Hi!! Just Wanted To Say That I Love Your Work!! Keep It Up!!! :) ❤️

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My breaks will be on Monday-Friday. I'll be posting fics on Saturday-Sunday. This'll be easier for me. Thank you.

Cartman Family

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--Ep 1 - Cartman Family Tkls--

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|Lee - Cartman -- Ler - Liane|

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"Young man! This is the last time I'm going to say it! You need to be nicer to your friends!" Liane scolded, having enough of her sons attitude

"Shut the fuck up meem!" Cartman lashed back, crossing his arms

Liane gasped "Eric! You cannot say that! It's a very naughty word!" Liane scolded, moving her finger up and down

Eric followed it with his gaze, looking unimpressed

"Eric, you BETTER get your act together or else!"

"Or else WHAT meem?" Cartman asked with sass

"Oh, I've just had about enough of you!" Liane groaned in frustration at her sons disobedience

"Ugh... how do other parents discipline their kids?.. I'd never hurt Eric... grounding him won't be effective..." Liane thought before getting an idea

"Well... if you don't start listening, I'll have no choice but to punish you." Liane walked closer

Eric was a bit intimidated, backing away a little before she grabbed his wrist. Gently, but damn her grip was tight.

"...Let me go." He demanded, his voice growing called.

"I'll count to three. 1."

"Mom."

"2."

"Don't hit three."

"..."

"Mom?!"

"Three."

Once she hit three, Cartman slammed his eyes shut. He peeked out in confusion, looking at his mom. "Huh--?" Before he felt a tingly feeling on his side and Liane kneel down

"Pfft-- *snort* mohohohom!" His giggles may be ugly to some, but for Liane, it was adorable

"Awh, it's good to hear you laugh like this again, Eric!"

"Fuhuhucking stohohohop *snort*" His giggles/laughter was very snorty and squealy to say the least

"Now, you brought this upon yourself, Eric! You know mommy wouldn't hit you, so what other options were there? Besides, I see your little friend Kyle to this to you all the time when you make him upset!" Liane said with a smile

Cartmans face flushed a little more as his giggles grew slightly "You WHAHAHAT?! *squeal*"

"Yeah! Even saw Kenny do it once..."

"OHO-- *snort* YOU FUHUHUHUCKING SPYHYHYHYHYHY!!! *snort*" Cartman tried to push his mom's hands away

(I heacanon that when he gets embarrassed his laughter can grow:D)

"Now now, Eric. That's not polite." She teased slightly

"STAHAHAHAHAP!!"

"Manners, Eric." She said in a stern tone

The fat boy snorted and squealed, trying his best

"Nope!" She targeted his stomach. Oh his fucking stomach.

"NAHAHAHA-- *snort WAHAHAIT-! NOT-- *snort* NOHOHOHOHO!! *snort*" His high giggles turned to laughter

"My, so snorty!"

"MOHOHOHOHOHOM!!"

"Will you be nicer to your friends?"

"YEHEHES-! FUHUHUHUCK-- *snort* I WILL!! I WILL I WILL I WIHIHIHIHIHIHIIILL!!" Cartman held his mom's wrist, not knowing what else to do.

"Manners!" She reminded

"YEHEHEHES!! I WIHIHIHILL!!"

"Promise?"

"I SWEHEHEHEAR ON-- *snort* ALL FUHUHUHUCKING JEHEHEHEWS AND ABOHOHOHOHOVE!! *snort* JUST QUIHIHIHIT IHIHIHIHIT!!! *squeal*" Some tears rolled down his face

Liane smiled softly and stopped, letting her baby boy pant and huff as she held him

"That's a good boy, Eric. How about we get some ice cream as a reward?" She went back to her usual sweet sounding self.

"Ye... yeheah..." he sighed

❤️End💙

☆This'll be a small series of all the families in South Park! (Ones that I actually give a shit about--) I started off with Cartman since he is my favorite. Thanks for reading, Sunflower!!♡♡ Also, pardon me if some parts is offensive to some. It's Eric... I don't know what else to tell you.☆

Hello can you write a total drama tickle fanfic where Harold is a Lee and Duncan, DJ and Geoff are Lers please? And I’m also fine with anything

Why, of course you can! Sorry for the wait, Sunflower!<3

Little Sneak!

