Henrik and Shawn are placed at a table, so they can meet each other and get to know each other. But the person that brought them together, decides to leave the room to go play games. So, Shawn and Henrik decide to team up.
Guess who got their 4th covid shot yesterday, and is now achy and exhausted? This girl...Fucking hooray.
This fanfic was suggested by Shannon. I hope you enjoy!! <3
Henrik looked at Shawn, unsure what to think of the person across from him. Shawn bit his lip, not used to being out of his room. Chase was currently trying to introduce the two of them, and get them to learn about each other.
“So…This is Henrik. Henrik, this is Shawn.” Chase told them.
“Hallo.” Henrik said to Shawn.
“Hi…” Shawn said quietly.
“Come on, Shawn. You can do this.” Chase encouraged him.
Shawn was fiddling with his fingers, not sure what to say. “......Okay.” Shawn replied, sitting up a bit and looking over at Henrik.
“Alright. Now converse.” Chase said, before getting up and walking away.
“Vait, VHAT?!” Henrik reacted, looking at Chase with shock.
“Seriously?!” Shawn reacted, throwing hands.
“What? Am- Am I expected to stay?” Chase asked.
“YEAH!” Henrik and Shawn replied at the same time. “YOU ARE.”
“To hell with that! This is gonna be awkward as hell. I’d rather not.” Chase told them before walking off.
Henrik looked at Shawn with shock on his face. Shawn was looking at Henrik with the same shock.
“Vell damn…” Henrik muttered.
“Wanna kill him when he comes back?” Shawn asked.
“Kill him? Nein. Slap him? Ja.” Henrik replied.
Shawn chuckled. “Slap him till he realizes how much of a dick he’s being.” Shawn added.
Henrik chuckled as well. “Maybe later.” Henrik decided.
“Yeah, yeah. I wasn’t saying right now…” Shawn told him.
Henrik nodded and took a sip of his drink. “So…Your name is Shawn?” Henrik asked.
Shawn nodded. “And you’re Henry?” Shawn replied.
“Henrik.” Henrik clarified.
“Henrik.” Shawn repeated.
“Ja.” Henrik replied.
Shawn nodded and thought for a moment. “So…What do you do?” Shawn asked.
“I’m a doctor.” Henrik told him.
Shawn nodded. “Cool! Much cooler than my gig.” Shawn reacted.
“Vhat’s your ‘gig’?” Henrik asked.
I’m a toy-maker at Joey Drew Studios.” Shawn replied, waving off his job like it was nothing.
“Yoey Drew Studios? You mean…Bendy zhe devil and Alice zhe angel?” Henrik asked.
Shawn nodded. “Right on the money.” Shawn replied. “I painted some of the dolls and the different merchandise that came out of the company.” Shawn told him.
Henrik tilted his head and opened his lab coat. He pulled out a doll from his lab coat, and smirked. “Did you make zhis mini bendy doll?” Henrik asked.
Shawn dropped his jaw and smiled brightly as he gently took the doll. “Oh my god- no way!” Shawn reacted.
He looked at all angles of the doll and smirked as he saw something on the inside of the bowtie. He flipped the left bow around to show Henrik. “My signature. I write it on every bendy doll made by me, so Joey knew how many I was contributing to the business.” Shawn told him.
Henrik adjusted his glasses to get a better look at the small signature on the inner bowtie. “It is chicken scratch, but I can see an S…I zhink.” Henrik said.
Shawn narrowed his eyes. “Says the doctor.” Shawn said back.
Henrik laughed. “You have a point.” Henrik added. “My writing is terrible.” Henrik admitted.
Shawn pulled out a notepad and handed it to Henrik. “Show me.” Shawn told him.
Henrik smirked and did his signature before handing it back to Shawn. Shawn took one look at the notepad and bursted out laughing. It looked like a whole bunch of italic vertical lines stitched together. It looked awful, to say the least.
“The handwriting of a true doctor.” Shawn said with a smug grin.
“Herr means Mister.” Henrik replied. “I vould be Herr Schneeplestein. You vould be Herr…Herr…” Henrik trailed off, unsure what his last name was.
“Flynn. Shawn Flynn.” Shawn replied.
“Herr Flynn.” Henrik finished.
Shawn nodded. “Fair play!” Shawn replied.
Henrik smirked. “So, You are irish?” Henrik asked.
Shawn nodded. “Bang on.” Shawn replied. “Born and raised.”
“Hm…German, born and raised.” Henrik replied.
“Cool!” Shawn replied.
Henrik bit his lip and looked around. “So…”
Shawn smirked. “Wanna get Chase and make him regret leaving us alone like this?” Shawn asked.
“Auf jeden fall.” Henrik replied. He cleared his throat and scratched the back of his neck. “Definitely.” He translated for Shawn.
Shawn and Henrik headed to Chase’s room and dropped their jaws when they saw what Chase was doing:
Chase was sitting in a chair, playing Forza Horizon 4 on his laptop. He had his headphones on, so he wasn’t able to hear Shawn and Henrik coming in. Shawn and Henrik both scoffed and shook their heads in disapproval. Of course Chase would leave them alone to go have fun by himself.
Shawn walked up to Chase’s right side and waited for Henrik’s signal. Henrik stood on the other side of Chase, and waited for a couple seconds.
As soon as Chase won the game, Shawn grabbed Chase’s arms and put them above his head.
Chase hummed. “What the- HEY!” Chase looked around, and saw Shawn and Henrik on both sides of him. ‘Oh! Hi guys. How did things go?” Chase asked.
Henrik smirked. “Let’s yust say you are going to regret leaving us alone together.” Henrik told him.
Chase looked at Henrik in confusion. “What are you two planning?”
Henrik looked at Shawn and smirked. “Ich werde ihn kitzeln.” Henrik said.
Shawn nodded and fixed his footing. “Gehen Sie.” Shawn replied, slightly off in his pronunciation.
Henrik smiled. That was his cue to go. Henrik started skittering his fingers on Chase’s belly and sides. Chase widened his eyes and squealed as a big smile grew onto his lips. “eeeEEEHEHEhehehehe!” Chase laughed. “Ihihi knehehew ihit, your eehehevil shihihits!” Chase said through his newfound giggle fits.
“Oooooh! Acting the maggot now, are ya?” Shawn teased.
“Bang on, Shawn.” Henrik replied, using Irish slang as well.
“He who keeps his tongue keeps his friends, Chase. You of all people should know that.” Shawn told Chase.
“Shuhuhut uhuhup!” Chase argued.
“Hey! What did I just say?” Shawn reacted.
“Remember, Shawn. A good laugh und a good sleep are zhe two best cures for anyzhing.” Henrik added.
Shawn dropped his jaw with a smirk. “You know that one?” Shawn asked.
“Chase has told me zhat saying too many times. My turn!” Henrik replied.
Shawn laughed. “Indeed it is.” Shawn replied.
Henrik smiled as he looked down at Chase’s stomach. “I also know a certain tickle spot on Chase that he does not vant people to know about.” Henrik added.
“Oooh! Do tell, Doctor.” Shawn replied.
Henrik poked Chase’s left side. “Chase’s left side is a leetle bit ticklish.” Henrik said.
Chase giggled and covered his face in embarrassment.
“But…” Henrik moved all 10 of his fingers over to Chase’s right side. “His worst spot is…”
Chase mumbled something that sounded like ‘No, don’t’. It was his version of a desperate attempt to stop them. But of course, it didn’t work.
Henrik skittered all 10 of his fingers on his right side. “Zhe right side of his tummy!” Henrik declared.
Chase practically screamed and threw his head back with loud, strong laughter. “OHOHOHO MYHYHY GAHAHAHAHAHAHA! YOHOHOHOU BAHAHAHAHASTAHAHAHAHA-” Chase shouted. Despite the words he was letting out, his laughter was so harmonic! Such fresh laughter. So grand to hear. If depression could be cured, then his laughter would be the medicine. It was that beautiful to hear.
“Listen to this ol’ guy, trying to call us bastards.” Shawn reacted.
“A reminder zhat zhis bastard left us alone for zhirty minutes to play games.” Henrik added.
“Yeah! By the way, what’s up with that?! Are we really that boring? That cringey to you?” Shawn added.
“IHIHI WAHAHAS SCAHAHAHARED!” Chase admitted.
“Zhen vhy vould you introduce me to Shawn, if you cannot handle zhe cringe?” Henrik asked, stopping his tickle attack.
Chase took a few moments to breathe and recuperate. “Because…” He shrugged his shoulders. “You two seemed like you’d hit it off.” Chase said. He bit his lip. “And I feel like I would just…make things even more awkward if I were there…” Chase admitted.
Shawn chuckled. “You’d actually make things better, mate.” Shawn told him. “You know that, don’tcha?”
Chase looked at the ground in slight sadness. “I’m sorry…” Chase said.
Henrik chuckled a bit. “Entschuldigung will not cut it, Chase. You need to laugh.” Henrik decided before going for Chase’s hips next. “Und for a man, you have some rather groß hips.” Henrik added.
Chase wheezed and giggled, wiggling around to get out of Shawn’s surprisingly strong grip. But Shawn was not budging. He was actually giggling as well as he watched Chase get tickled. “Klitzeln, kitzeln, kitzeln!” Shawn teased.
Henrik hung his head and laughed at bit. “Zhe vay to say it is ‘kitzel kitzel kitzel’.” Henrik told him.
“Oh…Sorry. Kitzel, kitzel, kitzel!” Shawn teased.
Henrik chuckled and hung his head again. “Oh Gott nein…” Henrik muttered, covering his mouth with a smile. Henrik could feel his own face starting to flush from hearing the word ‘tickle’ in his own native language. It was starting to remind him of his mother when he was a child.
“Kitzel, kitzel, Kitzel…Kitzel, kitzel. That’s fun to say. Kitzel!” Shawn kept repeating.
“Shawn, your vords-”
“Kitzel, kitzel, kitzel, kitzel, kitzel, kitzel-”
“SHAWN!” Henrik yelled with a big smile.
Shawn shut his mouth immediately, with both his eyes wide. “...Sorry.”
Henrik sighed and stopped tickling Chase. He looked up at Shawn with a flustered smile. “You sound like my mozher.” Henrik told him.
Shawn raised an eyebrow. “Really?” He asked. “In what way?”
Henrik nodded. “You are repeating zhe vord in my language...I vould like to ask you to please speak english.” Henrik told him.
Shawn raised an eyebrow, confused. He started repeating ‘kitzel’ in his head, before repeating the word ‘tickle’ to himself multiple times…Then, Shawn gasped and smiled brightly as it finally clicked in his head. “Oh my Go- Am I making you bluuuush?” Shawn asked.
Henrik grumbled. “Nein…….Shut up.” Henrik muttered.
Chase and Shawn both bursted out laughing at Henrik’s embarrassment. “Poor Henrik. All flustered because of a single word.” Shawn teased.
Henrik rolled his eyes and put his hands on his hips. “Tickle tickle. Tickle tickle tickle.” Henrik replied.
Shawn rolled his eyes with a slight blush growing on his face.
“God dammit-”
“Tickle tickle tickle tickle tickle tickle-” Henrik repeated over and over again.
“I am going to kill you.” Shawn told him, a blush visible on his face as he smiled with annoyance.
Chase looked at Shawn. “That’s affecting you?” Chase asked.
“It’s not effecting you?!” Shawn asked.
Chase chuckled. “No. I’m more the person to tickle others, than to get tickled myself.” Chase told him.
“Quatsch.” Henrik reacted.
Chase looked at Henrik with curiousity. “Is that bullshit in German?” Chase asked.
“It’s zhe vord ‘Nonsense’, actually.” Henrik replied. “And what you yust said, vas Quatsch.” Henrik added.
Chase was growing visibly nervous. So, he started poking and tickling Shawn. “I’m a tickler! See?”
Shawn squealed and started trying to tickle Chase back. “Quahahahahatsch!” Shawn yelled.
“Dohon’t you mean Gobshite, little leprechaun?” Chase asked.
Shawn pushed Chase down and started tickling his right side as quickly as he could, while repeating the word ‘tickle’ over and over again. Chase bursted out laughing almost immediately, and struggled to cover up his super ticklish spot. Not long after, Henrik ended up joining in on the tickle attack, repeating the word ‘tickle’ over and over again as well. And would you believe, a bright blush eventually showed up on Chase’s cheeks, and darkened to a scarlet color overtime.
It was right about now that Chase had started to regret introducing the two boys to each other.
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Chase is being chased by the creepy glitch Anti...And Henrik has a way to stop him. But he needs help...and Chase is willing to help him and face the glitch on his own...
or so he thinks...
Day 2...And I'm a little earlier for uploading this time! Hallelujah! I hope you enjoy!
Chase was running away from the creepy mass of black that was covering the walls around him.
“C̻̞͉̪̺̑̾͂͗͢o̧͎̪͙ͧ̈́m̲̯ͭͥ͑͜e̜̖̗̫̞̭̔͠ ̷̞͕̉̊h͉̖͎ͨ́ͨ̅͠ě͔̥͙̩̱͢ͅr̜͍̹̘̬̫̻̝̀ͯ̓͠e̙̱̩̖͐ͬͩ͌́,̶̦̣̳̭͓̻̄ ̵̣͕̟̺͍̈̎̓C͇̥͔ͯ͡ḩ̝͍̪̮̭̈̅̽̚ͅaͥͪ҉͔̮s͎͇̬̥̣̗̖̗̑̊̍̕e̊҉̪̹̳. ” The voice said.
Chase turned around, and SCREECHED as the glitching man kept coming for him.
“UH, HOW ABOUT NO!?” Chase yelled back.
The glitching man’s head turned completely upside down…so his head was upside down, covering the rest of his neck and upper chest.
“Y͖̺̖ͫ̋̔ͦ͟o̴̙̝̺͔̰̰̎u̷͉̮̥̹ͩ̈́ͦ̚ ͑ͧ҉̘̖̞̦̪̲̳c̗̹̘̪͑͠ͅå̢̼̲̰̖̞̥͐̿ͅņ̴͓̰̥̘̳̻̘̇̎̓̀̿'̴̝̘̓̚ͅͅt͔͓͕̠̹̬̳ͣ̾ͫ̿́ͅ ̌͏͕̲̼̙̫͙r̶͉̫̘̲̮̻̰̗ͥ͌ͭ̆u͖͕̮͉͍̯̦̇̑ͥ͡n̴̜͕̈ͮ ͧ̋ͫ̚͏̮̱̻͎̜͉̙̙f̨͔̜̠̒̽͊ȍ̺̱̭̱ͮ̅̊͟r͕̤̱̭̞̿ͨ͜é̛̠̤̣̰͇͍͍̼ͬ̏ͮv̲̻̻̙̙̈́͠ͅê͙͕̻̫̺̰͔̤ͪ͂ͬ͜r̢̗͍̺͇ͯ̃.̡͚̦͔͈̏̈́ͤͅ.̪̣͖̹̹̩̩̉ͣ͢.̞̦͙͓̮̘̂́.” The glitching man warned.
“TRY ME, BITCH!” Chase shouted back, shooting the flying green man on the head with a nerf gun disc.
The glitching man growled and threw the nerf disc back at Chase. Chase caught the nerf disc and loaded it into his Nerf gun. “Thanks!” Chase replied.
Chase started to run down the hallway, and quickly yelped as he felt his hand get grabbed and pulled into a room. Chase was dazed for a second as the door closed and locked.
“NEIN! Die Kraft Christi zwingt Sie!” Someone yelled at the door, holding up a wooden cross with Jesus Christ on it, made out of copper.
Chase finally came back to his senses and hugged the person that had saved him. “Thank you! Thank you Henrik!”
Henrik cleared his throat and removed his doctor mask. “Ve do not have much time. I have a vay to save us from him.” Henrik told him.
Chase looked at Henrik. “How?” Chase asked.
Henrik bit his lip. “It sounds…Klischeé…” Henrik admitted.
Chase went through his mental dictionary of German to English. Thankfully, it didn’t take long for Chase to remember that klischeé…sounded very close to the word ‘Cliché’.
Chase sighed. “Cliché or not…Tell me.” Chase ordered calmly.
Henrik cleared his throat and walked up to the fridge. He opened his fridge, grabbed a safe from the fridge and unlocked it. He opened the lid to the safe and pulled out a bottle. “I have been coming out vizh a cure for Anti’s glitches.” Henrik told him.
“Anti?” Chase asked.
Henrik nodded as he shook the bottle. “He calls himself Anti.” Henrik told him.
Chase nodded. “Interesting…” Chase said. “Anyway: Is there even such a cure for glitchy Monika-like evil, like Anti?” Chase asked.
“Yes. However, I require a diversion.” Henrik told him.
Chase nodded. “Alright, I can do it.” Chase told him confidently.
“Vait, really? Are you sure?” Henrik asked, a little nervous to just let Chase do such a difficult task.
Chase smirked. “Part of having kids requires knowing just how to get them to cooperate with you.” Chase said as he cracked his knuckles.
Henrik nodded and grabbed a clean, covered syringe from the drawer. “I vill get zhe medicine ready and join you to give him zhe medicine. Try to keep zhe glitch busy for me.” Henrik ordered.
