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It had been months ever since. Today, it'd be around 3 months.

Three months since you all left, that you all escaped and were finally free.

You knew you had to settle things properly; fortunately, you had a nice cabin in the mountains, a heir from your family. Not too far from the city, not too close, either.

That way no one could disturb you all.

You guys were almost a family. You, the head of the house, Dogday, your partner (your...beloved), and Kissy and Poppy as the "aunties", as you liked to see it. It was perfect. In its own unique way, you were a family.

And while of course, everyone had to get used to some changes, it didn't take you all long to get settled in the peace you've all been aching for a while.

That didn't mean, however, that inconveniences could be met.

It seemed to be one of those days. You were just working on some work related stuff, when all of a sudden you just...got hit.

Intrusive thoughts, as the common folk would say. They've been in your mind for more than one occasion, and haven't been necessarily nice with you as of recently. Of course, the horrors beyond comprehension in that factory were no bueno.

However, unlike the previous times years ago where you'd beat yourself half to death over your own spiraling, survivor's guilt and all, this time, you had a trick up your sleeve.

So you get up from your chair, and immediately make a beeline to your objective.

Oh, hoooneeeey~!!

From afar, you hear a loud squeak. Then, something scurrying down from your bed, and immediately closing the door. Despite muffled, you could also hear his panicked giggles.

"No!" Dogday squeaks, tho you could still hear the smile in his voice. It was a game you both liked a lot, no matter the circumstances.

Snickering to yourself, you knock on the door diligently, assuring Dogday that you respected his privacy by knocking on the door, but you reaffirm your authority as the head of the house and his significant other by coming in anyways~!

Of course, he didn't lock the door. He never does (and, actually, he can't. Big fingers, you know), so when you enter the room you're greeted by a rather endearing and amusing sight.

A big lump, hiding under the blankets, shaking with contained titters.

Oh! You gasp dramatically, a hand to your cheek. But where in the world did your beloved go? You don't miss the way the lump giggled a bit louder.

You don't waste time by grabbing the edge of the blanket, tossing it upwards and revealing your companion - your darling, your sweetheart, your stress reliever - curled up in a giggle ball.

"W-Wait!" He puts a hand up in defense, but that didn't stop you from digging in. "Sunshine, no-OHOHO~!!"

Your mouth presses into his stomach, immediately blowing away. It was the fastest way of getting that sweet laughter out of him. That marvelous and bubbly laughter that always brings butterflies to your own. His entire presence was like an immediately happy pill, one that you could take as many times as possible and not overdose.

(That is, if we don't count the fact his happiness is contagious).

The blankets are entirely forgotten, as Dogday flails his limbs around, his back arching and sinking down to the bed, his legs making it squeak as he stomped on it.

"A-Angel!!" He yelps, cackling some more when you blew another raspberry to his side. He tried twisting his torso, but that didn't got him very far. "S-Sunshine, Dar-LEEHEE-ing! WAHAHAHA~!!" No matter how sweet his nicknames were, you weren't stopping until you relieved yourself.

So he better be a good tickle toy and take it! Mmwah!

A high pitched squeak leaves his voice box, the fur in his stomach spiking up as you kissed the area where his giggle button should be - tho, surprisingly, there was a little patch of skin that sunk inwards, similar to a regular belly button -, then another as you kissed again.

He whines, loudly, his hands reaching his ears and hiding his face into them. God, how he loved the kisses!

Eventually, you rest your chin in his abdomen, looking up at your beloved with a satisfied smirk. Yeah, you really needed that. Dogday coughs, panting and giggling as he slowly lets his ears fall down again.

Hello, beautiful~ you squeeze his cheek, making him giggle some more.

"Ahah...th-that day again, huh?" Yup.

At least in the end, you got to cuddle your big teddy.

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U know what.. 🤔 instead of dogday getting tickled by catnap and player only how about the other big toys can join too like boxy boo and huggy wuggy & more so they can all gang up on him and tickle that little puppy so they will forget there horrible past. He is emotional support dog can get rid of ptsd away.

"Let go!" Dogday squeals, back arching as he tugs at his arms. "Let me GAHAHAAHA-HO~!!"

Kissy doesn't budge. Despite her noodly limbs, she for sure had strength. Enough for them to be wrapped around Dogday's arms, her paws brushing over his armpits. Her expression is the same, but there's a soft playfulness in her eyes.

Besides him, a tiny giggle escapes the owner's mouth.

"Aww, you silly dearie! Are you trying to get away?" Poppy's voice was syrupy sweet, tho she wasn't so sweet herself, small, nimble fingers scratching at that spot in Dogday's stomach that drove him insane. If he couldn't handle your singular hand scratching at that spot, twenty, miniature fingers were much, much worse!

