Here comes chapter five, otherwise known as the fifth drabble! This time, we're taking a trip to the universe of "The Rescuers", in a post-series time. Bernard is really irritated with himself on account of how, even as he's otherwise happy with how all is right with the world and he's most happily married to the beautiful Miss Bianca and vice versa, he has looked back to the past and how, despite how things turned out the right way in the end, he can't believe how shy, overly cautious, superstitious and prone to worries for one reason or another he's been. Yeah, he's also had bravery about him when it was called for, but it changes not such things as what's just been mentioned, nor the fact that he also realizes that he's more serious than he needs to be. So, in order to be both more daring, like his wife, Bianca, and as a way to be just a bit more playful and silly than he currently is, and thus solve both of the things that are making him annoyed at himself, he decides to have some fun at his wife's expense by tickling the hell out of her. Let's see how she likes it and how she'll react in the aftermath, shall we? Right this way.

THINGS TO NOTE:

This story takes place half a month after the events of "The Rescuers Down Under".

I own none of the characters. They all belong to Disney and their respective movies from that company and studio.

Laughing Ladies

Chapter 5-Squeals and Squeaks Of Laughter

During a time when he and his wife, Miss Bianca, were together in their home, Bernard had come to grips with how he'd lately come across to a realization of sorts, and one which left him most frustrated with himself.

Why was this? Well, said realization consisted of two parts. The first was that he really wished he didn't have to be so overly cautious and/or quick to worry despite being brave when it was really needed/really counted all the time, and the second was that, along with how hot and perfect for a wife in every way he found Bianca, he had this nagging curiosity on his mind.

That curiosity was whether or not she was ticklish. And, unsurprisingly, it put in him the urge and temptation to tickle her. "But should I really do that? I mean, I must consider her feelings as well as my own." Bernard thought to himself. "I must show her respect like she shows to me. She is my wife, not a toy."

During the time he thought this, he switched in and out from looking at her and looking the other way. Bianca noticed none of this, as she was busy with putting on some of her newest perfume, which she'd bought just yesterday. But little did she know that she was making sure of it that Bernard would ultimately decide that he would tickle her.

After all, this perfume of hers smelled so alluring and beautiful, and its absolutely appealing aroma was so quick to present itself to anyone within three feet of whoever was wearing it, that it drifted its way around until, albeit barely reaching him due to wear he was standing, it touched Bernard's nose. Furthermore, that's before you thrown on how it was being used by someone so hot and who Bernard loved so much as Bianca.

And, after picking up its scent and inhaling it before he was able to tell what his nose had just detected, Bernard did not take at all long to put the pieces together. He said in his mind: "Oh, dear me, I don't even have to look at her to know that I'm smelling her lovely perfume here! She bought this yesterday and, although it cost her a pretty penny, she could tell it was well worth it, and she was right!"

Bernard subsequently thought to himself: "I can't argue with myself or tussle with my two options any longer! Picking up the scent of such beautiful perfume on a mouse as beautiful as my wife has pushed me over the edge and sent me all the way over! I must tickle her and find out if she's susceptible to it or not! I must! Should she dislike it, then I am so sorry in advance, my love!"

He quietly and casually walked over to Bianca, acting as natural and ordinary as he could so that even one as smart as here wouldn't suspect that anything was up, and then he said: "Excuse me, dear?" Then she turned around and, just after putting down her perfume bottle, Bianca said to him: "Yes, dahling?" He then said as calmly as he could: "There's something I have been unable to help but wonder about you lately."

"Really? And vat is zat?" Bianca responded. Bernard then sighed in his mind, knowing that he would do this now or he would never do it at all, and he thought: "Here goes nothing…" Subsequently, he said to her: "I want to know, love, whether or not you are…" and suddenly zoomed his hands at her underarms and began tickling them like he had no time to lose. Along with how he gave her underarms just as much tickling with his tail, albeit switching it in and out from one hand tickling underarm to the other and so on and so forth. He'd a second later finish his sentence/answer with: "…TICKLISH!"

Bianca, as it turned out, was indeed most ticklish. And, resultantly, laughter came out of her no sooner than her husband's hands and tail were unleashing an unmerciful tickle attack on her underarms. "HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA! STAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAP IT! I AHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAM TOHOHOHOHOHOHOHOHOHOHOHOHOHOHOHOHO TICKLISH FOHOHOHOHOHOR WOHOHOHOHOHOHOHOHOHOHOHOHOHOHOHOHOHOHOHOHOHOHOHOHORDS, BEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHERNAHAHAHAHAHAHAHARDAHAHAHAHA!"

"Whoa, you're more ticklish than I ever could have thought possible for you or anyone!" let out Bernard in surprise. All of a sudden, a nefarious grin formed upon his face to go with his currently wide open eyes, and he stated: "You know something? I'm sorry, sweetheart, but I just can't stop tickling you. At least not right now. This is far too much fun and the fact it's being done to the one I love most in all the world only makes it more fun. It's like I've gotten hooked on tickling you, really. My apologies, but I simply must go on with this."

