A New Friend (But heavily revised to the point it's a new fic)
Okay, this was more of working on my writing for English assignments but here
Warnings: Feet Tickles, Pretty Intense Tickles, Swearing
Maybe it was just his cockiness, or maybe it's just that as a Bedwars god, as he likes to call himself, Purpled wasnât the best at making friends.
Tubbo was quite the opposite.
The energetic boy was running circles around Ranboo, like a wild animal freed from its cage. An unexpected thunderstorm had imprisoned the SMP members inside their own shelters. But, the storm had just temporarily paused. Naturally, they decided to take a quick walk around the SMP before the storm would come back.
Friendly gray clouds hung above the empty fields and the vast ruins of the server. Tubbo skipped with exitement, taking huge breaths of the fresh, earthy air while nudging Ranboo to speed up from his sluggish pace. Ranboo had just been woken up from a nap, where he had a dream about the clouds clearing and having a picnic in a bright field with his best friends, being blasted by warm, welcoming sunlight. The same dim path that he had walked thousands of times wasn't the least of what he expected.
Purpled had also taken this opportunity to take a step outside, and although he wasnât feeling nearly as energetic as Tubbo, he still needed to be uncomfined from the limited space indoors. The outside air was like a cold, refreshing, lemonade on a humid summer day compared to the stuffy, reused air that he had been breathing for days.
When Purpled saw Tubbo and Ranboo in the near distance, he sped up his walking just a little to match their pace. He had seen and heard a lot about the duo but havenât talked to them for a while now, so Purpled wanted to see what they were up to since Tubbo seemed like he was dragging the corpse of Ranboo down the path.
âCâmonnn Booooo we havenât walked together in foreverrâ Tubbo urged, trying to get Ranboo to move faster.
âWha- Itâs been like two days!â
âHey, w- whatâs up?â Purpled interrupted. He fiddled with his fingers inside his hoodie pocket, repeating his own words inside his head.
Ranboo made a small, surprised gasp and his head immediately turned to face the unexpected follower, his startled look further adding to Purpledâs nervousness âO- Oh hey! Me and Tubbo are just going on a walk.â
"If you could count how quickly he's going a walk." Tubbo muttered under his breath. "Anyways, wanna join us?"
"Hey-!" Ranboo blurted. "You can't just wake me up from a nap and expect me to be skipping around-"
Purpled gave a friendly chuckle at the playful duo, a wave of refreshing relief washing over him as he quickly accepted Tubbo's offer.
"So uh, what've you guys been up to?" Purpled questioned as they strolled down the oddly quiet path. The awkwardness began to rise as the silence became louder. The quiet ruffling of the trees and mobs were noticably missing. The wind had paused and the mobs were hiding.
"Tryna get this idiot to move." Tubbo answered, giving Ranboo a few pokes to the side in an attempt to get him to move at a more reasonable pace.
Ranboo squeaked. It sounded like the chirp of a mouse but as loud as a quiet clap. But it made him speed up. And the others noticed. Purpled smirked mischeviouisly in interest and gave Ranboo a poke himself.
"HEhey-" Ranboo began to protest playfully "It's eight in the morning! Leheave me alone"
Purpled looked at his watch and read "It's nine-thirty!" He also took the opportunity to give Ranboo another poke, seeing that Tubbo was doing it too.
"hEhEY-! GUhuhUys-!" Ranboo half- heartedly protested. The pokes sent small little sparkles of tickles through his sides, making him flinch and squirm. Ranboo decided to poke Purpled back.
Purpled's breath hitched, trying his best to hide his reaction from the poke. Hoping that Tubbo would just ignore that it happened and assume that he wasn't ticklish, a small part of him wished otherwise, and that small part of Purpled was the part that got what it wanted.
The tables turned as quick as Purpled's eyes could flick to the playfully evil smirk on Tubbo's face, and soon Ranboo's as well.
Purpled held his hands up in defense, flashing an expression of a deer in headlight that quickly morphed into giddy anticipation.
"W- Wahait- Tubbo- Ranboo-" Purpled's eyes glanced around for places to run or hide behind "We can t- talk about thihis, r- right?"
Tubbo pushed Purpled in an attempt of getting him to the ground, but he missed. Purpled tried to take advantage of the opportunity to turn it to Tubbo but Ranboo snuck behind Purpled and tripped him before he could do anything.
One second, Purpled was standing, the other, Purpled was in the soft, damp grass next to the path.
Ranboo straddled Purpled while Tubbo held his wrists above his head. Purpled knew he could escape, his years in Bedwars had made him able to escape almost anything, but he decided not to, and his realization that he wanted to be tickled made his cheeks heat up to a light dust of pink.
"Wow, blushing already?" Ranboo commented with a mischievous expression behind his mask as he wiggled his fingers on top of Purpled's tum teasingly.
Purpled suppressed a whine, having his arms pinned over his head and the teases was the most flustering thing he had felt in so long.
"Y- You're a bihitch." Purpled giggled, now provoking Ranboo to get on with it.
And Ranboo got on with it.
Fingers looking to induce the most ticklishness possible dug into Purpled's sides and tummy, quickly and lightly scribbling.
Purpled might've squealed.
Really really loudly squealed.
And it was absolutely adorable.
"Am I still a bitch?" Ranboo chuckled.
"YEHEHEHEAH-!" Purpled provoked, only leading to Ranboo speeding up and spreading to his ribs.
Tubbo got bored of just sitting there and holding Purpled's wrists, so he decided to make himself moee useful.
Like a vulture scanning for prey (or a pigeon looking for leftover fries depending on who you ask) Tubbo stood up and sat on Purpled's shins without a word.
Purpled's arms shot down to push at Ranboo's hands while Tubbo unlaced Purpled's sneakers, which he still hadn't caught on to.
When Purpled did notice, it was already too late.
"WAHAHAIT! TUBBOHOHO NO!" Purpled shouted when he felt Tubbo's fingers trace over his sensitive arches.
Instead of stopping, Tubbo took this as his cue to scribble in random directions all over Purpled's sole.
"Am I still a bitch?" Ranboo asked with an almost bored tone, just to mess with Purpled of course.
He hesitated for a few seconds, before finally giving in to the unbearable tickles. "FIHIHINE! YOHOHOURE NOHOT A BIHIHITCH!"
The fingers stopped as soon as Purpled admitted defeat.
Tubbo and Ranboo both sat next to Purpled, who laid in the grass as a puddle of soft giggles.
But then, a few drops of rain landed on the new friends, who were previously just sitting and listening the aftergiggles of Purpled.
"We should go home" Ranboo muttered
Without needing to say any words, Purpled swiftly put his shoes back on, and all three of them walked to their own houses, happy and satisfied with their "walk".
Hope my writing has improved a bit, anyways, ty
