Jackie goes to the club with Chase, Marvin and Shawn. A bunch of shenanigans happen, and Jackie ends up making a big mistake while drunk off his ass!
So...Funny story about this fanfic: I had written this entire fanfic while I was tipsy or drunk. Only thing is, I didn't write it all at once. I had written the first 2 pages while drunk the first time I had gotten drunk at the club. Then, I wrote 3 more pages while extra drunk on my second clubbing experience. And then the last page, I wrote the third time I had gotten drunk after going to the club. Yes, I was doing a lot of clubbing. But this fanfic had been in the works for exactly 2 weeks. So with that in mind, I hope you enjoy!
I was downing a Moscow Mule, not even caring about how much I was drinking all at once. It was Chase’s birthday, and I never EVER let myself have fun. I am always the sober one who gets a cab, or IS the cab to get my friends home. But you know what? I’m giving up my seat tonight. Tonight is my time to treat myself. And what better way to treat myself, then to let myself get drunk at the club?!
Yes, I know it’s not MY birthday…But Chase legitimately told me “We’re gonna get SHITFACED TONIGHT!”. And why the fuck wouldn’t I take that chance?!
We had walked into the club at about 11:30pm, and showed the doorman our ID’s. Being undercover, I didn’t feel a need to pull out my ‘Jackieboy Man’ persona. I’m just Jack tonight. Average Jack.
I finished my Moscow Mule, and put the empty bottle onto the table. I had promised to be the ‘breadwinner’ tonight. I didn’t save up all this cash for nothing…I might as well use some of it tonight. I had originally paid for Chase, Shawn and Marvin to get into the club with me. We had all gotten a black star on the back of our hands, to signify the fact that ‘we paid already, and we can come back whenever we need to.
Chase and Shawn had gotten themselves whiskey sours, and were enjoying their drinks. I could feel the buzz hitting already. It probably helped that I had pretty much downed the whole thing without even taking a break to breathe. Though I am well aware of how dangerous this can be, I am an impatient fuck who wants the buzz as soon as possible.
And I most certainly got it! The buzz took hold rather quickly. I could feel my body moving a little more smoothly and freely. I felt like I could move myself around without a care in the world. No worries about who’s watching me or judging me…just dancing and genuinely enjoying myself. It helped that Chase, Marvin and Shawn were all cheering me on as I swayed my hips, shuffled my feet, and let my arms flow to the beat of the song. The DJ was mostly playing hip hop music, which helped motivate me to dance further.
Things were going really well…And they only got better once a young lady started dancing her way up to me.
I started dancing alongside her, watching her move her hips and spin her brown hair. She wasn’t dressed up very sexually considering where she was. She was actually dressed in overalls, of all things, which made her stand out in the group…In a good way, of course. She was really pretty in her own way…
I watched her every move, sensing her lack of experience. Truth was, I was a little inexperienced myself. I don’t really go clubbing very often. I never really have the time. This is a super rare moment for me…and it appears to be the same way for her.
I offered my right hand to her, and she surprisingly took it! I kept dancing, making sure to take things slowly and comfortably. She seemed to visibly appreciate the patience I was showing her.
I lifted her arm up, prepared to spin her. She happily took it, spinning around and throwing her long hair around as she spun. Just her flowing hair was enough to enchant me. It made me feel things I hadn’t felt in ages…For once in my life…All I felt was butterflies in my stomach…
…Or maybe it was the cocktail making me feel things…
She brought herself closer and tried to tell me something. It was hard to understand her due to how loud the club music was…so I leaned in and tried to ask her what she was trying to say.
“WHAT’S YOUR NAME?” She asked me.
I smiled and leaned into her ear. “JACK.” I yelled back. I had noticed the blue ear plugs she was wearing, but sensed that she could still hear me somehow.
“NATALIE!” She yelled back with a wide smile.
I smiled brightly and kept dancing with her. She seemed to be watching my movements, and following them a little bit. I looked over at my friends, who were recording me on their phones. I rolled my eyes, expecting nothing less but bigotry from them. They were a lot more drunk than me, so…go figure. They clearly can’t get over how quickly I managed to find a girl to dance with…
I slid myself a little closer, and took her hand once again. We danced and moved to the music, just enjoying the beat together. When the chorus hit, I lifted her hand up again to spin her. She took the invitation and spun around, her straightened hair flying around again. I let her spin around again, watching as she took the invitation and spun around with her eyes closed this time. She looked quite comfortable dancing with me. And I’m glad I can bring her that momentary sense of security.
I let go of her hand, and went back to dancing on my own. I watched as she danced her way back to her own friends, and I turned to look at my own friends. Chase was too busy taking selfies with Marvin, while Shawn was walking up to me. “WHY DID YOU LET HER GO?!” Shawn asked me.
“SHE NEEDS A REST!” I replied, just guessing.
“ARE HER OTHER FRIENDS SINGLE?” Shawn asked.
“I DON’T FUCKIN’ KNOW!” I replied.
“ASK!” Shawn ordered me.
“YOU ASK!” I yelled back to him with a laugh.
“NO!” Shawn laughed.
Someone walked up and squeezed Shawn’s sides, making him squeak. “HE’S TOO MUCH OF A PUUUUSSY.” Marvin teased.
Shawn grabbed Marvin and pushed him into the reserved seating sofa. “WHO DA FUCK YOU CALLING PUSSY?!” He shouted as he jumped onto the sofa and squeezed Marvin’s sides multiple times.
“OH, KEEP DIGGING YOUR OWN GRAVE.” Shawn replied, scratching at his sides now.
I rolled my eyes. It’s not the first time Shawn and Marvin have tickled each other while they’re drunk…It happens more often than they’d both like to admit. Though I’d normally find it rather amusing, we’re currently in a public place…Why here of all places?!
I ordered myself another drink to keep the tipsy feeling going. It felt great, and I didn’t want it to stop. I received the drink: A cinnamarita. It’s a cocktail made of tequila, orange, cinnamon, and…idk…it sounded good when I found it on the menu. I picked up the drink and tried it.
And OH MY GOSH- It was SO GOOD! It’s super addicting! I can’t stop drinking it! I want it all in my mouth! Don’t stop!
“Whoa there, Jack.” A hand pulled away the straw. “Slow down, will ya?” The person told me.
I looked up with an annoyed frown, recognizing exactly who it was. This dude…seriously. “Why do you gotta tell me what to do?” I asked Chase.
“Because you've already downed half the thing! Keep acting like that, and you’ll be banned from getting more drinks.” Chase told me.
I sighed and stared him down. “I am a grown man just like you. I can handle it.” I tried to tell him.
Chase sighed and put down his pineapple daiquiri. “Don’t make me do it.” Chase warned.
I narrowed my eyes. “Do what?”
Before I knew it, Chase was wiggling his fingers at me. I scoffed. “Oh please…” I said as I put my drink down. “I’m not ticklish. You know this.”
Chase rolled his eyes. “I haven’t even had a chance to figure it out.” Chase mentioned. “How do I know you’re not ticklish, if you won’t even let me try?” He asked.
“Simple: You take my word for it.” I shot back.
“But that’s the thing:” He says. I narrow my eyes at him, preparing for the worst. I wanna know what ‘thing’ he’s talking about. “Take my hand.” He told me, holding out his hand.
I look down at his hand. “Okay.” I grab his hand, not expecting him to do much. The worst he can do is kiss the back of my hand.
“Thanks!”
aAH! Wait, NO! “aAAAH! DOHON’T TICKLE MEHEHE!” I was wrong! I was so wrong! Tickling is worse than hand-kissing! “IHIHIT TICKLES!”
“Well, no shit it tickles! I was hoping it would tickle!” Chase said.
“CHAHAHASE DOHON’T! THIHIS IS MEHEHEAN!” I can’t help my jumpy movements! “IHIF I FALL, IHIHIT’S YOHOUR FAHAHAULT!” I shout at him.
“I’ll gladly take the responsibility for your injuries.” I saw Chase throw his head back with a laugh. “Cause I’ll be laughing at you the whole time!”
I feel motion sick. The world is spinning too fast. How do I slow down the spinning world? It’s impossible! I hold my head. It’s hard to focus when I’m like this…
I open my eyes to look at the ground. But the lights are confusing me. Why do I feel like I’m gonna fall? And why is the ground getting closer?
Wait OH NO- FLY!
….
….
….
Why is it quiet?
Why is the music off?
Where are the bright lights?
Helloooo??
I feel someone grab me. “Okay, I think you’re a little lost. Let me help you, buddy.” Huh? Who’s that? I tried to look around. Marvin? No, Marvin would have his mask on. Who is this?
I feel myself being shoved into the bathroom. “Hey-!” I turned around to look at him. It was Chase! “What the hell, man?!” I pushed him back a little bit.
“Whoa whoa whoa there, Jackie…” He put up his hands in arrest. “Let’s calm down.” He told me.
I could feel my face muscles getting tense. So I let them go. “Okay.”
Chase grabbed a paper towel. “Are you okay, Jackie?”
I widened my eyes. “Uh…” I bit my lip and looked down. I felt awkward. “I think so.”
“Alright.” Chase backed up. “I think I understand why you don’t like getting drunk.” Chase said.
I tilt my head. “What do you mean?”
“You…you flew in the middle of the bar.”
…I’m sorry, what?!
“When?” I ask.
“Just now. You were about to fall to the ground, and…you started flying.” Chase told me.
There’s no way…I couldn’t have flown! I- there were so many people watching me!
“How many people saw me?” I asked.
“Uhhhh…” Chase bit his lip. “At least 10 people…”
I sighed. 10 is not that bad.
“…Plus the camera…” I heard next.
“WHAT?!” I grabbed Chase’s shoulders. “What camera?!”
“The security camera in the club.” Chase replied.
“Oh god, oh god…” I hold my head. “NO!” How could I have done this?! It was ONE NIGHT AT THE CLUB! ONE NIGHT, AND NOW MY REPUTATION IS RUINED!
“But…there is a way to fix this…” I hear.
I turned around and grabbed Chase’s shoulders again. “How?” I ask.
Chase bit his lip. “By…dressing up in the super suit.” Chase said.
I blink…I blink again…
“I’m sorry…but no.” I reply rather quickly.
“If you don’t, then people will know who your secret identity is.” Chase told me.
“…And if I dress in my super suit?” I ask.
“Then it’ll be known that Jackieboy Man has fun sometimes.” Chase said.
God, I can’t even think right now…I wanna do it but at the same time…I don’t wanna make a mistake and end up on the news for being at the club. But…news press about clubbing is much better than other controversies…
“Alright. Jackieboy Man is coming out!” I took off my shirt and put on my super sweater. I put my black mask on, put my red hood on and fluffed up my hair. Let’s do this! “LET’S GET ABSOLUTELY FUCKING SHITFACED FOR YOUR BIRTHDAY!” I scream.
“NOW WE’RE TALKING!” I felt his hand on my shoulder.
I felt him pulling me out of the bathroom. Wait, what’s he doing?! “WAIT WAIT!” I laughed. “I actually need to shit, dude!” I heard Chase laugh as I pushed him out of the bathroom. Fucking idiot…We’ll get shitfaced after I’m done shitting.
[The Argus - April 13, 2024 - Brighton’s Jackieboy Man Sighted Drinking Cocktails at PRYSM NightClub - “I had never pictured Jackieboy Man to be a clubber” Witness recalls]
So, how was my drunken writing? Was it super all over the place? Let me know! For context, I am more of a playful, loud, bouncy drunk.
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Henrik is about to start his day at work. But there's one problem: His password is claiming to be incorrect. And he is certain he didn't change his password. So...What's going on? Who's responsible for changing his password?!
This fanfic was suggested by Shannon. I hope you enjoy!
Marvin had ran up to Henrik’s room, and quickly snuck into his office. He closed the door and started to mess with some of the stuff in the room. When he was done, Marvin planted a camera in his room, before leaving the room through the examining room and walking back to the couch to get a good view of all the commotion.
Marvin pulled out his phone and pulled up the camera screen. The office was sterile, pristine, and perfectly organized. Well, so it looked. Marvin looked up at Henrik as he walked up to his office.
“Hallo, Marvin.” Henrik said.
Marvin nodded. “Hey Doc.” Marvin replied.
Henrik headed into the room and closed the door behind him. Marvin looked at the phone screen and watched as Henrik moved around his room. He opened his computer and put in his username.
Henrik blinked and tilted his head. Did he used caps lock? He looked at his keyboard and saw that the caps lock light wasn’t on. Just to be sure, he clicked the caps lock light on, and then off again. Then, he put in his username and password.
[Password: ***********]
[PASSWORD INCORRECT]
Henrik grunted and grabbed the sticky note that had his password. And…the username was fine. But the password that was written on his sticky note was crossed out with black sharpie marker. On the back, was a hand-written note in the same sharpie:
[Try to guess your new password! In the different patient files, are the letters and numbers to your new password. Have fun! ^_~ ]
Henrik audibly growled and threw the sticky note onto the table. “Was für ein Haufen Pferdescheiße!” Henrik yelled. Not only did Marvin change his password and make him find it out for himself, but Marvin had opened up patient files…And that was literally illegal.
Henrik opened the door to his office and stomped up to Marvin, who was doubled over laughing. “OHO MY GAHAHAD! Your fucking FACE!” Marvin yelled.
Henrik grabbed Marvin by the ear. “Ich werde dich töten!” Henrik yelled in his native language.
“Ow-ow-OW! HENRIK-” Marvin yelped, clearly in pain.
“HALT DEINEN MUND!” Henrik shouted at him as he yanked the magician into his office. “You are going to fix zhis mess, or ELSE.” Henrik threatened, throwing Marvin into his office chair.
“Oh come on, Shneeple. Can’t you take a joke?!” Marvin asked.
“BREACHING PEOPLE’S PRIVACY IS NOT A SCHERZ!” Henrik yelled.
“...Is that joke in german?” Marvin asked.
Henrik growled even louder at Marvin’s remark. “Youfuckin-” Henrik grabbed his duffle bag, and removed the long over-the-shoulder handle from the duffle bag. He wrapped the handle around the front of Marvin’s waist, and tied the two sides together on the back of the chair.
“What the- the fuck are you doin’?!” Marvin asked, growing super confused.
“Making you regret your choices.” Henrik replied as he grabbed Marvin’s legs.
Marvin raised an eyebrow as he saw Henrik removing his socks. “...A foot massage?” Marvin asked. He guffawed in reaction. “What is a foot massage gonna do?!” Marvin asked.
Henrik wrapped his one hand around the left ankle, and started to skitter four of his fingers on Marvin’s arch right away. “It is not a foot massage, Marvin.” Henrik told him.
Marvin gasped right away. “EEK! Wait- NOHO!” He shouted, pulling his right foot back so that Henrik didn’t tickle that foot too. “YoufuckingAHAHASS!” Marvin yelled as he felt Henrik’s fingers move from the arch up to his toes.
“You gonna tell me vhat my new passvord is?” Henrik asked.
“NOHOHO WAHAY!” Marvin yelled. He could feel Henrik’s hand move back down to his arch. “Thahat’s for you to fihihind ohout!” Marvin replied as he wiggled his toes to try (and fail) to cover up his ticklish foot.
“Vell, zhen it looks like I vill have to tickle tickle tickle you, until you give me vhat I need. Because I have vork to do.” Henrik told him.
“Ihihit’ll only take a- GaAAAAHAHAHAHAAAHAHA! NOHOT THERE! NOHOHOT THEHEHEHERE!” Marvin tried to reach out and cover up his poor foot, but was unable to because of the rope that was wrapped around him.
Henrik smirked as he mercilessly tickled his heel. “I’ll only tickle harder if you vait.” Henrik told him.
“EHEHEHEEE! WHYHYHYHYHY?!” Marvin yelled.
“Because you have made zhis very inconvenient for me.” Henrik told him.
“IHIHIT’S A JOHOKE! TAHAHAKE A JOKE!” Marvin yelled.
