOHOOHOOHOOD GOHOHOSH GOHOHOHOLLY, UNCLE GAHAHAHAHASTER!!!! *exclaimed Asriel through his laughter, bony fingers and vertebrae targeting several of his most ticklish spots all at once* HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!!! *SNORT* BAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAH!!!! HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!!! BAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAH!!!! *SNORT* HEEEHEHEEHEEHEEHEEHEEHEEHEEHEEHEEHEEHEEHEEHEEHEEHEE HOHOHOHOHOHOHOHOHOHOHOHOHOHOHOHOHOHOHOHOHOHOHO HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!!!

MK: HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHHAHA!!!! NOHOHOHO!!!! HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHHAHAHAHAHA!!!! NOHOHO, NOT AGAIN!!!! *pleaded MK through his laughter, completely overtaken by the new ticklish sensations* HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!!! OHOHOHOH MY POOHOOHOOR FEEHEEHEEHEET!!!! HAHAHAHHAHAHAAHAHAHAHA!!!! OHOHOH MY POOHOOHOOHOOR FEEHEEHEEHEEHEET!!!! *he then exclaimed, despite the fact that his upper body and legs were also being tickled; and on a few occasions, his tail* HAHAHAHAHAHHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!!! *SQUEAK* HEEEHEHEEHEEHEEHEEHEHEEHEEHEEHEHEEHEHEEHEHEEHEEHEEHEHEEHEEHEE!!!!

With no possible way to defend their upper bodies and legs against the spines, the only thing the kids could do was laugh. And laugh they did with multiple spines slithering all over their upper bodies and legs and clones of Gaster tickling their still completely immobile bare feet. They laughed so hard they cried, prompting Gaster himself to then conjure some hands to wipe away their tears every so often with holographic tissues. A kind gesture on his part for placing them all in one heck of a ticklish predicament. And as the clones and spines worked their magic on each of the kids, Gaster himself stood idly by and admired his work. He was quite proud of himself for how he had tickled all four kids at the same time. And the clones and spines were just the beginning, of course. There were several ways that Gaster was intending to tickle the kids all at once and he wasn't going to rest until he did everything that he was intending to do before the night’s end. But before doing something different, he wanted his clones and spines to tickle the kids for a little while longer. So, after four whole minutes, Gaster then commanded his clones to move up towards the kids’ upper bodies and then moved the spines that had tickled their upper bodies down to their immobile feet. Gaster wanted his clones to tickle the kids' upper bodies as well and during the next four minutes, they repeated everything that Gaster did when he tickled the kids' upper bodies as a solo tickler. And while the clones were doing that, flexible spines slithered against and all around each of the kids' legs and feet, moving underneath each of their bodies and through the goop their feet were trapped in whenever necessary…

During the first minute when the clones were doing one of the following: (1) skittering fingers all over Chara’s torso on the outside of her shirt, (2) gently poking Frisk’s torso on the outside of her shirt, (3) kneading Asriel's sides on the outside of his shirt, and (4) drumming fingers all over MK’s torso on the outside of his shirt…

Kids: PFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFF HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHHAHAHAHA!!!!

MK: HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!!! OHOHOHOH MAHAHAHAN!!!! HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!!! OH MAN, NOT AGAIN!!!! *pleaded MK, the drumming fingers of one of Gaster's clones as well as various vertebrae rubbing against his legs and overly sensitive soles causing him to bite at the air in between laughs* HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!!! NOHOHOHO, STAHAHAHAP!!!! HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!!! NOHOHO DRUHUHUHUMMING!!!! *SQUEAK* PFFFFFEEEHEEHEEHEEHEEHEEHEEHEEHEEHEEHEEHEEHEEHEEHEEHEEHEEHEE!!!!

Gaster: Hehehe. Worry not, little ones. Yes, I’m aware that I tickled you again too soon. But you’ll be given more than enough time to catch your breaths as soon as these next four minutes are over, trust me. *assured Gaster, noticing more and more tears forming in all of the kids' eyes as they laughed up a storm from the new ticklish sensations.

Kids: HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!!!

During the second minute when the clones were doing one of the following: (1) scribbling fingers all over Chara's neck, (2) swirling index fingers in the hollows of Frisk's armpits on the outside of her shirt, (3) raking fingers gingerly against Asriel's torso on the outside of his shirt, and (4) raking fingers against MK's sides on the outside of his shirt…

Kids: HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHHAHAHAHAHA!!!!

