#lee!randymeeks

“Hahahaaah! Yes, yehes, take thahat!”

…So. This is why Randy invited them over with such an enthusiastic text message.

Billy and Stu should’ve known Randy wouldn’t go and buy a shit ton of snacks and alcohol for just the three of them to hang out.

And through his sodden fringe, Billy could very clearly see there wasn’t even any food or drinks on the living room table like Randy said there would be.

So not only had he and Stu been lied to, they’d also been met with a container of freezing cold water big enough to empty upon both of their heads once they’d opened the door to the living room.

And while the duo processed this unexpected turn of events, the horror loving culprit was laughing. At them. Like, to the point of almost tears.

“Oh my gohohod, I got you two so gohood!”

A glance was shared between the two boys.

“I can’t wahait to tell Sid about thihis!”

Not a word was said between the soaking victims, yet they knew exactly what was to be done to teach this little shit a lesson.

Billy straightened, calmly slicking wet strands of hair back and out of his face. But after his massive giggle fit Randy noticed the action was done a little… too calmly.

“That’s… a lot of courage for someone who’s about to get tickled.”

The teen froze, his situation finally becoming apparent not only by those words, but also by the menacing grin he saw spreading over Stu’s face.

“…What-?”

“Hahah, look, the guy who doesn’t have water clogging his ears needs us to repeat ourselves.” Stu announced, slinging an arm around Billy before gesturing strongly with his other hand. “We’re going to tickle you, Meeks. For thinking you can pull one over on us. Capiche?”

The boy dragged out his words as if Randy really couldn’t hear him, enunciating that dreaded ‘T-Word’ just for kicks.

Now, Randy was smart enough to know that once these two devils latched onto a plan like this, they weren’t gonna let go of it until it was properly executed.

So, he went for the only move he really had. Bolt it and pray he’s able to evade them long enough.

The second he turned on his heels, Stu gave chase, his lanky legs allowing him to reach the poor kid in no time, lifting him up by the waist with his arms.

“ACK-! No no, shihihit! Guhuys, hold ohon-!” Randy yelped as he was unceremoniously dumped onto his own couch, soon boxed in by the two menaces.

“Hold on? For what? For you to keep making us look like idiots?” Billy asked, approaching Randy like he knew he wouldn’t even end up having to bother running, which was actually even worse. Even squeezing some of his dripping hair so a fair few drops landed on top of Randy’s face.

“Ugh-! AsshOLE-!”

Stu had taken the opportunity to grab Randy’s wrists as he’d attempted to wipe his face, holding them over the armrest of the couch above his head.

“DAMMIT-! No no nohoho, wahahait!” Yep. He was already begging somewhat. Definitely not something to be proud of.

“Ooh, someone’s giggly! You still think this is funny, huh??” Stu crooned, raising an exaggerated eyebrow, which only served to make Randy giggle more as he shook his head.

“I don’t, I dohohont-!” He practically squeaked out as Billy climbed onto his waist.

“Certainly doesn’t sound like it. He’s probably got no remorse whatsoever. But we can give it to him.”

Well, if that just didn’t want to make the horror buff’s heart want to drop right out of his ass. He tightened his lips into a straight line, doing his best to hold in any reactions. Which worked for a few seconds…

…Until Billy started hovering two claw-shaped hands above his torso.

“Giggle one more time. We dare you.”

“Double dare ya!” Stu jumped in, grin wide and goofy as ever.

The nerve-wracked teen shook his head again, this time firmer and quicker, but the second Billy dropped his hands to dig between each devistatingly sensitive crevice between his ribs?

Yeah, he was done for.

“EHEHAHAHAH-! NAho, thahats not fahahair! You bahAHASTARD-!” A full on squeal ripped from Randy’s throat as Stu shoved his face right into his neck.

“Ohooh, still such a giggler! Ya hear that, Billy? He’s still laughing at us!” He spoke against the ticklish skin, only serving to make the already laughing boy crack up even more.

“IHIM NAHAHAhahat!! C-Cmohohon, guhuys-!”

“Eh, no matter Stu.” Billy shrugged, giving the boy a grin that almost made his blood run cold. “We can give him something to really laugh about, can’t we?”

“Sure can!” The tallest of the trio declared, shifting Randy’s wrists into one hand. “Ahhtktktktktkt!” He pressed all five wiggling fingers right into the hollow under one of Randy’s arms, earning a new bout of shrieks and cackles.

“FUHUHUCK!! NYAHAH, YOU DIHICKS!” Randy just about wheezed, just barely biting back a snort as he felt his stomach being squished at.

“Watch it, Randy. We’re already tickling you for pranking us. Don’t give us more excuses to keep going by insulting us.” Billy purred, his smile growing smugger as he noticed Stu sneaking his hand to spider at Randy’s back.

Now that was an unfair move. Every time he arched up in an attempt to escape the tickles on his back, he only pushed his tummy up further against the claw vibrating into it.

“Gitchy gitchy goo! Who’s a ticklish little prankster, huh? You ahare! Tickle tickle tickleeee!” Stu cooed in that godawful baby talk that he knew got to Randy the most, Billy now starting to drag his thumbs around in firm circles on Randy’s hips with another low chuckle.

And if Randy weren’t wheezing enough, Stu had switched from the spidering to diving back into his neck, accompanying the new attack with theatrical growling and munching noises.

“Ohohoh, even the insults are gone. You think he’s had enough yet, Stu?” Billy hummed, briefly pausing the unbearably ticklish movement of hid thumbs, sneering as Randy gulped in some probably much needed air.

“Holy shihihit… ahah…” He already looked pretty spent… but he couldn’t seem to stop smiling. A fact the pair seemed to share another mischevious look over.

“Hmmmm, I dunno. You still shivering from that ice water?”

The teen did a dramatic shudder. “Now that you mention it, a little.”

The other attacker simply shrugged, showing off an incredibly toothy smile.

“Then we clearly haven’t been going long enough!”

Randy visibly tried to shrink into himself as he was met with another pair of evil faces grinning down at him.

“Waitwaitwahait, don’t you dahare, guhuys, plehEHEHEASE!!”

Another high-pitched shriek filled the room, followed by uncontrollable cackles as the attack on now the back of his ribs returned with renewed vigour, Stu now nuzzling his nose behind his hyper-sensitive ears.

All the teen could really do now was laugh, kick weakly and wait for them to get bored… which was still gonna take a while.