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dannystheone · 2 years ago

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Shopkeeper’s Wares (Wally Lee/Howdy Ler)

Hey guys, taking the teeniest break from South Park to bring you some Welcome Home stuffs :> this is mostly for my gorgeous girlfriend @nnainai this is her latest hyperfixation and I wanted to try my hand at it. This is for you sweetheart I love you so much you’re the Eddie to my Frank <3 together forever <33

Just a reminder I know next to nothing about this fandom! If i get a certain interaction wrong or if something doesn’t follow the fanon, I apologize! :)

WARNING: Kinda scary twist at the end. And tickles!

Wally is in need of new paints and Howdy has everything he needs at his store! Wally just needs to pay the price!

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With a hop, skip, and a jump, a colorful character found himself at the door of Howdy’s Place; the best and only place in the neighborhood to get your wares. Fruit bins lined up the side of the shop; the produce glistening in the perfect sun. With a jingle above the door signaling his entry, a green-skinned character turned around from his countertop. The green shop-keeper greeted the newcomer with four arms.

“Well, good morning to you, Wally! How can I help you today? I see you’ve been painting last night!” Howdy Pillar smiled down at Wally Darling, a charismatic yellow character with a feline grin. Wally’s yellow fingers were stained blue at the tips.

“Mornin’ to you, Howdy! I just need to replenish my paints, is all.” That’s all Wally needed to say before Howdy turned around and started fixing up Wally’s groceries. “Seems I used a little too much blue last night! Painting Barnaby takes up a lot more paint on the canvas than I thought.”

“Oh! Painting Barnaby, are we? Well, you are best friends after all! If I knew anything about painting, well I’d certainly paint my best friend as well!” Howdy turned around to face Wally, the sun filling up the humble shop with golden rays.

“Yes! It’s his birthday coming up, and I thought it would be just the most perfect painting to hang in his living room, or would he prefer his bedroom? I’d just be happy to see his face when he unwraps his gift.” Wally smiled at Howdy as the shopkeeper handed him his grocery bag; a cute design painted on the side with a caterpillar waving goodbye on an apple.

“Any present from you is a present indeed, Wally! There’s blue paint in there as you’ve requested, and I threw in some apples for you. I know they’re your favorite!” Howdy clanked some keys in his ‘cash’ register as Wally peered inside the bag to inspect the contents.

“Well that’s mighty fine Howdy, thank you! I do appreciate a friend like you, I do. What do I owe you? How ‘bout a joke?” Before Howdy could answer, Wally leaned up against the countertop.

“So Howdy, did you hear about the child who ate a caterpillar?” Wally began, Howdy putting one hand up to his mouth.

“Well I can’t say I have! What happened to him?” Wally was already snickering, he was terrible at finishing jokes.

“Hehe! He got butterflies in his stomach! Teehee- hehehee!” Wally started giggling, as did Howdy. Howdy noticed that he hasn’t seen Wally laugh too much. Smiling sure, but not laughter.

Wally wiped away a tear as he sagged against the countertop. “Ahhh, well, how was that Howdy? You want another one for the apples?” Howdy brought up his four arms and shook them gently.

“Oh no no, thank you Wally! That was a good one! I haven’t heard that one before. The register is asking for another form of payment, however.” Wally scratched his head as he swiped a peek at the register. It was blank, mostly for show.

“The register, huh? Well, what’s it asking for? I’d be happy to help!” Wally narrowed his eyes in his wide, cat-like smile.

“Well you see Wally, the register is asking for some laughter. It’s been running low as of late, so it’d be mighty swell if you could refill it for me!” Wally set his bags down to the floor and had a helpful face on.

“Of course Howdy, I’d be more than happy to help you! How do we do it?” Wally watched with a close eye as Howdy crossed the counter and stood before Wally at his full height. Wally didn’t suspect anything amiss.

“Uhh- well you see! Just go ahead and spread your arms and we’ll get started!” Howdy hasn’t tried this with any other neighbor, in normal circumstances the joke would have sufficed as payment. But Howdy was incredibly curious about Wally’s laughter.

“Now you’ve got me curious, Howdy! I’ve never seen a payment method like this before in your- shohohop! Tehehehee! Hehehey!” With Wally’s arms spread wide and Howdy behind him, Howdy started scritching Wally’s sides as gently as he could muster with all four arms. But despite the gentle touches, Wally had quite the reaction.