Chase put his hand up to his forehead in a salute. “Ey ey, captain!” Chase declared.
Henrik smiled and shook his head. “Doctor…” Henrik corrected.
Chase walked out of the room and watched as the glitching man flew away from him, the black stuff slowly covering the walls with green binary code.
“HEY!” Chase yelled.
Anti turned around and smiled widely upon seeing Chase.
“Wͥ͂̌͏͇̫̤e̷͇̭͕͙̖̣ͨ̈ḻ͉̖̼̎͗͑͢l̠͕̠ͥ̌̽̉́ ̽҉̠͙͓̞ͅl̨̳̤̰͋͋ͫ̐o͔̣̅̕o̬̳̹̼̦̦̖̓̍̂̎͠k̲̰͓̗̫̼̜̘̽͛͢ ̨̦͉͓͓̺͎ͪͫͤͅw̷̦̣̫ͣͫh̵̖͙̻͓̆o̙̪̜̮̦͙̘̥͍̲̐́ͯ͊͗̈́͢͠'͖͇͕̫̪̠ͮ͞s̷̳̟̦̙͔̱̱ͮ̅͛̓ ̧̣̳̲̦͂b̨͈̮͙̻̖͙̺͇ͥͮa̟̠̣̞̝͐̏ͥ͟c̯̪̞͖̪̯̫̣̄̓͢k̷̩͎̼ͯ?̮͉͗ͭ̍̌͠” Anti said with a smirk.
Chase readied his Nerf gun and pointed it roughly at Anti’s green eye.
“Come get me, bro!” Chase yelled, before shooting the Nerf disc at him and sprinting away.
The Nerf disc hit Anti’s head again, right in between the eyes. Anti growled and started to fly faster to Chase, covering the wall in black and dark green.
“G̴̞̠̤̺̳ͪ̽E̩̣̮̫͙͉͙͕ͩͩ̋̕Ṫ̯̲̤̣̝̽̕ͅ ͓̤̗͒̋̈́̆͞B̠͎̬͓̼̏ͥ̔͝Aͦ͏̗̖͈C̗̞͑̄̕Kͣ҉̱͇̖̦̳̱̰ ̳̺̭̞̮̄ͥ́ͅH̸̦̜͔̹͎͑E̵̫̗͚̟̖̙͊̃̄̍ͅR̷̭̲̱̖͔̳ͥ̀̇Ê͙̤̟̯͙̪̜̰ͭ͆̿͘!̻̲͖̹̳̉̀̀͟” Anti shouted as he flew after Chase.
Chase ran all around the house, dodging everything he could. This proved to be somewhat difficult, thanks to how the house was built. But Chase wasn’t gonna give up just yet.
Chase ran through the living room, and down the stairs. Anti followed him, looking irritated, yet super eager to catch Chase.
Then, Chase gasped as he stopped in front of a wall. He realized he was stuck in a corner, unable to get out. He was screwed.
“N̨̯͎̲̭̆ͭ͌o̡͕̫̦͎͍̻̲͒̊ͬ͐w̸͇̺̻ͨ̐ͅ ̫̫̜̱͙̜̃͘Ḯ̸̝̼̦̟͕͉̻̥̠ͮͣ̉ͯ̄ͩ͢ͅ'͈̝͎̄ͩ̓͟v̢͖͇̭͉̪̥̌e̡͕̰͂̓ ̱̖̬ͧ͟g̟͉̜͖̫̘̞̿̈́ͨ͢o̧̫͙̣̥͚̒̌̋̐ť̲͕̹͔̪̼̀͠ ̟̥̭̭̄͢y̽ͨ҉͉͈ǫ̣̦̲̞̝̫͍͌ṳ̶͖͂̋̈ͪ.͓̫̻̬͓͙ͨ͆͜ͅͅ ” The glitchy man said with an evil, manic laugh.
Chase widened his eyes and stared at him. “What-What are you gonna do?” Chase asked, nervous.
Anti smirked and raised his hand.
“Wait wait wait…” Chase said for a minute, making the glitch pause. “Your name is Anti?” Chase asked, trying to clarify.
The glitch widened his eyes and dropped his smirk. “W̭͓͉̟̎̍̂͝-̵͚̝̞̬̗̼ͪ̔ͅͅW͈̜̘̥̾͡ḫ̺̝͉̙̠̘̓͊͝ͅạ̵̯͍̮̺̅͛͋ͅt̸͉̦͕̰ͣ?̷̣͕̙̬̙̤͒͒”
Chase used this opportunity to sprint away from the wall and past him.
Anti growled and turned to look at Chase. Then, Anti pointed to Chase dramatically. “G̨͉̖̼̣ͦé̛̜̫̯̭̗̔̋t̟͎̺̖͖̬͆̔̕ ̟̘̘̦͆ͩ̿͠h͆ͩ҉͖̞̘i̙̦͓͇͖̳̇́m̠̭̎͂̚͞!͎̘̻̘͔̹̊ͭͤͬ͡!!!”
Chase knew that there was a sea of black with green code, just spilling right behind him. Chase tried to keep running, but he was already running out of breath. Soon, he was struggling to keep going. Chase fell onto the ground, breathing heavily.
Anti caught up to him not long after, and grabbed him with his strings. “Y̺̯͍̝̭̟͓͊ͨ͠o̴̤͓̱̬̟͎̜̅ͅǜ̫͈͙̬͕͟ ̧̩̥̪̭͕͖͉̘̾ͤ̋̐ṯ̵̳͉̦̃̒ͪͅh̷̰̫̺̦͚̱ͮ̃ọ̥͗͊̎̀̀u̹̜͇͖̓̚͜ǵ̸̣͉ĥ̶̫̦̼̝̩̒ͦ̚t̸͔̮͒̌ ̠̲̪͍̣͆͘y̯̻̑ͯͦ͝o̺͈̤͕͌͂͆͒͝ư̞̪̄ͯ ͑ͣ̎͏͍̯͍̭ċ҉̤͎̥͇̺ͅo̬̠̤ͥͭ̚͠u̶̲͙͛ͮ̒͛ḷ̠̭̿̃̚͠d̰̥̫͉̳̗͒ͫ́ ̵̘͙̥͇͇̙̠̒g͈̙̹̑ͤ̕e͎̪̲̣͎̻̻ͧ̀t̨̤͍͚̦̳̔̈́ ̝̫͖͉̯̬̪̃̋̊̈́͝a̦̺̥͇͇̐̑͗̀ͅw̧͇̰ͫa̝̻̼̘̙͔͈̪̔̋ͯ͝y̛̰͈̾ ̴̬̫̮̦ͪ̈̒͗f̖͈̑̎̆͡ͅrͤ҉̤̤̞͚͎͔̖̠o̢̭͈̙̲̗͕͚ͣ̄̆m̘̭͊͂͞ ̬̰̜̇͞ḿ̵̜͍͙̜ͦ̿e̖͔͕͕͉ͩ͟ͅ ͓̼͇͇̥͌ͣͧ̋͟t̷̠͍̦̖̱̞͆h͍̲̟ͮ͑͐͟a̵̫̲͔̼̤͈̹̔̎tͫͥͯ҉̠͎ ̨̳̼̬̑e̹͇̫̩̼̙̭͊ͧ͟a̴̠̠͙̘̗̥̣̙͆͊̄s̵̙̮̥̞͚͆ͣ͐̎ĩ̛͙̺͚̳͖̯ļ̺͇̖̠͚̙͖̪̎̎y̪͎̣̳̩͎̾̂̎̾͜?͚̲͓͙̼̑̉ͩ͞ ” Anti asked with a smirk.
Chase opened his eyes and pulled on the stringed arms. “What- LET ME GO!” Chase yelled, growing angry.
Anti laughed. “W̎ͭ҉͓̤h͈̦̱͎͇͖̀͝ȳ̶̙̥̮̀̆ ͕̩͍̥̦̮̱ͣ͊͘w̴̞̝̄͋̑͆ǫ̭͓͍͙̈̂̾u̝̺̳̥̦ͨ̕l̨͇̻̖͖ͥ̒̏d̴̠͈̞͍͚̹͎̆̚ ͇̬͕̊ͫ͛͆͞Í̲͕͖̖̏̉͜?̴̱͎̩̝̱ͣͨ̂̚ ” Anti asked as he made the green lines of code surround Chase. He was hoping the code would overtake Chase and make him fall under his power. And Chase seemed to be falling…
But then, Chase felt something strange against his sides.
Anti raised an eyebrow. Why was he laughing? What could possibly be tickling him?
“Ẉ̠̜͕̲̤̎̿̚͝h͖͎͚ͤ̕a̷͎̯͛ͦț͉̘̘ͧ͢?̼̹̖͉̖͔̥͆̿͌̓͞!̺͍̥̳̋͟ ” Anti asked.
Chase was moving around, unable to move much with all the strings around him. But there was no one visibly tickling Chase.
The invisible person soon moved their hands to Chase’s hips and started pushing. Anti could easily see the finger pressure on Chase’s pants. So it looked like it was a person.
“S̡̗̺͇̦̊ͅt̶̪͉̱͇̍ͫͮo͍̠̐ͯ̆̓́p̪̭̺̖̞͙̚͜ ͎̲̖͖͙̰̜̒́̔̉̕i̡̭͚ͨ͆̿t̹̲̖̬̠̣̠̼̆̍͝!̛̟̻͔̫̟͎̠̔̎ͧ” Anti ordered.
Chase threw his head back and wiggled his hips around, trying to get the invisible hands off him.
“Y̶̯̬̬͈̲̿̏͐̂o͙͚̤̙͇̹ͨͫ̀ͅu̖̖̫̺̥̻͒͢ ̺̠͖̻͙̠̫͐ͧ̅̕ą̣̜̫̻̠̏̇r̶͚̼̮̯̯̩̫̜͑̿́e̛͉̺̻̝͂ ̛̱̮̮̪̣͈̺̬͑͗ͩͧR̶͙͉̞͐U͚̫̦͍̟̞ͭͦ̇̀Ỉ̻͔̕N̨̤̗͈͙͇͇̓̍̿Ȋ҉͍̖͕N͙̪̰͎͓͎̦̭̈́̏͑͝Ǵ̶̳̻͉͔̫̫̙ ̰̫̹̹̝̜͔̣̆͐̀M̹̙̦͇̩̠̖̓͑̈̕Y̶̞̥̠̝̑͂ ͌҉̭͍͔̭͚Pͣ͌҉̖͕̰̝̹͉̘L̻̞͍̥͉̔̿̊͠Ȃ̹͓͕̤̱̣͊͞N̮͓̩̠̲͆ͪ̈̿͢Ŝ̫̺̜̬̻̘ͪ̀!̠̥̯͍̰͎̺̯̅ͫ̋̈́” Anti yelled.
“I know!” The invisible person said.
Chase widened his eyes as he recognized the voice right away. He grew less panicked and more giddy and calm upon recognizing the voice behind the fingers that were tickling him.
“S̭̻̤͉͈̜̍͋ͧ̚͞H̵̥̲͓̅̈ͧO̾ͥ͏̫̗̹̯ͅW̡̥̖̞͙̳̤̐ ̤̥͙̘̥̟̬͛̂͜ͅỲ̮͙̗͇͖̣͘O̦̳̹̖̪͙͍͕̓̓ͣ̆͟Ŭ͏̦̦̹͈͈͉Rͣͦ͐̏҉̰͓̖̻̼̝̼̫S̠̖̬̹̺̗ͣͧ͡E̘̲͕̝̪̍ͨ̎̊̀L̜̯͉̱͌͑́͡F̶͎̜͕͍̝̈́̓ͤ̄.̞̠͚ͮ̂̀͝ ” Anti shouted.
The invisible person laughed. “Nah.” He replied.
“I̪̥̗ͣ͋ͮ̓͜ ̲͙̝̗̳̥͙͇̋̽͞D̨͓̣̟̗̼ͬͩ̏̐ͅE̟̝͙ͥ̅̾͜Mͧ͏̳͖͇̪͍A̛̼͉ͬ͒N͍̩̺̼̫̰ͬ̂͋͟ͅD͚̹̩͙̞̩̫̘̊̌̋̚͠ ̧̦̘̒ͤY̴̗͈̦͙̗ͫ̽ͮ̈́ͅO̶̜̰̘̲͔̪̲͕͆ͩŰ̢̼̗̯̮̻̬̃ͣ͌ ̷̥̜̬̟̭̀T̶̥̥͈͈̣̗͆͑̇O̶͔̯̘̎͐ -̠̩̰̝͖̺͑̓ͮ͡ͅͅ” Anti paused his words when he saw that Chase stopped laughing.
Chase was holding his belly, giggling less and calming down slowly from the tickles. Anti could easily tell the invisible person had stopped tickling him. But now…he had no idea where the person was.
“Y̷͎̬͚̤̪̘̑o̶͎͕̩̤͓̼̘͐͗ͫ̆ų͇̗̤̼̤ͨͭ.̡͎͍͓̠ͪ.̷̝̼̽ͧ̇ͅ.̧̭͍͕̻̰͋ͬS͎̩̲̓͒̀͠Hͦ͏̫̬̖̬̻̣͓ͅO̬̠̖̞͕͎̣ͬ͊̔͘W̪̩̳̗͓͐̉͟ ͆̅̉̔҉͕͙̝̟̦̩̱̹Ẏ̶͉̗̓O̗̰͙͔̦̫̩̻̓̀U̬͍̖̙͙͉̼̅̄͆͠R̘̫̗̰̯͐̀͝S̭ͧ͜ͅE̻̪̤ͧͯͦ̀͘L̨̠̫̲̺̦ͩ̆F̨̖̙̦̭͔̹ͤ ̻̮̭͙̹̹̻̥͗̓͑͘N̪̼̻͋͋́ͦ͝O̴̺̹̱̖͇͎̺ͩ̌̑Ŵ͚̖͔̰̻ͨ͢!̴̟̟̬̬̦͓͍ͥ͌͐ ” Anti ordered loudly.
“Okay!” The voice declared.
Anti suddenly felt ticklish feelings on the back of his ribs…Oh no…
Anti jumped and tried to fly away from him. But the invisible person kept catching up to him to tickle him more. “Kitchy kitchy koo, Anti!” The invisible person teased, before wrapping his arms around Anti and tickling Anti’s belly.
Anti SCREAMED…his scream kept glitching in and out…
But the moment the invisible person got his belly button, it was all over. Anti doubled over, laughing somewhat manic, yet somewhat genuinely. His laugh kept on glitching out and lagging as he laughed, but that didn’t bother Anti’s ‘puppets’. It actually endeared them to see the evil glitch bitch laughing from something as simple as tickling.
Chase smiled as he saw someone behind him. With that person behind him, Chase turned to face Anti and the invisible ego. “Lower him down. I wanna help tickle him.” Chase told the invisible person.
“Okay!” The invisible person said.
And on cue, Anti ーand presumably the invisible person alongside Antiー lowered down till they reached the ground. Chase ran up and grabbed both of Anti’s legs. “Tiiiime for tickles!” Chase teased as he removed Anti’s shoes and tickled the bottom of his green-tinted feet.
“a̢͖̠̰͎̠͓̠̻̍ͥ͆̊a̷͔̥̫̠̺̺ͤͅȂ̫̖̝̻̰̼̏͌́Ȃ̳̙̻̀A̰̞̤͎̪̱ͦ̉ͪ́A͙͓͗̑̕Hͮ̋ͤ͏͓͇͈͉̘̙Ą͖̙̫̘ͧͭ̅̑H̶͉̝̟͚̱͙̝̆͐Ḁ̶̞̑ͥ̔H͓̯̮̳̱̝̜͙͑̋͋̽͝A̵̺̜̹͍͓̝͛H̵̫̥̳ͧ̾͗A̺̥̦͊̆ͬͯ̀ͅH̨̭̳̲̞̰̚Ḁ̬̤͇͓̳̻̟ͬ́͂͂́!͋҉̗̙͇̠̼͎ ̙̺̘̼̼̄͋́O̬̣̱͕̻͙ͭ̀Ḩ̗̞͓̫̥̃͛Ȯ̈́ͩ̚͏̣̻̼̹̼͍̥̙H̶̰̮̦̱̾ͯO̶̮̱̦͂Ĥ̷͎̩̭͚̦̈̄ͧͅO̵̩͚̜̹̍̍ ͎̥̟̠̦̬̹̊̔͛̄͞G̫̭̥͖̗̜̒͂͡O̡̖̬̞̓H̘̩̻͖̒ͨ̿̋͜Ő̪̺̦̑͢H̶̹͖͚̏̈̎ͅO͙̣̮̅ͫͪ̉͘H̝͚̬͍͖̫̺̼̓͊͝Ô̜̤̪͖͒ͩ̀̀D̶̰͍ͣͅ!͑͑̐͏̳͙̦̖͎̣” Anti shouted.
Chase looked at the person behind him, and winked at him as he tickled Anti’s vulnerable feet.
“This widdle piggy went to the market…” Chase said, grabbing Anti’s big toe and wiggling it.
