#switch!jj

Recently, Jamie investigated a fact about himself that he was sorta familiar with: he’s really quiet. Now, Jamie was well aware of how quiet he is. But what he didn’t know, was that he could scare people with his quiet nature.

There have been moments where Jamie is capable of walking into a room, staying quiet, and waiting for someone to realize and freak out.

He remembered one time a couple months ago, when Jamie was walking into Dr. Schneeplestein’s office. He remembered Schneeplestein being focused on his doctor notes, when Jamie simply touched his shoulder. Schneeplestein let out the loudest squeal he had ever seen, before shouting “VÖGELN” right after. Jamie had bursted out laughing at the reaction, and wounded up forgetting what he wanted him for!

Another moment occurred, when he was grabbing a snack from the fridge. Chase was leaning on the island, looking at his phone as Jamie opened up the fridge door. Just from the sound alone, Chase gasped, dropped his phone and hissed the word “Jesus” before laughing in embarrassment. Jamie signed the word ‘sorry’ over and over again, and even though Chase forgave him and laughed it off, he still felt slightly bad.

One of the best reactions, was when he had walked up to ask Marvin something. He had been just sitting on a chair, watching TV. He was surprised that he hadn’t seen Jamie coming from the TV. One simple hand on the shoulder, sent Marvin flying! He jumped right off the chair, and yelled a mixture of giggles, mumbles and curse words. The only words that could be understood properly, were the words Jackie let out right after: “WHAT THE FUCK REACTION WAS THAT?!”.

The truth was, there was another fact no one really knew about Jamie: the dapper boy really liked hearing people’s laughs. So, Jamie’s ability to scare people, also made laughs come out of the reactions. So, Jamie decided to take advantage of this talent. Every time he would try to get someone’s attention, he would tickle them to get some laughter out as well. So, Jamie waited for the perfect day...

One day, it came! From the moment he woke up, Jamie knew: he wanted to tickle some people. So, he set off around the house, looking for his first victim.

The first person he had found, was Marvin in the living room. Jamie senses the magician would be here, as this was his favourite spot to hang out. He was currently reading a biography on what looked to be Harry Houdini upon first glance. So, Jamie snuck up behind his chair, and...

Squeezed his stomach on both sides!

Marvin let out a squeal. “EEEEEK! NOHOHO! MYHY BOHOHOHOOK!” Marvin shouted through a newfound laughing fit. Jamie didn’t remove his hands, but instead worked themselves up to the sides of his bony ribs. As soon as the first row of ribs was felt, they were pushed and scratched with a pair of curious fingers. “WHOHOHO’S TIHIHIHIHICKLIHIHING MEHEHEHEHE?!” Marvin shouted, before running forward right off of the chair and onto the floor.

After letting the 5 second giggle fit pass, Marvin looked up and noticed who it was!

“JJ...I should’ve known...” Marvin muttered.

‘Surprise!’ Jamie signed.

“Yeah, yeah, yeah, surprise and whatever...why?” Marvin asked.

‘Your laugh is cute.’ Jamie replied, signing the word ‘cute’ by placing the index finger and middle finger on his chin, and pulling his two fingers down into his hand, like a loose fist.

Marvin froze for a moment, unable to take the compliment at first. In an attempted reply, Marvin could only whine and cower in embarrassment. Though, he could only cower for so long, because Jamie had soon ran over, uncurled the magician and started tickling him further.

“GAHA! Hahahaha! Jahahahamie! Cohohohome ohohohon!” Marvin said through his giddy laughter. To help with the attack, Jamie took Marvin’s magic wand, and pulled the white lid off the top. Suddenly, a bunch of feathers popped out! This was supposed to happen, since the wand was designed that way. Jamie had decided to take advantage of this design choice, and wiggle it in the air for Marvin to see.

Marvin whined. “W-ait! Ple-please...not that...” Marvin begged.

Jamie tilted his head to the side, like a confused puppy. Instead of asking the question ‘why’, Jamie started shaking it lightly in front of him, to check for a cat toy bell. Hilariously, there was one! Jamie giggled at a thought that went through his head, before deciding to try it. He tried teasing Marvin with the wand above his head, treating it like a cat toy.

“Dude, I’m not a cat-“ Marvin said, before falling into a curious trance. His eyes dilated bigger, as he stared intently at the feather toy. When Jamie moved it left and right, Marvin would follow it wherever it went. When Jamie shook it above him, Marvin would giggle with a toothy smile. When the feather was brought up and down, Marvin would follow it up and down as well. And, Jamie even booped Marvin’s nose with it! Marvin in response to the nose boop, ended up going cross-eyed to see his nose. This made Jamie laugh.

‘You’re a little kitty!’ Jamie reacted.

“No I’m not.” Marvin replied, obviously lying.

Jamie nodded. ‘Yes you are.’ Jamie told him.

“No I’m not.” Marvin repeated.

Jamie shook the wand. ‘You really are.’ Jamie reminded him.

“Am not- Hehehehey! EEEEK! Stahahahap thahahahat!” Marvin tried to argue, before bursting into more laughter. Jamie had managed to catch him in his argument by wiggling his fingers on his belly.

“Aww! Does the little kitty want a belly rub?” Jamie asked, pulling out his dialogue slides to tease him further.

“Whahahahat?! Ihihi’m nahahat aha kihihihitty!” Marvin argued through his giggles.

Jamie narrowed his eyes and smirked, before giving his mask a couple pokes.

‘Cat mask.’ Jamie signed, before grabbing and shaking the feather wand in front of his face again. Jamie pointed to the feather wand, and pointed at the cat mask. ‘Cat.’ Jamie concluded.

Marvin, utterly embarrassed that Jamie was calling him out on his cat-like antics, started looking away from him. Jamie, feeling slightly bad, tapped him on the shoulder, and grabbed his face lightly to get him to look at him.

‘You are cute.’ Jamie started with a smile. Marvin let a slight smile appear on his face as well. ‘Cute is good.’ Jamie told him, fluffing his hair before getting off of him. After helping Marvin back into his feet and picking up his book for him, Jamie walked away and looked around for his next victim.

After a bit of walking, Jamie soon found his upcoming victim: Jackieboy Man. Jackie was currently practicing climbing in the climbing corner, set up on the top floor of the house. The climbing corner consisted of different types of monkey bars, surrounded by nets and mats to save a person if they fall. Jamie hid behind a patted pole, and watched as Jackie climbed from one side of the room to the other, using ropes onto monkey bars! It was very impressive to watch.

Soon, Jamie’s opportunity arose when Jackie had grabbed a red, spinning, wheel bar. Jackie was currently spinning on it with his back (unknowingly) towards Jamie. The dapper boy let a smirk grow into his lips as he jumped out of his hiding spot, before taking off in a quick sprint. He sprinted as quietly, yet as swiftly as he could. With Jackie’s body getting closer with every step, Jamie took a risky leap and got ready to tackle the superhero down from behind.

Suddenly, Jackie felt a load of...someone hit him from behind! Completely unexpecting it, Jackie let go of the wheel bar and allowed himself to fall onto the mat. Despite not expecting the fall, Jackie still landed onto the mat, in the classic superhero landing. Jamie managed to land safely as well, but no landing could truly prove its elegance like Jackie’s did. Despite that though, Jamie grabbed his feet in one arm, and start untying the shoelaces.

“HEY! Who the hell do you think you are?!” Jackie yelled, attempting to kick and wiggle his feet out of the person’s grip. It didn’t take long for his shoes to come falling onto the mat. Soon, Jackie’s yelling was replacing itself with giggles, while his kicking was turning into squirming.

“Let go of me! Lehehe-AAHAHA! NOHOHO! Dahahahamn ihihihit!” Jackie yelled through his laughter. It didn’t take long for Jackie’s mat to be assaulted with his fists as he laughed and attempted to pull his feet away. But, Jamie wasn’t letting go. He knew how much strength Jackie was capable of, so he wanted to see how much he can weaken the man with tickles alone. So, he paused his fingers, placed his hand out and let his appearing magic do its thing. Suddenly, a cloud of dust filled his hand. Once the dust had faded, Jamie smirked at the item in his hand.

A tripod-shaped mini massager.

Jamie just knew that this was gonna tickle like hell! So, he clicked the button on the top and let it vibrate.

“OOOOOH GOD, WHAT IS THAT?!” Jackie shouted, utterly terrified to find out. Fortunately, Jackie was find out a lot sooner than he thought. Not even a second later, Jamie placed the vibrating massager onto his feet. “AaaAAAAAH! DOOOOHOHOHOHOHON’T!” Jackie shouted. Jamie’s smile grew wider as he moved the massager towards his heels. “PLEHEHEHEHEHEASE DOHOHOHOHOHON’T!” Jackie shouted further. After a bit more time spent at his heels, Jamie moved the massager up up up, to his toes! “EEEEEEEEEEEHEHEHEHEHEHEHE! NOOOOHOHOHOHOHOHOHAHAHAHAHAHA!” Jackie shouted, completely controlled by his own ticklish laughter.

To top it all off, Jamie decided to bring one of the massager legs onto the big toe, and drag it down to the baby toe. When it reached the baby toe, he would drag it back up to the big toe, and start again. It was like he was playing the 5 piano keys C, up to G and right back down to C again. It was this action, that caused Jackie’s laughter to go silent. Jamie took this as a sign to stop. He turned off the massager and placed it aside, before laying himself down beside Jackie, to reveal himself.

“Hmm, it was you...you’re lucky I’m exhausted, because otherwise I’d be pounding you right now.” Jackie told him, laying down. Jamie gave him a crooked smile, and sat back up to walk away.

Now, he was onto his next target. He knew just where to go, to find him: the studio. Shawn was always hanging out there. He was always painting things and doing crafts in there. Jamie opened up the door as quietly as he could, and managed to get in without getting his attention. Then, Jamie slowly and quietly, started walking up to Shawn, in his chair and surrounded by his desk of supplies. When he got up as close as possible, he very quietly peered over his shoulder, and noticed him painting. Not wanting to mess up his painting, he decided to wait a bit till he took a break.

2 minutes passed

5 minutes passed

Soon, 10 minutes past. Finally, Shawn placed his brush into the water cup to soak, and laid back in his chair to take a break. He stretched his arms out, before resting his head on his hands. It was here, that Jamie decided to strike. He slowly reached his hands around the sides of the chair, and...gripped his sides.

“AAAAAAH! WHO-“ Shawn yelled, before turning his body around to see who was behind his chair. Shawn’s eyes locked with Jamie’s. It was only for a few moments. Then, Jamie gave Shawn a toothy smile, before wrapping his hands around Shawn and spidering his belly. “HEY! Nahahahaha! Jahahahahamihihihie!” Shawn said through his brand new giggles. Jamie’s toothy smile widened, as his ears absorbed the laughter and processed it excitedly. Shawn rarely laughs, so this was a rare treat!

Suddenly, before Jamie could stop it, Shawn pushed himself back, and made both the chair and his body come crashing onto the floor. The chair, surprisingly, didn’t break! And unsurprisingly, Shawn didn’t either. For Jamie, this was just a grand opportunity to cover him in more tickles! So, he did just that!

“Whyhyhy ahahahare yohohou tihihihihicklihihing mehehehehe?!” Shawn asked.

Jamie stopped his fingers for a minute, so he could answer him. ‘Your laugh is cute! I want to hear more!’ Jamie signed, before resuming his spidery tickle attack.

“Nohohohoho ihihihihihit’s nahahahat! Yohohohour lahahaugh Ihihis cuhuhuhuter!” Shawn argued.

Jamie froze. What did that man just say?

‘You...think my mute laugh is cute?’ Jamie clarified, unable to believe such a thing.

“Uh, ya! It’s so adorable!” Shawn reassured.

‘But-‘ Jamie signed, staring into space as he struggled to process such a thing. ‘...I don’t have a laugh.’ Jamie reminded him.

“Mmm...maybe not, but...you do have reactions. And those, are much more adorable than any laughter your voice could ever create.” Shawn replied. Jamie could feel his cheeks glowing a light red. It didn’t take very long for Jamie’s hands to come up and cover his mouth. In pure embarrassment, Jamie decided to give his hands something to do. He removed his hands from his mouth, and started squeezing and wiggling his fingers all over Shawn’s belly.

“Hehehehey! Juhuhust behehecahahause yohohou’re embahaharrassed, dohoesn’t mehehean yohohou get toho tihihihickle mehehe!” Shawn argued through some more laughter.

Jamie rolled his eyes with a smile, and stopped his tickling to continue signing. ‘I have the best visual reactions! But you! You have the best auditory reactions!’ Jamie declared, before continuing to tickle and squeeze.

“Nohohohoho Ihihihi dohohoho-AAAHAHAHAHA! NAHAHAT THEHEHEHERE! JAHAHAMIHIHIE NOOHOHO!” Shawn suddenly shouted amidst his protests. Jamie gave Shawn a little smirk as he began digging his fingers, specifically his thumbs, into the artist’s hips. Shawn’s giggles had turned into howling laughter, and his subtle squirming had become super frantic! He practically became a human-sized wiggle worm!

Jamie grew wide-eyed before hopping onto his friend. He didn’t quite expect the man to be such a squirmer! So, he steadied himself on Shawn’s waist, and started to squeeze one hip with his right hand, while squeezing his left side with his left hand.

“STAHAHAHAHAP! IHIHIHIHIHIT’S TOHOHOHOHOHOO MUHUHUHUHUCH!” Shawn shouted, attempting but failing to curl in on himself.

“Vhat’s vizh all zhe noise??” Someone said through the open door. Shawn paused his hands, and turned around. He recognized the accent. Sure enough, it was Henrik.

‘I’m tickling Shawn.’ Jamie explained. Henrik chuckled and scratched his forehead.

‘Vhy?’ Henrik asked both amused yet confused at the same time.

Jamie pointed at Shawn. ‘His laugh is cute! Therefore:’ Jamie said. Immediately after signing the last word, Jamie shoved his fingers back into Shawn’s hip and side, and started digging and squeezing once again. Shawn abrupted into even more laughter!

“NAAAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA! MYHYHY LAHAHAHAUGH IS NAHAHAHAT CUHUHUHUTE!” Shawn argued through his laughter.

Jamie nodded his head, and looked towards Henrik for agreement.

“Oh my god...I mean, he’s not wrong. Your laugh is cute.” Henrik told him with a smile of his own. Jamie pointed at him in thankfulness. He agreed with him! His laughter IS cute! However, Henrik didn’t stay for long. He soon decided to walk away from the doorway and head back to his room.

Jamie lowered his arm and shrugged his shoulders, before changing hand positions. His left hand was now digging into Shawn’s left hip, and his right hand was now squeezing Shawn’s side.

“HAHAHAHAHAHAHA! JAHAHAHAHAMIHIHIHIHIE! IHIHI CAHAHAHAHAN’T BREHEHEHEHEHEATH!” Shawn warned him.

Jamie could tell he was growing tired, so he stopped his fingers and hopped off the man.

“Heheheheh...th-thahahank yohohou...thank yohohohou...” Shawn said through some leftover giggles. Jamie smiled, and took the time to push Shawn’s messy bangs back in place. Then, Jamie walked away to move onto his next victim.

Jamie walked down the hall, looking at the door he was gonna open up. By now, the original idea of scaring everyone, was thrown out the window, and now this was just tickle attacks all around the house. Jamie opened the door to the Doctor’s room and looked to the left towards Henrik at his desk. He gave him a short wave.

“Hallo Jamie. Done tickling Shawn?” Henrik asked.

Jamie nodded.

“Great. I’m guessing it is my turn?” Henrik asked in a monotone voice, turning his head to Jamie. Henrik immediately noticed Jamie’s growing smirk, and started growing nervous.

“V-Vait a minute...I vas yust kidding! Ha ha funny Yokes?” Henrik asked, attempting to be cool and collected. But, Jamie was walking closer and closer to him. This drove him into panic mode. “Vait-VAIT!” Henrik begged, attempting to make up an excuse before it was too late.

Unfortunately for Henrik, it was already too late. Jamie had grabbed his reached-out arm with two hands, and pulled him into his arms.

“YAMIE! NEI-HIHIHIHAHAHAHAHAHAHA! NEHEHEHEHEHEIN!” Henrik yelled, bursting into hysterical laughter. Jamie began clawing and digging his fingers into Henrik’s ribs, and the spaces in between the ribs. “LEHEHET MEHEHE GOHOHOHOHOHO! IHIHIHIT TIHIHIHICKLES!” Henrik commanded.

However, Jamie was stubborn. He has refused to let go until he has heard a large amount of laughter from the man. Henrik was always so stressed. So, some laughter could definitely do him some good!

“ZHIHIHIHIS IHIHIS NUHUHUHUHUTS!” Henrik shouted further. Jamie tolled his eyes and shook his head with a smirk on his face. He paused his fingers for a moment and thought up a speech slide with dialogue on it. Then, he made it appear in his hand, before handing it to Henrik.

“‘This isn’t nuts. This is amusing’- Ey! Fuck you and your fuckin’ cards!” Henrik yelled, growing annoyed by Jamie’s antics.

Jamie let out a gasp. Jamie’s jaw dropped, and his eyes had narrowed to make a dramatic offended face. In reaction to such language, Jamie grabbed Henrik’s arms and lifted them above his head.

In one swift move, Jamie used his magic to tie Henrik’s hands together above his head. Next, he brought Henrik’s arms above Jamie’s head, and around his neck. Now, Henrik was stuck with his hands extended behind Jamie’s neck! And; arms in place and armpits exposed, Jamie skittered his fingers all over Henrik’s armpits.

“YYYAAAAHAHAHAHAHAHA! HALT! HAHAHAHALT! EHEHES KIHIHIHITZELT!” Henrik begged as much as he could through his laughter. His movements were somewhat restricted because of the position he was in. But, it didn’t stop the poor, ticklish doctor from squirming and wiggling as much as he could. “BIHIHITTE HÖHÖHÖR AHAHAHAUF! ICH FLEHE DIHIHIHICH AHAHAHAN!” Henrik yelled, reverting back to his native language.

Jamie’s eyes widened. That was A LOT more German than he actually knew! But thankfully, a translating dialogue slide managed to help him out:

‘Stop! Stop! It tickles! Please stop! I’m begging you!’

Jamie nodded in understanding, before moving back to the previous spot. Now, Jamie wanted to try the top, middle and bottom of Henrik’s ribs. Jamie moved down to the first couple ribs on the bottom, and clawed a couple fingers into it. “BAAHAHAHAHAHAHA! VAHAHAHAHAIT!” Henrik shouted, reverting back to Jamie’s English language. Jamie soiled at this. Strange how Henrik will go from one language to the other. It was kinda cute, actually.