Henrik moved his hand up to the sole of his foot. “Now is not zhe time for zhe funnies.” Henrik told him.
Marvin’s laughter lessened a little bit. “Ohokahahay. Fihihine! Ihi’ll tell you whahahat the pahahassword for your compuhuhuter ihihis.” Marvin finally replied.
Henrik smiled and stopped tickling. “Good.” He let Marvin breathe for a moment.
Marvin took the time to fill his lungs generously with air. Though he hadn’t been tickled for very long, he was already a little bit tired. “It’s…” Marvin started. He let out another breath. “The password is ‘Hellohenrik456.” Marvin told him.
Henrik raised an eyebrow, but nodded and put the password in.
[Password: hellohenrik456]
[PASSWORD INCORRECT]
Henrik hummed and looked at Marvin. “Any capitals?” Henrik asked.
A capital H at the beginning.” Marvin told him.
He typed in the password with a capital letter this time.
[Password: Hellohenrik456]
It started to load…Then, his familiar portal started to display itself onto his screen. Henrik smiled and then went to settings, and changed his password back to what it was before. “Zhank you, Marvin.” Henrik told him. “Now:” He minused out of his program and walked up to Marvin again. “I am not quite finished vizh you yet.” Henrik told him.
“Because I still need to make sure you do not prank me to zhis level again.” Henrik told him. “Simple zhings like svitching salt for sugar, or putting kleenex in my shoes is fine.” Henrik told him as he walked up behind the chair. “But changing zhe password to my vork computer?” Henrik grabbed Marvin’s sides with a smirk. “Utterly unacceptable.” Henrik told him.
“Wait- Yohou dohohon’t uhuse that wohohord in thahat cohohontehehext!” Marvin reacted.
“Vhy not?! What are you? Die grammatikpolizei?!” Henrik asked.
“WHAHAT ARE YOU SAYIHIHING?!” Marvin yelled. “SPEAK ENGLIHIHISH PLEHEHEASE!” Marvin begged.
Henrik just laughed. “Hehehe! Fick dich!” Henrik declared back with a smirk.
Marvin couldn’t understand what a dich was…but he could somewhat understand the moment he guessed what fick likely meant. “Dihihid yohou juhust tehehell mehe to fuhuhuck ohoff?” Marvin asked him.
“Nein. I specifically said zhe vords ‘Fuck you’.” Henrik told him.
“Wohohow.” Marvin muttered.
“Now how ticklish is zhis belly of yours?” Henrik brought himself to the right side of the chair, and lifted up Marvin’s blue shirt. “I have heard from a leetle bird that your belly is a good spot to go for.” Henrik asked as he slowly started to tickle right around the magician’s belly button.
“Wahahait- NOHOHOHAHAHAHAHA! AAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA! NAHAHAHA STOHOHOHOHOP!” Marvin shouted, kicking his legs wildly as he wiggled back and forth in an attempt to get out of the chair. “LEHEHET MEHE GOOOHOHOHOHOOO!” Marvin shouted.
“Let you go? But vhy vould I do zhat?” Henrik asked.
“BEHEHECAUSE YOU LOHOHOHOVE MEHEHE?!” Marvin asked.
“Platonically? Or intimately~?” Henrik asked as he leaned into Marvin’s face with a smug little grin on his own face.
Marvin’s face morphed into a bright red color almost immediately after hearing those words. Feeling a pair of eyes on him, Marvin opened his one eye. Quickly, he opened both his eyes and widened them once he realized how close Henrik was to his face. He immediately pushed Henrik’s face away from his own. “Shuhuhut uhuhup! Ihihi meheant platohohonicallyhyhyhy!” Marvin told him, covering up his face with his own hands.
Henrik stuck out his bottom lip and looked down dramatically. “Aww…Shame.” Henrik whined, before dropping his facade with another smug grin.
Marvin split his index and middle apart from each other to look out his left eye, so he could see what Henrik was doing. When he saw the doctor was smirking at him, Marvin whimpered as he covered up his left eye again and grew very timid.
Henrik chuckled and removed his hand from the exposed belly. Marvin kept his eyes and face covered, hoping Henrik would leave him alone to melt into his seat like lukewarm ice cream. But when nothing else had happened for the next few seconds, Marvin uncovered his left eye again.
“Uhhh…Hello-”
Marvin SCREECHED and just about jumped 10 feet in the air! SPIDER! SPIDer-
Henrik fell onto his back with laughter, pretty much rolling around with fits of laughter. “OHOHO MYHY GAHAD YOU’RE SOHOHO TIHICKLIHIHISH!” Henrik yelled.
Marvin stared at him in disbelief…before embarrassed and slightly angry. He kicked Henrik’s chest with his heel and growled. “Leave my feet alone, ya fuckin’ weirdo.” Marvin told him.
“Alright, alright. I vill leave you alone.” Henrik told him. “But only if you promise to not change my passvord again.” Henrik decided.
“...But-”
“No buts! Versprechen oder kein Versprechen.” Henrik told him.
Marvin raised an eyebrow. “...and that means…?”
Henrik sighed. “Promise, or no promise.” Henrik told him. “Jésus Chrístus. You need to learn German.” Henrik reacted.
“Do I now?” Marvin asked. “Or do you need to practice your englisch?” Marvin asked, specifically impersonating Henrik’s pronunciation of the word ‘english’.
Henrik rolled his eyes. “First of all: German is pronounced as ‘Deutsch’.” Henrik told him.
“Oh! Yeah, I remember you mentioning the words ‘Deutschland’ often when I first met you. Does that just mean German land?” Marvin asked.
Henrik closed his eyes and huffed. “Nein. Deutschland only means Germany.” Henrik told him. “Yust like Yapan is called Nihon.” Henrik added.
“...Yeah, I guess.” Marvin muttered. “Alright. Deutschland! I speak the Deutschland language.” Marvin joked.
Henrik couldn’t stop himself from chuckling in horror. “Verdammte Hölle…You are killing me vizh your vords and pronunciation.” Henrik told him. “Zhat is like saying ‘I speak the england language’.” Henrik told him.
Marvin laughed. “Really? Cause English actually comes from-”
“Latin. Ya, I know. And Deutsch is from zhe Indo-European people. The Indo-European people have multiple versions of zhe same language, one being zhe Germanic people, who spread from Norway and Sweden, to zhe Slovenian border.” Henrik told him. “Zhere vere even Deutsch people in zhe scotland and English-
Henrik squealed in a girly high pitch voice, interrupting himself in the process before doubling over. “BAHAAAHAhahahahaha! VAHAHAIT- VHAHAHAT AHARE YOU DOHOHOIHIHING?!” Henrik yelled, trying to push the tickling fingers off of himself. “HOHOW DIHIHID YOU GEHEHET OHOHOUT?!” Henrik yelled.
“I wiggled myself out while you were rambling on and on about the origin of Germany.” Marvin told him. “Now tell me, oh wise Deutsch: What is ‘tickle’ in German?” Marvin asked as he gently skittered and squeezed his ribs.
“IHIHI’M NOT TELLIHIHING YOHOHOU!” Henrik yelled back.
“Come ooooon. You sounded so excited about teaching me German! Or Deutsch, I guess. What’s ‘tickle’ in Deutsch?” Marvin asked as he severely lessened his tickling for a moment.
Henrik’s laughter lessened to small bouts of giggles. “Ihihit’s…uhuhuh…k-kihitzeln. Kitzeln. Ihihit’s kihihitzeheheln.” Henrik repeated.
Marvin giggled. “Kitzeln. That’s the noun, right? What’s the verb?” Marvin asked next.
“Ihihihit’s kihitzehehelt. Kihitzelt.” Henrik replied.
Marvin smirked evilly upon being fed this wonderful information. “So does the phrase ‘Kitzelt, kitzelt, kitzelt’ make sense in Deutsch?” Marvin asked with a shit-eating grin.
Henrik verbally groaned. “Nohohohoho. Dohohon’t sahahay zhahahat!” Henrik complained.
“So I’m right! Kitzelt, kitzelt, kitzelt! Kitzelt, kitzelt, kitzelt!” Marvin teased as he started tickling faster and faster.
“HaltdeineFresse! HALTDEIHIHINEFREHEHEHEHESSE!” Henrik yelled. “HAAAAALT! BITTE HÖHÖHÖR AHAHAHAUF! HAHAHAHAHAHAHA!” Henrik kept yelling and laughing, weakly punching Marvin with his petty little hands.
After a couple more minutes, Marvin stopped his wild revenge game. He placed Henrik onto the chair, quickly removing the bag handle that was holding him down right before sitting Henrik down properly. He filled up Henrik’s dried coffee mug with some water from his own water bottle, letting Henrik drink while he grabbed the camera that was still recording.
Henrik hummed and removed his mug from his lips. “Vhat’s zhat?” Henrik asked.
Marvin couldn’t stop the smirk from growing onto his face. “Noooothing…” Marvin teased. “...Except for a camera that I used to record your reaction…” Marvin finally confessed.
Henrik widened his eyes…and opened his mouth, forgetting about the water in his mouth. All the water in his mouth quickly started spilling out of his mouth like a waterfall…Then, Henrik wiped off his chin and slammed the mug onto the ground. “Fünf…” Henrik started.
“Hahaha! Is that Deutsch for ‘Fuck’?” Marvin asked.
“Fünf is a number.” Henrik said. “Fünf…”
“Number? Wh- Oh shit you’re counting.” Marvin muttered with a surge of panic running through his veins.
“Vier…” Henrik said.
“Shit shit shiT SHIT SHIT!” Marvin shouted.
“Drei…” Henrik counted next.
“Oh fuck OH FUCK UH- BYE!” Marvin sprinted towards the door, before crashing into the closed white door. “OW!”
“Zwei…” Henrik said, before taking a step.
Marvin gasped and heaved on the doorknob. “FUCK!”
“EINER!” Henrik sprinted up to Marvin and grabbed his shoulders. He threw Marvin to the ground, before tickling him mercilessly. The camera flew absolutely everywhere, before being flung onto the ground nearby. All you could see was the wall…but Marvin’s strong laughter could tell you everything you needed to know:
Marvin has been showing Jamie some magic tricks, but notices that Jamie's able to perfectly replicate his tricks! In an attempt to see what he's up against, Marvin lets him try some tricks. But...when Jamie pulls a blue bird out of the hat instead, Marvin begins to have many questions.
A day late...Again. XD Hope you enjoy regardless!
Marvin was showing off his magic tricks to Jamie, who was watching them through a rather critical lens. Everytime Marvin would show him a magic trick, he would tell him exactly what he did to make the magic trick work. Even when Marvin showed him a complicated card trick, Jamie had only smiled and held out his hand to take the card deck. When the card deck was in his hands, Jamie did the exact same magic trick right back to Marvin! Like, perfectly replicated it!
Marvin chuckled somewhat awkwardly when Jamie visually explained what he had done with the cards. Marvin was originally confused and unsure what to think about Jamie’s perfect replication of his magic tricks. He wanted to get annoyed, but he also thought it would be interesting to have a magician partner alongside him.
Marvin smirked and decided to test out his knowledge. He pulled out a magician wand, and gave it to Jamie. “Show me what this thing can do.” Marvin told him.
Jamie smirked and gave the magic wand a whip, revealing the fake flowers that were inside the wand. Marvin nodded with a smile. Jamie removed the flowers from the wand, and gave them to Marvin with a smile. “Thank you.” Marvin replied, taking it.
Then, Jamie flipped it around and pulled on the white lid. The lid popped off to reveal the rainbow ribbon hidden inside the wand. Marvin raised his eyebrows, showing he was growing impressed.
Jamie then pulled on the clip that was supposed to hold the flowers, bringing the rainbow ribbon back into the wand through a spinning mechanism inside. Then, Jamie pushed the flowers back into the wand and put the white lid back on. ‘Voila.’ Jamie fingerspelled.
Marvin laughed as he took the wand back. “Not bad, Jamie.” He admitted. “But can you make things appear in the hat?” Marvin asked him, handing him the hat.
Jamie nodded his head and took the hat. He used the wand to draw circles, before touching the hat to ‘make the magic happen’. Then, Jamie reached into the hat and grabbed the animal out of the hat. It was a bunny rabbit! A beige bunny with lowered, floppy ears. Jamie smirked and signed the word ‘Voila’ again. Marvin clapped his hands and reached out for the bunny. “Okay, okay. I can take on some competition.” Marvin replied.
Jamie gave Marvin the bunny before grabbing the wand. He drew a couple circles with the magic wand before touching the hat again to make more magic happen. With the magic finished, Jamie reached into the hat and pulled out a bluebird! Marvin widened his eyes and smiled brightly. “Wait, why is it blue? I usually summon white birds.” Marvin admitted.
Jamie hummed and put the bluebird onto the table. Then, Jamie put up his index finger to tell Marvin to ‘give him a minute’. He reached into the hat and pulled out…a familiar white bird! Wait…How did-
“Wait…That’s my bird!” Marvin reacted, watching as the bird flew over to him. Marvin caught the bird and looked at the bluebird. “How did you make the bluebird appear?!” Marvin asked.
Jamie smirked and signed something while lip-syncing the word. ‘Magic~” Jamie replied.
“Bullshit. Tell me.” Marvin encouraged.
Jamie tightened his lips and shook his head. ‘Not telling.’ Jamie signed.
“Come on, dude.” Marvin reacted. “At least tell me where you bought the bluebird.” Marvin argued.
Jamie shook his head. ‘Secret.’ Jamie signed.
“I’ll make you tell me if you don’t.” Marvin warned.
Jamie raised an eyebrow. Was he seriously going to ‘punish him’ for not telling a fellow magician his methods? Wow…Low blow, Marvin. ‘Sorry. No can do.’ Jamie signed.
Marvin giggled and grabbed onto his black cape. He wrapped the one side of it around himself, spinning in a circle before disappearing in a puff of smoke. Jamie’s face changed from confident, to surprised in a matter of seconds. Oh shit…He can make himself disappear?!
Jamie looked around the room, trying to find Marvin. If he disappeared, he’s bound to reappear somewhere else…right? Jamie got up onto his feet and looked around a little more. The man should reappear in a moment or two. He has to. He can’t stay hidden forever. He had begun backing up slightly to look for Marvin from a little farther away.
*Squeeze*
GAH! WHAT WAS THAT?! Jamie curled into the right, feeling something squeezing his side. Jamie let go of his side, and tried to feel for something…anything! Anything that felt like the Magnificent Marvin.
*poke*
EEP! WHO’S THERE?! Jamie flipped around to find the source of the poke. But no such luck. He was supposedly, completely alone. But Jamie knew better than that. Marvin is playing him. It had to be Marvin!
Jamie gasped as he felt his sides get grabbed, and squeaked as he felt himself get lifted a couple feet into the air. OH NO! MARVIN LET GO! Jamie started moving himself around right away, struggling and wriggling to get out of his grip. But his wiggles and squirming would change somewhat as he felt squeezes and pokes further into his upper ribs.
Oh no! OH NOHO! LEHET ME GO! NAHA! Jamie’s head would fall back as his wheezy laughter filled the room. He could feel rapid squeezes and skitters on his upper ribs, but couldn’t see a hand, let alone a culprit. He squirmed and shook his head, a large wobbly smile filling his face as he wheezed helplessly. It actually felt like the invisible man was tickling him! But Jamie could already tell who this likely was. Marvin had pulled the ‘invisible’ trick on him before. But using it just to tickle him!? What a silly reason to disappear!
“Kitchy kitchy koo! Are you gonna tell me yet?” A voice, that sounded a lot like Marvin, had asked.
Jamie shook his head, refusing to admit his secret.
“Aww, that’s a shame. Looks like more tickles are in order!” Marvin declared to him.
Jamie gasped and wheezed again as he felt fingers tickling in his armpits. OH NAAAH! NOT THERE! NOT THERE! Jamie squeaked and lost his balance, falling backwards into the invisible man’s arms. But he yelped again as he felt the hands go away, causing him to fall onto the ground on his back.
