It’s the apocalypse.

The zombie apocalypse, specifically.

Tommy, Phil, and Ranboo have survived. Charlie and Wilbur on the other hand.. well… Let’s not get into that.

“Guys.”

“Phil! Wait, no!”

“You have to go.” Phil spoke, and then he turned around, whacking a zombie in the face.

“PHIL NO!”

“PHIL!”

Tommy and Ranboo screamed as Phil made his way to a crowd of zombies in an attempt to fend them off.

“RUN!”

And with that, Tommy and Ranboo took off, wincing a little as they heard the screams of Phil being taken alive by the zombies. They ran to their getaway car, screaming at the driver to drive.

“We’re safe! We’re safe! I think we’re safe! I think we’re okay!” Ranboo said quickly as they were driven away from the area.

“Oh, phew…” Tommy relaxed against the seat, and Ranboo sighed in relief. They didn’t have to deal with the zombies anymore.. Or so they thought.

“Guess I won’t be needing this anymore.” Ranboo looked at their gun, setting it on the floor. But then, Tommy and Ranboo heard rather loud groaning from behind them.. They turned around to see Wilbur in the trunk of the car. He was a zombie.

“…Tom?” Ranboo glanced at Tommy worriedly. Just then, Wilbur suddenly moved forward so the top half of his body hung over the seat.

Ranboo and Tommy then screamed as Wilbur latched his hands on them, one hand clawing up and down each of their torsos, his head hanging down so the camera wouldn’t pick up on his mischievous smirk as he tickled the two boys. The camera was still going, but Wilbur didn’t care. They could just cut the footage. Wilbur then fell more forward so he sat between Ranboo and Tommy and could tickle the both of them more.

“WIL! We’re dohOHONE! NOHOHO!”Tommy shrieked, trying to push Wilbur’s claw-like hand away from his stomach.

“Whahat the hEHEHELL! WILBUR?!” Ranboo just covered his face and brought their knees to their chest as Wilbur scribbled his fingers on their neck.

“But this is perfect, isn’t it? It’s like a perfect zombie attack… I’ll make it better!” He leaned over to Tommy and blew a raspberry on his neck, nibbling a little and quietly mumbling, “omnomnomnom…”

“wiLBUR! FUCK! NohOHOHO!” Tommy struggled to push Wilbur away, but eventually realized he just had to take it.

“Aw, can’t take it? It’s okay, maybe Ranboo can!” Wilbur exclaimed before turning to Ranboo, and doing exactly what he did to Tommy. He blew a raspberry on Ranboo’s neck, giggling against the skin as he nibbled on the spot, again making little “omnomnomnom” sounds. Ranboo squealed, trying to push at Wilbur’s head.

“StohOP! Thihis iHISNT FAHAIR!” Ranboo whined, and Wilbur just picked up his head and giggled at the two boys.

“Sorry, you two are stuck in the grasp of a tickle zombie. A tickle monster, if you will.” Wilbur smirked, clawing at both of the boys’ stomach and sides, grinning widely at their shrieks and giggles.

Ranboo squirmed from side to side as best as he could, not having much room as they were practically squished against the inside of the car door. Tommy was moreso just screaming and flinching, occasionally bucking his hips. The driver looked in the rear-view mirror for a second and smiled. They had stopped driving, they knew they were done despite the camera still recording. Obviously they wouldn’t keep that in the video.

Phil and Charlie soon caught up to the car, knocking on the tinted windows because they heard screaming. The doors unlocked, and the two men opened the door to see Tommy and Ranboo being tickled to tears by Wilbur.

“PHIL! HELP US!” Tommy yelled, slightly reaching for Phil’s hand as he still giggled wildly.

“PLEHEHEASE!” Ranboo squealed, starting to stomp his feet on the floor of the car.

“Alright, Wil, that’s enough. Let ‘em go.” Phil smiled as he noticed Wilbur roll his eyes before stopping. Charlie noticed how much Ranboo and Tommy were still giggling and panting as they leaned back against the seats.

“Jesus man, what did you do? They look like they just went through a war-.. Oh. I guess they did kind of also just go through the apocalypse.. But you get what I mean! What did you do?” Charlie crossed his arms with a small smirk.

“I only tickled them… Gave them a lil’ zombie attack. That’s what the zombies did to me when you guys gave my body away to them.” Wilbur’s tone was playful, and he rolled his eyes once again.

“They did that to me too..” Phil piped up with a small smile, and looked over to see Charlie nodding. “Me too.”

“Yeah, exactly. So I gave them a little attack. It was part of the bit, anyway!”

Tommy hid his face with his hands, and Ranboo pinched the bridge of their nose. They were both embarrassed, and Wilbur just pulled them into a hug. “C’monnn. It’s alright, you only got tickled a little!”

“A LITTLE?” Ranboo looked over at Wilbur. “That was way more than a little! I swear to god if we weren’t in public I would so-“ They went on a somewhat small rant about how they would murder Wilbur, and the rest of the Sorry Boys just laughed as they listened.