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(Bite sized) Tickletober Day 1: JUMPSCARE!

Oh, Man! I am SO EXCITED to be back into the tickletober swing of things. I can’t believe it’s that time of the year again… when my hand drawing skills magically get better. Anywho, for the first prompt of the month, I gotta draw some absolute cuties,,, the concept of avenger Pasqually and Jasper doing this prompt is so silly to me because they’re ALWAYS hounding each other, Jasper more than Pasqually. And since Pasqually is always making irritating jokes, I’m sure Jasper isn’t above playing a little prank on his friend. 💕

“Gee, sorry, Pasqually, I didn’t mean to scare ya, I just thought I’d, Yknow, drop in!”

“HAH! HEHEHEHEH! THATS’A GOHOOD ONE, DROP! DROHOP IN! HAHAH!”

Want to use either of my prompt lists? They’re right here!

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Well.. shit! Sorry! I kind of fucked tickletober over this year on my side. I’ve been in a haunted house this year and also…. I may or may not have gotten Chuck E. Cheese tickle brainrot. So… when the third prompt came around…… I couldn’t think of any other ideas for other fandoms and then proceeded to get art block trying to draw anything but CEC.

What I mean to say is… prepare for lots of CEC tickle doodles and tickle art. (Mostly the PTT era I’m sorry.) There is NO escape.

(Below are a selection of tickle tags for the main band. Occasionally, I might draw art featuring side characters like harmony howlette or crusty the cat. Those tags will be added when they happen. Check these tags out to see if I’ve posted any art with them!)

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Happy 45th, CEC! (TK FIC)

(Hey everyone! This is my first animatronic and first CEC tk fic! since it’s CEC’s 45th anniversary today, I wanted to make something cute and special to celebrate. I hope you enjoy!)

(HEADS UP. THIS IS A PIZZA TIME THEATRE FANFIC, NOT THE CHUCK E CHEESE YOU MIGHT BE THINKING OF. PTT CHUCK WAS THE OLDEST VARIANT OF CHUCK, BEING MORE ROUGH AROUND THE EDGES, INSULTING AND SNAPPY. Jasper t jowls is also not himself, being the oldest variant of himself as well. He was much slower paced and dumber back then with a tendency to laugh loud and annoy PTT Chuck.)

(ALSO! This fic has implied romantic tension between Jasper and Chuck. It’s not light but it’s noticable, if that’s not your thing that’s okay!)

Fic description: It’s the 45th anniversary celebration of the first CEC PTT opening, but Chuck E. Is nowhere to be found. When he stumbles into the party completely intoxicated and fashionably late, Jasper finds out the hard way that Chuck gets touchy when he’s drunk.

The Pizza Time Theatre has always buzzed with noise and excitement. Children happily playing, workers and customers bustling back and forth, the kitchen exploding with the smells of pizza, syrupy soda and cake. Still, even with all of the excitement, nothing could take away the excitement of the Pizza Time Players. Those animals, quite literally, kept the whole show going.

Tonight, however, was a different kind of excitement for the Pizza Time Players. The doors to the store were locked up tight, yet music blasted louder than ever. The smell of pizza wafted through the room as Pasqually opened up the kitchen doors, setting a giant pizza down on one of the tables. The players whooped and cheered when they saw that the pizza had been heavily topped and flooded with cheese. In the center, pepperoni slices spelled out ‘Happy Anniversary!’. It was the Pizza Time Theatre’s anniversary today.

“That looks… better than ever…” Mr. Munch whispered, his mouth watering as he piled up a stack of slices. Jasper began to laugh. “Well save some fer me and the others, Munch!” As everyone grabbed a slice, Pasqually noticed a couple slices left behind. Everyone should have gotten enough to make it all run out, who didn’t get some?

“Heya, guys, have you seen the Boss?” Pasqually piped up, realizing who was missing from their gathering.

“Haven’t seen ‘m!” The others chirped, mouths full of pizza.

Jasper found that quite strange. If anyone should be here, it should be Chuck E. Cheese.

By the time everyone had finished eating, everyone was looking for Chuck. Still, not a single person could find him. Jasper began to worry. A lot. Where could Chuck be on the anniversary of his own founding?!

