#switch!william

Henry and William had been busy almost all day, trying to put up Christmas decorations around the main room of Freddy Fazbear’s Pizzeria. William had been hanging up the lights against the wall, and around the front stage where the animatronics usually performed. Meanwhile, Henry was putting up the christmas tree and wrapping tinsel around it. 

“Hey Will?” Henry spoke up. 

“Hold on-” William climbed down the ladder and looked at him. “Yeah?” 

Henry handed him one side of the tinsel. “Can you throw this up with me?” Henry asked. 

William raised an eyebrow with a smirk. “Throw it up…Like rope?” He asked. 

“Yeah.” Henry held onto the other side. “If we gave it some extra motion, we might be able to get it higher.” He explained. 

William rolled his eyes with a laugh. “I could just grab the ladder, you know.” Will reminded him. 

“Well yeah, but…This is more fun.” Henry admitted. 

William sighed and readied his arm. “Fine.” He looked up at the tree. “One…Two…” 

“Three!” Henry and William threw the tinsel up to a tree branch, and watched as it miraculously landed on one of the high branches. The rest of the tinsel dangled down like a looping rope, leaving William with the rest of the tinsel. 

“Wow…” William looked down at the tinsel, and smiled. “I’m surprised that worked!” He reacted. 

Henry smirked and nudged his friend. “Now why would you doubt me?” He asked. 

William rolled his eyes and threw some more of the tinsel onto the tree. The tinsel landed on a slightly shorter branch, but still worked itself inside the branch enough to keep it secure. William smiled a little brighter and handed Henry another piece of the tinsel. “Care to help with the rest, tinsel master?” He asked. Henry laughed a little bit and grabbed the tinsel. “Okay.” He readied his hand. “One…Two-” 

“Whoa whoa-” William adjusted himself more. “Give me a minute to get ready first!” He reacted. 

“Oh come on, I thought you were ready!” Henry reacted. 

“Did I look ready?!” William asked. 

“Yeah!” Henry responded. 

William chuckled and adjusted himself one more time. “Alright, I’m ready.” 

“Okay. One…Two…Three!” Henry threw it up alongside William, and watched as the tinsel clipped slightly onto a tiny branch…only to fall down. “Fuck…” He muttered.

“One more time?” Will asked. 

Henry snickered. “What happened to Mr. ‘Grab the latter’ Afton?” Henry asked. 

“Oh, easy.” William fixed his hair and adjusted his arm. “You became a genius.” He responded. “On three.” William spoke up. 

“One…” Henry started. 

“Two…” William said next. “Three!” Henry yelled before throwing it up. William threw it up at the same time, allowing the tinsel to soar up to a branch. The tinsel landed onto a secure branch, allowing the rest of the tinsel to loop like the first one. 

“Perfect!” William declared. 

“You got into this quick.” Henry said with a smirk. “So what if I did?” Will asked. 

Henry put his hands up in defense. “Nothing, just…I’m enjoying the moment.” 

William smiled at him for a few moments, before looking down at his watch. “Okay. About 3 more hours until we gotta head home. Think we can get this humongous tree done before then?” He asked. 

Henry raised an eyebrow. “Depends on how fast you can put up the rest of the Christmas lights.” He mentioned. 

“What do you mean? I have them-” William started looking around the room, and quickly noticed only half the job was done. “...Oh. Right.” William cleared his throat and fixed his glasses. “I’ll get to it.” He responded. 

Henry chuckled and walked up to a box. “Good.” He opened the box and rummaged around in it for a moment. “Think fast:” Henry threw something at him, landing it right onto Will’s face. 

William grunted and took the red thing off his face. “What the hell, dude?” He looked down at the piece of cloth with white faux fur. It was a christmas hat…A rather old one, at that. 

“What? Not feeling festive enough?” Henry teased. 

William rolled his eyes and put it onto his head. “Didn’t know feeling festive meant hauling shit at people.” Will mentioned, adjusting the hat. As he pulled the back of the hat towards his neck, he felt something rip off the fabric. He brought his hand forward, raising an eyebrow at the clump of fake fur in his hand. “Where did you get this? It’s old as shit.” William asked. 

