Day 4: Dare
Patton is cleaning up the house, when Remus comes over to cause trouble and mess it up! But Remus quickly discovers that Patton is a force to be wreckened with, when given the chance. Thankfully, Remus knows exactly what to do!
Bringing back Sanders sides a small bit! I hope you all enjoy!
Patton was doing his usual weekend task of sweeping the kitchen floor. He had cute cat headphones on, and was dancing around the kitchen while picking up the dust with the broom.Â
đśâOoo-oo-ooa! Go totally crazyyy! Forgot Iâm a ladyyy! Menâs shirts, short skirts, Whoo-oo-ooa! Really go wild, yeah, doooinâ iiit iiin style!âđśÂ
Patton switched to whistling as he kneeled down to pick up the dirt with the dustpan. With the dirt in the dustpan, Patton stood up and walked towards the garbage under the sink.Â
He opened up the door under the sink, and started to pull out the garbageâŚ
Suddenly a flash of green filled his eyes! âPEEK-A-BOO!âÂ
Patton screamed and dropped the dustpan, falling backwards onto his butt. âOwwwâŚâ Patton rubbed his back and glared at the garbage. âRemus!âÂ
Remus was clapping his hands, just celebrating the reaction. He took some of the dust from the pan, and held his hand out flat. âSmokescreen!â He suddenly blew the dust into Pattonâs face!Â
Patton screeched and started waving his hands everywhere. âHEY!â He spit and coughed as he tried to get the stupid dust away from him. âYouâre disgusting!âÂ
Remus giggled and leaned against the corner of the garbage bin. âOh boo hooâŚPoor Patty dropped the dust all over the floor! Whatever will he do?â Remus teased in a passive aggressive tone. He expected Patton to cry like a baby, or pout like a child. Or maybe even grumble like an angry puppy.Â
But a whack to the head with the dustpan?Â
That was so far down his list!Â
âOW!â Remus held his forehead, and stared at Patton with a deranged look of shock. âWhat the f***?!âÂ
âClean it up!â Patton shouted.Â
Remusâs shock slowly turned sly again. âAaa ha haâŚNo.â He responded.Â
âClean. It. Up.â Patton warned again.Â
Remus just laughed. âOr what? Youâll hit my poor little head again?â He taunted.Â
âŚA single swing of the dustpan touched down on his cheek, sounding more like a slap than a proper hit. And good lordâŚThat one stung.Â
âOoowwâŚWho died and crowned you the royal bastard?â Remus grumbled.Â
âYour mom! Now CLEAN UP!â Patton shouted at him.Â
Remus stared at Patton for a few secondsâŚbefore slowly bursting out into laughter. He clutched his stomach, letting out the most genuine, yet deranged laughter he had hiding in his system. He was laughing so hard, in fact, that he accidentally flew back and knocked the garbage bin, and himself, onto the ground. âHOHOLY SHIT! And I thought it was never possible to get you mad!â Remus reacted.Â
âOhoho, Iâm not madâŚâ Patton let him know, lifting his chin as he adjusted his smirk.Â
Remus smiled innocently. âOh great! Looks like I can keep pulling these-âÂ
âIâm livid.â Patton interrupted.Â
Remusâs smile slowly dropped as his brain started registering his face. That wasnât a calm smileâŚThat was an evil, mischievous smile! âWellâŚAinât this something?â Remus said in a cowboy accent.Â
âClean it up!â Patton ordered, pointing to the garbage can.Â
âNo can do, sunshine.â Remus teased.Â
âCLEAN IT!â Patton shouted.Â
âNo need to yell, I heard you the first time.â Remus reassured him rather casually.Â
âITâS YOUR MESS!âÂ
â.....And?â Remus laughed a bit. âWha- You expect meâŚTo clean up dirty things?â Remus giggled. âPatty pleaseâŚâ He pointed to his own clothes. âDo I look like a maid to you?â Remus teased.Â
âI donât care! You made the mess, you clean it!â Patton ordered.Â
âOr what?â Remus stuck his tongue out.Â
âOr Iâll make you!â Patton ordered.Â
Remus laughed a little too hard at that. âOhoho, youâll make me?â He let out a giggly sigh. âIâd like to see you try.âÂ
Patton widened his eyes. OhâŚSo heâs gonna be like that, huh? Alright, game on!Â
Without any warning, Patton sprinted at Remus. What was he intending to do? Remus had no clue! But regardless, Remus was too cunning and flexible to let Patton get what he wanted! If youâre gonna play rough with Remus, you have to earn your win.Â
And so, Remus slipped out of the way, leaving Patton struggling to stop himself. âOopsie!â Remus teased.Â
âYou little-â Patton turned to him. âGET OVER HERE!â Patton shouted.Â
âOooh! A Mortal Combat reference? Iâm impressed!â Remus teased.Â
âI told youâŚto clean the mess YOU MADE! And would you listen to me? NO!â Patton shouted.Â
