The Power of One (Or Ten)
Day 5 of Tickletober with the prompt being "One Finger" from Sam's Tickletober 2025 list.
Got another one for ya. đ It's kinda fun doing these speed writing prompts and I'm trying to keep them short for the most part. Not even trying to make them this long honestly. lol I'm obviously not going to be doing every single day, but I shall do what I can.
First fic that I've done that involves Laura (X23)!
"Deadpool and Wolverine"-verse
ler!Wade/Deadpool/ler!Laura/X23 x lee!Logan/Wolverine
Word Count: 1,968
"Thanks for inviting me over for this, Wade. It's been fun," Laura nodded to the man sitting beside her on the couch.
"Any time, kiddo! You're practically family and there will always be a seat available for you at our table," Wade gave her an enthusiastic side hug that she'd learned to accept, "The fun doesn't have to stop here though."
"It looks like it is for Logan. He's all partied out," she nodded over to the table across the room where they'd all been playing poker at as Wade glanced up to see Logan completely passed out in his chair.
"Aww give him a break, he's an old man. I'll bet when you're his age you will have slowed down too," Wade playfully nudged her as she shook her head.
"I don't know about that. He can still more than hold his own in a fight and according to him, you should know that firsthand."
"What do you mean?"
"Well from what he told me, he kicked your ass all over the Void."
"Hey, I still got some good shots in. And besides, that was before we really got to know each other. Now I know that all I need to take his cantankerous ass down is just one finger," Wade smiled and held his pointer finger up as he flexed the joints.
Laura looked at him in confusion, tilting her head in the same way that he'd seen Logan do a hundred times.
"One finger? Well that sounds like bullshit to me."
"Oh I see we have a non-believer here. Well then please allow me to demonstrate," Wade eagerly got up as he made his way over to the sleeping Wolverine.
Logan had his chair leaned over on the back legs with his feet up on the table, having kicked his shoes off earlier in the evening. Wade crept up close before gesturing to Logan like Vanna White and then took his finger and dragged it up the bottom of Logan's foot.
"Motherfuck- !!" Logan yelped as he woke up with a start and immediately lost his balance while his chair went toppling backwards.
Wade looked to Laura again and did a little twirl, throwing his hands up in a dramatic display.
"Ta da!"
Laura was surprised by what had just happened but was unable to hide her amusement.
"Oh, I see what you mean now. So he's a little ticklish."
"A little? That's the winner for understatement of the year," Wade laughed as Logan growled from nearby.
"Shut up, Wade," he grumbled as he got up off the floor and grabbed his unfinished beer from the table, downing the remainder before going over to join Laura on the couch.
"Go ahead, Laura. Give him a poke. His tummy is a guaranteed fun zone."
Laura considered it before she looked up to see the concerned look in Logan's eyes.
"No, he doesn't want me to," she said, giving Logan a feeling of relief as he started to relax again, "Besides he's wise to us now. Gotta wait until he's least suspecting."
Logan's head snapped back over with his brows drawn together to find her grinning up at him.
"Atta girl!" Wade whooped as he plopped down onto the other side of Logan, "I like your thought process here. Very strategic."
"You're a bad influence on the kid, Wade. Only an idiot would let you near any impressionable youth," Logan rolled his eyes as Wade leaned towards him flirtatiously.
"Well then hello there, Mr. Idiot."
Logan elbowed him aside.
"That's the pot calling the kettle black, bub."
"Are you saying that you're more qualified to be around young people than me?"
"Not at all. And that's what makes this whole thing so ironic. Maybe the neighbors oughta call CPS on us and get this kid to a safer pl-AAAace- heheh!" Logan jumped with a giggle when he felt a finger wiggle into his side, quickly discovering the culprit.
"Talking about me like I'm not here. And besides 'idiots', I'm 19 and I don't even live here," Laura smirked, unable to resist poking Logan once more, this time in his stomach like Wade had suggested.
"Heehehehe, hey!" Logan swatted at her hand as he squirmed, "Why are you taking it all out on me?"
"Because she can," Wade quipped before leaning over him to make a comment to Laura, "He has a cute giggle, doesn't he?"
"I wasn't going to mention it, but he does actually."
"He snorts too once you get him laughing pretty hard."
"Are you serious?"
"Yup, you've gotta hear it. I promise you've never heard anything more adorable in your entire life."
"Hey alright. Cut it out now. You've caused enough irreparable damage to my reputation for today," Logan muttered as he shifted uncomfortably in his seat, his body tingling in anticipation of what was potentially headed his way.
"In fact, now that you've seen what you can do to him with just one finger, wait until you see what you can do with ten...."
Logan immediately jumped up, not wanting to wait around for the results of those words, but Wade was ready for him and easily tackled him face-down to the floor. He quickly reached in to seize his ribcage with both hands as his practiced fingers went to work, digging through the muscle to feel the bones underneath.
"You ahahahaaasshohohohohole! Stahahahahap!" Logan crumbled apart instantly, bellowing out in laughter with his arms pathetically crowding in against his sides to try to block out Wade's hands.
"Well you definitely weren't exaggerating," Laura chuckled as she watched the two men struggle on the floor.
"Right? Who'd have ever guessed that Wolverine's weakness would be that he's so damn ticklish? It's literally the best thing ever!" Wade's fingers gripped around his hips, wriggling full bore into the sensitive indents as Logan squirmed like an eel.