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--Harold messed tf up--

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|Lee - Harold -- Lers - Duncan, DJ, & Geoff|

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FT - Courtney, Chris, Owen, & Chef

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Mentioned - Bridgette

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Ships Included - Duncney

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×Based off of the episode "Basic Straining"

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It was Season One of Episode 12 in Total Drama Island. It was now time for the 11th elimination of the season. The Killer Bass team sat down on the tree stumps and Chef standing behind them. Chris walked over to them, holding five marshmallows on his plate. "I only have five marshmallows on my plate." Chris announced to the campers. "And these marshmallows represent the campers that will continue to be campers... here." Chris said, pausing for a moment to add tension. Courtney smirked and rolled her eyes, her hands on her lap, as Duncan looked over to her with the same smirk before they looked at each other romantically. "You've all cast your ballots in the confession can. If I do not call your name, you must immediately go to the dock of shame, catch the boat of losers, and go home." Chris said loudly, pointing to the boat of losers that looked beaten up and had cracked windows. Didn't even look stable! "And you can't come back... ever." Chris said with a menacing little smile on his face before it faded with an annoyed look. Duncan looked a little frightened, Courtney looked at Harold with a smirk and a look that basically said: "You're gone." Harold sat there, unphased, along with Bridgette and Geoff. And DJ looked scared, pulling his body back a little. "Duncan." "Yeah!" Duncan grinned and sat up, walking to go take a marshmallow. Courtney looked beyond happy. DJ squinted his eyes in anticipation. "DJ." "Yeah!" DJ's fear melted away in happiness as he walked over to get his marshmallow. Bridgette smiled and walked over, her hands in her pockets. "Goeff." "Yeah!!" Geoff cheered in victory. What's with the yeahs with those three? Unsure. But, he went over to grab a marshmallow nonetheless. "Campers, this is the final marshmallow of the night." Chris said, holding his plate up with a singular marshmallow on it.

Courtney smirked, knowing Harold be eliminated as Harold stayed calm with a hunched posture. There was a pause, some tension rising before Chris said the name "Harold." Courtney gasped as Harold let out a small whispered "Yes!.." Courtney stood up "What?! You guys voted for Harold over me?" Courtney's voice was filled with betrayal as Harold grinned and walked past her and to his marshmallow. The boys looked shocked, Bridgette was absolutely unphased. "Yes, yes. It's always a shock." Chris said, putting a hand on Courtney's shoulder. Courtney crossed her arms, pissed off. "This is impossible. I demand a recount!" She protested before turning her back on Chris, her arms still crossed. "Awz seriously, dude. I know for a fact there was three of us that didn't vote her off." Duncan looked mad as well, putting a hand on Chris's shoulder, trying to reason that there's been some form of mistake. DJ and Geoff didn't look impressed either. Chris snapped his fingers once Duncan let go. Chef pushed DJ and Geoff out of the way, the two falling to the ground with an oof before he started to walk over to her. Chef grabbed her arm as Chris grabbed the other and started dragging her. "I do not concede! I do not concede!!" She protested once again, struggling the best she could. "Aw, man, this sucks!" Duncan shouted, Geoff and DJ getting up from the ground. "I was your only hope! I was a counselor-in-training!" She shouted more, Geoff patting Duncan's shoulder in comfort as DJ waved goodbye. "Let go of me!" Courtney gritted her teeth as Chris and Chef looked at each other, grinning and nodding before literally throwing her in the filthy ass boat. "You are going to hear from my attorney." She threatened, sitting up as her hands supported her. "Courtney wait!" Duncan called, running over to the boat. "I made this for you!" He held up a wood carved skeleton head before throwing it over to the moving boat she was on. "Duncan!" She sounded like she could cry in happiness as she caught it. "Ok, this is really weird and creepy!" She said, looking at it before smiling again. "But I love it! I'll never forget you!!" She held it to her chest as she waved goodbye. Duncan looked slightly distraught as he waved bye.

Harold was at the campfire, roasting his Marshmallow. He lifted it up as it was on fire as he zoned out and thought for a bit.

"Who made smores out of my underwear?!" Harold stormed in, holding a smore with his underwear replacing the marshmallows. Duncan and Geoff just chuckles, sitting outside their cabin.

As they were holding canoes, Geoff got a finishing rod and attached it to Harold's underwear before spinning the handle as his underwear started to lift up before it ripped. "Owww-!" He exclaimed, putting his arms down as Courtney looked at him. "Idiots!"