Jamie quickly sat himself up to look around for Marvin. But he couldn’t find him anywhere. But he didn’t need to look around for long…because Jamie’s attention turned to the ticklish drilling into his hips. He bucked his hips in shock and threw his head back, kicking his feet as he yelped and squeaked amidst his wheezy laughter.
Gosh, why the hips!? Why would he go for the hips?! His hips are way too ticklish for this! Why must Marvin do this to him?! All this just because he’s following a rule every other person follows?! How is this fair?!
“I love your laugh, man…It’s so cheerful and silly.” Marvin admitted.
As much as he enjoyed being tickled to oblivion, he wasn’t enjoying not being able to see the person that was tickling him. So, he used his own conjuring magic to conjure up floating, gloved hands. With those made, Jamie snapped his fingers in the middle of his struggle.
“Ohoho, is that you trying to stop- WaaaAAH! What the- HEY?!” Marvin yelped.
The tickles had completely stopped, allowing Jamie the chance to recover. He calmed himself down and turned to look at Marvin. Using his hands, Marvin removed his cape hood, revealing Marvin’s head from inside an invisible cape hood. Jamie removed the rest of the cape, and unbuttoned it from Marvin, revealing the rest of his body.
Marvin grunted and pulled on the floating hands. “Let me go! No fair! Whose hands are these?! Explain yourself!” Marvin ordered pulling on the floating hands.
Jamie shrugged his shoulders in response, before wiggling his fingers at him to hint at his inevitable revenge. ‘Tickle tickle~’
Marvin widened his eyes in surprise, and began to grow nervous. “U-Uh…” He mumbled.
Jamie started on Marvin’s neck. He tickled up and down the sides of Marvin’s neck, making sure to tickle the back of his neck a few times too.
“eeeEEHEHEEK! Jahahamihihieeee nahahahaha!” Marvin giggled, twisting his head left and right. “Ihihihit tihihicklehehes!” Marvin told him.
Jamie gasped and cupped his own cheeks in false shock. Then, he made his head ‘explode’ with surprise, before going back to tickling Marvin’s neck.
Jamie giggled silently and dug 2 fingers each into his armpits. ‘Coochy coochy coo.’ He thought.
Marvin threw his head back and cackled helplessly, pulling on his arms and legs helplessly. “SOHOHORRY WOHOHON’T CUHUT IHIHIHIT?! SEHEHERIOUSLYHYHYHY?!” Marvin shouted.
Jamie smiled and shook his head in response, telling Marvin everything he needed to know: Jamie was gonna tickle him regardless of protest. It was really weird being held by unattached arms. Did Jamie’s body hold some sort of magic as well? Or was Jamie capable of more conjuring abilities than he lets on? MARVIN WANTS ANSWERS!!!
Jamie backed up, stopping his attack for a moment. He lifted up his hand and snapped his fingers, showing Marvin things were about to change.
Marvin’s giggles turned breathless and calm right as he watched the fingers snap. Uh oh…What’s about to happen? Is he gonna change the hands’ positions?! Or are more hands gonna show up?
In two moments, Marvin would get his answer. Two more hands would suddenly appear in front of him…one hand free to tickle with its fingers, and the other hand holding a bouquet of feathers.
No, not a feather duster. It was literally a bunch of real feathers, tied together into a ‘bouquet’ using an elastic. It looked terrifyingly ticklish, and it made Marvin lean his head back as skittish giggles left his mouth. “Ohoho gohohod plehehehease nooo.” Marvin giggled.
Jamie snapped his fingers again…and the hands flew up to him and started tickling him! The hand with the feathers moved to his belly to flutter them there, while the free hand went for Marvin’s armpit and upper ribs.
“Nohohoho! Gohohod dammihihihihit! Hahahahahehehee!” Marvin giggled helplessly. But things only grew worse the moment the feather bouquet fluttered into his belly button. “No! NO! NOT THE BEHEHEHELLYYY BUHUHUHAHAHAHA! NAHAHAHAHA! PLEHEHEHEASE NOHOHOHOHOHO! IHIHIT’S SOHOHO BAHAHAHAHAD! GAHAHAHAHAHA! EEEEHEHEHAHAHAHA!” Marvin cackled helplessly, wiggling as much as he was allowed to.
Jamie made an ‘oooooh!’ reaction with his face, showing amusement with this new discovery. Jamie snapped his fingers and made the second hand disappear, so it was just the one hand with the feathers tickling him silly.
Eventually though, Jamie knew he had to stop so he didn’t kill the man. He made all the floating hands disappear when he felt he got his point across: That Jamie doesn’t tell secrets about his magical abilities.
And newsflash for Marvin: tickling him while invisible, won’t make him reveal his secrets either. Jamie is just too stubborn to tell such secrets! Even if Marvin and Jamie have similar magical abilities, Jamie will refuse to tell anyone about how he got them…
Would you like me to tell you a story? Well come sit, everyone! I'm going to tell you two stories! One about how Marvin met Chase, and another about how Jackie met Jamie.
This fanfic was suggested by Shannon! I hope you enjoy the fanfic!
This is how Marvin met Chase:
We open in the town of Brighton, England. A town so pretty and filled with entertainment. And in that town walking around, was Chase Brody. Chase was simply walking the streets, trying to find somewhere to get food. He was in the middle of the Brighton Square shopping mall, and was looking at the big fountain with the dolphins and children statue on the top. It looked to be made of metal, painted black. It was…interesting to say the least.
Chase soon walked into the Espresso bar, and decided to get himself a drink. He got himself a black coffee with 2 sugars, and brought the coffee to a seat in the room. There were a collection of 6 seats around a small table in the middle. Chase decided to sit there. He placed his coffee onto the table and sighed as he looked around. It was a small coffee shop that could fit maybe 18 people in it. It was nice though. Not too cramped.
Soon, a person walked into the Espresso bar and ordered a drink. He soon got his drink and walked up to the 6 seated spot that Chase was sitting in. He soon spoke up. “Would you mind if I sat here?” The person asked.
Chase looked up at him and smiled. “I don’t mind. Go ahead!” Chase replied.
“Thanks!” The person said, sitting down across from Chase and placing his coffee on the table.
They sat in silence for a while, only making glances at each other once in a while. The person that was sitting with him seemed to have a cape around his neck. It was strange, but Chase wasn’t judging. Chase grabbed his coffee and took a few sips of it. THen he put it down and looked at the person across from him.
“What kind of coffee is that?” Chase asked him.
The person looked up and smiled a bit. “Two cream, two sugar.” The person replied.
Chase nodded in response and went back to looking around.
The person looked at Chase’s coffee. “What about you? What kind of coffee do you have?” The person asked.
Chase looked back. “Black with two sugars.” Chase replied.
The person hummed in response, and started to look around again. He looked at the fountain out of the corner of his eye, and focused on the other people that were in the coffee shop.
“You got a name?” The person asked.
Chase turned to him. “Hm?” Chase replied.
“I said: do you have a name?” the person repeated.
Chase smiled and nodded. “I’m Chase.”
The person nodded. “Cool name!” He reacted. “I’m Marvin.”
“Marvin?” Chase asked.
“Yup.” Marvin replied.
Chase smiled. “Cool.”
The boys fell into silence for a little bit. It was nice for a bit, just sitting, people watching and talking a little.
Marvin pulled out a deck of cards and started shuffling them around in his hand. He wasn’t amazing at the shuffling, but he wasn’t terrible either. Marvin was somewhere in the middle. Chase looked up at Marvin and watched him shuffle the cards. They looked like typical poker cards, like cards you’d get from Walmart.
Marvin put the cards down into 6 separate decks. He took a moment to look at Chase, and looked back down when he was ready. Marvin grabbed a random deck of cards, and grabbed one of the second decks. He grabbed a random third deck, a fourth deck, a fifth deck and a sixth deck. He flipped up the visible card on the front, and showed him. “Was this the card you were thinking of?” Marvin asked, showing him a 10 of diamonds.
Chase widened his eyes. “Uhh…” Chase looked at the card and looked away. “Yeah…It was.” Chase replied. “Wait, how did you know that?” Chase asked.
Marvin chuckled. “I can read your mind.” Marvin told him.
Chase raised an eyebrow with a smirk. “You’re a magician?” Chase asked.
Marvin nodded. “Indeed I am! Marvin the Magnificent.” Marvin replied.
Chase laughed. “Marvin the Magnificent…Wow.” He reacted.
Marvin smirked and pulled out his wand.
Chase laughed more. “And what’re you gonna do with that? Make a bunny pop out of a hat?” Chase asked.
Marvin chuckled. “I’m not wearing a hat, Chase. Not yet, anyway.” Marvin told him.
Chase chuckled. “Then what are you gonna do?” Chase asked.
“.......I was showing you that I have a wand too.” Marvin told him bluntly.
Chase bursted out laughing. “Oh! Okay!”
Marvin chuckled. “I mean, I can do this.” Marvin tapped the wand onto his own hand. Suddenly, a bunch of feathers popped out of the top of the wand!
Chase raised an eyebrow. “I thought it was supposed to be flowers?” Chase asked.
Marvin giggled. “I can do that too.” Marvin told him. “And why? Are you scared of a few feathers?” Marvin teased.
Chase tilted his head. “No. Why?” Chase asked.
Marvin shoved the feathers into Chase’s face for fun. Chase laughed and pushed the feathers away from his face. “Stahap it! Marvin!” Chase laughed.
“Sorry! I couldn’t resist.” Marvin admitted.
Chase laughed a little bit more. “Ahalright, sir. You’ve had your fun.” Chase teased.
“Have I now?” Marvin asked.
Chase smirked and stood up. He started slowly circling Marvin’s chair like a predator would to his prey.
Marvin started to grow a little worried. “What…What are you planning?” He asked nervously.
“Oh nothing…except for THIS!” Chase grabbed Marvin’s sides and started tickling them. Marvin gasped and threw his head back as he laughed happily in the seat. Marvin kicked his feet and tried to stop Chase, but it was mostly fruitless. He just had to take it like a man.
Chase soon stopped as he realized how much noise they were making. Chase removed his hands from Marvin’s sides, and sat down in his own seat again. Marvin started to calm down, and pull himself together again. “What-” Marvin straightened himself up. “What was that for?! In a coffee shop, of all places?” Marvin reacted.
Chase laughed. “Sorry! I couldn’t resist.” Chase said, repeating the words Marvin had said earlier.
Marvin gasped and narrowed his eyes at him with an evil smirk. “Oh you little-” Marvin stopped his words. “You’re lucky we’re in a coffee shop. Otherwise, I would’ve totally got you back.” Marvin told him.
“Didn’t stop me.” Chase said with a smirk.
Marvin chuckled and pulled out his phone. “Did you wanna…walk around the mall together?” Marvin asked.
Chase widened his eyes and sat up. “Really?” Chase asked.
“I mean…You’re a pretty cool guy, and I wanna hang out with you more.” Marvin admitted.
Chase smiled. “I’d love to!” Chase replied.
Marvin smiled brightly. “Great!”
And so, the two boys spent almost 4 hours looking in stores at the mall together. They would later get each other’s contact information so they could put together other hang out days. It was quite the interesting way to start a friendship, to say the least. But it was a great friendship. Years later, Marvin would end up living with Chase in a house together. And that was like a million sleepovers! It was the greatest idea they ever came up with. And they would carry on being friends for a long time afterwards.
Now this is how Jameson Jackson met Jackieboy Man:
Jamie was laying on a hammock in the backyard. He had been reading a book for about 2 hours now. He was getting ready to go back inside, when he accidentally dropped the book. He reached down through the hammock strings to try and get it. Though it was a little tight, he was able to get his upper arm into the strings. He managed to reach and grab the book, but he realized his mistake:
How was he gonna get the book through the hammock strings?
Jamie dropped the book on the ground again, and tried to get his hand out of the hammock. But…his arm was stuck in the hammock! Jamie pulled on his arm, but struggled to get it out.
Well this was just great…
Jamie chuckled awkwardly and tried to get his arm out with his other hand. He reached down into the hammock, only the lower arm this time, and tried to remove the knotted hammock strings from his upper right arm. But he couldn’t reef it off. After a few more tugs, he growled and tried pulling again.
But amidst his pulling, his foot managed to fall through the hole and get stuck in the ropes! Jamie widened his eyes as he realized his foot was in there. He could feel the rope around his lower leg. And with the gravity pushing down on his leg, it was just slipping further and further in. Jamie mentally cursed to himself and wiggled around helplessly. Then he flipped himself around and silently yelped as he spun upside. His stuck leg was now in the air, alongside his stuck arm. It wasn’t uncomfortable or painful…but it was very annoying.
He pulled on his arm further and let out a few audible grunts. How could he have gotten himself stuck like this?! ‘Come on, man! Get your ass outta here!’ Jamie thought mentally.
“Well look at what we have here!” Someone said. “Is someone perhaps stuck and in need of assistance?” Someone continued.
Jamie looked around and grumbled as he tried to pull himself out.
“It looks like that person does!” The person reacted, flying down to look at them. “Worry not, my liege! I will make sure you get out of here without a single grass stain on those very nice pants.” The person declared, lowering himself down to the ground. “Jackieboy Man is on the case of the tangled dapper boy!” The person (apparently known as jackieboy Man) declared in front of him, his cape flowing to the side in the wind.
Jamie stared at him. Was that…a red onesie with a hood? And a face mask you get for kids at a costume store?! And…blue boots? The blue boots were the only thing on him that looked serious. Everything else was just hilarious!
Jamie wheezed and slapped his leg as he laughed. But the only sound that was coming out of his mouth was long episodes of wheezing, and short moments of breathing.
“Wha- Hey! Don’t laugh at me!” Jackie ordered. “Do you even know how rude that is?! I’m a casual superhero who is offering to help you out of your hammock…and you are just laughing at me despite your lack of voice!” Jackie reacted. “Oh! And by the way, are you nonverbal, by any chance?” Jackie asked.
Jamie smiled brightly as he was laughing, and nodded his head before another long wheeze left his mouth.
Jackie hmphed angrily. “And to think you would’ve been a kind person…a more polite man…” Jackie muttered.
Jamie shook his free hand and signed the word ‘sorry’ before he held his chest as he laughed.
Jackie gasped. “You speak sign language!” He reacted. “Awesome! I do too!” He reacted as he signed the words ‘I do too’ towards Jamie.
Jamie slowly started to calm down and beamed at the look of a superhero knowing sign language. The only superheros to ever know sign language were Deadpool and Hawkeye! And now Jackie…Jackieman boy?
“My sign for my name is this:” Jackie brought out his pinkie, and did the J symbol. Then, he pointed to his face mask with the same pinkie.
Jamie tried it out and nodded with his lower lip out. It wasn’t a bad sign for your name. It was a cool way to sign it.
Then, Jamie pulled on his arm again, and lowered his head as he realized he would have to sign with one hand. So, he stuck his thumb up, raised it up a few inches in front of his face, and then pointed to himself, to sign the words ‘Help me’.
“Well of course! That’s exactly what I do, my liege!” He declared. “But first I need your name!” Jackie declared.
Jamie nodded and signed the letters J-A-M-I and E to spell out his name.
But Jackie only partly got his name. “Can I just call you Jay?” Jackie asked.
Jamie shrugged and nodded.
“Okay. I’ll try and get you out now.” Jackie decided.
Jackie grabbed under Jamie’s left armpit, and pulled. But when nothing budged, he tried removing the tightrope from around his upper arm. But even that was no use! “Huh…” Jackie flew to the leg and tried pulling on the rope to get it out. But that was fruitless as well. “Looks like you’re really stuck.”
Jamie lowered his head in embarrassment. The fact that he had to be helped by some random person with a cape on, meant he really screwed himself over.
Jackie lifted up Jamie, lifted himself up to fly, and started pulling upwards to the sky to get him out. He pulled and pulled and pulled. But it was just no use. Jackie put Jamie back upside down and sighed. “I’ll see if I can find a pair of scissors to cut the ropes.” Jackie decided.
