DK flipped through channels completely bored but still not tired enough to sleep. It was somewhat late and Diddy had already sprawled out on his bed, covers only up to his thighs. DK glanced over and noticed Diddys's tank top had ridden up a bit, exposing his little nephew's stomach and sides as it always had.
DK tiptoed over to the bed and sat down next to Diddy, slowly trailing a finger over Diddy's stomach. The young monkey twitched and a smile tugged at his lips. DK grinned and started to gently spider his fingertips over his nephew's stomach.
Diddy let out a giggle and shifted in his sleep, mumbling. "Stohohop... tickles..."
DK maneuvered himself so he was now straddling the younger Kong and attacked his mid section with much more vigor, getting a jolt out of Diddy as he shook awake and shoved his hands down to cover his stomach.
"Oh no. Not again, DK- AHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!" Diddy laughed as DK attacked his ticklish stomach.
"I forgot how ticklish you are... not!" DK grinned, wiggling his fingers into the taut muscles under his little nephew's ticklish skin.
Diddy's hands groped for DK's, trying to put a stop to the tickling assault, but then DK simply grabbed Diddy's wrists in one hand and tugged them up to the side near his chest, poking and scribbling and scratching and tickling with his other hand all over Diddy's tummy.
The young monkey threw his head back and howled with laughter. "NOOOO! HAHAHAHAHAHAHA STOP IT! STOP, STOP! NOHOHOHO! DK! HAHAHAHAAHAHHAHA! CUT IT OUT! HAHAHAHA LET ME GO HAHAHA!"
"Sorry, little buddy. Not just yet!" DK's fingers danced all across Diddy's tummy, circling around his belly button and occasionally wiggling inside.
"STAHAHAHAHAHAHAHOP! DK, NOOOO! HAHAHA!"
DK leaned down and pressed his mouth onto Diddy's skin.
"NO! DK, don't you da-HAHAHAHAHAHA! STOP! STOP! STOP! NO! HAAHAHA! DON'T! HAHAHAHAHA!" Diddy shrieked as DK blew a raspberry against his stomach, and a few more after. With the ferocity of his struggles, Diddy managed to get a hand free and pulled at DK's wrist until he released the other. Diddy squirmed and laughed and wiggled himself onto his stomach on the bed, trying to protect himself.
"Hey- I'm not through with you yet!" DK commented as he grabbed Diddy.
"Leave me ahahalone! I wanna sleep!" Diddy wailed, trying to clamp his arms to his sides defensively.
"Well you're not sleeping right now!" DK laughed and started to squeeze Diddy's sides. Diddy squeaked and shook with laughter, squirming side to side and trying miserably to protect himself.
DK's fingers traveled upwards and began to press into the spaces between Diddy's ribs while Diddy struggled and cackled helplessly. He pleaded and sang out laughter like his ribs were an instrument for his uncle to play, and DK was good at playing Diddy's ribs in just the right places to get him to scream with laughter.
As DK's fingers scratched against the upper part of Diddy's ribs, Diddy lost most coherency to beg. Then one of DK's hands reached up and pried one of Diddy's arms up over his head.
"GAHAHAHAHAHAHA! HAHAHA! DK, PLEASE! HAHAHAHAA! HAHAHAHAHAHA! DK! STAHAHAHOP! PLEHEHEHEASE!" Diddy practically screamed, and DK finally decided to be a bit kind and give Diddy some rest. He released his hold on the arm and it immediately snapped down to Diddy's side, trapping DK's hand in his armpit.
"Uh, little buddy? I kinda need it back." DK commented, wiggling his fingers under Diddy's arm. Diddy yelped and released some of the pressure on DK's hand, enough for him to pull it free.
"You're horrible..." Diddy panted, curling into a ball once DK moved off of him.
"What can I say, little buddy? I just can't resist!" DK stated, poking at Diddy's belly once more.
"Hehehey! C-Cut i-it out!" Diddy giggled.