“My grandma donated a bunch of Christmas decorations. I tried to tell her the hats were rubbish, but she insisted they were “Just fiiiine!”.” Henry’s voice changed to a traditional Grandma voice when quoting her. 

William wheezed and bursted out laughing. “I’m sorry, your Grandma?!” William cackled. “Let me guess, let me guess: She made it while your Grandpa was fighting in the battle of Narvik.” He joked. 

Henry raised his eyebrows. Did he seriously just make that joke?! “I-” He paused for a moment. “So what if she did?! At least my grandpa didn’t try to be buddy-buddy with Germany, of all places.” Henry shot back. 

“At least my ancestors actually won their battle.” William teased. 

Henry sighed and shook his head. “You’re a dick, you know that?” Henry muttered aloud. 

“Yeah, I know…” William chuckled. 

“You could stand to lose the attitude before the day’s over.” Henry warned him as he grabbed some ornaments. 

Will paused. “And you could stand to lose the grumpiness, Mr. Grinch.” William shot back with a smirk as he picked up more lights. “Right back at ya, Mr. Scrooge.” Henry shot back. 

William chuckled and put on his best Mr. Scrooge impression. “BaH hUmBuG!” He said in a growly voice. “The story would be so much different if I was Scrooge.” William joked. 

“Yeah. forget the Ghosts of Christmas Past, Present and Future.” Henry mentioned. “You’d have the Ghosts of Christmas Pest, Christmas Coal, and Christmas Failure.” Henry muttered. 

William turned to him with shock. “Jeeesus, Henry! Who ruined your Christmas last night?!” Henry asked. 

“Hmmmm…” Henry smirked as he put more ornaments onto the tree. “I wonder…” He kept saying. He reached his arms high, to try and hang more ornaments. 

…Only for Henry to feel something poke his side. Henry yelped and pulled his arms down, dropping the ornaments in the process. 

“Whoops!” Someone caught the falling ornaments and chuckled, waving them towards him. “My bad! I forgot how ticklish you are!” William reacted, clearly faking his sympathetic tone. 

Henry rolled his eyes and crossed his arms. “Was that really necessary?” He asked. 

“I mean, you did call me Scrooge.” William mentioned. 

Henry chuckled. “Last I checked, Scrooge doesn’t tickle people.” Henry tried to take the ornaments. 

“Nooo…” William put them back into the decoration box. “But last I checked, he does get his Christmas spirit back.” William teased, before poking his side. 

“Will, don’t!” Henry warned. “I’m working.” 

“Oh, NOW look who’s being a grumpy ol’ scrooge?” William teased. 

“Are you even done hanging the li-” Henry looked around, and widened his eyes as he saw the lights hung up perfectly around the pizzeria. They’d only been working for 10 minutes! And Will’s already done?! “How in the hell did-” 

“Boop!” William poked his side again. 

“aAH-!” Henry grabbed his sides and glared at Will, who was now laughing at him. “Why?!” 

“Cause it’s funny!” William reacted. 

“Quit being a dick!” Henry yelled at him. 

Will slowly walked closer to his friend. “I’ll quit being a dick…” He stood 2 feet away from Henry’s face. “The moment YOU…” He grabbed his shoulder. “-Stop being a grouch.” He scratched his fingers against his upper ribs. 

Henry wheezed and doubled over, clenching his arm against his sides. “Duhude stop!” Henry tried to push him away…But William only took advantage of it and tickled both his lower sides. “AahaHAHA!” He jumped and backed up slightly. “Ssstahap- Wihihill stahap!” It had only been a few seconds, and Henry was already struggling to stay on his feet. 

“Are you done being a grumpy ol’ grouch now?” Will asked him. 

Henry’s body veered to the left to try and get out of his grip. “Hehehe- Yehes! Yehehes!” Henry responded.

“Good.” William smiled and brought his arms back. 

Henry took in a few breaths and cleared his throat before staring at Will. “Why tickling, of all things?” 

Will chuckled. “Cause it works!” He responded. 

“Yeah…” He adjusted his shirt. “A little too well.” 