Jamie widened his eyes and waved his hand left and right rapidly. He said ‘don’t!’ and tried to pull his arm out himself.
“No to the scissors? Are you that desperate to save the hammock?” Jackie asked.
Jamie looked at him and nodded.
“Of all the things to be devoted to…” Jackie muttered. Then he looked at Jamie…and looked at the way he was tied up all stuck.
And then he smirked.
“Should I remind you of the downsides of being stuck like this?” Jackie asked.
Jamie raised an eyebrow, growing confused. He shrugged his shoulders.
“There is one downside I can think of right off the top of my head…a downside that would make cutting the hammock a mercy move.” Jackie told him.
Jamie blinked, unsure.
Jackie walked closer to Jamie and wiggled his fingers evilly.
This was the moment that Jamie started desperately trying to get himself out. But Jackie was getting closer and closer to him! Jamie grunted and pulled on the rope around his arm with all his might. But Jackie got even closer to him, and was inches away from tickling his armpit.
Jamie finally threw his free arm out and tried to block him. But sadly for Jamie, Jackie was able to grab the free arm and move it out of the way. With the free hand out of the way, the other hand went right to tickle Jamie’s armpit.
Jamie’s eyes widened to the size of saucers almost immediately. He squeezed his eyes shut and gritted his teeth as he pulled at both his restrained arm, and his trapped arm. His trapped arm was stuck in the rope in a way that forced his arm to stay open and vulnerable. And if he tried to close his arm, the rope would stop it. Jamie was utterly screwed. There was just nothing he could do but take it!
“I know we just met, and this is a little unusual to be doing to a trapped victim. However, I need to convince you to let me cut you free somehow.” Jackie told him.
With both his arms incompacitated, Jamie was unable to sign. Well…technically he could, but the one-handed signing was out of Jackie’s field of vision. So Jamie just took the tickles and tried to get himself out.
Jackie tickled his side next, seeing what ticklish spot got the dapper man squirming the most. The sides seemed to be a good spot to go to. Compared to the armpit, anyway. And the stomach seemed to make Jamie move around the most! So, Jackie tickled there for a little while.
Jamie finally let his breath out and wheezed. He inhaled again and started to silently laugh through his big, wobbly smile. Jackie visibly brightened up upon seeing Jamie finally let go and just laugh. It was so satisfying to see the man laugh amidst his predicament!
“Kitchy kitchy koo, little Jay!” Jackie teased.
Jamie was signing the word ‘No’ on the side, trying to wiggle himself out. But it was pointless. He was stuck here.
That was, unless he let him cut the hammock.
But he loved this hammock! And hammocks are not cheap these days!
So Jamie just took the tickles for a little longer.
“I will admit, you’re taking this a lot better than I thought you would! Some people would be ordering me to cut the rope before I even reach them! But nope! Not Jay Jay!” Jackie reacted.
Jamie shook his head and accidentally knocked his bowler hat off his own head. His brown, short hair was now visible for Jackie to see.
And then Jackie reached a SUPER ticklish spot on him: His belly button!
Jamie looked down at his stomach and quickly threw his head back with his mouth wide open. His head leaned to the right side as his whole body convulsed with laughter.
“WOW! Looks like I’ve hit the jackpot!” Jackie declared.
Jamie was signing the word ‘No’ over and over again at this point, even signing it with his other hand as he pulled and pulled on his arms. He was mentally begging him to just let him go! He needed to be free! All he wanted to do today was read a damn book!
Jackie finally stopped tickling the poor man. He removed his fingers and let go of Jamie’s free hand. “Are you okay with me cutting you free with scissors now?” Jackie asked.
Jamie was breathing rather heavily as he tried to recover. He slowly started to calm down. When he was calm enough, Jamie did the sign for scissors, by opening and closing his index and middle fingers.
Jackie smiled proudly and pulled a pair of scissors out of his own pocket. “Sounds great!” Jackie cut the hammock rope off his arm, effectively freeing his arm.
Jamie smiled as his arm slid right out. But he was growing woozy from being upside down for so long. Jackie noticed this and quickly lifted him up. He cut the rope that was around his leg, and lowered Jamie to the ground. Jamie flopped onto the ground, exhausted from being upside down AND tickled at the same time. Jackie brought himself onto his feet on the ground, and walked up to Jamie. “What do you say I buy you a new hammock? See it as a way to apologize for tickling you so much.” Jackie offered.
And so Jamie ended up getting a really nice fabric hammock from a rather expensive, but good quality store. Jamie got to pick out the pattern he wanted, and Jamie even got a little embarrassed when Jackie was getting asked for autographs by many types of people. Not only did he get a new hammock, but Jackie even took the time to help him set it up! When it was all ready, Jamie waved off Jackieboy Man, and made a heart with his hands as he flew away.
Jamie ended up using that hammock for a long while. And once in a while, Jackie would stop by to say hi and hang out with Jamie on his work days off. Overtime, their status would reach friendship and they would end up becoming close friends.
And that was it! That was how 4 separate people became 2 pairs of friends. And the friendship numbers would only grow from then on.
Jackie and Marvin were having normal days...that was, until Anti came along and utterly destroyed them...
This is gonna have some more intense tickling in it. I may have overdone it, but I still kinda like it the way it is! So no changes.
This fanfic is for Shannon! :)
“JACKIEBOY MAN! TO THE RESCUE!” Jackie declared, flying around the house.
Jackie was flying around, casually minding his own business...but then something glitched...something turned green...Wait...the whole place was green! What the hell?!
“ĦĘħēħƐĦē! に-ƘįťčħỸ ƘǐƗćħƔ ķőØ!” Someone said, before tickling his belly.
“EEHEHEHEhehe!” Jackie laughed before everything turned back to normal. Now what the everloving hell was that all about?! Who tickled him?!
“Hey Marvin?” Jackie called. “Have you ever come across a guy who glitches a lot?” Jackie asked.
“No...No I haven’t. Why?” Marvin asked.
“Because...I keep seeing a guy.”
“ŠŭřρŕĮșə!” Something said.
Jackie gasped as the world turned glitchy and green.
“Ǐ ḥƏãř Łįĕṣ!” Someone started talking as he snuck up on Jackie.
“Peculier ĦØẅ ÞÊċůŁĪēř! ÅŘĕ Țħę ŤŏēŠ ƁÄĐ ṬǑő?” Anti asked curiously as he skittered and tickling his toes.
“NOHOHO! BAHAHAHAHAHA! AAAHAHAHAHA NAHAHAHOHOHOHO!” Jack laughed his head off.
“Wow...Those are some ticklish toes…” Marvin reacted.
“ƴǑű’ṛǝ ṅǒȚ ƑṛǝƎ ŸɛṬ, ḾǍŔƔǏƝ!” Anti teased, wrapping an arm around Marvin’s side and squeezing it.
“OHOHOHO NOYOUDON’T!” Marvin slapped his hand away. But this only stopped the tickling for a second or two, before starting right back up again.
“EEHEHEhehehe! NAHAhahahat MEHE TOHOHO!” Marvin laughed.
“ẄħÝ ŊŏŤ, ŠẀẽểȚ čāķĔs?” Anti asked.
“THIHIHIS IHIHIS EHEHEHEVIHIHIL!” Marvin argued.
“ĂŴŴŵŵ…” Anti muttered. “P̱̌ŎŐŔ Ṭḥǐṅģ…”
Anti’s hand let go of Jackie’s foot, and Jackie prepared himself to fall...Only, he didn’t fall! He actually just dangled by the string that attached to his ankle! How weird!
““ȚǃçĶĹƏ țǀčĶLë ŤĭĆķŁē țǀčĶLë ŤĭĆķŁē!” the evil Anti teased as he flipped Marvin upside down and tied a rope around him too. “Ļĕťš šēę ĦØẁ ŁòṄǧ ŷǑų ćÂn Ṣ̱ṬǍṈ̀᷆᷇Ḍ̱᷇ ɨȚ!”
Before the boys would even say ANTI WAIT!, One foot each from the men, were now being tickled by unbearably ticklish nails.
The evil Anti wrapped both of their feet together, and grabbed the dangling feet. Then, he gave the dangling feet ropes to hang on, and tied them all together. Now, he had 4 feet to play with!
“ǹǑẂ ƑŌŕ ḿƳ ǦŔǎǸḌ ŠőĻő:” Anti cracked his knuckles and started drumming his fingers on all 4 feet, playing them like a piano.
“EEHEHEHEHEHEHE! NAHAHAHAT BOHOHOHOHOTH!” Jackie cackled.
The moment both of Marvin’s feet were touched, Marvin SNORTED! “BWAAAAAHAAAAHAHA!”
Then, Anti started playing BOTH feet at once! With both boys laughing their heads off, the laughter doubled in volume!
“HAHAHAHANDS OHOHOHOFF!” Jackie ordered.
“PLEHEHEHEHEASE! MEHEHEHERCYYYYYYYYY!”
Then the TOES were played! And GOOD LORD, DID THE TICKLES WORSEN!
“Ỉ’ḿ ấƒŕǎǐƊ ǹǒ ǑǸƏ ɔấṅ ḤəäŘ ŷǑư~” Anti said evilly.
“HEY!”
Suddenly, someone ran up to Anti and the boys, and threw a cross at Anti. “BEGONE THOT!”
“ŊŌ!” Anti spat back.
Anti grabbed Chase with some strings and pulled Chase over to him. Chase yelped as he was pulled, and brought into Anti’s territory. “ĐŎń’Ť ŤĔŁŁ ḿǝ ẄḥǍț ṬǑ ɗǒ, ƆĦāšĕŷ~” Anti teased.
“You’re not gonna break me.” Chase warned.
Ỉ’ḿ ŊơŤ?” Anti asked.
“Nope.” Chase spat.
“ŵƐ’ĹĻ ṣɛ̱᷆ɛ̱…” Anti teased.
Chase showed slight fear as his hands and fingers were wrapped in string as thick, black nails suddenly grew from his fingers.
“ĐŌ Ḿể ằ ƑɄṼợŔ, P̱̂᷇̀ỄẰŠǎǹȚ!” Anti ordered, before testing the finger puppets on Chase:
They worked perfectly for his endeavors.
“ṬịɔĶŁĕ ŤħĖḾ Ƒǒŕ Ḿệ!” Anti started wiggling his fingers, effecting Chase’s fingers. He lowered them to Jackie and Marvin’s feet, and snapped his fingers.
Chase widened his eyes as a sentient being took over his hands, and started tickling the feet without his permission.
“Oh my god! You can DO THAT?!” Chase reacted, watching as his own hands tickled every square inch of Jackie and Marvin’s feet.
Anti kept up Chase’s tickling of the feet, and flew down to where the bellies were. “ɲƠŴ ṢƆŘĖĂḾ!”
Anti started tickling both their belly buttons. And sure enough, both of their belly buttons were HELLA ticklish!
Jackie wheezed, and SCREAMED as the corners of the belly button were scritchy-scratched.
Marvin pushed the nail away from his belly desperately with no success, utterly dying of cackles and laughter. “AAAAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA! IHIHIHI’M GOHOHOHOHONNA DIHIHIHIEHEHEHEHE!”
“Anti, this is too much! They’re gonna pass out!” Chase warned.
“ĦĘĦĔĔĦęħěħěħěěě! ǦǑǑĐ!” Anti shouted.
Chase tried his best to try and gain control of his hands. But it was just impossible! It was like working against a spell that had already been cast! He just couldn’t!
“I hope you know how much tickles you’re gonna get the moment we catch you!” Chase warned.
Anti’s smile dropped as he froze in place. “Ẅħāț?”
“When we catch you, we’re gonna tickle you double the amount of time that you tickled Jackie and Marvin!” Chase told him.
Marvin and Jackie were breathing heavily after all the tickling. Though they were still in giggle mode thanks to Chase’s controlled hands on their feet.
“ȚĦǎŤ’ș ǏƑ ƴōů ċāťɔħ ḿə…”
“NOW!” Chase yelled.
Jackie, amidst his giggles, grabbed onto Anti’s wrist and held onto it tight.
“ǸỠ!” Anti shouted.
Marvin grabbed onto his middle while he was upside down, and blew a MASSIVE raspberry onto the green belly.
“ĢĀĂĄĦĂĦĄĦĀĦĄĦĀ!” Anti laughed, squealing and struggling to push Marvin away.
Chase tried to control his hands again, but found that the spell was still put onto his hands! His hands would not stop tickling the feet that were in front of him!
“Ihihi...I can’t stop my hands, so you guys are gonna have to bear with me.” Chase told him.
“Yeheheah!” Marvin replied, before blowing another raspberry onto his belly. Though this time, the raspberry was a little more shaky than the first one. This was because Marvin was still giggling while he was tickling Anti.
“İĦİĦİĦİĦİĦİ’ŁŁ ĢĖĦĖĦĖĦĘĦĘŤ ŸŌĦŎĦŎĦŎĦŎŪ ƑŎĦŎĦŎĦŎŔ ȚĦįĦįĦįĦįŞ!” Anti laughed.
Marvin licked his pinky, made a pop sound with his mouth, and spun the pinky finger into Anti’s belly button.
And HOLY SHIT DID ANTI SCREAM! His scream could break glass!
And so: Anti was caught and tickled for a lot longer than Jackie and Marvin were: just as Chase promised! Jackie and Marvin were feared by Anti for a long while after that.
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"GOTCHA!" the kid shouted, jumping onto Chase's shoulders.
Chase gasped in surprise, and placed his hand on his chest. "Oh no...You got meeee!" Chase wheezed dramatically, falling to his right side and taking Robbie with him to the couch cushions.
Robbie hit the soft couch with a high-pitched "Oof!" and crawled himself onto Chase's chest. Chase had to stop himself from laughing the moment he saw what Robbie was wearing: He was wearing a headband with a pair of fox ears on his head! Apparently, Henrik had convinced him that foxes are the coolest animals. So, with Jamie's sewing skills, Robbie had put together his own fox ears out of felt, and got them sewed onto a headband! And now, Robbie can't stop wearing them!
"I've got you! You are my food now!" Robbie declared, pointing his finger at him. In response, Chase jokingly chomped his mouth right in front of the tip of Robbie's pointing finger. Robbie squeaked and pulled his finger back in surprise! "That's it!" the kid exclaimed. Robbie shoved his mouth into Chase's neck, and started gently nibbling on Chase's neck while making 'Om nom' noises to tease him.
"Hehehehehey! Hahahahaha! Thahahat- Thahahat tihihihicklehes!" Chase giggled lightly, squirming around under the child.
Robbie removed his head from Chase's neck and looked at Chase with wide, starry eyes. "My prey is ticklish!" Robbie declared. He lifted his hand up and admired his nails. "Maybe I can put these paws to good use?" Robbie suggested, curling his hands up in front of his chest like a cat. Eager to use his hands, Robbie placed his fingernails into Chase's sides and wiggled his 'claws' on the sides of Chase's stomach.
Chase bucked and shook his head! "eeeEEEEEHEHEHEHEHEHEHE! ROHOHOHOBBIHIHIHIHIE!" Chase squealed, grabbing Robbie's wrists as he kicked his feet out in front of him.
"Wow! My meal is so loud! Maybe I should munch it down quickly." Robbie said, before removing his hands. Robbie lifted up Chase's shirt and took in a deep breath. Shoving his face into Chase's belly, Robbie blew a BIG raspberry into his tummy!
Immediately after the raspberry, Robbie had went back to his 'nom nom' nibbles and pretended to eat all the food within the squishy belly. "So much food in your belly! Yum yum yum!" Robbie teased.
"HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA! IHIHIT TIHIHIHICKLES! HEHEHEHEHEHEHAHAHAHAHA!" Chase yelled, frantically holding his arms against his chest.
Robbie lifted his head up. "Really? I had no idea! It was hard to tell over all your laughing." Robbie teased.