Next, Jamie moved his hands up to the middle of the rib cage, and squeezed them. Henrik let out a loud high pitched squeal, before giggling in that same high pitch. After that amazing reaction, Jamie reverted back to the clawing strategy, applying it to the middle ribs.

“EEEEEHEHEHEHEHEHEHAHAHAHA! ZUHUHU KIHIHITZLIHIHIHIG!” Henrik shouted, reverting back to German.

‘Too tickly!’ The dialogue slide read.

Jamie practically squealed at the adorable reaction! It was like he was tickling an adorable man-child!

To end things off, Jamie shoved his hands back into Henrik’s armpits for one more tickle.

“EEEEHEHEHEHEHE! IHIHICH BRAHAHAHAUCHE EHEINE PAHAHAHAHAUSE!” Henrik shouted one last time, staying in German.

‘I need a break!’ The dialogue slide translated.

Jamie nodded in understanding and stopping his fingers. He allowed Henrik to breath in as much air as he could, before pulling Henrik’s arms over his head and undoing the rope. Though, Jamie should’ve gotten ready for the fall, because almost immediately, Henrik’s exhausted body completely collapsed onto the ground.

Surprisingly, Henrik didn’t react in pain. He...bursted into more giggles! Was some of the giggles in his lungs blasted out from the sudden fall? Or was Henrik growing loopy from all the dopamine going through his head? Jamie couldn’t tell you.

Either way, Jamie scooped up the giggly man bridal style, and started heading down the hall to take him to his room. But, halfway through the walk, Henrik started leaning his head against Jamie’s arm and cozying himself into Jamie. Jamie let a little quiet chuckle leave his mouth.

“Mmmm...so comfyyyyyy.” Henrik mumbled in a baby voice. Jamie smiles genuinely, and turned the corner into Henrik’s room. There, Jamie slowly placed the man down onto the bed and tucked him in under the covers. But right as Jamie was tucking in the other side, Henrik decided to pull a Buddy Elf move and start a revengeful tickle fight right there.

Jamie squealed and curled away, as Henrik jumped out of his blanket and started tickling Jamie on the bed. Jamie only laughed, kicked and occasionally attempted to wiggle himself away. But, there was no escaping that doctor.

To make matters worse, Marvin and Shawn had followed Henrik’s laughter and finally found the pair in Henrik’s room. Noticing that Henrik was getting revenge on Jamie, they decided to join too! Shawn hopped up onto Jamie’s hips and started squeezing his sides, while Marvin came up to his ears and started lightly scratching the back of his ears.

By now, Jamie was squirming absolutely everywhere! He couldn’t get away from any of them! If he tried, he would be pulled back in and tickled again! And the crazy part? Soon, Jackie had found them and joined them. He ended up seeing if Jamie’s feet were ticklish. Sure enough, his toes were really bad!

Robbie laid in Chase’s bed, staring at Chase’s sleeping body. The nightmares had been keeping him awake again, leading to Robbie being unable to sleep for any longer than 4 hours. Robbie hugged bacon harder as he silently cried onto the pillow. His nose had started to get filled with tears, and were starting to make him wiggle his nose and sniff. Feeling the need to blow his nose, Robbie sat up and scooted himself towards the end of the bed. Hopping off the bed with his stuffed dog in hand, Robbie walked towards the door, gently turned the knob and headed out of the room.

The rest of the house was very quiet and dark. Robbie looked up at the clock on the DVD player: 2:38. He looked around the room a little bit and noticed that the movie they were watching last night, was still in the DVD player at the spot they paused it on. It was the movie ParaNorman. Looking around further, Robbie noticed that a sliver of the moon was showing through the clouds in the sky. Through the pockets of clouds, were many bright and dim stars that couldn’t really be put together by the boy because of his little knowledge on constellations.

Robbie started walking down a couple halls, and walked towards one of the rooms. There was a door with a cat entryway carved into it, a white door with a doctor name tag on the left side wall, and lastly: a doof with a bunny door knocker on the middle top of the door. Robbie attempted to reach it, but he was just a little too short for the knocker. Instead of knocking and waking anyone else up, Robbie decided to quietly walk into the room with the bunny door knocker.

Robbie left the door open, walked into the room and observed the many things filling the room: It was all vintage items from many different decades! There was a dresser with a small TV, a record player and a radio on it! There was a mantel clock from the 1910’s, a camera from the 1950’s, a typewriter from the 1940’s, tons of classic books on a bookshelf, and…

Was that a war hat?

Robbie took the hat off of the hook and looked at it very carefully.

{J. Jackson}

Wait...Jamie owns a war hat?! How? And why is his name written on the felt inside the hat? Was it actually his? Or...was it just an item he bought at a Goodwill?

Robbie decided to try putting it on his head to see if it would fit. Unsurprisingly, it didn’t fit very well. It fell overtop of his head, completely drowning his face in felt. Robbie lifted up the bill a little bit, so he could at least look in the mirror with the hat on his head. The hat had reached down his neck and was gently scraping across the middle of his neck. Robbie smiled and giggled to himself as he saw how big and silly it looked on him.

Suddenly, Robbie started noticing a black figure walking up behind him. Scared that it might be a monster, Robbie turned around and whacked the figure with the hat.

“GET AWAY FR-” Robbie’s shouting was quickly interrupted by a hand going over his mouth. Robbie’s eyes widened as the figure finally brought his face closer. It was Jamie! Robbie seemed to calm down almost immediately. He let out a slightly muffled “Oh.”

Jamie grabbed a COLEMAN lantern from what looked to be the 1950’s, and brought Robbie over to the bed. After placing the slightly dim lantern onto the nightstand, Jamie lifted Robbie up onto the bed. With the lantern lighting up the room a little, Jamie was able to sign to him.

‘Hi Robbie. Is something wrong?’ Jamie asked.

Robbie rested his head onto Jamie’s arm and brought his stuffed dog closer. “I couldn’t sleep.” Robbie told him.

‘N-i-g-h-t-m-a-r-e?’ Jamie signed each letter out one by one, so he could understand what he was signing out.

“Night...mmmmare. nightmare!” Robbie exclaimed quietly. “Yeah, I had a nightmare.” Robbie told him.

‘Wanna talk about it?” Jamie asked.

Robbie shook his head and instead, pointed to the hat. “I found your hat. I like it.” Robbie said. Jamie looked at the hat and sighed as he slowly frowned. “What’s wrong?” Robbie asked. Jamie removed the hat from Robbie’s head and looked at the hat himself. It was his special hat from when he fought in the 1st and second world war. Slowly, little things started to fill his mind. The first day lined up with his fellow soldiers, a couple of his boat trips, the fights he had in the trenches, and...the fights he had on the battlefield. They were scary, bloody, mentally scarring, and too hard to look back on. But...perhaps he could try? To help Robbie?

Jamie put the service hat onto his head and showed Robbie. Robbie smiled and pointed at it. “It fits you better than me.” Robbie admitted. Jamie’s smile dropped slightly when he realized something wasn’t clicking in his mind. So, Jamie got up from the bed, carried the lantern over to the closet and opened the closet door. With his free hand, Jamie pulled out a hanger with a full suit cover. He placed the suit cover onto the bed, unzipped it and presented Robbie with a full british uniform from the First World War. Robbie gasped and was about to touch it...but the kid quickly looked up at Jamie for permission to touch it.

Jamie nodded with a small smile, and allowed Robbie to feel the old uniform felt and fabric. It was all beige, still very well put together and very formal-looking. Then, Robbie’s eyes fell upon a silver chain that was attached to the uniform shirt:

{J. Jackson}

“You’re a war survivor?” Robbie asked.

Jamie nodded his head. ‘You’re immortal because you’re a zombie. I’m immortal too.” Jamie explained.

Robbie gasped and looked at the uniform further. Then, Robbie ran up to one of the shelves of stuff, and grabbed a poppy. Running back, Robbie inserted the poppy into the uniform before standing straight and saluting Jamie.

Jamie smiled in appreciation and saluted Robbie back in the formal, proper fashion.

“Wait...do you have nightmares about war?” Robbie asked.

Jamie nodded his head as he re-zipped up his uniform cover.

“Nightmares about battling?” Robbie asked.

Jamie nodded. ‘PTSD’ Jamie signed.

“Oh yeah! I think Dr. Nipple Shine told me I have PSTD too. My nightmares are about my parents and the evil man who cut them.” Robbie explained.

Jamie’s eyes widened as he quickly sat down. “Tell me about it.” Jamie told him.

Robbie nodded his head and started explaining everything. “My Mommy’s name was Dawn. She loved listening to fun music, eating food from china and watching funny shows. She worked in a toy store downtown, and loved bringing home little toys I would like. When she came home, Mommy would sometimes let me eat ice cream-” Robbie leaned in and placed his hand on the left side of his mouth to tell him a secret, “as long as I didn’t tell Daddy.” Robbie whispered. Jamie smiled. “My Daddy’s name was Austin. He worked in a police station! He was so cool! And had big muscles! He could outrun anyone! If you took off running, Daddy could catch up to you and arrest you really quickly.” Robbie told Jamie.

Jamie widened his eyes in surprise, and continued to listen. “We were eating supper and watching spongebob when someone knocked on the door. When Daddy answered it, he seemed happy to see the person at the door. But then I heard yelling and my Mom grabbed me and ran away from the table. She tried to get me to hide in the closet, but she didn’t come with me. Mommy pushed me in, and…” Robbie paused for a moment. “The man cut him with a knife and made him fall. The man cut Mommy too.” Robbie finally told him.

Jamie looked down and rubbed Robbie’s back. Gosh that must’ve been terrible. He couldn’t imagine what it would’ve been like for him.

“I got angry and hit him with a broomstick. But, he cut me in the back. He...he called my daddy a racist. What does that even mean?” Robbie asked.

Jamie’s eyes widened in horror. Oh gosh...What does he tell him? How should he tell Robbie?

Jamie decided to summon a notebook and a pencil, so he could write it down. It didn’t take him very long because in a matter of a minute or two, Jamie was handing Robbie the notebook and the lantern to see it:

[A racist is a person who thinks lighter-skinned people and darker-skinned people are not equal. Sometimes men with light skin thought people with dark skin shouldn’t hang out near them.]

Robbie blinked in surprise. “...That man thought my Dad hates dark-skinned people?” Robbie asked.

Jamie frowned and nodded his head.

“But...dark-skinned people are people too.” Robbie told him.

Jamie sighed. ‘Not everyone believed that 50 years ago.’ Jamie signed.

Robbie frowned. “That’s bullying.” Robbie told him.

‘I know.’ Jamie replied.

Robbie gave back the notebook and rested his head on Jamie’s lap. “Thank you Jamie.” Robbie said calmly.

Jamie wrapped his arm around Robbie and patted his head. Jamie was beginning to realize just how much stress Robbie’s had to deal with. It was bad enough for an adult to have to watch their parents die, let alone a little child. Jamie finally decided to protect this boy and determine who had killed his parents and attempted to kill him.

[The Next Morning]

Chase walked out of the room with Robbie’s heated blanket around his shoulders. “Robbie? Where did you go?” Chase asked. He looked at the kitchen, and noticed it was empty. He turned his head and looked at the couch, which was surprisingly also empty. Walking towards the hall, Chase decided to head to Jamie’s room to see if Robbie ran in there. Chase grabbed onto the bunny door knocker, and used it to knock on his bedroom door.

“I’ll get it Jamie!” A familiar high-pitched voice let out. Chase’s tense shoulders softened into relief. Soon, the little kid opened up the door and revealed himself to the person at the entrance. “CHASE!” Robbie shouted, jumping up onto Chase’s waist and hanging there.

“Hi Robbie!” Chase greeted. “Fancy seeing you here! I woke up to my little sleeping buddy missing.” Chase explained.

“Yeah, I had nightmares again.” Robbie told him.

“Oh. But...why didn’t you cuddle up to me when you were scared?” Chase asked.

Robbie looked at Chase with a guilty face, before hiding his face into Chase’s belly. “You looked comfy where you were.” Robbie muttered. “I didn’t wanna wake you up.” Robbie admitted.

Chase sighed and smiled. “It’s alright. It’s nice that you went to Jamie.” Chase told him.

“Jamie has PSDT!” Robbie told him.

Chase blinked in surprise, and looked at Jamie with clarification. Jamie, feeling slightly embarrassed, signed the word ‘war’ to him.

Chase’s eyes widened for a moment. ‘WW1? WW2?’ Chase signed to him quietly. Jamie bit his lip as he signed his reply. ‘Both’ he replied.

Chase’s eyes widened in horror. But his eyes quickly lessened when Jamie waved him down. ‘Can I borrow your phone?’ Jamie asked.

Chase nodded and handed his phone to him. “You remember how to use it? Do you want me to give you a quick lesson on-” Chase’s question was quickly interrupted by the snap of Jamie’s finger. ‘No. Thank you. I know how to work a phone.’ Jamie signed back to him sternly. Chase nodded and immediately shut himself up.

Jamie paused his typing when he heard something plastic fall onto the ground. “Oopth...Thorry Chathe! Aah, mm thpillin’ ” Robbie muttered in the background. Chase quickly ran past Jamie and looked at what Robbie was doing. Just as Chase suspected, Robbie was causing trouble:

Robbie had spilt a partly used bottle of Aunt Jemima table syrup onto the ground, and it was already spilling. Not only that, but Robbie’s mouth was completely full, and slightly spilling maple syrup. Was...Was Robbie drinking maple syrup straight up?!

“Uuuuhuhuhuhuh...did you suddenly get hit with a sugar craving or something?” Chase asked the kid.

Robbie swallowed the stuff down and giggled mischievously. “.......Maybe.” Robbie replied.

Chase couldn’t help but chuckle at him. Then, it was as if something in his brain told him ‘you know what? Fuck it!’ and took over his adult side. Before he could really logic anything out, Chase picked up the bottle, wiped the saliva off the bottle mouthpiece and straight up drank a huge swig of it. Robbie bursted into laughter at this, and bursted into even more laughter when he saw Jamie’s wide-eyed stare.

Chase wiped the access syrup off his face and swallowed the extra syrup down. “The kid’s got pretty good ideas.” Chase admitted. Robbie giggled and beamed proudly at Chase’s loving reaction.

Jamie sighed and stared at Chase with pure disappointment. ‘You’re an adult. How can you still act like this?’ Jamie asked.

Chase looked at Jamie with an offended glare. “Oi! How dare you dictate my behaviour! Especially when you’re known for acting like a child as well.” Chase exclaimed.

Jamie was about to point his index finger at Chase, but he dropped it a little when he realized...Chase might’ve been a little right. But, he raised his index finger back up at him when a good argument filled his head. ‘Sure, I act like a child. But I act like it, within reason.’ Jamie explained. ‘I can entertain some kids and be quite childish myself, but switch into adult mode when a couple kids are fighting each other.’ Jamie explained further. ‘I don’t...drink maple syrup straight up, and completely ignore the syrup splatter on the ground.’ Jamie added.

Chase was rolling his eyes, and started reenacting Jamie’s rant in a dramatic, mocking way. You could tell that both Chase AND Jamie were done dealing with the other person’s bull. Robbie on the other hand, was just leaning against the island, laughing hysterically. This was HILARIOUS to him!

It didn’t take very long for Jamie to give up his rant. ‘You know what? Fine. You want to act like a child, I’ll treat you like one.’ Jamie warned. Jamie walked up to the sink and wetted a washcloth. Then, Jamie walked himself up to Robbie, knelt down to Robbie’s eye level, and handed him the washcloth. ‘Can you clean up the syrup you spilled?’ Jamie asked.

Robbie smirked and looked away for a moment. “What’s the magic word?” Robbie teased.

Jamie chuckled and leaned his head back in slight frustration. Then, Jamie placed his hand on his chest and started drawing tiny circles with his hand. ‘Please?’ Jamie signed.

Robbie nodded and gave Jamie a kiss on the cheek. “Okay!” Robbie replied happily before skipping to the mess to clean it up.

Jamie couldn’t help the little smile that grew onto his face. It made his heart melt seeing Robbie be so cute and caring. It also made Jamie realize that Robbie was being a better adult than Chase was right now. So, Jamie stood back up to his feet and turned to face Chase. ‘And now to deal with the second child in the house:’ Jamie signed, putting the syrup into the fridge before walking closer to Chase.

Chase smirked and crossed his arms confidently. “Oh please...what are you gonna do? Put me on a time out?” Chase asked teasingly.

Jamie shook his head with a smirk and wiggled his fingers evilly. Chase’s confident smirk slowly fell as he realized what he was signing himself up for. “Uh-Now wait a second Jamie...I’m not so sure you wanna-” Chase’s protest was quickly interrupted by his own squeal. Jamie’s hands had managed to tickle him for only a few seconds, before Chase started pushing his hands away and backing up. “WAHAIT, JAMIHIHIE!” Chase laughed.

“I’m almost done! Then I’ll come and help you!” Robbie told them both.

Oh thank god...Robbie was gonna help him before this gets too far! Chase reached out in front and grabbed one of Jamie’s hands. This didn’t stop Jamie at all though. Jamie only dug his hand right into Chase’s belly! “OHOHOho geheheheheheez! Hahahahaha! Jahahahamihihihihie!” Chase giggled, letting go of Jamie’s hand.

Suddenly, a small, but quick hand seemed to find Chase’s belly button! “NOHOHOHOHOHAHAHAHAHA! IHIHI THOHOHOUGHT YOHOHOU WEHEHERE HELPIHING MEHEHEHEHE?!” Chase reacted.

“I am! I’m helping you act like a big boy, like me!” Robbie explained before giving Jamie a high five.

“COHOHOHOME OHOHOHON GUHUHUHUHUYS!” Chase begged.

“I’ll save you!” someone yelled behind them. Suddenly, Jamie felt his body get tackled to the ground by a flash of red. A sudden, somewhat quiet squeak filled the room for only a second, causing Robbie and Chase to look over to the source of the sound. The man who tackled Jamie, appeared to be Jackie! And Jackie seemed to have paused what he was doing, to stare at Jamie in pure shock. “Holy- That was YOU?!” Jackie yelled to the dapper boy. Jamie was sitting up, and rubbing his throat. “Did that hurt you?” Jackie asked. Jamie ignored his question and only continued to focus on the noise his throat made.

Jamie looked at Jackie, and quickly patted his shoulder. ‘Tickle me!’ Jamie ordered desperately. Jackie blinked in surprise, and just froze there. So, Jamie gave Jackie’s shoulders a slight shake to get his focus back. ‘Tickle-’

Jamie’s signing was quickly paused thanks to Jackie. The superhero’s hands had given Jamie’s sides a quick squeeze. Jamie tittered quietly for a few seconds, but it didn’t last long at all. When his body sobered up, Jamie immediately begged Jackie for more tickles. He wanted to test if the sound he made was a legitimate vocal cord sound, or just a weird throat noise.

