DK was sitting on the couch watching 'Brawl Channel', catching up on the latest brawl. Although Diddy liked the channel as much as DK did, he wanted to watch something else. So in one swift move, Diddy grabbed the TV remote.
"Hey! I'm watching this!" DK exclaimed in annoyance.
"Oh come on! All we've been watching was brawl stuff! I wanna watch something else." Diddy commented, growing a smirk on his face as he held the remote.
DK stood up from the couch, knowing there was only one way to get the remote. "You asked for this." He then grabbed Diddy from the floor and dropped him onto the couch.
"Ooh, I'm scared! You're gonna make me sit on the couch until I give you the remote!" Diddy teased as he rolled his hands about.
"Give me the remote or else..." DK warned.
"Or else what?" Diddy mocked as he kept his gaurd on the remote.
"Or else I'll tickle you." DK smirked as he gently poked Diddy in the stomach, earning a yelp as the little monkey covered his stomach with his free hand.
"You wouldn't..." Diddy gulped as he looked around desperately for a way out of his situation.
DK used his right hand to pin Diddy to the couch, using his fingers to dig into Diddy's stomach and sides and wiggled them around.
"HAHAHAHAHAHAHA! STOHOHOHOP!" Diddy laughed as he helplessly squirmed.
"You know what I want, little buddy. Give me the remote or I'll make it worse." DK warned as he used his free hand to gently squeeze Diddy's left side.
"N-NEVER-AHAHAHAHAHA!" Diddy laughed as he squirmed in a desperate attempt to get away from DK's tickling hands.
"If you say so!" DK teased in a sing-songy tone. He then pinned Diddy's arms to his sides. DK took a deep breath as he then lowered his head down to Diddy's exposed stomach and started blowing raspberries in it.
It tickled the little monkey so much, that he almost got out of DK's grasp, only for him to tighten his grip and continue blowing.
"STOHOHOHOHOHOP, DK! PLEHEHEHEHEASE! I GIVE, I GIVE!" Diddy laughed as his struggles became weaker.
"Good!" DK commented, blowing a quick raspberry in Diddy's stomach, earning another laugh from him.
"I hate it when you use tickling against me." Diddy groaned, sighing in defeat as he slumped in the couch.
"Looks like I gotta take care of that frown!" DK exclaimed as Diddy tried backing away, only for him to hit an armrest.
"No, DK! Please!" Diddy pleaded as he put his hands out in defense.
DK grabbed both of his arms and pinned them to his sides. He started blowing raspberries into Diddy's defenseless stomach, causing the little monkey to squeal and laugh as he felt the ticklish vibrations on his stomach.