After another 5 minutes of tickling, Robbie stopped and removed his fox ears.
"Hey Robbie, could I try on the fox ears?" Chase asked.
Robbie giggled. "Sure!" Robbie replied.
Robbie placed the fox ears onto Chase's head, and smiled at the new look. Once the fox ears were fixed up, Chase put his loose fists up to his chest like a kitty and tilted his head to the side to look cute. "Am I kawaii?" Chase asked in a high-pitched voice, speaking all kawaii, anime-like.
Robbie giggled and laughed at the weird word. "So kaw-eye-ee!" Robbie replied, accidentally mispronouncing the Japanese word.
Chase let out a short giggle. "YES! Look out everyone! Here comes a cute motha-lovah!" Chase declared, bouncing his upper body and his 'paws' back and forth.
"YES! I love Mommies." Robbie replied, not entirely understanding the word. "Can I be a cute mother-lover too?" Robbie asked.
Chase removed the fox ears and placed them onto Robbie's head. "Of course!" Chase replied.
"YAAAY!" Robbie cheered, before taking off in a quick sprint around the couch. When he reached the front of the couch again, Robbie proudly yelled "STAND ASIDE FOR THE MOTHER LOVER FOX LORD!". Chase just bursted out laughing. "DOES YOUR CHILD HATE YOU BECAUSE YOU READ THEIR DIARY? NEVER FEAR! THE MOTHER LOVER FOX LORD IS- THERE'S A CAT!" Robbie shouted suddenly!
Chase sat himself up in surprise, and hopped himself right off the couch. Chase looked at the other side of the couch, and covered his mouth to suppress his laughter:
Robbie was running after a white cat with a blue color, and leaning over to try and pick it up! The cat, naturally terrified, was running away and jumping on every surface it could to get away. Chase sighed as he watched the cat jump on top of the fridge. Clearly irritated, the cat hissed at Robbie as a warning.
Chase walked up to the kid, tired but patient. "Robbie, let's not chase it. Chasing a cat like that scares it and gets it angry." Chase told him.
"Oh..." Robbie muttered, frowning to himself. Chase brought Robbie over to the back of the couch. "Stay here, and I'll get the cat for you, okay?" Chase told him.
"Okay." Robbie replied.
Chase walked himself up to the refrigerator and held his arms up. "Here kitty-kitty-kitty. Come here." Chase encouraged. The white cat jumped back and nervously curved its back. "It's okay. Robbie's new. He's a good kid, I promise. He just...needs to learn about a cat's behaviour." Chase told the cat, as if it would understand all it was being told. The cat slowly brought itself closer to Chase, and jumped down the refrigerator and into his arms. "There we go. See? It's gonna be alright. Look:" Chase reassured. Chase carried the cat slowly over to Robbie, and allowed the cat to inspect Robbie a little bit.
The cat smelled Robbie's body a little bit. It slowly brought its front paws out and felt Robbie's shoulder and hair. At one point, the cat snuck its wet, twitchy nose into Robbie's neck. Robbie giggled as he tried to keep his neck from curling. In a few seconds though, the cat removed its nose and began crawling itself out of Chase's grip. Slowly, the cat brought itself down onto Robbie's knees and walked its back legs down onto Robbie as well. Slowly, the cat sat in Robbie's lap, and smelled Robbie further.
"Hi kitty. I'm sorry for scaring you." Robbie said to it, giving the cat a couple pets on the neck and the ears.
"His name is Marvin." Chase told him.
"Marvin?" Robbie clarified.
"Yeah." Chase replied with a smile.
Robbie smiled and continued petting the cat. Marvin, getting used to Robbie, laid his belly on Robbie's lap. Robbie smiled and began giving Marvin little scritchie-scratchies on the bottom of the ears. Marvin began purring and curling into the touch happily. "He likes it!" Robbie told Chase.
"I can see that." Chase reacted.
Robbie continued to give the cat many scratches. "Good kitty. You're a very good kitty. Such a good boy." Robbie cooed softly. Chase covered his mouth in giddy excitement from all the cuteness of the two. They were so cute together!
Chase pulled out his phone and began taking pictures. The cat, noticing Chase from every picture angle, rolled his eyes.
Chase tilted his head and smiled. "What's wrong? Does someone not like taking pictures?" Chase asked, giving him the puppy eyes and the bottom lip.
Robbie giggled. Marvin looked up at Chase and shook his head. Robbie's eyes widened as he smiled widely. "He actually told you no!" Robbie reacted.
Chase nodded. "Yup, he can do that. He's a smart cat, you see." Chase told the child.
"How smart? Can he ring a bell when he's hungry?" Robbie asked. Chase nodded. "Can he play with string?" Robbie asked.
Chase nodded. "If he's in the mood to, yeah." Chase replied.
Robbie giggled and squealed as he felt the cat climb onto his shoulders. Chase laughed as well. "He also likes to be people's scarves." Chase added. Robbie giggled into his grey hand and resumed his scratching against Marvin's ears. Marvin laid his head on top of his paws, on Robbie's right shoulder.
Chase smiled and took another picture of the cute sight. "Hey Robbie." Chase said.
"Yeah?" Robbie whispered.
"Marvin is not some ordinary cat..." Chase hinted.
Robbie looked up at Chase with curious eyes. "Really?" Robbie reacted, with a glint of excitement in his eyes. "Is he a type of tiger?" Robbie asked. Chase shook his head. "Is he gay?" Robbie asked.
Chase giggled at the random question and shook his head. "Ironically, no." Chase replied. "He's a shapeshifter." Chase told him.
Robbie gasped and looked at the cat's head. Marvin's eyes were widened. "Really? What can he turn into?" Robbie asked. Chase smiled and picked up Marvin. As Marvin was lifted away from Robbie, Marvin gave Robbie a cat smile and a wink. Chase held Marvin in his arms for a few seconds, and pet him lightly with his entire hand rubbing Marvin's back. Marvin happily took the rubs and pets, and purred into Chase's soft touch.
"You ready Marvin?" Chase asked. Marvin looked up at Chase and gave him a happy 'Meow' in reply. "Okay." Chase said, before placing Marvin onto the ground. Marvin sat himself down and jumped up onto his hind legs. The moment Marvin was on his two back paws, Marvin began to glow and get bigger. Robbie watched with starry eyes as the glowing being morphed into the shape of an adult human being. Quickly, the glowing faded, and revealed a human male.
The male had a white cat mask on his head, a blue t-shirt, a black pair of pants and a black cape. The adult also had some facial hair, 4 symbols drawn onto the top of the mask (Normally seen in a deck of cards), and some green colored hair poking out of his white cat mask. Marvin had his hands up against his chest when he first appeared, and lowered one of the peach-colored hands down to his side. With the other hand, Marvin gave Robbie a kind wave.
"The cat is a MAN?!" Robbie asked in surprise.
Chase giggled at his funny question. He walked up to his friend. "Robbie, this is Marvin the Magnificent. He's a magician." Chase introduced.
Robbie gasped. "CAT MAN!" Robbie declared excitedly. "CHASE! IT'S A MAGIC CAT MAN!" Robbie shouted. Marvin's lips and eyebrows perked up at once, and lifted into an adoring kind of face that a man would give a tiny, whimpering puppy. Marvin had only known Robbie for a few minutes, but he already wanted to protect this tiny little bean of cuteness with his entire life!
"I know! He's a magic man who spends part of his time being a cat. Here's a little secret: when Marvin is being a cat, that means Marvin wants attention and love." Chase told him. Robbie tilted his head to the side and frowned.
"You don't have to be a cat to be loved. I can give you lots of hugs and cuddles when you're a big cat man!" Robbie declared. Marvin could feel tiny, loving tears showing up in his eyes. All Marvin wanted to do now, was to hug the kid and cover the kid in endless kitty kisses.
Marvin finally bursted out of his calm composure. "I can't! I can't, stay calm in front of him like this! He's too-" Marvin paused his phrase to squeal and clap his hands in giddy excitement. Then, Marvin knelt down to Robbie's height and opened his arms. "Come to Marvy, you adorable-" Marvin declared. Before the magician could finish what he was saying, Robbie had already sprinted right up to him! "-OOH!! My goodness!" Marvin jumped, not expecting the force of an 8 year old child to bash right into him.
Robbie giggled as he happily hugged Marvin and shoved his face into Marvin's shoulder. Marvin's eyes grew all wide and starry at the adorable fact he had just learned: "You're SO HUGGABLE!" Marvin declared, giving Robbie a light squeeze.
Robbie's giggles grew louder in volume as a big, wide smile spread on his face. "Again!" Robbie yelled.
"Again?! You want another squeeze?" Marvin asked in a childish, goofy voice. Robbie's laughter only got louder as he listened to Marvin's hilarious voice. He nodded back in reply. "Aaaalright!" Marvin said, before giving Robbie another tight squeeze to go with his hug. Robbie squealed, and rested his chin on Marvin's shoulder while he fell into childish, little kid cackles.
"And SO GIGGLY! I wonder..." Marvin thought out loud, before giving Robbie's belly a little squeeze. Robbie squealed and bursted into hysterical, childish laughter! Marvin gasped and turned the child so he could see him over the child's shoulder. "And TICKLISH!" Marvin declared. Marvin began cradling Robbie like a toddler against his right arm, and began tickling his belly with his left hand. "ticky-ticky-ticky-ticky-tickle! Aaa-ticky-ticky-ticky-ticky-tickle! Such a squishy boy with a squishy belly-welly in my grasp!" Marvin cooed. Robbie's giggles only increased from the teasing! "Awww! I could just hug you forever, and ever, and ever, and ever!" Marvin declared.
Amidst his giggling, Robbie finally spoke up. "NOHOHO! IHIHI HAHAHAVE TOHO PLAHAHAHAY!" Robbie said with a wide smile on his face.
"Play?! But who would want to play when you could cuddle?" Marvin asked.
Robbie knew that the man was teasing him and playing around. So, he went along with it! "MEHEHEHEHE!" Robbie replied.
"NOPE! No more play time for you! You committed yourself to this. Therefore: you are ALL MINE!" Marvin declared, giving Robbie another squeeze. Robbie squealed and fell into another silly giggle fit.
Then, Robbie felt the need to return the favor! "My turn!" Robbie declared.
Marvin giggled to himself as he readied himself for tickles in reply. But, Robbie gave him a big hug and a squeeze! "Oh! You mean squeezes?" Marvin asked.
"Yeah! Hugs and squeezes for Marvy!" Robbie yelled.
Marvin giggled in reply. "Alright. I suppose after squeezing the laughter out of you, I deserve some squeezes of my- whOA! OHO MY GOD!" Marvin replied, interrupting his own words as he experienced a tight squeeze from an abnormally strong child. "You're a lot stronger than I expected!" Marvin commented. Robbie giggled mischievously as he squeezed Marvin again. "WOW...I think SOMEONE'S been lifting weights!" Marvin reacted, squeezing the bicep muscles on the kid. "Dude! Chase, you have to feel these things! This boy's got SUPERMAN muscles!" Marvin exclaimed to Chase.
Robbie giggled and pulled away to look up at Marvin. "No I don't! I have strong Robbie muscles!" Robbie declared proudly.
Marvin giggled at the funny reply. "You sir, have super strength! And what would you use that super strength for?" Marvin asked.
Robbie thought for a moment, but gasped and pointed up when he got an idea. Marvin watched the kid as he walked up to him, and lightly pushed Marvin to the ground! Marvin made an 'OOF' sound, but giggled a bit as he hit his back on the ground. "I'd tickle people with my powers!" Marvin declared, before wiggling his fingers all over Marvin's sides, lower ribs and belly.
Marvin yelped in surprise. "AAAH! Wahahahait, whahahaHAHAHAHAT?!" Marvin yelled.
"Everyone is ticklish somewhere! That means, Robbie can beat everyone!" Robbie explained. "And, I can make them happy at the same time!" Robbie added.
Chase raised an eyebrow. "No way! If I help you, Robbie's gonna go for me next! I'm staying over here, thank you very much." Chase replied.
Marvin let out a whine in reply, and decided to try and fend for himself. "Cohohome hehehere, you ehehehevihihil chihihild!" Marvin said through his laughter as he reached and tickled Robbie back.
Robbie squealed and curled himself forward as laughter left his mouth. Continuing to tickle the boy, Robbie dropped to his knees with a wide, toothy grin on his face. With Robbie on his knees, Marvin spun Robbie around onto his back, and trapped him into a tickle hug against his chest. "HAHAHAHAHAHAHA! YOHOHOU GOHOHOHOT MEHEHEHE! UNCLE! UHUHUNCLEHEHE!" Robbie begged.
"Alright alright. I'll let you go." Marvin decided, letting him go and laying his hands beside him. But Robbie had spun himself around and lifted up Marvin's shirt! "What the- Robbie, let go of-" Marvin managed to get out.
Robbie blew him a loud, long raspberry right onto his belly! "GaaAAAAAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA! WHYHYHYHYHY AHAHARE YOHOHOHOU LIHIHIHIKE THIHIHIHIHIS?!" Marvin asked.
"Cause it's funny!" Robbie replied proudly, before looking at Chase for clarification.
Chase was smirking. "He's got a point." Chase added.
Marvin looked at Chase, with evil, mischievous intentions in his eyes. "Funny, you say?" Marvin asked evilly.
Chase noticed Marvin's change in expression, and slowly began backing up with his hands raised up in front of his chest. "Now Marvin, let's be serious for a moment...my actions were justified." Chase said nervously.
"Hmm...Maybe for you, but certainly not for me. And now...you're gonna regret it." Marvin told him, before lightly jumping onto him.
Marvin was squeezing the hallow part of Chase's hips. "You're sorry? Oh, isn't that a shame? I don't quite believe you." Marvin replied. Chase shrieked and laughed as one of his bad spots on his body, was tweaked and drilled into with both index fingers. Now THAT just wasn't FAIR! "If you were REALLY so sorry, you would've jumped up and actually saved me from that evil boy! But nOoOo! You had to keep yourself safe from getting tickled. So, now I'm going to make you regret that choice!" Marvin declared. Chase looked up for only a moment, and immediately regretted it:
Marvin had used his magic to make a makeup brush appear in front of him! Holding it in his hand confidently, Marvin waved it with a smug smirk. Chase nervously laughed to himself and slowly began scooting himself away. But, Marvin grabbed his ankle. "Nope." He said. "You ain't going anywhere..." Marvin warned. He pulled Chase back, and removed his sock. "Since you refuse to stay still, I'll have to go for your foot." Marvin told him. Holding his ankle still, Marvin dragged the makeup brush up and down the foot.
Chase squeaked and covered his mouth with a semi-loose fist. "NOOOOHOHOhohohohoooo! Mahahaharvihihihihihin!" Chase yelled. He helplessly squirmed and squeezed his left arm as a huge grin overtook his face.
"Please don't what? Please...don't stop? Very well. Your wish is my command." Marvin said back. "Robbie? Could you be a dear and hold his ankle down for me?" Marvin asked.
"Sure!" Robbie replies, laying on Chase's ankle with his chest.
Suddenly, Marvin dropped his makeup brush onto the ground and began to glow. His glowing body grew smaller and smaller as it morphed into an animal. When the glowing subsided, a white cat with a smug grin on his face eyed up Chase. With the ankle being held down by Robbie, Marvin could now effectively tickle his foot! Marvin started by licking Chase's inner arch.
Robbie giggled. "All's fair when it comes to tickles!" Robbie replied.
Strangely enough, Chase's foot didn't taste yucky to Marvin. It actually tasted nice! Which is ironic because...well...he's a man who sweats in his shoes. Then again, being a cat makes his taste buds a LOT weaker compared to a human's tongue. So, perhaps weaker taste buds helped him in that regard? Who knows!
Marvin began licking up the ball of Chase's foot. Chase yelped and fell into cackles! The thing was, a cat's tongue is like a naturally flexible wet brush. It had bumps on it that could be used to brush out its own fur, and clean itself. So a brush-like tongue was PERFECT for tickling!
