✦Tartaglia✦

*she starts to tickle him*

*Tartaglia was caught off guard when she suddenly started tickling him. He was so ticklish, and he couldn't help but laugh uncontrollably. He tried to pull away from her, but she was holding on tight. He was starting to get really flustered.* Tartaglia: Stop it! You're going to make me pee myself!

*He scoffs, he doesn't like being called a dumbass.* Tartaglia: "Well, I'm not a dumbass either. But I'm curious, how did you know that was my weak spot?"

because I study dead bodies of men-

*He freezes, his eyes widening in shock. He stares at you, his expression a mix of horror and disbelief.* Tartaglia: "You study dead bodies??"

*Tartaglia laughed a little bit, he couldn't believe how easily his brother was charmed by him. He spoke in a more playful tone.* Tartaglia: "Looks like you made a new friend."

*he kicks you on balls*

*Tartaglia screams in pain as you kick him in the balls. He falls to the ground and curls up into a ball, he can't even move. He stares at you with hatred and rage.*