Frisk: EEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEK!!!! OHOHOHOHOH SHIIIIIIEEEEEEEEEEHEHEEEHEHEEHEHEEHEHEHEHEHEEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEE!!!! FINGERS IN THE ARMPITS, HAHAHAHHAHAHAHAHAHHAHAHHAHAHAHA, AND VEHEHEHEHEHEBRAHAHAHAE TICKLING MY LEGS AND FEEEEEEEEEHEEHEEHEEHEHEEHEET!!!! *exclaimed Frisk through her laughter, ticklish sensations overwhelming her so much that she couldn't prevent herself from shouting something blatantly obvious* HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHHAHAHAHA!!!! GYAAAAAAAH, NOHOHOHOHO, NOT THE HEEEEEHEEHEEHEHEEELS!!!! *she pleaded, spines rubbing solely against her overly sensitive heels, presumably as punishment for shouting something blatantly obvious* EEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEK!!!! GYEEEEEEHEEHEEHEEHEEHEEHEEHEEHEEHEEHEEHEEHEEHEEHEEHEE!!!!

Gaster: Hehehehehehe. My apologies, young princess. *Gaster apologized in response, without revealing to Frisk if drawing the spines’ attention to her heels was done by accident or on purpose*

Kids: HAHAHAHAHHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!!!

During the third minute when the clones were doing one of the following, after lifting the kids’ shirts up enough to expose each of their stomachs: (1) swirling a single index finger inside Chara’s bellybutton, (2) “clawing” Frisk's stomach, (3) scratching Asriel's stomach, and (4) swirling a single index finger all over MK's stomach and around his bellybutton…

Kids: EEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEK!!!! HAHAHAHAHAHAHHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHHAHAHAHAHA!!!!

Chara: EEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEK!!!! *shrieked Chara the moment she felt a single index finger swirling inside her bellybutton, so loudly that she caused everyone's ears to ring (“ears” in MK and Gaster's cases)* GYAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!!! NYOHOHOHOHO!!!! HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!!! NOT THAHAHAHAT!!!! HAHAHAHAHAHA!!!! PLEEEHEEHEEHEEASE, PLEEEEHEEHEEHEEHEEASE, HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA, NOT WHILE SPINES ARE TIHIHIHIHICKLING MY FEEHEEHEEHEET!!!! *she pleaded, deeply wishing the clone that was tickling her upper body would keep his finger away from her bellybutton while spines were tickling her extremely sensitive feet* HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHHAHAHAHA!!!! EEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEK!!!! GYAHAHAHAHAHAHHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHHAHAHAHAHA!!!!

Gaster: Hehehe. Just two more minutes, young princess. Two more minutes, you can do it. Stay determined. *uttered Gaster in response, hoping his words of encouragement would help Chara have less difficulty enduring tickles to her feet, legs, and bellybutton*

Kids: HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHHAHAHA!!!!

And during the fourth minute when the clones all detached their heads from their necks and blew raspberries on each of the kids' stomachs…

Kids: EEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEK!!!! HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!!!

Asriel: HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!!! OH, GYAAAAAAHAHAHAHAHAAHAHAHA, THE RAHAHAHASPBERRIES AGAIN!!!! *exclaimed Asriel through his laughter, not just because a clone was blowing raspberries on his fluffy belly but also because spines were slithering against the backs of his knees and the balls/pads of his feet near the bases of each of his toes* HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHHA!!!! OH, GEEHEEHEEHEE WILLIKERS!!!! *he exclaimed once more, shortly before he ended up laughing so hard that he couldn't form any more sentences* HAHHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHHHAHA!!!! GEEEEHEEHEEHEE WILLIK…PFFFFAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!!! JKSOSJFNEOXFJEDNMRLFKR!!!! *SNORT* BAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAH!!!! HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHHAHAHAHAHAHA!!!! BAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAH!!!! *SNORT* HEEHEEHEEHEEHEEHEEHEEHEEHEEHEEHEEHEEHEEHEEEHEEHEEHEEEHEEHEE HOHOHOHOHOHOHOHOHOHOHOHOHOHOHOHOHOHO HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!!!

Gaster: Hehehehe. Just a little while longer, young prince. One more minute, that's all. *uttered Gaster in response, noticing even more tears running down the faces of his four victims as they continued laughing and squealing their precious heads off*

Kids: HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHHAHA!!!!