And so was his nose! Amidst the licking, Marvin began smelling underneath the toes. Chase covered his mouth to muffle a loud, high-pitched squeal. "Wow! Your voice is really high for a man!" Robbie declared. That comment alone, made Chase giggle and snort. If Marvin were still human, Marvin probably would've laughed too. But, Marvin was too busy licking underneath his toes!
Chase threw his head back. "AAAAAAAAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA! NAHAHAHAT THEHEHERE! NAHAHAHAHAHAHAT THEHEHEHEHEHEHEHERE! HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA! EEHEHEHEHEHEHE!" Chase shouted, pounding his hands into the floor.
"That's a great spot, Marvin!" Robbie declared proudly.
While Chase was somewhat losing his mind over the tickling, Chase ended up accidentally lifting his bare foot up into the air! "WEEEEEEEE! HIGHER CHASE! HIGHER!" Robbie shouted. Chase lifted his head up, and just laughed at the silly stunt. Marvin the cat made a surprised meow sound, while Robbie was just giggling and hanging onto Chase's leg.
I guess Chase AND Marvin overestimated how heavy Robbie really was!
Robbie wrapped his legs around the leg, and picked up Marvin with his free hands! With Marvin safely in his arms, Robbie placed Marvin around his neck like a scarf and turned himself around to face Chase.
When he was ready, Robbie picked up Marvin a little aggressively and lightly threw him onto Chase's chest. Marvin landed onto his feet, right on top of Chase's chest! Chase let out a surprised "Oof!" sound, yet smiled when he realized it was just the 9 pound cat and not 45 pounds of Robbie. Next, Robbie swung himself upside down, and landed himself on his back onto the floor. Then, Robbie crawled himself over to Chase and laid himself onto Chase.
"You're so fun, Chase. I love living with you." Robbie complimented. Chase smiled and began petting Robbie's head. Marvin, happy but wanting to turn human again, walked himself off of Chase and laid himself onto his back. With no time to spare, Marvin's cat body began to glow and morph. In only a single short minute, a big man with a cat mask was now laying on his back, with his arms resting behind his head.
"Cat man is back!" Robbie said happily. Chase chuckled at the funny nickname and looked over at Marvin. Marvin looked back at chase, but quickly turned his focus onto a crawling Robbie who was now laying himself in between Marvin and Chase.
With Robbie now in between them, Marvin was able to see the child up close. Almost right away, he noticed something was off. "...Hey Robbie?" Marvin called calmly.
"Yeah?" Robbie said, turning his body towards Marvin.
Marvin brought his hand a little closer to the child's neck, but hesitated for a second. "Am I allowed to touch you?" Marvin asked.
Robbie nodded back, granting him permission.
Marvin began feeling Robbie's face carefully. It felt cold to the touch. "Do you feel cold?" Marvin asked.
"No, I don't." Robbie replied.
"Okay." Marvin muttered. Next, Marvin began poking the cheek to see if the skin where he poked would go a pinky-peach color. But, it didn't change colors at all. There was no color change on where he just poked. But, there was a bit of caving on the cheek that remained after being poked. It looked almost like Robbie didn't have very much cheek muscles to give it its full volume.
Marvin tilted his head curiously as he felt the other cheek with his other hand. Gently, Marvin started squishing both cheeks together. "What are you doing?" Robbie asked.
Marvin quickly removed his hands and retreated them. "Nothing. Just...questioning something." Marvin replied.
"What's your question?" Robbie asked.
"Why is it that your cheeks look plump and chubby, until I squish them? Why don't your cheeks puff back out and regain its original shape?" Marvin asked.
Robbie raised an eyebrow. "...What?" Robbie asked, very confused.
"Okay. I'll squiiiiish your cheeks..." Marvin said, squishing his cheeks with his fingers. "Aaaand let go...and look!" Marvin reacted, before making a mirror appear in his hand to show Robbie. "Your cheeks are not growing chubby again. They're permanently sunken in! To make things even weirder, I can see the imprints of my fingers on your cheeks. It's like...you don't have cheek muscles at all." Marvin explained.
Robbie's eyes widened as he brought his own fingers up to his own face. Robbie began feeling his empty cheeks, and gasped as he understood what Marvin was talking about: Robbie was losing the muscles and the fat in his cheeks! Robbie gasped nervously and sat himself up into a kneeling position to show Chase.
Upon seeing Robbie's face again, Chase's own face softened as he clearly noticed the cheek volume difference himself. "Can I feel your cheeks Chase?" Robbie asked. Chase took a few seconds to answer, but snapped himself back into reality to nod his head yes. Robbie began pushing down Chase's cheeks and admiring how soft his cheeks were. Although Chase's cheeks were much more stretched out than Robbie's, Robbie was still able to notice how his cheeks would change color and pop out upon removing pressure.
Chase, wanting to know the feeling himself, touched Robbie's cheeks and gently squished and moved them around. Robbie's cheeks reminded him of a grandparent! The cheeks were growing saggy and losing volume. Chase sighed as he realized what might've been happening.
"I...I think your cheeks are decaying." Chase told him.
Robbie looked at Chase with a hurt, sad face. "My cheeks are dying?" Robbie whined.
Chase nodded back with a pity smile on his face. Chase began playing with Robbie's hair. "You'd better get your grandfather impression down-pat because someone's cheeks are getting saggy and hollow." Chase said as a small joke. Robbie wasn't amused though. Chase noticed that. "Not the time for jokes?" Chase asked calmly. Robbie shrugged his shoulders. He wasn't sure what to think. He certainly didn't feel up for jokes, but he didn't want to feel sad either. He knew this was happening. He knew he was losing his body bit by bit. But...it still hurt.
"What's going on exactly? Cause so far, it sounds like Robbie has the start of Progeria or something." Marvin explained.
Chase attempted to think of a way to explain it to him without scaring the living hel-
"I'm a child zombie." Robbie explained in 4 words.
Marvin raised his eyebrows and chuckled. "Really?" Marvin clarified, not really believing it.
Chase's eyes widened as he realized what Robbie just outwardly told him. "Uuuuuuhhh...I was trying to help Marvin by NOT being blunt!" Chase told Robbie.
"But I'm fine." Robbie argued.
"You're fine...for a zombie." Chase corrected.
Marvin lifted an eyebrow, still confused as to what's really going on.
"My skin is grey. I have only 3 big boy teeth and the rest are baby teeth and lost tooth holes. I also have stitches!" Robbie told him, lifting his shirt up proudly to show off his stitched up skin.
Marvin's eyes widened. "These look new! Like, they look like fresh cuts, but...not fresh!" Marvin reacted.
Robbie began pointing at his cuts and began telling Marvin about how he got those cuts. Each cut seemed to have its own story behind it. One of them was caused by a sharp branch! One of them was from a triangle shaped ruler. There were stretch marks surrounding a bit cut that had broken open while he was hanging on some monkey bars. His pinky finger had a tiny cut from a piece of paper, that never healed. There was a slash across the outside of his thigh, that was caused from a screwdriver, that he got before turning into a zombie. It was partly healed over, but was still stitched shut by the kid just to be safe. Marvin just about lost his mind when he heard Robbie proudly pronounce, "I used Mommy's sewing talent to fix my skin!". Chase looked about as pale as a vampire. He looked like he was gonna vomit anytime soon.
By the time Robbie was done telling his scar stories, Marvin wasn't sure is he should be protecting this zombie child, or ending this zombie child's suffering. The good news was that Marvin believed him. But the bad news was: What was Marvin going to do?
Robbie looked up at him with puppy eyes, fearing he may be losing his life. But, Marvin pulled him into a protective, snug hug. "I will protect you and your scars from breaking apart. I will keep you safe from the zombie killers. I will love you, cuddle you, care for you, and be your safety cat man. I don't care that you can bite me and turn me into a zombie As long as your brain is still working as well as it is, I will keep you safe." Marvin told him rather quickly.
Chase dropped his jaw in surprise, but put on a toothy smile once it really sunk in: Marvin was going to help Chase keep the kid safe.
Robbie giggled and hugged Marvin back. "You don't need to keep me safe. I'm a big boy. I can keep myself safe." Robbie told him. Marvin giggled at his persistence. "But, I would like to have another friend." Robbie added.
Marvin gasped and clapped his hands rapidly. "I'd love to be your friend! I've always wanted a kid to play with!" Marvin replied.
"The best part about being a zombie, is I get to be a kid forever!" Robbie added. Marvin smiled and gave him a bear kiss. "Lucky bugger. I wish I could be a kid forever." Marvin told him.
Robbie crossed his arms with a smug look on his face. "Hey! You get to be a cat! You are a lucky bugger." Robbie declared.
Chase giggled and happily enjoyed watching the zombie child and the adult child fighting over who was 'the more lucky bugger' out of the two of them. The truth was, both of them were! Marvin was their part time roommate and their part time house cat, while Robbie was their full-time forever child! How much cooler can these people really get?
Chase gets stuck at home because of the worldly pandemic. So...He resorts to drinking and watching random shows on TV.
Eventually though, Chase loses count of all the beers he's drank and ends up pretty drunk.
Jameson and Marvin have to deal with his drunk shenanigans, where they soon learn: he's a super happy drunk!
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.
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.
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.
"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.
"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.
In the end, tipsy Chase was a very silly Chase. And, Marvin and Jamie didn't mind that! At the same time though, silly sober Chase became an eventual favorite as well. Chase was much more playful around the two egos now. And boy, did they love it. Chase soon began to realize that he didn't need alcohol in order to be happy (Though it certainly helps things). With Marvin and Jamie nearby, happiness is not far behind.
Marvin has a favorite spell he's been testing for a while. When Marvin wakes up in a playful mood, he decides to try it out on his friends for the first time!
This fanfiction was loosely based on @franklyshipping‘s series: ‘Marvin the Mischievous’. I added my own twist to it and everything. The only similar thing is the fact that Marvin is the main character, being all mischievous and stuff.
Marvin is a magician. We all know this. But did you know, he also has a spell book? Marvin's spell book was filled with many spells. Levitation spells, transformation spells, love spells, and millions more! But, there's one specific spell that Marvin keeps bookmarked with the words 'BEST SPELL' on the top of the bookmark.
That spell, is an Invisibility spell.
The invisibility spell is pretty self explanatory: Make yourself invisible. When mixed together, the powder can be initiated by sprinkling it onto yourself. It can be used for hiding things and sneaking around, but it's mostly a fun spell that you can use to mess with your friends. You can make them think the house is haunted, have them believe they have powers, or maybe just make them think they're having bad luck today. All of those possibilities can be achieved through the invisibility spell.
Marvin has been trying this spell out for a while now, in the comfort of his room. No one has seen him turn invisible yet. He's memorized the powder mix, and tested it out just on his own. This way, he's practiced his ability to sneak around quietly and used the powder whenever he pleases. That way, he can use it on his friends without posing any threats or harm. That's the last thing Marvin would want to do to his friends.
This morning though, Marvin woke up in a really playful mood. He almost immediately felt it since the moment he woke up. He wanted to play with someone. Mess with someone. Tickle someone...
Hmm...Tickling isn't a bad idea. Tickling while invisible seems like a genius plan! Marvin, you're a genius! For once in your life, you're a genius!
Marvin pulled out his spell book, and opened it to the bookmarked page: Page 138-139.
'Invisibility Powder
Mix together the following:
-1 Fern Leaf
-1 tbsp of Dried poppy seeds
Add:
-1 tsp Slippery elm powder
-1 tsp Myrrh
-1 tsp Marjoram
-3 small fresh Dillweed branches
Add 9 drops of almond cooking extract with enough spring water to make everything barely moist, and mix in well. Place in a ceramic bowl, spreading as thinly as possible, and dry the mixture over low heat, stirring it occasionally, until it seems lightly browned. Pour back into mortar, and grind again. When finely powdered, store in a clear glass container. It will keep its power for years. Sprinkle, just a little bit, on yourself, objects, or in a place to be made invisible.' Marvin read.
Marvin followed the instructions, placing everything in like he practiced. Then, Marvin placed it into a small bottle. Before putting it away, he sprinkled some onto himself. Then, he put a cork stopper onto the bottle top, and put the bottle in his pocket. Very soon, he could feel the powder taking effect. The moment he couldn't see his reflection in the mirror, he was ready.
Marvin walked out of his room, making sure no one was walking by. He walked out of his room quietly, and began to walk. He walked around the entire house, keeping in mind where everyone was. Thankfully for Marvin, no two people were in 1 room at the same time. This made it easier for Marvin to consider who would be watching his attacks. After memorizing where everyone was, he went to the first victim's location: the kitchen. It was Jackie.
Jackie appeared to be eating a protein bar while leaning on the island. Marvin decided to wait a couple seconds for Jackie to finish his protein bar. Once Jackie finished his protein bar, he threw away the wrapper, and jogged up to his workout room. Quickly slipping through the door as to not raise suspicion, Marvin got into the workout room. He's seen the workout room before, and has watched Jackie workout. He usually started with weights.
Marvin watched as Jackie loaded up the bar with weights, before laying onto the bench set. Grabbing the barbell, he lifted it off the barbell rest, and started lifting, lowering and counting. Marvin walked around the mats that were on the floor, and snuck up behind the barbell rest. After placing the barbell back onto the rest, Marvin decided to attack. He scratched a single finger, into the back of Jackie's neck.
Jackie let out a surprisingly high pitched squeal! Marvin had to retreat his hand to stop himself from laughing. "What the-" Jackie muttered, rubbing the back of his neck. After brushing off the tickly feeling, Jackie decided to pick up the barbell, and do a few more lifts. In the middle of his lifts, Jackie felt a tickly feeling right on his abs.
"AAah! Whohoho's thehehere?!" Jackie asked through his giggles, as he placed the barbell back onto the rest before he lost energy. Marvin retreated his hand, and tried to think of another spot to tickle. Looking down, he noticed that the back of his knees were exposed, thanks to the space between the bench cushions. Marvin smirked as he quietly snuck up to the spot, and laid on his back underneath the bench. Marvin let Jackie do another round of curls, before poking and prodding the bottom of his knees with both his index fingers.
"Hehehehey! Shohohow yohohoursehelf!" Jackie ordered. Marvin removed his fingers. "I demand you to show yourself immedi-" Jackie yelled, before being interrupted by the returning ticklish feeling under his knees. "AAhahahAHAHA! Whohoho ahahare yohohohou?!" Jackie asked through his giggles and spouts of laughter. Jackie tried to sound intimidating, but the ticklish laughter was a lot more controlling than Jackie could've predicted. And unfortunately for him, laughing while making demands didn't intimidate even the most cowardly of villains. Marvin smiled, and decided to try something out. He crawled up to Jackie's shoes, grabbed onto his ankle, and brought his other hand up to his pocket. Marvin grabbed his bottle of powder, and sprinkled some powder onto the shoe. Very soon, the powder took effect and made the foot on the inside appear. He lifted his hand, poking and prodding the now-visibly socked foot.
"Whahahat the hehehehell?! Hohohow are yohohohou dohohohoing thihihis?!" Jackie asked through his light laughter. Jackie was so confused. What was even going on right now?! For Jackie, his foot still felt like the shoe hadn't left his foot at all. So, Jackie thought the criminal was tickling his feet through his shoes. How was this person tickling him through his shoes?! So much for trying to cover his feet up.
Marvin soon found where his toes were, and dug his pinky toe under his toes.
"AAAAHAHAHA! NAHAHAT THEHEHEHERE! PLEHEHEHEASE NAHAHAT THEHEHERE!" Jackie begged. Wow...Jackie was already begging?! His toes must tickle a lot, to be begging THIS soon. Marvin smiled and moved his fingers to the inner arch of his foot.
"IHIHI CAHAHAHAN'T BREHEHEHEATH!" Jackie yelled. Marvin smirked before removing both hands. He grabbed the powder once again, sprinkled some on, and watched as the shoe became visible once again. Standing up, Marvin eyed up his slightly tired victim. After a couple more seconds of breathing, Jackie got up, walked into an open space in his workout room, and got himself into a defensive stance.