“W̧͔͖̱̩̯̺̠ͯͅA͋̐͏̤̝͉̠̪H̝̻̗̓̉͋͝A̢͚̹͓̞̮̝̹̿̏Ḧ̵̺̼̞̮̰̙́̑ͮA͉̯͉̠̟͍̣̹̒̕Ī̧͓̼͙͎̌̏Ț͕͙̖̰ͭͩ̋͐̀!͉̱̖͉͙̙̜̞ͩͭ͐́ ̢͚̗͈͖̱̋ͯ̋̅Nͬ҉̠̳O̒̑͏̮̝͖͇̫̖͎̻Ȟ͎͔̬͔ͧͩ̚͢O̧̘̯̫͖̺ͥͩḪ̢͖͙̟̮̑ͅO͛̉̓͏͉͕̬,̲̦̫̟͍̪̙̑͐̈͆́ͅ ͪͫ҉̲ͅD̠͕̗̳̻̘ͮ̉ͧ̅͢O̵͈͈̣̻̗̝̭̰̔́̄H͓̟͚̹͍̫ͫ͞Ơ͇̯͐ͩ̽̓H̥̼͎͛̍͝Ȍ̶̰͚͚͇̺̳ͤ̿̎N̰͕̮̼̠̭̤͕͚͉̞̙̑͗̏̚͜͜ͅ'̦͎͂̀̚T̖͕̘̊͝!͖͈̞̫̭̺ͬͬ͡” Anti begged.
This widdle piggy went home.” Chase continued, grabbing the 2nd toe. “This widdle piggy glitched constantly…” Chase changed up the nursery rhyme lyrics as he grabbed the middle toe.
“Y̯̩̞̩̠͖̍̈́̄̍͝ͅO̡͖͖ͫͩ̍U̡͇̤̤͔̩̥͌ͅ ̡̤̭̯̳̤̝͂ͮͩ̆F̵͙̼̹̙͒Ù̶͙̗͕͎͈̣̭̯ͣͩ̏Ç̰̦̮̻͇͙͕ͯK̞̞̣̔͛ͭ͝I̾̍҉̤͎̟̞̹̳N̜̼̣̐͝G̛̙͚̦͍͎̙͖ͤ̎̒ ̳̻͖̐ͯ͐̈͠A̟̙̬̭̯̣̬ͧ̓̈͡S͚̰̝̙̙̒̾͌̽́S̡̪̣͚̍͋̍Ḫ͎̣͎̮̩ͮͣ̓͂͝O͉̜̙͓̫͓͖ͭ͠H̲̥̖͕̣̤ͧ͆̕O̴͈̙̗̜̰ͣH̛̤̺̫̠̘͈ͮ̃̎̓O̧̹̲̤͕̘̲̹̣̊̾Ḥ̘̼̼̈͋͋̚͢Ò͖̞̺̮͖̟͌͋͠L̴̞̪̙̤̒ͬE͆̌ͪ͏̼̹!̘̜̊ͮ̈́̐̀ͅ” Anti shouted next.
“And this widdle piggy ran at 60 fps!” Chase said, grabbing the 4th toe.
“F͑҉̦̼̪̝̺͇͙Ȕ͇̘͔̠̤̃ͦͤ͟H̪͕̪͙͒ͥ̑̀Ũ̧̞̙̮̗͔̜Ḣ̪̯̦̼̣͕̈́͢ͅU̡̟̗̣ͦ̉̒͛C͉͙̞̞̰̯ͣ̿̋͘K̴̩̦̝̭̮̯͈̖ͩ̋ ̰͉̼̰̘̭ͧ̒̑̈́͝Y̍̚҉̬̪̦͓̥Oͮ҉͙̫̜͔̻̘H̢̼͈̋̇O̴͙̻̥̬̝̠̜͕̔Ḩ̹̠̬̘̼̹͒̽ͪ́O͎͚̲͇̫̬̪ͪ͘U̜̣̳ͧ̎̕!̧͉̳̗̪̜͇̘ͮ” Anti spat.
The person behind Chase chuckled at Chase’s words, shaking his head with a smile.
“And THIS widdle piggy went WEE WEE WEE WEE WEE-” Chase declared, grabbing the pinky toe before wrapping his arms around Anti’s legs and nodding at the person behind him.
“All zhe vay…HOME!” The person behind Chase said, before immediately shoving the needle into Anti’s foot.
“Á̠̻̣̰̞̳ͦͩ̔͜Ä̷̞̲́ͩA̞̹̳͓̳̙͂͐ͣ̆͘Ā̷̳̳͉̤̥̥͍̀ͧA̖͉ͭ͘A̶̺̻͚̞͖̟̹ͬ̑͋͐A̰̺̝͚̜͍̿ͫ͊͟Ȁ̜͉̯̈́̓̓͡ͅĄ͖͚̥̞͈͖̙̥̋Ạ̧̟̮̰̍͛͆ͮA͖̙̖̱̮̩͛́ͅA͑̋́҉̞̠͓̲̝͕A̪͔̞̰̅͘H̸͕̗̠͙͕̦̝̹̑̅̍!̖̝̮̫̦͎̦͊̎̒̓͡ ̘̥̱̻͈̠̄̆́͟F͔̳̪͙ͣ́̚Ṵ̧̪͋C̰͓̬̦̉̈́ͮͥ̕K̺̹͙͓̹͛ͬ̇͡I̥͎ͧ̾́ͥ͘N̷̯̙͔̥ͣ͛G̮̤̹̤̘͈̈́͢ ̡̭̦̙̣̲͛ͨ̀̚Oͬ̇́҉̲͎̯̬̟̤̹W̓̑҉̩͍̜͖̩!̢͈̳͇̠ͨ̔̌” Anti yelled, trying to pull his right foot away.
The person that had been behind Chase…happened to be Henrik with the medicine. Henrik pushed the end of the needle in, inserting the medicine into Anti. When the needle was removed, Chase let go of Anti, hoping to see if Anti would change.
Anti rolled around, grunting and yelling in pain. “I̳̖̖̭̜̦̼̝͓̟̝͒͗͐ͤ͛͊͌́͡'̸͙̯͉͔̖̲̗̫͛L̗̳͊̏́L̡͔̗͇̰̝̪̲̅͊͌̅ ̙̳̻̰ͣ̀Ģ̪̲̭̹̖̦ͮͧ̒͌Ě̺̬̱͎ͬ͂́ͅT̴̙̟̹̖͇̞̹̊ ̣̭̱̟̺ͦ̽̄ͤ͜Y̧͖̲̟͓͓̭͖ͪ̆̑O͎͇͍͖̓̌̓̇͝ͅU͔̩̺̗̣͚͍͐ͮ͢ ̷͈̗͚̯͙͒F̡̙̦̫̲̯͉͇̩ͣ̔Ǫ̬͇̯͗̋̑R͔̝̰͓͍͈͇ͮ̀ ̵̘̩͑͌T̓͑͋ͪ҉̘̪̲̳̰͚H̸͕̤̃Î̱͇̱̜̥ͣ̀̕ͅS̳͓̹̟̈́̕,̳̻͈̼͖ͣͩ͊͘ ̸̠̼̤̣͓̩̬̖͆̇̐͂S̯̖ͭ͘C͊̂̏͏͙̲͓H̸̦̹͕̹̜̫͈ͥNͬ̋̋͏̣͉̹͍ͅE̓̉̅̆҉͉̭͚͖Ḙ̘̦̰̰͋͝P̷̪̜̝̫ͫ̇́L̪̳̱̮̩̭̦͒ͥ̽̑͝E̖̯̬ͫ͡Ṣ̦̓̇͛ͭ͠T̢̝̝̭̘̺̼̰ͣE̪͖̩̫͇͍̲͓̒ͫ̎̓́I̾ͧ҉̭͓̳͖N̸̖̥͎̱̫̼̮̮̒!̛͍͓͕̜̤͐̀” Anti shouted at him.
“Sure you vill…” Henrik muttered as he put the end of the needle into a safe needle box.
Anti soon left the body, and turned into Jacksepticeye. Jack laid on the ground, unconscious for a while.
“I should take Yack to bed.” Henrik told the other egos. His accent naturally pronounced the J letter wrong, making it sound more like a Y than a J. This used to confuse the other egos. But now, they’re used to it.
Chase smiled and nodded. “Sounds good.” Chase said. Then, Chase turned to the person behind him. “And you did incredible, Marvin!” Chase reacted.
A large blanket was removed by the invisible person, revealing Marvin under the invisible blanket. “Why, thank you!” Marvin said, folding up the blanket.
Chase widened his eyes. “How in the world were you able to see through the blanket?! Did you do all that blind?” Chase asked.
Marvin shook his head, and unfolded the blanket. “Look:” Marvin told him, raising the blanket up for Chase to see through. And sure enough, Chase could easily see through the blanket, and onto the other side of the room.
“Huh…Cool!” Chase reacted.
Marvin folded up the blanket again and placed it on the floor. “Now to resume what I was doing.” Marvin said.
Chase smiled. “And what were you doing before you started tickling Anti?” Chase asked.
Marvin smirked and walked up to Chase. He grabbed Chase’s arm, lifted it up, and started tickling Chase’s hip.
Chase squealed and laughed loudly for a little while longer. Turns out, Marvin wasn’t even close to done tickling Chase…
Chase is feeling down and sad this Christmas. Thankfully though, he has Jamie to help him out.
This fanfic was suggested by Shannon. I'm sure you've seen her show up a few times on here. If you haven't, then go look through my archive. You'll likely find something. I hope you enjoy, Shannon!
Chase was feeling down. This christmas season had been downright depressing for Chase. So many changes, so many antidepressants that just didn’t work…It was horrible. Chase tried his best to stay away from alcohol, but there were times Chase would take a swig of whiskey to make the pain go away. Chase felt like Charlie Brown this year. Chase truly had the Christmas blues. This Christmas was not gonna be as cheerful as past years could be.
Chase thought back to the years that he spent with his kids on christmas. The excitement on their faces that came with knowing “Santa was here!” “Santa gave them gifts!”. It gave him a reason to live that year. But now those days are long gone. His ex-wife refuses to let him see his kids until he sobers up and pulls himself together. But…that’s easier said than done. Especially when you’re depressed.
Chase sighed and hid his face in his hands in shame. He has no more excuses. He’s failed his kids. He failed his wife too. He failed himself…He began to believe that the world would be better without him. That…it would be easier if he were dead. Forgotten. Thrown out like the piece of garbage that he was. Perhaps he would be less of a burden on his ex-wife and his kids. Perhaps they would be happier with him dying a good memory than to live long enough to witness your children seeing you like this. Nothing felt more tempting than ending his life right now. It gave him a sense of calm…something to look forward to.
Chase was quickly kicked out of his thoughts by a hand on his chest. Chase jumped and looked over to the person the hand belonged to. As it would turn out, that person revealed himself to be Jamie.
“Hi Jamie…” Chase greeted with a small, faked smile. But the moment Chase looked away, he dropped his smile and sighed.
Jamie waved his hand in front of Chase’s field of view, and started signing. ‘What’s wrong?’
Chase lowered Jamie’s hand and looked down. “I’m fine.” Chase said as he signed the words at the same time.
Jamie frowned and gently grabbed Chase’s chin. He moved his hand towards Chase’s cheek and gently turned the head towards himself. Chase looked into Jamie’s eyes for only a split second…before Chase pushed his hand away from his cheek.
Jamie stood in front of Chase’s field of view. ‘Please don’t lie to me.’ Jamie signed.
Chase lowered his eyebrows in slight anger. “Don’t tell me what to do.”
Jamie bit his lip and looked down, trying not to cry. ‘I know you miss them…’ Jamie signed.
Chase’s eyes softened as he struggled to stop the tears that left his eyes. He really did miss them. He missed them terribly. He missed them so much, he could die.
Jamie gently pulled Chase into a side hug. It didn’t take long for that side hug to turn into a full-on bear hug. Chase hugged Jamie back and slowly started to sob and cry into his arms. Jamie rubbed his back as he let the man cry. It was hard seeing Chase like this…seeing Chase so emotional. But, Jamie was usually the emotional one of the duo. So this change of pace was rare.
“I miss them so much…I don’t want them to know how much I’ve suffered.” Chase admitted.
Jamie rubbed his back calmly. ‘I know…’ He signed.
Chase looked at him. ‘Children know when you’re lying.’ Chase signed to his friend. “I’m broken.” Chase said.
Jamie rubbed his shoulder. ‘You’re not alone.’ He signed to him.
Chase tsked at that. “I’m not…I’m just one of billions of failed fathers in this world. What a fuckin’ achievement.” Chase spat.
Jamie shook his head. ‘Don’t say that.’ He signed. ‘Your kids understand you need help.’
Chase looked at Jamie.
‘One step at a time.’ Jamie signed slowly.
Chase looked down. ‘One step…at a time.’ He signed back.
Jamie looked at Chase with a smile on his hopeful little face. ‘Do you want someone to cheer you up?’ Jamie asked.
Chase tilted his head. “What do you mean?”
Jamie leaned in and signed the following with a smirk on his face:
‘I heard from a special someone…that laughter is the best medicine.’
Chase looked at Jamie with a confused face and stared at him. Then, he looked down at Jamie’s hands. Jamie’s hands were wiggling…almost as if he wanted to tickle someone.
Wait…
Chase quickly got up. “Nooooo…Don’t even think about it!” Chase warned.
Jamie giggled silently and took off running towards the man. Chase shrieked and ran the other way, sprinting as fast as possible from the evil, mon-verbal tickle monster. Chase would occasionally look behind him, to see how far or close he was. But each and everytime, Chase was yelp as he noticed Jamie signing the word ‘tickle’ over and over again.
“JAMIE! THINK OF WHAT YOU’RE DOING!” Chase yelled.
Chase looked behind him and gulped: Jamie was signing ‘No’ with his hand. Then, his hands switched back to ‘tickle tickle tickle’ all over again.
It didn't’ take long at all, for Chase to be captured by that evil tickle monster…and for the tickling to begin.
“AAAahahahahahaha! Jahahahahamihihihie!” Chase giggled as his armpits were being attacked.
Jamie drew a finger down his own cheek as a ‘so sad’ kinda sign, and resumed tickling his armpits.
“YOHOHOU’RE SOHOHO WEIHIHIHIRD!” Chase yelled.
Jamie gasped and placed a hand onto his own chest in genuine offense. How DARE he call him weird! SO RUDE!
Jamie moved his hands over to his sides and squeezed them. Then, Jamie started drawing letters on Chase’s belly.
Chase squealed and blushed heavily as his belly was quickly spidered all over.
“EEEHEHEHEHEHEHE! NAHAHAHAHAHA!” Chase laughed.
Jamie smiled and leaned forward to do something EXTRA evil:
“PPHHHBBBFFFBFBFBFBFBFBBBFFFBBFB!”
“YAAAAAAAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!” Chase screamed and cackled loudly.
Then, Jamie spelled something new while squeezing one of his sides:
M-E-R-R-Y
C-H-R-I-S-T-M-A-S
Chase giggled and pulled Jamie into a big bear hug. “Merry Christmas, ya goof!”
Jamie laughed silently and wiggled his mustache. Chase laughed at the mustache wiggle, and booped his nose.
Jamie gasped, covered his nose and made a fake scowl. ‘Roar’
Chase laughed and curled his fingers into a claw. “Rawr~”
Chase’s smile started to drop though…His sadness started to set in once again. The world started to hurt again. Jamie noticed this change of expression and grabbed his hand.
‘One step at a time.’ He signed.
Chase looked at him with his hurt frown and slowly got himself up. “Wanna watch a movie?”
Jamie nodded his head and grabbed the DVD’s from the cupboard. ‘What do you wanna watch?’
Chase grabbed a certain DVD with a certain elf on it. “How about this one?” Chase asked.
The movie went as planned. Buddy the Elf moved to New York, introduced himself to his Dad, covered the place in Christmas lights, and moved into their home. Then, Buddy tried to get his Dad to tuck him into bed. When he tried to, Buddy started tickling him and yelling “Tickle fight! Tickle fight! Tickle fight!”.
Jamie looked at Chase with an evil grin and started sneaking little squeezes into Chase’s side.
“Hehehehehey! Cohohome ohohon, mahahan!” Chase giggled.
‘Have some christmas cheer.’ Jamie signed.
Chase lightly tackled Jamie onto the couch and tickled his sides. “How about YOU have some Christmas spirit, huh?” Chase spoke.
Jamie snorted and covered his mouth as he shook in place.
“Kitchy kitchy koo, my ticklish tickle monster!” Chase teased.
Jamie’s face went red almost immediately. It was so unfair. But, it was still funny to him.
“Hey Jamie! Close your eyes.” Chase told him.
Jamie closed his eyes with a big grin on his face.
Chase leaned in…and…
“PHHBBFBFBFBBFBBFBFBFFFBBFBFBFB!”
Jamie’s face exploded with surprise as he threw his head back with silent laughter and cackles. Jamie was signing the word ‘stop’ while he laughed and wiggled around all over the place.
“Gotcha~” Chase teased.
Jamie pushed him off and tackled Chase down. Now Jamie was on top of Chase!
“You ready for a good ol’ fashioned tickle fight?”
Jamie smirked. ‘Bring it on.’
And the tickle fight was on! Jamie and Chase tickle fought each other for a long while. Though, it didn’t take long for Chase and Jamie to be laying on the ground, huffing and giggling their heads off.