Harold was drinking juice before spitting it out on the ground. "That's not juice!" "Oh. Oh, my mistake, dude." Duncan apologized, stifling a chuckle as Geoff stood beside him, smirking.

After all that... Harold took it upon himself.

In the confessional, Harold put a box on his lap and screwed off the screws with his screwdriver, lifting up the lid. "You guys think you're sooo funny... let's see how you like it when someone messes with your love life." Harold pulled out papers/photos from the box before pulling ones out from his shirt/chest and replacing the real ones with the fake, putting it in the box.

Harold grinned evily as his thoughts were over before blowing out the fire on his marshmallow.

"Ohhhhohoho! Chef, c-c'mere, you GOTTA see this!" Chris laughed in his camera room as Chef walked over. "What is it, Chris?" "Oh-- ohoho! Look at this!" Chris replayed the scene in the confessional. There was a pause before the two laughed aloud. "Oh! This is priceless! Imagine the drama we could create!" Chris laughed, a hand on his stomach. "Haha! Oh, imagine." Chef chuckled and pat Chris's shoulder before leaving. "Heh... oh, yeah. I can imagine." Chris snickered evily before saving the clip and sending it to Duncan's phone with a little talent.

Duncan was scrolling on his phone before he got a text message. He sighed and sat up, opening the text. He raised a brow as he saw the video and clicked on it. The more the video continued, the more his eyed widened. Thought when it ended, his expression turned from shock to absolute anger.

"Who is this?!"

He messaged, receiving no response. "OH, THIS IS BULLSHIT!!!" He shouted, throwing his phone at the door. The door opened, and Owen got hit with the phone, right on the head. "OW!" Owen rubbed his head before falling on the floor. "Ooh... jeez, man! What's up?" DJ asked, looking at Duncan. "That ninja wannabe tampered with the votes and got Courtney voted off!" Duncan sat up, cracking his knuckles. "I will beat the absolute--" "Woah, woah! Calm down, man! Who knows what he'll do next if you end up hurting him?" Geoff got up instantly, putting his hands on Duncan's shoulders. Duncan sighed. "You're right... but still! We can't let this go! He took her away on purpose!" "Guys, guys! There are many ways to give someone what they deserve! Violence is not included!" DJ got down from his bunk, walking over to the two. "Then what do you suggest we do?" Duncan asked, fed up. "Hmm... well, there is one way. My mama used to do it to me." DJ said, shrugging with a smile. "Well, what is it?" Geoff took his hands off of Duncan, looking at DJ. "Duncan may not like it, but... worth a shot?"

Harold was chilling at the elimination area, chilling with the fire. "So... you like tempering with votes, do ya?" Duncan came out of the shadows, pissed off. DJ and Geoff on either side of them with their arms crossed. All the confidence left Harold immediately. "Um..." "No ums. You know what you did, and we're here for the sake of Courtney, man." Geoff said as the two nodded. "W-Well, in my defense--" Harold got cut off. "DJ, hold em." Duncan ordered as DJ nodded. DJ walked up behind Harld, grabbing his wrists and lifting them up over his head as the two stood. "W-Wait! Let me go!!" Harold squirmed as Geoff and Duncan whispered. "Wh-What are you two gonna do...?" Harold whispered in slight fear. "Hm, well, it's been decided. Geoff." Geoff nodded before walking up to Harold. Harold squinted his eyes shut. ...Nothing happened? Harold peeked until he felt wiggly ass fingers on his sides, which made his eyes slam shut