"I demand you show yourself to me immediately!" Jackie demanded. Marvin rolled his eyes, and shook his head with an eyebrow slightly raised. "If you refuse to follow my orders, then I'll have no choice but to arrest you." Jackie warned in as serious of a tone as he could muster.
Marvin just about snorted at that remark. He sounded so confident, talking to a 'criminal' he couldn't even lay eyes on! How much damage does he think he's gonna cause? How do you attack something that doesn't even have a visual to aim at?
Marvin decided to mess around with him. He ran around, dodging every attack Jackie attempted. Every time Jackie attempted an attack, he would wind up hitting nothing and stumble. That was when Marvin would attack.
Jackie threw a punch and lost his balance for a moment. Marvin ganged up from the side and wiggled his fingers on his exposed side. "EEEEK! Knohohock ihihit ohohohoff!" Jackie said.
Next, Jackie attempted a few punches in one direction. Marvin pretended to silently yawn, before walking up behind him and shoving his hands into Jackie's armpits.
"NAHAHAHAHA! COHOHOHOME OHOHOHON!" Jackie bursted out. His arms came crashing down, as he let out fits of laughter. Pretty soon, Jackie lifted his arms and ran away from the tickly fingers.
To try and land something, Jackie tried a roundhouse kick. This ended up backfiring however, as when his foot came up, Marvin just caught the leg in midair, and wiggled his fingers under his knees again.
"STAHAHAHAP THAHAHAHAT! LEHEHET MEHEHE GOOHOHOHO!" Jackie begged. It was starting to occur to Jackie, just how impossible this fight was gonna be. What was he supposed to do?!
Marvin let go of his leg and walked around him. Jackie decided to wait for the criminal to attack first. So, he waited. Marvin could sense what Jackie was planning. So, he circled the man, poking every ticklish spot he could find. He went for the sides, abs, stomach, neck, back, underarms, knees, and even a couple to the neck. Jackie reacted with either a squeal, a giggle or a yelp each time.
Finally, to end it all off: Marvin went behind him, and drilled his fingers into his hips. Jackie's reaction was priceless! He let out a super loud squeal and absolutely howled with laughter. It didn't take long for Jackie's knees to buckle and hit the ground. His hips were a death spot for him, and no one actually knew this except for Schneeplestein. Or so he thought...
"SHNEHEHEHEHEEP! IHIHIS THAHAHAHAT YOHOHOHOU?!" Jackie asked through his hysterical laughter. Marvin frowned at this, and dug his fingers harder into his hips.
"OHOHOHOHOHO GAAAAHAHAHAHAHA! HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!" Jackie screamed! He couldn't even properly speak anymore, he was laughing so much! Finally, Marvin finished up. He removed his fingers and walked away. Jackie's whole body collapsed onto a mat, utterly exhausted from the ticklish treatment he was just put through. Was it Dr. Schneeplestein?! If so, how was he invisible? Hopefully, he would get some answers soon...
Marvin's next target, was Chase Brody. Chase was playing video games in the gaming room. Yes, the Egos had a gaming room. The house came with an extra bedroom, which they converted into a gaming room. And in that gaming room, Chase was sitting in front of the big computer screen, playing Burnout Paradise on his Xbox. Marvin slightly opened the door, and checked to make sure he wasn't spotted. Once he was all clear, he opened it a bit more, and squeezed his body through the small opened wedge of the door before closing it.
"LOOK OUT EVERYONE! YA BOY AVERAGE, COMING THROUGH!" Chase shouted, just about giving Marvin a mini heart attack. Marvin jumped about 3 feet in the air, and almost yelled in surprise. That was close...
After calming himself down, Marvin tried to think of how to get his attention. Perhaps turning off the TV might be a good start? Marvin looked around, and found the remote halfway across the room for some reason. So, he grabbed it and turned the TV off.
"What the- COME OOOONN! I WAS SOOOOO CLOOOOSE!" Chase whined. while Chase was complaining, Marvin quickly removed the batteries, put them in his pocket, placed the remote back down and stepped aside. "Where's the remote again?" Chase asked himself. Chase looked around, and soon found the remote on the couch. He picked it up and clicked the power button.
It didn't turn on. Chase clicked it again. Nothing...Confused, he watched the remote as he clicked the power button...none of the buttons were lighting up...strange...
'did the batteries die?' Chase thought. He turned it around, and started to remove the lid from the battery compartment. Suddenly, Chase felt a poke against his stomach. Chase jumped backwards as his voice went wobbly for a moment. Okay...that was weird. He lifted up the battery lid, and noticed something: There were no batteries.
Chase placed the remote down, pulled out his phone and started texting a group text of the roommates in his house. Once the text went out, he placed the phone down. As he was bending down to pick up the remote, he felt a sudden push. Chase winded up losing his balance, and sitting on the ground.
"Alright, who's messing with me- Hehehehahaha! Hehehehey! Whohoho's tihihihihickling mehehehe?!" Chase said, bursting into a fit of giggles. Marvin smiled as he tickled his stomach. It's a good thing he's invisible right now.
"Hellohohohoho?! Who's-" Chase asked, before being interrupted by his own squeal. Marvin had started squeezing and lightly clawing at the sides of his tummy. "WAHAHAHA! NOHOHO! ANYWHEHEHEHERE BUT THEHEHEHERE!" Chase yelled, bursting into more laughter. It seems Chase was ticklish on his tummy. But what about his belly button?
Marvin dipped his finger into his belly button, and swirled it around. "EEEEEEK! NAHAHAT MY BEHEHELLY BUHUTTON! EEEEHEHEHEHEHEHE!" Chase begged, turning his body onto his stomach. Marvin frowned. His barrel roll had caused Marvin to lose a couple tickle spots. But, not all hope was lost. While he was there, Marvin decided to try his back muscles around the spine. He used his index finger and his thumb to push against the muscles beside his spine. He would give his muscles a little wiggle, before lifting and pushing his fingers against the spine an inch lower each time. At first, there was less reaction and more questions.
"Who are you? Why are you doing this? Heck, what are you even trying to do? Give me a back massage?"
But the lower down the spine that Marvin got, the more laughter started to show up.
"Wahait! Nahat any lohohower! Plehehease doOHOHOHO- OHOHOHOHO MY GAHAHAHAD! HAHAHAHAHA! HAHAHAHAVE- HAHAHAVE MEHEHEHEHERCYYY!" Chase shouted. His eyes had widened to the size of saucers, before shutting tightly as his fists pounded the floor almost aggressively.
Marvin decided to let him go...for now...He removed his hands and decided to instead, very lightly scratch the back of his neck. This seemed to allow Chase a chance to breath, but still caused some giggles to leave his mouth. "Hahahahahaha! Hahaha...heheheheh..." Chase giggles. The man seemed to be calming down, and surprisingly...Chase was starting to relax.
Chase still had no idea what was going on. He didn't understand how he was being tickled without anybody actually there. But because it involved tickling, he didn't really mind it. Though the laughter was forced, it still made him feel happy. Marvin removed his fingers completely and stood up. He was glad that he could make someone genuinely happy through doing this, but he still had a mission to attend to. So, he grabbed the batteries from his pocket and placed them on a corner table near the door. With the batteries in sight, Marvin left the room.
Marvin walked around, heading for the next target: Henrik's office. Now, Henrik was an interesting one. He had an in-home doctor's office in a small room, that had a door connecting his office to his bedroom. He liked working on medical based things, so Marvin would have to be careful he doesn't damage or ruin something of Henrik's in the process. Marvin already knew where Henrik's worst spots were, but wanted to start off easy. So, he snuck up behind him, waited for him to place something down, and fluttered his fingers on the back of his neck.
"WaAAAh!" Henrik yelped, covering his mouth with the back of his hand, embarrassed by the sound he just made. Despite what just happened, Henrik gave the back of his neck a little scratch, and went on with his day. However, he only managed to do this for 5 seconds because suddenly, Marvin drilled his fingers into the sides of Henrik's stomach. This caused a squeal and a giggle to leave his mouth, before he turned around and put his hands up in front of him in self defense. Though it was an attempt, this proved to be pointless, as Marvin snuck up behind him once again and drummed his fingers on Henrik's ribs.
"AAaahahahahehehe!" Henrik laughed and squirmed, falling to his knees as he protected his ribs with his arms. He didn't really understand what was going on, but he wondered if the thing could be grabbed. So, he attempted it. When Marvin would tickle Henrik, Henrik would let himself laugh and try to reach for the spot. It took quite a few tries, but Henrik manged to get something in the middle of his laughing. "AHahahahaha! Gahahatcha!" Henrik cheered through his giggles.
Marvin's eyes widened. How did he know?! Did he know who it was?! Marvin stayed quiet as Henrik felt the thing he was holding. He felt the palm, the wrist, the individual fingers and even the nails.
"...A human...An invisible human." Henrik muttered to himself. Before Henrik could discover anything else, Marvin grabbed his arm with his free hand, and pushed him. He watched as Henrik protested and pulled at his arm, but walked backwards, following him. After a bit more pushing, Marvin felt Henrik's back hit the wall behind him.
"Vhat on earth are you trying to do?!" Henrik yelled. Marvin let his arm go and skittered his fingers on Henrik's ribs again. "Vahahahahait! Ehehexplahahain yohohoursehehelf!" Henrik ordered through his laughter, letting go of Marvin's hand as he succumbed to the ticklish trap. Marvin added his now free hand into the mix, wiggling both hands' digits on Henrik's ribs. Henrik's laughter heightened and grew louder, and his knees started to give way.
Slowly, Henrik was falling and Marvin was bending down, following him down the wall. As Henrik finally hit the ground, Marvin moved his hands to the front, digging into the front of his ribs and into the core muscles. As Marvin expected, Henrik threw back his head and stretched out his legs. "NOHOHOHOHOHO! HAHAHAHAHAHA!" Henrik reacted. He squirmed around, trying to get the mysterious hands away from his ticklish body, but to no avail. Marvin decided to take it up a notch, by switching his hand tactics to clawing and quick vibrating.
The reaction from Henrik was absolutely hilarious! "SCHEHEHEHEHEIßE! HAHAHAHAHAHAHALT! BIHIHIHIHIHIHITTE!" Henrik yelled through his hysterical laughter. Henrik was starting to revert to his native language! That rarely ever happened!
Marvin realized that this was a sign to stop very soon. The doctor kicked, he squirmed, he shook his head, and he swatted at the clawing hands. But nothing could stop the mysterious hands from tickling him. Marvin decided to try out two more spots before he stopped. Marvin moved his hands up to Henrik's armpits first.
"AAAAAAAAAAHH! NEEEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEIN!" Henrik shouted! His arms had clamped down, trapping his hands under his arms. Maaayybe he should've tried the neck first...
Marvin stopped his fingers, and patiently waited for Henrik to let his hands go. When he did, Marvin shot his right arm up and lightly wiggled his fingers on Henrik's neck.
"Ohohohokay...okahahahay...Zhat's behehetter...Zhahahank yohohou..." Henrik said through his much more calm giggles. Marvin to completely stop, and give the poor man a break. He was afraid he might've gone overboard.
Marvin stood back up, and stared at the exhausted Henrik, who was deeply breathing on the floor. Feeling slightly bad, Marvin went over to the sink, got a glass of water and handed it to him. Henrik smiled, sat back up and took the drink.
"Zhank you...you didn't have to do zhat..." Henrik said, placing the paper cup beside him. Marvin smiled to himself, before leaving the room.
Next, was Jameson Jackson, or JJ/Jamie for short. Henrik looked around, but couldn't find JJ in his room. Strange...he was there earlier...Perhaps he moved?
He walked around for a while longer, soon finding JJ in the living room. He appeared to be working on a jigsaw puzzle of a street with old cars, and a farmer riding a horse. So far, JJ had the cars on the street filled and was starting to put together the hotel building, with the black car parked in between the buildings. Noticing a piece that fit a certain space, Marvin waited for JJ to look away. When he looked away, Marvin grabbed the puzzle piece, and fit it in quickly, before retreating and looking again. JJ looked back at the puzzle, and placed a piece...
'Wait a second..Wasn't that previously an empty space?' JJ thought to himself. Thinking he was losing his mind, JJ ignored it, and started looking around for another piece. While JJ was collecting a few more pieces, Marvin had grabbed a couple pieces and fit them in the right spot. JJ placed a piece in, and noticed it was...already filled? What? JJ looked at his own piece, looked around, and realized where it was actually supposed to go. Placing it in, he tried to wrack his brain to find out when he put that piece in. But...he couldn't recall putting it in at all!
While JJ was thinking, Marvin grabbed a pile of puzzle pieces, and started dragging them together to form a letter.
JJ reached for a pile of pieces, but felt nothing. Looking up, he noticed that the small puzzle pile he made earlier, was missing! Thinking they fell on the floor, he looked under the table...
No puzzle pieces. Looking back up, something caught his eye! A collection of puzzle pieces spelling something out:
'Hi' it said.
JJ's eyes widened, as he leaned away slightly. Is someone messing with him? If so, who?
JJ decided to try something. He pulled a pen out of his jacket, and made a notebook appear in his hand. He used the notebook to write a message.
'Hello.' JJ wrote. He placed the pen and paper on the other side of the table, and worked on the puzzle while he was waiting. After a couple more pieces were placed, JJ looked up to the notebook.
Nothing.
Perhaps he really was losing it. JJ looked back down at his puzzle, and looked around for the pieces of the Hotel sign in his puzzle.
Suddenly, a sound filled his ear...just for a moment. JJ looked up, to see the pen on top of the paper, rather than beside.
...Perhaps, he wasn't losing it? JJ looked at the notebook, and widened his eyes at the strokes of ink below his.
'Cool puzzle!'
JJ looked around him. To the right: no one. to the left: no one. behind him: no one. all around him: an empty room.
JJ narrowed his eyes. He grabbed the pen, wrote something down before placing it down in front of him.
JJ waited. He needed to know. Is there a ghost he wasn't aware of? Who else knew about this ghost? Why was there a ghost in here? What was its na-
JJ's thoughts stopped there, when suddenly...the pen started rising up! JJ jumped back in total shock! GHOST!
Despite what JJ was thinking, Marvin was picking up the pen, and writing down something before dropping the pen and letting it click against the paper. JJ looked at the notebook, and hesitantly picked up the paper with his shaky hand. He grabbed the notebook, watched the pen slide off the notebook and onto the table, and read the paper:
'Look behind you...' it read.
JJ bit his lip, nervous about what to see. He slowly turned around, clenching the notebook with his shaky hand. He opened his squeezed eyes, and looked...
A glove? Scratch that...two gloves were floating in front of him.
One of the gloves waved to him...JJ, not knowing what else to do, waved back.
Eager to get this show on the road, Marvin, with his gloves on, started wiggling his fingers. JJ raised an eyebrow, confused as to what 'wiggling fingers' meant.
The gloves flew towards him, and started examining JJ. One glove grabbed his hat and lifted it off his head, while the other glove felt his hair and ruffled it. JJ, slightly annoyed, grabbed his hat and plopped it back onto his head.
Marvin's gloved hand, now free of the hat, placed its finger on JJ's neck, and scratched the side of his neck. JJ let out a squeal and curled his neck instinctively. With the other gloved hand, Marvin scratched the other side of his neck. JJ scrunched his shoulders, a toothy grin showing up on his face as he tipped his head back. Marvin's fingers continued scratching, until one of the fingers got under the jawline. JJ let out another squeal, as his own hands came up to swat at the gloved hands. The gloved hands didn't budge however, as the other gloved hand only went for the other side of the jawline. JJ threw his head back as his giggles grew a little louder. Marvin smiled to himself. it's working!