“I...I don’t understand why you want tickles so badly!” Jackie admitted.

“I’ll do it!” Robbie quickly yelled. With not even a moment to spare, Robbie snuck his little fingers under Jamie’s shirt and skittered his fingers all over his ribs and armpits.

“EEE!” Robbie heard. Jackie’s eyes widened as it finally clicked: JAMESON JACKSON WAS MAKING NOISE! And not just claps or whistles, ACTUAL, VOCAL NOISES!

Jamie grabbed onto Robbie’s hands, and gently moved them away from his ribs. Next, Jamie started attempting to use his voice again. For the first few minutes, the sound was just exhaling sounds coming from Jamie’s mouth. But with perseverance and determination, a vocal sound was made! It was short, a little quiet and sounded like a cry...BUT IT WAS SOMETHING!

The moment he felt the slightest vibration in his vocal cords, Jamie bursted out crying. It was a joyful cry. A cry of both amazement, grief and relief that let itself out in streams of tears and sobs. “Your voice! IT WORKS! IT ACTUALLY WORKS!” Chase declared as he pulled Jamie into a big hug.

Chase wasn’t the only excited one. Jackie was ecstatic! Absolutely ecstatic! “JAMESON JACKSON SPEAKS ONCE AGAIN!” He shouted, before joining in on the hug. Jamie’s joyful tears continued to leave his body as he hugged his roommates. His sobs were mixed with impulsive laughter as well, which made Chase smile in excitement. It’s been a long time since Jamie has experienced such raw, mixed emotions.

Jamie pulled away from the hug. ‘But how? My voice hasn’t been used in decades! Maybe, even a century!’ Jamie told him.

Chase shrugged his shoulders. “Maybe Henrik knows.” Chase told him.

Jamie nodded his index finger at him. ‘Maybe.’ Jamie replied. ‘But that doesn’t matter. What matters now, is Robbie.’ Jamie told him as he handed back Chase’s phone.

Chase opened up his phone and looked at all the new information in his search history:

[Austin Clancey - Facebook.com]

[Austin Clancey I am a Police Officer in Brighton. I have an amazing, beautiful wife named Dawnia, and a cute little boy named Robbin.

Hometown: Brighton, England

Hobbies: Playing card games, visiting car shows, Nascar racing, baseball and riding around in my police car with Robbin.

Music: 80’s rock, death metal, country.

Movies: Grownups, the Fast & Furious franchise, Blue Planet (Robbin loves it a lot more than me), Hamilton (Everything is free in New Jersey!), Beetlejuice...Beetlejuice...Beeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeecause!]

Chase quickly pulled out a notebook and a pen, and began writing all this information down. He needed to process this and look for more information.

It was a very calm, and sunny Saturday morning. Robbie had learned to make himself some cereal on his own, and had soon discovered the kind of channels Chase had. One of them, happened to be playing Courage the Cowardly Dog! And, to Robbie's amazement, the TV channel also played other cartoons, old and new! So, Robbie happily watched cartoons for an hour or so, while eating Nesquik™ cereal. Soon, Jamie had woken up and noticed Scooby-Doo: Where Are You? playing on the TV. So, Jamie eagerly joined the kid with his cup of coffee.

Jamie placed his coffee down on a coaster on the coffee table, and began to sign to Robbie. 'Good morning.' Jamie signed.

Robbie looked over, and smiled excitedly. "Good morning!" Robbie replied.

Jamie looked at the cereal in Robbie's hand, and decided to turn it into a new lesson. As of late, Robbie had been trying to learn Sign Language so he could better understand Jamie. So, Robbie happily learned a few words a day, so he could get better at understanding him.

Jamie placed his hand onto Robbie, to get his attention. Robbie muted the TV and looked at Jamie. When he was ready, Jamie pointed to the cereal, before showing Robbie the sign. 'Cereal.' Jamie signed by moving his index finger from the right corner of his mouth to the left corner. Jamie also curled and uncurled his finger as he moved it from one corner to the next. Robbie gasped, and placed his cereal down.

"Cereal?" Robbie asked, trying out the sign as he clarified.

Jamie nodded his head with a smile as he repeated the sign. 'Cereal.' Jamie repeated.

Robbie nodded and picked up his cereal with his left hand, and signed the word with his right. Then, Robbie put it into a sentence! "I'm eating cereal." Robbie told him out loud while signing at the same time. Jamie clapped his hands excitedly and gave Robbie two thumbs up. Robbie giggled at a job well done, before unmuting the TV and watching the shows again.

It didn't take long for the boys to start laughing. The Tom and Jerry Show was now playing on TV, and some of the screaming comedy was getting the better of them. They were currently watching Tom and Jerry: Dog Trouble.

At the moment, Jerry was trying to escape from Tom. But, he notices a mouse trap with cheese!

"No! Just run! Keep running, Jerry! Don't focus on that!" Robbie told the TV character. Jamie looked over and smirked at the kid's yelling.

'Watch.' Jamie told him. Robbie did. He watched as Jerry started dragging the mouse trap closer, closer and right up to Tom's tail. "Ohoho nohoho!" Robbie reacted, covering his smile with his hand. But, Jerry began struggling on where to put the mouse trap! The tail kept moving!

Finally, after some anger, Jerry picked up the big, heavy tail and threw it onto the mouse trap! Tom looked sadly at his red, painfully pounding tail, before shooting Jerry a little glare.

Jamie began to smirk as Tom began hunting for Jerry again. Robbie noticed it, and tried to cover up his snicker. But, Robbie's grin quickly turned into worry, as Jerry almost ran into a sleeping dog! "Uh oh!" Robbie reacted. Thankfully though, Jerry hid in between the door crack.

Then, Tom came running up to the door! But, he couldn't stop his huge body from smashing into the dog! Jamie rolled his eyes and face-palmed his face.

"Yeah. What a dummy. Get some grips on your paws, Tom!" Robbie yelled at the door.

Jamie tittered at the funny reaction. But then, his titters became silent giggles as the dog and Tom pulled their mouths away! It looked like they were kissing!

Robbie giggled. 🎶Tommy and Butch, sitting in a tree. K-I-S-S-I-N-G!🎶 Robbie sang. Jamie raised an eyebrow, with a confused, but amused face. "Now run, Tom! Butch wants that gay kiss from you! And he's gonna chase ya for it!" Robbie added. Jamie just bursted into laughter. Oh my god! This kid's awesome!

Robbie gasped as Jerry was suddenly chased by Butch! "Uh oh! You might wanna run too. You just might be their dinner date!" Robbie told the TV. Jamie, just loving the narrations Robbie was making, pulled out his phone and started recording.

"Now Tom...Why would you even try that? Butch is still waitin' for you to fall into his loving arms." Robbie teased. Robbie watched as Jerry slid down as well, but ended up climbing himself back up the coo-coo-clock! And, to make matters worse, the coo-coo-clock's bird had just been broken by butch!

"Oh...Well, rest in pieces Tweety Bird." Robbie said, somewhat sad-sounding. Jamie's jaw dropped. This kid just made a dark joke! Holy crap! Robbie continued to watch, as Tom quietly slid himself down the lamp pole and tried to quietly sneak away. "Be quiet, Tom...You don't wanna alert the angry bulldog." Robbie warned. Suddenly, Tom stepped onto a creaky floor! "Oh-...What did I tell yeah? Now you're NEVER gonna get away without a date!" Robbie taunted.

Robbie watched as Tom was once again, chased by an angry bulldog. Jerry watched back and forth, cringing and reacting to the different things Tom would smash into. "Goodness! With all the items you're crashing into, your first date may be at doctor Nipple Shine's!" Robbie declared, giggling as he used the funny nickname. Jamie's eyes widened as he heard the name. Jamie signed something behind the camera. 'Who?' Jamie signed.

"Who?" Robbie replied. "Dr. Henrik. His last name is hard, so I call him Nipple Shine. Chase found it really funny. I still don't know why though. He says I'll get it when I'm older." Robbie told him.

Jamie turned off his video and clutched his stomach as he laughed hysterically.

"What- You find it funny too?! What's so funny about it?! I don't get it!" Robbie reacted, growing more and more angry. Jamie attempted to sign the word 'Sorry' to him, but his apologies were pushed aside with more anger. "What does it mean? Why is it so funny?! I don't GET IT!" Robbie complained.

'Good.' Jamie signed, still giggling.

"NOT GOOD!" Robbie yelled and signed back at the same time. Then, Robbie turned himself away from Jamie, and pouted on the couch. Jamie's smile slowly lessened. He knew that Robbie found it unfair. But, Jamie also knew that Robbie wasn't as mad as he made himself to look. Jamie waited a couple seconds, before waving a hand in front of his eyes. Robbie didn't turn his head towards Jamie. But, he didn't push it away either. This meant that Robbie was not as mad as he appeared. This eased Jamie a little more.

Jamie got up, and scooted himself over more. He took off his hat, ruffled his hair around a bit, and placed it onto Robbie's head. Robbie's frown quickly softened, and turned into curiousity as his eyesight was partly blocked by something black on his head. Robbie felt the hat with his hand, and looked over at Jamie.

Jamie smiled as he narrowed his eyes the slightest bit, to get a better look at it. 'Looks good on you.' Jamie said with a smile.

Robbie didn't smile at first. But, he did look down before giving Jamie a makeshift, lips-only kinda smile. It was semi-fake, but it was also the best smile he could muster right now. Or so Robbie thought...

Jamie gave Robbie a 'fake disappointed' face, and began to think up ways to cheer him up. Then, Jamie remembered something very helpful: he had powers. So, Jamie decided to use them. Jamie showed off a toothy smile, and began drumming his fingers on his wiggling mustache. He knew that the kid liked slapstick humor, so he decided to take advantage of that. He began focusing his eyes on the hat, and slowly began to smirk. Then, Jamie snapped his fingers! An idea came to mind!

Jamie carefully placed his hand onto the hat, and carefully lifted it off Robbie's head. When the hat was lifted up high enough, Jamie very lightly let go of it and allowed it to drop towards the boy's head. Robbie expected the hat to fall right back onto his head. But, it didn't! It landed...above his head? Robbie lifted an eyebrow as he grabbed onto the hat and lifted it off his head.

Suddenly, Jamie gasped and covered his mouth excitedly! Robbie attempted to ask what was excited about. But, his words were interrupted by a loud 'SQUACK!' Robbie jolted in surprise, and widened his eyes at the sound of a...parrot?! On his head! Thankfully though, Robbie didn't jump or squeal in surprise. So, Jamie carefully brought his finger up to the parrot's feet, and allowed the parrot to wrap its feet around Jamie's finger. When the parrot felt secure, Jamie brought the parrot off his head and revealed the beautiful parrot to Robbie.

Robbie gasped and smiled excitedly! The parrot was red from the top of his head to the start of its wings. The wings had a line of yellow, before ascending into blue. "It's pretty!" Robbie reacted.

Jamie nodded his head, and pointed to his head. 'Really smart!' Jamie signed.

"Really?" Robbie asked.

"Really?" The parrot asked. Robbie gasped and giggled at the parrot. "What's your name?" The parrot asked.

"I'm Robbie." Robbie told him.

"Robbie." The parrot repeated.

"Yeah!" Robbie replied. Suddenly, the parrot began leaning into Robbie's cheek and making kissing noises! "Hehehehe!" Robbie giggled.

"Hehehehe! Kisses for Robbie! *smoooch* Kisses for Robbie! Kisses for Robbie! *Smooch, smooch*" The parrot cooed with little 'kisses' and coos to go with them.

Robbie let out little giggles. "Thahahanks fohor thehehe kihihissehes!" Robbie said.

"Robbie needs more kisses! Robbie needs more kisses because I love you!" The parrot declared, bending its head down. When the beak was down far enough, the parrot started clicking its tongue and giving Robbie 'little kisses' on the neck with its beak. Robbie started giggling happily and curling his neck in. "Kisses for Robbie!" The parrot said. "Kisses for Robbie! *smooch* Kisses for Robbie! *Smooch* *Muah* Kiss, kiss, kiss!" The parrot teased.

"Hehehehehehe! Sihilly parrot!" Robbie giggled.

"Hehehehehe!" The parrot imitated.

Robbie gasped in surprise and let out a few more giggles! "Ihihit laughed with me!" Robbie declared.

Jamie nodded excitedly. Then, Jamie's mouth morphed into a mischievous grin as an idea came to mind. When Robbie was busy focusing on the parrot, Jamie snuck his hand under the parrot and right towards Robbie's tummy. Then, Jamie's fingers lightly dug into Robbie's tummy and tickled him. Robbie squealed in surprise and fell into a fit of giggles.

Filled with curiousity, the parrot decided to fly himself onto Robbie's shoulder! *Squack!* "Who's ticklish?" The parrot asked. Robbie's giggles only continued as he was teased by the parrot. "Ticklish Robbie?" The parrot asked, opening up its wings. Jamie nodded back in reply. But, the parrot didn't read the nod of the head as a 'yes'. Instead, the parrot repeated the head nod back!

Robbie's giggles only heightened at the miscommunication.

Suddenly, the parrot started kissing Robbie's neck again! "tickles for Robbie! Ticklish kisses for Robbie! *smooch* Tickle tickle tickle! *Mwah* I love you! *kiss, kiss* Tickles for Robbie! *Smooches* Is Robbie ticklish?" The parrot teased as it gave Robbie lots of beak tickles and verbal kisses.

Robbie had abrupted into giggles from all the loving kisses and the cute little teases coming from the parrot. "Eeeeehehehehehehe! Ihihihi'm tihihicklihihihish thehehehere!" Robbie giggled.

"Ticklish Robbie! *Mwah* Ticklish Robbie! *Smooches* Tickle tickle tickle! Ticklish little Robbie!" The parrot teased further.

"What are you giggling abo-...Oh my god..." Someone said behind them. Jamie and Robbie turned around, to see Chase awake.

The parrot stopped its ticklish kisses, and looked at the new person who had walked in. "CHASE! We have a parrot! His name is Crackers!" Robbie declared.

Jamie looked right at Robbie with a confused, but an amused expression. 'since when?' Jamie asked. Robbie turned his head to the side, confused. Jamie's face morphed back to normal as he rephrased his sentence. 'Why the name?' Jamie asked.

"Because parrots eat crackers!" Robbie replied.

Chase giggled. "He's got a point, Jamie." Chase added.

Jamie closed his eyes halfway, to give Chase a 'disappointed' look. 'How about I yeet the parrot at you?' Jamie suggested.

Chase's eyes widened, as a nervous smile grew onto his lips. "How about you DON'T?" Chase suggested.

Jamie snapped his fingers like Swiper from Dora, and made a pouty face. He looked sad or disappointed that he couldn't throw the parrot.

"by the way: Is that real? Or...magic?" Chase asked. Jamie smirked. He picked up the hat from Robbie's head, placed the hat down onto the parrot, and lifted it back up again. When it was lifted back up, the parrot was gone!

Now, it was Robbie's turn to make the pouty face. "Awww...I wanted to play with Crackers..." Robbie whined.

Jamie smiled, and conjured up a pen and a pad of paper. Jamie wrote something down, and handed it to Robbie.

[I'll bring him back later.]

Robbie read. Robbie gasped. "Really?" Robbie clarified. Jamie nodded back. "Yay!" Robbie cheered, throwing his hands in the air and jumping up and down.

"Now: Who would like to go to the park for a little picnic?" Chase asked.

"ME!" Robbie shouted loudly, running up to Chase and hugging him.

Jamie giggled and put his own hand up as well. Chase chuckled at Jamie. "Really? You wanna go to the park too?" Chase asked, surprised but curious.

'I haven't been to the park in years.' Jamie told him.

"Wait, seriously?!" Chase exclaimed.

"What?" Robbie asked as Chase picked him up.

"Jamie hasn't been to the park in years." Chase told him. Robbie looked over at Jamie with his jaw dropped, almost to the floor. Then, Robbie jumped out of Chase's arms and grabbed onto Jamie's hand. "COME WITH US! COME WITH US, COME WITH US, COME WITH US, COME WITH US! COMEWITHUS!" Robbie shouted, pulling Jamie as hard as he could towards the door.

"Whoa who whoa whoa WHOA, Robbie! We still need to pack up the picnic! I don't want you playing on an empty stomach." Chase told him.

Robbie loosened his grip on Jamie's wrist, and suddenly started pulling Jamie towards the kitchen. "FOOD FIRST!" Robbie shouted.

Chase walked up to Robbie, and brought his head towards the side so he could look eye to eye with him. "Robbie, don't pull people. Let go of Jamie." Chase told him. Robbie stared at Chase with guilt in his eyes, before letting go of Jamie a second later. "Thank you. Now, I want you to apologize." Chase told him.

Robbie looked up at Jamie. "I'm sorry for puling you." Robbie said in a genuinely sincere voice.

Jamie knelt down to his level. 'It's okay.' Jamie signed.

Robbie made a small smile before taking off running towards the kitchen. "What are we packing for lunch?" Robbie asked.

A good 10 minutes later, Jamie, Chase and Robbie were off with their lunch food. They had packed up a few sandwiches, a few veggies, a couple water bottles, some cheese and a blanket to lay it all out on. Chase had loaded up the food in a cooler bag, and loaded it into the backseat. Meanwhile, Jamie had helped Robbie get some sunscreen onto his arms and legs. When Chase walked back into the house, he noticed that Robbie was partly covered in sunscreen.

"Uuuuuh...Robbie's a zombie...I don't think his skin gets affected by the sun..." Chase said.

Jamie turned around and with sunscreen-covered hands, Jamie began to sign. 'Who said?' Jamie asked.

"Let me explain: When a person gets severely sunburnt, their skin cells become dead and regenerate. But, zombie skin is already dead. Therefore, less susceptible to getting burnt." Chase told him.

Jamie decided to pull out his phone, and look it up. When he found something helpful, he turned on the 'Siri reads' option on his phone, and made it read the information.

"if you are a zombie, your skin is fully made of dead cells already… in some ways, less vulnerable to UV light, but at the same time unable to regenerate. That means we could see all kinds of fun effects that we do not see when a live human gets sunburnt… maybe the skin will get extra dry -maybe even cured like leather-, maybe it will get decolorated (as the sunlight will eat away at skin colors)… and we won't see the effects that come with live cells getting damaged and regenerated." Siri read.

Chase's eyes widened in surprise. What- how did he find that so quick? I guess...he DOES need sunscreen then?

"...Okay. I guess that answers everything." Chase said out loud.

"Answers what? What's the answer?" Robbie asked.

