#lee!robert

WHY DO SO MANY PEOPLE WANT THE BLONDIE SIBLINGS LMAO Not complaining ofc I love them

Lers Robin, Radford and Robert , Lees Robin, Raford and Robert

Warning: cussing and mention of eating animal parts

Word count: 1184

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Robin sighed as she plopped down on the couch, right next to her two brothers.

“She’s finally asleep…” she breathed, remembering how hard it had been to get the youngest blonde down for bed, after going through various stories and little chores for her.

“Yeah, we heard the struggle. Something tells me she was just stalling the whole time so she didn’t have to go to bed,” Radford theorized with a small, amused smile, which only grew as he saw his twin grow angrier.

“That little- You know what?” she asked, cooling down, “I can’t even blame her. I remember when you used to do that.”

“Wh- hey!” he complained, earning a small laugh from Robert, who was sitting on his other side.

“I wish I could’ve seen that. Dang it, Mom, you should have had me sooner!” the shortest in the room complained, shaking his fist at the sky.

“Well, at least she had you soon enough so that you could watch late night TV with us,” Radford consoled him. “Wanna watch Fear Factor?”

“Heck yeah!”

“Heck no!” Robin interjected, “That show is gross! You know how I am about animal organs.”

“Awwwww, big sis can’t take a little bit of nasty?~” Radford teased.

“Listen, I’m just saying, if they only used live animals and stunts, I’d be way more on board with watching it.”

“But the gross factor is the fun part!”

“I feel like you two watching me getting grossed out is the fun part!”

“But it’s so cool!”

“They ate reindeer nuts and pig uteri!”

“The reproductive organs of animals are really nutritious!”

“They sucked fluid out of braided up cow intestines and then drank it! I was drinking milk when I watched that episode and couldn’t finish it!”

“That sounds like a skill issue!”

“Oh my godddd, stop arguing so we can watch something!” Robert finally piped up, cutting the twins’ argument short.

“We’ll watch Who’s Line Is It Anyway, how about that?” Robin finally compromised, snatching the remote out of Radford’s hand and changing the channel before he could object.

“Ugh, rude,” he complained, crossing his arms and slumping against the back of the couch.

“Don’t make me take care of that attitude, Rad, I’ll do it,” Robin warned him.

“Try me, bitch.”

“I wouldn’t say that, considering which one of us is at risk for a serious tickling right now.”

“I would say you’re in just as much danger as me, sis!”

“Oh, really? Rob, get him!”

Robert, unable to resist a chance to be a playful little goofball, leapt onto his older brother, getting in a single squeeze to the ribs and was rewarded with a yelp from the taller before he was scooped up and pinned to the couch, Radford squeezing at his sides.

“C’mon, Robin, I know you can do better than that. You think that just because this little goofball was beside me that he could tickle me all on his own?” he playfully scolded his sister as his little brother was reduced to a puddle of laughter at his hands.

“RAHAHAD! RAHAD NOHOHOHO! ROHOBIHIHIHIN! HEHEHELP!!” the smallest squealed, reaching for his sister in an attempt to maybe drag her into this.

“Plan B!” she announced before leaping at her twin, wrapping her arms around him and yanking him down so he was pinned against her, before scribbling at his ribs. He squealed and tugged at her hands, kicking as best he could and squirming in her hold.

“Nohoho wahahait! Rohobihihin nohoho!!”

“Robin no, what?” she teased, looking over at the still-giggling little brother. “Wanna help, Rob?”

“Oho yeah!” he popped up enthusiastically at the offer, scooting over to the older two and attacking his big bro’s belly, causing him to let out the highest squeal they’d ever heard from him.

“PFT- Aww, Rad, what was that?” Robin cooed. She’d hadn’t heard him make a sound like that since they were kids.

“Shuhut uhuhup! Nohot cuhuhute!” he argued, attempting to curl up and hiding his blushing face. Even HE didn’t know he could squeal like that, it was way too embarrassing and he wanted nothing more than to hide.

“I’ll have to disagree, it was pretty dang cute, wasn’t it, Robert? … Robert?”

He was gone. It seemed that while Robin was busy cooing over her twin’s squeal, Robert had snuck off.

“Where did he- EE-” she let out a squeak as she felt something poking her back and whipped around to see the very little brother that had snuck off.

“Hi,” he grinned before scribbling at her back, making her squeal, nearly letting go of Radford but somehow holding strong.

“Nohoho! Dahammit Rohohob C’MEHERE!” she ground out the last word and snatched up the little blonde with one arm, holding (and still tickling) her twin in the other, making him squeak in surprise. She held him close and clawed at his belly, eliciting another squeak and bright, bubbly giggles and making him curl up around her hand.

“Youhu’re sohoho mehehean!” Rad complained half-heartedly, as though he didn’t enjoy every chance he had to laugh his heart out.

“Mean? Excuse me, who here wanted to watch a show that grosses me out, and then tried to act like he was some big man when I told him to screw off?”

“Shehe- She’s gohot youhu thehehere, Rahahd!”

“Hey, don’t act like you’re out of the woods, you little traitor. I ask for your help, but all you do is distract me with the cutest squeal I’ve ever heard Radford make-”

“Shuhut uhuhup! NOHOHO nohohot the bahahack!!” Rad attempted to argue before being immediately shut down by his worst spot being targeted.

“- And then try to tickle me!”

“Ihi suhucceheheedehehed! Youhu’re juhuhust fahahast!” Rob argued.

“Either way, I’m not gonna stop tickling either of you until you both apologize!”

“”Neheveheheher!”

“Ihin youhuhur dreheams!”

She sighed dramatically at the two. “Then I guess you leave me no choice…”

Suddenly she was kneading at Robert’s side as she poked and prodded along Radford’s shoulder blades, eliciting bright squeals and loud laughter from both boys, Radford quickly tapping out with a rushed “IHI’MSORRYI’MSOHORRYSTAPSTAPSTAP!!”

Robin let her twin go, now focusing on the little brother caught in her arms, holding him close as she squeezed and kneaded his sides, making his cackles go pitchy and squeaky as he tugged at her hands and kicked his legs, squeaking out the best apology he could muster. Just like that, the tickles stopped, Robin still holding him close as he calmed down.

“Suhu- suddehenly Who’s Line Ihis It Ahanyway doesn’t sohohound toho bad…” Rad giggled out as he regained his composure, sitting up and leaning against his twin.

“I knew you’d come around… but,” she yawned, “now I’m tired.”

Robert moved to snuggle up between his two older siblings. “Well, that’s what cuddle piles are for…” he mumbled, a little sleepy himself.

That morning, as the smallest blonde emerged from her room, she came across the sight that was no doubt the product of the noise she’d heard last night; her three older siblings snuggled up and snoring away on the couch.

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