And as for this fanfic...I relate to Chase a lot this christmas. I didn't have the best christmas this year. I felt down, and suicidal. But don't worry about me. I have lots of support and caring people in my life. Thank you for understanding.
The Egos are all dressed in costume! And are getting drunk and playing Mario Kart!
Jackie got out of his room with his mask on, and looked around the room. Everyone was dressed in costume. From Chase in an Iron Man costume, and Henrik in a Sherlock Holmes costume, to even Shawn in a Charlie Chaplin costume!
“Love the costumes, everyone!” Jackie reacted.
“No way! Spiderman?!” Chase reacted.
“Yup! In the flesh.” Jackie joked.
Chase looked at himself and smiled. “Guess who’s gonna be your Dad this Halloween?” Chase teased.
Jackie widened his eyes. “Oh my god I didn’t think of that!”
“Gimme a big hug there, buddy!” Chase declared, pulling him into a big hug.
Jamie came out with his costume on: A James Bond costume with a gun and hair flipped back, and everything! And to top it off: The James bond theme playing on Chase’s phone!
“YEEEAAAAH! Lookin’ good, James Bond! Ma Man!” Chase declared.
Jamie immediately cowered away and looked away with embarrassment. He wasn’t used to being called out like this.
“Now now, it’s alright. Come on, Jamie. It’s gonna be okay.” Chase told him.
Jamie bit his lip and looked at him. ‘But...I don’t talk.’ Jamie muttered.
“I know. But James Bond is about the action...not about the words.” Chase told him. “Plus, you rock the costume better than I could ever do.” Chase told him.
Jamie smiled a little and started to gain some courage again.
Jamie looked around and suddenly gasped and covered his mouth with a huge grin on his face. There, standing in the corner, was Shawn Flynn dressed as THEE CHARLIE CHAPLIN! Jamie sprinted to Shawn and started clapping his hands excitedly. ‘Charlie Chaplin!’ He placed his index finger and middle finger on his upper lip, and slid it down fancily down to the bottom right of himself.
“Ihihis...that Charlie Chaplin in sign language?” Shawn asked.
Jamie nodded and pointed to himself. ‘I LOVE your costume!’ Jamie signed. He placed his hands on his cheeks like Kevin did in Home alone, with a huge smile on his face. He looked like he could scream out of pure excitement!
“Wehehell, I got Jamie’s approval!” Shawn told him.
“I love it too! It’s so accurate!” Chase reacted.
“Outdated guy, but fun costume!” Jackie told him.
Marvin smiled as he presented his costume: A rendition of David Copperfield.
Jackie clapped his hands and hugged Marvin. “I love it!” Jackie told him.
“I do too! It suits you greatly!” Henrik told him.
“Thank you!” Marvin replied.
Lastly, there was Henrik in his Sherlock Holmes costume.
“A German Sherlock Holmes! Never thought I’d see the day.” Chase reacted.
“Very vitzig, Chase.” Henrik joked.
“Why thank you!” Chase replied.
Jamie started doing the Sherlock Holmes signature hand gesture. ‘I suspect...murder.’ Jamie signed.
“Fantastic!” Henrik ran to Jamie and started shaking him. “VHERE IS ZHE MURDER?!”
Chase, Marvin and Jackie all bursted out laughing. Shawn giggled and shook his head at the boy's shenanigans.
“Alright! Who wants drinks?”
[20 minutes later]
Jackie, Marvin, Shawn and Chase were playing video games while quite drunk.
“Damn you Peach! Get out of the way! Bowzer coming through!” Chase shouted.
“Hey! Fick dich!” Henrik shouted back.
“Fuck you back!” Chase fought.
“fick dich zurück- YEEEEEEHEHEEEESSSS!” Henrik shouted, cheering and throwing his arms up in the air. “BEAT ZHAT, BRODY!” Henrik yelled.
“Aw, come on!” Chase fought. “That was SO unfair!” Chase whined.
“Dein Arsch is unfair!” Henrik declared, speaking in both german and english.
“My ass is unfair now?” Chase reacted. “Alright. Talk to the hands!”
Chase leaned his hands closer to Henrik and started tickling his belly. “A tickletickletickletickletickle!”
Henrik screeched and bursted out laughing. “SCHEHEHEHEHEIßEHE!” Henrik laughed.
“Shit is right, my main man!” Chase reacted.
“STAHAHAHAP ZHAHAHAHAT!” Henrik ordered.
“Sorry Sherlock, but you need to be distracted for a while! And what a better way than tickling!” Chase declared.
“THIHIHIHIS IHIHIS STUHUHUHUPIHIHIHID!”
“Stupid?! THIS IS! SPARTAAAA!” Chase shouted before bursting out laughing on his own.
Henrik pushed Chase off him and started tickling him back. “Revenge is mine, Dear Vatson!”
“Oooooh! You’ll get us?! And vhen vill zhat be?” Henrik asked.
“NOHOHOW!” Chase reached up and tried tickling his armpits. But his armpits were just not ticklish.
“Hahaha...Good try, mein Freund.” Henrik said with a smile.
“........Uh oh…” Chase mumbled.
And that was the moment Chase truly knew, he was screwed. Henrik and Jamie continued to tickle him till he went completely red and exhausted from all the tickles. And Chase did get revenge...Just eventually.
Robbie and Chase have a tickle fight, and Robbie reveals something to Chase that worries him. So they head to Henrik for help. More tickles ensue.
Part of the "An Unexpected Roommate" series! Just a short.
Robbie was playing around with his stuffed dog, and wrapping it up in blankets. There were about 5 blankets wrapped around the stuffed dog, and a huge smile on the kid’s face. “Now you’re gonna be nice and warm.”
“Nice and warm to the point of overheating…” Chase teased.
Robbie turned around. “What?”
“The dog has lots of fur. I think he’s gonna be warm enough.” Chase told him.
“He’s fake.” He reminded him.
Chase giggled. “I know. I was joking.”
Robbie smiled and ran to Chase, giving him a big hug. “I love you.”
Chase smiled and hugged him back. “I love you too.”
Robbie soon started pecking his stomach, making Chase giggle. “Whahahat ahahare yohohohou dohohoihing?” Chase asked.
“Tickling you.” Robbie told him. “Kissy kissy kiss!” Robbie pecked his lips on Chase’s belly and abs, making Chase all giggly in the process.
“Not as cute as yours!” Chase picked up Robbie around his waist and lifted him up to his head. He held onto him in a safe way, and started blowing raspberries all over Robbie’s belly. “PFFFBBBFFFBBFFBFFBB!”
Robbie squealed and bursted out laughing. “CHAHAHAHAHASE! HAHAHAHAHAHAHA!”
“Yes ya little nut?”
“HEHEHEHEHEY!” Robbie kicked his feet up and down and wiggled around everywhere he could. But none of the wiggling could get him out of Chase’s grip.
“Hey? Hay is for horses!” Chase declared with a smile.
“IHIHIHIT TIHIHIHICKLHEHEHEHES!” Robbie laughed.
“Well duh! That’s why I’m doing the kissy kisses!” Chase continued to kiss his belly and sides.
“A kiss over here,” He kissed his belly button.
“A kiss over there,” He kissed his side.
“A kiss everywhere!” Chase kissed all over his abdomen and belly.
“WAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!” Robbie laughed hysterically, tapping Chase’s head as the kisses were planted onto his body.
Chase leaned forward and blew a raspberry this time! “Raspberry time!”
Robbie SCREECHED and squawked like a parrot as his belly was raspberried to oblivion. It felt like a cluster of ticklishness and giddiness had exploded out of Robbie’s chest! It was such a fun experience for him!
Robbie soon reached out, risking exposing his armpits, and tickled Chase’s neck in retaliation. Thankfully, Chase’s neck was quite ticklish and showed that was a big ol’ squeal! He curled his neck to the right, exposing his left side. On his left side, Robbie leaned up and tickled Chase’s neck and chin with kisses and tickles!
“Hehehehehehey! EHEhehehehehehe! Hohohold ohon kihihihid!” He giggled.
“Hold on? But you’re holding onto me! You can always drop me, you know.” Robbie told him.
Chase picked up Robbie. “We’re going to Dr. Schneeplestein. Now.” Chase ran to Dr. Schneeplestein’s room and knocked on the door.
Henrik opened the door and looked at Chase. He was tense...tense as anything! “Vhat’s zhe matter?”
“Robbie can’t feel his legs.” Chase told him.
Henrik widened his eyes and took Robbie. “Come here.”
Robbie hummed curiously and watched as Henrik grabbed a tapping hammer. Henrik tapped the knee to test the knee, and noticed it didn’t jump.
That’s strange…
Henrik tried again. Nothing.
“Oh no…” Henrik looked at Robbie. “How long have your legs been numb?” Henrik asked.
“For a while…” Robbie replied.
Henrik nodded and looked at Chase. “I may have to do some physical tests and look at his spine.” Henrik told him.
Chase nodded and watched them start.
Robbie started to giggle when he felt up the spine though. Robbie’s legs were completely numb, but the spine was intact.
“I see you have a ticklish back?” Henrik mentioned.
Robbie nodded. “Ihihi think so.”
Henrik gave the small of his back a tickle before he moved on, earning a giggle from the kid.
Henrik opened up a bag of cameras, and started putting it together. “I have a zheory: Your nerve might be pressed down somevhere in your pelvis. I’m afraid I’m gonna have to put a camera into your zhigh to see vhere exactly it is.” Henrik told him.
Robbie bit his lip and looked at Chase. Chase looked at Henrik. “Really? Another cut?”
“See now, I have zhis covered.” Henrik removed the stitching from a cut that was previously made. “Ve already have an open incision to vork vizh!” Henrik told him.
Robbie smiled at this. It was a proud kind of smile.
“And ve don’t need anesthetic, because his legs are already numb. However, ve can give him anesthetic if Robbie is not okay vizh watching.” Henrik told him.
Robbie looked at Henrik with a smolder face. “I can handle it.”
Chase smiled. Let’s see how long that confidence lasts…
[A Couple Hours later:]
The spot was restitched and some gauze was sticked onto the leg. “Zhere. How do you feel now?” Henrik asked.
“Ihihi feheheel pihihins and neehehehedles!” Robbie giggled. “Ihihihit feheheheels weihihihird.”
“You, Mr, are a very brave boy. You deserve some tickles and ice cream for zhat!” Henrik told him.
Chase smiled and picked him up. “You bet he does!” Chase started tickling his belly and sides, while giving Robbie tickly kisses on his neck at the same time.
“Well duh! That’s why you’re kinda dying right now! You’re getting all the tickle tickle tickle’s you desire!” Chase told him.
“Yahahahahahay!” Robbie declared.
Chase chuckled at that and flipped him around into a hug. With the small of his back exposed, Chase started tickling his back lightly with his fingers. “Kitchy kitchy kitchy kitchy koo!”
NOhOHOHOHO KIHIHITCHYHYHYHY’S!” Robbie laughed, wiggling around and kicking all over the place.
“Yes kitchy’s! All the kitchy’s!” Chase teased.
“NOHOHOHO!”
“Yeeesssss!”
Henrik giggled at the boys bickering during the tickle attack. “May I tickle him?” Henrik asked.
“YES!” Robbie replied excitedly.
“Alright! Here comes Henrik!” Chase declared, handing him to Henrik.
“How would you feel about kisses on zhe belly?” Henrik asked.
“Yes please!” Robbie replied eagerly.
“Alright!”
Henrik started tickling Robbie’s belly with ticklish kisses and pecks. “Mwah! Mwah mwah mwah mwah!”
“I know zhat. But zhis is now how I show my love! Mwah! Mwah! Mwah!” Henrik teased.
Robbie giggled and laughed through the whole thing. He was a happy little mess for a while after the weird procedure. As it would turn out, Robbie’s nerves were starting to get looser and were starting to get stuck in the bone, cutting them off overnight. The blood vessels were still intact. But the nerves were quite stuck in the bottom of the ball and socket joint. So, Henrik had to move it out of the way and glue it to the joint so it didn’t get stuck in the spot again.
Henrik and Chase also took Robbie to get ice cream at the local ice cream shop. Robbie’s favorite part about being at the ice cream parlor was seeing all the nerd socks and the nerdy items that only the geeks got.
The ice cream parlor was also a place you could get Pokémon toys, Harry Potter stuff, and even Sailor Moon and FNAF things! It was a cool little joint for both Chase AND Robbie.
Robbie ended up getting a waffle cone with Cookies and Cream in it, while Chase got Dutch Chocolate in a cup. Henrik got Black Cherry in a waffle cone, and got a spoon to eat off the top too.
The three boys ended up having one of the bestest days ever.
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Chapter 7: The Puppies First Grooming (DIY Version)
The 5 Jacksepticeye Egos decide to try grooming the growing dogs for the first time. This leads to more hard work than they expected, and some play time too.
This fanfic is for Shannon. I hope you enjoy more of the puppies! :)
Henrik walked out of his bedroom and widened his eyes. They had gotten so big! Where did the time go?!
“Oh good lord...You’re getting very big!” Henrik reacted.
The puppies turned right around and howled towards Henrik. Henrik laughed and knelt down, looking at the puppies. “Hello babies! More like teenagers now.” Henrik joked.
“Good morning Henrik!” Jackie greeted.
“Guten morgen!” Henrik greeted back. “Zhey’re huge now!” Henrik reacted.
“I know and SO FLUFFYYY!” Jackie was fluffing up their fur.
“Yeah...Zhey kinda need a hair cut…” Henrik told him.
“Do they though?” Jackie asked.
“Ja. Zhey do.” Henrik replied. “And zhat’s vhat ve’re gonna do today. Ve’re gonna vash, cut and groom zhe puppies.” Henrik decided.
“But that’s gonna be so much wooorrrrrrrrk.” Jackie whined.
Henrik chuckled and looked at him with a side grin. “Should’ve zhought of zhat vhen you brought home 7 puppies and a mama.” Henrik told him.
Jackie sighed and nodded. “True…”
“Oh! Ound I have a collar for Angel!” Henrik declared. He picked up his little Angel, placed the puppy onto the couch, and hooked up the magenta pink collar to the puppy. “Zhere. You are mine forever!” Henrik declared.
“Yay! Another doggy’s been claimed!” Jackie declared.
“Yeah! I hope Marble is enjoying zhe new family.” Henrik said.
“The kids did seem really excited!” Jackie told him.
As soon as Chase, Jamie and Marvin were up, Henrik and Jackie explained to the boys that they were gonna get the pets groomed. And they were gonna do it themself.
Jamie widened his eyes and let out a breath. His whole face basically said ‘this is gonna take forever’.
“I know…” Henrik muttered.
“Not even magic will be able to make this go any quicker.” Marvin told him.
“I know.” Henrik told him.
“This has been a great experience so far...but I did not sign up for grooming a litter of growing dogs.” Chase reacted.
“Okay okay, ve get it! So let’s get started!”
The boys started off with cleaning the dogs first. All 5 boys got their swim trunks and bare backs on, and started cleaning the dogs outside. Each of them had a bottle of shampoo, and were getting the dogs all lathered up. Chase shrieked as his dog shook some of the soap off, while Jamie spat and made throat noises as bits of dog soap ended up in his mouth.
Marvin groaned as the dog he was bathing, winded up rubbing her body all over the grass as she was lathered with soap. Marvin put the soap bottle down and grabbed the hose. “Good enough.”
The boys each took turns to clean the soap off the dogs with the hose, and a bucket of water. Marvin picked up cups of water, and sumped it onto the dog to let it run off the body. Meanwhile Jamie was doing it the easier way with the hose against the dog’s fur. As soon as Jamie was finished, he passed the hose to Henrik.
“SCHEIßE!” Someone shouted.
Chase turned to look at the source of the sound. But he knew exactly who it was. It was kinda obvious…
It was Henrik...With his trunks down to his knees...and the dog holding onto them, pulling them aggressively…
HOLY SHIT it was the best thing Chase had seen all month! Angel was literally pulling Henrik’s shorts down in an attempt to play with him! And Henrik was basically naked right in front of them!
“Sie mich nicht an! Don’t look at me!” Henrik reacted, covering up his sensitive areas with his hand. His face was so red...he looked like a strawberry.
Jamie was the first to burst out laughing and actually snort in response. Chase bursted out laughing right after, followed by Jackie and Marvin. Everyone was laughing at Henrik while he got his swim trunks out of Angel’s mouth. “Trottel…” Henrik muttered. “Let go!” Henrik ordered. “Verschwinde!” Henrik spat.
Angel immediately listened to Henrik and let go of his trunks. With the boys still laughing at him, Henrik growled and pulled his swim trunks back up onto his bottom.
With that hilarious moment out of the way, Chase returned to cleaning the shampoo off of his chosen puppy. While a couple of the puppies proved to despise the water, Chase’s puppy seemed to like it! He was panting, running for the water, and trying to eat the water that came from the hose. Chase giggled at this and splashed a bit of water onto his face. This made the dog shove his face into the grass and rub his back all over the wet grass. Chase was laughing as he watched. But his laughter quickly turned to surprise the moment the dog jumped and tackled Chase onto his back with its wet body.
