The Hierarchy of Tickle Monsters
Michael and Evan spend their afternoon playing like typical siblings...And then Michael finds out a funny little secret about his little brother. And their father is more than eager to share more about Evan's secret...Whatever gets the little boy laughing rather than crying.
This fanfic was suggested by Danipokemonlover on AO3, and an anonymous user. HEY DANI! ACCEPT MY GIFT, DAMMIT! Anyway, I hope you both enjoy!
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Evan was holding his golden Freddy bear, hugging it and fixing its bow. He loved this little bear like his life depended on it. It was about the only thing Evan felt safe with when it came to his fatherâs animatronics. He didnât really understand his brotherâs love for his Foxy maskâŚbut he didnât go around laughing at him for itâŚunlike his older brother, who usually makes fun of him for carrying his teddy bear around.Â
Evan began to feel something hopping on his back, but tried to ignore it.Â
âOh! Hey Freddy!â His brother said in an over exaggerated low voice.Â
Evan looked to his right to the sound, and widened his eyes when he saw the stuffed animal. âBonnie!â Evan reacted, reaching out for the stuffy.Â
âAh ah ah.â He muttered, shaking his head and pulling it away from him.Â
Evan whined. âMichael! Gimme him!â Evan whined.Â
âIf you take him, I canât play with you.â Michael told him with a smile.Â
Evan looked at Michael out of the corner of his eye, before grabbing his Freddy stuffy out from his arm. âHi Bonnie. What are you doing?â Evan asked in his best Freddy voice as he turned to face Michael.Â
Michael smiled and started to go along with Evanâs dialogue. âLooking for Chica. Have you seen him?â Bonnie (Michael) asked.Â
âNo, I havenât. Have you checked the kitchen? I hear she loves to bake there.â Freddy (Evan) replied.Â
Michael smiled. âNo, actually. I didnât think of that. Iâll check.â He started to âwalkâ Bonnie away. When Bonnie had âwalkedâ a few feet away, he walked back to Freddy with his head down slightly. âSheâs not thereâŚâ Bonnie told him, sounding disappointed.Â
âSheâs not?â Freddy clarified. âThatâs weird. She loves the kitchen.âÂ
Bonnie nodded his head. âSheâs not in there. Where else would Chica be?â Bonnie asked.Â
âWhat about in the dining room? Is she getting the tables ready for the birthday kids?â Freddy asked.Â
Bonnie shook his head. âI usually have to go through the dining room to get to the kitchen. And sheâs not there.â Bonnie replied.Â
Freddy nodded. âMaybe sheâs off getting fixed by Uncle Henry.â Freddy (Evan) mentioned.Â
Michael laughed a bit in his normal voice, before switching back to the Bonnie voice. âIâll go check the workshop.â Bonnie offered, lifting up a plastic toy hammer.Â
Evan laughed and shook his head. âThehey donât use hammers for robots!â Evan reacted.Â
âThey donât?!â Bonnie reacted, looking at the toy hammer, and making the toy hammer look back at Bonnie. âThen can you explain why we heard hammering the other day?â Bonnie asked.Â
Evan kept laughing, lowering his freddy doll and not even trying to talk in the Freddy voice anymore. âDahahad wahas fihixing something in the garahahage!â Evan explained.Â
âOooooh! Fixing what?â Bonnie asked. âFixing what, huh?â he asked, bringing the Bonnie stuffy closer. âFixing a shelf? Fixing Foxy?â He brought Bonnie slightly closer. âFixing the old clock thatâs in the basement? Fixing WHAT?!â Bonnie asked next.Â
Evan started doubling over, laughing a little bit harder as his imagination went wild with images of a cartoon version of his father, smashing the grandfather clock with a huge hammer. Every hit would make wood pieces and nails explode in every direction in a cartoony way, and miraculously always left his father unscathed by the debris. And then to make it even more funny, Michael grabbed a fake analog clock kids toy and made Bonnie started hammering it with the toy hammer, making dramatic smashing sounds. âBOOM, BOOM, BOOM- IS THIS WHAT HE WAS DOING?! BOOM BOOM!â Michael shouted rather loudly before going right to âcausing a racketâ.Â
Evan finally fell over onto his side, just cackling and laughing away. And even when he tried to speak and add commentary, he just couldnât because of how much he was laughing!Â
âOhoho my god, I knew I was funny, but manâŚBreathe, Evan!â Michael reacted. Even he himself couldnât stop himself from laughing alongside him!Â
âIhihihi cahahanât!â Evan told him.Â
âOh you canât?â Michael asked with a smirk, walking up with the Bonnie stuffy. âYou canât?â He asked again, but in his Bonnie voice this time. âWhatâs making you laugh, Fredbear?â Bonnie (Michael) asked, bringing the stuffyâs face right close to Evanâs. âIs the invisible man tickling you again?â Bonnie asked next.Â