“Too well?” Will raised an eyebrow with a smirk. “What’s ‘too well’ supposed to mean?” He asked. 

Henry sighed and walked to the box. “You know what I mean.” 

William chuckled and walked to the decoration box as well. “Care to explain?” He asked, pulling out a couple ornaments. 

Henry grabbed some ornaments and put them onto the tree. “I don’t think I really need to.” He admitted. 

“Well, maybe not…” Will put up a couple ornaments. “But maybe I want you to?” 

Henry sighed and grabbed more ornaments. “Let’s just say…It’s kinda funny seeing how childish you can get.” He admitted with a small smile. 

William blinked with surprise for a moment…Before looking at Henry. “Really?” 

“Yeah. You almost never get childish or playful, unless it’s in front of your kids.” Henry admitted. “Your kids talk about it all the time.” He admitted. 

William raised his eyebrows. “I…” He stared at him. “Wait wait wait…” William crossed his hands with a shocked smirk. “Are you…jealous?” He asked. 

“Jealous? Or your kids?! No! I’m glad you’re playful with your kids!” Henry tried to explain. “But sometimes…” Henry chuckled and scratched the back of his head. “You’re too serious around me.” 

William snorted and chuckled. “Serious?” He clarified. 

“Well, yeah.” Henry admitted. “You rarely let loose.” 

William’s smirk was slowly building, the longer Henry tried to explain himself. “Uh huh…” He sing-songed. 

“You’re always acting mature and serious around me, only really cracking jokes.” Henry admitted. 

William snickered quietly as he let Henry dig his own grave further down. 

“Which- I like the jokes, they are really funny. But…” Henry tried to think of what else to say. “Uhhh…” 

“You want me…to be more playful?” William tried to sum up his words. 

“Well…Only if you want to, like I’m not gonna make you do anything you don’t want…mostly cause it’ll come off as forced and awkward if you do that…” Henry was still trying to beat around the bush. “But I mean-” Henry paused for a moment and covered his eyes with his hands. “I don’t know…I like when you’re playful, and I want to-” Henry squealed and jumped as he felt two pairs of fingers against his sides. 

“Sorry, what was that?” Will declared as he dug his fingers into his side. “Couldn’t hear that last part. Could you repeat it for me?” He asked playfully. 

“aAHAhahaha! Ihihi sahahaid- Ihihi wahahant to seehee it mohohohore-” He gasped and arched his back. “aAHA! NO-DON-DON-DON- WIHIHILL DOHOHOHON’T!” 

“Oh, I’m sorry! Were you talking?” Will teased. “My sincerest apologies!” Will moved his fingers up to his ribs. “Pleeease continue.” 

“IHIHIHI- IHIHI CAHAHAN’T!” Henry could feel his knees buckling under him. “IHI’MGONNAFAHALL-” 

William grunted as he caught his friend. “I gotcha.” Will spoke up. He gently laid Henry down to the ground and made sure he was okay. “You alright?” 

“Hehehe- Ihi’m fine.” Henry reassured him. “I’m good, don’t worry abohOHOHOHOUT IHIHIT!” Henry wheezed and squealed, kicking his legs slightly. “Goood, gooood.” He chuckled as his fingers slowly trailed up to his armpits. 

“HAHAhahaha! Hahahaha-” He snorted and squeaked, shaking his head. “Yohohohou’re bruhuhutahahal!” Henry reacted. 

William wheezed. “Whahat?!” He dug his nimble fingers into the spaces between the higher ribs.  “The hell do you mean ‘brutal’?!” William started poking his fingers between the third and fourth spaces of his ribs. “Isn’t this what you wanted?” Will asked. 

“YEHEHEHES!” Henry yelled, rolling onto his left. 

“Then what are you even complaining about?!” Will asked. 

“HAhaha-” He wheezed and somehow managed to curl himself up more. “KKkkkhahahahaha!” He laughed, kicking his feet slightly. 

“Oho, oh wait-” William pulled Henry onto his back and moved his hand up to his head. “Were you not expecting this, or something?” William asked him. 