"A-HAHAHAN-gel!!" Your companion cries, his voice switching volumes through his sentences. "Hehehelp MEHEHE~!!"

Oh, buddy, you are helping! You're just cleaning him up!

"NOYOURENOT!!" He retorts back. His free paw stomped against the floor over and over; his other paw was captive in your arm, brushing the feather duster you found lying around over his sole. Odd tool, but effective results!

Dogday wanted to die. At least, hide under whatever covers he could find (there weren't any). Alas, being the certified emotional support dog had its...perks.

Case in point, being the major objective for gang tickles. Obviously, it's not that he hated it (his tail was saying more than his own words right now), but it was still flustering as hell.

Then again, his laughter was like the sun - which he was! -, warm and bubbly, despite his voice box seeing better days.

Back to his predicament - his body twisted and bucked this way and that, but still making sure to not harm Poppy (or even you, with his kicking), cheeks rosy pink and his smile wide and bright. He tried to resist it, to not melt right then and there with how much fun he was having, because, well...

"You- Y-You guys SUHUHUHUCK!!" He laughs.

Gasp! How dare he?! Such rudeness!

"Tut tut!" Poppy clicks her tongue. "You're the one that's being a cutie patootie now, silly!" She "boops" his nose from her perspective. "How can we not give you the treatment you so rightfully deserve?"

Kissy responded by booping his cheek, her hand trailing down and making him giggle and whine at the same time.

Right, okay. So these guys were being absolute bullies right now. How delightful.

"B-But- AHEEHEE!!" The tickling resumed (in what moment did they decided to strike again?!), making his voice glitch out for a second before falling back to uncontrollable cackles.

Dogday's mind was scrambled, as he turned his head around to look for something, anything that could save him...

"C-Catnap!" He calls over to his partner, who was sitting in a dark spot all this time, watching the scene before him intently, with great amusement. "Please- PLEHEHEASE!!" You brush the feather duster over his toes, making him lose his words right there.

Oh, sure, Catnap could help, too! You snicker, knowing full well that he wouldn't do such a thing.

Catnap, however, proved you wrong as he walked out of the shadows, calmly going over to Dogday's side. Gently shooing Poppy away, he gives him a quick look before.

"Aha-H'HHAAA—...!!!"

Dogday screamed. He shrieked, but his voice had ran out even before he could even say something else.

Right after his voice went silent was Catnap's raspberry, pressed right over his stomach and making his skin buzz. Man, it really has been 10 years, because Dogday almost forgot that Catnap had lungs.

Where did he got so much breath? No one knows, but everyone had stopped tickling in exchange of Catnap taking the lead. Granted, he was doing a much better job than you three combined, given the way Dogday had given up.

After a few more seconds, Catnap lifts his body up, a satisfied smirk in his face. Dogday melted, his eyes swirling as he became a puddle (not pun intended) on the floor. He was still giggling like crazy, still tugging at Kissy's arms to hug himself.

Aww. You coo at your companion, rubbing his calf. See? Even Catnap knew that he deserved all the tickles!

Dogday couldn't respond, but the way he sputtered in protest made you all laugh.

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honestly?

I see Bobby as an absolute tickle monster.

sure, she can be gentle if she’s cheering someone up or goofing off

but when she really gets into it? when there’s a big tickle fight going on?

she’ll decimate everybody

it’s the hidden big sister in her sjdndn

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So our dear Dogday's gotten wrecked quite a few times (how adorable that always is!!!) For as much as he enjoys it, I wonder if being everybody's favorite lee goes to his head a bit.

Like, if Catnap or Player's busy or has their hands full, Dogday will decide to be a gremlin and just start teasing them like, oh, you need that thing? Sure! Lemme just streeeeetch over/around you, totally exposing my very soft very ticklish tummy that's right there and totally vulnerabl- here's your thing bye :) Or flop somewhere in view and pretend to be totally oblivious as he's just constantly showing off how ticklish and cute he is, waiting for them to crack with the smuggest grin

I imagine if he really wants to mess with them/get wrecked, he'll tease the daylights (ha!) out of both of them separately and then wait, sitting back with popcorn as they come storming over only to blink at each other and argue over who gets to tickle him first 💖💖

On one hand, we're spoiling him too much.

On the other hand, Catnap's influence ain't doing him good.

Then again, how could they ever resist when he's got the softest, fluffiest, most ticklish tum tum in the world?

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I have more brainrot. A evil evil collaboration would be Catnap and Player vs Dogday BUT WAIT- there's a twist! Catnap will airtickle but Dogday has his eyes closed/isn't allowed to look, so Player narrates.