Evan was getting all giddy and euphoric from the laughing fits by this point. âNohohoho, heheheheâs nohohohot.â Evan admitted.Â
Michael smirked and tilted Bonnie stuffyâs head slightly. âAre you suuuure?â Then, Michael shoved Bonnie onto Evanâs chest and started wiggling it around, making fake nibble noises. âOMNOMnomnomnom. Omnomnomnomnomnom.â Michael teased.Â
âeeEEEHEHEHEHEHEHEEE!â Evan laughed even louder and more high-pitched, kitty-fighting the Bonnie stuffy for a few moments.Â
Then, Michael moved the stuffy away from his chest, and paused his nibbles.Â
He went silentâŚ
He took in a deep breath and quickly brought the stuffyâs face up to Evanâs stomach this time, shaking the stuffy again and making more nibble sounds. âOmnomnomnomnom.â Michael kept teasing and playing.Â
âHEHEHEEEEEHEHEEEHEHEEE!â Evan laughed, kicking his feet and patting the stuffyâs head.Â
He moved the stuffy away from his stomach with a short pauseâŚanother quiet momentâŚ
A BIG breathâŚ
Touchdown, crazy shaky-shakey, and-Â
âOMNOMNOMNOMnomnomnomnom.â Michael teased.Â
âHAHAHAHAHahahahaha! Mihihihichael plehehehehease!â Evan started to beg.Â
Bonnie moved away from his stomach. âYeeeesss?â Bonnie asked.Â
âIhihihit wahahas fuhuhuhunny behefore, but now Ihiâm tihired.â Evan told him.Â
Bonnie stared at him for a good 10 secondsâŚbefore shoving Bonnieâs face into Evanâs neck. âOmnomnomnomnom. Good night kisses for the giant child. Omnomnomnomnomnom.â Bonnie (Michael) declared.Â
Evan laughed and struggled to cover his face with his hands. âNohohohoho, nohoho kihihihisses.â Evan tried to tell him.Â
Bonnie gasped. âNo kisses?!â He asked, surprised. âBut kisses are the most wonderful forms of affection ever!â Bonnie reacted.Â
âIhihitâs ehembarrassihihihing.â Evan told Michael and the Bonnie toy.Â
âOh, kisses are embarrassing now?!â Bonnie reacted, before planting âkissesâ on his neck. âMwah-mwah-mwah-mwah-mwah. Imagine what your mother would say if she heard you right now!â Bonnie reacted before giving Evanâs cheeks and neck plenty more âsmoochesâ.Â
âMihihihihike plehehehehease!â Evan giggled.Â
âAlright, alright.â Michael replied, removing Bonnie from his face and placing him down. âToo much?â Michael asked.Â
Evan looked at Michael for a couple moments before looking down, visibly unsure whether he should answer yes or no. âUmmmâŚâ Evan started to say, before visibly blushing a bit more. âN-NoâŚâ Evan eventually replied.Â
Michael smirked. âReally?â He clarified. âIf it wasnât too much, then why make me stop?â Michael asked.Â
Evan looked up, huffing. âYouâre being mean!â Evan argued.Â
âIâm stating facts!â Michael reacted. âAnd the fact is, you like being teased.âÂ
Evan looked at him. âWellâŚYeah.â He replied.Â
âSo you admit it?â Michael said with a smirk.Â
âAdmit what?â Evan asked.Â
âThat you like being teased.â Michael clarified.Â
Evan nodded his head. âYes.âÂ
Michael widened his eyes. âOh my goshâŚâ Michael took off running out of Evanâs room, and out to the living room. âMOM! DAD! EVAN LIKES BEING TEASED!â Michael yelled.Â
âMichael, we know.â His mom replied.Â
âHe likes being tickled too.â William added, flipping the newspaper page.Â
Michael widened his eyes even more and dropped his jaw.Â
Wait, WHAT?!Â
âDAD!â Evan yelled. âWHY?!âÂ
William looked at Michael. âYou didnât know that?â William asked.Â
Michael blinked and shook his head. â......No. I didnât.â he admitted.Â
William chuckled and looked back at the newspaper. âAlright. Have fun with that information.â He said before looking back at a portrait picture in the paper.Â
Michael turned around and smirked at Evan.Â
Evanâs eyes were wide while he stared at her, both scared and exhilarated by seeing Michael become all evil and mischievous. âM-MichaelâŚâ He muttered.Â
âMichael?â He asked. âWhoâs Michael?â He asked next with a smirk. âY-Youâre not-â âMe?â The boy asked. âOh no no no, Iâm not Michael.â He told him before starting to run towards him. âIâm the TICKLE MONSTER!â Michael shouted as he sprinted.Â
Evan screamed with both fear and excitement, before he was picked up by Michael and carried back to Evanâs bedroom. âWAIT-WAHAHAHAIT!â Evan laughed. âMIHICHAEL-âÂ
âGo for the neck. He likes tickly kisses on the neck.â William told him from the living room. âDAHAHAD PLEHEHEASE!â Evan yelled before breaking out in squeaky giggles.Â
The tickle monster (Michael) started playfully nibbling in Evanâs neck, focusing on holding Evan with his hands while nibbling all over the right side and back of his neck. âOmnomnomnomnom.â Michael playfully said.