"Despite being a zombie, you still need sunscreen to protect your skin. Though your skin doesn't get burnt without it, it DOES get dry and pale without it." Chase explained.

"...So I can pull my arm off and sew it back on, but I can't go outside without sunscreen?" Robbie whined.

Chase's face went pale as he remembered Robbie's 'hand trick'. "Y-yes. That's right." Chase said, slightly stuttering in disgust. Jamie raised his eyebrows in surprise. Looks like Jamie's not the only one who gets disgusted by zombie gore...

Soon though, the boys were off. They hopped into the car, and drove towards the nearest park, that had lots of playground equipment. Robbie was visibly BEAMING at the amount of play equipment there was! He couldn't wait to get going! But first: lunch.

Chase and Robbie unfolded the blanket and laid it onto the ground, while Jamie carried the cooler bag out of the car and spread out the food. When the picnic food was all ready, Robbie practically dug into his sandwich to get it done as quick as possible, so he'd have lots of time to play on the playground.

"Robbie, Robbie- slow down. There's no need to devour the sandwich like an animal." Chase warned.

"Bu* I wa**a go o* z*e pla***oun*!" Robbie argued with his mouth full.

Jamie quietly giggled at the child's poor manners, with half-chewed in his own mouth.

"Hey! No giggling with your mouth full!" Chase commanded to Jamie. Jamie's giggles only increased into full-blown laughter. He did all he could to keep his sandwich in his mouth. It was not easy though, when you're laughing up a storm. "Jamie, listen to me! quit laughing! you're gonna choke!" Chase warned. Jamie, thankfully, managed to swallow his sandwich before bursting into even more laughter.

Chase just sighed. He looked a Robbie. Robbie just shrugged his shoulders before taking another bite of his sandwich. Robbie had managed to stop laughing, but was still smiling as he watched Jamie slowly lose his composure. Chase scooted himself closer to him. "Are you done yet?" Chase asked. Chase's words had only managed to throw Jamie into another fit of laughter. Chase sighed with un-amused eyes, but a very amused smile. "I guess not..." Chase muttered under his breath. It didn't take long for Jamie to fall backwards onto the blanket.

When Robbie swallowed a bit more of his sandwich, Robbie began to giggle at Jamie's strange giggle fit. Soon, Robbie placed down the last quarter of his sandwich, and crawled himself over to Jamie with a big, mischievous smirk. "What's tickling you, Jamie?" Robbie asked. Jamie's laughter had started to dissipate, but was still reoccurring in giggle fits. Robbie giggled at Jamie. "Hey Chase! I think a ghost may be tickling him!" Robbie teased. Chase rolled his eyes with a smile.

"You think so?" Chase asked.

"Yeah. Why would Jamie still be laughing on his own?" Robbie asked.

"I don't know. Ask him." Chase suggested.

Robbie smiled and looked at Jamie. "Hey Jamie? Why are you laughing? Are we really that funny?" Robbie asked. Jamie's giggles paused for a moment. But, Jamie was still visibly smirking. While his giggles left him, Jamie took advantage of the break and brought his finger towards Robbie's face. He booped Robbie's nose, before falling into even more silent giggles. Robbie just hung his head in unamusement.

Then, Robbie's mischievous nature came back to him. "Well...If you're gonna laugh, you minus well have something to laugh at!" Robbie declared, before lightly wiggling his fingers on his neck. Jamie curled his neck in, and started flapping his hands towards Robbie's hands. But, Robbie ended up just going for the ribs instead. This caused Jamie to scoot himself away from the boy as breathy, silent giggles left his mouth. But...Jamie had scooted himself right into the arms of Chase!

"Gotcha! Robbie, get him!" Chase told him.

"Okay!" Robbie replied as he got up. In a moments notice, Robbie had shoved his bony hands into Jamie's sides and wiggled deeply in between the bony ribcage pieces. Jamie threw his head back in hysterical laughter, and began kicking and squirming like a mad man. Jamie's hands couldn't choose between frantically signing, or pushing Robbie's hands away. But, nothing was helping him to get free.

To make matters worse, Chase had placed his hands into Jamie's armpits, and started tickling them like there was no tomorrow. "Nice one, Chase! Here: I'll grab them." Robbie suggested. Robbie stopped his little tickle attack and proceeded to lift Jamie's arms up halfway, to allow Chase more room to tickle, tease, and scratch in his armpits. But, Robbie made sure Jamie could still sign to him if he needed to.

By now, Jamie had a huge toothy smile on his face, and was rapidly kicking his feet out in front of him. Thankfully though, Jamie was still capable of signing. So, he took advantage of it. 'Stop! Stop! Make it stop!' Jamie begged.

Chase smirked as he watched the sign language as well. "Awww...Is de widdle quiet boy tickwish? Are de quiet boy's awmpits too ticka-ticka-ticklish for him?" Chase asked.

"I think they are!" Robbie replied.

"Oh Robbie, would you please be a dear and lift up his arms for me? I need them just a little higher." Chase asked in a polite, British accent.

Robbie giggled, before putting on his own British accent. "Why of course! Anything to see some dimples on this saint." Robbie replied. Chase's eyes widened as his smile quickly widened in admiration.

"What a lovely British accent, you've got there!" Chase said, in his own British accent.

"Why thank you, good sir." Robbie replied in his British accent. "Would you like a spot of tea, to go with that ticklish armpit?" Robbie asked.

"Why yes! I'd love some tea! And perhaps a little fruit cake to go with the pretty giggles from this cute little man?" Chase replied back, in British.

"Brilliant!" Robbie exclaimed, letting out a few giggles.

Chase let out a few chuckles as well, before resorting back to his usual Irish accent. "Alright. I think he's had enough." Chase told him.

"Okay." Robbie replied, before gently lowering his hands down. Jamie's arms just fell to the side all helpless.

'Thank you.' Jamie signed, basically melting deeply into Chase's arms.

"Uuuuh...Jamie? Uhuhum...Don't go falling asleep on me, buddy." Chase said as he lightly shook him to wake him up. But, Jamie barely moved. He was like dead weight.

"Jamie?" Robbie asked, sitting on him and shaking his shoulders. "Wake up." Robbie whined. Jamie stayed limp, not making a single movement...

...Well, apart from a noticeable 'blep' that he made with his tongue...

Robbie narrowed his eyes and tightened his lips. "Don't make me tickle you again." Robbie warned. Jamie stayed right where he was. Robbie smirked. "You've got 5 seconds to come alive, before I tickle you again. 5...4...3..." Robbie counted.

Much to Robbie's surprise, Jamie reached his arms up and trapped Robbie against his chest! Then, Jamie turned him onto his back, and tickled him in sweet revenge.

"AAAAHAHAHAHAHA! JAHAHAHAMIHIHIHIHIE! CHAHAHAHASE HEHEHEHEHELP MEHEHEHE!" Robbie shouted as he laughed hysterically.

"Nope...it looks like you're stuck." Chase replied with a smug look.

With that out of the way, Jamie hugged Robbie closer to his chest, before tickling him absolutely everywhere! The tummy, the belly button, the sides, the ribs, the armpits, everywhere on the boy's upper body was tickled.

"HAHAHAHAHAHAHA! EEEEEEEHEHEHEHEHE! YOHOHOHOHOU'RE TIHIHIHIHICKLIHIHIHIHING MEHEHEHE EHEHEHEHEVEHEHERYWHEHEHEHERE!" Robbie yelled.

Jamie made a big, smug smirk, and Chase noticed it almost instantly. "Ohohoho...I think he's aware, Robbie..." Chase reacted, slightly nervous of what Jamie was capable of if he caught him and tickled him as well.

"CHAHAHAHAHASE! DOHOHOHOHO SOHOHOHOMETHIHIHIHING! PLEHEHEHEHEAHASE HEHEHEHELP MEHEHEHE!" Robbie begged helplessly.

Chase gulped as Jamie showed him an evil, mischievous, and almost threatening facial expression. "Uh...Sorry kid! You're on your own. There's NO WAY, I'm helping out. This guy will utterly destroy me, if I get involved. So...nope! Not happening." Chase replied.

Jamie nodded his head, as if to tell Chase 'you made the right choice by backing away'. Then, Jamie slowed his fingers and hugged the boy. Robbie's smile widened as he regenerated the breath he had lost. But thankfully, Robbie didn't need that much breath to get better. So, Robbie was able to enjoy the cuddle session with Jamie for a while.

Though it took a while longer than they expected, the boys did end up playing on the playground for a while. When the picnic stuff was all packed away, all three of the men had walked up to the playground to check out the equipment that was available to them. There was lots of rope-climbing equipment, lots of swings, plenty of slides, quite a few spinning equipment pieces, and a lot of different monkey bar sets!

On one of the monkey bar sets, Robbie had jumped up and started climbing from bar to bar with his bare hands like a monkey. While Robbie was just dangling on the monkey bars, Chase was standing on the ground, just eyeing up the boy with an evil idea in his mind.

"Hey Robbie! How long can you hang from there?" Chase asked.

"I don't know...probably a while." Robbie replied.

What would happen if I tickled you right now?" Chase asked, as he reached his hands up to get at his armpits.

Robbie let out a nervous squeal as he kicked his legs anxiously. "Don't tickle me! I'll fall!" Robbie begged, with a nervous, but an eager smile taking over his lips.

"If you fall, I'll catch you." Chase replied.

"I like being up here though!" Robbie argued with a smile and a giggle.

"Then it looks like you're gonna have to work hard to stay up there, then." Chase replied before wiggling a couple fingers in one of Robbie's armpits.

"eeEEEEK! CHAHAHAHASE! STAHAHAHAHAP IHIHIHIHIT!" Robbie squealed as he kicked and giggled.

"Let's see how long you can last. So far, you can last almost 5 seconds." Chase told him.

Robbie continued to giggle and squeal for a good 30 seconds. He used as much of his grip as he could, to not let go of the monkey bars. But, the tickling was weakening him!

Next, Chase began tickling both armpits one at a time, and switching armpits every few seconds. Robbie kept holding on, but the poor boy was slowly losing his grip! It was growing increasingly difficult to keep holding on. But Robbie was a determined boy! He wanted to reach a maximum of 2 minutes. So, he attempted.

"Wow...not bad...But what if I switched spots, and chose to tickle the back of your neck? How would that make you feel?" Chase asked as he walked towards Robbie's back. Chase had lowered his left hand, before moving his right hand back up to the back of Robbie's neck. Robbie let out yet another squeal, and fell into a puddle of babbles and laughter.

"NOHOHOHOHOHOHO! CHAHAHAHAHA! TIHIHIHICKIHIHIHIHIHI! HAHAHAHAHAHAHA!" Robbie babbled helplessly.

Chase lowered his right hand for a moment or two. "you've lasted more than a minute so far. You're doing very well. I'm impressed. buuuuut..." Chase muttered, lifting up both hands this time. "What if I tickled your neck, AND your left armpit? Can you last? Or are you too ticklish to stand it?" Chase asked.

Robbie's eyes widened as he realized what was coming. And before he could stop it, Robbie let out another squeal before falling into an endless swirl of laughter. One hand was tickling the back of Robbie's neck, while the other hand was tickling his left armpit! It was SO BAD! And it was quickly weakening him!

"STAHAHAHAP IHIHIHIT! STAPSTAPSTAP CHASE, PLEHEHEHEASE STAHAHAHAP!" Robbie begged frantically as he kicked his legs in the air.

"Listen, I'll stop tickling you, the moment you let go of that blue bar. Until you let go though, I'm not budging..." Chase replied.

This was the moment where Robbie decided: enough is enough. If Chase is going to be like that, he minus well let go of the bar and claim his personal high score. So, Robbie let his shaky hands go. Robbie fell for a good couple inches, before being safely caught in the arms of his tickler.

Robbie's giggles continued to leave his mouth as he laid in Chase's arms, bridal style. "Thahahahat wahahas ehehehevihihihil..." Robbie told him.

Chase chuckled. "I know...But did I go overboard?" Chase asked.

"Nohohoho. Thahahahat wahahas peheheherfehehect." Robbie told him through his giggles.

Chase's eyes widened as a thought went through his head...He LIKED that?!

"Wait a second...Was that activity fun for you?" Chase asked. Robbie's smile widened as he giggled and nodded back in reply. Chase shook his head in disbelief. "Wow...it's a wonder what you can handle..." Chase commented as he walked away from the monkey bars.

"Ihihihi cahahan hahahandle ihihihihit. Ihihihi'm ahaha bihihig bohohohoy." Robbie told him.

Chase giggled back at the last statement. "In some ways you are. But in other ways, you'll still be our cute little Robbie." Chase told him.

Robbie ended up falling asleep on the man. Though Chase had to put the child into the back seat of the car, he really didn't want to let go of him. But...safety first, wants second. When Chase and Jamie got home, Chase placed Robbie into Chase's big bed for a good ol' nap. But, Robbie had woken up enough to grab his hand.

"Can you please stay?" Robbie had asked him in his tired, childish raspy voice. The child even had the audacity to give him the puppy eyes...

How can a man say no to that?! So...two men ended up taking a nap together. And soon enough, Jamie joined them...in a chair, in another room...

Chase slowly began to open his eyes and lift his head. What happened? How long had he been asleep? Chase looked around the room and, unsurprisingly, was taken back by how dizzy and weird the room looked! Chase knew that feeling all to well: He was drunk. And not just light drunk, SUPER, IMPAIRED kinda drunk!

It...felt good! He felt warm and giddy inside. The feeling almost brought him back to his high school drunken years. The years where nothing really mattered and your life could be exciting for a couple hours with your friends! Though he's been tempted to, Chase refused to relive those high school glory days...

So, how in the world did he end up so drunk? Why wouldn't he let the fear of too much alcohol, fill his head? While Chase tried to remember his sober thoughts, a breaking news story showed up on the TV. Chase paused his thinking to attempt to watch it. Unfortunately, Chase was only able to process bits of the news information...The news journalist sounded all mumbly!

Well...apart from a few words: "Breaking ne-.....Coronavirus........confirmed.........reached........last night........Wash your hands.........Don't....."

Chase let a single "Oh" leave his mouth as one of his questions were answered: Chase's mind didn't worry because of the Coronavirus outbreak! He wouldn't be going anywhere, so he managed to convince himself he has all the time in the world to be drunk!

Next, was the next question: How much did he drink?

Well...considering the fact that burps of gas kept leaving his stomach and the whole room was dazed, Chase could say that he was...quite drunk! Chase allowed a toothy smile to show up onto his face as he began to look around the room. The room was a little more lit than before, and the TV appeared to have been on for hours. The blanket that was around him earlier had ended up on the floor, and a collection of bottles in the shape of a pyramid could be seen in the corner of his eye. Chase looked closely at the bottles...

Soon, it occurred to him, that these were HIS bottles!

Okay...So, he might've overdone it.

Was that good? No.

Did he regret it?...Chase took one last look at the room, and smiled brightly as more happiness and excitement filled his body.

...Not one bit.

Meanwhile:

Jameson Jackson was listening to the radio and dancing to some jazzy music on his record player. Using a hair comb as a microphone, he was dancing around, lip-syncing the lyrics and swinging his hips to the beat of the song. For part of it, he was practicing the Charleston dance! For another part of it, he was dancing around and spinning a cane. For the last part of the dance, when he felt comfortable enough, he even began pretending to be a woman in a flapper dress! He danced around all femininely, swinging his hips to make the beaded dress sway, and even fixing his 'short, dazzled' hair like a proper lady from the Roaring 20's!

Out of nowhere, a loud crash went off, ringing throughout the house and scaring the dance right out of Jamie. It scared the poor boy so bad, Jamie just about jumped 5 feet into the air! Jamie removed the needle from the record to stop the music, before slowly walking up to the door. Jamie knocked on his own door and waited for someone to knock back. When no one knocked back, Jamie decided to open up the door and look into the hall:

There, laying on his belly on the ground in front of the door, was Chase! Jameson gasped in horror! What in the world- Is he okay?! Jamie opened his door a smidge more and quickly knelt down to help the man. Jamie began poking, tapping and shaking the man to wake him up. Amidst a shake, Jameson sighed in relief when he heard a sleepy giggle leave Chase's mouth. Jameson flipped the man over onto his back to get a better look at him. He smelled like alcohol...Did the man start drinking again? Jamie attempted to get him to sit up. Only...Chase's neck muscles appeared to be broken, because the moment Chase's back was lifted, his head began falling backwards. Oh no...

Suddenly, Chase's eyes opened. Upon seeing the person beside him, Chase gasped and made a big smile. "Hiiiii Jamie! You done *hiccup* dancing already?" Chase asked. Jamie frowned.

'You're drunk.' Jamie signed, signing the letter Y, and imitating drinking the bottle from the thumb 'cap'.

Chase laughed. "Yeeeeeeaaahh...But enough about that: How're YOU doin'?" Chase asked, poking Jamie's chest.

Jamie lifted an eyebrow, not sure on how to answer. 'I'm fine. You're not.' Jamie signed back to him.

"Eeeeh...Who cares about me? Allll I care about...is you. I was gonna join you 'nd your dancin', but-" Chase explained, pausing to think of how to word the next sentence. "I...got a dizzzzzy sssspell..." Chase admitted.

So THAT was why Chase was lying on the ground...

Jamie sighed. 'I'm getting Marvin.' Jamie signed before slowly dropping Chase onto the ground.

Upon seeing Jamie walk over to the door behind him, Chase lifted his head and giggled. "The woooorld is upside down! Cooooooll!" Chase reacted. Jamie rolled his eyes at Chase's comment as he knocked on the door. A couple seconds later, Marvin opened the door.

"Oh! Hi Jamie." Marvin greeted.

'Hi Marvin. So...Chase drank some beer. He's drunk.' Jamie explained briefly.

Marvin's eyes widened. "Wait, seriously?! Where is-...Ohohoho NOhohohoho!" Marvin reacted, bursting into giggles as he laid his eyes on the source of the crash. "Chase! My man! What happened to you?!" Marvin reacted.

"I found some b- *Hiccup* beer! There was beeeeeerrr in the...fridge? Cabinet? Idon'tfuckin'know..." Chase replied. Marvin only giggled and shook his head like a disappointed parent.

"Let's get you up at least." Marvin suggested. Marvin and Jamie knelt down to either side of Chase, and wrapped the arm around their shoulder. Next, they placed their other free hand onto the farthest hip, and began to lift him up. This ended up working quite well! With Chase still able to walk, the men were able to steer Chase to wherever he wanted to go.

Since Jamie wasn't able to sign at that moment, Jamie relied on Marvin to ask any of the questions.

"So: Where do you wanna go?" Marvin asked.