Immediately after the last minute was up, Gaster ceased all of his clones, spines, and floating hands, making all of them disappear in the blink of an eye in order to give each of the kids a much-needed breather. For eight whole minutes, Gaster got each of the kids laughing hard, so hard that each of them cried waterfalls of tears, which Gaster himself was kind enough to wipe away the entire time the kids themselves were being tickled. It was one thing for Gaster himself to conjure clones that repeated his every action from those instances he acted a solo tickler, because the four of them alone would’ve been enough to get each of the kids in stitches. But that wasn't enough for a master tickler like Gaster. No, as a master tickler, he just had to throw spines into the mix. And not just to prevent the clones from having all the fun but also to give each of the kids a taste of what was to follow. As mentioned, there were several ways that Gaster wanted to tickle each of the kids. So many ways to tickle four tickle-loving kids. And from this point forward, things would only get more and more intense for the four of them.

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Chapter 6: A Bigger Hands-On Approach

At this point, each of the kids had been tickled by Gaster for sixteen whole minutes. Sixteen minutes of crazy tickles from the master tickler himself! And luckily for the four kids, they were all given a breather shortly after Gaster had finished tickling them with clones and spines. They needed one, that's for sure, after being tickled by clones and spines for eight whole minutes without any breaks! And Gaster went the extra mile by creating a simulation of the local park, giving each of the kids a variety of activities to do in order to stretch their legs. It was kind of Gaster to create a simulation of the park, a nice family-friendly environment to help distract the kids from the fact that they would be tickled once more after their break was over. And the only thing he asked for in return was that both Frisk and Chara remain barefooted. Since he would be tickling the four kids again real soon, he felt that there wouldn't be any point in either of the girls putting on any footwear, even if it was the flip flops that he still had in one of the pockets of his trench coat. And once the two little girls happily agreed to leaving their feet uncovered, Gaster then let each of the kids play in the simulated park for twenty whole minutes, hoping that would be enough time for all of them to recover after being tickled on their upper bodies, legs, and feet for eight minutes straight as well as prepare them for what was to follow. But with a master tickler like Gaster, no amount of time would prepare the four kids for what he was planning to do next. And Gaster certainly didn’t do the kids any favors by beginning his next course of action without any warning whatsoever…

Sometime later… shortly before the kids' break was over…

Gaster: Hehehehehehe. Time's almost up, little ones. *uttered Gaster with an “evil” grin (out loud but not loudly enough to be heard by any of the kids), quietly preparing for his next course of action* Hehehehe. In just a few moments, it'll be time for a (literally) bigger hands-on approach.

Shortly before Gaster proceeded with his next course of action, the kids were all playing on the “park’s” playground. The Dreemurr kids were all occupying a swing set and MK was repeatedly sliding headfirst down a slide, all four of them just minding their own business until suddenly, everything surrounding them disappeared in the blink of an eye! The swing set, the slide, the playground, the park, everything! Without any warning whatsoever, the simulation chamber reverted to its default red and black appearance. And, as a result of the momentum from swinging, the Dreemurr kids were flung through the air either forwards or backwards, depending on the direction they were swinging on their respective swings at the time. But MK, who was halfway down the slide before it disappeared, on the other hand just fell straight downward a few feet, right down onto the reflective floor. But because the reflective floor was so soft and rubbery to the touch, none of the kids ended up getting hurt upon landing on it. Gaster would never cause any physical harm to any of the kids and the kids themselves were all aware of that too. But they didn't let that stop them from getting somewhat annoyed with Gaster for what he had done. He may not have physically harmed them in any way but boy, did he ever startle them! And for no reason other than to prank them. Hehe. Yes, another one of Dr. Gaster's elaborate pranks. Then not too long after pranking the four kids, Gaster conjured up two pairs of giant hands (two giant left hands and two giant right hands) to grab each of them and then place them on the floor on their backs in a straight line with them at least three feet apart from one another; Chara on the far left, Frisk second from the left, Asriel second from the right, and MK on the far right once again. Then before any of the kids could even think of making any efforts to stand up, the giant hands pinned each of them down with their index fingers alone. Gently, of course, but with just enough pressure to keep each of them at least three feet apart from one another and thus prevent them from standing.

Chara and Frisk: Eeeeeeeeeeek! Hey! Hey!! *shouted the two little human girls in unison, both of them surprised to see Gaster’s giant hands doing more than just placing them on the reflective floor this time around*

Asriel: Eeeeeeeeeeep! Oh, no! *shouted Asriel nervously, frantically trying to push away the index finger of the hand that was holding him against the reflective floor with his own hands*

MK: Eeeeeeeep! Away! Away! *shouted MK, repeating after Asriel but swatting at an index finger with his tail, which he engulfed in flames for a brief moment, rather than trying to push it away with his robotic hands

Gaster: Hehehehe. It’s no use, little ones. Those fingers aren't going ANYWHERE! Not on my watch! Hehehehe.