“Ihihi dohon’t know whahat- WAHAHAIT- FAHACK!” Henry’s voice managed to go up a whole octave as he reached back for his neck.  “EEEHEEHEEK! NAT THEHERE! PLEEEHEEHEEHEEASE!” Henry snorted. 

William chuckled and went for his armpit with his other hand. 

Henry’s hands immediately fell down as he tried to cover up his armpits. “NAHAHAHA! YOU DIHIHIHICK!” He shouted. 

“Ohoho! I’m a dick now?!” William reacted. “Last I checked, you were all like ‘YoU’rE tOo SeRiOuS! YoU’rE nEvEr ChILdIsH aRoUnD mE!’” William used a silly high voice to represent Henry. “But now you’re calling me a dick for being childish! Make up your mind, dude!” William reacted. 

Henry was too busy snorting and laughing quite high-pitched to properly answer. 

“What? Did you have a moment of regret?” William asked, starting to laugh at himself. “Did you really think I’d just drop it?! I’ve wanted to be playful with you for ages now! But I was too nervous, because of how serious YOU are!” William admitted. 

Henry was still squealing and giggling, kicking his feet somewhat wildly by this point. “WIHIHIHILL PLEEEHEHEHEHEEEASE!” He started begging. 

Will chuckled and stopped tickling him. “Alright, alright. There you go. You can breathe now.” He told him. 

Henry took in several breaths and rubbed the back of his neck. Giggles would sometimes come out as he tried to breathe, rendering his breathing somewhat useless. 

William was staring at Henry as he tried to recover. “Is that what you wanted?” He asked. “Or was that a little too much for Mr. Giggles over here?” He asked next. 

William was expecting a half-ass comment or a couple more giggles from his friend. If anything, he wasn’t expecting much of a response at all! Henry was still trying to make up for the loss of oxygen during the tickle fight. 

But what he did NOT expect…Was to be pulled down to the ground by him. 

“Lihisten here, Will.” Henry warned him. “You’re playful as shit…I’ll give you that.” He told him. “But don’t think for a second…that you’re getting out of this without getting anything back.” He warned. 

William smirked and crossed his arms. “Alright, fine. Try me.” He responded. 

“Gladly.” Henry declared. Eager to get him cackling, Henry immediately went for his hips, catching William off guard. 

“Wahait- WHAHAHAT?!” William wheezed and snorted, cackling almost immediately. “FUHUHUCK! HOHOHOW-” 

“Oh right: How did I know?” Henry asked. “Well…Let’s just say, Michael sucks at keeping secrets.” Henry declared. 

“SHIHIHIHIT!” William’s confidence had been thrown right out the window the moment Michael was mentioned. Dammit! Why did Michael have to sell him out like that?! 

“Elizabeth~” A male’s voice called playfully. 

Elizabeth widened her eyes and tapped her feet. 

“Where are youuuu~” the voice called in a sly tone. 

The little girl giggled into her hand as she attempted to hide further behind the couch. Though with how far she was behind the couch, it was really hard to hide more. 

“I can hear your giggles, Lizzy~” The voice told her. 

The little girl quietly gasped and covered her mouth. Uh oh…Dad can hear me?! What should I do?! 

“I’ll find you soooon~...Just you wait, Lizzy~” The voice said. 

Elizabeth couldn’t keep it together no matter what she did. Her giggles began to grow louder. 

“I heeeear youuu~” The voice got closer. “I hear your little giggles~” His voice became even more close. 

Elizabeth closed her eyes tightly as she gripped her mouth. She was going to get caught…She could feel it! 

“Aaaaaand-” She heard his knees fall onto the couch. “GOTCHA!” He declared, looking at her from the top of the hiding place. 

“EEEEEEK!” Elizabeth shrieked. 

“Get up here!” The man picked her up under her arms and pulled her out from the back of the couch. 

“EEEEEK! DADDY!” She shouted with a laugh. 

“I’ve got a scrumptious little girl on my hands!” The father changed his voice into something more innocent and playful. “Whatever shall I tickle first?” He asked playfully. 

Elizabeth giggled and wiggled around in her father’s grip. 