"PFFT-- Wahahait!-- Guhuhuhuys!!" Harold laughed, his legs kicking. "If you kick me in the nuts, we're gonna have more problems, man." Geoff threatened. "No-- nohoho! Stohohohohop!" Harold wriggled the best he could. "Hmm... try his hips." Duncan had his arm crossed still as Geoff nodded and squeezed his hips as Harold squealed. "*snort* Nohoho! Cuhuhut thahahat ohohohout!" He squirmed and struggled to get out of DJ's grip. "Hmm... DJ, try the ribs." DJ nodded and held Harold's wrists with one hand before digging into his ribs. "NOHOHO-- *snort* plehehease!! StohoHOHOHOHOHOHOP!!" Harold squealed, his legs kicking still. "We aren't gonna stop, unless you're sorry for voting unfairly." Duncan commented as the two nodded. "NeheheheHEHEHEVER!!" Harold shook his head frantically, not giving in. "Ooh, Duncan, try his knees!" Geoff said as Duncan sighed. "This is so childish..." He grumbled before kneeling down and squeezing his knees. "NOHOHOHOHO!! *snort* DUHUHUHUHUHUNCAHAHAHAHAN!!" Harold lost it completely, snorting up a damn storm and kicking his free leg. "If you kick me, I swear..." Duncan huffed. "I- I CAHAHAHAHAHAN'T HEHEHEHEHELP IHIHIHIHIHIT!! *hic snort*" "Oh, look... it hiccups..." Duncan grinned a little. "SHUHUHUHUHUT UHUHUHUHUP!! *snort*" Harold shook his head and squirmed frantically. "Hmm... try his ears, DJ." Duncan commented as DJ nodded, tickling behind his ear. "NAHAHA-- *snort* DJ PLEHEHEHEHEHEASE!!" Harold laughed, his laughter growing a little once DJ kept switching from behind his ear and circling his fingers in his ear. Geoff smirked and shot his hands up to Harold's underarms. God dammit. Three of his death spots. "OHOHOHOHO MY GAHAHAHAD!! PLEHEHEHEASE-! N-NOHOHOHOHO MOHOHOHOHORE!!" Some tears rolled down his face from laughing so much. "Awh, he's kinda adorable!" DJ commented with an innocent smile. "SHUHUHUT-- NAHAHAHAHA!! *snort*" His glasses wee fogging up a bit. "Are you sorry?" DJ asked with a raised brow. "YEHEHES-! YES, I'M SOHOHOHOHOHO SOHOHOHOHOHORRY!!" "Will you do it again?" Geoff asked. "NOHOHOHO-- I WOHOHOHOHOHON'T!!" "And will you apologize to her once we vote you off?!" Duncan asked through gritted teeth. "YEHEHEHEHES!! I WIHIHIHIHILL! I WILL-- JUST STAHAHAHAHAHAP!!"

The three stopped as DJ let Harold go. Harold panted, lying on the ground. "Ugh..." he groaned and wiped the tears away. "Well, that was fun! Yet... *yawn* I'm tired." DJ stretched. "Same... c'mon, dudes." Geoff, Duncan, and DJ walked to the cabin, leaving Harold on the ground. "N-Note to self... don't piss off Duncan..." Harold sighed and closed his eyes slightly

💚~End~🤎

I THINK IM SICK AGAIN LMAO LMAOO!!

I think bc on Friday I was helping my sick friend to the nurse

Cuddly Comfort

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--Don't be sad, Mal! Your boyfriends here!--

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|Lee - Mal -- Ler - Vito|

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Ships Included - Mal x Vito

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<My AU plz be respectful:)>

It's been about a month since Mike let Mal stay, and three weeks since Vito and him got together. But guilt was still eating up at him. What he's done... what he tried... it all just felt wrong for a second chance! He didn't deserve it... but he didn't wanna disappear again. People were still on edge... meaning Chester and Svetlana, and other people that weren't alters. Zoey and Cameron... though he had Manitoba, Vito, and Mike. He was grateful for that, but... did he really deserve this? Mal was sitting on his bed in his castle, hugging his knees and looking down, not hearing the footsteps coming up the stairs

"Mally Pie! Do you wanna jo--" Vito came up the stairs and saw Mal in that state. Miele? (Honey) What's wrong?" Vito walked over to Mal, sitting next to him. "...Do I deserve this?" "What?" "Do I deserve a second chance? I mean... I did so many horrible things... to Mike, you, others, I--... I don't think I should've even been offered one!" Mal hugged his knees tighter, burying his face in his knees. Vito frowned, obvious concern in his eyes. "Mal... don't think like that. We forgive you--" "HALF of you do!" Mal interrupted, snapping his head up at Vito. "There's still Cameron, Zoey, Chester, SVETLANA?! I feel so useless and horrible! I'm an awful person!!" Mal held onto his head with his hands, his voice cracking slightly. "Hey... no, they just need time to forgive you. It's okay." Vito scooted closer, wrapping his arm around Mal's shoulders, pulling him closer. "You deserve the second chance, dolcezza (sweetie)." "But--" "No. No buts. It's okay." He rubbed Mal's back. Mal sighed shakily and rested his head on Vito's shoulder. "I-I'm sorry..." "Hey hey... it's okay, don't cry..." Vito hugged his lover, Mal letting tears fall, crying silently into Vito's shoulder. "It's okay, Mal... everything will be okay..."