The four kids struggled immensely to free themselves from underneath the index fingers of the giant floating hands, each of them kicking and flailing every which way but not actually moving a single inch along the reflective floor in any direction, let alone a millimeter. They struggled and struggled, until suddenly, when they least expected it, the giant hands began tickling them with the very index fingers they were using to hold them against the floor; the two giant left hands wiggling their index fingers against Chara and Asriel and the two giant right hands wiggling their index fingers against Frisk and MK. With their index fingers alone, the giant hands tickled each of the kids, tickling them everywhere they possibly could on their upper bodies, legs, and feet and filling the chamber with their signature precious laughter while doing so. And because there was one set of hands tickling the two human girls and another set of hands tickling the two monster boys, it looked as if the kids were being tickled by two giants; but the only parts of the giants that could be seen were the hands. At least until Gaster commanded the chamber to create two giant holograms of himself! And for no reason other than to give the kids the illusion that they were actually being tickled by two giants rather than just two pairs of giant hands. Especially once the giant Gasters started talking, their voices so loud that they echoed throughout the entire chamber!

Giant Gasters: Mwahahahahahahaha! *The giants laughed “evilly,” both of them on their knees and kneeling next to the four kids, pretending that the giant hands tickling them were their own* Coochie coochie coo! Mwahahahaha! Fee-fi-fo-fum! *they both teased in a voice that sounded similar to that of the yellow M&M’s, giving the four kids below them something else to laugh about in the process*

Kids: PFFFFFFFFHAHAHHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA HAHAHAHAHAHHAHAHAHAHHAHAHAHAHAHAHHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!!!

Frisk: BWAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!!! GAHAHAHASTER, YOU FIEEEHEEHEEHEEHEEHEEND!!!! *exclaimed Frisk through her ticklish laughter, wishing that Gaster hadn't given her another reason to laugh* HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!!!

Chara: HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!!! AS IF WEEHEEHEE DOHOHOHON'T ALREADY HAHAHAHAHAVE SOMETHING TO LAHAHHAHAUGH ABOUT!!!! *exclaimed Chara through her laughter, on the same page as Frisk about the verbal teasing from the two giants* HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!!! *SQUEAK* GYEEEHEEHEEHEEHEEHEEHEEHEEHEEHEEHEEHEEHEEHEEHEEHEEHEEHEEHEE!!!!

Asriel and MK: HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!!! *the two monster boys laughed so hard at both tickles and verbal teasing they couldn't form a single sentence*

Gaster: Hehehehehehehe. Good giants. *Gaster commented, proud of himself for creating two giant holograms of himself* Don't you think so, little ones? “he then asked the kids while standing on a floating platform between the two giants’ heads, not expecting an answer from any of them while they were all busy laughing ever so preciously; possibly too busy laughing to even notice the real Gaster appearing as if he were levitating*

Kids: HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!!!

Gaster tickled the kids with giant hands for three whole minutes, pretending that they belonged to two giant versions of himself almost all the while. And he of course just had to give those giants some rather goofy-sounding voices to make the kids laugh even harder than they had laughed from the tickles alone. And all four kids laughed quite hard from the tickles alone. No matter the size, pointed skeleton fingertips tickle the kids like no other. So, throwing in some goofy-sounding verbal teasing was just plain overkill for the kids. Though, more so for Asriel and MK than it was for Frisk and Chara. The two monster boys themselves can't help but crumble after just one phrase of verbal teasing. It gets them every time, sometimes making them laugh so hard that they can't form a single sentence. That was certainly the case when Gaster tickled them with giant hands for three whole minutes. And no matter where the hands tickled them. Torso, legs, feet; no matter where the hands tickled them, the boys laughed so hard they couldn't form a single sentence. Just as Gaster hoped they would, and not long before tickling them and the girls with something he hadn't ever tickled them with before for two whole minutes…

Gaster: Hehehehehehehe. And now for my next trick…

Shortly after tickling the kids with giant hands, Gaster removed the two giant holograms of himself and then used the giant hands to slide all four of them along the floor until they were all lying directly next to one another. Then once the kids were all lying directly next to one another, Gaster ceased the giant hands but then conjured smaller hands to hold them in place against the floor on their backs with their arms down next to their sides; eight sets of floating hands holding them against the floor at their wrists and ankles. And if that wasn't enough, he also conjured four additional sets of hands to lift their shirts up and keep them held up for the next minute or so, for a reason known only to him and him alone. At least until he starts tickling the four of them again. But with what?

Gaster: Hehehehehehe. Well, little ones, are you getting tired of being tickled by bony fingers? Do you think I should tickle you with something else this time around? *asked Gaster teasingly, no longer standing on a floating platform and ready to conjure something new to tickle the kids with regardless of whatever answers they give him*

Frisk and Chara: Eeeeeeeek! Yes, please! *answered the two human girls in unison, both of them wanting a break from being tickled by bony fingers*

Frisk: Please! Anything else!