Next, the gloved hands went up to JJ's ears. JJ squealed loudly, as his head curled to the side to stop the gloves from tickling his ear. When the other gloved hand went for the other ear, all hell broke loose. JJ bursted out laughing, before falling onto his back. Marvin's gloves followed him, dancing his fingers on JJ's tummy and sides. JJ's smile was toothy and wide, and his squirming was increasing rather quickly. Marvin kept his hands on JJ's tummy, making sure to squish and squeeze his toned belly as well. JJ was laughing and giggling, shaking his head, and signing frantically.
'Stop! Stop, too ticklish!' Marvin could understand through JJ's frantic signs. Marvin smiled at the adorable man below him, as he kept one hand on his belly and used the other hand to go back to scratching his ear. JJ's laughter turned to cackles, as he threw his head back and lost his hat.
Suddenly, the gloved hands started spidering his sides, and walked up, up and up across his ribs, and into his armpits! JJ's arms came crashing down as his body swayed frantically back and forth.
Marvin was absolutely enjoying this! So far, JJ has been the most fun to tickle! Marvin knew JJ was ticklish from watching other people tickle him, but he didn't know how ticklish he really was! That is, until now. At this moment, Marvin had JJ stuck being tickled for a while, and he wanted to appreciate it for as long as he possibly could.
So far, it seemed like JJ's most ticklish spots were his tummy and his armpits. Marvin just about died at the cuteness! He placed his gloved hands back onto his ticklish neck, and wiggled his fingers excitedly.
In the midst of Marvin's little attack, his eyes came across the useful item from earlier: the pen. Feeling a wide and mischievous smirk form on his lips, Marvin grabbed the pen, clicked the ballpoint tip open, and started to draw on his neck with the pen! JJ let out an ear-piercing squeal! Marvin could easily tell JJ was enjoying this, and could happily announce that JJ was having the most ticklish time of his life! He continued drawing on his neck, creating little drawings on JJ's neck. JJ was kicking his legs, trying not to squirm too much.
Soon, Marvin decided to give JJ a break. He removed his hands, clicked the pen and placed it aside. JJ stayed laying on the ground, curled in a ball and rubbing his ticklish spots free of the leftover tingly feeling. While JJ was laying there, Marvin wrote a note into the notebook and placed it down. JJ eventually got up, grabbed the notebook and read the words written:
'Thanks for the little tickle session! P.S. You have an adorable smile!'
JJ could feel his cheeks heating up as he tried to hide his growing grin from whoever could be watching. Was he still there? He couldn't see the gloves anymore. So...perhaps he left?
And indeed, he did! Marvin had left JJ a couple minutes ago, and went to find Shawn: his last victim. Now, Marvin was a little nervous about this one. He wanted to leave Shawn till the very end for a specific reason, that he refused to admit. He wanted to think outside the box for Shawn's.
Marvin suspected he was in his room, painting, toy making, something of that sort. Marvin walked up to the open door and looked in: Turns out, he was right!
Shawn was holding a mixing tray, playing with different colors on a blank canvas.
'Man, that painting looked good!' the magician thought. Marvin looked around the room, and settled his eyes on Shawn's desk. On the desk were many cup holders: One for pencils and pens, one for scissors, sharpeners and erasers, one for glue sticks, and lastly: one for paintbrushes. There was a big variety of brushes: From tiny tipped brushes, to large wall paintbrushes. Marvin's lips formed into a mischievous smirk as an evil, ingenious idea came to his head.
Marvin snuck into the room. He walked past the display of toys and the reading chair, and towards the desk. He picked up the container of paintbrushes, and grabbed a small one and a big one from the cup. Just as he was placing the cup back, Shawn had turned around, and noticed that the brush container was moving by itself! Shawn dropped his paint-filled brush and gasped. This got Marvin's attention. Shoot...this wasn't part of the plan...
Marvin decided to quickly improvise. He put 3 of the brushes onto the desk, and carried the second biggest one with him. As he walked up to Shawn suspense-fully, he pointed the brush end at the painter, shaking it back and forth. Shawn jumped out of his chair, and made a run for it. he ran around his room a couple times, before running out the door. Marvin followed him as they entered the hallway.
A wild chase had begun. Shawn took twists and turns to try and slow the paintbrush down, but found that the paintbrush was getting closer and closer no matter what he did. As he tried to look for a place to hide, he realized there was a chair in front of him. Jumping up, he landed on the seat, and took a step onto the table! He took a couple steps on the table, before suddenly: His running came to a screeching halt! He tried to run. His legs were going, his arms were swaying back and forth, but his body wasn't moving! Before he could find out what was going on, his whole body was pulled backwards into an invisible grip!
Shawn yelled, but his mouth was silenced by...what felt like a hand? He tried to fight it, but struggled to keep it up. His fighting slowly turned to squirming as something started tickling him in the mysterious grip. Shawn muffled grunts turned to muffled laughter as his ribs were poked and clawed at. God...he probably looked really weird, laughing and squirming as he floated in the air. Thankfully no one was around to witness this.
As Shawn's muffled laughter continued, he watched as the mysterious creature carried him back to his room, and placed him onto his bed. Shawn attempted to escape again, but was stopped by a body...a body he couldn't see. The only thing he could see, was the hand imprints in his bed. Shawn started to feel around. Originally, he was trying to find an opening. But soon...that thought left his mind as a new thought replaced it: 'Who is this?'. Shawn felt everything he could reach: the arms, the head, the face, the hands, the shoulders, even the chest. It soon dawned on him that this was a human...and telling by the mask he could feel on the person's face, not just any human...
"...Wwwaaaaaaiiit...M-Marvin?" Shawn asked. Marvin's jaw dropped. HOW DID HE-...
Marvin started laughing nervously. "How did you know?" Marvin asked, using his voice for the first time.
"HEEEEYY! It IS you!" Shawn yelled excitedly.
"Yup...it's me..." Marvin said, embarrassed that Shawn found out who he was.
"Why, in the world, are you invisible?!" Shawn asked. Marvin pulled the bottle of invisible powder out of his pocket. Shawn rolled his eyes and let his head fall onto the bed with a smile on his lips. "Invisible powder? Really?" Shawn asked. Marvin pulled the cork off of the bottle, and sprinkled a bit onto his head. Suddenly, his body started appearing, bit by bit.
"...Surprise?" Marvin said awkwardly, before falling into a fit of laughter.
"You were the one controlling the brush?!" Shawn asked, laughing himself.
"Yes!" Marvin replied.
"You were the one who picked me up, and tickled me?!" Shawn asked with a smile on his face.
Marvin looked away, his face heating up and a cheeky grin growing onto his face. "...Maaaaaayybe..." Marvin replied.
Shawn narrowed his eyes and smirked in a mischievous, but curious manner. Suddenly, two hands gripped him. "Come here, ya little shit!" Shawn yelled, before spinning them both around. Now, Shawn was on the top, and Marvin was below him. "You know, you could've told me about your little crush." Shawn declared, grabbing his hands and holding them above his head. As Shawn thought about where to tickle first, he looked up to Marvin. "So tell me: Do you have a crush on me?" Shawn asked, before licking his lips eagerly. Marvin just about died upon watching that. Suddenly, a hand had found his side. Marvin looked down, and saw that it was Shawn's hand...uh oh..."I think someone needs some help confessing..." Shawn teased, clawing at Marvin's side. Marvin bursted into laughter as his body started squirming.
"Hahahahaha! Shaahahahawn! Thahahahat tihihihickles!" Marvin whined through his laughter.
Shawn gasped dramatically. "What?! This TiCkLeS? Perhaps I'd better fix that for you! What do you say, Marvy?" Shawn asked in a teasy voice. Marvin's laughter grew louder, as embarrassment over the nickname took a hold of him.
"DOHOhohon't cahahahall mehehe thahahahat!" Marvin yelled out of embarrassment.
"Hmm...I'll take that as a yes." Shawn decided, before giving Marvin a break. He walked over to his desk, and eyed up the single paintbrush laying on the desk. He knew Marvin was planning to use them on him. So...what would happen if Shawn reverse carded him, and used the paintbrushes on Marvin? Shawn smirked, grabbing the paintbrush from the desk and placing them into his pocket before walking back. Shawn grabbed the tiny brush out of his pocket and lifted up his shirt. Then, he dipped the paintbrush end into Marvin's belly button.
"aaAAAH! NAHAHAHAT THE BEHEHEHELLY BUHUHUTTON! HAHAHAHAHA!" Marvin yelled, bursting into laughter as he tried to squirm away from the paintbrush. Unfortunately, Shawn's brush would only follow the belly to wherever it squirmed to.
"There! That's a lot better." Shawn declared, swirling the paintbrush in Marvin's belly button.
"HAHAHAHAHA! SHAHAHAHAHAWN! PLEEEHEHEHEHEHEASE!" Marvin pleaded. Shawn smirked at the sound. Was Marvin already begging? It certainly didn't take that long.
Shawn gave Marvin another break. He pulled the invisible powder bottle out of Marvin's pocket, pulled off the cork and sprinkled a bit onto his head.
"Wa-wait! Yohou dohohon't know how tohoho use ihihit!" Marvin argued, still giggly from being tickled a moment ago.
"Nah, I get it...See? Not so easy to see now, huh?" Shawn replied, showing Marvin his now invisible hands, holding the bottle and cork in his hands. Shawn placed the cork back into the bottle, gave it to Marvin, and started walking around the room.
"Uuuuhuhuh...Shaaahahawn?" Marvin warned, nervous giggles leaving his throat. Suddenly, a pair of hands had trapped Marvin into a tight hug from behind. From there, Marvin started laughing as fingers started attacking his ribs, tummy and sides. "NAAAAAAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA! IHIHI CAAHAHAHAHAHAN'T TAHAHAHAKE IHIHIT!" Marvin shouted, as best he could through his uncontrollable laughter.
"Aww! Come on, really? You can't take a bit of tickling?" Shawn asked.
"IHIHIHIT'S TOHOHOHOHOO MUHUHUHUHUCH!" Marvin yelled back, squirming and attempting to swat at Shawn's hands.
"Oooooh! Okay! So, you like lighter tickles then?" Shawn asked playfully.
Marvin didn't even wait a second to answer. YEHEHEHEHES!" Marvin yelled frantically. Shawn nodded, before stopping his fingers. He didn't let him go, though. He remained holding onto him, and calmly felt the man's deep breaths. He leaned his chin onto Marvin's shoulder as he processed the feeling, slowly closing his eyes to stay focused.
Shawn and Marvin remained like this for a while. Marvin had placed his hands on top of Shawn's, and leaned his head against Shawn's as well. They were both comfortable in each other's arms...
That was, until Shawn blew a raspberry into Marvin's neck.
"HEHEHEHehehehey! I thohohought wehehe were hahahaving ahaha mohohohoment?!" Marvin asked.
"We are! I'm just adding some laughter into the moment!" Shawn replied, before giving Marvin another raspberry into his neck. Marvin bursted out laughing again. When the laughter slowly died down, Shawn would blow another raspberry.
"Shahahahahahawn! Ihihit- AAAHAHAHaha! Ihihit tihihihickles!" Marvin whined, his laughter growing as he was given another raspberry in between his sentence.
"Really? It tickles? Here! Let me fix that!" Shawn decided, before blowing multiple raspberries up and down Marvin's neck.
"Mean?! You think I'm mean?! I'm offended, Marvin!" Shawn reacted. Shawn continued to raspberry his neck, but also resumed the clawing on Marvin's tummy and sides again. Marvin threw his head back and bursted out into even more laughter! The more he laughed, the more his laughter turned to cackles! Soon, Marvin's cackles took over his body as he squirmed frantically to get out of Shawn's grip.
"AHA! I've gotcha!" Someone said. Suddenly, a pair of hands had scooped up Shawn, and dragged him backwards a few steps. Marvin got out of Shawn's loosened grip, and took off running to the wall on the other side of the room, before turning himself around.
"HEY! LET ME- EEEEK! HEHEHEHEY! HAHAHAHAHAHAHA!" Shawn squealed, before falling into a fit of laughter. Marvin's eyes widened as he gazed at the person. It was Henrik! Oh gosh...He was trying to get revenge on the invisible person!
"Oooh! Does zhe invisible human have ticklish ribs, by any chance?" Henrik teased, before drilling his fingers into the bottom ribs and wiggling them. Shawn's laughter grew louder and higher as he kicked and pushed against the arms that trapped him.
"YEHEHEHEHESS! THEHEHEHEY'RE TOHOHOHOHOO TIHIHIHICKLIHIHISH!" Shawn yelled through his laughter. Henrik rolled his eyes and decided to raise his arms a little higher. He started digging his fingers into the middle ribs, making sure to dig into the sides of the ribs as well as the front.
"GAAHAHAHAHAHAHA! DON"T GO HIGHER! DOHOHOHON'T GOHOHO HIGHEHEHER!" Shawn begged.
"Oh, I'm going higher. Your laughter gets louder zhat vay!" Henrik replied, before dragging his fingers a little higher and digging into the ribs. Shawn's protests continued leaving his mouth, but soon, his squirming had started to die down. Marvin was SO thankful to not be in that situation.
"Now: Let's see who zhis invisible tickler is..." Henrik said, before pulling a bottle of invisible powder out of his pocket. Wait a second...
"Where did you get that?" Marvin asked slightly frantic.
"From your room. Either zhis is a ghost, or zhis is a fellow friend of ours." Henrik theorized, before sprinkling some invisible powder onto the invisible person's shaking head. The powder starting taking effect, as Shawn's body started reappearing in Henrik's arms. "Shawn?!" Henrik reacted, his jaw dropping at the shocking news.
"Yahahaha...whahahat dohoho yohou wahahahahant?" Shawn asked, confused as to what was going on.
"I vant to know why you vere tickling people in zhe house?" Henrik explained.
Henrik narrowed his eyes, as bits of frustration started to spark inside of him. Henrik decided to dig his hands into Shawn's armpits. "Now's not a good time to start denying. Spit zhe truth out!" Henrik ordered, still tickling him.
Shawn squeezed his armpits shut as he squirmed back and forth. "I AHAHAHAM TEHEHEHELLING THEHEHE TRUHUHUHUHUTH!" Shawn shouted.
"Oh, I doubt that!" Henrik replied, continuing his ticklish revenge on the 'invisible tickler'.
"Actually...he's not lying. Shawn wasn't the one who tickled everyone..." Marvin explained.
"Vait...really? Zhen, vhy vas Shawn invisible?" Henrik asked.
Shawn breathed in as much as he could, but also attempted to speak. "Because *huff* I...was *huff* getting...revenge...*huff* on Marvin. *huff* " Shawn said through puffs of air.
Henrik narrowed his eyes, and looked at Marvin. Marvin was scratching the back of his head, with a wobbly smile on his face. "Yyyyyup...Iiiit was meee..." Marvin confessed awkwardly. Henrik's revenge focused switched, dropping Shawn and running up to Marvin to cover him in vengeful tickles.
"Wait! Hold on- Henrik! We can talk about this, can't we?" Marvin attempted.
"Oh yes, ve CAN talk! Let's talk TICKLES!" Henrik said, before trapping Marvin in his arms and squeezing at his tummy.
"WAAHAHAHAHAHA! HEHEHENRIHIHIHIK!" Marvin yelled, bursting out into hysterical laughter. Henrik's fingers proceeded to dance all over Marvin's tummy, and he soon dipped his index finger into Marvin's sunken belly button.
Marvin exploded with laughter! "PLEHEHEHEHEASE! MEHEHERCY! MEHEHEHEHERCYY!" Marvin pleaded.
Henrik let his lips form into a smirk, before bringing his lips to Marvin's ear. "No amounts of mercy vill be given to you for a vhile. So yust do me a favor: Laugh it aaaaaalll out." Henrik whispered into his ear, before launching the ultimate tickle attack on the magician.
And indeed, Marvin laughed. And laughed, and cackled...and snorted, and let out all his other laughs as well! It was about time that Marvin gets that ultimate wrecking they've all been waiting for. In the end, Henrik took pity on him, and let him go. Then, all was well when Henrik gave him a glass of water.