"Gehehehet ohohooff! Stohohop ohohor I'm gohohonna fuhuhuck you- ," Logan's rant was cut off as he let out a few loud snorts when Wade managed to worm his way into his armpits.
"Oh that's a new one. So you're 'gonna fuck me', hm? Well it sounds like stopping is the exact opposite of what I want to do then," Wade teased as he winked up at Laura, knowing damn well that that was not what Logan had been trying to say.
"Ahahahahahaa! Bahahahahaaastard! I meheheant fuhuhuck you uhuhup!" Logan rolled onto his back as he fought to gain some control of the situation, but Wade tickling away at his ribs had him immediately curling back up.
"Always killing my fantasies, you little heart breaker. Shame on you for always leading a guy on. Oh but where are my manners?" Wade did a flip in the air as he grabbed the other man's arms and pinned his wrists over his head.
"Dammit! Let me go, Wade!" Logan growled, feeling a little winded and not having his full strength to break free.
"Don't be rude, Peanut. We have a guest to entertain. Come on over, Laura. Don't be shy now," Wade encouraged the young woman as she thought it over for a moment before slapping her hands down onto her thighs and then standing up.
"Fuck it. Why not?"
She knelt down on the floor beside the defenseless man who was instantly trying to appeal to her sympathy.
"Kid, hang on....W-Wait a minute. I thought we were pals," he stuttered nervously and made a few more attempts to get free, but Wade's grip on him only increased.
Laura gave him a caring smile and reassuringly patted him on his chest.
"Sure we are. Which means we should get to know each other better. Sooooo......what's your worst spot?"
Logan didn't even have a second to consider answering that before Wade was blurting it out.
"His tummy! 10 out of 10! Don't be fooled by those rock-hard abs, they're not impenetrable to tickles! You wanna hear a grown man squeal then that's the spot!"
"I do kinda want to hear that now that you mention it," her smile turned more sinister, though faltered when she noticed how tense Logan seemed to be, "But not if he's gonna be upset with me after."
"Nah! He's used to it. I tickle him silly all the time and I'm still alive so don't be scared."
Laura looked to Logan again this time with some hesitation.
"I'm not sure. Will we still be friends?"
Seeing how she genuinely was concerned for him made Logan soften up a bit. Being tickled wasn't the worst thing in the world and he found it was his time to reassure her as he released a resigned sigh.
"Yeah, kid. We'll still be friends. Just maybe....have a little mercy," he smiled at seeing her brighten up again.
"Fuck that, there's no mercy in this dojo!"
"Wade, shut up!"
"Nuh uh! Listen, you start giving him an inch then he'll take a mile. We tickle until pants are pissed around here. Now sic 'im!"
Laura couldn't help but laugh at their banter as she started to reach down towards the Wolverine.
"Sorry Logan. House rules."
Logan reflexively squirmed in protest and clamped his jaw as her fingers made contact with his stomach and softly started to probe around into the muscles through his t-shirt like she was pressing on piano keys.
He was too ticklish there for it not to tickle, but her technique wasn't instantly overwhelming like when Wade would do it. Because of that he was able to keep his laughter at bay with his teeth ground tightly and his eyes squeezed shut in concentration.
Laura took note of his reluctance to give in, and it made her grin as she watched the big guy writhe about from her gentle touches.
"Cute, ain't it? He likes to pretend that he's tough sometimes, but we all know he can't take it," Wade smirks and nods to the readers, "Just step it up a little and he'll break without a doubt."
"You mean like this?" Laura grinned as she started vigorously scrabbling her fingers all over his stomach and sides as Logan snorted and sputtered before losing his mental grip and letting it all out.
"Baahahahahahaha! Nohohoo nohohot like thahahahaaat!" Logan laughed freely and uncontrollably as he thrashed around on his back, kicking his legs with his feet shuffling against the floor.
"Good job, sweetie. You're a natural at this. Find his little tummy button and you'll get that squeal I was telling you about," Wade cheered her on as Logan frantically shook his head.
"Nohoho! Plehehehease! Hahahahaahaa! Dohohon't dohoohoo it, kihihid!"
"I'm sorry. But when will I ever get this chance again?"
"Any time!" Wade nodded excitedly, making Laura laugh again as she carefully felt around for the small indentation in the middle of Logan's stomach, slipping a wiggling finger inside.
Logan squealed on queue, breaking into frantic higher-pitched giggling as she kept up the assault for a minute.
"Holy shit," Laura chuckled, but then removed her hands entirely to Logan's relief as he collapsed in a heap of panting.
"Aww why'd you stop? You were just starting to get him going," Wade feigned his disappointment before Laura shook her head and exchanged a glance with him.
"Just to give him a breather. Because I just had this thought," the way she then smiled down at Logan was very unsettling, "Do you know what would be worse than ten fingers, Wade...."
Logan's eyes nearly popped out of his head as he figured out what she had been scheming.
"NO!!" He yelped, giving her a look of betrayal and making another attempt to get free as the light bulb instantly turned on in Wade's head.
"Ahhh! Genius! Make way for Wade!"
"FuuuHUhuhuHUHuhuuck!" Was all Logan could manage as the two of them descended upon him.