“How about these delicious ribs of yours?” He took in a big breath and started devilishly ‘nibbling’ on her ribs. “Om nom nom nom nom.” He made silly noises as he ‘nibbled’ on her ribs. 

“BAHAHAhahahaha! Dahahahaddyyyhyhyhyy!” Elizabeth yelled out. 

“Who’s this ‘Daddy’ you speak of?” The person asked. 

“Yohohohou! Yohohou’re my dahahad!” Elizabeth reacted. 

“I have never heard of a Dad before!” The man declared in the most genuine tone he could. “The only person I’ve heard of…is the TICKLE MONSTER!” He bellowed before gently shoving his face into her ribs all over again. “Om nom nom nom nom! Om nom nom nom nom nom!” He nibbled. 

“EEEEEHEEEHEEHEEHEEK!” Elizabeth squealed and giggled rather gleefully. 

“And what about this little belly right here?” The father poked and gently squeezed her belly, earning him a couple squeaks and giggles. “Shall this be my special little dessert?” He asked next. 

“Nohohohoho!” Liz replied with a giddy little smile on her face. 

“Nooooo?” The father imitated. “But whyyyyy?” He asked in a whiny voice. 

“Behehehecause nohohoho!” She replied rather proudly. 

The father gasped and dropped his jaw, looking at her with the most surprised, yet sassy look on his face. “Now that’s just hurtful! Who has dinner without dessert?” He asked dramatically. ‘Yohohohou!” Elizabeth declared. 

“What?!” The man gasped. “Are you really saying…” He started to overly dramatize. “That I, the tickle monster, have to enjoy some ribs without getting a belly covered in raspberries for dessert?!” He asked. 

“Yeheheheheah!” Elizabeth declared. 

The father let out a dramatic huff of annoyance. “What is this nonsense?!” The man asked, still overreacting. 

Elizabeth bursted out in little giggles, loving every second of the playful teasing. 

“I’m sorry, my little Elizabeth. But this tickle monster just CAN’T live without some belly!” He reacted. “I suppose I’ll have to be a naughty tickle monster and disobey.” He lifted Elizabeth up bridal-style, took in a deep breath and unloaded a big raspberry onto her covered belly. “PPPPBBBBBFFFFFBBBBT!” 

“EEEEEEEEHEEEHEEHEHEEE!” Elizabeth shrieked and threw her head back with a long fit of laughter. She started pushing against her father’s face, but to no avail. “GAHAHAHAHAHA! DADDYYYHYHYHYYY!” She yelled. 

“I’m still confused as to what a ‘daddy’ is supposed to be. I’ve never been called that before.” The father declared. 

“Ahahaha dahaddy…” Elizabeth thought about it. “...is a man who loves me!” She declared. 

The man widened his eyes. “Well, I suppose you do have a point.” The man held his own chest. “I do really love you, Elizabeth.” 

“Daddies…are named William!” Elizabeth declared next. 

“Daddies are named William?!” He reacted excitedly. “That’s MY name!” He reacted. “Wait…that would mean…” The man gasped. “I’M A DAD!” He declared. 

“Yeah!” Elizabeth wrapped her arms around her father. “And I love you to the moon and back!” She declared. 

William smiled brightly. “Awwww…” He wrapped her arms around her as well, holding her as close as he possibly could. “I love you too, Elizabeth.” He told her. Elizabeth was always super good with words…Her little cheery voice was more than enough to make him break down in tears of joy. She knew exactly how to win over his heart. 

And right as he was getting ready to break the hug, he received a little peck on the cheek. “Okay. Your turn to hide!” She declared, poking his nose. 

“Oh?” William tilted his head. “You want ME to hide this time?” He asked.

“Yes please! I’ll count.” Elizabeth declared next. 

“Are you actually going to count to 20 this time?” He asked. “Or are you going to count to 10 normally, and then speed up your counting to 20?” William asked. 

“I won’t go faster this time!” Elizabeth told him. 

“Promise?” William triplechecked. 

“I promise!” Elizabeth replied, holding up a pinky finger. 

William grabbed her pinky finger with his own, making a pinky-swear with her. “Alright. I’m gonna go hide, and you count.” William told her, putting her down.