"IIIIIII...Uhhhhhh....the livin' room." Chase decided. Marvin mumbled an 'Okay', and continued walking.

Not even a minute later, Chase began jumping, giggling and squirming to the side.

Marvin was the first to notice. "Chase? What are you-"

"Sohohomeohohones tihihicklihihing mehehehehe!" Chase muttered, throwing his head back as he giggled through his toothy smile.

"I don't think it's me." Marvin mentioned, double checking his right hand-placement against Chase's side. "Jamie, are you moving your hands?" Marvin asked. Jamie broke his concentration on his left hand, and looked up at Marvin with a guilty face.

Jamie muttered a guilt-filled 'Sorry' before returning his focus to tightening his grip on Chase's wrist and side.

"Jahahamie...behe cahaharfuhuhu- AAAHAHAHA! IHIHIHI'M GOHOHONNA FAHAHAHAHALLL!" Chase shouted suddenly. Marvin's eyes widened as he leaned forward to see what he was doing: He was grabbing at Chase's hips!

It was around here that Marvin started to grow playful. A smirk grew onto his lips. "What's wrong Chase? Ticklish much?" Marvin asked, beginning to dig his own hand into Chase's right hip.

"WHAHAHAT DOHOHO YOHOHOU FUHUHUHUCKIN' THIHIHIHINK?!" Chase shouted back.

Jamie's eyes and mouth both widened in surprise. Marvin's did as well! "Dude! I know your brain is drowning in alcohol right now, but there is no need to be swearing right now." Marvin warned with a laugh.

"IHIHIF YOU STAHAHAP TIHIHICKLIHIHING MEHEHEHE, THEHEHEN MAHAHAYBEHEHE I WIHIHIHILL!" Chase shot back.

"Ohoho...I doubt that." Marvin muttered. even though he wanted to continue, he decided to stop for now, and wait for when Chase was in a more comfortable position. As they walked, Marvin eyed up the couch. The magician looked at Jamie, and signaled for the couch. Jamie nodded in agreement, before continuing their walk.

In a couple more seconds, Marvin and Jamie managed to get Chase towards the couch. Jamie and Marvin carefully placed Chase's body down, and eyed up the weird pyramid of...empty beer bottles.

Jamie pointed to the pyramid of empty bottles. Marvin's eyes widened in horror and shock. "Chase? Is this yours?" Marvin asked.

"Cool right? *hiccup* I put that t'gether myself." Chase told Marvin, unaware of how angry Marvin was becoming.

"You drank 6 beers?! HOW?!" Marvin reacted.

"Wha- I drank 6 beers?!" Chase yelled, as if completely unaware of how many beers he had really drank.

"Here..." Marvin mumbled, grabbing the beer bottles out of their pyramid shape. "1, 2, 3-" Marvin counted, handing Jamie the empty bottles to put them into the recycling. "4, 5, 6! 6 beer bottles! How in the world did you do that?!" Marvin reacted, carrying the other 3 beer bottles himself, to the recycling.

"I...I don't actually remember...I mighta'...zoned out while drinkin' 'em." Chase explained as best as he could. He couldn't wrack his mind for any memories of what he had done.

'It's possible. I've seen people zone out while drinking. He might've lost count while drinking them.' Jamie explained.

"But...he's not a light weight. I've seen him drink whiskey straight up, without getting very drunk." Marvin added.

"Does *hiccup* Does it really matter that much? The world's endin'. Minus well get drunk while IIIII'm stuck 'nside." Chase argued over his shoulder.

Jamie looked at Chase in a brand new light; he began to understand. 'Chase let himself zone out because he's stuck at home with nothing else to do anyway. He believed he could have some fun while he's stuck at home.' Jamie explained.

"Ooooooh...Well in THAT case:" Marvin reacted before grabbing at Chase's sides. "I'm gonna have a little fun too! RAAAAWWWRR!" Marvin declared, growling like a dog as he squeezed Chase's sides.

"NOHOhohoho! Cohohohome ohohohon, mahahan!" Chase squirmed and bursted into more giggles.

"Come on what?" Marvin asked.

"Whyhyhyhy thehehe grohohohowlihihihing?!" Chase asked through his giggles.

"Cause the growling is fun!...Unless, you want baby talk instead? Aaa-kitchy-kitchy-kitchy-koo! Aaa-kitchy-kitchy-kitchy-kitchy-koo!" Marvin teased in a baby voice.

"NOHOHOHOHO! Yohohohou're SOHOHOHO MEHEHEHEHEAN!" Chase shouted back.

"And YOU'RE such a risk taker! Drinking so many beers like that! Do you know how many calories you've drank in 2 hours?!" Marvin asked.

"NOHOHO..." Chase replied.

"over 1200 calories!" Marvin told him.

"IHIHI DOHOHOHON'T CAHAHAHARE!" Chase yelled back.

"Oh! Well then THIS shouldn't bother you, one bit!" Marvin replied. Behind the couch, Jamie appeared and reached his hand down to try out any other spots.

"JAHAHAHAMIHIHIE! DO- HAHAHAHAHAHAHA! NAHAHAHAHAHA!" Chase shouted, squirming wildly as he bursted into even more laughter. Jamie had pulled up his shirt with one hand, and started wiggling his fingers all over Chase's tummy! Chase was laughing and squealing like crazy! It tickled so bad for the poor man!

In a sudden attempt to get revenge, Chase reached up and started digging his fingers into Marvin's armpits!

"Hehehehehey! EEEEEEhehehehehahahaha!" Marvin giggled, losing balance of his body, before flopping onto Chase's body. Chase quickly sat himself up, flipped Marvin over and trapped Marvin in the grasp of his criss-crossed legs! Then, Chase shoved one hand into his armpit, and drummed his free fingers on Marvin's middle ribs.

"GAAAAHAHAHAHAHAHA! WAHAHAHAIT! NAHAHAHAT THEHEHEHERE, PLEHEHEHEHEASE!" Marvin shouted, curling towards the back of the couch, to lessen the tickles. Unfortunately, this only exposed the left side of Marvin's ribs! So, Chase took the opportunity to remove his left hand from his armpit, and drummed his fingers aaaaaall over the ticklish ribs.

"YOHOHOHOU FUHUHUHUCKIN' AHAHAHAHASSHOHOHOLE! NAHAHAHAHAHAHA!" Marvin shouted as his lower back hit the body below him.

"Jesus Christ man! You're worse than me! And you're sober!" Chase reacted. In a kind gesture to give him a break, Chase moved his hands away from the ribs and up to Marvin's armpits again. Marvin's laughter fell into giggles mixed in with the laughter. With the lessened tickly feeling easier to handle, Marvin attempted to get him back by tickling the feet that were conveniently right in front of him.

Unfortunately for Marvin, Chase didn't react whatsoever. "Nice try *hiccup*...If you're tryin' to tickle my feet, it's not gonna work. My feet aren't ticklish." Chase explained.

"Cohohohome ohohohon...Seheheheriohously?!" Marvin reacted.

"Seriously! I've surprised m-multiple people with that f-AAAAAH! JAHAHAHAHAMIHIHIE! NAHAHAHAHOHOHOHO!" Chase shouted suddenly. Jamie had walked around and started sneaking his hand inside a hole, to tickle Chase's tummy and side again. Chase's legs unraveled amidst his squirming, allowing Marvin the chance to push them away and go free.

Marvin, wanting to help Jamie out, attempted any other tickle spots on Chase. One of the spots Marvin found, was under his knees.

Chase gasped and squealed in surprise. "EEEEEHEHEHEHEHEHEHAHAHA! THAHAHAHAT'S AHAHA TIHIHIHICKLIHIHISH SPOHOHOHOT?!" Chase shouted, completely surprised by his own reaction from Marvin fingers.

"Yeah! A bad one too, apparently!" Marvin replied. Marvin continued drumming and wiggling his fingers all over the pit of Chase's knee, while using the other hand to prevent Chase's lag from stretching! The spot was so vulnerable! Especially when bending wasn't an option! Chase couldn't get over how ticklish the spot really was. On top of that, Jamie was wiggling his fingers all over Chase's stomach at the same time too! Two bad spots were being targeted, and Chase couldn't do much about it...

Unless...

Chase decided to try reaching out and squeezing Jamie's sides in possible revenge. Thankfully, Jamie jolted and retreated his arms almost right away! In an attempt to regain dominance, Jamie tried covering his exposed sides with his left arm and continued tickling with his right hand. Unfortunately, this only allowed Chase the chance to grab Jamie's reached-out wrist and start tickling under his right armpit. Jamie squeezed his eyes shut and threw his head back. His mouth was sporting a wide, toothy smile and his arm was doing everything it possibly could, to cover the exposed spot. But Chase wouldn't let him!

Despite the fact that one of Chase's bad spots was being tickled, Chase was STILL able to gain a bit of dominance! Jamie was now stuck in his ticklish little trap. All Chase had to do now, was pull his leg free. But...Marvin's grip was pretty strong. Chase attempted a few more times, even going as far as to give Marvin's chest a light push. But...nothing was getting him to let go. Chase started to panic for a second. So, he tried focusing on getting Jamie down further. Perhaps that would get Marvin to back off?

Chase finally let go of Jamie's wrist, and shoved his skittering hands under Jamie's shirt. Jamie suddenly squirmed rapidly, before falling onto Chase's chest sideways. This helped Chase turn Jamie onto his back and skitter his fingers aaaaaaaall over Jamie's belly. Jamie was now wiggling around like a wiggly worm, his body physically jumping with cackles of laughter. It was a little difficult trying to get a good grip on him, but it was totally worth getting the reaction. Even Marvin had stopped tickling Chase to watch Jamie go ballistic from Chase's fingers! It was...really adorable, actually.

"Oh my gosh! You're so fuckin' ticklish! Who knew?!" Chase reacted. To make matters even better, Jamie wasn't really signing anything! Usually in panic-filled situations, Jamie would be signing rapid-fire, making his signing way too quick to process! But right now, Jamie was just laughing and giggling silently, and tightening his arms up against his chest while he wiggled like a mad man.

"What's wrong JJ? Got nothing to say?" Marvin asked in a teasy tone. Amidst his squirming, Jamie didn't sign anything back! The only reply he DID make, was a shake of the head while he laughed. 'No' was his only reply.

"'No'?! Hey Chase! The ticklish little chatterbox has nothing to say! I think you've rendered him speechless, Chase!" Marvin commented.

Chase bursted out laughing at that. "Aww! Does widdle Jamie wike de tickles?" Chase asked, slowing his fingers a little bit to let him answer. Jamie's wiggling began to slightly diminish, as he attempted to answer. 'No I don't!' Jamie signed.

"Oh! The man speaks! He says he doesn't." Marvin reacted.

"Oh...Alright. In that case, I'll stop." Chase replied, removing his hands. Jamie's squirming diminished rather quickly, along with his distorted face. Jamie's face went from ticklish joy, to downright disappointment in a matter of seconds! Marvin noticed this expression almost right away.

"What's wrong Jamie?" Marvin asked.

Chase slid Jamie off of his body, and managed to replace the preoccupied couch seat with Jamie's body.

Jamie sat up. 'Why did you stop?' He asked. Chase's eyes widened in surprise.

"Wha-you said you didn't like it!" Chase replied.

Jamie lifted a finger and opened his mouth...before reversing both actions after some further thought.

Marvin's jaw completely dropped. "You...YOU LIKE IT?!" Marvin shouted.

'NO!...Yes-' Jamie replied, pausing his signing, before scratching the back of his head in embarrassment. Jamie took a deep breath so he could try again. 'I don't mind it. I actually miss it. No one ever used to tickle me because I never made a sound. What's the fun in tickling someone because they couldn't make a laughing sound? Not only that, but they misunderstood my-' Jamie signed, pausing to calmly reenact his wiggling back and forth. '-squirming. They thought I was squirming because I hated it and wanted out. In the end, they never really knew just how wrong they were because I couldn't tell them otherwise.' Jamie signed.

Chase's face softened. Marvin let a crooked smile show up onto his face. "I didn't think you hated it. I thought you were having fun." he admitted.

"And the truth is: You can laugh. It may not have a sound like the rest of us, but that's okay. Your reaction is so much cuter." Chase explained.

"And funnier!" Marvin added. Jamie got off the couch and turned his head towards Marvin with a small, toothy smile. "Seeing a calm and collected man completely lose control and flail themselves absolutely everywhere, is hilarious to watch!" Marvin told him, lightly flailing his own arms as he talked.

Jamie's smile grew a little wider, before he attempted to hide it by turning his body away.

Marvin gasped quietly and began to sneak up on Jamie. "Was that a smile I just saw?" Marvin asked in a teasy voice.

Jamie attempted to turn himself away from the man. But Marvin wasn't having it.

"Come on Jamie. Where's that smile?" Marvin asked, walking closer and closer to Jamie's back. "Come on. I know you're hiding it." Marvin teased, giving Jamie's belly a few pokes. Jamie's smile quickly began to instinctively widen. So, Jamie attempted to cover his mouth and run away from him. But unfortunately for Jamie, the dapper boy ran right into the arms of Chase!

"Ooooh...You've just made a grave mistake..." Chase said semi-quietly, lifting his curled right hand up and up and up, to intimidate him. "Because you've just walked right into the hands...of the tickle monster!" Chase teased right before shoving his hands under Jamie's shirt to get his tummy. Jamie Threw his head back and laid it on Chase's shoulder for a second. Then, his head jumped back up and started shaking back and forth as his body curled in to get away from his fingers. But Chase had Jamie stuck in a skittery, tickly hug! Jamie couldn't go anywhere! Everywhere he squirmed, Chase's hands would follow.

After a couple minutes of this playfulness, Chase leaned his lips towards Jamie's ear. "How do you feel about raspberries?" Chase whispered in his ear. Jamie completely froze in fear. He struggled to keep himself together as nervous giggles and small little squirms filled his body. "Is that okay? Can I do it?" Chase asked at a regular volume. Jamie, with a large toothy grin, nodded his head excitedly. Chase began to grin as well as he got himself ready for the SUPER ticklish finale. Chase took in a loud, big breath and...

Jamie squeezed his eyes shut and bit his lip in anticipation...

...

...

...Nothing was happening...

...

...In a desperate need to get some answers, Jamie turned his head all the way to the left to look at him. What was he-

Chase moved his head to the blind side of Jamie's neck, and blew the raspberry right on his neck! PPPBBBBBBBBBBBTTT!

Jamie jolted in surprise and bursted into silent cackles! His body abrupted into large amounts of squirming, while his legs began to give out on him. Jamie slowly began slipping out of Chase's grip. So, Chase picked up the man by the armpits, and wrapped both arms around to tickle Jamie again, in the upper ribs this time! Jamie was stuck in another tickle hug! And this time, he couldn't bring his arms down at all! Jamie body continued to squirm as much as it possibly could. One could easily tell that Jamie was absolutely loving it! So, he kept going!

After a couple more minutes of this, Chase decided to stop. He removed his fingers and continued to carry the now-exhausted boy. Marvin happily picked up the man, bridal style, and began to walk up to the couch with him. But suddenly, Jamie came alive again and began tickling Marvin's armpits again!

"HEHEHEHEY! IHIHI DOHOHON'T WAHAHANNA DROHOHOHOP YOHOHOHOU!" Marvin yelled, struggling to keep Jamie up. 'Okay. Go on the couch.' Jamie suggested. Marvin followed Jamie's advice, and lowered himself onto the couch.

As soon as Marvin's butt hit the couch cushion, Jamie crawled off Marvin and began tickling him. With Chase holding Marvin's arms up, Jamie got en-suite access to Marvin's ticklish armpits and ribs! He switched armpits lots of times, and tried tickling multiple different spots at once. He even discovered that Marvin's neck is SUPER sensitive to light flutters! So, Jamie had a blast with that.

Chase has always been a very cuddly person. From when he was a little boy to even now, he has never truly grown out of his cuddly nature. When he was married to Stacy, Chase was never afraid of showing his love for Stacy by cuddling her. Stacy was aware of just how cuddly he was, and allowed the man to cuddle her whenever he needed it. When they had kids, Chase would happily cuddle the kids when they wanted it. He'd happily agree to lay in bed with them for hours, and never hesitated to cuddle them till they fell asleep. It was one of the best parts about being a parent, that Chase wholeheartedly missed.

Now: divorced and all alone, Chase would find ways to make up for the cuddle-free life he was living. He spent money on stuffed animals he would cuddle with in bed, and even went as far as to buy a 20 pound weighted blanket. It was anxiety-relieving to feel comforted by a blanket, and it helped him sleep at night. When he needed the feeling of human warmth, Chase would put the weighted blanket into the dryer, and pull it out when it was finished. That was his favourite feeling: A warm, heavy blanket just pulled out of the dryer. It was almost perfect...

keyword: almost. Unfortunately, Chase knew that the blanket was inanimate, and didn't have a soul to connect with. So soon, Chase's weighted cuddle blanket became the thing it really was: a heavy, lifeless blanket.

What Chase was missing, was human affection. It was something he longed for, but never gained the courage to ask for. So, he'd quietly live through his phases of cuddle urges, and live on another day.

Today however, it was much worse than usual. It was impossible to ignore this urge. So, Chase gained the courage to do something for the first time: He wanted to ask for cuddles. So, Chase went off, carrying his weighted blanket on his back as he walked around the house, looking for people to cuddle. after walking around for a few more minutes, Chase finally came across one of his friends outside: It was Marvin. Marvin appeared to be playing with his cards in the backyard. Chase walked up to the door, and slid it open. Once he was outside, Chase slide it closed and walked further out.

"Hi Marvin." Chase said.

"Hi Chase! What's up?" Marvin said, turning around to face his friend.

Chase looked up to his friend, and began to feel guilty. "Not much. I was gonna ask you something, but I can see you're busy." Chase admitted, before turning around to leave.

"Whoa, whoa, whoa! Hold on a second Chase! Are you doing okay?" Marvin asked.

Chase put on an empty, crooked smile. "I'm okay." Chase explained.

"Are you sure?" Marvin asked.

Chase nodded. "I'm sure." Chase replied. Marvin nodded his head and let go of Chase's shoulders. Upon his newfound freedom, Chase went back inside through the sliding door.

Chase began looking around for someone else who might've been free. Chase, with his weighted blanket on his back, walked down the hall towards Jamie's room. Upon looking inside, Chase noticed Jamie was in there, playing Darts. Chase opened the door further and looked at him.

"Hi Jamie." Chase said.

Jamie turned himself towards the door, and waved at the man at the door.

"Are you free?" Chase asked.

Jamie nodded and began to put his darts away. Chase had decided to sit himself down at the end of Jamie's bed. When the darts were back in their proper place, Jamie walked back and sat onto the end of his bed with Chase.