After a minute or three, Mal calmed down and wiped his tears away. "Sorry..." Mal mumbled as Vito rested Mal's head onto his chest, Mal wrapping his arms around Vito. "Don't be sorry, Mal. You don't need to be." Vito reassured, rubbing his boyfriends back. "Come on... don't be so sad, my dear..." Vito gently traced his fingers down Mal's side. "Pff-- w-wahait... Vihi... noho..." Mal giggled darkly yet softly, burying his face in Vito's chest. "What? You know you like it, Mal..." "It's chihildish..." "Don't give me that BS, my ticklish pie~" "Vihi!" Mal giggled, squeaks slipping out. "Yes, Mal?" Vito said in a soft tone, now slowly yet lightly spidering up and down ribs and sides. "N-Noho pet nahahames!" Vito chuckled and kissed Mal's head, his hands tracing up and down Mal's back. "Ehehe-- nohohoho...!" Mal giggled, clinging to Vito tighter. "Do you feel better?" "Noho!" "It just hasn't kicked in yet~" Vito then gently took Mal's hand, scittering his fingers along Mal's fingers and palms. "Aha! Wahait, noho! *squeak* stohop swihitching spohohohots!" Mal squeaked, hiding his flushed face in Vito's chest. "Oh, I can't switch spots you say?~" Vito then just gently tickled Mal's sides "Oho noho!-- B-Bahabe plehease! *hic*" "Awh, was that a little hiccup? Ahawh! You're so cute!" Mal's giggles went up a notch "Nohohohoho! Dohohon't mention ihihit!" He squeaked as Vito just chuckled. "Laaaaast time... do you feel better?" "Noho!" "No? Now I think you just WANNA be tickled tickled tickled~" "Bahahabe! Nohohohoho!!" Mal's face flushed more. "Is someone getting embarrassed by a word? Yeah? Little tickles? Little tickle tickle?" "Ahaha! No! Nohot thahat!" Mal snorted, burying his face in his lovers chest once more. "Well... I guess we have to go up a notch, Mally Pie!"

"PFF-- BWAAAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAAA!! NOHOHOHO-- NOT THEHEHEHERE!! ANYWHERE BUT THEHEHEHEHEHEHEHERE!! *squeal*" Mal squealed and kicked his feet, trapping Vito's hands in his underarms. "You goofball, now I can't move them! Guess I have no choice but to tickle tickle tickle tickle tick-le you!!" Vito teased, continuing to wiggle his fingers. "NOHOHOHOHOHOHO-- I CAHAHAHAHA-- VIHIHIHIHIHIHITO!!" "Well I'm stuck! All I can do is tickle you~" "STOOOOHOHOHOHOP SAHAHAHAYING THAHAHAHAT!!" "What? Tickle?" "BIHIHIHITCH--" "That's not nice!" "YOHOHOHOHOHOU'RE NOT NIHIHIHIHIHIHICE!! *squeal* VIHIHIHIHITO!!" Vito chuckled "Feel better dammit!" "PLEHEHEHEHEASE--" "If you say so..." Vito lied Mal on his back and lifted up his shirt slightly.

"Noho-- Vi plehease-- dooooo-- WOOOOAAAAAAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!" Mal burst out into laughter when Vito blew a raspberry on his stomach before going back up to his underarms. "Tickle Tickle my upset baby!" "NO-- NOHOHOHOHOHOHO!! STAHAHAHAHAHAHAP!!" "Do you feel better?" "YES!! YEHEHEHEHEHEHES!! I FEHEHEHEHEHEEL GREEHEHEHEHEHEHEAT!! *hic*" Mal had tears poke out from the corners of his eyes. Vito stopped and just lied next to his breathless boyfriend. "You-- ehehevil bahastard... ahaha..." Vito chuckled and rubbed his boyfriends belly. "You feel better, no?" Mal just nodded, recovering. "Wanna get some ice cream? That's the reason I came up here, anyway..." "Mhm..." Vito got up and helped Mal onto his feet, holding his hand.

"You know I adore you..."

