#switch!robbie

Robbie was playing around with his stuffed dog, and wrapping it up in blankets. There were about 5 blankets wrapped around the stuffed dog, and a huge smile on the kid’s face. “Now you’re gonna be nice and warm.”

“Nice and warm to the point of overheating…” Chase teased.

Robbie turned around. “What?”

“The dog has lots of fur. I think he’s gonna be warm enough.” Chase told him.

“He’s fake.” He reminded him.

Chase giggled. “I know. I was joking.”

Robbie smiled and ran to Chase, giving him a big hug. “I love you.”

Chase smiled and hugged him back. “I love you too.”

Robbie soon started pecking his stomach, making Chase giggle. “Whahahat ahahare yohohohou dohohoihing?” Chase asked.

“Tickling you.” Robbie told him. “Kissy kissy kiss!” Robbie pecked his lips on Chase’s belly and abs, making Chase all giggly in the process.

“Stahahahap thahahat, kihihihid!” Chase ordered softly.

“But your laugh is so cute!” Robbie argued.

“Not as cute as yours!” Chase picked up Robbie around his waist and lifted him up to his head. He held onto him in a safe way, and started blowing raspberries all over Robbie’s belly. “PFFFBBBFFFBBFFBFFBB!”

Robbie squealed and bursted out laughing. “CHAHAHAHAHASE! HAHAHAHAHAHAHA!”

“Yes ya little nut?”

“HEHEHEHEHEY!” Robbie kicked his feet up and down and wiggled around everywhere he could. But none of the wiggling could get him out of Chase’s grip.

“Hey? Hay is for horses!” Chase declared with a smile.

“IHIHIHIT TIHIHIHICKLHEHEHEHES!” Robbie laughed.

“Well duh! That’s why I’m doing the kissy kisses!” Chase continued to kiss his belly and sides. “A kiss over here,” He kissed his belly button.

“A kiss over there,” He kissed his side.

“A kiss everywhere!” Chase kissed all over his abdomen and belly.

“WAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!” Robbie laughed hysterically, tapping Chase’s head as the kisses were planted onto his body.

Chase leaned forward and blew a raspberry this time! “Raspberry time!”

Robbie SCREECHED and squawked like a parrot as his belly was raspberried to oblivion. It felt like a cluster of ticklishness and giddiness had exploded out of Robbie’s chest! It was such a fun experience for him!

Robbie soon reached out, risking exposing his armpits, and tickled Chase’s neck in retaliation. Thankfully, Chase’s neck was quite ticklish and showed that was a big ol’ squeal! He curled his neck to the right, exposing his left side. On his left side, Robbie leaned up and tickled Chase’s neck and chin with kisses and tickles!

“Hehehehehehey! EHEhehehehehehe! Hohohold ohon kihihihid!” He giggled.

“Hold on? But you’re holding onto me! You can always drop me, you know.” Robbie told him.

“WHAHAHAT?! NOHOHO IHIHI CAHAHAHAN’T!” Chase yelled back. “IHIHI DOHOHON’T WAHAHANNA HUHUHURT YOHOHOU!”

“You won’t hurt me. My legs are painless anyway!” Robbie told him casually.

Chase quickly pulled Robbie away from his face and looked down at his legs. “Your legs are what now?”

“Painless...I don’t feel anything in my legs.” Robbie admitted.

Chase put Robbie down and traced up Robbie’s leg to test his feeling. “Do you feel this?” Chase flicked the leg.

“Barely…” Robbie admitted.

“How about this?” Chase started fluttering his fingers up and down on Robbie’s knee.

Robbie looked down and shook his head. “No…”

Chase grew worried and covered Robbie’s eyes. ‘Can you feel this?” Chase asked, poking Robbie’s foot.

Robbie blinked and tried to feel for something. But there was nothing. Just nothing. “No. I feel nothing.”

Chase covered his mouth. “Your feet aren’t ticklish anymore then…” Chase realized.

“I...Oh no…” Robbie realized.

Chase picked up Robbie. “We’re going to Dr. Schneeplestein. Now.” Chase ran to Dr. Schneeplestein’s room and knocked on the door.

Henrik opened the door and looked at Chase. He was tense...tense as anything! “Vhat’s zhe matter?”

“Robbie can’t feel his legs.” Chase told him.

Henrik widened his eyes and took Robbie. “Come here.”

Robbie hummed curiously and watched as Henrik grabbed a tapping hammer. Henrik tapped the knee to test the knee, and noticed it didn’t jump.

That’s strange…

Henrik tried again. Nothing.

“Oh no…” Henrik looked at Robbie. “How long have your legs been numb?” Henrik asked.

“For a while…” Robbie replied.

Henrik nodded and looked at Chase. “I may have to do some physical tests and look at his spine.” Henrik told him.

Chase nodded and watched them start.

Robbie started to giggle when he felt up the spine though. Robbie’s legs were completely numb, but the spine was intact.

“I see you have a ticklish back?” Henrik mentioned.

Robbie nodded. “Ihihi think so.”

Henrik gave the small of his back a tickle before he moved on, earning a giggle from the kid.

Henrik opened up a bag of cameras, and started putting it together. “I have a zheory: Your nerve might be pressed down somevhere in your pelvis. I’m afraid I’m gonna have to put a camera into your zhigh to see vhere exactly it is.” Henrik told him.

Robbie bit his lip and looked at Chase. Chase looked at Henrik. “Really? Another cut?”

“See now, I have zhis covered.” Henrik removed the stitching from a cut that was previously made. “Ve already have an open incision to vork vizh!” Henrik told him.

Robbie smiled at this. It was a proud kind of smile.

“And ve don’t need anesthetic, because his legs are already numb. However, ve can give him anesthetic if Robbie is not okay vizh watching.” Henrik told him.

Robbie looked at Henrik with a smolder face. “I can handle it.”

Chase smiled. Let’s see how long that confidence lasts…

[A Couple Hours later:]

The spot was restitched and some gauze was sticked onto the leg. “Zhere. How do you feel now?” Henrik asked.

“Ihihi feheheel pihihins and neehehehedles!” Robbie giggled. “Ihihihit feheheheels weihihihird.”

“You, Mr, are a very brave boy. You deserve some tickles and ice cream for zhat!” Henrik told him.

Chase smiled and picked him up. “You bet he does!” Chase started tickling his belly and sides, while giving Robbie tickly kisses on his neck at the same time.

“EHEHEHEHEHEHEEEE! DAHAHAHADDYHYHYHY NOHOHOHOHO!” Robbie laughed.

Henrik widened his eyes and slowly smiled.

Chase smiled excitedly at his choice of words, and continued tickling Robbie with just the tickly kisses on the neck. “Oho, Daddy YES!”

Robbie squealed and let out his adorable giggles for the world to hear and enjoy.

“Tihihihicklihihihish neheheheck!” Robbie giggled.

“Well duh! That’s why you’re kinda dying right now! You’re getting all the tickle tickle tickle’s you desire!” Chase told him.

“Yahahahahahay!” Robbie declared.

Chase chuckled at that and flipped him around into a hug. With the small of his back exposed, Chase started tickling his back lightly with his fingers. “Kitchy kitchy kitchy kitchy koo!”

NOhOHOHOHO KIHIHITCHYHYHYHY’S!” Robbie laughed, wiggling around and kicking all over the place.

“Yes kitchy’s! All the kitchy’s!” Chase teased.

“NOHOHOHO!”

“Yeeesssss!”

Henrik giggled at the boys bickering during the tickle attack. “May I tickle him?” Henrik asked.

“YES!” Robbie replied excitedly.

“Alright! Here comes Henrik!” Chase declared, handing him to Henrik.

“How would you feel about kisses on zhe belly?” Henrik asked.

“Yes please!” Robbie replied eagerly.

“Alright!”

Henrik started tickling Robbie’s belly with ticklish kisses and pecks. “Mwah! Mwah mwah mwah mwah!”

“Ehehehehehehehahahahahaha! Ihihihihit tihihihicklehehehes!” Robbie giggled.

“I know zhat. But zhis is now how I show my love! Mwah! Mwah! Mwah!” Henrik teased.

Robbie giggled and laughed through the whole thing. He was a happy little mess for a while after the weird procedure. As it would turn out, Robbie’s nerves were starting to get looser and were starting to get stuck in the bone, cutting them off overnight. The blood vessels were still intact. But the nerves were quite stuck in the bottom of the ball and socket joint. So, Henrik had to move it out of the way and glue it to the joint so it didn’t get stuck in the spot again.

Henrik and Chase also took Robbie to get ice cream at the local ice cream shop. Robbie’s favorite part about being at the ice cream parlor was seeing all the nerd socks and the nerdy items that only the geeks got.

The ice cream parlor was also a place you could get Pokémon toys, Harry Potter stuff, and even Sailor Moon and FNAF things! It was a cool little joint for both Chase AND Robbie.

Robbie ended up getting a waffle cone with Cookies and Cream in it, while Chase got Dutch Chocolate in a cup. Henrik got Black Cherry in a waffle cone, and got a spoon to eat off the top too.

"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!

"OHOHOHO MYMYMY GAHAHAHAHAD! NOHOHOHOHO RAHAHAHASPBEHEHEHERRIHIES!" Chase shouted loudly!

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.

"Ihihihi meheheheheahan...Yohohohou're nahahahat wrohohohohong, buhuhuhut..." Marvin muttered.

Chase was smirking in amusement as he watched. "Hey Robbie: try behind the ears!" Chase suggested.

"Behind the ears?" Robbie clarified.

"Chahahahase! Shuhuhuhut uhuhuhuhup!" Marvin told him.

Chase gasped and dropped his jaw. "Such rude words! Robbie," Chase ordered.

Robbie wiggled his evil fingers behind Marvin's right ear. "Way ahead of you." Robbie replied smugly.

Marvin jolted and shrieked! "eeEEEEEHEHEHEHEHEHE! NUUUHUHUHUHUHUHU! ROHOHOBBIHIHIHIHIHIHIE!" Marvin squealed through his high-pitched giggles.

"What? Why are you laughing so much? I'm giving you ear scratchies! Don't you like those?" Robbie teased.

"YEHEHEHEHES, BUHUHUHUT AHAHAHAS AHAHA CAHAHAHAHAT!" Marvin yelled back.

"But you ARE a cat! You're wearing a cat mask with whiskers!" Robbie told him.

Chase just crossed his arms, enjoying the hilarious view. These two were like two peas in a pod! They were PERFECT for each other!

"CHAHAHASE! HEHEHEHELP MEHEHEHE!" Marvin begged, reaching out.

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.

"Wait! Marvin, don't! I'm- OhoHOHOHOHO GEHEHEHEHEEZ! AHAHAHAHAHAHAHA! IHIHIHIHI'M SAHAHAHAHAHARRYHYHYHY!" Chase shouted.

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.

"Yes Chase?" Marvin asked in a smooth, low voice.

"Pleheheheheahase dohohohohon't! Thahahahat tihihihihicklehehes!" Chase begged.

"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.

"OhohOHOHohoho NOOOHOHOhohohohoho! THAHAHAHAT'S JUHuhuhuhust nohohohohot FAHAHAHAHAhahair!" Chase argued.

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.

"NOHOHOHOHOHO IHIHIHIT'S NAHAHAHAHAT! IHIHIHIT TIHIHIHICKLEHES TOHOHOHOHO MUHUHUHUHUHUCH!" Chase yelled.

Robbie giggled. "Really? What tickles more? Your feet? Or your hips?" Robbie asked.

"HAHAHAHAHA! FEEHEHEHEHEHEHET! MYHYHYHY FEEHEHEHEHET AHAHAHARE WOHOHOHOHOHORSE! MUHUHUHUCH WOHOHOHOHORSE!" Chase replied.

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 was carrying Robbie on his shoulders. Robbie was holding onto his forehead, and checking out his yellow-sleeved arms. Chase had done the laundry the night before, and went to bed when the clothes were in the dryer. The next morning, Chase took out the child's one pair of underwear, and gave Robbie a new pair of light blue pants and a white shirt with yellow long sleeves. The child also had a black and white pair of socks on his feet. Robbie's hair had been combed, and pushed to the side a little bit. His hair was nicely parted with his bangs swerving to the left against his forehead, and the back of his hair was just patted down a little and left to be free. The child looked really cute, and all grown up at the same time!

"You ready to see the doctor?" Chase asked to the boy on his shoulders.

"Yes!" Robbie replied, still holding the stuffed golden retriever puppy in his arms. He had slept with it all night, and happily claimed it as his own for the time being! He even brought it to the table with him when he was eating! After that, Robbie proudly renamed the stuffed toy after his new favorite breakfast food: Bacon! Chase just loved it. He couldn't have thought of a better name!

"So, I will warn you: the doctor's name is extremely hard to pronounce. It took me a few times to get it myself." Chase warned.

"What is it?" Robbie asked, leaning his head to the side.

"Dr. Schneeplestein." Chase replied.

Robbie took a few moments to think about how he will pronounce it right. He decided to try it. "Dr. Shen-ep-sty?" Robbie attempted.

Chase giggled. "I'll give you an A+ for effort. It's a really hard name!" Chase reacted.

Robbie scratched his forehead as he attempted the name again. "Dr. Sheen-pleen?" Robbie attempted again. Chase just laughed as he listened. Robbie kept on trying. "Dr. Shin-a-teen? Dr. Sheep-lean? Dr...Sneep-steen?" Robbie asked over and over again. Chase just kept on laughing. Right now, Robbie was just giving him endless nickname opportunities! Though, he will admit: The last attempt sounded the closest to his name.

"You were close on that last one." Chase let him know.

"Really? What did I say?" Robbie asked.

"Dr. Sneep-steen." Chase replied.

"Okay...Dr. Sneep-talean? Dr. Cheap-la-seen?" Robbie kept trying.

"Getting a slight bit farther...but still close!" Chase encouraged.

"Dr...Dr. Nipple-shine?" Robbie asked.

Chase stopped mid-walk and just howled with laughter! "That was the BEST ONE YET!" Chase shouted amid his laughter. Even though the kid didn't really get it, Robbie started laughing along with him.

After a minute or so, Chase finally gained back control of his laughter. "Dohoctor Nipple shine...I'm so calling him that when we get inside." Chase told Robbie.