That question was soon answered when Chuck burst out of the custodian’s closet, stumbling back and forth and hiccuping inconsistently. Suddenly, everyone began to laugh out loud. Poor Chuck had gotten completely wasted and fallen asleep in the closet.

“HhiYa, fOLkssszzhs! Hhhappy annivoisary!” Chuck slurred, running into a table. He began wheezing and laughing, trying to compose himself. Everyone laughed harder as Pasqually rolled his eyes affectionately.

“Good to see you’re okay, Boss.” Pasqually chuckled as Chuck threw his arms around the chef, messily kissing him on both sides of his face. This made Jasper turn a bright red color as he looked down at the floor, tugging at his collar.

Chuck made his way around the entire scene, attempting to talk to everyone. He occasionally tripped into someone or forgot what he was saying, but he eventually made his way around to Jasper.

“Jaspaaah!” Chuck grinned loopily, throwing an arm around his friend and holding him close. “Aaaand howszzzh my favorite fruitcake?”

Jasper choked, smiling dopily. “Ouuuh boss I’m doin’… just fineee…”

Chuck didn’t seem very convinced. For once in Jasper’s sorry life, he wasn’t laughing one bit. Everyone else seemed to be laughing, (Chuck couldn’t tell why) but Jasper wasn’t at all.

“Whazzhza matta wit yyyou.. Jaspah? Yyou ain’t so much as giggled ssince I got here…!” He cooed, nuzzling his face into his neck from behind. Jasper could barely hold back a snort.

“B-but boss!! I’m happy, I swea-swear!” Jasper whined nervously, feeling Chuck get an idea. Sure enough, Jasper felt his stomach sink when Chuck called out what he feared would happen.

“Hheyyy everyone! Wanna see my fffaaavorite act, thhhe gigglin hound?” Suddenly, everyone’s eyes were on Jasper.

“N-now hold it bOSS!”

Chuck smirked mischievously, leaning into Jasper’s ear. “Wwwhazza matta, FFfFfruitcake? I thought’cha liked to laugh…” With a small giggle, he began to play with the fur around his sides. Jasper held back, not giving into the tickly feeling he knew was coming from the beginning. The others began to catch on, snickering to themselves.

“Oh, poor Jasper!” Cooed the Warblettes, gazing from their brightly curtained stand.

“O-oooh! You lot aren’t h-hehelping much with all’a thaahahat!” Jasper whined, squirming in Chuck’s grasp. When he felt Jasper try to escape, Chuck sat down and pulled Jasper onto him. That really got a rise out of poor Jasper.

“Ffer someone ssso painfully stupid, you sure are sickeningly cccute…” That was almost the breaking point for Jasper. Almost. Did this mean that Chuck actually enjoyed Jasper’s laugh and thought it was endearing? Jasper couldn’t believe it.

The real breaking point came when Chuck decided to switch his attention to Jasper’s belly. One hand tickled his tummy through his shirt, the other creeped up his ribcage.

“HUHUHAHAHAHAAAH! EHEHEHAHAHAHAAAHAHAHA- CCCHHHHAAHAHHAA!” Jasper wailed, thrashing to get free. His arms weakly pounded at Chuck’s upper back. “NooohoHOOHOHOO- AHAAAAHAHAHAAA!”

His rodent friend winced weakly. That was one loud laugh. Some of Chuck’s friends blushed, others laughed too. Still, the ultimate conclusion was that nobody wanted to try to help out of fear that they’d be next.

“H-Hey, Boss, go easy on poor Jasper! He’s much too sensitive for his own good! He’ll pop his side and pop our eardrums!” Pasqually shouted, giggling a little at his semi-serious joke. That old ‘ler wasn’t listening though, slowly taking Jasper to the ground and eliciting more laughter from those who were watching.

Suddenly, Chuck dragged a finger under Jasper’s knee. Jasper squeaked, and Chuck continued his onslaught on his knees. Jasper went completely limp, whooping and cackling restlessly.

“Whooozz’s the good puppyyy? Huh? Huh?”

Jasper, somehow, was more red than before.