“I sure am sorry I wasn’t more clear with you, Wally! I didn’t know if you would agree to a payment method like this or not! But I was too curious about what your laughter sounded like! I hope you can understand.” Wally’s arms started faltering and collapsing in on his sides.

“It’s- It’s okahahay! I’m hahahappy to hehehelp- hehehehee!” Wally’s laughter went along with his voice, maybe a touch higher. The stream of giggles he let out were consistent, not interrupted by a hiccup or a breath in between. It was a delight to hear, almost musical. As expected of the neighborhood’s brightest neighbor.

“Now now, we can’t have your laughter interrupted! We need to keep those arms up!” With a little assistance, Howdy used two of his helpful hands to lift Wally’s arms up and out of the way. The steady flow of tickles delivered to Wally’s sides made the character squeal.

“Eek! Ohoho goohoodness mehehe!” Wally’s shoes clapped the floor of the shop as Howdy’s hands started kneading a bit in Wally’s sides.

“Sorry about this Wally, the register has gone without laughter for a while now! We wouldn’t want it to go running dry on us, now would we?” Wally was sure that Howdy was making up this ‘register’ narrative as they went along, but couldn’t really do anything to stop it.

“I-I suhuhuppohohose nohohohot!” Howdy’s hands had grown a little adventurous, venturing down to scribble over Wally’s tummy with one hand and sneaking another hand up over where his ribs should be. Wally’s laughter grew more musical as time went on.

Howdy glanced down to Wally’s clenching hands and noticed his stained blue fingertips.

“Well, would you look at that! We can’t be having one of our residents not looking his best, now can we?” Howdy reached into his back pocket with one of his free arms and pulled out a feather duster. The shopkeeper began dusting the paint off of Wally’s fingers, which was surprisingly ticklish.

“Ehehehehee! I wahahasn’t ehehexpecting thihihis to behehee so tihihickly!” Wally tried to explain through his laughter, but Howdy could barely understand him.

“Hmm? What’s that now, Wally? I’m afraid you’re laughing too much for me to understand you! If only you could speak a bit more clearly!~” Howdy was always helping his patrons in his shop, which was his favorite hobby! But he did miss out on a few things, such as Wally’s darling laughter. Apparently teases worked very well against the brightest neighbor in the neighborhood.

“Pfft- tehehehee! Nohohow stohohop thahat! You knohohow what you’re dohohoing!” Wally challenged. Howdy used both hands to scribble up in Wally’s armpits now, which made the yellow character’s hair bounce. Howdy had switched hands that was holding the feather duster and began cleaning off Wally’s other set of fingers.

“What is it that I’m doing, Wally? I’m merely collecting laughter for the cash register! You can’t walk out of the store without properly paying, I’m afraid!” Howdy was having a spot of fun, but he could see Wally was nearly at his limit.

“Wehehell hohohow muhuhuch left is thehere to cohohollect?!” Wally laughed out, but Howdy noticed a weird twinge to Wally’s laughter. It had grown...dark. Like a second voice added to his original. Howdy let go of Wally suddenly.

“I um- I think that should be enough. Thanks for being a good sport about it, Wally.” Howdy’s hands tensed as Wally had his hands on his knees and caught his breath. Howdy suddenly felt a chill in the air in his humble shop. Wally’s hands were balled in the material of his pants, or that’s what Howdy could see as Wally had his back turned to him.

“...Wally? Are you okay? Did I go too far?” Howdy took a step toward Wally as the yellow character stood up fully. He had wiped away a black fluid from the corner of his eye. A tear? Why was it-

Wally’s face turned to look at Howdy Pillar over his shoulder, a face of darkness, disdain, and a furious glance in his eye. Howdy’s words were caught in his throat-

“We-hell, that’s no problem, Howdy! I sure am glad I got to help out you and the register! If you ever need help refilling the register with laughter, just ask next time! I’d be happy to lend a hand!” Wally turned fully towards Howdy; his face the perfect picture of happiness and contentment. Howdy swallowed before nodding, and forcing a smile on his face.

“Y-Yes...of course! Thanks again for paying in full, Wally, and good luck with that painting!”

Wally bid Howdy goodbye, every scrap of darkness and danger cleaning up immediately. As Howdy set himself behind his counter again, he rapped the countertop with his knuckles nervously. The bittersweet feeling of tickling Wally Darling without his permission, but not knowing entirely of everything that made Wally to be what he was, itched the back of the shopkeepers mind.

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