"What's so funny about Dr. Nipple-Shine?" Robbie asked. Chase just giggled. The poor child was so innocent! Has he never been faced with the horrors of dirty-minded primary schoolers before?

"Uuuuhuhuhuh...You'll understand it better when you're older." Chase explained.

Robbie tilted his head to the side like a curious puppy. What does that mean? When he's older?

Robbie immediately lost his train of thought when he walked into the room. The room looked like a traditional doctor's office with a bed, a couple chairs and medical equipment hanging everywhere. In the corner of the room was a desk, a chair, and a computer screen with an apple on the bottom!

Robbie gasped. "Can I play on the computer?" Robbie asked.

"Nope. That's Dr. Schneeplestein's computer. He uses that for work." Chase explained.

"Awww...I can't play on it while we wait?" Robbie asked.

"Nope." Chase replied.

Thankfully for Robbie, Dr. Nipple-shine didn't take long to arrive. Pretty soon, a man in a traditional white coat and glasses walked into the room.

"Hallo Chase! And...Who's zhis?" Henrik asked, walking up to the boy and kneeling down to his level.

"This is Robbie." Chase told him.

"Hi Dr. Nipple-shine!" Robbie greeted.

Henrik got back up and was about to continue, but immediately stumbled on his words when he heard the way the boy pronounced his name. Henrik raised his eyebrows and muffled a laugh. Chase, who was sitting right beside the boy, was snickering right beside him and failing to hide it.

"Uh- Chase!" Henrik yelled.

Chase removed his hand, slightly offended. "I- It was his idea!" Chase defended himself. "I was trying to tell him how to pronounce your name, and somehow he came up with Dr. Nipple-shine!" Chase further explained.

Henrik narrowed his eyes. Henrik believed it was too dirty-minded of a nickname to come up with as an 8 year old.

"Is that how you say your name? How do you say it?" Robbie asked.

Henrik sighed with a smile. "It's pronounced: 'Dr. Schneeplestein." Henrik explained.

Robbie just stared at Henrik blankly. Henrik lifted an eyebrow. What...Why isn't the boy talking? Is he confused? What's wrong?

"Can I just call you doctor?" Robbie asked, knowing full well he won't be able to pronounce it.

Henrik shrugged his shoulders and smiled. "Sure. Yust call me doctor." Henrik replied.

"Or Henrik! His name is Henrik." Chase explained.

Henrik looked over to Chase. "Oh yeah...Or zhat too." Henrik added.

Robbie nodded his head in understanding.

"So: Vhy are you two here?" Henrik asked.

Chase went into explaining the situation. "So, I found Robbie living downstairs in our basement. He was covered in dust, and laying in the dusty basement." Chase explained. Henrik's eyes widened. He looked to Robbie.

"How did you get zhere?" Henrik asked.

"I found it!" Robbie replied proudly.

"Zhere's no door! I've been down zhere many times! No door." Henrik repeated.

"There's a window..." Robbie mentioned.

Henrik lifted an eyebrow, and looked to Chase. Chase nodded his head. "Okay, that's true. There's a window that's covered by a heavy blanket." Chase explained.

Henrik sighed and rubbed his nose. "So, zhis is a checkup?" Henrik clarified.

"Well yeah, but I noticed something else about the kid..." Chase added.

Henrik nodded and signaled for him to go on. Chase picked up Robbie's arm, and lifted up the sleeves to reveal the stitches around his arm. "His entire body has gray skin and his whole body is covered in these stitches. I had the displeasure of seeing what they were for, when one of the stitching lines came loose." Chase explained, slightly growing nauseous from the memory alone.

Henrik walked up with his gloves on and began to feel his arm. He felt around the wrist first, and immediately felt something off... "Robbie, vas it? Can you please bend your wrist?" Henrik asked. Robbie nodded and bent his hand up and down. Henrik noticed how his bending was a little limited, for a boy his age. He took a mental note and moved on. "Okay. And side to side?" Henrik asked, still holding the wrist. Robbie tried to move the hand side to side on his own, but found that he barely could! That's new!

"I-I can't." Robbie reacted.

Henrik raised his eyebrows. Wow! He was missing muscles! But how?! He's just a child! "Vow! Try vaving to me." Henrik ordered.

Robbie grew puzzled. "You mean waving?" Robbie asked.

"Yes." Henrik replied.

Okay..." Robbie said as he waved his entire lower arm below the elbow.

Henrik noticed something about his waving. "Funny...Vhen you vave your arm, your vrist goes limp and flops around vizh zhe arm. But you can't move zhe wrist on your own...You're missing zhe muscles to do zhat action." Henrik explained. Henrik repeated the drill with Robbie's other arm. "It seems like you can move zhe left vrist side to side better zhan zhe right vrist." Henrik explained.

"Why do you talk like that?" Robbie asked.

Henrik listed his head. "Hm? Like vhat?" Henrik asked back.

"You say your 'th' sounds differently. And your 'w' sounds!" Robbie explained.

"Yes...I have un accent." Henrik explained.

"Accent?" Robbie asked, not sure what that was.

Chase cut in. "Accents are types of ways to speak. Everyone has an accent. Some accents are stronger than others, and some accents are similar to each other. For example: I have an accent." Chase explained.

Robbie's eyes widened. "Really?!" Robbie reacted.

"Yeah! I have an Irish accent. I am Irish." Chase explained. "I say the 'th' sound differently too. Especially for saying the number 3. For example: Tree hundred and tirty tree!" Chase explained, saying his 'th' sounds in the traditional 'silent H' way.

Robbie giggled as he began asking questions. "Irish? As in, Ireland?" Robbie asked. Then, it struck him! Robbie gasped in realization. "You're a leprechaun!" Robbie declared.

Henrik just chuckled at the statement. "Vell...Somevhat...He don't have red hair, but he's got zhe accent!" Henrik explained.

Chase sighed. "I'm not a leprechaun..." Chase muttered.

"You lived in the land of leprechauns, gold, clovers, and lucky charms!" Robbie declared.

Chase sighed and rubbed his forehead, while Henrik just giggled while he felt up the arm.

"Can you please remove your shirt?" Henrik asked. Robbie nodded and lifted up his arms. Then, Chase grabbed his sleeves and pulled the shirt right off him.

Henrik's eyes widened at the sight. More stitchings?! They were everywhere! Some of them didn't even go around his entire body! Some of his stitches were made just to keep things in place. Henrik just stepped a few steps back and admired the strange, but astonishing view.

"Your...vounds haven't healed...at all." Henrik noticed. No amount of skin had grown around it. The stitches had been cinched up tight enough to prevent blood from coming out. Wait...was there even blood in his body? Henrik walked back up to Robbie and very delicately with his gloved hands, began to touch the grey skin. Henrik touched his forehead, touched his slightly sunken-in cheeks, and touched his really long brown hair.

"What's wrong Doctor?" Robbie asked.

Henrik's face slowly began to morph into a sad frown, the more he examined him. Henrik easily discovered some other things he's never seen before. Robbie's nose had a slightly blue hue at the tip. Henrik also looked at his hands, and noticed that his hands were also a slight blue hue. Henrik removed Robbie's socks and looked at his feet. Apart from his feet being super cold like an icicle, Robbie's toes were also slightly blue.

Henrik decided to poke and pinch his toes to try and get any slight hint of life.

Robbie let in a quick breath and covered his mouth.

Henrik looked up. "Vhat's wrong? Am I hurting you?" Henrik asked.

Robbie shook his head and slowly removed his hand from his mouth.

Henrik continued pinching his toes, and even tried wiggling them to try and get some life back in the freezing little things. But concentrating was a little hard when Robbie was making slight titter noises...

Henrik looked up at Robbie and looked at Chase for clarification. Chase had a playful little smirk on his face! Henrik tried wiggling the pinky toe a bit to watch the reaction. Then, Henrik wiggled his index finger under the boy's baby toe.

"...Mmm-! Pfffhehehehe! Cahaharfuhul." Robbie muttered somewhat quietly, as to not distract the man.

"Fastinating..." Henrik said with a smile. "Your nerves seem to vork really vell despite your...state..." Henrik commented.

Robbie nodded his head. Chase cracked a wide smile and a giggle. "I could've told you that." Chase commented. Robbie started giggling too. "Yesterday the boy proudly told me where his tickle spots were. Although...he did fail to mention his feet were ticklish as well." Chase explained.

Henrik smirked and looked up at Robbie with a mischievous glint in his eyes. "Vell...I do need to test your nerves some vay..." Henrik mentioned, before scribbling his gloved fingers onto Robbie's feet.

"Uh oh! EEEhehehehehehehe! Dohohohoctohohohor!" Robbie giggled in his small, high-pitched kids voice.

"Yes? Vhat is it?" Henrik asked as he brought his fingers closer to his toes.

"Yohohuhuhuhu're tihihihicklihihihing mehehehe!" Robbie said through his giggles.

"Yes, indeed I am! It's un tickle test. I vant to test how ticklish you are!" Henrik explained playfully. Robbie let his upper body lightly fall, and just continued to giggle as he laid down on the doctor bed. "And I vant to test how vell your nerves vork. I'm a curious doctor, you know." Henrik added, being very playful with him. "Oh! And lets not forget: An endurance test! Ve can see how vell your lungs vork! And so far: Zhey vork really vell!" Henrik concluded.

Chase giggled. "I could've told you that as well! This child, is like the Road Runner with ADHD." Chase explained. Henrik let out a short laugh.

"Really?" Henrik reacted.

"Uh huh. This morning, Robbie was practically running circles around me! I couldn't catch up!" Chase explained.

"Interesting..." Henrik commented. Henrik let go of Robbie's feet and moved up. "Vhere else are you ticklish?" Henrik asked.

Robbie beamed up. "My tummy, my belly button, my sides, and my armpits." Robbie replied.

"Vell! Ve've got multiple spots to choose from!" Henrik commented, before going for his belly first.

Robbie squealed and bursted into giggles. "EEEEEP! Hehehehehehahahahahaha!" Robbie giggled.

"vell hello zhere, ticklish leetle belly button!" Henrik greeted, poking Robbie's belly button with his finger.

"Nohohoho behehehelly buhuhuhuttohohon!" Robbie said through his giggles.

"But YES belly button! Zhe belly button is zhe PERFECT button for zhe tickling!" Henrik reacted.

"Buhuhuhut behehehelly buhuhuhuttohohohon ihihis toohohohoho tihihihicklyhyhy!" Robbie argued.

"Oh, belly button is not very tickly. You're not even laughing loud yet!" Henrik argued back. Henrik brought his fingers up to Robbie's ribs. Robbie let out little giggles, but not very much. Henrik nodded in understanding and tried the armpits.

"HAhahahaha! NOHOHoho ahahaharmpihihihits! NAHAHAHAT BOHOHOHOHOTH!" Robbie yelled, bursting into loud laughter.

Henrik gasped. "Zhere ve go! Zhere's zhe loud laughter! Such a ticklish boy you are!" Henrik teased.

"Talking like Yoda, you are." Chase teased towards the doctor.

Henrik rolled his eyes with a smile. "Har-dee-har-har..." Henrik muttered.

Chase changed his voice into a yoda grunt-like voice. "Be happy, you must. Very ticklish, you must be!" Chase teased.

"Do you vant to go next?" Henrik asked, growing quickly annoyed by Chase's teasing.

"Very angry, you are. An angry German, you are becoming." Chase teased further.

Henrik looked up at Chase. "Halt die Klappe!" Henrik yelled at Chase.

Robbie's laughter increased as Henrik dove deeper into his armpit. "HAHAhahaHAHAHAHA!" Robbie laughed.

Chase's eyes widened as a giddy smile spread across his face. "Damn! Someone's turning into Beethoven!" Chase teased, mentioning the German, angry musician as a tease.

"For your information, Beethoven vas a romantic man vizh an obvious ear for zhe musical arts! I take zhat as a compliment." Henrik said with a smile.

"IHIHIHI CAHAHAHAN'T BREHEHEHEHEAHAHATHE!" Robbie yelled in the middle of their arguing.

Henrik gasped in surprise and removed his fingers. "Apologies, Robbie. I vent a little overboard." Henrik muttered. Robbie took in breathes of air and curled in as he continued to let out leftover giggles.

"Well, I guess I know which ticklish spots to go to when you being a little more evil than usual." Chase commented, looking at Robbie confidently. Robbie giggled and smiled widely as he kicked his feet in the air.

"No need for zhe tiny feet to be kicking!" Henrik warned with a smile.

Robbie attempted, and successfully gained better control of his feet. When Robbie gained better composure of himself, Henrik continued the examination.

"I want to check your heart. Vould I be allowed to?" Henrik asked as he lifted the stethoscope off his neck.

Robbie nodded. Henrik fitted the stethoscope pieces into his ears and grabbed onto the metal handle. He placed the flat metal piece on the other side, onto Robbie's chest to feel his heart beat.

Henrik quickly frowned when he realized something very unusual: He couldn't feel a heart beat! He couldn't even hear any signs of a heart in his chest! Henrik checked around the chest, doing all he can to listen for some kind of heart pulses. But...nothing. There was no heart beat. Henrik slowly removed he stethoscope end from the child's chest.

"O...kay. I'm gonna listen to zhe lungs." Henrik explained, before placing the metal piece onto Robbie's back. "Breath in..." Henrik ordered. Robbie did as he was told and breathed in as much as he could. "...and breath out." Henrik ordered. Robbie let out all his air. "Breath in..." Henrik ordered. Robbie did as he was told. "...And breath out." Henrik ordered again. Robbie listened and followed the orders.

Henrik was able to hear Robbie's breathing. But...it felt off...It didn't feel like a normal pair of lungs. It felt like...a rusty pair of lungs you'd hear from an elder...It was strange and almost scary.

"...Chase take a listen to zhis." Henrik suggested. Henrik removed the stethoscope from his ears and cleaned off the ear pieces before handing it to Chase. Chase put the stethoscope into his ears, and placed the metal piece onto Robbie's back. "Breath in..." Henrik ordered. Robbie breathed in as much as he could. "...And, breath out." Henrik ordered. Robbie breathed out. Chase listened closely and quickly found out what was the matter. His lungs were worn out! They sounded like they were overworked to the point of exhaustion! But how?! He's only around 8 years old! How could he have dying lungs?!

-Wait...zombie thing...his lungs could be already dead.

"Did you hear?" Henrik asked.

"Uh huh...It doesn't sound good." Chase said.