“Honey, I’ll tell you what.” Dolli Dimples whispered to Helen Henny upon walking in from the other room. “That rat sure does know his own strength.” Now Jasper wasn’t the only red one in the room!

Meanwhile, Munch worked up what little courage he had to yell. “C’mon, Jasper! You’re just gonna let him do that to ya?! Take him on like a man!” Despite his harsh pep talk, Munch stepped back and cowered quickly after.

Jasper thought for a moment. If he didn’t act soon, he’d lose his voice. Suddenly, a thought came to mind.

“Is Chuck E. ticklish? Would he insult me if I tickled him? Would he even remember when he woke up tomorrow?” Jasper monologued to himself.

Without thinking another second, Jasper shot his hands under Chuck’s arms and wiggled his fingers fast. The reaction he got was certainly not the one he expected! Chuck E. immediately froze up, letting out a yelp. He started to giggle and squeal. Jasper’s grin was up to his ears. “I didn’t know you were so ticklish, Chuck. E! Tickle tickle! Hahaha!”

Chuck immediately started to squirm as Jasper turned the tables, gently directing Chuck to the ground. “C-cHahahHAHA! J-jjjahahaHAHASPAAAH!” Chuck squealed, fidgeting on the ground. To keep him from getting away, Jasper blew a loud raspberry on Chuck’s stomach. The high pitched squeaking noises from Chuck were so strangely adorable.

“P-Plehehease JaahahaHASPAAAH! It- iHIHIT TIHIHICKLES!”

“Oh, I know it tickles, Big C! GITCHY GITCHY!”

The others whooped for Jasper, being much braver (and maybe more stupid) than any of the others.

Jasper grabbed one of Chuck’s feet, tickling profusely. Chuck SCREAMED with laughter, covering his face with his hands.

“Why do ya keep these in plain sight if they’re so ticklish, huh Big C? What I really wanna see in plain sight is your face!” Chuck, worn out and inebriated, couldn’t keep him from moving his hands away. Jasper moved his hands and began to tickle his neck.

“Ggchehehe… p-pleheheeassee, Jahasper…”

“Ohhh, sorry, Boss.” Jasper grinned. He stopped his onslaught, leaving a giggling Chuck. E Cheese on the ground. Chuck attempted to get up, but stumbled into a table. Others got up to help him, setting him down and pouring him some much needed WATER.

Munch walked over to Jasper, putting a hand on his shoulder. “You… I don’t know how you did that.” Munch laughed, Jasper laughing along with him. “I don’t think I could have withstood that, Jasper.” Pasqually chimed in. “Ohh, it was nothin! The only reason I could stand it is cause I like it and I like Big C!” Jasper covered his mouth as Munch and Pasqually gasped loud. A moment of awkward silence and blushing passed by before Jasper yelled.

“UhhhPASQUALLYITHINKYOURCAKEISDONE!”

“Cake?” Mr. Munch inquired.

Pasqually yelped, rushing to get his anniversary cake out before it burned.

Waiting for Pasqually to come back with the cake iced, Chuck sobered a little after drinking the water. The party continued as normal, with a little more playfulness than usual.

“Uh… h… hey, JJassper?” Chuck slurred, feeling his consciousness and headache come back a little more sternly.

Jasper walked over to him, both exchanging a red blush.

“L-llesszzs not being this up again... t-the whole… me liking-uhhh… bein’ ticklish thinggg…”

“S-Sure thing, Big C! Don’t have to tell me twice.”

Before Chuck could open his mouth to say another word, Pasqually walked out of the kitchen with a blue and white iced anniversary cake with sprinkles. In the icing, it said “happy anniversary,” mirroring Pasqually’s pizza.

“How old is the Pizza Time Theatre turning, Chuck. E?” Pasqually asked. Jasper and Chuck tried to quickly count on their fingers, but Pasqually piped up before they could answer.

“Because I think that we need to give our own Big C. one second of tickles per year we’ve been open!”

Poor Chuck went bright red, Jasper snickering and blushing a little himself.

That night, everyone at Chuck’s place certainly had a fun and playful party.

Happy 45th, Chuck E. Cheese’s.