âWell, yeah! Iâm the stinky man!â Remus declared. Right as Patton sprinted up to him, Remus grabbed his arm and pulled him into his chest. âAnd Iâm thinking Mr. Grumpy hereâŚâ Remus roughly threw him to the carpet. â-Needs some anger management therapy.âÂ
Remus lifted up Pattonâs shirt slightly to access his bare belly. The moment Patton felt it, he froze and squirmed. âRemus, NO!â Patton shouted. âDonât touch me with your filthy hands!â He argued.Â
âOh donât you worry, sweetcheeksâŚI wonât touch you.â Remus reassured him.Â
âThen what are you doing right now?!â Patton signalled to his stomach, which was clearly being touched.Â
âOh, thatâs easy!â Remusâs fingers started skittering. âIâm tickling you!â He declared.Â
Patton did NOT anticipate the tickles at all! He immediately guffawed and covered his mouth. âNOHO! REMUS, DONâT YOU DARE-â Patton stern words immediately dissolved into high-pitched laughter the moment his belly button was gently clawed at.Â
âDonât I dare, what? What is it I mustnât dare do, Papa?â Remus asked.Â
âDOHOHONâT TIHIHICKLE MEHEHEHE!â Patton wiggled and squirmed as laughter kept endlessly spilling from his mouth.Â
âOhohoho, but I DO dare! I dare to tickle you a million times over! Cause as Roman would sayâŚâ Remus smirked and scratched at Pattonâs lower belly. âLaughter is the best medicine!âÂ
Patton squealed and snorted, cackling between snorts. That was one of his worst spots! Patton tried his hardest to push Remusâs hands off him. But either this stinky man works out in his spare time, or Pattonâs arms are getting weaker the older he gets!Â
Because Remus? He is STRONG! Like, uncharacteristically strong! I suppose stinky doesnât mean lazy, but still! Where did all this strength come from?!Â
âHmmmâŚThe wheel seems to be turning, butâŚâ Remus giggled and traced a finger close to Patâs left side. âThe hamster appears to be dead.â Remus playfully remarked.Â
REHEHEHEMUHUHUS! HAHAHAHA- PLEEEHEHEHEASE!â Patton begged.Â
âOh wow! Is the therapy helping you?!â Remus asked excitedly.Â
âNOHOHOHO!â Patton shouted back with the best stern face he could muster.
âWelp-â Remus resumed tickling his entire belly with both his hands. âI guess I gotta keep going until it works!âÂ
Patton threw his head back with a long, almost freeing fit of cackles. As much as Patton was angry before, now he couldnât even be mad, even if he tried! And the longer Remus kept tickling him, the less angry he felt! And Patton couldnât tell if that was a good thing, or a bad thing. On one hand, he never expected this from Remus, of all people. But on the other handâŚHe was a little bit impressed! Remus may be the stinky, dirty side, butâŚHe knew how to deal with Patton in the right way.Â
âIs it helping yet?â Remus asked playfully.Â
âHahahaha- Ahaha lihittleâŚâ Patton muttered.Â
Remus gasped dramatically. âItâs working?!â Remus asked excitedly.Â
âHehe- Hahahaha! Y-Yehehehess!â Patton responded.Â
âWell daaaamn! That was quicker than I thought!â Remus reacted, lessening the tickles. âI guess you really ARE the Dad of the group!â Remus teased.Â
Pattonâs loud laughter lessened to giddy, high-pitched giggles. âYohohohou ahare- Hehehe! Aha daharedevil!â Patton said through the giggles.Â
âOoooh!â Remus stopped tickling him and leaned on both his hands. âSooooâŚAre you saying my dare was a good thing now?âÂ
Patton nodded his head and looked at him. Pattonâs smile slowly softened as he recovered from the giggles. âYeheahâŚI guess.âÂ
âYou guess?â Remus smirked and squeezed his sides a few times. âWhat do you mean âyou guessâ?â Remus asked.Â
âeeEEHEHEhehehee! Rehehemus stahap!â Patton told him, gently grabbing his wrists.Â
âOkay, fine.â Remus stopped and stared at him for a few minutes. âFeeling less murder-y?âÂ
Patton sighed. âWould you be mad if I said âyesâ?â He asked.Â
âOh god no! Thatâs my job!â Remus helped Patton up onto his feet. âAnd since you impressed me with your stern parentingâŚâ Remus reached down and picked up the broom. âI will clean up the garbage.â Remus told him.Â
Patton widened his eyes at him and adjusted his glasses. âYou will?âÂ
âYeah! So long as you continue blasting Shania Twink.â Remus teased with a wink.Â
Patton raised an eyebrow and rolled his eyes. âFine.â He opened his phone and opened up Spotify. âAnd itâs Shania Twain.â He turned on the song from before.Â
đśWhoo-oo-ooa! I wanna be free, yeah, to feel the way I feeellllâŚđś
đśMan! I feel like a woman~đś