Robbie looked up at them. "What's wrong?" Robbie asked.

"Your lungs sound similar to an elder's lungs. You, Robbie, have old man lungs." Henrik explained.

"Old man lungs?" Robbie clarified, tilting his head.

Henrik grabbed a medical book and proceeded to explain what happens to your respiratory system as it ages. He explained how the ribcage bones get thinner, how the diaphragm gets thinner, how your lung tissue slowly stops working, and how the lungs air sacs begin to lose their shape. This can cause Robbie's breathing to get worse overtime.

"But vhat I don't understand, is vhy your organs are aging and zhe rest of you is not. Vhy?!" Henrik told him.

Chase looked at Henrik and looked at Robbie. He narrowed his eyes as he began to think...

"I wonder..." Chase said, before walking up to Robbie. "Lift your arms up please." Chase ordered Robbie. Robbie did as he was told, and lifted them up. Then, Chase felt around.

"Hehehehehe! Thhahat tihihihicklehehes! Hahahahaha!" Robbie giggled.

"I know, I know...Just hang tight." Chase told him.

Chase, through the jumpy lungs, managed to carefully feel between the ribs and check that his rib muscles and ligaments were in the right place.

"Ihihihit's hahahahard! Ihihihit's gehehehetihihing hahahahard!" Robbie said, slowly dropping his arms as he struggled to keep them up.

"You're doing great buddy! Just keep those arms up and out of the way." Chase encouraged.

Finally, with a little patience and quite a bit more tickling, Chase discovered something else. Chase backed up and looked at Henrik.

"Feel the muscles around his ribs." Chase ordered. Henrik walked up and felt around.

Robbie gasped. "EEEEEEHEHEHAHahahahahaha! Eeeeehehehehe! Ihihi cahan dohoho ihihihit! Ihihi cahahan dohohoho ihihihit!" Robbie said through his giggles and laughter.

"Great job Robbie! You're doing awesome!" Chase cheered. "Now: Do the muscles seem a bit spotty to you?" Chase asked.

"Spotty? As in...missing from zhe rib cage?" Henrik clarified. Chase nodded and brought the medical book closer.

Chase began to guide Henrik's hands around, to feel for the muscle holes hidden in the rib cage.

"HAHAHAHA! NAHAHAHAT BOHOHOHOTH OHOHOF YOHOHOHOU!" Robbie shouted, kicking his feet and dropping his arms as a slight bit of his sanity began to leave him.

"Robbie! Keep your arms up. Here: Would you like me to help?" Chase asked.

"YEHEHES plehehehehease...Ihihi neheed hehehelp..." Robbie replied.

Chase nodded and lightly began to pull Robbie's arms up. Henrik resumed with his examination, allowing room for the child to squirm and giggle as he felt around.

Chase smiled. Henrik was doing really well with Robbie. Robbie warmed up to him quite quickly as well! Chase was so thankful for that.

"You're doing vell! Almost done." Henrik told Robbie.

"Ohohohokahahahay..." Robbie replied.

As they looked, Henrik learned that most of his organs seem to be in really good condition for a kid in his state.

"Are you able to eat food normally?" Henrik asked.

"Yeah. I had bacon and eggs this morning!" Robbie replied.

"Yeah, he did." Chase confirmed.

"Sounds good. Vhat vas your favorite part? Zhe bacon?" Henrik asked.

Robbie giggled and nodded. "Yess! I even named my doggy Bacon! He loves bacon! It's his favorite food! It's my favorite food too." Robbie told him.

Henrik happily listened to Robbie ramble on and on about his dog, Bacon for a bit. It was really cute, honestly. Despite being somewhat dead-looking, Robbie's imagination never failed to amaze him.

After a couple more seconds, Henrik finished off his physical examination. Henrik laid Robbie down onto the table, and pulled out his Ultrasound computer and the gel. Using the gel on the ultrasound transducer, Henrik looked at Robbie's organs to try and get a better look at his organs. He wanted to make sure Robbie's organs were still together, and not dead or anything.

While he looked around in his belly, Henrik noticed something: "Vhat-...You've had un appendectomy." Henrik observed, seeing that his appendix had been surgically removed and sewn up.

"What does that mean?" Robbie asked.

"Zhat means a bunch of doctors put you to sleep, cut you open and cut zhe appendix right out of you. Zhe appendix is a worm-looking zhing at zhe side of your intestines." Henrik explained. "Do you remember getting put to sleep by a mask?" Henrik asked.

Robbie thought for a moment and gasped when he remembered something! "Oh yeah! I remember that! I got really sick one day and I went to the doctor's. A few doctors came in and made me go to sleep. Later, I woke up with Mommy and Daddy sitting at my bed. I have a scar from it right here." Robbie told Henrik, before pointing at the slightly lifted piece of scar on his belly.

"I see zhat..." Henrik reacted.

"Mommy used to draw on my scar with her finger and make little jokes about it before I went to bed. It was very tickly." Robbie told Henrik.

"Your mozher sounds like un nice person." Henrik told him with a smile.

"Yeah, she was. We even used to have poke wars when I was bored!" Robbie explained, before giving Henrik a bunch of pokes to his sides, chest and arms.

"AaaAHH! CAhaharfuHUHUL! Zhahat TIHIHIhickles! AAAH! NEIN! Nein. not nohoHOHOW! Hahaha!" Henrik said, quickly falling into giggles as a few really bad spots were poked aimlessly.

Robbie gasped. "Chase! Dr. Nipple Shine is ticklish!" Robbie declared happily, before wiggling his fingers wherever he could reach. Chase giggled at the silly scene that had just abrupted right in front of him. Chase knew Robbie would begin to get some ideas. He just didn't expect to do it in the middle of a test!

"RohobbihIHIHIE! CUHUHUT IHIHIT OHOHOHOUT! NOHOHO TIHIHIHIHICKLIHIHIhihing!" Henrik begged, curling up and walking backwards to get away from the tiny fingers.

Chase decided to take charge as well. "Okay Robbie, let's tone it down." Chase told him as he reached and squeezed his shoulder. "You'll have lots of time for that afterwards." Chase told him, much to Henrik's dismay.

Robbie nodded and kept his arms down beside him. As Henrik brought himself over to the boy however, it didn't take long for Robbie to start giving Henrik little tickles again. Henrik let out another yelp and backed up, letting a few giggles leave his lungs. It would appear that Robbie just couldn't keep his itchy tickle fingers away from him. Whether that's a good thing or a bad thing, no one could determine.

Henrik giggled nervously. "I can't tell if I can trust you now! I can't trust that you'll stop yourself from tickling me!" Henrik commented through a few nervous giggles.

Chase lifted an eyebrow and giggled as well. "Is it really that bad?" Chase asked.

"Yes! Vell-...no, but..." Henrik replied.

"I won't tickle you. I promise." Robbie told him, before lying on his back with his hands behind his lower back. Henrik, slowly and nervously, walked himself up to Robbie. When he felt safe enough in the boy's space, Henrik resumed with the ultrasound. Interestingly enough, Henrik had found that a few of Robbie's organs had started decomposing. Certain muscles in his body, like his chest and ab muscles, had started slowly decaying.

"Hey Robbie? Have you ever noticed your ab muscles getting weaker?" Henrik asked.

Robbie thought for a moment. "...Not really, no." Robbie replied.

"I'm gonna lay you down, and I vant you to sit up for me." Henrik explained as he laid Robbie down. Henrik kept his transducer on his abs, as Robbie attempted to sit him up. But, like Henrik predicted, it was very difficult for him.

Robbie quickly got tired. "I-I can't. It's hard. I'm tired." Robbie complained.

"I understand. Zhanks for trying zhough." Henrik encouraged him. "Zhe reason vhy you can't sit up on your own anymore, is because some of your chest muscles are decaying. Your abs-" Henrik gave Robbie's ab muscles a poke. Robbie giggled and clutched his abdomen. "-are slowly dying and turning to ash. Therefore: you're losing zhe muscles and ligaments to move properly." Henrik explained.

Chase covered his mouth as his theory was confirmed right then and there. "Oh my god...So, Robbie is turning into a zombie?" Chase clarified.

Henrik froze upon the last word that left Chase's mouth. Henrik thought about it and realized: yes! That's the answer! It explained everything! Henrik slowly removed the transducer from Robbie's abdomen and looked up at Chase.

".......Yeah...I guess so..." Henrik replied, slowly looking back at Robbie.

Chase began to feel a emotional urge in his throat. An urge to cry. If this is true, and Robbie really IS a zombie...that means Robbie has already died, and is already decomposing.

Henrik thought the exact same thing. But, he didn't have time to further think about it. The last place he wanted to check, was Robbie's heart. Was his heart even beating? Henrik moved his transducer onto the heart and looked at it. It...was beating, but just barely. It was making little jolting reactions. It looked...almost dead...But amazingly, Robbie was still living!

"What's a zombie?" Robbie asked.

There was that dreaded question. Henrik slowly lifted the transducer and looked up at Robbie with a guilty expression on his face. What was he gonna tell the child?! 'Guess what kid! You died, and you're currently decomposing into ash! Anything you bite, will become zombified! Hallelujah, a movie monster has come true!'. There is NO WAY Robbie's gonna take that well!

"I...I don't know how to explain it." Henrik started.

Chase, wanting to get it done and over with, put on a brave face. "Robbie...You are a super rare kind of human. You are a human that can beat death multiple times and still keep on living. So long as no one goes for your brain, you can survive anything." Chase explained, somewhat romanticizing the idea of being a zombie.

Henrik looked at Chase in awe, and...a feeling similar to pride! Chase was doing it! He was really explaining to Robbie that he was a zombie!

Henrik decided to add to it. "Well...yeah! That's basically true. But at the same time...you're also sacrificing certain body parts to keep on living." Henrik explained.

Robbie tilted his head, growing more and more curious.

Chase walked up to Robbie and grabbed his hand. "You were able to pull your entire hand off with no issues. No average human, can do that without losing a lot of blood and dying. But at the same time..." Chase explained as he lifted up Robbie's sleeve to reveal his stitching job. "...Your hand can't stay onto your arm anymore without the stitching. You need the stitching on your wrist, to stop your hand from falling off and getting lost somewhere. The need to stitch your hand back on, is a small sacrifice to pay for you to be alive right now." Chase told him.

"I know zhis is so confusing right now. I get it. But, as you get older in the mind, you vill understand vhat you can and can't do." Henrik told him.

Robbie nodded his head in somewhat understanding.

"Here:" Chase said, picking up Robbie and carrying him in his arms. "Your body may not be able to age, but that is okay. You know why?" Chase explained. Robbie shook his head. "Because being a kid is a lot more fun than being an adult. Trust me. Being a child, is a carefree lifestyle!" Chase explained.

Robbie smiled as he looked over to Henrik. "Okay." Robbie said.

"Plus, being a kid forever means you're gonna be getting lots of tickle fights for a long time!" Chase explained, giving Robbie tickles and squeezes on his sides and ribs. Robbie curled in and hung his head as he bursted into childish giggles and laughter. "And I know someone, who absolutely adores it!" Chase added, giving Robbie's chin a little tickle.

Robbie giggled more as he lightly pushed away Chase's hand with his own tiny hands. "Is it you?" Robbie asked before wiggling his fingers all over Chase's neck.

"EEeehehehehe! Ihihi mehehehean, yohohou're nahahat wrohohong..." Chase said through giggles as he tried to stop himself from squishing his fingers.

"Is it Dr. Nipple Shine?" Robbie asked before reaching his right hand over to Henrik's neck and giving it a few tickles.

"Aaah! Rahahabbihihihie! Myhyhy nahahame ihihihis nahahahat Dohoctohohor Nihihipple shihihine!" Henrik argued, scrunching up his neck as he walked away.

"It is now! And Dr. Nipple Shine is in need of some revenge tickles!" Chase declared, lifting up Robbie by his armpits and placing him onto Henrik's shoulders and middle, piggyback style. Amazingly, Robbie wrapped his arms and legs around Henrik like a small sloth, and began tickling him on his belly and his belly button!

"HEHEhehehehey! Dohohon't yohohou dahahahare! Ihihihi'm gohohohonna fahahahahall!" Henrik yelled, attempting to keep himself upright.

Chase walked up to Henrik. "You're not gonna fall." Chase reassured him, wrapping his arms around Henrik's upper ribs and clawing at his upper ribs. "I'm gonna hold you up and tickle you as well!" Chase replied.

Henrik squealed and quickly started squirming and giggling. "CHAHAHAHAHASE! RAHAHAHAHABBIHIHIHIHIE! NAHAHAHAHAHAHOHOHOHOHOHO!" Henrik reacted, resting his head on Chase's shoulder as he laughed.

Robbie held onto Henrik's middle with his right hand, while he tickled Henrik's neck with his dominant right hand.

"Eeeeehehehehehe! Nohohoho neheheheck!" Henrik commanded as best he could though his giggles.

"I like tickling your neck! Your giggling is my favorite thing to hear!" Robbie told him.

Chase giggled himself as he continued to dig into Henrik's upper ribs. The kid wasn't wrong. Chase has always enjoyed Henrik's giggles. But, he rarely ever got to tickle him without risking the doctor getting injured! And even if that wasn't an issue, Chase would never be able to get away with no revenge tickles. And boy, was Henrik an aggressive ler!

This time though, Henrik did the tickling first! So, Robbie was allowed to tickle him with no repercussions! As for Chase however...he didn't quite know. But, that didn't matter. This was worth it.

What mattered now, was Chase AND Robbie's love for Henrik's giggles and laughter!

"Yohohou twohoho ahahare sohohohoho ehehehevihihihil! EHEHEHEVIHIHIL, IHIHI TEHEHEHELL YAHAHA!" Henrik declared.

"I know." Robbie replied smugly. Chase giggled at Robbie's remark.

Henrik finally decided to get Chase back. He placed his eager hands onto Chase's sides, and squeezed them like there was no tomorrow.

"AAAaah! WAHAhahahaha! Hohohohold ohohohon! Hehehehenrihihihik!" Chase giggled.

"Vhat? You vere asking for it zhe moment you started helping zhe child!" Henrik teased.

Darn it! Henrik's trying to get revenge on him now!

"Uh oh! No! No tickle backs! Bad Doctor!" Robbie told him, being somewhat bossy to him. Robbie placed his fingers into Henrik's armpits and tickled Henrik into bringing his arms away from Chase.