“Ahahahaw, come on man! So much for being dry…” Chase reacted.
“You’re a naughty little guy, aren’t ya?” Marvin teased Chase’s dog. “Yeah you are! Such a mischievous little nut!” Marvin teased.
The dog started barking and wagging his tail faster than the wind. He looked ready to sprint a marathon.
“What? You wanna run? Or jump around?” Marvin asked.
Suddenly, the dog pounced onto Marvin next and knocked him right down to the ground! “Ohoho man! You’re stronger than I thought!” Marvin reacted.
“He’s like a quarterback!” Jackie reacted.
Hey, that’s not a bad idea” Chase reacted. “There just might be a name idea for you!” Chase reacted. “Maybe Rebel? For Dublin Rebels?” He asked. “Or...” Chase added.
Jamie ran to Chase and fingerspelled a word for him:
‘B-L-I-T-Z’
Chase looked at the dog and smiled. “That’s perfect! Couldn’t have come up with anything better.”
Jamis smiled proudly.
“Blitz. His name is Blitz.” Chase decided.
Marvin smiled and knelt down to pet Chase’s dog. “Blitz...It suits him!” Marvin told him.
“Never heard of a dog being named something from football before!” Jackie reacted.
“Well, Air Bud is already taken.” Chase mentioned. “And I wasn’t gonna steal their name for the heck of it.” Chase added.
“True…” Jackie mentioned. “Alright! So we have Matilda, Angel, Marble and Blitz!” Jackie declared. “Well, kinda Marble...He’s off living with a new family.” Jackie added.
“Now: Let’s get these guys cut.” Marvin declared.
Boy oh boy, was that a process! Most of the boys only used scissors, while Henrik went for the full shaving to tackle all the hair. “If I shave it, I will not need cut it for a vhile.”
“But she’s gonna look ugly if you do that.” Chase warned. “You don’t want people cringing at your dog, do you?” Chase asked.
A couple seconds later, Henrik grabbed the scissors. “Zhey’re better anyvay.” Henrik told them.
“I wonder who told you that…” Chase muttered with a smirk on his face.
The dog hair that came off the dogs was overwhelming. Chase considered grabbing a vacuum cleaner to use on his clothes, while Jameson was fluffing his choice dog every 5 minutes to get all the hair out. Both cut and uncut hair would fly out of the dog’s coat and into his face.
“I wonder if paying for a groomer would be cheaper and less messy than cutting them ourselves.” Jackie asked.
“Cheaper? Nein. Less messy? Ja.” Henrik replied.
“I didn’t ask you.” Jackie told him. “I asked everyone but you, because we all know what your answer would’ve been.” Jackie explained.
“Youch…My feelings…” Henrik muttered.
Soon, the cutting was finished and the dogs were done. Jackie used a bag of treats to get the dogs to follow him, while Chase and Henrik gathered a majority of the dog hair with the vacuum cleaner. “Who knew we’d be vacuuming grass?” Chase mentioned.
“Not me.” Henrik replied.
“It’s not far off from a carpet, actually. It just breaks a little easier.” Chase admitted.
“Ja.” Henrik replied.
Chase smiled as the dawn looked cleaner. “All done!” Chase declared.
“Now to-” Henrik had turned around and stared with wide eyes at the new mess that had been made.
“Uuuugh...Jackie! Vhy?!” Henrik asked.
“Because they need it!” Jackie reacted.
It turns out that Jackie had taken the time to brush the dog's fur. This created a brand new gigantic pile of dog hair.
Henrik growled while Chase sighed. “I don’t even know if the vacuum can handle much more dog hair…” Chase muttered.
“Ve could make anozher dog vizh all zhis dog hair.” Henrik told him.
“Maybe even summon a new golden retriever with this much hair.” Chase joked.
“Ja, basically.” Henrik replied.
Henrik and Chase took the time to further clean up the lawn with the dog hair. “I wonder...does dog hair turn into a type of fertilizer? Or does it just turn to dead skin that looks like ash?” Chase asked.
“How about ve DON’T zhink of zhat?” Henrik suggested.
“What’s wrong Henrik? Don’t like the idea of dust mites taking over the lawn?” Chase teased.
“Nein! Nein nein nein! Deesgusting!” Henrik reacted.
“Awww, the poor doctor is a germaphobe! He’d better watch out! Cause there’s one evil germ he CAN’T wash off with water~” Chase teased.
“Vell, zhere’s technically-” Henrik’s words were quickly interrupted by a squeal of his own. Chase had squeezed his sides, causing Henrik’s knees to buckle. “VAHAHAIT! NEIN! NOT KITZELN! NAAAH!”
Chase sat right down onto Henrik’s hips and skittered his fingers all over Henrik’s belly. “kitzeln kitzeln kitzeln kitzeln kitzeln kitzeln!” Chase said in almost perfect german.
Henrik shrieked at that and giggled like a little toddler. Chase’s german voice sounded a little too much like his Dad’s teases from when he was a kid. “bihihihitte hör ahahauf damihihihit aaaHAHAHAHAHA!” Henrik’s laughter doubled in severity the moment his armpits were attacked.
“Oooooh! Ticklish in the pitsies, huh?” Chase teased.
“NIHIHICHE MEINE FÜHÜHÜHÜßE!” Henrik begged. “BAHAHAHAHAHAHA! ES KITZELT SO SEHEHEHEHR!” Henrik laughed.
“Damn! I can’t even understand you right now! All I know in German are the words ‘Nein’, ‘Ja’, ‘halt’, and now ‘kitzelt’!” Chase reacted. “And those all mean ‘No’, ‘Ya’, ‘Stop’, and ‘Tickle’!” Chase reacted.
“Teheheheuflisch! TEUFLIHIHISCH!” Henrik yelled back.
“I wonder what that means...Maybe ‘bastard’? Or ‘enough’?” Chase asked.
“IHIHIT MEHEHEANS EHEHEVIHIL, YOHOHOU IHIHIDIOHOHOT!” Henrik yelled back.
“Ooooh! You called me evil in German?! How dare you!” Chase reacted.
“Evil?! Well if THAT’S the case:” Jackie got into his superhero costume in a snap, and quickly started tickling Chase.
Marvin ran to Blitz and put a treat into Chase’s pocket. “Hey blitz! Sick ‘em!” Marvin encouraged.
Blitz jumped at Chase and tackled the man down to the ground. “OHOHOHOW! Ohoho geheheez! OHOHO NOHOHO BAHAHAHAHAHA!” Chase bursted out laughing as Blitz started digging his snout into Chase’s hip. “BLIHIHITZ OHOHOFF!” Chase tried to tell him.
But the dog didn’t listen and just kept tickling as he dug for the treat. The dog made borking noises and dug its paws in to get the treat as well. But it was proving to be harder than he expected to get it out.
“HEHEHENRIHIHIK HEHEHELP!” Chase begged.
“Naaaaah! You’re fiiiiine! You’re getting zhe kitzeln! Kitzeln kitzeln kitzeln!” Henrik teased. “Ist Rache nicht süß?” Henrik joked.
“YOHOHOU BAHAHASTAHAHAHARD!” Chase yelled as he shoved his face into the grass. “IHIHIT TIHIHICKLEHEHES!”
“Entschuldigung, my irisch friend. I don’t quite understand you very vell.” Henrik complained teasingly. “Vhat does ‘tickle’ mean again?” Henrik joked.
“SHUHUT UHUHUP! HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!” Chase laughed and squealed.
“Rude! So rude!” Henrik reacted. Henrik walked up to the dog, and removed the treat from Chase’s pocket for him. “Zhere you go Blitz.” Henrik replied. “Poor Blitz, being deprived of zhe treats. Especially for being a good boy!” Henrik said in a baby voice. “Good doggy! Zhat’s a good doggy!” Henrik started petting Blitz more and fluffing his fur around.
The dog woofed proudly and tackled Henrik to the ground to give him endless licks on the chin. Henrik giggled at the ticklish kisses and took them. “Zhahahank yohohou Blihihitz!” Henrik said to him.
The dog did one last bark of a reply before licking his face again.
Chase smiled as he watched. Perhaps the crazy grooming idea was worth the precious time with the puppies.
Soon, the boys decided as a collective to call a groomer for their dogs’ next haircuts.
"GOTCHA!" the kid shouted, jumping onto Chase's shoulders.
Chase gasped in surprise, and placed his hand on his chest. "Oh no...You got meeee!" Chase wheezed dramatically, falling to his right side and taking Robbie with him to the couch cushions.
Robbie hit the soft couch with a high-pitched "Oof!" and crawled himself onto Chase's chest. Chase had to stop himself from laughing the moment he saw what Robbie was wearing: He was wearing a headband with a pair of fox ears on his head! Apparently, Henrik had convinced him that foxes are the coolest animals. So, with Jamie's sewing skills, Robbie had put together his own fox ears out of felt, and got them sewed onto a headband! And now, Robbie can't stop wearing them!
"I've got you! You are my food now!" Robbie declared, pointing his finger at him. In response, Chase jokingly chomped his mouth right in front of the tip of Robbie's pointing finger. Robbie squeaked and pulled his finger back in surprise! "That's it!" the kid exclaimed. Robbie shoved his mouth into Chase's neck, and started gently nibbling on Chase's neck while making 'Om nom' noises to tease him.
"Hehehehehey! Hahahahaha! Thahahat- Thahahat tihihihicklehes!" Chase giggled lightly, squirming around under the child.
Robbie removed his head from Chase's neck and looked at Chase with wide, starry eyes. "My prey is ticklish!" Robbie declared. He lifted his hand up and admired his nails. "Maybe I can put these paws to good use?" Robbie suggested, curling his hands up in front of his chest like a cat. Eager to use his hands, Robbie placed his fingernails into Chase's sides and wiggled his 'claws' on the sides of Chase's stomach.
Chase bucked and shook his head! "eeeEEEEEHEHEHEHEHEHEHE! ROHOHOHOBBIHIHIHIHIE!" Chase squealed, grabbing Robbie's wrists as he kicked his feet out in front of him.
"Wow! My meal is so loud! Maybe I should munch it down quickly." Robbie said, before removing his hands. Robbie lifted up Chase's shirt and took in a deep breath. Shoving his face into Chase's belly, Robbie blew a BIG raspberry into his tummy!
Immediately after the raspberry, Robbie had went back to his 'nom nom' nibbles and pretended to eat all the food within the squishy belly. "So much food in your belly! Yum yum yum!" Robbie teased.
"HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA! IHIHIT TIHIHIHICKLES! HEHEHEHEHEHEHAHAHAHAHA!" Chase yelled, frantically holding his arms against his chest.
Robbie lifted his head up. "Really? I had no idea! It was hard to tell over all your laughing." Robbie teased.
After another 5 minutes of tickling, Robbie stopped and removed his fox ears.
"Hey Robbie, could I try on the fox ears?" Chase asked.
Robbie giggled. "Sure!" Robbie replied.
Robbie placed the fox ears onto Chase's head, and smiled at the new look. Once the fox ears were fixed up, Chase put his loose fists up to his chest like a kitty and tilted his head to the side to look cute. "Am I kawaii?" Chase asked in a high-pitched voice, speaking all kawaii, anime-like.
Robbie giggled and laughed at the weird word. "So kaw-eye-ee!" Robbie replied, accidentally mispronouncing the Japanese word.
Chase let out a short giggle. "YES! Look out everyone! Here comes a cute motha-lovah!" Chase declared, bouncing his upper body and his 'paws' back and forth.
"YES! I love Mommies." Robbie replied, not entirely understanding the word. "Can I be a cute mother-lover too?" Robbie asked.
Chase removed the fox ears and placed them onto Robbie's head. "Of course!" Chase replied.
"YAAAY!" Robbie cheered, before taking off in a quick sprint around the couch. When he reached the front of the couch again, Robbie proudly yelled "STAND ASIDE FOR THE MOTHER LOVER FOX LORD!". Chase just bursted out laughing. "DOES YOUR CHILD HATE YOU BECAUSE YOU READ THEIR DIARY? NEVER FEAR! THE MOTHER LOVER FOX LORD IS- THERE'S A CAT!" Robbie shouted suddenly!
Chase sat himself up in surprise, and hopped himself right off the couch. Chase looked at the other side of the couch, and covered his mouth to suppress his laughter:
Robbie was running after a white cat with a blue color, and leaning over to try and pick it up! The cat, naturally terrified, was running away and jumping on every surface it could to get away. Chase sighed as he watched the cat jump on top of the fridge. Clearly irritated, the cat hissed at Robbie as a warning.
Chase walked up to the kid, tired but patient. "Robbie, let's not chase it. Chasing a cat like that scares it and gets it angry." Chase told him.
"Oh..." Robbie muttered, frowning to himself. Chase brought Robbie over to the back of the couch. "Stay here, and I'll get the cat for you, okay?" Chase told him.
"Okay." Robbie replied.
Chase walked himself up to the refrigerator and held his arms up. "Here kitty-kitty-kitty. Come here." Chase encouraged. The white cat jumped back and nervously curved its back. "It's okay. Robbie's new. He's a good kid, I promise. He just...needs to learn about a cat's behaviour." Chase told the cat, as if it would understand all it was being told. The cat slowly brought itself closer to Chase, and jumped down the refrigerator and into his arms. "There we go. See? It's gonna be alright. Look:" Chase reassured. Chase carried the cat slowly over to Robbie, and allowed the cat to inspect Robbie a little bit.
The cat smelled Robbie's body a little bit. It slowly brought its front paws out and felt Robbie's shoulder and hair. At one point, the cat snuck its wet, twitchy nose into Robbie's neck. Robbie giggled as he tried to keep his neck from curling. In a few seconds though, the cat removed its nose and began crawling itself out of Chase's grip. Slowly, the cat brought itself down onto Robbie's knees and walked its back legs down onto Robbie as well. Slowly, the cat sat in Robbie's lap, and smelled Robbie further.
"Hi kitty. I'm sorry for scaring you." Robbie said to it, giving the cat a couple pets on the neck and the ears.
"His name is Marvin." Chase told him.
"Marvin?" Robbie clarified.
"Yeah." Chase replied with a smile.
Robbie smiled and continued petting the cat. Marvin, getting used to Robbie, laid his belly on Robbie's lap. Robbie smiled and began giving Marvin little scritchie-scratchies on the bottom of the ears. Marvin began purring and curling into the touch happily. "He likes it!" Robbie told Chase.
"I can see that." Chase reacted.
Robbie continued to give the cat many scratches. "Good kitty. You're a very good kitty. Such a good boy." Robbie cooed softly. Chase covered his mouth in giddy excitement from all the cuteness of the two. They were so cute together!
Chase pulled out his phone and began taking pictures. The cat, noticing Chase from every picture angle, rolled his eyes.
Chase tilted his head and smiled. "What's wrong? Does someone not like taking pictures?" Chase asked, giving him the puppy eyes and the bottom lip.
Robbie giggled. Marvin looked up at Chase and shook his head. Robbie's eyes widened as he smiled widely. "He actually told you no!" Robbie reacted.
Chase nodded. "Yup, he can do that. He's a smart cat, you see." Chase told the child.
"How smart? Can he ring a bell when he's hungry?" Robbie asked. Chase nodded. "Can he play with string?" Robbie asked.
Chase nodded. "If he's in the mood to, yeah." Chase replied.
Robbie giggled and squealed as he felt the cat climb onto his shoulders. Chase laughed as well. "He also likes to be people's scarves." Chase added. Robbie giggled into his grey hand and resumed his scratching against Marvin's ears. Marvin laid his head on top of his paws, on Robbie's right shoulder.
Chase smiled and took another picture of the cute sight. "Hey Robbie." Chase said.
"Yeah?" Robbie whispered.
"Marvin is not some ordinary cat..." Chase hinted.
Robbie looked up at Chase with curious eyes. "Really?" Robbie reacted, with a glint of excitement in his eyes. "Is he a type of tiger?" Robbie asked. Chase shook his head. "Is he gay?" Robbie asked.
Chase giggled at the random question and shook his head. "Ironically, no." Chase replied. "He's a shapeshifter." Chase told him.
Robbie gasped and looked at the cat's head. Marvin's eyes were widened. "Really? What can he turn into?" Robbie asked. Chase smiled and picked up Marvin. As Marvin was lifted away from Robbie, Marvin gave Robbie a cat smile and a wink. Chase held Marvin in his arms for a few seconds, and pet him lightly with his entire hand rubbing Marvin's back. Marvin happily took the rubs and pets, and purred into Chase's soft touch.
"You ready Marvin?" Chase asked. Marvin looked up at Chase and gave him a happy 'Meow' in reply. "Okay." Chase said, before placing Marvin onto the ground. Marvin sat himself down and jumped up onto his hind legs. The moment Marvin was on his two back paws, Marvin began to glow and get bigger. Robbie watched with starry eyes as the glowing being morphed into the shape of an adult human being. Quickly, the glowing faded, and revealed a human male.
The male had a white cat mask on his head, a blue t-shirt, a black pair of pants and a black cape. The adult also had some facial hair, 4 symbols drawn onto the top of the mask (Normally seen in a deck of cards), and some green colored hair poking out of his white cat mask. Marvin had his hands up against his chest when he first appeared, and lowered one of the peach-colored hands down to his side. With the other hand, Marvin gave Robbie a kind wave.