"I love you more, Vi..♡"

💘End🖤

AAAAAAA! (I love ur fics sm‼️) could you do Lee!sprout and Ler!cosmo ? /vvnf!

Why of course you sweet anons!<3

Free Time!

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--Got some free time until the cupcakes are done--

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|Lee - Sprout -- Ler - Cosmo|

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Imagine This - Their normal skins, aprons are on, in the kitchen like you see in the little episode in the role play area or in one of the maps

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FT - Tisha, Teagan, & Toodles

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Mentioned - Rodger, Shrimpo, Rudie, Coal, Ginger, & Bobette (Limited Toons)

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Ships Included - Teacase (Teagan x Rodger, Romantic)

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"Aaaaannnndddd cupcakes are in the oven!" Sprout shut the oven door with a smile, his hands on his hips as Cosmo set the timer for 10 or 15 minutes

"Indeed they are!" Cosmo giggled, putting the cookie timer on the counter

"Phew... how much longer til' the kids get here?" Sprout asked with a smile

"Ummm... bout' an hour." Cosmo said

"Alright... we'll be shut down for a week after today so the limited toons can come along... and-- Ooh, Tisha! Mind putting the cookies in the oven and set it for 12 minutes before going to the lobby?" Sprout called out to Tisha, who was walking by

"Or 15!" Cosmo tossed Tisha the cupcake timer

"Haha, okay!" Tisha walked over, putting the cookies in the oven, setting the timer for 12 or 15 minutes before placing it on the counter next to the stove

"Thanks Tisha!" Sprout and Cosmo called back, waving goodbye

"Bye boys! That lobby will be absolutely spotless, trust me!" Tisha marched away, her feather duster in hand

Then, Teagan, Rodger, and Toodles were walking by. Teagan and Rodger were lifting the table up to the lobby with trays and 3-tier cupcake stands. Toodles noticed them. "Hi Mr. Sprout and Mr. Cosmo!" Toodles jumped up, waving hi

"Hey, Toodles!" Cosmo waved

"Toodles, baby, can you be mommy's little helper and give the trays and cupcake stands to Mr. Cosmo and Sprout?" Teagan asked with a soft smile

Toodles grinned eagerly, grabbing the trays and stands, hopping over to the two bakers "Here you go!"

"Well, aren't you so helpful? Thank you, dear!" Sprout thanked her, picking them up and placing them near the sink.

"Good job, darling. Now follow me and Daddy to the lobby." Teagan said as Rodger began walking backward again, lifting the table as Teagan walked forward, lifting the table

"Coming! Bye, Mr. Sprout! Bye, Mr. Cosmo!" Toodles waved goodbye, running after her parents

"Phew... well, we got some time on our hands, it seems!" Said Cosmo

"Guess so! Yeesh... I'm tired out. It's been such a busy day, huh? Haven't even heard a word from the short stack."

Cosmo snorted "Haha! Oh, Sprout. Leave Shrimpo alone. He hasn't bothered anybody today, so be grateful."

"Ah... I guess you're right." Sprout leaned on the counter, crossing his arms with a chuckle.

Comso smiled before a little idea popped into his twisty mind. "Say... Sprout... you seem a little... stressed, huh?"

Sprout chuckled. "Hah, yeah. Big day today... with all the moving around?"

"True... you even got some dough on yourself."

Sprout looked confused. He thought he was clean. "I do? Where?"

"Yeah... about riiiighttt... here!" Cosmo dug his thumb into Sprout's side

"Eep-! *snort* C-Cosmohohohohoho!" Sprout squealed, his small smile from earlier growing

"Yes, berry?"

"Eheheheheek-! Dohon't tickle mehehe!"

"What? Just trying to get the dough off...~"

"Oho, you little trihihickster! *snort* aaaaaahaha!"

"Me? A trickster? Why, I'd never!" Cosmo stifled a laugh before tickling the others' lower ribs

"Ohoho nAHAHAho-! C-Cohohohohohosmo!" Sprout giggled and squeaked, leaning up against the counter still

"I still think you have some dough riiiight here~" Cosmo squeezed and squished the strawberry's tummy

"EEP--! NaaHAHAHAHAHAHAHO-! Q-Quihihihihihihit ihit!" Sprout grabbed Cosmo's wrists, a pink blush appearing on his face

"Quit it? But I have to get the dough off silly!"

"Noho-- NAHAHO you doooohohohon't!"