"AAAAH! NEHEHEHEHEIHIHIN! NEHEHEIN NEIN NEHEHEHEHEIN! ROHOHOHOBIHIHIHIE HAHAHAHALT!" Henrik pleaded, clamping his arms shut as he squirmed back and forth helplessly.

"Yeah! Noho revenge tickles, you cheater!" Chase teased as he went for Henrik's hips. Henrik threw his head back and began switching between cackling and laughing! He couldn't stop worth his life! The two boys were being very evil and unfair to him! So, Henrik finally considered mercy options.

"OHOHOKAHAY! OHOHOHOKAHAHAY! PLEHEHEHEHEASE STAHAHAHAP! BIHIHIHITTE! HAHABE GNAHAHADE MIHIHIHIHIT MIHIR!" Henrik begged desperately.

Chase stopped his hands for a moment. "What was that?" Chase asked.

Even though Robbie was still tickling his armpits, Henrik was still able to get his words out. "Hahahabe Gnahade mihihihit mihihir...Have mehehercy ohohon mehehe..." Henrik explained.

"Ooooooooh..." Chase replied. "I get it now." Chase reacted.

"What did he say?" Robbie asked, not fully getting it.

"He said 'give me mercy. Please stop tickling me." Chase explained.

"Okay." Robbie replied and jumped off Henrik's back. Chase grabbed under Henrik's armpits, and kept him from falling.

"...*huff* D-Danke...*huff*" Henrik said.

"No problem." Chase replied.

"So...how do- *huff* you feel about *huff* *huff* being...*huff*...a zombie?" Henrik asked.

Robbie thought about it for a few minutes. When he decided his answer, he looked up at the two adults with a smile. "I like it." Robbie told them. "I like being a zombie. I can be a kid forever! I can start a new life! And the best part?" Robbie explained. Chase leaned in curiously. Henrik smiled and crossed his arms.

Robbie lifted himself up onto his tiptoes and gave Chase a kiss on the cheek. "I got to meet you and Dr. Nipple Shine." Robbie told him.

Chase covered his mouth with his hands and began to tear up. "Awwww! Come here, you!" Chase reacted happily, picking the boy up and giving him a great big hug. "You come here too!" Chase said to Henrik as he pulled him into the hug. "And of course, Bacon, get over here too." Chase added, hugging everyone (including the stuffed dog) in one great big group hug. Robbie laid himself comfortably onto Chase's chest. Henrik hugged Chase right back, trapping Robbie into a sandwich.

"Zombie sandvich!" Henrik declared.

Chase bursted out laughing and hugged Henrik a little closer. "Zombie sandwich!" Chase repeated, loving the idea.

Robbie also gasped and hugged his dog stuffy. "Zombie bacon sandwich!" Robbie added, holding Bacon in his arms.

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

'Good.' Jamie signed, still giggling.

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

"Really?" Robbie asked.

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

"I'm Robbie." Robbie told him.

"Robbie." The parrot repeated.

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

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

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

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

"Hehehehehehe! Sihilly parrot!" Robbie giggled.

"Hehehehehe!" The parrot imitated.

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

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

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

Robbie's giggles only heightened at the miscommunication.

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

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

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

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

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

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

"Because parrots eat crackers!" Robbie replied.

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

[I'll bring him back later.]

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

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

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

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

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

"Wait, seriously?!" Chase exclaimed.

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

"You think so?" Chase asked.

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

"I think they are!" Robbie replied.

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

It was around 8 o'clock in the evening, and Jameson Jackson was happily reading a book in the living room. He was rocking in his rocking chair, with a blanket draped over his legs. The book he was reading was a classic story of a 5-person family, living in the harsh reality of the pioneer times. Yup! Jamie was reading Little House on the Prairie. More specifically the first book: Little House in the Big Woods. Jamie happily read about Laura's life as an innocent 5-year old: A doll loving and hard-working child, who begins the house work chores that she will continue to do until she becomes an adult herself.

Jamie had started to read about Laura's family Christmas, when Jamie began to slowly nod off. The words on his page slowly turned more and more blurry, and his fight to stay awake became more and more difficult. It didn't take long for Jamie's eyes to shut for good, and for his hands to land on his lap. With his hands growing weak under his sleepy spell, the book made its way out of Jamie's hands, and onto his lap completely closed. The bookmark had ended up falling onto the ground beside the rocking chair, proving itself useless while the book number left the man's brain. But, no need to worry: finding his spot in such a small book is a very easy task.

Meanwhile: Chase had walked himself into the room with a child in his arms. He placed a finger over his mouth to tell the child to be quiet, and pointed at the sleeping Jamie in the rocking chair. Robbie gave Chase an understanding nod as he imitated himself 'zipping his mouth closed' with his fingers. Chase gently placed Robbie onto the semi empty couch and opened up the kid's blanket. Robbie rested his head on a white pillow and happily hugged Bacon the stuffed Dog while Chase gently draped a blanket over the kid's body. Robbie eagerly made himself comfy before looking at the sleeping man across the room.

Robbie sat up and put a hand over the side of his mouth as he whispered into Chase's ear. "who is that?" Robbie whispered.

Chase looked over at Jamie with a smile, before bringing his attention back to Robbie. Chase placed his mouth towards Robbie's ear. "His name is Jameson, or Jamie for short." Chase whispered back. Robbie nodded back with a smile and snuggled himself into the couch. Chase leaned over and gave Robbie a kiss on the forehead. Robbie closed his eyes and gave a small smile as he appreciated the gesture.

"Good night Robbie." Chase whispered. Then, Chase gave the stuffed dog a little kiss as well. "Good night Bacon." Chase whispered to the dog. Then, Chase began to stand himself up-

"Wait." Robbie whispered, grabbing Chase's wrist. Chase knelt himself back down. When he reached the boy's height, Robbie sat himself up and gave Chase a kiss on the forehead back.

Chase gasped silently and looked away slightly as he blushed a light red. "Thank you." Chase whispered to him.

"I love you." Robbie whispered a little louder, before flopping himself under the covers and snuggling himself further into the couch. Chase smiled, and began to feel his eyes well up with a tear or two.

"I love you too." Chase whispered back before attempting take two of standing up. This time, Robbie allowed him to get up and leave if he desired. The man had a bed of his own, after all. Chase wiped the little wet tear off his face as he tiptoed himself away from the couch, and towards the direction of his bedroom. Chase very carefully opened the bedroom door without any creaks, and gently closed it with as little sound as possible. When he felt alone and safe, Chase allowed his eyes to drop the tears he was producing. He wasn't crying from sadness. It was a cry of bittersweet joy that filled his heart. He hadn't heard the words 'I love you' from a child in years. To be honest, Chase had missed it...a lot...So, Chase allowed himself to lay in his bed and grieve the sad memories of what he had lost, and soak in the achievements of what he had gained.

12:30 am BST

Jamie's eyes began to come to life from a sudden burst of light. Jamie slowly opened his eyes, and found that the light wasn't directed at him. The light was far away, and was reaching the entire living room. Jamie gently began lifting up his head and immediately felt a shot of pain shoot across his neck and shoulders. The sleeping position he had fallen asleep in, was clearly not helping his neck posture. Jamie tilted his head from side to side, and cracked his spine and the surrounding joints, to relieve some of the pain. As Jamie predicted, the spine cracks lessened his pain a significant amount. Then, when his eyes gained better focus, Jamie looked up at the kitchen to see who was up at this time a night.

Jamie tilted his head as he noticed something strange: no one was there. The light was on, but no one was present in the kitchen.

...Strange...

Jamie kept on watching though, to see if anything would happen.

Sure enough, something DID happen! A pair of grey-skinned hands were raising up above the island, and lowering down to hide behind it.

Up and down, up and down the hands went. Each time, looking like they were straining to reach something! Jamie wasn't really sure if he should investigate, or if he should just sit in the chair and watch what happens next.

Jamie decided to do the latter. He decided to watch the silliness happen, and observe them. Now that he mentioned it...Who even WAS this? Why were they so short? Did they need help?

Jamie began to hear footsteps in the kitchen. The creature must be walking. Then, Jamie watched as a pair of arms grabbed a chair and quietly dragged it over. When the chair slid behind the island, Jamie noticed that the top of the chair was visible above the island. So Jamie watched, puzzled but curious, as the chair got dragged across the floor from the kitchen table to the kitchen counter.

When the chair was in place, the creature climbed onto the chair and made itself visible above the island. Jamie's eyes widened as his jaw dropped in shock. it's a child! It's a gray-skinned child, with...stitches on his neck. Jamie didn't know how he felt about this. Who brought a child into the house? Was he homeless? Or, was he an orphan? Is someone planning on adopting? And why does the child have stitches like that, and grey skin? Should Jamie be worried?

Jamie watched as the child stared at something in the cupboard in frustration. The child reached his arms up, but lowered them with empty hands. Jamie tilted his head. What was he trying to do? the child made grunting noises as he attempted to reach up into the cupboard. But, even as the child stood on his tippy toes, the poor kid couldn't reach it. So, the child looked around for another way up. He knew he needed another level up to reach it. Looking down, the child must've noticed the empty counter space, because in a moment's notice the child stepped onto it and reached up again.

But...the child was still struggling to reach it! Whatever it was, it must've been on a very high shelf! The child stopped reaching and grumbled. He got himself all this way for nothing! Being short sucked. The child crossed his arms and pouted. The child's facial expression quickly changed to interest as he began feeling the cupboard shelf. The child tilted his head to the side while he pushed down on the cupboard shelf, seeing if it'll stay intact.

'Oh god...He'd better not be considering climbing that...' Jamie thought in his head.

The boy pushed on the shelf one last time, to see if it would fall. When it didn't, the child smiled before doing the unthinkable:

The boy grabbed the second shelf floor, and placed one knee onto the bottom shelf.

'OH GOD!' Jamie thought to himself before taking off in a sprint towards the kitchen. Jamie stopped himself behind the chair, and picked up the kid before he got any further up the shelf.

The child smiled and let out a squeal, followed by a few giggles. "Chahahase! Yohohou scared me!" the child said in between his giggles.

Jamie made a smile of his own as he heard the kid's giggles. They were super adorable to hear. 'Wait-...Chase?' Jamie thought, growing confused. Well, he got one answer. It was Chase that had befriended the kid. Now that he thought about it, of COURSE it was Chase! Chase had always wanted another child! A child that couldn't get ripped from his grip by the laws of divorce.

The child looked down at the hands. "Okahay. Yohohou cahan let go-" The child started as he turned his head around. The kid's words drifted away as he realized something terrifying: This isn't Chase! THIS IS A STRANGER!

The boy's eyes squeezed shut as he looked forward. The child let out an ear-piercing, blood-curdling scream!

Jamie dropped the child and jumped back in pure surprise. Jamie leaned himself against the island, with his arms up, and his mouth wide. It looked like Jamie was trying to scream! But...it didn't have a sound. Jamie closed his mouth and began breathing heavily to lessen his anxiety.

The child just stared at the man. The kid tilted his head to the side with suspicious eyes, before his face morphed into surprise. Jamie watched as the child gasped with wide eyes. "You were the man sleeping in the chair!" the child declared.

Jamie blinked in surprise, and nodded.

"What's your name?" The child asked.

Oh gosh...The kid had no clue about his vocal predicament. Jamie looked around for a moment, and opened a nearby drawer. He pulled out a notebook and a pen and wrote his name down on the notebook before giving it to the kid.

The child stared at the notebook blankly. Jamie lifted an eyebrow, and waved at him to get his attention. When the child looked up, Jamie gave the child the 'Okay' sign with a curious facial expression, in an attempt to ask what was wrong.

"I can't read pretty writing." The child told him.

Jamie blinked a few times in surprise, before face-palming himself with a smile. Duh! He's a kid! Of course he can't read it! He doesn't know handwriting yet! Jamie took back the notebook and wrote his name down in normal printing. Then, he gave it back to the child with a smile.

{Jameson Jackson , or Jamie for short}

The child read. He looked up at Jamie with a small smile. "I'm Robbie." He said, before writing it out on the notebook and showing it to Jamie. "R-O-B-B-I-E. Ro-bbie." The kid spelled out. Jamie quietly giggled at him. The kid was acting like he couldn't spell.

Jamie took back the notebook and flipped the page over to a new one. Then, Jamie wrote something down in printing.

{I know how to spell, Robbie.}

Robbie read the page, before lowering it and looking up. "Why don't you talk?" Robbie asked. Jamie blinked in surprise. Oh yeah...How exactly was he supposed to explain it? Jamie scratched the back of his head awkwardly, and took back the notebook to answer him.

{I can't.}

Robbie read. Robbie looked up and tilted his head to the side. "Why not?" Robbie asked. Jamie walked up to the kid, and showed him the scar on his neck. Robbie gasped and lifted up his hand. "Can I feel it?" Robbie asked. Jamie nodded in reply.

Robbie brought his fingers closer and felt the scar. It felt like skin, but not. It felt unusual. It felt like a bump line, that went from the middle of his neck, to the hole in between the collar bones.

"I can feel the line." Robbie told him excitedly. Jamie allowed a small smile to show up on his lips, as he focused on the tiny fingertips touching the surgical scar. "My scars can't heal like that. My scars have needle thread." Robbie told him, before backing up. Jamie tilted his head to the side, confused. Robbie pointed at the scars on his neck. "See? They can't make a skin line." Robbie told him. Then, Robbie lifted up his pajama shirt, and showed off his belly stitches. "They'll be stringed together forever. I can't heal." Robbie told him.

Jamie's eyes widened at the amount of stitches the kid had. Jamie knelt down and looked closer at them. There were multiple scars, and all of them had been sewn together with black thread. Jamie moved his fingers across the fresh-looking stitches. Jamie slightly pushed on it, and jolted when his thumb managed to cave into the large cut slightly. Jamie's jaw dropped, horrified by his actions, as he carefully removed his finger. There was translucent, slightly dark-looking liquid, lining the tip of his thumb and fingernail. Robbie's eyes widened.

"Is that what's inside of me?" Robbie asked.