"The cat is a MAN?!" Robbie asked in surprise.
Chase giggled at his funny question. He walked up to his friend. "Robbie, this is Marvin the Magnificent. He's a magician." Chase introduced.
Robbie gasped. "CAT MAN!" Robbie declared excitedly. "CHASE! IT'S A MAGIC CAT MAN!" Robbie shouted. Marvin's lips and eyebrows perked up at once, and lifted into an adoring kind of face that a man would give a tiny, whimpering puppy. Marvin had only known Robbie for a few minutes, but he already wanted to protect this tiny little bean of cuteness with his entire life!
"I know! He's a magic man who spends part of his time being a cat. Here's a little secret: when Marvin is being a cat, that means Marvin wants attention and love." Chase told him. Robbie tilted his head to the side and frowned.
"You don't have to be a cat to be loved. I can give you lots of hugs and cuddles when you're a big cat man!" Robbie declared. Marvin could feel tiny, loving tears showing up in his eyes. All Marvin wanted to do now, was to hug the kid and cover the kid in endless kitty kisses.
Marvin finally bursted out of his calm composure. "I can't! I can't, stay calm in front of him like this! He's too-" Marvin paused his phrase to squeal and clap his hands in giddy excitement. Then, Marvin knelt down to Robbie's height and opened his arms. "Come to Marvy, you adorable-" Marvin declared. Before the magician could finish what he was saying, Robbie had already sprinted right up to him! "-OOH!! My goodness!" Marvin jumped, not expecting the force of an 8 year old child to bash right into him.
Robbie giggled as he happily hugged Marvin and shoved his face into Marvin's shoulder. Marvin's eyes grew all wide and starry at the adorable fact he had just learned: "You're SO HUGGABLE!" Marvin declared, giving Robbie a light squeeze.
Robbie's giggles grew louder in volume as a big, wide smile spread on his face. "Again!" Robbie yelled.
"Again?! You want another squeeze?" Marvin asked in a childish, goofy voice. Robbie's laughter only got louder as he listened to Marvin's hilarious voice. He nodded back in reply. "Aaaalright!" Marvin said, before giving Robbie another tight squeeze to go with his hug. Robbie squealed, and rested his chin on Marvin's shoulder while he fell into childish, little kid cackles.
"And SO GIGGLY! I wonder..." Marvin thought out loud, before giving Robbie's belly a little squeeze. Robbie squealed and bursted into hysterical, childish laughter! Marvin gasped and turned the child so he could see him over the child's shoulder. "And TICKLISH!" Marvin declared. Marvin began cradling Robbie like a toddler against his right arm, and began tickling his belly with his left hand. "ticky-ticky-ticky-ticky-tickle! Aaa-ticky-ticky-ticky-ticky-tickle! Such a squishy boy with a squishy belly-welly in my grasp!" Marvin cooed. Robbie's giggles only increased from the teasing! "Awww! I could just hug you forever, and ever, and ever, and ever!" Marvin declared.
Amidst his giggling, Robbie finally spoke up. "NOHOHO! IHIHI HAHAHAVE TOHO PLAHAHAHAY!" Robbie said with a wide smile on his face.
"Play?! But who would want to play when you could cuddle?" Marvin asked.
Robbie knew that the man was teasing him and playing around. So, he went along with it! "MEHEHEHEHE!" Robbie replied.
"NOPE! No more play time for you! You committed yourself to this. Therefore: you are ALL MINE!" Marvin declared, giving Robbie another squeeze. Robbie squealed and fell into another silly giggle fit.
Then, Robbie felt the need to return the favor! "My turn!" Robbie declared.
Marvin giggled to himself as he readied himself for tickles in reply. But, Robbie gave him a big hug and a squeeze! "Oh! You mean squeezes?" Marvin asked.
"Yeah! Hugs and squeezes for Marvy!" Robbie yelled.
Marvin giggled in reply. "Alright. I suppose after squeezing the laughter out of you, I deserve some squeezes of my- whOA! OHO MY GOD!" Marvin replied, interrupting his own words as he experienced a tight squeeze from an abnormally strong child. "You're a lot stronger than I expected!" Marvin commented. Robbie giggled mischievously as he squeezed Marvin again. "WOW...I think SOMEONE'S been lifting weights!" Marvin reacted, squeezing the bicep muscles on the kid. "Dude! Chase, you have to feel these things! This boy's got SUPERMAN muscles!" Marvin exclaimed to Chase.
Robbie giggled and pulled away to look up at Marvin. "No I don't! I have strong Robbie muscles!" Robbie declared proudly.
Marvin giggled at the funny reply. "You sir, have super strength! And what would you use that super strength for?" Marvin asked.
Robbie thought for a moment, but gasped and pointed up when he got an idea. Marvin watched the kid as he walked up to him, and lightly pushed Marvin to the ground! Marvin made an 'OOF' sound, but giggled a bit as he hit his back on the ground. "I'd tickle people with my powers!" Marvin declared, before wiggling his fingers all over Marvin's sides, lower ribs and belly.
Marvin yelped in surprise. "AAAH! Wahahahait, whahahaHAHAHAHAT?!" Marvin yelled.
"Everyone is ticklish somewhere! That means, Robbie can beat everyone!" Robbie explained. "And, I can make them happy at the same time!" Robbie added.
Chase raised an eyebrow. "No way! If I help you, Robbie's gonna go for me next! I'm staying over here, thank you very much." Chase replied.
Marvin let out a whine in reply, and decided to try and fend for himself. "Cohohome hehehere, you ehehehevihihil chihihild!" Marvin said through his laughter as he reached and tickled Robbie back.
Robbie squealed and curled himself forward as laughter left his mouth. Continuing to tickle the boy, Robbie dropped to his knees with a wide, toothy grin on his face. With Robbie on his knees, Marvin spun Robbie around onto his back, and trapped him into a tickle hug against his chest. "HAHAHAHAHAHAHA! YOHOHOU GOHOHOHOT MEHEHEHE! UNCLE! UHUHUNCLEHEHE!" Robbie begged.
"Alright alright. I'll let you go." Marvin decided, letting him go and laying his hands beside him. But Robbie had spun himself around and lifted up Marvin's shirt! "What the- Robbie, let go of-" Marvin managed to get out.
Robbie blew him a loud, long raspberry right onto his belly! "GaaAAAAAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA! WHYHYHYHYHY AHAHARE YOHOHOHOU LIHIHIHIKE THIHIHIHIHIS?!" Marvin asked.
"Cause it's funny!" Robbie replied proudly, before looking at Chase for clarification.
Chase was smirking. "He's got a point." Chase added.
Marvin looked at Chase, with evil, mischievous intentions in his eyes. "Funny, you say?" Marvin asked evilly.
Chase noticed Marvin's change in expression, and slowly began backing up with his hands raised up in front of his chest. "Now Marvin, let's be serious for a moment...my actions were justified." Chase said nervously.
"Hmm...Maybe for you, but certainly not for me. And now...you're gonna regret it." Marvin told him, before lightly jumping onto him.
Marvin was squeezing the hallow part of Chase's hips. "You're sorry? Oh, isn't that a shame? I don't quite believe you." Marvin replied. Chase shrieked and laughed as one of his bad spots on his body, was tweaked and drilled into with both index fingers. Now THAT just wasn't FAIR! "If you were REALLY so sorry, you would've jumped up and actually saved me from that evil boy! But nOoOo! You had to keep yourself safe from getting tickled. So, now I'm going to make you regret that choice!" Marvin declared. Chase looked up for only a moment, and immediately regretted it:
Marvin had used his magic to make a makeup brush appear in front of him! Holding it in his hand confidently, Marvin waved it with a smug smirk. Chase nervously laughed to himself and slowly began scooting himself away. But, Marvin grabbed his ankle. "Nope." He said. "You ain't going anywhere..." Marvin warned. He pulled Chase back, and removed his sock. "Since you refuse to stay still, I'll have to go for your foot." Marvin told him. Holding his ankle still, Marvin dragged the makeup brush up and down the foot.
Chase squeaked and covered his mouth with a semi-loose fist. "NOOOOHOHOhohohohoooo! Mahahaharvihihihihihin!" Chase yelled. He helplessly squirmed and squeezed his left arm as a huge grin overtook his face.
"Please don't what? Please...don't stop? Very well. Your wish is my command." Marvin said back. "Robbie? Could you be a dear and hold his ankle down for me?" Marvin asked.
"Sure!" Robbie replies, laying on Chase's ankle with his chest.
Suddenly, Marvin dropped his makeup brush onto the ground and began to glow. His glowing body grew smaller and smaller as it morphed into an animal. When the glowing subsided, a white cat with a smug grin on his face eyed up Chase. With the ankle being held down by Robbie, Marvin could now effectively tickle his foot! Marvin started by licking Chase's inner arch.
Robbie giggled. "All's fair when it comes to tickles!" Robbie replied.
Strangely enough, Chase's foot didn't taste yucky to Marvin. It actually tasted nice! Which is ironic because...well...he's a man who sweats in his shoes. Then again, being a cat makes his taste buds a LOT weaker compared to a human's tongue. So, perhaps weaker taste buds helped him in that regard? Who knows!
Marvin began licking up the ball of Chase's foot. Chase yelped and fell into cackles! The thing was, a cat's tongue is like a naturally flexible wet brush. It had bumps on it that could be used to brush out its own fur, and clean itself. So a brush-like tongue was PERFECT for tickling!
And so was his nose! Amidst the licking, Marvin began smelling underneath the toes. Chase covered his mouth to muffle a loud, high-pitched squeal. "Wow! Your voice is really high for a man!" Robbie declared. That comment alone, made Chase giggle and snort. If Marvin were still human, Marvin probably would've laughed too. But, Marvin was too busy licking underneath his toes!
Chase threw his head back. "AAAAAAAAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA! NAHAHAHAT THEHEHERE! NAHAHAHAHAHAHAT THEHEHEHEHEHEHEHERE! HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA! EEHEHEHEHEHEHE!" Chase shouted, pounding his hands into the floor.
"That's a great spot, Marvin!" Robbie declared proudly.
While Chase was somewhat losing his mind over the tickling, Chase ended up accidentally lifting his bare foot up into the air! "WEEEEEEEE! HIGHER CHASE! HIGHER!" Robbie shouted. Chase lifted his head up, and just laughed at the silly stunt. Marvin the cat made a surprised meow sound, while Robbie was just giggling and hanging onto Chase's leg.
I guess Chase AND Marvin overestimated how heavy Robbie really was!
Robbie wrapped his legs around the leg, and picked up Marvin with his free hands! With Marvin safely in his arms, Robbie placed Marvin around his neck like a scarf and turned himself around to face Chase.
When he was ready, Robbie picked up Marvin a little aggressively and lightly threw him onto Chase's chest. Marvin landed onto his feet, right on top of Chase's chest! Chase let out a surprised "Oof!" sound, yet smiled when he realized it was just the 9 pound cat and not 45 pounds of Robbie. Next, Robbie swung himself upside down, and landed himself on his back onto the floor. Then, Robbie crawled himself over to Chase and laid himself onto Chase.
"You're so fun, Chase. I love living with you." Robbie complimented. Chase smiled and began petting Robbie's head. Marvin, happy but wanting to turn human again, walked himself off of Chase and laid himself onto his back. With no time to spare, Marvin's cat body began to glow and morph. In only a single short minute, a big man with a cat mask was now laying on his back, with his arms resting behind his head.
"Cat man is back!" Robbie said happily. Chase chuckled at the funny nickname and looked over at Marvin. Marvin looked back at chase, but quickly turned his focus onto a crawling Robbie who was now laying himself in between Marvin and Chase.
With Robbie now in between them, Marvin was able to see the child up close. Almost right away, he noticed something was off. "...Hey Robbie?" Marvin called calmly.
"Yeah?" Robbie said, turning his body towards Marvin.
Marvin brought his hand a little closer to the child's neck, but hesitated for a second. "Am I allowed to touch you?" Marvin asked.
Robbie nodded back, granting him permission.
Marvin began feeling Robbie's face carefully. It felt cold to the touch. "Do you feel cold?" Marvin asked.
"No, I don't." Robbie replied.
"Okay." Marvin muttered. Next, Marvin began poking the cheek to see if the skin where he poked would go a pinky-peach color. But, it didn't change colors at all. There was no color change on where he just poked. But, there was a bit of caving on the cheek that remained after being poked. It looked almost like Robbie didn't have very much cheek muscles to give it its full volume.
Marvin tilted his head curiously as he felt the other cheek with his other hand. Gently, Marvin started squishing both cheeks together. "What are you doing?" Robbie asked.
Marvin quickly removed his hands and retreated them. "Nothing. Just...questioning something." Marvin replied.
"What's your question?" Robbie asked.
"Why is it that your cheeks look plump and chubby, until I squish them? Why don't your cheeks puff back out and regain its original shape?" Marvin asked.
Robbie raised an eyebrow. "...What?" Robbie asked, very confused.
"Okay. I'll squiiiiish your cheeks..." Marvin said, squishing his cheeks with his fingers. "Aaaand let go...and look!" Marvin reacted, before making a mirror appear in his hand to show Robbie. "Your cheeks are not growing chubby again. They're permanently sunken in! To make things even weirder, I can see the imprints of my fingers on your cheeks. It's like...you don't have cheek muscles at all." Marvin explained.
Robbie's eyes widened as he brought his own fingers up to his own face. Robbie began feeling his empty cheeks, and gasped as he understood what Marvin was talking about: Robbie was losing the muscles and the fat in his cheeks! Robbie gasped nervously and sat himself up into a kneeling position to show Chase.
Upon seeing Robbie's face again, Chase's own face softened as he clearly noticed the cheek volume difference himself. "Can I feel your cheeks Chase?" Robbie asked. Chase took a few seconds to answer, but snapped himself back into reality to nod his head yes. Robbie began pushing down Chase's cheeks and admiring how soft his cheeks were. Although Chase's cheeks were much more stretched out than Robbie's, Robbie was still able to notice how his cheeks would change color and pop out upon removing pressure.
Chase, wanting to know the feeling himself, touched Robbie's cheeks and gently squished and moved them around. Robbie's cheeks reminded him of a grandparent! The cheeks were growing saggy and losing volume. Chase sighed as he realized what might've been happening.
"I...I think your cheeks are decaying." Chase told him.
Robbie looked at Chase with a hurt, sad face. "My cheeks are dying?" Robbie whined.
Chase nodded back with a pity smile on his face. Chase began playing with Robbie's hair. "You'd better get your grandfather impression down-pat because someone's cheeks are getting saggy and hollow." Chase said as a small joke. Robbie wasn't amused though. Chase noticed that. "Not the time for jokes?" Chase asked calmly. Robbie shrugged his shoulders. He wasn't sure what to think. He certainly didn't feel up for jokes, but he didn't want to feel sad either. He knew this was happening. He knew he was losing his body bit by bit. But...it still hurt.
"What's going on exactly? Cause so far, it sounds like Robbie has the start of Progeria or something." Marvin explained.
Chase attempted to think of a way to explain it to him without scaring the living hel-
"I'm a child zombie." Robbie explained in 4 words.
Marvin raised his eyebrows and chuckled. "Really?" Marvin clarified, not really believing it.
Chase's eyes widened as he realized what Robbie just outwardly told him. "Uuuuuuhhh...I was trying to help Marvin by NOT being blunt!" Chase told Robbie.
"But I'm fine." Robbie argued.
"You're fine...for a zombie." Chase corrected.
Marvin lifted an eyebrow, still confused as to what's really going on.
"My skin is grey. I have only 3 big boy teeth and the rest are baby teeth and lost tooth holes. I also have stitches!" Robbie told him, lifting his shirt up proudly to show off his stitched up skin.
Marvin's eyes widened. "These look new! Like, they look like fresh cuts, but...not fresh!" Marvin reacted.
Robbie began pointing at his cuts and began telling Marvin about how he got those cuts. Each cut seemed to have its own story behind it. One of them was caused by a sharp branch! One of them was from a triangle shaped ruler. There were stretch marks surrounding a bit cut that had broken open while he was hanging on some monkey bars. His pinky finger had a tiny cut from a piece of paper, that never healed. There was a slash across the outside of his thigh, that was caused from a screwdriver, that he got before turning into a zombie. It was partly healed over, but was still stitched shut by the kid just to be safe. Marvin just about lost his mind when he heard Robbie proudly pronounce, "I used Mommy's sewing talent to fix my skin!". Chase looked about as pale as a vampire. He looked like he was gonna vomit anytime soon.
By the time Robbie was done telling his scar stories, Marvin wasn't sure is he should be protecting this zombie child, or ending this zombie child's suffering. The good news was that Marvin believed him. But the bad news was: What was Marvin going to do?
Robbie looked up at him with puppy eyes, fearing he may be losing his life. But, Marvin pulled him into a protective, snug hug. "I will protect you and your scars from breaking apart. I will keep you safe from the zombie killers. I will love you, cuddle you, care for you, and be your safety cat man. I don't care that you can bite me and turn me into a zombie As long as your brain is still working as well as it is, I will keep you safe." Marvin told him rather quickly.