Maybe Catnap is sneaking around, fluttering claws here and there, enough to just barely brush by Dogday's fur, enough for Dogday to jump or squirm away but- which way is away?? Where is Catnap?? Where's the next flutter coming from? Catnap sure is good at being stealthy

And Player's doing a fantastic job of describing every little detail of how close those tickly claws are, how vulnerable his tummy or his ears are, except oops! Catnap didnt go for either! Not fair? Well Player's certainly doing their best to guess where Catnap's going next, but, well, they can't be sure, right? 💖💖

Uh oh~...

A timid whimper rumbled in his throat, his hands clenching beneath the weight.

But he had to be careful. He had to he veery careful...

Because it looked like the claws were going for his tummy!

"Nohoho~!" Dogday squeals, immediately curling his legs up - only for them to bump against your back, making you tumble a little and giggle in amusement.

The bearer of the claws snickered as well, tho it was more quiet.

Still, Catnap's fingers were lightly grazing the fluffy skin, a touch so tender that it was almost invisible. And yet, he wasn't aiming for Dogday's stomach, instead reaching to tease his sides.

"A-Angel!" He cries, kicking the floor in flustered frustration. "That's not fahahair!" He turns his head to the side, yet the blindfold that hid his vision followed him around with ease.

Catnap's tail was long, after all, and he knew how to use it.

Not fair, he says now? Why, but you're no mind reader! All you're doing is merely guess where will Catnap tickle him next!

It's not your fault you guess it wrong. And besides, Catnap's the one tricking you!

From his position above Dogday's arms, Catnap huffs in amusement. "Yeah, right." He hums, one of those rare occasions were he would speak up. Everytime you keep forgetting that he, too, had a messy voice box like Dogday, so the low and rumbling sound of his voice took you out.

Dogday merely whines, arching his back as a way to comfort himself from his tickle high and also to-

"Ah ah~" Catnap purrs, his hands retracting as soon as he feels Dogday's torso by a hair (not pun intended). "Don't cheat yourself to victory, you naughty heretic~"

At this point, that nickname had the same endearment as your own "Angel". Honestly, it was a miracle that you could salvage Catnap as well, and you couldn't be happier about it.

Especially because you all could bond like this. But moreso because you both bonded more around tickling the shit out of Dogday.

Speaking of Dogday, the monster toy was rather agitated, pent up giggles bubbling in his throat as he tried to guess on his own where would Catnap attack next. Damn, he was always so stealthy, he just couldn't pinpoint it at all!

Actually, those hips of his look very squeezable right now...

"E-Eep!" He yelps, bucking his hips and you in the process - if anything, you were the reason he wasn't squirming so much, otherwise he'd be a wiggle worm without anything touching him first.

Dogday could feel it, he knew he could. Catnap's warmth was close enough for him to feel it, but at the same time - and paired with the visual neglect - he couldn't follow his tracks due to being so pent up. He could feel his claws wiggling millimeters away from his body, brushing down his skin and making his hair jump.

Oooh, lookie now! Those hippies look so so vulnerable now! It'd be a real shame if someone were to...

"EEEHEEHE~!!" Dogday gasps, his hips bucking once (you almost lost balance) and letting out a wheeze when instead, Catnap's claws latched onto his stomach, pressing into his skin, but not moving.

Oh, how he hated (loved) this.

"Cahahahatnahahap!" He squeals, his own squirming making him laugh even more. He was doing it again now; Catnap adored to rile him up when watch as he tickles himself on accident whenever he rested his hands on any of his tickle spots.

It was adorable.

With another snicker, Catnap retrieved his hands. Silly dear, you chuckle, that's not how the game goes!

"It's fun." He shrugs.

Dogday merely grumbles.

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Ngl, I had a crummy day. So this is exactly what I needed. ♥️♥️♥️

Heya heya! Saw that ur requests are open and I was thinking if I could request something with Dogday + tickly ear scratches? :D or cheer up tickles! With the ler of ur choice ♡ Just anything w that sunny cinnamon roll is great for real aufwtwdwycww also! Your drawings are absolutely lovely and so fun! Thank you for making and sharing them with us :DD hope u have a nice week!

BOOM

4 REQUESTS IN ONE

THIS DEFINITELY ISN’T BECAUSE I WAS TOO LAZY TO MAKE SEPARATE REQUESTS,,,,,

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they homeless catnap box him

Reblog = Adopted him

Like = Pat head

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Something a friend of mine whipped up. I honestly think PPT should collab with BATIM.

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Okay... so... I saw gameplay for Poppy Playtime chapter 3... and when I saw Dogday's transformation, I was scared... and at the same time...

THIS POPPED INTO MY HEAD.

I feel sorry for him and yet... I HAD TO DO IT.