If Jamie was capable of a shriek, Jamie would've shrieked in disgust and horror! Jamie looked away from his hand and started shaking the hand rapid-fire. When the liquid partly flew off his thumb, Jamie stuttered and practically road-ran his way to the sink. Jamie shoved his entire hand under the hot water to get it off. Jamie couldn't believe he did that! He accidentally shoved his finger into a child's insides! Why did he even TRY that?! Of all the things to not do, that HAD to be #1. But...here he was: washing goopy child insides off his ha-...

Goopy insides...It was clear! Wh-that was no blood...It looked like it could've passed for ink, but it was clearer and a little more thick. It...reminded Jamie of soap, but...darker. It was...almost foreign. Jamie lifted an eyebrow. This stuff came from a person's body. Specifically, a child's body!

Jamie turned the water off and dried his hands off. Then, Jamie examined the child a little bit. He felt the general weight of the child, felt the bone density, and tried to stretch the kid's cheek skin. Then, he played with the kid's long hair, and shined a flashlight into the side of the kid's eye. Amazingly, the child's pupil didn't dilate at all! Heck, his eyes didn't even shine a deep red like it's supposed to for people. It shown white. like, completely white. It looked like the kid had severe cataracts! Or eye cancer! But when the flashlight was shown away from his eye, the pupils went black again.

As Jamie looked at the kid, a thought came to his head. Jamie brought his eyes closer to Robbie's eyes. Robbie widened his eyes, in confusion and slight fear.

"...J-Jamie? What a-" Robbie asked, before closing his mouth. Jamie placed his hands onto Robbie's cheeks, and narrowed his eyes as he looked closer.

Jamie gasped as everything clicked together! Zombie! The child was a zombie! It all made sense! He had thread keeping his cuts together because they couldn't heal! He had strange gel-like stuff inside his scar because it was liquidized infection! OH GOD, THE LAST DISCOVERY!

Jamie physically gagged at the thought of that stuff ending up on his thumb.

But then, that would mean...!

Jamie scooted himself back, until his back hit the island wall. Jamie was growing really nervous. Zombies were like human-shaped bugs! They can bite, and their venom is contagious. The last thing Jamie wanted, was to get bitten by a zombie and wind up being a zombie himself.

Jamie's face just read 'confusion'. That was, until something clicked in his head. "You're scared!" Jamie realized. Jamie didn't know how to reply to that. "It's okay. No more scary." Robbie added, before snuggling himself into Jamie's chest.

Jamie's eyes widened. He froze in place, as to not offend the tiny zombie. Jamie didn't know what to do! Usually, zombies would try biting a person in this position. But...this zombie wasn't biting. This zombie was...cuddling? Jamie didn't even know what to think. He tried looking around to see if he was truly alone.

He looked to his right: Just an empty kitchen. He looked to his left: Just an empty livi-Wait a second! Chase was there, peeking his head out from the other side of the kitchen wall frame! Chase had a wide grin on his face, which he was currently trying to cover up with his hand.

In an attempt to get his attention (and to GET THE ZOMBIE OFF HIM), Jamie frantically signed the word 'Help' to Chase, right above Robbie's head. Chase's grin quickly morphed into a surprised frown. Chase removed his hand from his face. Then, Jamie signed the word 'Zombie' to the hiding man.

Chase jolted in surprise. Was it really that obvious? Chase looked around a bit, before signing the words 'I know' back to the mute man. Jamie's face morphed into panic and frustration. Jamie felt angry, but his entire body was filled with panic! He wanted to push the zombie off of him, but...that would offend the zombie and make him wanna bite him. He wanted to scoot back further and run away from it. But...his back had hit a wall. An island cabinet to be specific. Where was he supposed to go?

To make matters worse, it looked like this zombie was fully sentient, meaning he had feelings and a proper voice. The child was even able to make facial expressions! And right now, it looked like the child was showing...mischief? It was like looking at an evil child. He had a glint of mischief in his eyes, and a smirk on his face. Jamie looked at Chase with one eyebrow raised in confusion. What was happening? Apparently, Chase already knew. Chase was smiling again, and...It looked like he was snickering at him. How dare he!

Jamie tilted his head to the side, mentally asking the child 'What?'.

"Are you ticklish?" Robbie asked.

Uuuuum...What?

All of a sudden, Jamie felt a pair of small hands digging into his armpits! Jamie jumped and gasped in surprise. A wobbly smile began to appear onto his face as he attempted to get away from the zombie's ticklish fingers.

"Tickle tickle tickle! Are you ticklish here? What about here?" Robbie teased, before going for Jamie's ribs. Jamie's body began shaking with laughter. Robbie found out really quickly that Jamie didn't have much of a sound to go with his laughter. His laughter was more unpredictable breathing and occasional wheezing, than actual laughter. But Robbie didn't seem to care! His facial expressions seemed to make up for that completely! Jamie's wide smile, tightly closed eyes, and light squirming was enough to make the most emotionless man, melt from cuteness overload.

"What about your neck?" Robbie asked, before running up to Jamie's neck. "Is your neck ticklish?" Robbie asked, wiggling his fingers into the side of Jamie's neck. Jamie curled his neck in and bursted into silent laughter. Jamie wiggled around and swatted at Robbie's hands, as he tried to get the kid to knock off the tickles.

"You think this is bad, just wait till I do this:" Robbie said with a smirk. Then, Robbie shoved his head of hair into Robbie's neck and shook his head around. Jamie jolted in surprise, and fell onto his left side. Jamie tried shaking his head, tried swatting at the hair, and tried getting away. But none of them were working! Robbie was still capable of tickling him to bits!

Jamie began signing the word 'Stop' to Robbie, in the hopes that Chase would translate it for him.

Robbie took his head out of Jamie's neck, and looked at the sign. "Chop? Karate chop?" Robbie guessed.

"It means stop." Chase said behind him.

Robbie jumped and turned around. It was his favorite person! "CHASE!" Robbie shouted to him and sprinted up to give him a tackle hug. Chase's eyes widened as he quickly put a finger on his mouth and made a soft shushing sound. Chase lowered himself down to Robbie's height, and the two boys joined together in a big, tight hug. "Your turn!" Robbie declared. Almost immediately, Robbie started tickling Chase's ribs.

"GaaAAA-" Chase yelled, before using his hand to shut himself up. Chase grabbed his wrists, and gave him a stern, but quiet "Shhhhhh" sound. Robbie widened his eyes and looked down guiltily. Chase decided to let go of one hand, to lift up Robbie's chin. "It's not the time for tickles. It's time for sleep. What were you doing up anyway?" Chase whispered.

Robbie brought his voice down. "I wanted a drink." Robbie replied.

"Why didn't you get me?" Chase asked.

Robbie chewed on his lower lip. "I didn't want to wake you." Robbie replied.

Chase nodded his head understandably. "Well, you kind of already did. I woke up to the sound of you screaming." Chase told him.

Robbie frowned and pointed at Jamie. "He made me do it. He scared me." Robbie told him. Chase lifted an eyebrow and looked at Jamie.

Jamie was holding a kids cup when Robbie ratted him out. Jamie placed the cup down so he could sign. 'He was going to try and climb the cabinet.' Jamie told him.

Chase's eyes widened. He turned his head towards Robbie. "The colorful cups were on the top shelf. I couldn't reach. I'm small." Robbie replied.

Jamie pointed to the cupboard. 'I moved them down.' Jamie signed. Chase sighed in relief.

"Okay. Thank you." Chase said to Jamie.

"Thank you? For what?" Robbie asked.

Chase looked at Robbie and shook his head with a crooked smile. Then, Chase grabbed Robbie and brought him into a snuggle hug and a squeeze. "Thank you, for not falling on your face. If that happened, you might've needed staples in your noggin." Chase replied, ruffling the boy's brown hair. Robbie giggled and played with his hair.

"You have no hat." Robbie commented.

Chase nodded his head and moved his bangs out of the way. "Yup. I have no hat." Chase replied. Robbie brought himself up onto his feet again. Then, Robbie went up onto his tippy toes and ruffled Chase's hair in revenge. "Hehehey! How dare you fluff my dirt-colored hair." Chase teased.

"I dare." Robbie replied, growling back at him and showing off his curling, wiggling fingers.

Chase giggled at the attempt, and gave Robbie a boop on the nose. "Booop!" Chase cooed. Robbie giggled and dropped his evil, fierce composure. "Someone needs to go to beeeeddd..." Chase teased. "I think it's you..." Chase told him.

Robbie's giggles kept on going. "Buhuhut whahahat ahabout my wahahateher?" Robbie asked. Jamie walked up behind the boy, and placed his hand on the boy's shoulder. Robbie turned around, and smiled at the cup of water being served to him in a blue cup with a smiley face on it. Jamie smiled and lightly ruffled Robbie's hair.

'Good night Robbie.' Jamie signed. Jamie (or Robbie) needed to make a name sign for the zombie boy. But, Jamie had a while to make a sign for him. So, he put it on the 'to do' list for himself. For now though, Jamie signed his name the traditional way: spelling it out.

Robbie turned his head to the side, but quickly caught onto what he might've said. "Good night Jamie. I think that's what you said." Robbie replied. Jamie smiled and nodded.

Then, Jamie signed 'Good night' to Chase.

"Good night Jamie. Don't let the Walker kill you on the way." Chase joked. Jamie rolled his eyes, but smiled and chuckled at the reference. When Jamie started walking away, Jamie turned himself around to face the two. He lifted up his hands and positioned them into a 'holding gun trigger' sign, like AJ did to Lilly in Season 4. Chase let out a giggle at the dark, but funny call back to the video game.

Robbie was drinking his water, and had lifted an eyebrow and looked at the two, just drowned in confusion. The poor kid had no idea they were joking about zombies in front of him. The boy lowered his cup and looked at Jamie for clarification. Jamie noticed his confusion, and looked at Chase while he pointed to Robbie with a snicker. Chase looked at Robbie, and awkwardly looked around for a moment or two. What was he gonna tell the kid? It's already been 2 days with him in the house, and the adults are already making Telltales* 'The Walking Dead' jokes around him. So, Chase knelt himself down to the child's level.

"We'll show you the reference when you're older, and capable of handling the subject matter." Chase told Robbie. Robbie nodded back in understanding. Jamie turned himself around and began heading to his room. With Jamie gone to bed, Chase picked up Robbie and walked him to the couch. "Attempt #2 of getting you to bed." Chase joked. Robbie giggled at the line as he was tucked in. "Good night, Robbie." Chase said.

"Good night, Chase. I love you." Robbie said, with a happy smile.

Chase smiled back. "I love you too." Chase said back. "Don't let the bed bugs get you. Cause if they do, they're gonna-" Chase said. Suddenly, Chase began making ticky-ticky noises and danced his fingers on Robbie's belly, sides, and armpits. Robbie bursted into high-pitched giggles, and squirmed around a bit with a huge smile. After a couple seconds, Chase stopped his fingers and teases, and gave Robbie a kiss on the forehead. Robbie happily took the kiss, and gave Chase a big, toothy smile. Chase giggled at the size of the smile as he stood back up. "Try to get some rest. And feel free to sleep in." Chase told him.

"Okay!" Robbie replied, before turning himself over to snuggle his stuffed dog.

Chase walked himself into his room, and closed the door. After all that just happened, Chase let out a breath of exhaustion and relief. As he got back into his bed, Chase's phone made a vibrating sound on his bed. Chase picked up the phone, and read the message.

[Your inner Dad's showing.]

Chase read. Chase let out a chuckle as he grinned. Chase started texting him.

[I mean, who wouldn't? It's a child!]

Chase sent. Chase placed the phone down for a bit, and just stared into the dark abyss, that was his bedroom ceiling. Chase's phone vibrated, and Chase read the new message from Jamie:

[That's true. Also, is he a zombie? Or something under that category?]

Chase read. Chase sighed, but typed back:

[Yes. He's a zombie.]

Chase plopped his phone down on the bed comforter. He knew that Jamie might be scared of the boy. But...he's not worth the fear. Heck, the kid doesn't even bite. His phone vibrated again. Chase picked it up and read it:

[Does he bite?]

Chase typed back.

[Nope. He doesn't bite.]

Chase decided to watch his phone this time. He watched as the 'Delivered' word changed to 'Read 12:38 AM', and watched the 3 dots turn into a message:

[Are you sure? How long have you had him for?]

Chase read. Chase rolled his eyes and typed back.

[2 nights.]

Chase double-clicked his home button, and began going through old, unread emails. A few seconds later, a new message rolled in:

[2 nights is not long enough to determine if he bites.]

Chase frowned. He swiped down on the message to reply to him.

[Okay. Congrats! you can parent better than me.]

Chase sent back, with an eye roll emoji. Chase sighed and rubbed his eyes. He was too tired to deal with this right now. It's almost 1, and he needed to sleep. Chase tossed to the side, and grabbed his phone. Another message had come in:

[I'm actually worried. I don't want anyone becoming a zombie in this household. I'm scared he may bite one of us if he thinks we're a 'threat' to him.]

Chase softened his frown. The truth was, Jamie's right to be worried. Even though Robbie has proved himself to be an angel, he's still somewhat unpredictable. If one of the adults DID threaten Robbie, what would he do? Would he yell? Would he punch? Would he hiss? Would he bite? Would the kid even fight back? Or would he run away? No one knows. Not yet, anyway.

[Tell you what: I'll talk to him tomorrow.]

Chase suggested. Chase watched his phone, as the 3 dots turned into a new, and short message:

[About what? About biting? or about my fear of him?]

Chase read. Chase began typing almost immediately.

[Both. I'll start with the latter, but end with the former.]

Chase replied. Chase clicked the lock button on his phone, and placed it on his night stand. But, sure enough, Jamie wasn't done talking. Chase sighed, and picked up his phone again and read the message on the lock screen:

[Okay. Just don't be surprised if I end up cowering away from him. I'm still quite nervous of what he'll do.]

Chase chuckled. The guy had just admitted to being scared of a child. He replied.

[He's a child. And frankly, he's much more alive and sentient than the zombies presented in games and video. All the zombies want on the media, is to survive. Robbie actually has a personality, a voice, a silly streak, and even a mischievous streak. XD]

Chase watched as Jamie replied back to him.

[Bahahaha! I can tell. Still though...I don't wanna die.]

Chase read. Even though the message ended, Chase watched as Jamie typed out another message:

[Though the kid seems happy and cheerful, I almost wonder if he'd be better off unconscious. It's almost sad seeing a kid's body rot and fall apart. I'm sure it's worse for him.]