Chase dropped his jaw in surprise, but put on a toothy smile once it really sunk in: Marvin was going to help Chase keep the kid safe.
Robbie giggled and hugged Marvin back. "You don't need to keep me safe. I'm a big boy. I can keep myself safe." Robbie told him. Marvin giggled at his persistence. "But, I would like to have another friend." Robbie added.
Marvin gasped and clapped his hands rapidly. "I'd love to be your friend! I've always wanted a kid to play with!" Marvin replied.
"The best part about being a zombie, is I get to be a kid forever!" Robbie added. Marvin smiled and gave him a bear kiss. "Lucky bugger. I wish I could be a kid forever." Marvin told him.
Robbie crossed his arms with a smug look on his face. "Hey! You get to be a cat! You are a lucky bugger." Robbie declared.
Chase giggled and happily enjoyed watching the zombie child and the adult child fighting over who was 'the more lucky bugger' out of the two of them. The truth was, both of them were! Marvin was their part time roommate and their part time house cat, while Robbie was their full-time forever child! How much cooler can these people really get?
Robbie meets Dr. Schneeplestein: A doctor who has a stay-at-home medical room. Chase helps Dr. Schneeplestein figure out the mysteries behind Robbie.
Where did he come from? How did he die? How was he still alive? Will they ever know?How much of his body was he missing? How much was still intact? Will Robbie be able to grow up?
Chase was carrying Robbie on his shoulders. Robbie was holding onto his forehead, and checking out his yellow-sleeved arms. Chase had done the laundry the night before, and went to bed when the clothes were in the dryer. The next morning, Chase took out the child's one pair of underwear, and gave Robbie a new pair of light blue pants and a white shirt with yellow long sleeves. The child also had a black and white pair of socks on his feet. Robbie's hair had been combed, and pushed to the side a little bit. His hair was nicely parted with his bangs swerving to the left against his forehead, and the back of his hair was just patted down a little and left to be free. The child looked really cute, and all grown up at the same time!
"You ready to see the doctor?" Chase asked to the boy on his shoulders.
"Yes!" Robbie replied, still holding the stuffed golden retriever puppy in his arms. He had slept with it all night, and happily claimed it as his own for the time being! He even brought it to the table with him when he was eating! After that, Robbie proudly renamed the stuffed toy after his new favorite breakfast food: Bacon! Chase just loved it. He couldn't have thought of a better name!
"So, I will warn you: the doctor's name is extremely hard to pronounce. It took me a few times to get it myself." Chase warned.
"What is it?" Robbie asked, leaning his head to the side.
"Dr. Schneeplestein." Chase replied.
Robbie took a few moments to think about how he will pronounce it right. He decided to try it. "Dr. Shen-ep-sty?" Robbie attempted.
Chase giggled. "I'll give you an A+ for effort. It's a really hard name!" Chase reacted.
Robbie scratched his forehead as he attempted the name again. "Dr. Sheen-pleen?" Robbie attempted again. Chase just laughed as he listened. Robbie kept on trying. "Dr. Shin-a-teen? Dr. Sheep-lean? Dr...Sneep-steen?" Robbie asked over and over again. Chase just kept on laughing. Right now, Robbie was just giving him endless nickname opportunities! Though, he will admit: The last attempt sounded the closest to his name.
"You were close on that last one." Chase let him know.
"Really? What did I say?" Robbie asked.
"Dr. Sneep-steen." Chase replied.
"Okay...Dr. Sneep-talean? Dr. Cheap-la-seen?" Robbie kept trying.
"Getting a slight bit farther...but still close!" Chase encouraged.
"Dr...Dr. Nipple-shine?" Robbie asked.
Chase stopped mid-walk and just howled with laughter! "That was the BEST ONE YET!" Chase shouted amid his laughter. Even though the kid didn't really get it, Robbie started laughing along with him.
After a minute or so, Chase finally gained back control of his laughter. "Dohoctor Nipple shine...I'm so calling him that when we get inside." Chase told Robbie.
"What's so funny about Dr. Nipple-Shine?" Robbie asked. Chase just giggled. The poor child was so innocent! Has he never been faced with the horrors of dirty-minded primary schoolers before?
"Uuuuhuhuhuh...You'll understand it better when you're older." Chase explained.
Robbie tilted his head to the side like a curious puppy. What does that mean? When he's older?
Robbie immediately lost his train of thought when he walked into the room. The room looked like a traditional doctor's office with a bed, a couple chairs and medical equipment hanging everywhere. In the corner of the room was a desk, a chair, and a computer screen with an apple on the bottom!
Robbie gasped. "Can I play on the computer?" Robbie asked.
"Nope. That's Dr. Schneeplestein's computer. He uses that for work." Chase explained.
"Awww...I can't play on it while we wait?" Robbie asked.
"Nope." Chase replied.
Thankfully for Robbie, Dr. Nipple-shine didn't take long to arrive. Pretty soon, a man in a traditional white coat and glasses walked into the room.
"Hallo Chase! And...Who's zhis?" Henrik asked, walking up to the boy and kneeling down to his level.
"This is Robbie." Chase told him.
"Hi Dr. Nipple-shine!" Robbie greeted.
Henrik got back up and was about to continue, but immediately stumbled on his words when he heard the way the boy pronounced his name. Henrik raised his eyebrows and muffled a laugh. Chase, who was sitting right beside the boy, was snickering right beside him and failing to hide it.
"Uh- Chase!" Henrik yelled.
Chase removed his hand, slightly offended. "I- It was his idea!" Chase defended himself. "I was trying to tell him how to pronounce your name, and somehow he came up with Dr. Nipple-shine!" Chase further explained.
Henrik narrowed his eyes. Henrik believed it was too dirty-minded of a nickname to come up with as an 8 year old.
"Is that how you say your name? How do you say it?" Robbie asked.
Henrik sighed with a smile. "It's pronounced: 'Dr. Schneeplestein." Henrik explained.
Robbie just stared at Henrik blankly. Henrik lifted an eyebrow. What...Why isn't the boy talking? Is he confused? What's wrong?
"Can I just call you doctor?" Robbie asked, knowing full well he won't be able to pronounce it.
Henrik shrugged his shoulders and smiled. "Sure. Yust call me doctor." Henrik replied.
"Or Henrik! His name is Henrik." Chase explained.
Henrik looked over to Chase. "Oh yeah...Or zhat too." Henrik added.
Robbie nodded his head in understanding.
"So: Vhy are you two here?" Henrik asked.
Chase went into explaining the situation. "So, I found Robbie living downstairs in our basement. He was covered in dust, and laying in the dusty basement." Chase explained. Henrik's eyes widened. He looked to Robbie.
"How did you get zhere?" Henrik asked.
"I found it!" Robbie replied proudly.
"Zhere's no door! I've been down zhere many times! No door." Henrik repeated.
"There's a window..." Robbie mentioned.
Henrik lifted an eyebrow, and looked to Chase. Chase nodded his head. "Okay, that's true. There's a window that's covered by a heavy blanket." Chase explained.
Henrik sighed and rubbed his nose. "So, zhis is a checkup?" Henrik clarified.
"Well yeah, but I noticed something else about the kid..." Chase added.
Henrik nodded and signaled for him to go on. Chase picked up Robbie's arm, and lifted up the sleeves to reveal the stitches around his arm. "His entire body has gray skin and his whole body is covered in these stitches. I had the displeasure of seeing what they were for, when one of the stitching lines came loose." Chase explained, slightly growing nauseous from the memory alone.
Henrik walked up with his gloves on and began to feel his arm. He felt around the wrist first, and immediately felt something off... "Robbie, vas it? Can you please bend your wrist?" Henrik asked. Robbie nodded and bent his hand up and down. Henrik noticed how his bending was a little limited, for a boy his age. He took a mental note and moved on. "Okay. And side to side?" Henrik asked, still holding the wrist. Robbie tried to move the hand side to side on his own, but found that he barely could! That's new!
"I-I can't." Robbie reacted.
Henrik raised his eyebrows. Wow! He was missing muscles! But how?! He's just a child! "Vow! Try vaving to me." Henrik ordered.
Robbie grew puzzled. "You mean waving?" Robbie asked.
"Yes." Henrik replied.
Okay..." Robbie said as he waved his entire lower arm below the elbow.
Henrik noticed something about his waving. "Funny...Vhen you vave your arm, your vrist goes limp and flops around vizh zhe arm. But you can't move zhe wrist on your own...You're missing zhe muscles to do zhat action." Henrik explained. Henrik repeated the drill with Robbie's other arm. "It seems like you can move zhe left vrist side to side better zhan zhe right vrist." Henrik explained.
"Why do you talk like that?" Robbie asked.
Henrik listed his head. "Hm? Like vhat?" Henrik asked back.
"You say your 'th' sounds differently. And your 'w' sounds!" Robbie explained.
"Yes...I have un accent." Henrik explained.
"Accent?" Robbie asked, not sure what that was.
Chase cut in. "Accents are types of ways to speak. Everyone has an accent. Some accents are stronger than others, and some accents are similar to each other. For example: I have an accent." Chase explained.
Robbie's eyes widened. "Really?!" Robbie reacted.
"Yeah! I have an Irish accent. I am Irish." Chase explained. "I say the 'th' sound differently too. Especially for saying the number 3. For example: Tree hundred and tirty tree!" Chase explained, saying his 'th' sounds in the traditional 'silent H' way.
Robbie giggled as he began asking questions. "Irish? As in, Ireland?" Robbie asked. Then, it struck him! Robbie gasped in realization. "You're a leprechaun!" Robbie declared.
Henrik just chuckled at the statement. "Vell...Somevhat...He don't have red hair, but he's got zhe accent!" Henrik explained.
Chase sighed. "I'm not a leprechaun..." Chase muttered.
"You lived in the land of leprechauns, gold, clovers, and lucky charms!" Robbie declared.
Chase sighed and rubbed his forehead, while Henrik just giggled while he felt up the arm.
"Can you please remove your shirt?" Henrik asked. Robbie nodded and lifted up his arms. Then, Chase grabbed his sleeves and pulled the shirt right off him.
Henrik's eyes widened at the sight. More stitchings?! They were everywhere! Some of them didn't even go around his entire body! Some of his stitches were made just to keep things in place. Henrik just stepped a few steps back and admired the strange, but astonishing view.
"Your...vounds haven't healed...at all." Henrik noticed. No amount of skin had grown around it. The stitches had been cinched up tight enough to prevent blood from coming out. Wait...was there even blood in his body? Henrik walked back up to Robbie and very delicately with his gloved hands, began to touch the grey skin. Henrik touched his forehead, touched his slightly sunken-in cheeks, and touched his really long brown hair.
"What's wrong Doctor?" Robbie asked.
Henrik's face slowly began to morph into a sad frown, the more he examined him. Henrik easily discovered some other things he's never seen before. Robbie's nose had a slightly blue hue at the tip. Henrik also looked at his hands, and noticed that his hands were also a slight blue hue. Henrik removed Robbie's socks and looked at his feet. Apart from his feet being super cold like an icicle, Robbie's toes were also slightly blue.
Henrik decided to poke and pinch his toes to try and get any slight hint of life.
Robbie let in a quick breath and covered his mouth.
Henrik looked up. "Vhat's wrong? Am I hurting you?" Henrik asked.
Robbie shook his head and slowly removed his hand from his mouth.
Henrik continued pinching his toes, and even tried wiggling them to try and get some life back in the freezing little things. But concentrating was a little hard when Robbie was making slight titter noises...
Henrik looked up at Robbie and looked at Chase for clarification. Chase had a playful little smirk on his face! Henrik tried wiggling the pinky toe a bit to watch the reaction. Then, Henrik wiggled his index finger under the boy's baby toe.
"...Mmm-! Pfffhehehehe! Cahaharfuhul." Robbie muttered somewhat quietly, as to not distract the man.
"Fastinating..." Henrik said with a smile. "Your nerves seem to vork really vell despite your...state..." Henrik commented.
Robbie nodded his head. Chase cracked a wide smile and a giggle. "I could've told you that." Chase commented. Robbie started giggling too. "Yesterday the boy proudly told me where his tickle spots were. Although...he did fail to mention his feet were ticklish as well." Chase explained.
Henrik smirked and looked up at Robbie with a mischievous glint in his eyes. "Vell...I do need to test your nerves some vay..." Henrik mentioned, before scribbling his gloved fingers onto Robbie's feet.
"Uh oh! EEEhehehehehehehe! Dohohohoctohohohor!" Robbie giggled in his small, high-pitched kids voice.
"Yes? Vhat is it?" Henrik asked as he brought his fingers closer to his toes.
"Yohohuhuhuhu're tihihihicklihihihing mehehehe!" Robbie said through his giggles.
"Yes, indeed I am! It's un tickle test. I vant to test how ticklish you are!" Henrik explained playfully. Robbie let his upper body lightly fall, and just continued to giggle as he laid down on the doctor bed. "And I vant to test how vell your nerves vork. I'm a curious doctor, you know." Henrik added, being very playful with him. "Oh! And lets not forget: An endurance test! Ve can see how vell your lungs vork! And so far: Zhey vork really vell!" Henrik concluded.
Chase giggled. "I could've told you that as well! This child, is like the Road Runner with ADHD." Chase explained. Henrik let out a short laugh.
"Really?" Henrik reacted.
"Uh huh. This morning, Robbie was practically running circles around me! I couldn't catch up!" Chase explained.
"Interesting..." Henrik commented. Henrik let go of Robbie's feet and moved up. "Vhere else are you ticklish?" Henrik asked.
Robbie beamed up. "My tummy, my belly button, my sides, and my armpits." Robbie replied.
"Vell! Ve've got multiple spots to choose from!" Henrik commented, before going for his belly first.
Robbie squealed and bursted into giggles. "EEEEEP! Hehehehehehahahahahaha!" Robbie giggled.
"vell hello zhere, ticklish leetle belly button!" Henrik greeted, poking Robbie's belly button with his finger.
"Nohohoho behehehelly buhuhuhuttohohon!" Robbie said through his giggles.
"But YES belly button! Zhe belly button is zhe PERFECT button for zhe tickling!" Henrik reacted.
"Oh, belly button is not very tickly. You're not even laughing loud yet!" Henrik argued back. Henrik brought his fingers up to Robbie's ribs. Robbie let out little giggles, but not very much. Henrik nodded in understanding and tried the armpits.
Henrik gasped. "Zhere ve go! Zhere's zhe loud laughter! Such a ticklish boy you are!" Henrik teased.
"Talking like Yoda, you are." Chase teased towards the doctor.
Henrik rolled his eyes with a smile. "Har-dee-har-har..." Henrik muttered.
Chase changed his voice into a yoda grunt-like voice. "Be happy, you must. Very ticklish, you must be!" Chase teased.
"Do you vant to go next?" Henrik asked, growing quickly annoyed by Chase's teasing.
"Very angry, you are. An angry German, you are becoming." Chase teased further.
Henrik looked up at Chase. "Halt die Klappe!" Henrik yelled at Chase.
Robbie's laughter increased as Henrik dove deeper into his armpit. "HAHAhahaHAHAHAHA!" Robbie laughed.
Chase's eyes widened as a giddy smile spread across his face. "Damn! Someone's turning into Beethoven!" Chase teased, mentioning the German, angry musician as a tease.
"For your information, Beethoven vas a romantic man vizh an obvious ear for zhe musical arts! I take zhat as a compliment." Henrik said with a smile.
"IHIHIHI CAHAHAHAN'T BREHEHEHEHEAHAHATHE!" Robbie yelled in the middle of their arguing.
Henrik gasped in surprise and removed his fingers. "Apologies, Robbie. I vent a little overboard." Henrik muttered. Robbie took in breathes of air and curled in as he continued to let out leftover giggles.
"Well, I guess I know which ticklish spots to go to when you being a little more evil than usual." Chase commented, looking at Robbie confidently. Robbie giggled and smiled widely as he kicked his feet in the air.
"No need for zhe tiny feet to be kicking!" Henrik warned with a smile.
Robbie attempted, and successfully gained better control of his feet. When Robbie gained better composure of himself, Henrik continued the examination.
"I want to check your heart. Vould I be allowed to?" Henrik asked as he lifted the stethoscope off his neck.
Robbie nodded. Henrik fitted the stethoscope pieces into his ears and grabbed onto the metal handle. He placed the flat metal piece on the other side, onto Robbie's chest to feel his heart beat.
Henrik quickly frowned when he realized something very unusual: He couldn't feel a heart beat! He couldn't even hear any signs of a heart in his chest! Henrik checked around the chest, doing all he can to listen for some kind of heart pulses. But...nothing. There was no heart beat. Henrik slowly removed he stethoscope end from the child's chest.
"O...kay. I'm gonna listen to zhe lungs." Henrik explained, before placing the metal piece onto Robbie's back. "Breath in..." Henrik ordered. Robbie did as he was told and breathed in as much as he could. "...and breath out." Henrik ordered. Robbie let out all his air. "Breath in..." Henrik ordered. Robbie did as he was told. "...And breath out." Henrik ordered again. Robbie listened and followed the orders.