'What's up?' Jamie signed.

Chase took an extra couple seconds to reply to him. "I...I'm in the mood..." Chase explained briefly.

Jamie tilted his head. 'What type of mood?" Jamie asked.

Chase scratched his head awkwardly. "I'm in the mood to be cuddled." Chase explained better.

Jamie and nodded his head in understanding, and laid himself down on his bed. without a second wasted, Jamie lifted his neck and open his arms wide, to signal Chase to come cuddle with him. Chase happily joined him, resting his head on Jamie's chest and wrapping his arms around him. Jamie wrapped his arms around Chase as well, and began to stroke Chase's hair with his left hand.

This was exactly what Chase needed. not even a second in, and Chase had already decided that Jamie was a lot better at cuddling then Stacy. where has Jamie been all his life? Chase could have used his cuddles years ago! but nothing can change the past. He's here now: and right now, Chase was experiencing the best cuddle he's ever experienced before in his life.

To top it off, Jamie had began to massage Chase's side and belly with his free right hand. I felt extremely soothing for Chase. This was the first time in nearly two decades, that Chase has been massaged in such a way on his stomach. this was the kind of action a father would do to their son or daughter when their stomach was hurting. it was soothing, calming, and irreplaceable.

Suddenly, Chase's sleepy nature had been interrupted a little bit. How, you might ask? well, Jamie's soothing fingers had began to curl, making the feeling more ticklish than soothing. Chase, being as tired as he was, didn't hold back any of his giggles when they began to leave his throat.

Jamie silently laughed in response. 'Ticklish?' Jamie asked.

Chase shrugged his shoulder and nodded his head. "A little." Chase admitted. Jamie smiled as a playful glint began to form into his eyes. Suddenly before Chase could realize what mistake he had just made by telling him, Jamie lifted his hands up in the air and wiggled them teasingly before touching down onto Chase's sides.

"HEhehehehehehey! Whahahahat ahahahare yohohou dohoing?" Chase asked through his newfound giggles.

Jamie removed his hands to sign to him. 'tickling you.' Jamie signed before resuming his tickle attack.

"Whyhyhyhy? Ahahahall I wahahahanted wahahas to cuhuhuhuddle!" Chase argued.

Jamie paused his tickling again to sign back to him. 'This is more fun.' he signed, resuming back to tickling right after.

Jamie began to squeeze and claw at Chase's sides and ribs, making him squeal and laugh along with his giggles.

"Jahahahahamihihihihie! Ihihihihit tihihihihickles!" Chase told him through bouts of laughter.

Jamie removed his hands and gasped before placing the palms of his hands on his cheeks, imitating the signature face from Home Alone. 'Really?! I had no idea!' Jamie reacted dramatically. Almost immediately after, Jamie's dramatic face changed to a semi-serious facial expression. 'Sorry, I'm stupid! I should've known!' Jamie joked before tickling him again.

Chase, unable to handle much more of the evil teasing, decided to grab at Jamie's hands and stop his teases and tickle attacks. But all this did, was make Jamie visibly angry. Jamie pulled his hands out of his grip with a smile slipping through his angry facade. 'Don't grab my hands like that! How would you feel is I-' Jamie signed, before covering up Chase's mouth with his left hand and tickling him with his right.

Chase bursted into more giggles, but his giggles were now being muffled by Jamie's hand! Though being tickled by one hand was less ticklish than two hands, it still tickled enough for giggles to leave Chase's mouth. Jamie paused his tickling to sign again. 'You annoyed?' Jamie signed with one hand, before going back to tickling him again.

In a single instant, all the playfulness stopped. The playfulness turned to disgust, as Jamie removed his now-wet palm of his right hand. Chase had licked his hand in an attempt to get Jamie to remove his hand. It ended working really well!...too well...

Jamie made a disappointing face, and pointed at his soiled hand with his right hand. 'You're gross.' Jamie signed, rubbing his stomach with a curled hand to sign the word 'gross'.

"Hey, you started it. All I wanted was a cuddle! Next thing I know, I'm being tickled and teased by a man in a mustache!" Chase argued.

Jamie smirked confidently, and began to twirl his mustache. 'A sexy one.' Jamie shot back. Chase rolled his eyes and lightly flicked Jamie's hat off his head. In retaliation, Jamie rubbed his saliva-covered hand onto Chase's shirt sleeve.

"Ehehew! I mean I know it's my saliva, but come on!" Chase reacted.

Jamie stuck his tongue out at him, like a child would in a fight. Chase, completely done with the dapper boy, decided to give the man a taste of his own medicine.

Chase pushed Jamie down onto his back, and quickly lifted up Jamie's shirt. With his belly completely exposed, Chase took in a big breath and blew a big raspberry onto Jamie's tummy. Jamie erupted into squirming, silently laughing and attempting to push Chase's head away.

"Learned your lesson yet?" Chase asked. Even as he was laughing and squirming like a worm, Jamie still signed 'I'm not sorry!' back to the man!

"Huh...Such guts for a man's who's unbearably ticklish!" Chase replied, before getting up and blowing a raspberry onto Jamie's neck.

Jamie bursted into even more laughter, but recovered rather quickly. In no time at all, Jamie had gotten up and pulled Chase closer, to blow a raspberry onto Chase's neck as well!

"NAHAHAHAhahahaha! Whahahahat, ihihis thihis a challenge or something?" Chase asked. Jamie thought for a moment, before nodding his head. Chase nodded his head back. "Very well. Challenge accepted." Chase replied.

Suddenly, out of nowhere, someone came crashing through the door. "DID SOMEONE SAY CHALLENGE?!" someone shouted at the door.

Chase let out a squeal of surprise, before covering his mouth. Jamie began to titter, punching the bed as he laughed at the sound he just made. In an attempt to mock him, Jamie crossed his eyes and began taunting Chase in a very 'slapstick' manner. Chase proceeded to pout in anger, and push Jamie. Except...Chase accidentally pushed him off the bed!...Aaaaand into the arms of Jackieboy Man!

"I gotcha!" Jackie reacted, holding onto Jamie bridal-style. "Now, I couldn't help but hear quite a bit of laughter coming from this room. Care to explain?" Jackie asked.

"Uuuuh..." Chase started.

Jamie happily signed the situation for them both. 'We were having a tickle fight!' Jamie signed.

"A tickle fight?!" Jackie reacted. "You two were having a tickle fight without the best tickle fight master in all of Brighton?!" Jackie reacted, talking about himself like usual.

'...tickle fight...master?' Jamie signed, unaware of such a title.

"'best tickle fight master in all of Brighton?' Never heard of 'em." Chase replied.

"Are you SERIOUS?!" Jackie reacted, dumbfounded.

"Who is he?" Chase asked.

"IT'S ME, YOU DIMWIT!" Jamie shouted back at him. Jamie bursted out laughing. The truth was, they were perfectly aware of the title. It was Jackie, and only Jackie, that placed that very title upon himself. Truth is, it was hilarious!

"You?! A tickle fight master? Come on! Stop pulling my leg!" Chase joked.

"You-...You don't believe me?!" Jackie reacted.

Jamie waved the man down to him. 'If you're the tickle fight master you claim you are, prove it.' Jamie suggested.

Jackie stared at Jamie for only 5 seconds, before a gigantic, teasy smirk grew onto the man's face. "Very well. I'll prove it to you. Ill prove it ALL to you! Near the end of this afternoon, you will indeed see that I am the ULTIMATE TICKLE MONSTER THAT EVER DID EXIST!" Jackie declared.

'Don't you mean tickle fight master?' Jamie signed. Jackie looked down at the sassy man in his arms.

It didn't take long for confidence to fill Jackie's body. "You know, I applaud your bravery, considering the position you're in. Perhaps you'll regret it when I..." Jackie told him, before digging his fingers into Jamie's belly. "-tickle you?" Jackie finished, now starting his tickle session. "Oh! And before I officially begin:" Jackie said, pulling his hand away to give the man some time to get ready. "Every ticklish thing that happens to Jamie, is happening to you too." Jackie declared before resuming his tickle fight.

Chase didn't thing much of this announcement. But, it was a quarter-way through the fight, that Chase realized: He is ultimately doomed. Jackie certainly got one thing right: He is good at this! Like, REALLY good at this! The different tickling tactics! The baby noises he'd make! And worst of all: The teases! Oh god, the TEASES!

"Hey Jamie? Do you remember how many ribs a human body has? Well, according to Dr. Schneeplestein: 'Zhere are tventy four ribs, vizh tvelve ribs on each side.' Let's test that out. 1...2...3-Will you please hold still? I'm trying to run a delicate experiment, and your squirming is not making it easy!...Oh, and look what you've done: You've made me lose my place. I suppose I'll have to start AAAAALLL over again. It's a shame really. If you wouldn't have moved, this would've been done quicker! 1...2..3...4...5-I don't understand why you're giggling so much. You and I both know this is serious business! Take this seriously!...Oops! It appears I'm going to have to restart once again. Perhaps, to change things around, I can start at the top rib instead?...No?...Well too bad! I'm doing it anyway!"

"Oooh! What ticklish armpits you have? They're absolutely perfect for teasing you with! *moves hands towards belly* Oh my! And what a beautiful belly you have! I simply cannot get over how squishy and ticklish it is! *moves finger to belly button* What's this? A belly button! Why, what a lovely little giggle button you got here? So small! So deep! So ticky-ticky-ticklish!"

"I couldn't help but notice that your neck is also VERY ticklish! Mind if I...test it out?" Jackie asked, before blowing a raspberry onto his neck. "Wow! What a reaction! I can really see your dimples now!" Jackie reacted before squishing his dimples and talking in a baby voice. "Who has adorable dimples? JAMIE has adorable dimples! Yes you do! OH, YES YOU DO!"

"I know you're very much aware of my super speed abilities. But did you know, that I can make my hands go super fast at will? Here's a little example:" Jackie said, before speeding up his clawing hands. Suddenly, to Chase AND Jamie's horror, Jackie's hands were tickling at 10x the speed they were tickling at before! "Wow! What a reaction! Wouldn't you say so, Chase?" Jackie asked, looking at Chase.

Chase didn't answer him. He was too busy watching in horror. Chase knew that was gonna happen to him next! Chase was gonna have to feel all of it as well! The part that scared Chase the most, was the sped-up hands! How is that even fair?! No one else could possibly speed up their fingers that quickly! The only reason Jackie could speed up his hands like that, was because he had superpowers! "Huh...It would appear our audience is too busy dying of embarrassment at the moment. I think Chase realizes that I'll be doing this very thing to him next." Jackie declared.

Jamie face had grown a dark red. It looked like he was having difficulty breathing through all the laughing! Chase was growing a little worried. But, before he could say anything, Jackie had already started tapping on Jackie's hand. It was a mercy tap, that a wrestler would use to tell the other: 'I'm done. have mercy.'

Jackie looked down at the man. "It looks like my friend here has decided to tap out! It's about time, too. I would've stopped in another 5 minutes, if you wouldn't have tapped out." Jackie admitted. Jackie carried Jamie and laid him onto the bed.

"Are you okay?" Chase asked. Jamie was still silently giggling with a cute smile on his face. Jamie gave Chase the 'okay' sign.

"Alright. You heard it here folks: Jamie is okay. Now, let's let the man rest up, and let's being in the new opponent!" Jackie announced like a wrestling announcer. "For his next opponent: We have a man who's stronger than he looks. He's experienced! He's a risk-taker! And, he's as ticklish as they get! Give it up for: Chase Brody!" Jackie announced. Chase rolled his eyes, but smiled as Jackie had a bit of fun.

It seemed like Chase was feeling a little better about the tickle fight...

That was, until Jackie shoved his fingers into his hips.

"WAHAHAHAIT, WHAHAHAHAHAHAT?! NOHOHOHOHOHOHO!" Chase shouted in surprise. That was his worst spot! Why would Jackie attack his worst spot first?!

"Oooh! Jackpot! IIIIIt looks like Jackie's starting off strong!" Jackie announced dramatically. Chase was laughing even more now! Jackie was being so weird!

"PLEHEHEHEHEHEHEASE! NAHAHAHAHAHAT THEHEHEHEHEHEHEHERE!" Chase begged.

"What's this?! A beg? It hasn't even been a minute and Chase is already begging! Can you believe that?!" Jackie reacted.

"STAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAP IHIHIHIHIHIHIT! IHIHIHIHIT'S TOOHOHOHOHOHOHO TIHIHICKLIHIHIHIHISH!" Chase shouted through his laughter.

"Too ticklish?! Well, I'm afraid I can't help you with that. The only way to stop that, is by...well, not being ticklish!" Jackie replied.

"WHAHAHAHAT?! BUHUHUHUHUT IHIHIHIHIHI CAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAN'T!" Chase reacted.

Jackie clicked his tongue in disappointment. "Well, then I guess you're screwed." Jackie replied with a wink.

Next, to make things worse for the man, Jackie began to blow raspberries on his neck!

"WAHAHAHAHAHA! NOHOHOHOHOHOHOHOHAHAHAHAHAHA!" Chase practically screamed.

"Oh, you think THAT'S bad, just wait till you feel this:" Jackie added, before blowing multiple raspberries at once.

"AAAAAAAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA! IHIHIHIHIHIHI'M GOHOHOHOHOHONNA DIHIHIHIHIHIHIHIHEHEHEHEHEHE!" Chase shouted as much as he possibly could.

"Oh please. You wouldn't believe how much endurance humans have once their adrenaline kicks in! It's quite fascinating!" Jackie replied. "And now, for my grand finale:" Jackie announced before moving his fingers up to Chase's sides. "The part we've all been waiting for:" Jackie declared as he got ready to speed up. "3...2...1...GO!" Jackie counted. On go, Jackie sped up his hands to 10 times the speed! He was kneading and clawing at Chase's ribs unbelievably fast!

"HAHAHAHAHAHAHA-" Chase laughed, before breathing in and going silent.

"Wow! Hey Jamie, can you hear that? Chase's laughter kinda sounds like yours! Wouldn't you agree?" Jackie joked. Jamie rolled his eyes, but shook his head with a smile. It was a little odd to be hearing THOSE kinds of jokes coming from Jackie. But at the same time, this was the only opportunity he could make that joke! So, of course he's gonna take it! He is Jackieboy Man, after all.

But one thing that Jackie seemed to have forgotten, was Chase's endurance. So, Jamie decided to help him out. He waved him down before signing. 'Chase needs a break.' Jamie signed.

Jackie's eyes widened, as the reality dawned on him. "Oh yeah!" Jackie reacted before stopping his fingers completely and wrapping his arms under Chase's armpits. Chase dangled his exhausted body on Jackie, wholeheartedly trusting he wouldn't drop him. Jackie, feeling confident in his grip, carried Chase over to the bed and laid him down.

"There..." Jackie said aloud, before sitting on the bed near Jamie.

Unfortunately for Jackie, Jamie wasn't finished yet. Jamie had decided to scoot himself over to Jackie, and start poking him.

"Really?" Jackie asked. Jamie stuck his tongue out at him, and began pretending to get ready for an ol' fashioned boxing match. "You wanna go?" Jackie asked. Jamie nodded his head as he bounced his fists round in the air, and gave him a cat hiss to further intimidate him.

Ohoho...You're on." Jackie declared.

Let's just say that the tickle fights didn't stop there...

Did they ever stop???

It's New Years Eve, and the Egos have opened up the bar for some good ol' fashioned partying! A little known fact about Jamie: He is an AMAZING bartender! He can come up with those well-known alcoholic blends on the fly! How? He simply memorized them from working full-time as a bartender for many years, before his entertainment career took off! So, Jamie was volunteering behind the counter, serving up the Ego's favorite drinks. He was also keeping in mind how much each ego was drinking. Knowing Chase, he might end up overdoing it. Shawn was known for overdoing the drinks as well, so he'd have to keep an eye on both of them. Thankfully, Marvin didn't appear to be drinking very much. Telling by the cup in his hand, Marvin was most likely drinking something. But it was barely anything compared to the other Egos.

"Hey Jamie, my man! Can I have one of those Jack and cokes please?" Chase asked. Jamie smiled, nodded his head and took his glass back. He placed a few ice cubes into the glass, dumped some Jack Daniel's whiskey into the glass, and filled the rest of it with Coca Cola. Then, he handed it to Chase and put the lid back onto the Jack Daniel's.

"Thanks! You're the best! How long have you been bartending for?" Chase asked, taking a sip of his cocktail.

'35 years.' Jamie signed back. Chase choked on his drink.

"How old are you again?!" Chase asked, wide-eyed. Jamie laughed, and clapped his hands in amusement.

'Do you really wanna know?' Jamie asked, still silently laughing in both amusement and embarrassment.

"Yeah! How old are ya?" Chase repeated. Jamie shook his head with a big smile on his face.

'Older than I look, that's for sure.' Jamie replied.

"Aw, come on man! Specify!" Chase whined.

Jamie bursted out into another fit of laughter. He took a moment to calm down, before answering his question. 'Honestly? Older than the World War II survivors. I should be dead.' Jamie replied, before falling into another fit of laughter. Chase's face went pale, as he slowly, and awkwardly, placed his drink down on the coaster in front of him.

"Jesus...You're older than most of the boomers that are still living..." Chase muttered.

Jamie sighed. "Uncultured millennial's..." Jamie joked.

Chase gasped, causing Jamie to burst out laughing once again. "HEY! How DARE you make fun of me! I'll have you know, that the millennial's are the most well-behaved generation so far!" Chase argued.

'Is that true? Or is that just your biased opinion?' Jamie asked.

"He's right." Henrik butted in. "Millennial's are zhe most vell-behaved generation, according to scientists." Henrik clarified.

'Well, I'm not surprised. My generation was drinking, partying and having sex every evening.' Jamie mentioned.

"That's true." Chase agreed.

"And surprizingly, not a lot has changed, over zhe years..." Henrik muttered, before sipping on his drink. Jamie giggled at Henrik's last remark.

15 minutes later:

"Hey guys! I have a funny idea! Let's watch Unus Annus on YouTube! I'd like to see what kind of hilarious content is going up on that!" Chase suggested excitedly.

"Oh dear god...Not ZHIS again!" Henrik sighed, rubbing his nose.

Jamie clapped his hands, and pointed both index fingers at Chase. 'Let's do it!' Jamie signed excitedly.

"I'll get it ready!" Jackie yelled, running to Chase's room to grab the computer and the HDMI cord.

In a few minutes, all 6 egos were sitting on chairs in the living room, flipping through the channel and its content.

"Which one? We've got loooots of content to watch!" Chase asked.

"OOH! COOKING WITH-"

"NEIN! VE ARE NOT VATCHING ZHAT VONE!" Henrik interrupted Jackie.

