I groaned in pain as I clutched my stomach, being in pain of what probably may be the worst stomach cramps I've ever had as me and DK sat on the couch in the living room.

"Oooh... these cramps are killing me, DK..." I moaned, twitching from the unbearable pain.

"Want me to rub it better, little buddy?" DK asked, giving me an apologetic look.

I nodded hesitantly.

"Lie down," And I did as I adjusted myself onto my back. Somehow I didn't feel so sure about this because of how ticklish I am. I braced himself for the sensations to hit my sensitive tummy.

DK gently began rubbing my stomach with his hand, and I took a deep breath and clamped my mouth shut. It tickled horribly, but to be honest, it also felt a bit good.

After a moment, DK realized my face (which I knew must've been red by now) was red and I was holding my breath.

"What's wrong?" DK asked me, concerned.

"N-nothihing." I said, accidentally letting a few giggles spill out.

DK grinned. "Am I tickling you?"

Oh, crap...

"Aww, do you have a ticklish tummy?" DK teased, scratching his fingers over my stomach lightly.

"YOUHOHOHOHO ALREADY KNOW THAHAHAHAHAHAT!" I laughed as I tried to get away from yet another ticklish trap, batting at DK's hands. He grabbed my wrists and pinned them onto my chest with one hand, and using the other to tickle me soon.

I was already giggling before DK even started. "Nohoho please! DK, dohont!"

"Don't what?" DK asked teasingly, drawing random shapes and patterns on my belly with his finger tip.

"T-TIHIHICKLE ME!" I squealed, struggling in his grip.

"Tickle you? Okay!" And with that, he switched from light touches to digging into my stomach.

I shrieked so loud I sounded like I was being attacked. Attacked with tickling, that is.

"DK! STOHOHOHOHOHOHOHOHOP! PLEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEASE!" I pleaded, trying to kick at him.

"I'm just trying to help you get your mind off those cramps of yours, little buddy," DK replied. "Now, let's see how hard I can make you laugh."

"NOHOHOHOHOHOHOHOHOHOHO! I-I'M FIHIHIHIHIHIINE! PLEASE! NO MORE!" I protested.

Unfortunately, DK wasn't having any of it as he lifted my tank top just above my ribs up and let go of his arms, I was too weak from laughter that hit me, let alone turn the tables. He dug his fingers into the sides of my stomach.

"P-PLEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEASE! AHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA! STOP IHIHIHIT!" I pleaded as I weakly shoved at his hands.

"Not until I'm convinced that your cramps are gone, little buddy," DK laughed with me as he slowly traced around my naval before wiggling a finger inside.

"STOHOHOHOHOHOHOHOHOHOHOP! GET OUT OF THERE! DK- AHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!" I screamed as DK started blowing raspberries in my belly button. That and switching to gently nibbling on my stomach and growling into it and digging into my ribs drove me absolutely crazy! "NOHOHOHOHOHOHOHOHOHO! DK, PLEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEASE! STOP! I-I CAN'T BREHEHEHEHEHEHEATHE!"

DK stopped all the tickling, convinced that I had enough.

"You okay, little buddy?" DK asked.

"Yeah, my cramps are gone," I replied, absolutely relieved that not only the tickling stopped, but those horrible cramps were gone. "I guess you're right. The tickling did get my mind off the cramp and now it's gone! Thanks, big buddy!"

"You're welcome, little buddy," DK responded, pulling me into a hug.

I hugged back, closing my eyes as I started feeling tired. Then, just as I thought I was safe, DK lifted one of my arms and held above my head. I widened my eyes as I saw him lean his head towards my hip.

"DK, wait! Don't you dare!" I protested, struggling in his embrace.

It was too late. He blew a long line of raspberries from my hip to my armpit, leaving a a giggly mess after that was over.

"W-What... was that f-for?" I asked breathlessly.

"I was just checking," DK commented.