Henrik was able to hear Robbie's breathing. But...it felt off...It didn't feel like a normal pair of lungs. It felt like...a rusty pair of lungs you'd hear from an elder...It was strange and almost scary.
"...Chase take a listen to zhis." Henrik suggested. Henrik removed the stethoscope from his ears and cleaned off the ear pieces before handing it to Chase. Chase put the stethoscope into his ears, and placed the metal piece onto Robbie's back. "Breath in..." Henrik ordered. Robbie breathed in as much as he could. "...And, breath out." Henrik ordered. Robbie breathed out. Chase listened closely and quickly found out what was the matter. His lungs were worn out! They sounded like they were overworked to the point of exhaustion! But how?! He's only around 8 years old! How could he have dying lungs?!
-Wait...zombie thing...his lungs could be already dead.
"Did you hear?" Henrik asked.
"Uh huh...It doesn't sound good." Chase said.
Robbie looked up at them. "What's wrong?" Robbie asked.
"Your lungs sound similar to an elder's lungs. You, Robbie, have old man lungs." Henrik explained.
"Old man lungs?" Robbie clarified, tilting his head.
Henrik grabbed a medical book and proceeded to explain what happens to your respiratory system as it ages. He explained how the ribcage bones get thinner, how the diaphragm gets thinner, how your lung tissue slowly stops working, and how the lungs air sacs begin to lose their shape. This can cause Robbie's breathing to get worse overtime.
"But vhat I don't understand, is vhy your organs are aging and zhe rest of you is not. Vhy?!" Henrik told him.
Chase looked at Henrik and looked at Robbie. He narrowed his eyes as he began to think...
"I wonder..." Chase said, before walking up to Robbie. "Lift your arms up please." Chase ordered Robbie. Robbie did as he was told, and lifted them up. Then, Chase felt around.
"I know, I know...Just hang tight." Chase told him.
Chase, through the jumpy lungs, managed to carefully feel between the ribs and check that his rib muscles and ligaments were in the right place.
"Ihihihit's hahahahard! Ihihihit's gehehehetihihing hahahahard!" Robbie said, slowly dropping his arms as he struggled to keep them up.
"You're doing great buddy! Just keep those arms up and out of the way." Chase encouraged.
Finally, with a little patience and quite a bit more tickling, Chase discovered something else. Chase backed up and looked at Henrik.
"Feel the muscles around his ribs." Chase ordered. Henrik walked up and felt around.
Robbie gasped. "EEEEEEHEHEHAHahahahahaha! Eeeeehehehehe! Ihihi cahan dohoho ihihihit! Ihihi cahahan dohohoho ihihihit!" Robbie said through his giggles and laughter.
"Great job Robbie! You're doing awesome!" Chase cheered. "Now: Do the muscles seem a bit spotty to you?" Chase asked.
"Spotty? As in...missing from zhe rib cage?" Henrik clarified. Chase nodded and brought the medical book closer.
Chase began to guide Henrik's hands around, to feel for the muscle holes hidden in the rib cage.
"HAHAHAHA! NAHAHAHAT BOHOHOHOTH OHOHOF YOHOHOHOU!" Robbie shouted, kicking his feet and dropping his arms as a slight bit of his sanity began to leave him.
"Robbie! Keep your arms up. Here: Would you like me to help?" Chase asked.
Chase nodded and lightly began to pull Robbie's arms up. Henrik resumed with his examination, allowing room for the child to squirm and giggle as he felt around.
Chase smiled. Henrik was doing really well with Robbie. Robbie warmed up to him quite quickly as well! Chase was so thankful for that.
"You're doing vell! Almost done." Henrik told Robbie.
"Ohohohokahahahay..." Robbie replied.
As they looked, Henrik learned that most of his organs seem to be in really good condition for a kid in his state.
"Are you able to eat food normally?" Henrik asked.
"Yeah. I had bacon and eggs this morning!" Robbie replied.
"Yeah, he did." Chase confirmed.
"Sounds good. Vhat vas your favorite part? Zhe bacon?" Henrik asked.
Robbie giggled and nodded. "Yess! I even named my doggy Bacon! He loves bacon! It's his favorite food! It's my favorite food too." Robbie told him.
Henrik happily listened to Robbie ramble on and on about his dog, Bacon for a bit. It was really cute, honestly. Despite being somewhat dead-looking, Robbie's imagination never failed to amaze him.
After a couple more seconds, Henrik finished off his physical examination. Henrik laid Robbie down onto the table, and pulled out his Ultrasound computer and the gel. Using the gel on the ultrasound transducer, Henrik looked at Robbie's organs to try and get a better look at his organs. He wanted to make sure Robbie's organs were still together, and not dead or anything.
While he looked around in his belly, Henrik noticed something: "Vhat-...You've had un appendectomy." Henrik observed, seeing that his appendix had been surgically removed and sewn up.
"What does that mean?" Robbie asked.
"Zhat means a bunch of doctors put you to sleep, cut you open and cut zhe appendix right out of you. Zhe appendix is a worm-looking zhing at zhe side of your intestines." Henrik explained. "Do you remember getting put to sleep by a mask?" Henrik asked.
Robbie thought for a moment and gasped when he remembered something! "Oh yeah! I remember that! I got really sick one day and I went to the doctor's. A few doctors came in and made me go to sleep. Later, I woke up with Mommy and Daddy sitting at my bed. I have a scar from it right here." Robbie told Henrik, before pointing at the slightly lifted piece of scar on his belly.
"I see zhat..." Henrik reacted.
"Mommy used to draw on my scar with her finger and make little jokes about it before I went to bed. It was very tickly." Robbie told Henrik.
"Your mozher sounds like un nice person." Henrik told him with a smile.
"Yeah, she was. We even used to have poke wars when I was bored!" Robbie explained, before giving Henrik a bunch of pokes to his sides, chest and arms.
"AaaAHH! CAhaharfuHUHUL! Zhahat TIHIHIhickles! AAAH! NEIN! Nein. not nohoHOHOW! Hahaha!" Henrik said, quickly falling into giggles as a few really bad spots were poked aimlessly.
Robbie gasped. "Chase! Dr. Nipple Shine is ticklish!" Robbie declared happily, before wiggling his fingers wherever he could reach. Chase giggled at the silly scene that had just abrupted right in front of him. Chase knew Robbie would begin to get some ideas. He just didn't expect to do it in the middle of a test!
"RohobbihIHIHIE! CUHUHUT IHIHIT OHOHOHOUT! NOHOHO TIHIHIHIHICKLIHIHIhihing!" Henrik begged, curling up and walking backwards to get away from the tiny fingers.
Chase decided to take charge as well. "Okay Robbie, let's tone it down." Chase told him as he reached and squeezed his shoulder. "You'll have lots of time for that afterwards." Chase told him, much to Henrik's dismay.
Robbie nodded and kept his arms down beside him. As Henrik brought himself over to the boy however, it didn't take long for Robbie to start giving Henrik little tickles again. Henrik let out another yelp and backed up, letting a few giggles leave his lungs. It would appear that Robbie just couldn't keep his itchy tickle fingers away from him. Whether that's a good thing or a bad thing, no one could determine.
Henrik giggled nervously. "I can't tell if I can trust you now! I can't trust that you'll stop yourself from tickling me!" Henrik commented through a few nervous giggles.
Chase lifted an eyebrow and giggled as well. "Is it really that bad?" Chase asked.
"Yes! Vell-...no, but..." Henrik replied.
"I won't tickle you. I promise." Robbie told him, before lying on his back with his hands behind his lower back. Henrik, slowly and nervously, walked himself up to Robbie. When he felt safe enough in the boy's space, Henrik resumed with the ultrasound. Interestingly enough, Henrik had found that a few of Robbie's organs had started decomposing. Certain muscles in his body, like his chest and ab muscles, had started slowly decaying.
"Hey Robbie? Have you ever noticed your ab muscles getting weaker?" Henrik asked.
Robbie thought for a moment. "...Not really, no." Robbie replied.
"I'm gonna lay you down, and I vant you to sit up for me." Henrik explained as he laid Robbie down. Henrik kept his transducer on his abs, as Robbie attempted to sit him up. But, like Henrik predicted, it was very difficult for him.
"I understand. Zhanks for trying zhough." Henrik encouraged him. "Zhe reason vhy you can't sit up on your own anymore, is because some of your chest muscles are decaying. Your abs-" Henrik gave Robbie's ab muscles a poke. Robbie giggled and clutched his abdomen. "-are slowly dying and turning to ash. Therefore: you're losing zhe muscles and ligaments to move properly." Henrik explained.
Chase covered his mouth as his theory was confirmed right then and there. "Oh my god...So, Robbie is turning into a zombie?" Chase clarified.
Henrik froze upon the last word that left Chase's mouth. Henrik thought about it and realized: yes! That's the answer! It explained everything! Henrik slowly removed the transducer from Robbie's abdomen and looked up at Chase.
".......Yeah...I guess so..." Henrik replied, slowly looking back at Robbie.
Chase began to feel a emotional urge in his throat. An urge to cry. If this is true, and Robbie really IS a zombie...that means Robbie has already died, and is already decomposing.
Henrik thought the exact same thing. But, he didn't have time to further think about it. The last place he wanted to check, was Robbie's heart. Was his heart even beating? Henrik moved his transducer onto the heart and looked at it. It...was beating, but just barely. It was making little jolting reactions. It looked...almost dead...But amazingly, Robbie was still living!
"What's a zombie?" Robbie asked.
There was that dreaded question. Henrik slowly lifted the transducer and looked up at Robbie with a guilty expression on his face. What was he gonna tell the child?! 'Guess what kid! You died, and you're currently decomposing into ash! Anything you bite, will become zombified! Hallelujah, a movie monster has come true!'. There is NO WAY Robbie's gonna take that well!
"I...I don't know how to explain it." Henrik started.
Chase, wanting to get it done and over with, put on a brave face. "Robbie...You are a super rare kind of human. You are a human that can beat death multiple times and still keep on living. So long as no one goes for your brain, you can survive anything." Chase explained, somewhat romanticizing the idea of being a zombie.
Henrik looked at Chase in awe, and...a feeling similar to pride! Chase was doing it! He was really explaining to Robbie that he was a zombie!
Henrik decided to add to it. "Well...yeah! That's basically true. But at the same time...you're also sacrificing certain body parts to keep on living." Henrik explained.
Robbie tilted his head, growing more and more curious.
Chase walked up to Robbie and grabbed his hand. "You were able to pull your entire hand off with no issues. No average human, can do that without losing a lot of blood and dying. But at the same time..." Chase explained as he lifted up Robbie's sleeve to reveal his stitching job. "...Your hand can't stay onto your arm anymore without the stitching. You need the stitching on your wrist, to stop your hand from falling off and getting lost somewhere. The need to stitch your hand back on, is a small sacrifice to pay for you to be alive right now." Chase told him.
"I know zhis is so confusing right now. I get it. But, as you get older in the mind, you vill understand vhat you can and can't do." Henrik told him.
Robbie nodded his head in somewhat understanding.
"Here:" Chase said, picking up Robbie and carrying him in his arms. "Your body may not be able to age, but that is okay. You know why?" Chase explained. Robbie shook his head. "Because being a kid is a lot more fun than being an adult. Trust me. Being a child, is a carefree lifestyle!" Chase explained.
Robbie smiled as he looked over to Henrik. "Okay." Robbie said.
"Plus, being a kid forever means you're gonna be getting lots of tickle fights for a long time!" Chase explained, giving Robbie tickles and squeezes on his sides and ribs. Robbie curled in and hung his head as he bursted into childish giggles and laughter. "And I know someone, who absolutely adores it!" Chase added, giving Robbie's chin a little tickle.
Robbie giggled more as he lightly pushed away Chase's hand with his own tiny hands. "Is it you?" Robbie asked before wiggling his fingers all over Chase's neck.
"EEeehehehehe! Ihihi mehehehean, yohohou're nahahat wrohohong..." Chase said through giggles as he tried to stop himself from squishing his fingers.
"Is it Dr. Nipple Shine?" Robbie asked before reaching his right hand over to Henrik's neck and giving it a few tickles.
"Aaah! Rahahabbihihihie! Myhyhy nahahame ihihihis nahahahat Dohoctohohor Nihihipple shihihine!" Henrik argued, scrunching up his neck as he walked away.
"It is now! And Dr. Nipple Shine is in need of some revenge tickles!" Chase declared, lifting up Robbie by his armpits and placing him onto Henrik's shoulders and middle, piggyback style. Amazingly, Robbie wrapped his arms and legs around Henrik like a small sloth, and began tickling him on his belly and his belly button!
"HEHEhehehehey! Dohohon't yohohou dahahahare! Ihihihi'm gohohohonna fahahahahall!" Henrik yelled, attempting to keep himself upright.
Chase walked up to Henrik. "You're not gonna fall." Chase reassured him, wrapping his arms around Henrik's upper ribs and clawing at his upper ribs. "I'm gonna hold you up and tickle you as well!" Chase replied.
Henrik squealed and quickly started squirming and giggling. "CHAHAHAHAHASE! RAHAHAHAHABBIHIHIHIHIE! NAHAHAHAHAHAHOHOHOHOHOHO!" Henrik reacted, resting his head on Chase's shoulder as he laughed.
Robbie held onto Henrik's middle with his right hand, while he tickled Henrik's neck with his dominant right hand.
"Eeeeehehehehehe! Nohohoho neheheheck!" Henrik commanded as best he could though his giggles.
"I like tickling your neck! Your giggling is my favorite thing to hear!" Robbie told him.
Chase giggled himself as he continued to dig into Henrik's upper ribs. The kid wasn't wrong. Chase has always enjoyed Henrik's giggles. But, he rarely ever got to tickle him without risking the doctor getting injured! And even if that wasn't an issue, Chase would never be able to get away with no revenge tickles. And boy, was Henrik an aggressive ler!
This time though, Henrik did the tickling first! So, Robbie was allowed to tickle him with no repercussions! As for Chase however...he didn't quite know. But, that didn't matter. This was worth it.
What mattered now, was Chase AND Robbie's love for Henrik's giggles and laughter!
"Vhat? You vere asking for it zhe moment you started helping zhe child!" Henrik teased.
Darn it! Henrik's trying to get revenge on him now!
"Uh oh! No! No tickle backs! Bad Doctor!" Robbie told him, being somewhat bossy to him. Robbie placed his fingers into Henrik's armpits and tickled Henrik into bringing his arms away from Chase.
"AAAAH! NEHEHEHEHEIHIHIN! NEHEHEIN NEIN NEHEHEHEHEIN! ROHOHOHOBIHIHIHIE HAHAHAHALT!" Henrik pleaded, clamping his arms shut as he squirmed back and forth helplessly.
"Yeah! Noho revenge tickles, you cheater!" Chase teased as he went for Henrik's hips. Henrik threw his head back and began switching between cackling and laughing! He couldn't stop worth his life! The two boys were being very evil and unfair to him! So, Henrik finally considered mercy options.
Chase stopped his hands for a moment. "What was that?" Chase asked.
Even though Robbie was still tickling his armpits, Henrik was still able to get his words out. "Hahahabe Gnahade mihihihit mihihir...Have mehehercy ohohon mehehe..." Henrik explained.
"Ooooooooh..." Chase replied. "I get it now." Chase reacted.
"What did he say?" Robbie asked, not fully getting it.
"He said 'give me mercy. Please stop tickling me." Chase explained.
"Okay." Robbie replied and jumped off Henrik's back. Chase grabbed under Henrik's armpits, and kept him from falling.
"...*huff* D-Danke...*huff*" Henrik said.
"No problem." Chase replied.
"So...how do- *huff* you feel about *huff* *huff* being...*huff*...a zombie?" Henrik asked.
Robbie thought about it for a few minutes. When he decided his answer, he looked up at the two adults with a smile. "I like it." Robbie told them. "I like being a zombie. I can be a kid forever! I can start a new life! And the best part?" Robbie explained. Chase leaned in curiously. Henrik smiled and crossed his arms.
Robbie lifted himself up onto his tiptoes and gave Chase a kiss on the cheek. "I got to meet you and Dr. Nipple Shine." Robbie told him.
Chase covered his mouth with his hands and began to tear up. "Awwww! Come here, you!" Chase reacted happily, picking the boy up and giving him a great big hug. "You come here too!" Chase said to Henrik as he pulled him into the hug. "And of course, Bacon, get over here too." Chase added, hugging everyone (including the stuffed dog) in one great big group hug. Robbie laid himself comfortably onto Chase's chest. Henrik hugged Chase right back, trapping Robbie into a sandwich.
"Zombie sandvich!" Henrik declared.
Chase bursted out laughing and hugged Henrik a little closer. "Zombie sandwich!" Chase repeated, loving the idea.
Robbie also gasped and hugged his dog stuffy. "Zombie bacon sandwich!" Robbie added, holding Bacon in his arms.
Chase and Henrik just laughed at Bacon's inclusion into the sandwich. "True! You can't have a sandvich vizhout zhe bacon!" Henrik added. Chase giggled as he held the child. Chase had felt quite nervous about how Robbie would react to being a zombie. But, Chase soon figured that the way he explained it seemed to help Robbie handle it better. So, Chase mentally congratulated himself as he held his new family member close to him.
