#lee!ranboolive

Tommy and Ranboo were doing an IRL just chatting stream together, at Ranboo’s house. ..Yet they streamed from Tommy’s account.

Chat was flying by, because oh my god! IRL alliumduo!

Then, about five minutes in, the two boys were already playfully arguing.

“Listen ‘ere, Ranboo!” Tommy poked Ranboo in the stomach to emphasize his name, “I’m not gonna- wait, what was that?” Tommy looked at Ranboo with a confused look.

“What was what?” Ranboo returned the look.

“When I poked you, you practictally fuckin’ jumped, and I heard something like a squeak- Oh my god are you ticklish?” Tommy grinned ear to ear, and now chat was really flying. Ranboo’s face flushed a bright red, thankfully covered by their mask.

“I- what? No!” Ranboo then got out of his chair to run, but before he could take a single step Tommy sprung up and grabbed them, pinning the taller to the floor with ease. “Get ohoff!”

“No way!” Tommy exclaimed, not caring too much that chat was witnessing all of this. “You hid this from me! Oh, I am so gonna use it against you!” The blonde then brought his hands to Ranboo’s sides, squeezing up and down and grinning widely at the squeal from the older.

“TohOHOMMY!” Ranboo twisted and turned side to side, trying to escape the ticklish sensation but Tommy kept him down.

“That’s my name!” Tommy smirked before moving to drill his thumbs to Ranboo’s hips, eliciting a loud shriek.

“TOHOHOMMY! NOHOHO GEHET OHOFF!” Ranboo pleaded, pushing at Tommy’s hands and throwing their head back in laughter as they bucked, trying to throw Tommy off.

Tommy did soon get off, only because he wanted to spare at least a little embarrassment— he never shut off stream.

When Tommy got up and sat back in his chair, he looked at chat, then back at Ranboo— who was still lying on the floor— and then at chat again.

“Chat seemed to love that,” Tommy spoke without thinking, giggling quietly at Ranboo’s squawk of surprise.

“YOU’RE STILL STREAMING-!? CHAT SAW THAT? TOMMY WHAT THE HELL?” Ranboo panicked, scrambling to get up off the ground and read chat.

GET HIM TOMMY

YOU’RE GONNA KILL HIM

LMAOOO

RANBOO’S TICKLISH?

AWW

ALLIUMDUO!!

CLIP! CLIP IT!!!

The horror in Ranboo’s eyes said enough. But then it turned to pure evil as they turned to Tommy.

Wilbur has a habit, that whenever he can, he will randomly enter people’s homes or offices, while they’re streaming. Ranboo is one of the people he does this to.

Ranboo was doing a just chatting stream, talking to chat and answering some questions. Little did they know that Wilbur had entered their office. Chat noticed before Ranboo, and started trying to warn him. But it was too late as Wilbur tasered Ranboo’s sides to surprise him from behind their chair, causing them to let out a small scream.

“WILBUR! What the hell!? Stop breaking into my house, man! Jesus..” Ranboo dragged his hands down his face dramatically. Wilbur didn’t say anything, which confused Ranboo. He only had a wide grin on his face… it looked a little mischievous, if Ranboo had to put a word on it.

“Wilbur-?” Ranboo turned around and raised an eyebrow. Then suddenly, Wilbur pulled Ranboo out of their chair and pinned them to the ground, squeezing and pinching their hips as they screamed.

“WIHIHILBUR! WHAT THE HELL!? NOHOHO!” Ranboo squealed, bucking his hips and grabbing onto Wilbur’s wrists. It didn’t do anything to stop the man, as he just kept tickling them.

“Surprise!” Wilbur exclaimed with a small, evil giggle. He scribbled his fingers over Ranboo’s stomach for a second before returning to his hips.

“NAHAH! WILBUR!!” Ranboo shrieked, twisting and thrashing on the ground. Wilbur looked up at Ranboo’s monitor.

“Jesus, chat is loving this. I should continue this then!” Wilbur exclaimed with a wide grin, giggling at Ranboo’s sudden panic. They forgot they were still streaming.

“IFORGOHOTABOUTCHAHAHAT— NOHO!” Ranboo squealed, starting to kick and free himself from Wilbur’s hold. Wilbur did decide to stop and spare Ranboo some embarrassment.

“Alright, alright. Relax, I’m done.” Wilbur smiled, getting off of Ranboo and helping them sit up. That was pointless as they just immediately fell back onto the ground, breathing heavily.

“Yohou are such a jerk! What dihid i do to deserve thahat?” Ranboo whined, looking up at Wilbur.

“Nothin’. I just felt like it.” Wilbur responded before bursting into giggles as Ranboo glared at him.

Eventually Ranboo got up and continued the stream like nothing happened, and Wilbur stayed with him. Wilbur had also decided it’d be funny to occasionally give Ranboo a few pokes to his side, as if a warning that the second they were done streaming they were gonna get it. Ranboo got the hint pretty quickly.

Ranboo did, in fact, end up being tickled to tears once the stream was over. But they didn’t complain, they liked it.

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.