Evan giggled and kicked his legs forward and backward. âMihihihichahahael! Plehehehease!â Evan reacted.Â
âI have no idea who this âMichael personâ is. I know who I am, but whoâs Michael?â The tickle monster asked.Â
âHeheheheâs my brohohother!â Evan admitted.Â
âOooooh! How wonderful to hear! Tell me, kid: Whatâs he like?â The tickle monster asked with a smile.Â
âHeheheheâs sihihihilly!â Evan replied.Â
âOh he iiiiis? Thatâs good to know.â The tickle monster said. âIf I ever meet this âMichaelâ character, whatâs something I should know about him?â The tickle monster asked Evan.Â
âHehehehe lohohoves Fohohoxyhyhy!â Evan told him. âOh yeah? Does he like foxes too?â The tickle monster asked.Â
âIhihihi dohohonât knohohow.â Evan replied.Â
âIâll give you a little hintâŚâ The tickle monster leaned into Evanâs ear. âHe does.â He whispered.Â
Evan giggled and curled his neck to the side, covering up his ear with his shoulder as best he could. âMihihike plehehehease, ihihit feheheels weheheheird.â Evan admitted.Â
âOh it feels weird?â The tickle monster reacted.Â
âYehehehess! Lihihike a wehehehet wihihillie.â Evan admitted.Â
âWet willie?!â The tickle monster rolled his eyes. âNo no no.â Michael put his own index finger into his mouth, licked it and shoved it into Evanâs ear. âTHIS-â Michael said, before twirling it around. â-is a wet willie.â Michael teased.Â
Evan squeaked and started giggling and whining. âEheheheewwww! Yohohohouâre grohohohoss.â Evan complained.Â
Michael pulled out his finger and flapped his hands around. âYeah, youâre rightâŚI AM gross.â Michael admitted before putting Evan down. âIâm gonna wash my hands. Hold onâŚâ Michael left the room and walked to the bathroom, turning on the tap the moment he reached it. He started to wash off his finger, rubbing soap on only the finger and rinsing it off. Then, he turned off the water and dried his hands off before leaving the bathroom.Â
Michael walked out to the living room and sat down. âSo you were right.â Michael said. âHis neck is very ticklish.â Michael said. âYouâre not a bad tickle monster.â William said.Â
Michael smiled a bit. âThanks, Dad.âÂ
William chuckled. âJust donât forget about the best tickle monster within this house.â William added, folding up the paper.Â
âYou?â His wife clarified. âSays the most ticklish person in this house.â she added.Â
âWha- Meeee?! Noooo.â William muttered, biting his lip as he struggled to hide his growing blush.Â
âA little reminder of the mini monster incident?â She said, looking at Michael. âWhen you and 8 year old Michael had a tickle fight for 20 minutes straight?â She reminded him.Â
William narrowed his eyes at his wife. âThatâs because he was refusing to give up.â William admitted.Â
âAnd because you were ALSO refusing to give up.â She added.Â
âYeah! Iâm not gonna let my 8 year old son beat me as the tickle monster around here.â William added.Â
âToo afraid of Uncle Henry finding out?â Michael teased.Â
William looked at Michael with a slight bit of nervousness. âW-WellâŚâ He stuttered. âIâŚâÂ
âAnd teasing you about it?â Michael teased further.Â
William narrowed his eyes at Michael. âWhy would I be scared of Henry finding out you had âbeatenâ me out as the tickle monster?â William asked.Â
Mrs. Afton smirked. âBecause of pride.â She replied.Â
William looked at his wife with a warning expression on his face.Â
âAnd because Williamâs 3 times more ticklish than Henry.â Mrs. Afton added before looking down at her book.Â
William grumbled and crossed his arms, acting even more immature than Evan was capable of at this point. Michael had bursted out laughing at this point, while Mrs. Afton was giggling at her husbandâs immaturity too. The truth isâŚHenry is more of a tickle monster than William is. Heâs capable of tickling William till thereâs no tomorrow.Â
But in the hierarchy of tickle monsters, The lower part of the pyramid is Michael. Though heâs low right now, heâll quickly rise to the top overtime. The middle part of the pyramid is William. Top of the pyramid in the Afton house, but overpowered by just one personâŚ
The top of the pyramidâŚis Henry Emily.Â
And he will remain that way up until the day he dies.Â
And...this is it. This is the big finale. This is the last FNAF fanfiction I will ever upload about every FNAF character in the future. If the FNAF movie ends up being really good, then I may temporarily open up the fandom again for the movie...and then close it again once I experience burnout again.
The only exception to this, will be writing about 2 brothers...
That's right, I'm gonna start only writing fanfics for Sun and Moon. And if I end up properly watching it, I may even extend it to The Sun and Moon Show. But...we'll see what I have time for. I still have to finish The Mandela Catalogue...So...