Chase read. Chase's widened as the horrifying thought took over his mind. Gosh, he never even thought about that! What if Robbie's really suffering? What if he's able to feel his body rotting from the inside out? Chase began to feel tears welling up in his eyes at the mere thought of it.

But then, Chase remembered something: Some of the kid's nerves were shutting down as it was. What if the nerves kept progressing? What would happen if Robbie couldn't feel pressure or pain again? Would the kid develop an insensitivity to pain? or would his nerves become numb all over his body? Could they even prevent it?

This was all things that Chase needed to consider...Gosh...

What will life be like for the kid? Should they take advantage of the kids' capabilities while he has them?

But, Chase remembered something: Robbie's hand! Robbie was able to rip his hand off without any pain! The only nerve that seemed to survive on him, was that one nerve that hung down. But technically, no one knows if that nerve was really alive or not. The nerve could've been just a dead nerve that was still connected to him.

Huh...Maybe his nerves will stay intact. Maybe they may only get damaged if he damages them himself. For example: the stitches on his neck and belly. Maybe stitching the cuts back together was easy and painless because the nerves surrounding the cut were now dead. It may explain why the back of Robbie's neck (which was still uncut) was super ticklish, while his belly was not as ticklish. Or maybe, the pain receptors were dead while the pressure nerves weren't. Who knows? The ticklish thing may not have changed at all for the kid! Maybe the kid's belly was naturally not as ticklish as the back of his neck.

All Chase knew, was that he was going to have to get some doctors appointments set up for Robbie to answer his questions. And when he's not visiting the doctor, the child can be treated like a normal boy: joyful and curious, with a mischievous streak a mile along.

(7 HOURS LATER)

A rapid knocking noise could be heard on the door. "CHASE! CHASE! WAKE UP! I SLEPT IN! CAN WE PLAY NOW?" A small voice yelled from the other side of the door. Chase let out a groan and looked at the time: 8:13. Chase let out a tired groaning sound and covered his head with his blanket. It's too early for this.

The door handle could be heard opening. Robbie peeked his head in. "Hello? Chase?" Robbie asked, opening up the door further and walking in. Robbie walked himself up to the left side of the bed (the side Chase was facing) and lifted up the comforter a smidge. Robbie could see Chase's face. Chase squeezed his eyes shut, before grabbing the blanket and pulling it back on his face. Robbie let out a few giggles. Then, Chase began to hear tiny footsteps walking away from the side of the bed.

"Well, it looks like Chase won't get up to make me breakfast." Robbie said, with some pretend sadness in his voice. "It looks like I'll have to bother some other person in the house." Robbie added, pretending to feel disappointed by his inability to get Chase up. "It's too bad. I like Chase's eggs and bacon." Robbie said, before closing the door.

Chase smiled and let out a small giggle of his own. He's such a weird kid. He could clearly tell from his 'saddened' voice that Robbie was planning something. But, Chase couldn't really tell you what it was. Chase just patiently waited for Robbie to do something. Interestingly enough, Chase was still able to hear tiny footsteps in his room. Wait a second...did that kid close the door while he was still in the room? To give him the illusion that he left?! Wow! If the kid was better at sneaking around, Chase could've fallen for it! That genius of a child!

Chase listened carefully as the kid snuck around his room. It sounded like he was walking around the bed. But he wasn't sure where he was going exactly. When the footsteps stopped, Chase felt some weight on his bed. Did Robbie just jump onto his bed? Chase could hear blanket noises from his comforter. A second later, Chase could feel the child's weight getting closer and closer to his body. What was that evil little goose planning? Chase waited for a couple moments, to see what the kid would do.

Robbie flopped his body onto Chase's left side. "Wake up, Chase!" Robbie yelled.

Chase let out a surprised yelp. "What the- When did you get here! I didn't even hear you come in!" Chase reacted, playing along with him.

"I tricked yooouu..." Robbie teased, poking his side. Chase let out a few giggles and reached up for the kid's hand. "Can you please get up? Why are you hiding under here anyway? Are you afraid of the light?" Robbie asked.

Chase let out a laugh at the last question. "Maybe I am." Chase replied.

"No you're not!" Robbie argued with a giggle.

"Yes I am! I'm always scared of the light in the morning." Chase argued back.

Robbie bursted out laughing. "It's called being tired!" Robbie replied.

"No! It's called 'fear of the morning'! And I have it!" Chase joked.

Robbie's laughter continued for a few more seconds. Robbie brought himself closer to Chase's shoulders. "Are you gonna get up now?" Robbie asked.

"Nope." Chase replied.

"Why?" Robbie asked.

"It's too early." Chase replied.

"No it's not." Robbie told him.

"Yes it is. I don't like waking up at 8." Chase complained.

"What time do you wake up then?" Robbie asked.

"I like waking up at 10." Chase replied.

"10?!" Robbie yelled, flopping onto Chase again. Chase let out a grunting sound as the kid's upper body pushed onto Chase's shoulder. "That's so long!" Robbie reacted, shaking Chase's shoulder while he whined.

Chase chuckled. "No it's not! It's an average morning for your average bro!" Chase replied.

"Get up." Robbie told him, poking his shoulder.

"No." Chase replied.

"Get up." Robbie ordered again.

"Nnno." Chase replied.

"You don't have a shirt on." Robbie commented.

"I know. It's comfy." Chase replied.

"Can I sleep with no shirt on?" Robbie asked.

Chase thought for a moment. "Okay." Chase replied.

"Really?! Can I take it off now?" Robbie asked.

"Do you have shorts on?" Chase asked.

"Yup!" Robbie replied.

"Then yes, you can." Chase replied.

"Yay!" Robbie cheered, before pulling the covers off himself and whipping his shirt off almost immediately. Robbie threw his shirt onto the floor and brought himself under the covers again.

"Better?" Chase asked.

"Yeah!" Robbie replied. "Now get up." Robbie told him.

"No." Chase replied.

"Please?" Robbie asked.

"Hmm...nah." Chase replied.

"I'll tickle you." Robbie warned him. "I've been waiting aaaaaalllll night to tickle you." Robbie told him.

"Oh really?" Chase asked, only half listening to him at this point.

"Yup. I have the fingers to do it. And you have no shirt or socks on." Robbie told him.

"I know. Why would anyone sleep with a shirt and socks on? I'd be sweating buckets." Chase told him.

"I slept with a shirt. And I wasn't 'sweating buckets'." Robbie replied.

"Interesting." Chase replied, still barely listening to him.

Suddenly, Chase gasped at the feeling of tickling fingers spidering up the left side of his ribs.

"AAAAH! NO! NOHOHOHOHO! GEHEHEHET OHOHOHOFF!" Chase bursted out suddenly. Chase's body practically morphed into a wiggle worm under the blanket. This caused Chase to toss himself onto his back, and unintentionally offered more spots to the boy.

Robbie removed his fingers, but only for a moment or two. Then, Robbie's fingers began feeling around for a belly button in the dark. When they found it, Robbie's index finger immediately dipped itself in and wiggled around. "ooOOHOHOHOHOHOHO GAHAHAHAHAHAHA! IHIHIHIHIT'S TOOHOHOHO EHEHEHEARLYHY FOHOHOR THIHIHIHIHIS!" Chase yelled.

"It's not too early. You're just not a morning person." Robbie replied.

Robbie climbed himself onto Chase's waist, and laid himself down onto Chase. Taking advantage of his new comfy position, Robbie used his flexible spidery fingers to cover Chase in lots of upper rib tickles. "HHHHAHAHAHAHAHAHA! GEHEHEHEHET OHOHOHOHOHOFF! THIHIHIHIS IHIHIHIHIS SOHOHOHOHO UHUHUNFAHAHAHAHAIR!" Chase argued.

"No it's not! You're able to fight back!" Robbie argued back.

"NOHOHO IHIHIHI CAHAHAHAHAN'T! IHIHIHIHI'LL HUHUHUHUHURT YOHOHOHOHOU!" Chase reacted.

Robbie shook his head and wiggled a single finger into Chase's belly button again. "Believe it or not, I am a lot tougher than I look. I may look like a fragile kid, but I am a STRONG, FIERCE WARRIOR! ON THE INSIDE!" Robbie told him, pausing his tickles so he can show off his 'huge' muscles.

Chase's laughter fell into giggles. "Ihi thihihink my buhuhunny slihihippehers juhuhust rahan for cohohoveher..." Chase commented, quoting Mushu, from Mulan. Robbie looked back at Chase with clear shock and slight hurt in his eyes.

Robbie frowned suspiciously as he crossed his arms and pouted. He looked at Chase's feet, and suddenly got an idea. "Careful Chase. You'll regret making fun of me..." Robbie warned. Robbie crawled himself over to Chase's feet, and sat on them. Chase jumped and yelped, as he realized what the kid was planning. Uh oh...

"Uh, now wait a second! Robbie, don't even think about goING FOR MY FEHEHEHEHEHEHET! HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA! NO! NO-NO-NO-NO-NOHOHOHOHOHOHOHOHO!" Chase shouted, bursting into hysterical laughter.

Robbie paused his tickling and clapped his hands excitedly. "I found another ticklish spot!" Robbie declared, before resuming his ticklish scratching and tickling on the arch of his foot.

"KNOHOHOHOCK IHIHIHIT OHOHOHOHOFF! NAHAHAHAHAHAT MYHYHYHYHYHYHY FEEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHET!" Chase begged helplessly. Chase had started pounding his fists into the bed, and squirming back and forth to cope with the overwhelming ticklish sensation.

"Tickle tickle tickle tickle tickle! Will you get up yet?" Robbie asked.

Chase let out a squeal before shaking his head frantically. Even if the kid was a really good tickler, and he was attacking his feet, Chase was NOT giving up that easily.

"Okay. I wonder how ticklish your toes are?" Robbie asked. Chase's eyes practically widened to the size of dinner plates! OH GEEZ!

Robbie lightly pushed back Chase's toes, and began scribbling a finger under his toes. This sent Chase into cackles instantly! Chase's fists stopped pounding the bed, and began reaching for the evil kid, who was tormenting his feet. The kid was under the blankets though! How he was surviving under there without suffocating, Chase will never understand. Chase attempted to reach for Robbie multiple times, but ultimately kept failing and ended up laying himself down on his back with his hands covering his face for a majority of the time. The toes tickled him WAAAYY too much for Chase to stand for very long!

Thankfully, Robbie seemed to notice that. So, Robbie stopped his fingers and crawled away from his feet. Chase's laughter fell into soft giggles and breathing rather quickly. Poor Chase had to rub his feet and toes against his bed to get rid of the leftover phantom tickles. But, the phantom tickles soon passed and allowed him to regenerate his lungs properly.

"Okay...please...don't go...for my t-...toes...for...very long..." Chase suggested through his breaths.

"Okay. I promise. Can you get up now?" Robbie asked.

Chase sighed and giggled. "Nohope...your tihihicklihing made me tired again." Chase replied.

Robbie groaned angrily and flopped himself onto the bed in an angry pout. "Ssstupid tickling, making Chase tired..." Robbie pouted.

Chase giggled at the childish pouting. "Come here. Be my teddy bear." Chase told him, reaching his arm out.

"No." Robbie replied.

"Please?" Chase asked, giving him the puppy eyes to further convince the kid.

"No." Robbie replied with a smirk.

Chase pouted back. "Party pooper..." Chase muttered.

Robbie let out a giggle and soon agreed to become Chase's makeshift teddy bear. It was actually...really fun! He got to cuddle Chase, give Chase little bear kisses, and even got to snuggle into his chest. It ended up being more comfortable than he expected. Robbie soon realized that these many months of being alone, made him miss one thing in life: A warm person's touch.

Chase had begun to grow fearful of Robbie’s future. Since he would remain a child for the rest of his life, he wasn’t able to go to school anymore. Though, Chase took the time to homeschool him so he could enjoy the pleasures of reading and writing. He was also worried about the child’s inability to heal wounds. If he broke his leg for instance, he would need surgery to be provided with a plate to fix his leg, or be given a whole rod in his leg to stabilize it. Despite the usefulness of bone paste, that leg wouldn’t properly heal and it could prevent Robbie from running around ever again. 

There have now been a few times where Chase woke up gasping for air after a terrifying nightmare. Not only was Robbie experiencing PTSD from his death, but Chase was experiencing intense anxiety about Robbie’s future. He knew Robbie was going to wither away into nothing…and that terrified him. He didn’t want to see his little boy suffer like that. 

Over the months, his anxiety had begun to boil over. Chase was struggling to sleep, and beginning to have panic attacks during the night and day. Henrik didn’t really notice Chase’s newfound anxiety…until Chase had experienced an anxiety attack in front of Henrik. He was hyperventilating and crying heavily, struggling to control his emotions and his breathing. He even began to grow angry because of the inability to control his breathing. Henrik had given him some lavender and an Ativan to help him calm down. This seemed to work wonders on Chase. 

Henrik had kept an eye on Chase as he recovered, while Robbie was playing with Marvin the cat. It was cute to watch, and Jackie had spent some time recording the two of them playing. Marvin was loving the feather and puff ball that Robbie was teasing him with, and his cat instincts would quickly give in as he tackled the ball and feather down and rolled onto his back against the ball. Robbie would raise up the plastic stick with the feather and ball, and get Marvin to reach up and paw at it. Robbie was laughing and giggling at every reach of the paw. This was 100% worth recording…and Jackie was gonna show Chase the moment he came out of Henrik’s office. 

Eventually, Chase walked out and smiled a little bit as he saw Robbie and Marvin sleeping together. Marvin was still a cat by this point, and was licking Robbie’s cheek with his rough cat tongue. Robbie was breathing softly, completely limp as he laid there on the floor, the ball & feather toy still somewhat in his hand. 

Jackie walked up, ready to show him the video. But Chase put up a hand, signaling that he wasn’t quite ready. “I’m sorry, but…I need to rest, read, do something.” Chase told him. 

Jackie was confused. The Average bro was always up for seeing a video! What changed? “Are you okay?” Jackie asked, quite confused. 

Chase sighed. “Do you want the honest answer? Or the reassuring answer?” Chase asked. 

Jackie frowned slightly. “Honest, please.” He replied. 

Chase sat down on the couch and looked down. “I’m not doing so well, Jackie.” Chase told him. 

Jackie sat beside him, willing to listen. 

Chase bit his lip. “I was diagnosed with anxiety by Henrik.” Chase told him. 