Chara: Yes, anything but fingers again!

Gaster: Hehehehehe. Anything, you say?

Asriel: Yes, literally anything else! *exclaimed Asriel, he and MK also wanting a break from bony fingers*

MK: Heh. Yeah, even if it's something like… uh… feathers! Yeah, feathers. *suggested MK, despite how immensely feather-ticklish he is; he just really wanted to tickled by something other than bony fingers*

Gaster: Hehehehehe. Feathers, you say. Well, how about something similar to feathers instead? *asked Gaster with a “sinister” grin, right as he conjured the next thing he would use to tickle the kids with*

And just like that, the next thing that Gaster was planning to use to tickle the kids appeared in his own two hands. And that thing was his very own scythe! Yes, the very scythe he used in his battle against Blooky, Mettaton, and Muffet the previous day AND his battle against Toriel, Asgore, Sans, Papyrus, Undyne, and Alphys this morning! This alarmed the four kids at first. With such a powerful weapon in his hands, Gaster had given them all the impression that he was going to slice them in two! He would never do such a thing, of course. But with such an intimidating weapon; with its long, reflective and durable handle and long, curved blade that constantly changes its color, smoothing transitioning from one color to the next; in his own two hands, the kids just couldn't imagine it being capable of tickling them in any way… until it actually did. Seconds after conjuring his scythe, Gaster swiped its blade once across each of the kids’ stomachs, causing each of them to laugh heartily in response, because it felt as if the plume of a giant feather had stroked against their sensitive skin.

Kids: PFFFFFFFFF-HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!!

Chara: HAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!! WOHOHOHAH, HOHOHOLY FUHUHUHUDGE!!! HAHAHAHAHA!!!

Frisk: HAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!! WOHOHOHOAH, MY GUHUHUHUD!!! HAHAHAHAHA!!!

Asriel: HAHAHAHAHAHA!!! WOHOHOHOAH, GEEHEEHEEHEE WILLIKERS!!! HAHAHAHAHA!!!

MK: HAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!! WOHOHOAH, HOHOHOHOLY MOHOHOHOHOLY!!! HAHAHAHAHA!!!

Gaster: Hehehehe. That's right, little ones. My very own scythe! Hehehehe. You didn't know it was capable of such a thing, did you? Did you? *Gaster commented, swiping his scythe twice across the kids' stomachs before he could get an answer from any of them and thus keep them laughing after swiping once across their stomachs*

Kids: HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!! *SQUEAK*/*SNORT* HEEHEEHEEHEEHEEEHEEHEEHEEEHEEHEEHEEHEEHEEHEEHEEEHEEHEEHEEHEE!!!

Frisk and Chara: HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!! NOHOHOHOHO!!! *shouted the girls in unison through their hearty laughter* HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!!

Gaster: Hehehehe. Ok, now did you just answer my question or was that just an involuntary reaction to me tickling you again? *asked Gaster cheekily, not entirely sure of the girls’ reason for saying “no” through their hearty laughter; not that it was important or anything, Gaster was just trying to help the kids cope with the scythe tickles simply by talking to them*

Then just before the girls could answer, at the point where their laughter started to die down, Gaster swiped his scythe three times across their stomachs as well as the boys’ stomachs, to keep all four of them laughing heartily. He had no intention of letting any of the kids’ laughter die down whilst tickling their stomachs with his scythe. And if that meant making it more difficult for them to answer any questions he asked them, regardless of the fact that he was asking them questions as a means of helping them cope with being tickled, then so be it! And fortunately for Gaster, the kids didn't entirely mind, which they made evident to Gaster himself by how they answered his latest questions…

Kids: HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!!

Frisk: HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!! WEEHEEHEEHEE’LL NEHEHEHEVER TEHEHEHELL!!! *SNORT* HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHHAHAHA!!!

Chara: HAHAHAHAHAHAHHAHAHA!!! YEHEHEHEAH, UNCLE GASTER, HAHAHAHAHAHA, YOU HAHAHAHAVE YOUR SEEHEEHECRETS, HAHAHAHAHAHA, LET US HAVE A FEHEHEW, HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA, OF OHOHOHOUR OWN, WILL YOU?! *SQUEAK* HEEHEEHEEHEEHEEHEEHEEHEEHEE!!!

Gaster: Oh? So, you're telling me that I'm going to have to tickle it out of you? Is that it? *asked Gaster cheekily, now consistently swiping his scythe against the kids’ stomachs and with no intention of stopping until after about a minute or so*

Kids: HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!!