"Awww...you're no fun..." Jackie whined.

"What about turning Ethan into a mummy?" Chase suggested.

"Sure!" Shawn replied.

'Good choice!' Jamie signed.

"Okay. Zhat's user friendly." Henrik replied.

Chase turned on the video, and sat down.

[After the year long countdown played, Ethan started describing what he wanted his body to be mummified with, and surrounded by. Soon, the pair found a Ted Talk on making a Mummy.

"Are you gonna have to put your hand in my mouth?!" Ethan asked in surprise and horror.

"Oooh yeah." Mark said in a smooth voice.

"Noooooo..." Ethan said in a monotone voice.]

"I don't like how sexy that sounded..." Marvin admitted. Chase bursted out laughing at the remark.

[The narrator started explaining the process, telling Mark and Ethan about the spike hammered into the skull, the mashing of the brain, flushing it from the nose, and the pouring of the tree resin into the skull.

"It's a Neti Pot!" Ethan exclaimed.

"What?!" Mark reacted to Ethan's remark.

"We've done step three already!" Ethan added. Mark bursted out in deep laughter.]

"What- when did they do that?" Shawn asked.

"They used a Neti Pot in a previous video." Chase explained.

"It's a nose-cleansing device. You put it in your right nostril, it runs through zhe right nostril, and out zhe left nostril." Henrik explained.

Jamie's facial expression turned to horror, as he covered his nose and mouth in pure horror. Chase laughed at Jamie's reaction, before looking back at the video.

[The duo discover through doing the Unus Annus videos, they've already done the first few steps of mummification.]

"I feel like we're skipping a few videos by choosing this one..." Shawn commented.

"Kinda, but not really." Chase replied.

[Mark comments on how Ethan speaks normally off camera.

"You're like uh, you're like uh...Yu-Gi-Oh! You're like Yu-Gi-Oh! When you open the EGYP-TIAN...pyramid-"

Ethan's hair gets covered by a PNG image of Yu-Gi-Oh's hair, and the background slowly changes to an action-based animation from the Yu-Gi-Oh anime.

"-Turn into another person!" Mark finishes.

"It's...all connected." Ethan exclaims, clapping the bottom of his right hand, over the palm of his left hand.]

Jamie, Jackie and Chase all laughed at the Yu-Gi-Oh transformation.

["How are we gonna do the first steps?" Ethan asked, as he laid on the table.

"I am going to suck out your brain, with this patented brain sucker." Mark replied, showing Ethan the box that said NOSEFRIDA on the front.

"OH! MY GOD!" Ethan yelled, in silly horror.]

"Hahahaha! Zhat's PERFECT!" Henrik laughed.

"What is it?" Marvin asked.

"He explains it." Chase replied.

["This is meant to suck the snot out of baby's noses." Mark explained.]

"Oh...OH NO!" Marvin exclaimed, laughing in slight horror.

["What if I..." Mark said, before walking away. "I'll be right back." Mark said, leaving through the white door on the right.

Suddenly, Mark came barreling into the room, with a sucking device, shaped like a gun.

"DON'T put it in your nose, if it's going in mine!" Ethan warned. "Now remember: The safe word is please." Ethan said, making Mark laugh.]

"OH GOD NO!" Jackie reacted, covering his mouth and nose with his hands.

[After a first attempt, it was discovered that Mark, will certainly, have to do it himself.

"Fine. I will SUCK! THE FUCK! out of your brains!" Mark declared, bending down to his knees.]

Marvin and Jamie laughed at that.

[Mark put the end of the tube in his mouth, and started sucking.]

Chase gasped. "EWW! OHOHO MY GAHAHAD!" Chase shouted, laughing in pure disgust.

"That's DISGUSTING!" Jackie exclaimed.

"Do people have to actually do that to their babies?!" Marvin asked.

"Yup! I've done it once. But, it's a lot less uncomfortable when it's your baby. When a MAN, is sucking the SNOT out of ANOTHER MAN, THAT'S A WHOLE OTHER STORY!" Chase replied.

[After the sucking part, Mark and Ethan moved onto the guts part.

"I think, for you, more than just your heart is is the seed of your soul. I think your tum tum-" "I think your gutty wutty's-" "Livvy witty-" "Panc-wee-essy-" Mark cooed. Ethan bursted out in flustered giggles]

"Hahaha! That's adowable!" Chase cooed.

Jamie's face turned slightly red. 'Stop.' Jamie signed.

"What? Why? Are you embawassed? Is de wittwe boy embawassed?" Chase asked in a baby voice.

Jamie covered his face in embarrassment, and nodded.

"Awww! That's SOOO adowable! Where are those dimples? I wanna see those dimples!" Chase cooed, wiggling his fingers to further tease the man.

Jamie removed his hands to sign. 'Stop please!" Jamie signed.

"THERE'S those adowable dimples! I see them! Oh yes, I see them!" Chase cooed, poking and squeezing Jamie's cheeks.

Jamie, already embarrassed as it is, was now getting his cheeks squeezed like a baby?! That's taking it to another level. Even though he was a father who knew how to tease a person to oblivion, Jamie still knew how to embarrass Chase back. Jamie reached his hands out, and skittered his fingers under Chase's armpits.

"AHAHA! SHIT! NOHO! JA-HAHAHAHAHAHA!" Chase bursted out loudly, bouncing back, and feeling his back hit the couch with a thump. Jamie took advantage of the situation and continued his tickle attack.

"Ooooh! Looks like Jamie's got the upper hand! Let's see how long THIS lasts!" Jackie cheered.

Shawn, who giggling at the sight, quietly got up behind the dapper boy and squeezed Jamie's sides. Jamie squealed in surprise, and giggled as Shawn start spidering his fingers on his sides. However, Jamie wasn't giving up so easily...Jamie reached his hands behind him, and felt his hands touch someone's knee. sensing who's it was, Jamie smirked, wrapped his fingers around the top of his knee and squeezed.

"AH! Gahahad dahahahamn ihihit!" Shawn let out, letting go and falling into a puddle of giggles. Jamie quickly whipped himself around, lifted up Shawn's leg and skittered his fingers under Shawn's knee.

"BAHAhahahahaha! Yohohohou suhuhuhuhuhuck!" Shawn yelled, bursting into even more laughter.

Jamie's choice to ignore Chase, ended up being a big mistake. Because before Jamie could stop it, Chase had grabbed his ankle, pulled off his shoe, and started scratching his socked foot. Jamie's whole body jolted, before dropping the leg and attempting to scoot away and pull his foot free. But Jamie had fallen into a trap! He had scooted himself into Shawn's arms! Shawn pushed his arms through Jamie's armpits, and held him down.

"Now Chase! Get 'em!" Shawn commanded quickly. Chase wasted no time, as he continued scratching and wiggling his fingers on specific spots on his foot. Jamie arched his back and silently laughed as a bad spot on his foot was attacked wildly. Refusing to get stuck like this forever, Jamie kept his back arched and got ready to reach his hands back.

All of a sudden, Chase moved his fingers to the inner arch of Jamie's foot. Uh oh! Not good! Jamie threw his head back as the new spot was scratched, and wounded up delaying his attack for a couple seconds. With his mind focused once again, Jamie reached his hands behind him.

"Oh no you don't!" Shawn warned, wrapping his arms around Jamie's to stop him. However, That ended up helping Jamie in the long run! Jamie felt for somewhere on his sides. Feeling his hands touch Shawn's hips, he wasted no time and drilled his fingers right into Shawn's hips.

"AAAH! WAIT! JAHAHAHAMIE! NAHAHAHAHAHOHOHOHOHOHO!" Shawn bursted out, falling into a fit of hysterical laughter.

Chase stopped for a moment. "What- How are you so flexible?!" Chase exclaimed, unable to relate.

Shawn, who was still trying to keep Jamie detained, tried to stay focused on holding onto him, while Jamie attacked his worst spot. Though, he wasn't making it easy for him. Jamie had fallen into a pattern of wiggling, and drilling. Wiggling, and drilling. continuing his drilling, before switching to wiggling. He stayed wiggling for a little while, before drilling AND wiggling at the same time.

"JAHAHAHAMIHIHIE! PLEHEHEHEASE! I CAHAHAN'T TAHAHAHAKE IHIHIHIT!" Shawn pleaded.

"I think the only way you're getting out of this one, is by letting go of the guy." Marvin commented, snickering at Jamie's shit-eating grin.

Jamie winked at Marvin, before he switched tactics from wiggling in the hollows of his hips, to drilling his ring fingers into the back of his hips.

"WAHAHAIT! NOHOHOT THERE! NOT THEHEHEHERE!" Shawn shouted.

Jamie changed from drilling, to wiggling. He wiggled, and wiggled and wiggled, until he switched to his middle fingers from the first set getting tired.

"WAI- SHIHIHIHIHIT! OKAHAHAHAY! OHOHOKAHAHAHAY!!" Shawn shouted, removing his arms as quick as possible, and flopping his arms above his head in surrender. Jamie tried to get off the couch, but ended up falling off the couch due to his foot still being stuck. His head and his back was against the ground, while his feet were still on the couch. His right foot was sitting there lazily, while his left foot was still captured by Chase's hand.

"Ouch...How did that feel?" Chase asked, referring to his head. Jamie rolled his eyes and gave him the middle finger.

"Bahahaha! Yeah! Go give yourself a fuck, Chase!" Marvin yelled. Henrik guffawed and covered his mouth, remembering the game the quote was from. Chase's jaw dropped, as he turned his head to Marvin.

"How about you shut your mouth before I shut it for you?" Chase threatened, jumping up, and sprinting to take down Marvin.

"Wha- WaitwaitWAITWAIT WAIT! CHASE! I'M SORRY! DO-" Chase picked up Marvin, placed his back onto the back of the couch, and pushed him over. Marvin's body did a full 180, before his head landed on the couch seat, and his legs rested on the back of the couch. Marvin was essentially sitting upside down on the couch. For Chase, that was exactly what he wanted. Chase grabbed Marvin's ankles and readied them under his arm.

"What are you even doing? Play wrestling? OoooOOOHHH GOHOHOD! AW COHOHOME OHOHOHON, MAHAHAN!" Marvin yelled, bursting into laughter as the soles of his feet were being scratched by Chase's fingers.

"Hey! You started it with your Little Misfortune bologna. I'm just returning the favor!" Chase shot back, scratching on the underside of his heel. Marvin's laughter turned to cackles, as he shook his head and flailed his arms. Chase had him in a position where, if he wanted revenge, he was gonna need a lot of core strength. Unfortunately for him, that was one thing he lacked.

Not only that, but during his squirming, Marvin's shirt had fallen down a bit, exposing his belly a little bit. Henrik, who was sitting right beside the upside down laughing magician, couldn't help but smile and lift his right hand up to the exposed tummy.

"Somevone's got a cute leetle tummy, I see. Boop! Boop boop boop!" Henrik complimented, giving his belly and his belly button a few pokes and scratches.

"HEHEHEHEHEY! NOHOHOT YOU TOOHOHOHOHOHO! THIHIHIS IHIHIS UHUHUNFAHAHAHAHAIR!" Marvin yelled through his laughter. He tried to cover up his stomach, but Henrik grabbed his wrists and pushed them against the couch cushion. With his dominant hand, he continued to skitter his fingers on Marvin's tummy.

"PLEHEHEHEHEHEASE!" Marvin begged.

"Please vhat? Please tickle you more? Alright! Shawn?" Henrik said, turning his head towards Shawn. "Do you have a paint brush vizh you?" Henrik asked.

Shawn smiled, and pulled a paintbrush out of his pocket. "Always do." Shawn said, throwing the paintbrush his way. Henrik caught it.

"Zhanks!" Henrik said, before dipping the paintbrush into his belly button.

“AAAAAAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA! NOOOHOHOHOHOHO!” Marvin begged, squirming his belly to get away from the paintbrush. However, the paintbrush would only follow his squirming and dip itself back into his belly button.

“Vhat’s wrong, Marvin? Toooooooo ticklish?” Henrik asked, smirking as he started to spin the paintbrush.

“CHAHAHAHAHASE! TOOHOHOHOHO MUHUHUHUCH!” Marvin yelled. Henrik looked towards the end of the couch, and saw Chase...tickling under his toes!

“This little piggy went to the market...” Chase said, wiggling his big toe. Henrik's eyes widened, as a smile grew onto his lips in amusement.

“NOHOHOHO! PLEHEHEHEASE DOHOHOHON’T!” Marvin begged, his face turning red as he laughed.

This little piggy went home...” Chase said, wiggling the second toe.

“YOHOHOHOHOU’RE SOHOHOHO MEHEHEHEHEAN!” Marvin yelled.

“This little piggy had ticklish wittle feetsies...” Chase teased, changing up the lyrics to further ridicule him as he wiggled the middle toe.

“THAHAHAT MAHAHAKES NO SEHEHEHENSE!” Marvin exclaimed.

“This little piggy had none!” Chase said, wiggling the second last toe.

“LAHAHAHAY OHOHOHOFF, WIHIHILL YAHAHA?!” Marvin yelled.

“And THIS little piggy went...” Chase teased, pausing the rhyme to create more suspense. Instantly, Chase skittered all 5 fingers on the entire foot. “WEE WEE WEE WEE WEE! All the way home!” Chase cooed.

“HAHAHAHAHA! HEHEHEHEHEHEHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!” Marvin laughed. His face was practically a tomato, and his body was starting to get REALLY tired! So, Chase let go of his legs, and pushed his legs to the side. Marvin's whole body fell comfortably onto his side, as the exhausted Marvin laid there, breathing deeply through his mouth.

"You okay? We didn't kill ya, did we?" Chase asked.

"I-*huff* I'm fine... *huff* I'll be *Huff* *Huff* Fihihine...*Huff*" Marvin said through his breaths.

Chase let out a sigh of relief. Henrik handed Shawn back his paintbrush, while Jamie sat back onto the couch with a big smile on his face, that he just couldn't hide.

"What's so funny?" Chase asked, both suspicious and curious about his motives.

'imagining your reaction to my plan to get revenge.' Jamie signed, before tackling him down.

"Jamie, Wait- HAHAHAHAHA! AHAHAHAHA NOOOOOOHOHOHOHOHO!" Chase exclaimed, before bursting into a fit of hysterical laughter, from Jamie's fingers in his armpits.

Jamie's smile grew wider as his fingers skittered and scratched, and soon decided to move down to his ribs.

"AAAAHAHAHAHAHAHA! NAHAHAHAT THE RIHIHIHIBS! AHAHANYTHIHIHING BUT THEHEHE RIHIHIHIHIBS!" Chase shouted, shaking his head back and forth as Jamie dug into and in between the ribs.

Jamie gave Chase the puppy face, before taking in a quick inhale, and...Blew a big raspberry! right on Chase's ribs!

Chase's laughter turned into cackles, as his face turned a deep scarlet color! His hat came flying off as well!

Liking how red his face had gotten, Jamie took in an inhale, and blew short raspberries on multiple ribs!

This was when Chase's laughter went silent. He seemed just about done. It didn't take long, but that didn't really matter. Jamie smiled, messed up his hair a little, and got up off of him.

As Jamie walked, he was suddenly stopped, by Shawn of all people. Jamie crossed his arms, putting on an irritated teenage face.

"It's my turn for revenge." Shawn announced, before grabbing Jamie, flipping him around, and shoving his hands into his sides once again.

Jamie squealed, and fell into a massive puddle of giggles as he squirmed around in Shawn's stronghold.

"Jackie! Grab his arms!" Shawn ordered quickly. Jackie nodded, stood up and quickly grabbed his arms and held them out in front of him.

Jackie whistled a song to himself, as he dusted the top of his dresser. He had been rewarded a day off for his hard work and as a result, decided to clean up his room a bit. After dusting a few more surfaces, he was ready for sweeping. Jackie placed the disposable dust rag into the garbage, and grabbed the broom and dust pan. He would've normally vacuumed his room to get rid of the dust, but the vacuum consisted of a big heavy hose, and a big vacuum head. Despite how strong he was, he was too tired to even consider lifting such a thing. So, he settled for the next best option. He placed the dust pan onto his bed and started sweeping. He swept the overall floor area, under his chair, under the dresser, under his desk, and in the corners of the room that were filled with dust and dirt. He swept all the dirt out of the corners, and into little piles throughout the room. There was a pile beside the closet, in the middle of the floor, in one of the corners of the room, in front of the dresser, on the side of the chair, and a pile starting on the floor near his bed. For the last part of the room, he had to grab the smaller brush to reach under his bed. With the smaller broom in hand, he started sweeping all the dust bunnies, dirt piles, and bits of garbage out from underneath the bed. Once it was all in a pile, Jackie grabbed the dustpan and swept the dirt onto it.

Placing aside the dustpan, Jackie double checked under the bed, to be sure he collected all that he could find. It was a good thing he did, because there was still a big dust bunny left under the bed. Jackie wrapped his fingers around the broom, and reached for the dust bunny. The broom bristles managed to touch it, but not enough to pull it out. After a bit more reaching, Jackie managed to get a good grip on the dust bunny and pull it out from under the bed. Upon closer inspection, however...it wasn't a cobweb...it's a spider web...Jackie's eyes widened as the realization slapped him across the face. readying his reflexes for the worst, Jackie reached out the broom, squeezed his eyes shut, clenched his teeth, and poked it...

He poked it a few more times, before opening his eyes again. Upon looking down again, Jackie just about died at the sight below him:

There were baby spiders covering his feet and pants, with the mama spider standing on his knee...inspecting him with those dozens of eyes...

"AAAAAAAAAAAAAHHH! GETOFFGETOFFGETOFFGETOFFGETOFF!" Jackie screamed, frantically swatting away as many of the baby spiders as he could, before taking off in a quick sprint, right out of his room. Closing the door behind him, Jackie continued following his fight or flight response out to the living room. Terrified at the thought of all the spiders following him, he looked back at the ground to see if his thought had come to life. Thankfully, it hadn't.

"Okayokayokay...Uh...fly swatter? No, not enough. Fire extinguisher? No, I'm not gonna waste that." Jackie thought aloud, trying to think of a good weapon for going into combat against the army of spiders taking over his room. Looking around, he happened to notice a box of matches, and an idea popped into his head. He ran to the kitchen, picked up the Barbecue lighter. Then, he ran up to the door, kicked the door down and turned the flame on. Thinking he could set the spiders on fire and burn them, he ran towards the bed where the spider home was, and placed the flame under the bed and into the home. Suddenly, instead of burning the spiderwebs like he had hoped for, a second army of spiders had crawled away from the flame, and in all opposite directions.