Jackie nodded. “That’s okay. A lot of people have anxiety, Chase.” Jackie told him. 

Chase looked up at Jackie. “I have fears about Robbie’s future.” Chase told him. “Fears of his next injury, fears of his first organ failure, fears of his death.” Chase told him. 

Jackie looked down a bit. “I mean, I don’t blame you for being so fearful, Chase. Robbie’s not exactly your typical child.” Jackie mentioned. “But…people with elders think the same anxieties. They fear the next bone break, they fear the next organ failure, and they fear their elder’s upcoming death.” Jackie explained. “Robbie’s also stubborn just like an elder…and sensitive too. He still believes he’s like any other child when in reality…he’s not.” Jackie added. 

Chase looked down as he started to feel tears running down his face. “I don’t want him to suffer.” Chase told him. 

Jackie brought Chase into a hug. “I know…I don’t want him to suffer either.” Jackie told him. “Seeing his body wither away will be really hard on all of us.” Jackie told him next. “But, you’re not alone. You will never be alone in the struggle.” Jackie reminded him. 

Chase looked at Robbie and noticed he was twitching in his sleep. Chase widened his eyes a little bit. “Does he normally twitch like that in his sleep?” Chase asked. 

Jackie looked at Robbie. “He’s been twitching like that for the past half hour.” Jackie told him. 

Chase tried to keep his thoughts under control. His thoughts were filling his brain with worse case scenarios. 

“I’m so worried for him…” Chase admitted. 

“I am too, honestly.” Jackie told him. “I wish I was able to save him from the suffering he’s already experiencing.” Jackie admitted. 

“You don’t need to save me.” a voice told them. 

Chase looked up with widened eyes at the familiar voice. Jackie widened his eyes and looked towards the familiar voice as well. Robbie was wide awake, sitting up and looking at the two of them on the couch. “I’ll be okay. You don’t need to worry.” Robbie told them. 

Chase looked away a little bit. “I know…I’m trying to reassure myself.” Chase admitted. 

Robbie walked up to Chase and crawled onto the couch with them. He hugged Chase first, before hugging Jackie next. He sat in between the two men. “Marvin’s still sleeping.” Robbie told them. 

Chase smiled a little as he looked at Marvin. “I can see that.” Chase replied. 

Robbie smiled. “I was playing with Marvin while you were with Dr. Nippleshine.” Robbie told him. 

Chase chuckled at the silly inside joke. 

Jackie was laughing. “Ihi forgot you call him that!” Jackie admitted. “Do you even know what it means?” Jackie asked. 

Chase chuckled. “I don’t think he does.” Chase admitted. 

“Actually…” Robbie said with a smirk. Chase widened his eyes and looked at Robbie. “I know what a nipple is.” Robbie told him. 

Jackie wheezed and snickered, while Chase was dumbfounded. “Now how do you-” Chase asked before being interrupted. 

Robbie lifted up his shirt. “A nipple is the red thing here! And people like to squeeze it for some reason.” Robbie told them. 

Jackie threw his head back and LAUGHED! Chase was staring at Robbie, before looking away for a minute to process what he had just said. “Did-” Chase grabbed out his phone and looked in his search history. 

And surely enough: there were 2 searches. 

[What is a niple?]

[What is a nipple?]

[man’s nipple - Yahoo Canada Image Search Results] 

Chase quickly clicked the last thing and quickly hid his phone against his chest once the images showed up. Jackie was just dying of laughter, while Robbie was staring at Chase proudly. 

“...Robbie…” Chase said softly. 

Robbie tilted his head. “Yes Dad?” 

Chase sighed and rubbed his nose. “Please…don’t look that up again.” Chase told him. 

Robbie looked down, confused. “Why?” Robbie asked. 

Chase looked at him. “Because what you were looking at was REALLY inappropriate!” Chase told him. 

Robbie widened his eyes and looked away, looking guilty. “I’m sorry.” 

Chase sighed and shook his head. “No…I’m sorry. I should’ve had child-proof on.” Chase told him. Chase turned to Jackie with a slightly angry face. “And stop laughing! You’re so immature!” Chase ordered. 

Jackie’s laughter lessened the moment he saw Chase’s serious face. “Ihi’m sorry…I can’t help it! The kid was looking-” 

Chase quickly covered up his mouth. “No. Don’t say it.” Chase demanded sternly. 

Jackie looked down at the hand and looked away. He nodded in response, earning himself freedom from Chase’s hand. “Sorry.” Jackie told him. 

Chase sighed. “It’s fine.” Chase replied. “Let’s just…forget that ever happened. Okay?” Chase asked. 

Robbie nodded thankfully while Jackie nodded as well. 

“You know what a nipple is now…Does that mean you get the joke now?” Chase asked. 

“Shiny nipples! And it sounds like shneep-a-stin.” Robbie told him, struggling to say the doctor’s last name. 

Jackie bursted out laughing again, while Chase sighed and shook his head. “Great…” Chase said, showing a hint of exhaustion in his voice. 

Robbie smiled as Marvin got up from his little nap. The cat started walking up to Robbie, and jumped up onto the couch, and into Robbie’s lap. 

“Hi Marvin!” Robbie greeted, petting him. 

Marvin rubbed his face and ears against Robbie’s hand, before walking away. He walked to the other side of the couch, and sat down. In a quick flash of light, the sitting cat turned into a sitting human. “Do you want me to teach you how to turn child-proof on, on your phone settings?” Marvin asked him. 

Chase frowned as he was on his phone. “I know how to do it, Marv.” Chase replied. 

Marvin smiled and got up. “That was fun, Robbie. We should play like that more often.” Marvin told Robbie. 

“I’d love to!” Robbie told him with a giggle. 

Marvin picked up Robbie and held him in his arms for a while. Robbie laid himself against Marvin and yawned. Marvin petted his hair and kissed his head, on top of his hair. Marvin looked at Marvin. “Are you scared too?” Robbie asked. 

Marvin tilted his head. “Scared of what? You?” Marvin asked. 

Robbie nodded his head. 

Marvin, in response, laughed and tickled his sides. “No way, silly! I’m not scared of you at all! You’re too cute for that.” Marvin told him. 

Robbie giggled and laughed as he wiggled around. “Hehehehey! Hahahahaha! Ohohokahay, goohohohood!” Robbie replied. 

“That’s…” Chase tried to tell Marvin, but he stopped himself as he watched Robbie acting much happier than before. He quickly began to believe it wouldn’t be a good idea to mention what Robbie actually meant right now. All that mattered now was that Robbie was laughing, and enjoying being tickled for a while. 

“Which spot tickles more? Here?” Marvin tickled the right side of his ribs. “Or here?” Marvin tickled his left side. 

Robbie was laughing hysterically at both of the ticklish spots. “BOHOTH ARE BAHAHAD!” Robbie replied. 

“Both are bad?! Goodness! Looks like I gotta tickle both at the same time then!” Marvin declared. 

Robbie bursted out laughing loudly as both the spots were tickled all at once. He was giggling, squealing and laughing in multiple tones! It was quite fun for Chase and Jackie to watch. 

“OHOHOKAHAHAHAY, PLEHEHEHEASE STAHAHAP!” Robbie pleaded. 

“You want me to stop now?” Marvin asked. 

“YEHEHEHEHES PLEHEHEHEASE!” Robbie replied again. 

“Fine, fine, fine. I’ll stop.” Marvin replied before moving his fingers away from Robbie. 

Robbie huffed and giggled softly as he struggled to calm down. “Thahahank you, Marvin. I…I needed that.” Robbie admitted. 

“No problem, kiddo!” Marvin replied, giving Robbie a fist pump. 

Robbie smiled and grabbed Marvin’s waist. He started tickling behind Marvin’s knee. “Payback time!” Robbie declared. 

Marvin squealed and fell backwards onto the ground. Once Marvin was on the ground, Robbie started tickling his sides, ribs and belly. “HAHAhahahaha! Hahahaha- Rohohohobbie!” Marvin laughed. 

Robbie giggled. “Tickle tickle tickle, cat man!” Robbie declared. 

Marvin continued to laugh and giggle under Robbie as he was tickled and teased nonstop. 

Jackie smiled and watched, before looking at Chase. But his smile dropped slightly as he saw Chase’s worried face. So, he wrapped his arm around Chase. 

“Don’t worry, Chase.” Jackie told him. “Focus on the now. On Robbie’s good condition.” Jackie encouraged. 

Chase looked at Jackie and smiled a little. “Thank you, Jackie.” Chase told him, hugging him back with a 2 armed hug. Jackie hugged him back properly for a little bit, before looking back at Marvin and Robbie. 

Marvin and Robbie’s one-sided tickle fight was now becoming 2-sided, as Marvin started tickling Robbie back. The great part was that both of the playful boys seemed to be enjoying every second of their tickle fight…And that was a really nice thing for Chase and Jackie to be watching. 

Robbie woke up with a gasp. Damn nightmares were at it again. But his fear quickly diminished as he realized what day it was:

“It’s Christmas!” Robbie yelled.

Robbie threw the blanket off himself, grabbed his stuffed dog and ran to Chase’s room. “Chase! Chase! Daddy!” Robbie called. “IT’S CHRISTMAS!” Robbie shouted, climbing onto the bed and shaking Chase. “Santa came! Santa came! Santa came!” Robbie yelled. Chase grunted and turned himself around. He didn’t really have the best sleep thanks to himself being Santa’s little christmas elf last night.

Robbie giggled, rubbed his hands together and started tickling Chase’s side.

Chase quickly started to giggle and cover up his side. “Staaaap ihihihihit.”

Robbie ignored him and tickled the back of his neck instead. “Kitchy kitchy koo!”

“HEhehehehehe! Rohohohobbihihie!” Chase laughed, turning onto his back. “Ihihit’s tooooo ehehehearly for thihihihis!” Chase whined. “It’s Christmas, Chase! Santa came last night!” Robbie told him.

Chase got up suddenly. He completely forgot it was Christmas for a moment! How could he forget?! “Beat you to the tree!” Chase declared as he threw the blankets onto Robbie. Robbie yelped and laughed as he was covered in blanket. Robbie could hear the loud footsteps of Chase running to the door. Quickly, Robbie threw the blankets off himself and hopped off the bed.

“Coming!” Robbie yelled.

Once the door was open, Robbie and Chase raced towards the tree. There were more presents than before! So many more!

“WHOA!” Robbie cheered. “I’ll say!” Chase reacted genuinely. Someone must’ve added more presents under the tree! Cause there were even more than Chase helped Santa unload!

Robbie was already on his way to Henrik’s room. “NIPPLESHINE! NIPPLESHINE! SANTA CAME!”

Chase wheezed and laughed as he heard Robbie calling for Henrik down the hall. What a goof.

Robbie bursted into Henrik’s room and started tickling him right away. “AAAH! ROHOHOBBIHIHIHIE!” Henrik laughed. “Santa came! Hurry up!” Robbie told him.

“Nohohohoho…” Henrik rolled over so his back was towards Robbie.

Robbie huffed and was about to grab Chase. But then, Chase came walking into the room without his help! Chase walked up to Henrik’s bed, threw the blankets off of his feet, grabbed an ankle and tickled his foot. “Get up, Doc.”

Henrik snorted and kicked his other foot wildly. “IHIHIF IHIHIHI HUHUHURT YOHOHOU-”

“Nah, I’m not worried about that.” Chase told him.

Henrik laughed and snorted more as his toes were attacked with Chase’s evil fingers. “OHOHOKAHAHAHAY, IHIHI’M UHUHUHUP! HAHAHAHALT!” Henrik told them.

Chase giggled at the reaction and finally stopped. “Fine.” Chase let go of his ankle, and chuckled as the foot slithered right under the blankets.

Robbie helped Henrik get up, and gently pulled him out of the bed by his hand. “Alright, alright. I’m up, Robbie.” Henrik told him.

“Hurry up, slow poke!” Robbie told him. “Slow poke?!” Henrik suddenly picked up the kid and blew a massive raspberry onto Robbie’s belly. “I’ll show you!”

“EEEEEEEHEHEHEHEHEHEHehehehehehe!” Robbie laughed and giggled.

“Now, let’s go.” Henrik told him. “Oh! I need to get Jamie!” Robbie told him.

“Very well! Let’s get Jamie!” Chase encouraged. Robbie ran to Jamie’s room, and opened the door. “SANTA CAME!”

“AAH!”

Chase widened his eyes. What was THAT?! More importantly, WHO was that?! The voice sounded…slightly crackly. But, it was certainly a scream!

“Oh! Sorry, Jamie! I didn’t mean to scare you.” Robbie told him. Wait…that was JAMIE?!

“Did you just let out a yell?!” Chase asked.

Jamie was holding his throat as he was tearing up…with a smile on his face. He looked at Robbie, got out of bed and quickly gave Robbie a big hug.

‘That’s my first time reacting to something with my voice since my injury.’ Jamie signed. Robbie gasped and squealed. “It’s a Christmas miracle!”

Chase laughed and hugged Jamie as well. “I’ll say!”

Robbie giggled and kissed Jamie’s cheek. “Merry Christmas, Jamie!”

Chase fluffed Jamie’s hair too. “Merry Christmas, JJ.”

Jamie smiled and tried to speak again with his crackly voice. “Th--k -ou.” He managed to say.

Chase smiled and couldn’t help but tear up himself.

The boys headed out to the living room, where the tree was. There, they started to open up presents. Chase received a big nerf gun from Santa, a customized ball cap, and plenty more. Robbie got a new stuffed cat, a kids book, and a new videogame for the Xbox.

“Hey Chase! Would you like to play the game with me?” Robbie asked.

Chase got up and nodded. “Sure!” He replied.

Chase and Robbie played the game together, and happily made a competition against each other. Sometimes, Chase would tickle him to distract his boy, and Robbie would usually push him back, or tickle him right back. It didn’t take long before the game was abandoned and the boys were in a full blown tickle fight. While the boys were tickle fighting each other, Henrik opened up his presents. He received a board game, a new book and a new bag to hold his stuff in. And last but not least: He received a christmas bonus!

Marvin showed up in his cat form. “Meowy chwistmas evewywone!” Marvin cheered.

“CAT MARVIN!” Robbie cheered.

Robbie gave Marvin a big hug and a belly rub for a while. That was his christmas present. Not only that though…but Marvin got a new deck of cards, a new hat, and a new scratch post! Marvin was over the moon!