After he'd finished saying this, tears of laughter were going down Bianca's cheeks, and in addition to that, she'd ended up on her back. Bernard kept up with tickling her underarms, an act which caused her to go: "NOHOHOHOHOHOHOHOHOHOHOHOHOHOHOHOHOHO! YOHOHOHOHOHOHOHOHOU CAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAN'T BEHEHEHEHEHEHE SEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHERIOHOHOHOHOHOHOHOHOHOHOUS! HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAAAAAAA!"

"I regret to tell you that I am, Bianca, my darling." Bernard would say to her. "Enough with your underarms, though. I think I'll give your feet some fun." He could tell she was in the perfect position for that sort of tickling, as her feet stuck out due to how she was currently on her back. Which was why he'd made that decision, of course.

And so, he placed his fingers upon her feet and began tickling them like mad, in addition to how he used his tail to assist his fingers in tickling them like mad, switching that tail from one foot to another and back again like had been the case when he was tickling her underarms. And not a bit of either of her feet was missed, either. Not her heels, not her soles, not her toes, not in between her toes, nothing. Predictably, Bianca laughed even harder, louder and longer this time than she had before, and that's one big statement.

"WAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA! NAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAT MY FEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHET! HOHOHOHOHOHOHOHOHOHOHOHOHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAAA!" Bianca went out laughing. Further tears went down her face through her currently closed eyes, not to mention how her underarms were currently pink from all the tickling she got in them. But I can assure you that her feet ended up becoming even pinker than that, which is saying a lot.

For Bernard, while telling her: "No can do, my lady. I wish it were otherwise, but that is neither an option nor possible." really was serious about how uninhibitedly he was tickling her feet. His fingers and tail alike were rapidly getting every single millimeter of both of them.

And Bianca could do nothing as the laughter out of her consisted of: "HAAAAAAAAA, HAAAAAAAAAAAAA, HAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA, HAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA, HAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA! PLEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHASEHEHEHEHE KNAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHACK IT OHOHOHOHOHOHOHOHOHOHOFF! I AHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAM BEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEGGING YOHOHOHOHOHOU TOHOHOHOHOHOHOHO CAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAT IT OHOHOHOHOHOHOHOHOHOHOHOHOHOUT! I'LL DOHOHOHOHOHOHOHOHO AHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHANYTHINGAHAHAHAHA! JAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAST EHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEND THIS NOHOHOHOHOHOHOHOHOHOHOWAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAAAAAAA!"

But Bernard shook his head with his eyes closed, then opened them again and said to her: "I would if I could, but I'm afraid that I am not able to do so." Following this, he moved his tail and fingers away from her now incredibly pink feet and went for her sides.

You see, in addition to how Bianca was now letting out floods of tears from her eyes and her laughter seemed like it wouldn't cease for years, with her mouth wide open and everything, a still craving of the act of tickling her Bernard felt like giving her sides the tickle treatment now.

Indeed, he said to her: "Okay, my wonderful wife, it is now that I think a tickling sequence for your sides is in order." He wasted no time in making it so that he tickled both of her sides, one with each hand and set of fingers thereof, at the same time. And he also put his tail to use once more, switching from one side to the other and continuing with this pattern after a good amount of tickling was given to each of her sides by his tail.

Both his tail and his fingers made sure of it that all that her sides consisted of were tickled nonstop, and Bianca was driven absolutely berserk, with so many tears of laughter leaving her eyes that she was now in a massive puddle made from them, and like Bernard's tickling, there was no end in sight to them.

"FAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA! NOHOHOHOHOHOHOHOHOHOHOHO MOHOHOHOHOHOHOHOHOHREHEHEHEHE! I BEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHESEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHECHA YOHOHOHOHOHOHOHOHOHOHOHOHOHOU! GIVEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHE IT AHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA REHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHESTAHAHA! NAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAT MY SIDEHEHEHEHEHEHSAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!"

While Bernard tickled the struggling Bianca, he thought to himself: "Wow! So daring and brave and adventurous, and such a smart, lovable and attractive woman, too, and yet she's very possibly the most ticklish individual on the entire planet, and literally, too! I don't think that either of us is ever going to forget this after I'm done!"

This thought was followed by him telling her: "My apologies, Bianca, but I can't put a stop to this before it stops itself. I just can't." His merciless tickling to her sides continued on. Bianca yowled with laughter: "YAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA! MAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAKEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHE IT STAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAP! STOHOHOHOHOHOHOHOHOHOHOP IT AHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHALREHEHEHEHEHEHEAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHADY AHHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!"

Once Bernard was through with Bianca's sides, both of which were pinker than her feet and underarms put together, and that's saying something, he saw two things. The first was that she had now practically created tiny rivers from her tears of laughter, and the second was her belly, which he could tell he had not yet delivered a massive tickling surge to.

Such a fact, however, was about to change. For he told her: "All right, my lovable lovely, I do believe that the time has come for some literal belly laughs." That her midriff was very fully exposed from the position she was in made this all the more obvious as the next of tickle attacks he'd perform on her. And perform it on her he did.