Asriel: HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!! YEHEHES, NOHOHO, MAYBE SOHOHOHO!!! *Asriel “answered” for Frisk and Chara* HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!! *SNORT* BAAAAAAAAAAAAAAH!!! HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!!

MK: HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!! AND I LIHIHIHIKE CAHAHAHAHAKE!!! *MK randomly shouted, wanting to be part of the conversation but couldn't think of anything clever to say in response to Gaster’s questions* HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!! *SQUEAK* HEEHEEHEEHEEHEEHEEHEEHEEHEEHEEHEHEEHEEHEEHEE!!!

Frisk, Chara, and Asriel: PFFFFFFF-HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHHAHAHAHAHAHA!!!! *the Dreemurr kids all laughed harder in response to MK’s addition to the conversation*

Gaster: Hehehehehe. *Gaster just chuckled in response* Oh, I know you do, MK. Cake AND tickles! Hehehehehe.

Kids: HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!!!

Gaster tickled the kids' stomachs with his scythe for one whole minute, swiping away at said stomachs with its long color-changing blade to elicit the most precious of laughs. Then not long after tickling the kids’ stomachs with his scythe, he did the same to each of their feet; all four pairs of immensely sensitive feet after vanishing the hands that were holding up their shirts and after commanding the chamber to raise the portion of the floor where their lower bodies were being held down up at a 45-degree angle…

Kids: EEEEEEEEEEEEK/EEEEEEEEEEEEEP!!! *the kids squealed all at once in response to just one swipe from Gaster's scythe against their sensitive feet, each individual foot tensing up and sole scrunching as the scythe’s blade grazed said soles* HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!! *they laughed heartily once more, each of their ankles still trapped in the grasps of four sets of floating hands as Gaster swiped his scythe’s blade against their feet more and more, resulting in said feet shaking in the grasps of the floating hands with each of their individual toes wiggling wildly as if they had minds of their own*

Chara: HAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!! NOHOHOHOHOHO!!! HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!! NOHOHOHO, GOHOHO BACK TO UHUHUHUSING THAT ON OUR BEHEHEHEHELLIES!!! *pleaded Chara, having tremendous difficulty coping with Gaster swiping his scythe against her most sensitive spots* HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!!

Frisk: HAHAHHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!! OHOHOH GUHUHUD!!! HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!! OHOHOH, IT TIHIHIHICKLES SO MUCH THERE TOOHOOHOO!!! *shouted Frisk, Gaster's scythe blade tickling her and the other kids’ feet more than standard feathers* HAHAHAHHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!! *SNORT* GYEEHEEHEEHEEHEEHEEHEEHEE!!!

Asriel: BWAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!! NOHOHO, HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA NOHOHO, NOT THE FEEHEEHEEHEHEET TOOHOOHOO!!! *pleaded Asriel, the constant movements of his fluffy feet doing nothing to reduce the feeling of Gaster's scythe blade against his insanely ticklish soles* BAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!! *SNORT* BAAAAAAAAAAAAAAH!!! HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!! BAAAAAAAAAAAAAAH!!! *SNORT* HEEHEEHEEHEEHEEHEEHEEHEEHEE!!!

MK: HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!! OH GYAAAAHAHAHAHAHA, NO, NOT MY FEEHEEHEEHEET AGAIN!!! HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!! OHOHOH MY POOHOOHOOR FEET!!! HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHHA!!! MY POOR YELLOW, SCAHAHAHALY, THREE-TOHOHOHOED FEEHEEHEEHEET!!! *shouted MK, describing his feet in more detail than usual due to how much Gaster’s scythe was overwhelming said feet* HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!! *SNORT* HEEHEEHEHEEHEEHEEHEHEEHEHEEHEEHEEHEEHEEHEEHEEHEEHEEHEE!!!

Gaster: Hehehehehe. I suppose you could say that I'm a… Reaper of SOLES. Hehehehehe.