Jamie got a doll of himself (A little creepy, but okay), a new bowler hat, a new vest, and a snoopy tie! It was so cute! Shawn eventually walked out to the bedroom, and opened up his presents. He got facepaint, a train set, a keurig machine, and a drawing book.

After they all opened presents, everyone pitched in on making a christmas morning breakfast of eggs, pancakes, bacon and sausages. They were all quite pleased with how everything turned out! Even Jackie took a piece of bacon before setting off for his shift. Speaking of Jackie:

Jackyboy Man later came home around 1:00. Thanks to his work ethic and pressure to always be available, Jackie had to work this Christmas. Sadly, days off didn’t really come to Jackie very often. But, Jackie opened his presents a little later when he got home. He received a spider man Miles Morales suit, a DVD copy of Spider Man: Into the Spider Verse and a Nintendo switch with Super Mario Kart 8 on it!

Robbie was helping Chase, Shawn and Jamie clean out the basement.

“And this was where I found Robbie! Downstairs, sleeping under blankets.” Chase told him.

“Really? Awww, was this your little cubby?” Shawn asked.

Robbie crawled up to it and snuggled under the covers. “Oh! My hair was snowing!” Robbit said with a laugh.

Chase laughed as well. “Oh my god, you would not BELIEVE how much dandruff that kid had! He hadn’t showered in 3 weeks when I found him!” He laughed.

Shawn let out a gag while Jamie waved his hand around his face to ‘wipe away the stench’. Chase laughed harder at Jamie’s reaction.

“He was surprisingly not that bad.” Chase told them.

‘Really?’ Jamie reacted.

“Really!” Chase replied. “He smelt a little, but it wasn’t terrible. I only realized what I was smelling when Robbie had hugged me.” Chase told him.

“HAhahaha! No you didn’t!” Robbie reacted.

“Yes I did!” Chase replied.

“Liar!” Robbie said with a laugh.

“Am not!” Chase reacted.

Jamie chuckled and covered his face with his hand. Shawn was giggling quietly too.

“What? What’s so funny?!” Chase asked.

Jamie pointed at Chase.

“Oh I’m the funny one?” Chase asked. “Oh...Oh I see…” Chase leaned over to Robbie. “Hey Robbie...Go get em!” Chase ordered.

Robbie took off running and squealed as he landed right on Jamie’s body. “TACKLE HUG!” Robbie shouted, hugging Jamie tightly.

Jamie let down his guard and hugged him.

“Aaaaand tickle tickle tickle tickle tickle!” Robbie started tickling Jamie’s sides, ribs and belly.

This ended up getting lots of reactions from the quiet Jamie! Quiet laughter, quiet giggles, and hiccups of all kinds! It was such a hilarious sight!

“Kitchy kitchy koo! Who’s a ticklish Jamie? Who’s a ticklish Jamie? It’s you! You, I say!” Robbie teased.

Jamie’s belly was filling with butterflies. When did Robbie get so good at this?!

‘STOP!’ Jamie signed.

“Aww, but do you really want me to stop? Or are you just signing that instinctively?” Robbie asked.

Now when the heck did Robbie learn that big word?! And WHEN DID HE LEARN HOW TO PRONOUNCE IT PROPERLY?!

‘HELP!’ Jamie signed desperately.

“Sorry Jamie! I’m a bit busy right now.” Chase told him.

Jamie flipped off Chase.

“HEY! Not in front of the kid!” Chase warned.

‘Sorry!’

“Save your sorry for later.” Chase ordered.

“BLANKET BOY MAN TO THE RESCUE!” Shawn yelled, cheering as he ran, tackling the kid down with a blanket attached to his neck. “I gotcha, ya little troublemaker!” Shawn teased.

“Nooooo!” Robbie giggled.

“Yeeeesss! A tickytickytickytickyticky!” Shawn teased as he tickled Robbie’s vulnerable feet.

“NUUUUhuhuhuhuhuhu!” Robbie laughed.

“Laugh, my Robbie! Laugh under my glorious fingers!” Shawn teased evilly.

“EHEHEHEVIHIHIHIL!” Robbie laughed.

“Oh I know!” Shawn replied.

Robbie laughed and giggled for a little while longer before Shawn was told to stop so they could continue cleaning. Shawn sighed and finally stopped, before helping Robbie up onto his feet.

“Thank you Shawny boy!” Robbie declared.

“Shawny boy, huh?” Shawn asked.

“YES!” Robbie shouted.

“Fine...I guess you can call me Shawny boy.” Shawn agreed.

At one point, Robbie came across a box with a metal lever. “Ooooh…” Robbie muttered.

Robbie turned the lever and listened to the melody that played out of it.

The melody that played from it, was...almost beautiful! Heartwarming...Soft...It sounded catchy...and cartoonish. It sounded like a little cartoon theme song.

“Where...Where did you find that?” Shawn asked behind him, walking up to Robbie with his hands out to grab the music box.

“I found it in a box.” Robbie told him.

Shawn waited for the song to loop around...and when it did, Shawn started to sing the lyrics to the melody that he recognized so easily…

“♫Bendy was a lil devil thing Who was brought to life on the silver screen Used to make em chuckle now he makes em scream It’s bendy and the devil swing♫

Shawn smiled as he knelt down to Robbie’s level to sing the song.

“♫Dreams do come true I was deceived by Joey Drew and now I’m coming after you… Who’s laughing now You thought that you could cut me out? But now the ink is pouring down…♫”

Robbie giggled as he watched the mysterious man open up about his past.

♫Dreams do come true I was deceived by Joey Drew and now I’m coming after you… Who’s laughing now You thought that you could cut me out? But now the ink is pouring down…♫”

Shawn giggled next and stopped singing as the song looped.

“You sing really well!” Robbie told him.

“Thank you kid.” Shawn replied.

Robbie pushed the box of stuff over to Shawn to look inside.

Shawn opened the box and looked inside while Robbie sang the song to the best of his ability despite not knowing the words:

“♫Bendy was a little devil thing, who would come to life on the silver screen, used to make him chuckle now he makes him scream, it’s bendy and the devil swing♫”

Shawn opened up some of his old clothes, and smiled as he remembered the olden days when he used to make toys for Joey Drew Studios. Shawn pulled out a plushy, and walked up to Robbie. “Hey Robbie...I think you’re gonna like this.”

Robbie turned around and looked at the plushy. “Ooooh!”

“This is Bendy the little devil.”

“Bendy the lil devil thing!” Robbie reacted.

Shawn laughed at that. “Yes...Indeed.” Shawn handed the devil creature to Robbie and let him play with it.

Chase looked at the plush and back at Shawn. “Did...Did you used to make those?” Chase asked.

“Yes...Back in the day, I used to make dolls for the studio. I still sometimes make the toys to occupy my time…” Shawn told him.

“Wow…” Chase reacted. “What happened?”

Shawn’s memories haunted him...flashbacks of ink, screaming and axes filled his mind. Shawn shook his head. “It’s a long story…” Shawn told him.

Chase nodded and decided not to push it. “Alright.”

“♫Bendy was a lil devil thing♫” Robbie sang.

Chase smiled and knelt down to Robbie. “Maybe we should keep that song to yourself for the time being.”

Shawn shook his head. “I don’t mind if he sings the song. It actually reminds me of the good ol’ days back at Joey’s studio.”

Chase tilted his head. “Joey?”

Robbie jumped up. “I was deceived by Joey Drew!” Robbie declared.

“Yup…” Shawn replied.

Shawn widened his eyes. “Joey Drew, your boss...deceived you? How?” Chase asked.

“Again...Long story.” Shawn replied.

Jamie was listening to the song and making the plushy wave at Robbie. Robbie was loving every second of it, and hugged Jamie in return.

Shawn looked at his hands and just for a moment...he flashed back to a time when his hands were covered in ink.

It took forever to try and get that ink off his hands. And yet, he feels like he’s still covered in the ink of his former coworkers. Even when the police got in contact with him...nothing really came of Joey Drew and his criminal antics. Then again, no one’s ever had ‘inked people to death’ on their record before. This was a new kind of criminal act...one that was prevented from reaching the public eye. No one knew about what he went through...and when he did tell people, no one took him seriously because it was never on the news. So...he remained a quiet man for the rest of his life.

“Shawn...Shawn!” someone called.

“Shawny boy?” Someone else called.

Shawn was kicked out of his trance and looked down at Robbie and over at Chase. “Are you alright?” Chase asked. “You look...off…” Chase told him.

“I’m sorry...I just need some ink-WATER! Water. I meant to say water.” Shawn told him.

Robbie ran up the stairs to get him a bottle, while Chase sat down with the man.

“Do you need a calm-down story?” Chase asked.

Shawn smiled and turned to him. “What kind of story?” He asked.

Chase smiled and pulled out a book.

“This book is called: Love you Forever, by Robert Munch.” Chase told him.

“Awww, I love this one!” Shawn reacted. “But are you sure you can read this one? Cause…” Shawn asked.

Shawn laughed a little. “Well...One way to find out!”

Robbie’s little footsteps could be heard coming down the stairs with a water bottle. “Here you go Shawny.” Robbie told him.

“Thanks kid!” Shawn replied and opened the bottle of water.

“Oooh! Story time!” Robbie declared.

Chase nodded and turned to the first page. “A mother held her new baby and very slowly rocked him back and forth, back and forth, back and forth. And while she held him, she sang: ♫I’ll love you forever, I’ll like you for always, As long as I’m living, My baby you’ll be.♫” Chase sang.

Robbie’s smile started to slowly drop as he realized where this story was gonna go…

Chase flipped the page. “The baby grew. He grew, and he grew and he grew. He grew until he was two years old, and he ran all around the house. He pulled all the books off the shelves. He pulled all the food out of the refridgerator, and he took his mother’s watch and flushed it down the toilet. Sometimes his mother would say: “This kid is driving me CRAZY!” ” Chase read.

Robbie seemed to laugh at that. Shawn giggled and elbowed Robbie in the side playfully. Robbie laughed and pushed at Shawn playfully.

Chase chuckled at this. “Boys please! I’m trying to read!” Chase joked.

“He started it!” Robbie argued.

“And you didn’t help, little munchkin.” Shawn reacted.

Chase cleared his throat extra loud.

The ‘kids’ both calmed down and focused on the story. Jamie was visibly laughing at them as he continued to clean the basement.

Chase smiled and continued to read.

“But at night time, when that two-year-old was quiet, she opened the door to his room, crawled across the floor, looked up over the side of the bed; and if he was really asleep she picked him up and rocked him back and forth, back and forth, back and forth. While she rocked him, she sang: ♫I’ll love you forever, I’ll like you for always, as long as I’m living, my baby you’ll be.♫” Chase sang.

“Red hair!” Robbie reacted.

Chase chuckled. “Yeah, he does have red hair!”

Chase continued to read through the beautiful story. In the story, the boy grew to be nine years old. He never wanted to come in for dinner, and never wanted to take a bath. She opted to sell him to a zoo! But she would still rock him to sleep at night…

And then he grew to be a teenager! He had strange friends, wore strange clothes and He listened to strange music. His mother believed she was in a zoo! And yet...she still rocked his big teenager to sleep at night…

“That teenager grew. He grew and he grew and he grew. He grew until he was a grown-up man. He left home and got a house across town.” Chase read.

Robbie was listening very carefully, waiting for the story to turn…

“But sometimes on dark nights the mother got into the her car and drove across town.” Chase read.

And that great big man would be rocked to sleep…

“Well, that mother, she got older. She got older and older and older. One day she called up her son and said “You’d better come see me because I’m very old and sick.” So her son went to see her.”

Chase could feel the tears welling up in his eyes.

“When he came in the door, she tried to sing the song. She sang: ♫I’ll love you forever, I’ll like you for always...♫ But she couldn’t finish because she was too old and sick.” Chase read.

Robbie looked down and hugged the Bendy doll tightly. Shawn noticed that Chase was starting to cry. So he got up, walked up to Chase, sat beside him and rubbed his back. “Did you need me to finish for you?”

“No...No I got this. I…” Chase hid his face behind the book and sobbed. “I just wish I could see my kids again…” Chase admitted.

Shawn hugged Chase tightly and rubbed his back gently. He started to read for Chase. “The son went to his mother. He picked her up and rocked her back and forth, back and forth, back and forth. And he sang the song. ♫I’ll love you forever, I’ll like you for always, as long as I’m living, my Mommy you’ll be.♫” Shawn read.

Chase smiled and handed the book to Shawn to finish. Robbie walked up to Shawn as well, and sat down beside him. He wrapped his arms around Shawn.

“When the son came home, he stood for a long time at the top of the stairs..” Shawn read.

Chase smiled while Robbie sobbed.

Wait…

Shawn turned to Robbie and hugged him tightly next. “Oh my gosh Robbie…” He rubbed his back and rested his chin on Robbie’s head.

“I miss her...I miss Mommy…” Robbie admitted.

Chase closed his eyes and started to silently cry a little harder for Robbie. He couldn’t imagine the pain he must go through…

Robbie sniffled and sobbed as Shawn got a better grip on the book. He wrapped one arm around Robbie, and let Chase cuddle him while he finished the book.

“Then he went into the room where his new baby daughter was sleeping. He picked her up and very slowly rocked her back and forth, back and forth, back and forth. And while he rocked her, he sang: ♫I’ll love you forever, I’ll like you for always, as long as I’m living, my baby you’ll be.♫”

Robbie smiled at the ending. “I want a baby.” Robbie admitted.

Chase smiled and laughed...his laughter grew louder and louder. “Ohoho my god…” he calmed down. “Yeah, having a baby’s great. But it’s so much work.” Chase told him. “Having an 8 year old child is so much nicer and so much more fun.” Chase told him.

Robbie brightened up. “Really?!”

Chase nodded as he wiped away his tears. “Yes! It’s so fun having an 8 year old around!”

Robbie beamed and ran to Chase to hug him as tightly as he possibly could. “Thank you for the story.” Robbie told him.

Chase chuckled. “You’re welcome.”

Shawn smiled. “Good book choice! I forgot how good this book is.” Shawn reacted.

Chase smiled and hugged Shawn too. “Hey Jamie. Do you want in on this action?” Chase asked.

Jamie laughed and ran up to get a hug of his own.

So much for cleaning the basement...