After all, he didn't hesitate one bit at all in sending his fingers at her belly, tickling her all over it, with his tail alternating between running up and down her belly, tickling one spot of it that his fingers weren't currently tickling or another and, when one of his fingers wasn't tickling her belly button, serving as a substitute for that place.

Bianca's laughter, however uproarious, loud, long and hard it had become increasingly before, and that was plenty, mind you, now went to not just the next level, but a whole new level most didn't even know existed, let alone believe to be reachable. But she reached it, all right, and big time, I might add.

Especially since the laughing tears exiting her eyes now resembled miniature waterfalls as she went "BEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHENAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHARD, I DOHOHOHOHOHOHOHOHOHOHOHOHOHOHOHOHOHOHOHOHOHOHOHOHON'T KNOHOHOHOHOHOHOHOHOHOHOHOHOW HOHOHOHOHOHOHOHOHOHOHOHOW MAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHANYEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHE TIMEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHES I MAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAST SAHAHAHAHAAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAY THAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAIS! QUIT IT THIS INSTAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHANTAHAHAHAHA!"

But Bernard didn't pay this any heed and kept his tickling of her belly up, when all of a sudden, she peed on him, some of it on his shirt, the rest on his lower belly. "WHOA! Well, now, Bianca, I guess this can count as a bit of retribution for you, even if neither of us was expecting it to happen! Anyway, either way, though, I am almost done here. I just have one final tickling performance to get done on you, and then I'm through here."

"Vat?" Bianca asked. "As much as I'd like to be relieved to hear zat, vat can you possibly have left by zis point…" She suddenly realized what he meant and gasped: "NO! YOU CAN'T BE SERIOUS, LOVE!" Bernard nodded with a grin and said: "I'm nothing short of serious, make no mistake, my love."

With that, he made it so that, as his eyes caught how her stomach was now the most pink region of her body, and by far, too, outmatching even her sides, feet and underarms combined in that sense, which is definitely saying a whole lot, his fingers and tail all switched from her underarms to her feet to her sides to her belly to back again with the pattern continued and repeated.

And now, not only was Bianca laughing so much, so hard, so loudly and so lengthily that enough tears to drench her entire body and part of Bernard's, albeit around the inside of her wide open mouth, came out of her eyes, but she could now do nothing but let out that laughter without a drop of possibility that she could manage to squeeze out any laughter interrupted words like she had been able to before. After all, it was tickling on top of tickling she was getting now.

What could be heard from Bianca now was: "HAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA, HAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA, HAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA, HAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA, HAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA! HEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE, HEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE, HEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE, HEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE, HEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE! HOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO, HOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO, HOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO, HOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO, HOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO! HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA! WAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHEHEHEHEHEHEHOHOHOHOHOHOHAHA! AHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHAHAHAHAHAHA! FAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA! YAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!"

When Bernard finally stopped tickling her, he stood back as his wife took long to stop laughing and even longer to get back up. When it finally happened, though, she looked to him and walked over. "Okay, Bianca, I'm through! I'm sorry I had to put you through all that, but I just couldn't help myself! You're welcome to beat me to a pulp if you want. Just don't break my nose or damage my genitals or anything like that, okay?" Bernard said.

"Vhy, Benard, I have no intentions of hurting you at all!" Bianca said as, to his surprise, she embraced him and looked lovingly into his once again widened eyes. "Zat was ze most hilarious and sensational experience I've ever had! Who vould have guessed you knew how to tickle so well?"

"So…you're not mad at me?" Bernard said. "No, of course not. But zat doesn't mean I von't reverse our roles at some time or another, dear." She lightly ran her fingers down his large, round belly and gently poked his belly button before lightly running her tail around in it for a second. Bernard struggled not to laugh, but couldn't help but giggle a little, giving away that he was almost as ticklish as she was, which neither one knew until now.

But he simply looked into her eyes lovingly and smiled back, then, while they hugged each other, said to her: "Hey, if it's you doing it to me, I'm looking forward to it." "I am very glad to hear it." Bianca said, adding in: "I just vish it hadn't taken me until it vas over to realize how much I liked being tickled, especially by you. Ah, well. Here's your reward for it…"

She then kissed him, which he accepted, followed by how he kissed her back. They closed their eyes after hopping onto their bed, and then, once they were done kissing, snuggled up to each other. Bianca's new perfume had turned out to not only add to her beauty, it also made their day even better and more exciting. Especially since Bernard could now tell that what he'd done to her had caused him to lose his previous tendencies to be so overly cautious and/or quick to worry without any chance they'd come back, the way such daring and excitement/fun had flushed them from him permanently.

So, as it turned out, neither of these mice could have possibly asked for any more on this day, and the funny thing was, it wasn't even over yet, so it was definitely possible that more marvelous, fabulous things lay ahead for these two heroic, happily married mice, although not definite, since neither could predict the future and one never knows what may or may not happen next for sure, but still.

END OF CHAPTER 5 AKA THE FIFTH DRABBLE

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