Growing Up in the Snow Can Be Ticklish

Adorable Laughter

Peso was napping.

Sure, he took naps sometimes, but only because the other Octonauts made him.

While he was napping, Kwazii and Dashi had a little talk. The others would be leaving soon for some work around the reef, leaving them with Peso. And, after seeing Peso in a tickle state like last time, Kwazii knew Dashi would want to be involved.

When Peso woke up, he was restrained onto his bed. There was the sound of conversation, riddled with giggles. He glanced down. His ankles were restrained, his flippers were restrained, his waist and chest were pinned to the bed...what was going on?

"Kwazii1 If you have anything to do with this-!" He didn't get to finish. Another voice interrupted. "Aww! You were right!" Peso's cheeks burned as Kwazii came into view, Dashi behind him. "What...are...you...doing?!" Peso demanded through a clenched beak. Kwazii smiled nonchalantly at him. "Oh, I just thought you need a little bit more cheering up, that's all." Kwazii bent down, and sprinkled something on Peso's lower half. Peso tried to squirm, but with the way he was pinned down, it was impossible. "What now?!"

"Last time, you said you were gonna pee. This'll keep that from spoiling the fun." Kwazii strapped a thick diaper around Peso's bottom, and smiled at him. "That should give us some more time."

"Kwazii, quit being a bully!"

"I'm not," the cat stroked Peso's head. "We're just gonna give you some loving tickles, okay?" Without waiting for an answer, he went out of sight, and left Dashi in charge of Peso's upper half.

Having grown up with a little sister, and tons of younger cousins, Dashi clearly knew exactly what she was doing. She stroked Peso's chubby tummy with a long white feather, and it didn't take him long to burst out laughing. "Hey!" Kwazii cried out, laying some other tickle tools out. "You found his tickle spot already!" Dashi giggled, and stroked a little faster. The tip of the feather brushed constantly over the middle of Peso's belly, where his navel would be if he were a mammal. Peso laughed and laughed, tears streaming down his face. He'd never been tickled this bad!

Kwazii picked up two feathers of his own, and tickled the bottoms of Peso's feet, adding to the tickling sensation. Dashi giggled again as Peso's laughter increased.

"GUYS! HAHAHA1 STOP IT! HEEHEE! IT'S NOT FUNNY!"

"Then, why are ye laughing?" Kwazii teased. Dashi, having a few other tricks up her sleeve, used her other paw to tickle Peso's sides. "Coochie coochie coo!" She coaxed, encouraging more laughter to pour from Peso's beak. The baby talk made him even more ticklish!

"Well, someone having fun! Aren't you, sweetie?" Dashi crooned, teasing him. Peso could do nothing but laugh, as he was tied down to securely to move. The fact was driving him nuts, because he so desperately wanted to move his belly out from under the tickley feather, but he couldn't, forced to remain still, and feel the ticklish sensation until they saw fit to end it.

Dashi and Kwazii shared a smile, and then, it was just Kwazii tickling Peso's feet. The little one laughed less, looking around for Dashi.

The dog popped back into his line of sight with a fluffy pink feather duster, and very gently, very lightly, teased his stomach. Peso giggled happily. Something about this felt a little nice...sort of like a loving touch...

Peso shook that off, and tried again. "STOP! JUST STOP! HAHAHAHEEEHEEEHEEHEEHEE NOHAHAHAHAT THERE! ANYWHERE BUT THEHEHEHEHERE!" Dashi smirked, picking up a paintbrush, and smoothing some baby oil onto Peso's tummy. Kwazii stopped tickling Peso's feet so Peso could 'enjoy' the tickle on his tummy.

Peso' laughter increased, and he sucked in his tummy best he could. Kwazii came up next to Dashi with a feather, and, at once, they tickled his belly. Kwazii used his paw and the feather, whereas Dashi used her paintbrush. Peso laughed harder than ever.

"Wow!" Dashi observed. "I didn't know anyone could be THIS ticklish!"

"I know!" Kwazii replied. "Isn't it great!" He used to feathers to tease Peso's sides, while Dashi tickled his tickle spot with another feather. They learned Peso liked feathers best.

"here? Here?" Dashi cooed, tickling the middle of Peso's tummy mercilessly, coaxing all the laughter out of him. "Is this the spot? You like it here?" Peso did not like it there, but he was helpless against Dashi. He could do nothing but laugh and watch. His chubby belly stuck up in the air as he laid on his back, with his sensitive belly exposed and vulnerable. Dashi had no trouble tickling it. It was plump, which made it more sensitive with more room to tickle, and when Peso laid on his back, he was helpless to defend it from tickling. Dashi's feather teased and tortured Peso's tummy.

Suddenly, the little penguin felt Kwazii shove a pacifier in his mouth, and secure it around his head. With his beak blocked, Peso felt ticklish pressure bubble up inside him, laughter brewing in his tummy, and the tickling made it worse. Now, not only could he no longer speak, he could no longer laugh!

Peso felt something trickle against the cottony padding of his diaper. That was only a crack in the dam. Then, Kwazii had to go and make it worse.

The cat leaned down, and blew a raspberry on Peso's belly.

The youngest Octonaut squealed with laughter behind his gag, and the dam broke. His diaper became flooded, and he could bare it no longer. He laughed and laughed, unable to control it anymore. Kwazii chuckled, and tickled Peso's feet and sides while Dashi changed him into a new diaper. Peso watched in humiliation as she changed him like a dirty baby, listening to his laughter. "My, my. Someone likes getting his diaper changed." Kwazii chuckled as Peso's face turned magenta, and tickled a little more.

Peso glared at the new diaper, and gave them a look. Dashi smiled. "Sorry, Peso. But you just proved you need these when you're being tickled." Dashi and Kwazii attacked Peso's stomach. Dashi used her paws while Kwazii used feathers. Muffled laughter poured from Peso's beak, uncontrollably.

The tickling pressure on his tummy made him fall against his bed, exhausted. He felt his feet being tickled too, because, while he was being changed, Kwazii slipped booties filled with feathers onto his feet, an d Peso was helpless to stop him.

The little penguin lay there, on his back, with his tummy exposed. They tickled that vulnerable little belly, and made him laugh more and more. "Goodness," Dashi giggled. "We have a ticklish little baby here."

"Yep," Kwazii agreed. "Just a ticklish little baby." Peso looked up at them with pleading, tear-filled eyes, despite his laughter. Dashi smiled, glad she was recording it all. "Baby want more? Okay." She twirled her feathers around right smack on his tickle spot, and Peso's laughter became to loud, they worried the Octonauts might hear it from outside. Peso was still so cute, though.

After about two hours, and four diapers later, they finally quit. Peso still wore a diaper, because they didn't take it off, but he was to exhausted to care. He still felt sore on his stomach, but he was glad it was finally over.

Kwazii and Dashi, meanwhile, watched the video in Dashi's room, glad to have remnants of Peso's adorable laughter.