"OOOOOOOOH MYGODTHERE'SMORE! HOLY SH- NO! NOPE, NOPENOPENOPENOPENOPE! NO-FUCK THAT SHIT! I AIN'T DEALING WITH THAT SHIT!" Jackie shouted, dropping the lighter and sprinting out of his room once again.

This time however, Jackie's fight or flight responses were about to be interrupted by a mere person walking, completely unprepared for the accidental tackle he was about to receive.

Before they both knew it, Jackie's body was laying on a man, dressed in a tuxedo shirt, a vest, and a pair of dress pants. Jackie had an idea of who it might be, but checked the body's face to be sure. His suspicions were correct: Jackie had just ran into Jameson Jackson.

"Oh my GOD! I'm SOOO SORRY Jamie! I didn't see you there, I should've been looki-" Jackie yelled frantically, before being shushed by a finger on his lips.

'It's okay.' Jamie signed with his dominant hand. Jackie could feel his cheeks heating up slightly from embarrassment. 'what were you running from?' Jamie asked.

Jackie let out a few nervous chuckles as he scratched the back of his head. "uh...it's nothing. I can take care of it on my own." Jackie reassured hesitantly.

'take care of what?' Jamie asked. Jackie's forehead started to sweat at the thought of dealing with such creepy crawly demons.

"Uhhhhhhhhhh...There may or may not be...an army of spiders living under my bed..." Jackie explained awkwardly, stuttering at the thought of those long legs crawling all over him.

Jamie's eyes widened from pure surprise. 'how long has your room been left uncleaned for?' Jamie asked, genuinely curious.

"I DON'T KNOW, ALL I CARE ABOUT RIGHT NOW IS GETTING RID OF THE CREEPY SPAWNS OF SATAN." Jackie raised his voice frantically.

Jamie cracked up at the silly nickname. 'Why the brutal nickname? Are you afraid of them?' Jamie signed teasingly.

Jackie gasped, offended at the accusation. "Excuse me?! Are you assuming that I, the fearless superhero from Ireland, would be scared of such a tiny, harmless creature?" Jackie attacked in an egotistic fashion, before striking a dramatic pose and closing his eyes. While standing in his heroic and confident stance, a little creature happened to be using a piece of web to descend from the ceiling...riiiight in front of the cocky superhero.

*snap* *snap* Jackie heard, from his mute friend. Opening his eyes, he was about to ask what he wanted...when a daddy long legs had decided to climb down, right in front of him. The spider stared at his eyes for not even 3 seconds, before...

"AAAAAAAAAAAAHHH! EWEWEWEWEW! OH MY GOD KILLIT! KILL IT!" Jackie screamed, stepping backwards fast enough to trip on his own feet and fall backwards. Despite the desperateness coming from Jackie's voice, Jamie proceeded to laugh and point at his reaction.

'Your face! It's priceless!' Jamie signed as he doubled over and silently laughed.

"JJ! WHAT THE HELL?! KILL IT ALREADY!" Jackie shouted, becoming annoyed by Jamie's antics.

'what?! no! Why would I kill a spider?' Jamie signed, before letting the spider stand on his finger. Jackie's jaw dropped, as a high pitched, fear induced cry left his mouth. 'See? Harmless.' Jamie concluded.

"Okay, technically you're right: It's harmless. But that doesn't mean they're not creepy-looking..." Jackie defended calmly. Jamie nodded as he turned away from the superhero. He walked up to a nearby window, opened it, and placed the spider outside to live the rest of its life. "Okay! That's one spider gone...out of THOUSANDS! And I'M NOT DEALING WITH THAT HELLHOLE ON MY OWN..." Jackie warned.

'Who would've thought that a superhero, known for his bravery in the toughest situations, would be so scared of a few spiders?' Jamie mocked.

Jackie stuttered at the sight of the last sign Jamie used. "Stop-...stop signing that word...P-Please..." Jackie begged.

'What sign? Spider? Is the spider sign disturbing you?' Jamie asked, signing the word 'Spider' a lot more dramatically and creepily.

"Yes! Yes it is! Now, stop!" Jackie demanded.

'Alright, alright. I'll stop.' Jamie replied, holding his hands up in surrender. Jackie breathed a sigh of relief, flopped his upper body onto the couch, and closed his eyes. For a few moments, Jackie was able to calm himself down a bit. That was, until he felt something crawling on his arm. Thinking it was another spider, Jackie let his instincts completely take over his actions. his whole body jumped, his arms flailed around to knock off the spider, and a fear-induced squeal was freed from Jackie's mouth. Looking towards the side, he realized that Jamie (who had been making fun of him from a few feet away), had inched right up to the end of the couch. Gazing his eyes upon the glimmer of mischief in Jamie's, Jackie gulped and backed away as best he could.

'5 creepy spiders...' Jamie signed. The number five was signed the same way anyone would represent five: using all five fingers from one of your hands. Meanwhile, the word 'Creepy', was signed by making his right hand crawl up his own left arm. '5 creepy spiders...' Jamie signed again, tiptoeing closer to the frightened man. Jackie, nervous about what was coming, backed up as best as he could on the couch.

"Oh god, PLEASE DON'T!" Jackie begged, covering his mouth in nervous fear.

'see how they crawl...see how they crawl...' Jamie continued, stepping closer and closer, in a creepy fashion. By now, Jamie's face was very close to Jackie's, and his hands were right below his face, to frighten Jackie further. Jackie didn't have anywhere else to go (or so he thought), and his fight or flight responses were starting to take over once again.

'Crawl crawl crawl...' Jamie signed. However, Jamie didn't use the traditional sign for 'crawl'. Instead, he signed the word 'spider' over and over again as he leaned his hands towards his body. As he got closer and closer, Jamie separated the wrists, and continued to wiggle his fingers in a teasy fashion. 'crawl crawl crawl...' Jamie inched his separated hands even closer, aiming for the open, vulnerable spot in front of him... Jamie smirked as he landed his hands, on his sides. 'crawl crawl crawl crawl crawl crawl crawl...' Jamie signed, as he skittered his fingers up and down Jackie's sides and ribs.

"NAAAhahahahahaha! Hehehehehehey!" Jackie bursted out, flailing his arms everywhere and rolling back and forth frantically.

Jamie wiggled both sets of fingers just like spiders, up and up and up to...Jackie's exposed armpits!

Jackie instinctively clamped his arms down. "NO! Nohohohohohohahohahahahaha!" Jackie laughed gleefully. Jamie's eyes widened. That wasn't supposed to happen! He should've expected his hands to get stuck. But: he didn't, and now he's in a bit of a pickle...He tried pulling his arms out, but that didn't work at all! It appeared both of his hands were stuck between a rock and a hard place! So, he gave up, shrugged his shoulders and wiggled his still movable fingers.

"Jahahahahahamie! Hahahahahahahahaha!" Jackie called through his laughter, tensing his arms instinctively as he squirmed left and right. Jamie lifted his head slightly, and acted as if Jackie had only now gotten his attention! He turned his head to the side to show him his ear, as if to tell him 'I'm listening' through pure facial expression. "Knohohohohock it ohohohohoff!" Jackie instructed.

What's this?! If Jackie trying to order him around like a sidekick of some sort? How dare he! You'd think that he'd know to keep his mouth shut when he's vulnerable like this! Perhaps Jamie could put him in his place? But how would he do that? His hands are stuck, and he can't really 'talk' in the same sense...but...he does have a mouth...

Though quite a childish move, Jamie decided to treat the superhero like a little baby. he gave Jackie the most mischievous facial expression man has ever seen, before lowering his face down to Jackie's stomach...and nibbling at his stomach! He gave Jackie the whole treatment! He moved his face back and forth like a famished monster, and made gobbling, growling and nibbling noises, like he would to a baby.

Jackie threw his head back as an ear-piercing scream left his mouth. "AAAAAAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA! WHAHAHAHAHAHAHAT THE FUHUHUHUHUHUHUCK?!" Jackie yelled, both confused, shocked and utterly offended that Jamie would treat him like a baby.

Jamie gasped. He just said a bad word! The NERVE of this man! Jamie stopped the tickling, and made a scowling face to show his distaste before shaking his head in disapproval. Jamie removed one of his hands from Jackie's armpits, and waited for something to appear onto his hands. In no time at all, a puff of smoke covered Jamie's whole hand and when it faded away, Jamie's hand was covered in...origami paper claws?

"Uh...heheheheh...Why?" Jackie asked, staring at the paper claws, created out of what appeared to be black construction paper. To answer his question, Jamie folded all his fingers in except for his index finger, which he kept out and wiggled teasingly in the air. That single movement seemed to send a chill down Jackie's spine, and a few unanticipated giggles to leave his mouth. He could not even IMAGINE what those claws would feel like...

Luckily for Jackie, he didn't have to imagine! Because before he knew it, Jackie was feeling some poking and spidery crawling, moving up and down his ribs. Jackie let out a yelp, and looked down to see Jamie moving the claws the same way a spider would move its legs. Sure, there were less legs on this 'spider', but it was still creepy looking and most of all: SUPER tickly!

"HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA! THIHIHIHIS FEELS SOHOHOHOHOHO WEHEHEHEHEIRD!" Jackie complained through his laughter. Jamie dropped his jaw, before turning it into a wide smile. It was working! Jamie continued to use these makeshift claws onto lots of different spots! He tried them out on his stomach:

"EEEEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHAHAHAHA! AAAAH! WAHAHAHAHAHAIT!" Jackie reacted, pushing at Jamie's paper fingers as his stomach was poked and prodded.

He tried out the belly button while he was there:

"ooOOOOOOOH NOOOOHOHOHOHOHOHOHO! NAHAHAHAT THERE! NAHAHAHAT THEHEHEHEHEHERE!" Jackie yelled frantically, giving up on pushing away the claws, and instead covering his mouth and tensing his fists.

He also tried the feet for a few minutes:

"OHOHOHOHO MY GAAAHAHAHAHAHAD! OH GEEZ! OH NOHOHO! PLEASE, NOT THERE! I'M BEHEHEHEHEGGING YOU!" Jackie reacted, becoming jumpy and more dramatic in his facial expressions.

He also tried his toes while he was there!

Jackie let out a high pitched scream and covered his mouth with his fists. his squirming became even more frantic as he tried to kick the claw off his sensitive feet.

It appeared that Jackie was ticklish just about everywhere!

And lastly, Jamie revisited his armpit! With a restraint, or course...

Jamie had lifted Jackie's arm above his head, and started clawing and prodding at Jackie's exposed armpit.

"NOHOHOHOHOHO! NAHAHAHAHAT AGAIN! PLEHEHEHEHEASE! IHIHIHIT'S SOHOHOHOHO BAHAHAHAHAD!" Jackie pleaded. It was here that Jamie decided to let up on the man, because he was just making fun of his fear of spiders! Not full on tickle torturing him! He removed the claw fingers, placed them aside and stepped back to give Jackie some space. But that extra space didn't do anything except exist. That meant that no matter what, Jackie would've broken the space between them anyway.

"You shouldn't have done that..." Jackie warned with a big, evil smirk on his face. Jamie's small smile had turned into a paranoid frown, as he realized what might be coming for him.

"Do you know just how bad that tickled? You practically brought a gun to a sword fight. And now..." Jackie trailed off as he reached for the claws. "...you're gonna know how it feels..." Jackie concluded with an evil smirk, as he put the last claw onto his dominant hand.

Before Jackie could launch his revenge attack, One of the finger claws fell off his fingers. Both Jackie and Jamie looked down at the fallen claw, before making eye contact with each other again.

"How the hell did you keep these on you?" Jackie asked, both curious and surprised. Jamie giggled at the question. "I'll need to tape these claws onto my fingers...Which means you get a few seconds to run and hide, my little lee." Jackie teased with an evil voice. With no second spared, Jamie took off running. He ran around the house, looking around for a place to hide. As he ran, he flew by a closet. Skirting to a halt, he pulled the door open, and shut it as quickly, but quietly as he possibly could. he sat onto a shelf in the closet, and listened carefully for any footsteps.

When no footsteps were heard, he let out a big sigh of relief. He was hidden and safe for a few minutes. Gosh...Why did he think that teasing him and tickling him would get him off Scott free?! Gosh, he felt like an idiot. Though, hearing the laughter from Jackie, was kinda worth it. Jackie had such an energetic laugh! His laugh alone, could make a group of sociopaths laugh along with him. It was THAT contagious! Even thinking of his laugh was making him laugh...dammit. He had to cover his mouth to stop the giggles from leaking through. Though, he had to worry more about making physical sounds, than making verbal sounds. One wrong move or loud noise, and he might be done for.

Or so he thought...

Out of nowhere, Jamie just about jumped 10 feet at the sound of loud, rapid knocking against the closet door. The door quickly opened and sure enough, Jackie was on the other side and ready to pounce. Jamie covered his face with both hands, curled in on himself at the sight of Jackie, and curled even further in when he watched Jackie wiggle his clawed fingers. Jackie pulled Jamie out of the closet by his legs, and started his tickle attack right there.

He decided to imitate the skittery spider fingers Jamie had done on him, on his stomach first. He remembered it felt very tickly with his hands, so he couldn't imagine how tickly it would feel with the claws involved. Jamie's mouth was open, and letting out quiet laughter as he squirmed away from the claws. But even when he squirmed away, the claws would follow him and cover him in more tickles. It seemed like there was no escaping those evil claws.

Jackie decided to move around a little bit, and tickle his sides for a bit. The claws started skittering at the left side first. Jamie reacted by curling into the tickling and laying onto his left side. If it weren't for Jackie's quick reflexes, he most likely would've gotten the claws stuck under Jamie's left side. But, he didn't! So, he took advantage of that by skittering the claws onto Jamie's exposed right side. Surprisingly, the right side gave him a lot more of a reaction than the left side did. When the left side was tickled, all he did was squirm towards it. But when the right side was tickled, Jamie had thrown his head back, and started assaulting the couch with his feet and fists. His right side was doing everything he could to stop the claws, but of course, failing entirely.

"Do you happen to be more ticklish on your right side?" Jackie asked casually, as if Jamie wasn't laughing in front of him. Jamie stopped his hands and used them to answer.

'yes! more tickles right side!' Jamie signed, his grammar slightly off, thanks to the tickling affecting is ability to think straight. Jackie chuckled at the funny grammar, and smirked as a teasy phrase came to mind.

"'Yes, more tickles right side'? Well, if you say so!" Jackie announced, before tickling the left side with his average fingers and increasing the skittering of his clawed fingers. Jamie's squirming increased ten fold, his feet kicking madly as his laughter turned into cackles. The feeling of slightly sharp paper pokes against one of his worst spots, was driving him absolutely insane. he had re-continued punching the couch with both his hands, and a large, toothy smile had taken over his lips. While tickling him, Jackie couldn't help but notice the adorable dimples Jamie was showing to the world.

"Look at those adorable dimples! I could squish them! Squish, squish, squish!" Jackie teased in a high pitched voice, removing his normal hand to lightly squeeze his dimples. Jamie's face started to turn a hue of red as he stopped his punching fists to cover his face. "Awwww! Is de wittle tickwish boy embawassed?" Jackie whispered in Jamie's ear, using baby talk to be more teasy. Jackie watched as Jamie's face grew darker and spread to his ears and neck. "AWWWW! He IS! How ADORABLE! Say, what would happen if I tickled your neck?" Jackie asked aloud, before removing his clawed hand from his right side. He used the index clawed finger to scratch the side of his neck first. Jamie's shoulders shot up, and his head curled towards the claw, to trap it and attempt to stop the tickling. But the claw stayed there, scratching mercilessly.

Then, Jackie moved his clawed finger under Jamie's chin, and lightly scratched there. Jamie's chin curled into the top of his chest, and kept his shoulders raised to stop the claw at all costs. But, despite all his attempts, he couldn't stop the claw. The claw just kept on scratching, and scratching, and scratching...and scratching...

Till finally, it stopped. It finally stopped. Jamie took a moment to increase his breathing, so he could make up for all the energy he had lost. Jackie smiled and watched him, completely hypnotized by how adorable he looked, all tired and flustered beyond belief.

"So: You gonna help me take care of those creepy crawlies?" Jackie asked. Jamie took in a few more breaths, before nodding his head.

'Yes. I will help you get rid of those spiders.' Jamie replied, signing the word 'spiders' in a teasy motion one last time. Jackie stuttered at the sight, but let it go and stood back up.

'follow me.' Jamie ordered, before going to the sink. Once there, he opened a corner cupboard, and pulled out a jug of vinegar. Handing it to Jackie, Jamie walked over to the bathroom, while Jackie followed suit. Jamie pulled a dollar store spray bottle out of the closet, removed the lid from the vinegar jug, and poured some vinegar into the bottle. Lastly, Jamie topped it up with some water, placed the lid on, and rapidly shook it with his hands.

"What are you going to do with that?" Jackie asked. Jamie let a wide smirk grow onto his lips, before pointing the end of the spray bottle at Jackie's face.

Jackie's hands immediately shot up to cover his face. "HEY! DON'T YOU EVEN THINK ABOUT SPRAYING ME WITH THAT!" Jackie threatened. Jamie laughed before pointing it away from him.

'I would never.' Jamie replied, before walking over to Jackie's room. 'Where is it?' Jamie asked. Jackie pointed under his bed.

Jamie followed Jackie's finger to the hole at the bottom of the wall, and lifted his eyebrows in surprise. there was a big collection of adult and baby spiders crawling around a small hole in the bottom of the wall. Walking up and kneeling to the target, Jamie pointed the spray bottle at the hole, and pulled the trigger once, twice, a third, a fourth, and a few more sprays around the hole. When hit with a whirlwind of vinegar water, all of the spiders piled into their hole, cowering away from the terrible scent. Lastly, to end it all off, Jamie grabbed a rock from Jackie's room, sprayed some vinegar water onto it, and placed it in front of the hole to prevent them from coming in again.

'This'll be fine till we get the hole fixed.' Jamie explained.

Jackie gave Jamie a big hug. "Thank you. Thank you so much." Jackie said, relieved for his room to be spider-free once again.

Just to end things off in a funny way, Jamie skittered his fingers under Jackie's sides.

"AAAH! HEHEHEHEY! YOHOHOHOHOU AHAHAHAHASSHOHOHOHOLE!" Jackie reacted, resting his head against Jamie's shoulder as he pushed Jamie's hands away.

'Sorry, sorry, sorry. I couldn't resist.' Jamie replied as he laughed at the reaction. Jackie narrowed his eyes, and stared the man up and down.

"I don't think you are...not one bit..." Jackie replied, before turning Jamie and wrapping his non-dominant hand around Jamie. "...And may I just remind you that I have the CLAAAAAWWW?" Jackie teased evilly, before starting yet another tickle fight.