"Well, you gotta look at least somewhat presentable, no?~" Cosmo teased, moving one of his hands under Sprout's shirt, swirling his finger in the belly button

"EHEHEHE NAA-- NAAAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAT THEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHERE!!" Sprout squealed, resting his hands behind him on the counter

"Oooh, is your button sensitive? Is your widdle berry button ticklish?~"

Sprouts face turned pink "BEHEHEHEHEHERRY BUHUHUHUHUHUTTON?!"

"Yeah, Berry Button!"

"NAAAHAHAHAHAHAHA! DON'T-- DOHOHOHOHOHON'T CAHAHAHAHAHALL IT THAHAHAAAHAHAT!!" Sprout shook his head rapidly

"Awh, why not? You're a ticklish berry, so it fits! Berry button!"

"NAAAHAHAHA!!"

"Hehe! Awh, tickle tickle tickle!" Cosmo giggled before reaching his other hand that was tickling his best friends stomach down to his hips

"ACK-! NAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHO! NOT-- PLEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEASE!! *snort*" Tears pricked in the corners of his eyes

"Please? Wow, *THE* Sprout Seedly, saying please?"

"CAHAHAHAHAHAHASMO STAAAAHAHAHAHAHAAAP!!"

"Alright, alright!" Cosmo laughed, stopping.

"Eheek-! Ohhhhoho... cruhuel..." Sprout giggled, wiping the upcoming tears away.

"Stress gone away?" Cosmo asked

"Yeah, actually... thanks, cookie..."

"No problem, cupcake!" Cosmo smiled proudly, putting his hands on his hips and giving Sprout a little cringey wink

Sprout snorted out a laugh "Pff-- haha! Soho cringe ohhh my god!"

Cosmo and Sprout laughed together before the 6 timers set off.

"Looks like they're done!" Cosmo pointed out

"I'll go get the trolly..." Sprout chuckled, walking away

"Right on!" Cosmo smiled, putting on his oven mitts before opening one of the oven doors

When Sprout came back with the trolly, the cupcakes were on the stands, and the cookies were on the trays. Sprout and Cosmo put the stands and trays on the trolly and smiled

"Ready to get these out there?" Cosmo asked

"Ya know it." Sprout smiled as they began to walk out of the kitchen

♥︎~End~♥︎

YES MY SUNFLOWERS--

I SEE YOU😭

I'M GOIN' I'M GOIN--

Not the nuzzles!!!

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-Wholesome moment!!-

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|Lee - Thanos -- Ler - Nam-Gyu|

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Ships Included - Thangyu (Thanos x Nam-Gyu, Romantic)

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"Ahhh-! Not the nuhuhuhuhuzzles!!" Thanos squeaked, sitting up as he curled his legs

Nam-Gyu cupped his lovers' cheeks, nuzzling and kissing one of them as Thanos squeezed his shoulders "Yes the nuzzles!! Mwa mwa mwa!!"

"Ehehehehe!- Stahahahap! It tihihihickles!!" He giggled, turning his head away

"Ahh, never! The nuzzle monster got ya!!"

"Ahhh, noooo!! Hahahaha!"

Nam-Gyu then blew a raspberry on his cheek, earning a squeal

"EHEHEHE-! NahahaAAHAHAHA!! Bahahahabe-- staaahahahap!! *snort*"

"Oh, but he needs giggles, so his belly can be filled!!" He wrapped his arms around Thanos' torso, giving him kisses

"Ehehe-! This is embarrassiiiiihihihing!!" Thanos blushed. He would always deny it, but he loved this attention

Nam-Gyu chuckled "Now c'mere!" He lightly grabbed Thanos' face again, making him look at him before kissing his lover

Thanos giggled into the kiss a little "Mmmmhmhmhm--!"

"Don't giggle at my love!" He squeezed his sides

"EHE-! I'm sahahahahaarry!!" Thanos squeaked before he got kissed again

"Mwa. I love you."

Thanos chuckled "Jeherk-... I love you too..."

💚End💚

☆It's short and OOC, but... I found it cute... :)☆

Guys, I feel drained

H e l p

GUYS IM SO SO SORRY SOBS

IM TRYING TO FINISH THE FICS I PROMISE AUUUGHHH

BUT MY BREAK IS IN LIKE TWO DAYS!!! SO SO SO-- ILL WORK SLOWLY UNTIL THEN--