Kids: HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA…

After one minute of tickling the kids’ feet with his scythe, Gaster gave the kids another much needed breather and vanished the hands that were holding their arms down against the floor at their wrists. Another kind gesture on his part considering that he had tickled the four kids with something that felt like a giant feather. And before that, giant hands! Giant hands and a giant “feather…” It was as if Gaster himself was taking the phrase “Go big or go home” a little too literally. And as the kids sat up on the floor, their legs no longer elevated at a 45-degree angle but with floating hands still holding their legs against the floor at the ankles to prevent them from getting up at any one time, they wondered if Gaster would tickle them with more large-scale objects after their break was over. So, they then took turns guessing what the next large-scale objects would be and whether said objects would be either holograms created by the simulation chamber or actual objects that Gaster himself is actually capable of conjuring. They guessed and guessed, conversing with each other for roughly five minutes until suddenly, they found themselves being lifted straight up into the air and forced into upright sitting positions with their legs straight out in front of them, feet together with their toes spread apart, and their arms above their heads with their hands open and fingers spread apart! All a result of Gaster's telekinesis, of course. And aside from lifting the kids up into the air and forcing them into new positions, Gaster had also rendered every part of their bodies, with the exception of their faces, completely immobile, completely vulnerable to everything he was intending to dish out to them during the next four or so minutes. And as for those next large-scale objects that the kids thought he was intending to tickle them with, there were none. No, as soon as the kids' break was over, Gaster instead surprised the hell out of them with more floating hands. Normal-sized ones, not giant ones. But a large number of normal-sized hands, though. 200 of them to be exact! The largest number of hands Gaster was capable of summoning at any one time! And he used each and every hand to tickle the four kids too, targeting their various weak points and filling the chamber with the most hysterical of laughs. And oh, how all of the kids wished that Gaster hadn't done such a thing. After all of the tickles they had endured from bony fingers up until that point, they wished that Gaster hadn't tickled them with bony fingers again so soon. But what they didn't know was that his tickles from the 200 floating hands were a sort of last hurrah with said bony fingers. That's right. After tickling the kids with 200 floating hands, Gaster would not tickle them with floating hands again for the rest of the day or at least not again until a much later time. But the kids would not be informed of that information until after they had endured tickles from the 200 floating hands and being the immensely ticklish kids that they are, that was no easy task; each kid on the receiving end of tickles from 50 hands for four whole minutes…

Frisk and Chara: EEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEK!!!! HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!!! EEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEK!!!! GYAHAHAHHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!!! *the two little human girls laughed hysterically; each girl floating in mid-air with 1 hand scribbling its fingers against their necks, 2 hands scribbling their fingers in the hollows of their armpits, 2 hands clawing their shoulders, 2 hands raking their fingers against the undersides of their forearms, 2 hands squeezing their elbows, 2 hands lightly scribbling their fingers against their exposed palms, 2 hands kneading their ribs, 4 hands scribbling their fingers all over their backs, 2 hands kneading their sides, 2 hands kneading their hips, 2 hands scribbling their fingers all over their stomachs, 1 hand swirling its index finger inside their bellybuttons, 2 hands scribbling their fingers against their thighs, 2 hands squeezing the fronts of their knees, 2 hands swirling their index fingers against the backs of their knees, 2 hands scribbling their fingers against their calves, 2 hands kneading their ankles, 2 hands scribbling their fingers against the tops of their feet, 2 hands scribbling their fingers against the soles of their feet, 10 hands wiggling their index fingers against each of their toes, and 2 hands wiggling their fingers all willy nilly in between their toes*

Asriel: HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!!! *SNORT* BAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAH!!!! HAAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHHAHA!!!! *SNORT* BAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!!! *Asriel laughed hysterically; floating in mid-air with 4 hands kneading his fluffy ears, 1 hand scribbling its fingers against his neck, 2 hands scribbling their fingers in the hollows of his armpits, 2 hands clawing his shoulders, 2 hands raking their fingers against the undersides of his forearms, 2 hands squeezing his elbows, 2 hands lightly scribbling their fingers against his exposed palms, 2 hands kneading his ribs, 4 hands scribbling their fingers all over his back, 2 hands kneading his sides, 2 hands kneading his hips, 2 hands scribbling their fingers all over his stomach, 1 hand swirling its index finger inside his bellybutton, 2 hands scribbling their fingers against his thighs, 2 hands squeezing the fronts of his knees, 2 hands swirling their index fingers against the backs of his knees, 2 hands scribbling their fingers against his calves, 2 hands kneading his ankles, 2 hands scribbling their fingers against the tops of his feet, 2 hands scribbling their fingers against the soles of his feet, 6 hands wiggling their index fingers against each of his toes, and 2 hands wiggling their fingers all willy nilly in between his toes*

MK: EEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEP!!!! HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHHAHAHAHAHAHAHHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!!! *vicious lizard scream* HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!!! *vicious lizard scream* HEEHEEHEEHEEHEEHEEHEEHEHEEHEEEHEEHEEHEEHEEHEEHEEHEEHEEHEEHEE!!!! *MK laughed hysterically; floating in mid-air with 4 hands wiggling their fingers at the bases of his head spikes, 1 hand scribbling its fingers against his neck, 2 hands scribbling their fingers in the hollows of his armpits, 2 hands clawing his shoulders, 2 hands kneading his ribs, 4 hands scribbling their fingers all over his back, 2 hands kneading his sides, 2 hands kneading his hips, 2 hands scribbling their fingers all over his stomach, 1 hand swirling its index finger inside his bellybutton, 6 hands scribbling their fingers all over every inch of his tail, 2 hands scribbling their fingers against his thighs, 2 hands squeezing the fronts of his knees, 2 hands swirling their index fingers against the backs of his knees, 2 hands scribbling their fingers against his calves, 2 fingers kneading his ankles, 2 hands scribbling their fingers against the tops of his feet, 2 hands scribbling their fingers against the soles of his feet, 6 hands wiggling their index fingers against each of his toes, and 2 hands wiggling their fingers all willy nilly in between his toes*

The kids were going berserk, all four of them laughing so hard and so much that they couldn't form a single sentence, let alone gibberish. Understandable, considering the number of floating hands tickling them all at once… and the fact that they couldn't move a single part of their bodies. 50 hands for each immobile kid, resulting in not only a tremendous amount of laughing but also crying; countless tears running down their faces due to how hard each of them were laughing with so many bony hands targeting each and every one of particularly ticklish spots with their pointed fingertips. It was all simply too much for the kids to handle, despite how happy they all looked while they were laughing and crying their precious heads off. Tickles from bony fingers AND the cyan-colored ropes of various lengths that the fingers shapeshifted into after two whole minutes. That's right. Immediately after Gaster finished tickling the kids with bony fingers from 200 floating hands, he commanded those very hands to change their fingers into tentacle-like ropes and then tickled the kids for another two minutes. And in the exact same spots as before. And while most of the hands changed only one of their fingers into a rope, there were a few that changed more than one finger into a rope. Like the hands that were tickling their feet, for example. To tickle each individual space between the kids' toes, they changed either two or four of their fingers into ropes, depending on which kid’s feet they were tickling.

Kids: BWAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHHAHAHAHAHAHA HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!!! *the kids laughed once more, numerous tentacle-like ropes tickling them on the exact same spots the floating hands tickled them with their bony fingers; before changing said fingers into ropes*

Gaster: Hehehehehe. Not much longer now, little ones. …I'm not kidding. In less than five minutes, you'll be given another lengthy break. *Gaster assured each of the kids, ready to release them from his telekinetic hold as soon as he was finished tickling them with the ropes*

Kids: HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHHAHAHAHA HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHHAHAHAHAHA HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!!! (Ahhhhh! Yes, please! Yes, please do that!) *the kids all thought to themselves while continuing to laugh their precious heads off, all four of them in need of another breather, for sure*

Gaster could tell that the kids were having tremendous difficulty enduring tickles from every single floating hand he had conjured. He figured they would, hence why he only planned to tickle them with 200 floating hands for a shorter period of time while they were unable to move a single part of their bodies aside from their faces. But he didn't let them off the hook entirely after releasing them from his telekinetic hold, gradually lowering them down to the reflective floor shortly after he had finished tickling them with tentacle-like ropes. No, before giving the kids the lengthy breather he promised them, he tickled them for one more minute… by repeatedly punching the reflective floor to create these large ticklish shockwaves that tickle anyone within a 25-foot radius! Provided that those humans and/or monsters are ticklish, of course. And ticklish Frisk, Chara, Asriel, and MK are! Hehehe. And perhaps a little too ticklish for their own good. Because the entire time Gaster tickled the four of them with shockwaves, they couldn't stand up to save their own lives. But they sure rolled around a lot whilst laughing up a storm though! They were literally rolling on the floor laughing, ROTFL, the shockwaves tickling them so much that their limbs and torsos felt as if they had turned to jelly. And not only were the kids shocked by how much said shockwaves tickled them, but they were also shocked that Gaster was capable of creating such things to tickle them to precious pieces. Even if Gaster created them via the simulation chamber, which he didn't. But at this time, Gaster didn't feel the need to tell any of the kids that he is indeed capable of creating ticklish shockwaves… or that doing so takes up a great deal of his magical energy. That's right. It takes a great deal of magical energy for Gaster to create ticklish shockwaves. So, when the time came for the kids to recuperate after being tickled in such outlandish ways, Gaster recuperated as well, without letting any of the kids know that he needed to do such a thing after creating ticklish shockwaves. And recuperate Gaster and the kids did. And for at least 25 minutes, which was more than enough time for Gaster to regain the magical energy he needed to conjure the other objects he wanted to tickle the kids with. ;)

TO BE CONTINUED…