“Okay!” Elizabeth closed her eyes and started counting. “1…2…3…4…5…” Elizabeth kept going. “6…7…8…9…10…” She opened one eye as a smirk filled her face. 11…12, 13-14-15-” 

“I CAN HEAR THAT!” She heard from across the house. 

Elizabeth bursted out laughing. “Okay! I’ll do it right!” Elizabeth restarted from 10. “11…12…13…14…15…” Her smile widened slightly. “16-17-18-19-20!” She sped up. “Ready or not, here I come!” She started to walk forward through the door frame to the kitchen. “Where did you go?” Elizabeth asked, looking to her left and right. 

Right away, Liz tried to listen for her father’s shuffling sounds. Perhaps if he started moving his feet, then she may be able to follow it. She walked around the kitchen, checking the cabinets and under the sink. The funny part about her father was that he could fit in the tightest of places. It was really funny seeing him try to shove himself into the smaller spaces that she could fit with no problem. 

“Where are you, Daddy?” Elizabeth called. 

“In heeeeere~!” William sing-songed. 

Elizabeth turned to look the other way. “In where?” She asked with a giggle. 

“Under here!” He said rather loudly. “What?” Elizabeth ran to the sound. “Under where?” She asked. 

“HA! I made you say ‘underwear’!” Her father laughed. 

Elizabeth’s smile dropped into pure disappointment. He did NOT just do that…He did NOT just make her say ‘underwear’. “Har-dee-har-har, Dad…I heard that same joke when I was 4.” Elizabeth mumbled out loud. 

“Awww…But I liked that one! Are you really over that joke already?” William asked. 

“Yeah! I’m 9 years old now, Dad.” She told him. 

“Eeeeh…” William blew a raspberry with his tongue. “You’re no fun.” He mumbled. 

Elizabeth suddenly stopped the moment she saw a shadow peeking out from behind the island. “Am I?” Elizabeth asked, sneaking up to the island to scare her father. 

“You’re growing up too fast. How dare you.” The man told her. 

Elizabeth grabbed her Dad’s right side. “BOO!” She yelled. William let out a slightly exaggerated shriek. “HOLY SUGAR-” William pulled his hand against his side, and ended up falling over onto the ground. “Whoa!” William reacted. 

“I gotcha, Dad!” She cheered, wiggling her fingers menacingly. “Any last words?” She asked. 

William widened his eyes and stared at her daughter. “Does my title of ‘tickle monster’ still apply?” He asked. 

And that was William’s last words before being tickled nearly to tears by his little daughter. His cackles, laughter and occasional squeaks filled the kitchen for a good 10 minutes, before falling breathless. Truth be told, William was a little annoyed that Liz didn’t like those old ‘underwear’ jokes now…But this single moment taught him that even though Elizabeth may be growing out of some things…she will always take on that evil, scary tickle monster persona, just like her Mother does. 

William and Henry’s friendship was unlike any friendships between two males would really look like. It was more fun and silly, buddy-buddy if you will. They were opposites in a lot of ways, but they always found that silly, childish middle ground. 

And there was this one time when their childishness was on full display: 

One day, William had been working overtime…and no matter how many pre-punch out warnings Henry had gave him, the man just refused to pack up to go home. William had been sitting at his desk, working on paperwork with his black telephone right beside him. And Henry had already packed up his stuff, and was about to leave. He looked at William. “You realize it’s 10 after 5, right?” Henry asked. 

William looked at his watch, before sighing as he stared at his stack of papers. “I can’t go yet. I have to finish this.” William told him. 

“Come on! It’s quitting time. Don’t you wanna go home and see your kids?” Henry asked, poking his shoulder. “I do. But I also need to get a few more of these pages done before I go home. I’m slammed. So unless you wanna help me get these done on time, then leave me be.” He told him. 

Henry chuckled and pulled on something. “Good luck then.” He said before walking out of the room. 

William looked over at the telephone, expecting a phone call to get one more crucial detail so he could finish this top sheet. But looking at the telephone, something caught the corner of his eye:  something was missing. 

“What-” William looked towards the outlet. Where’s the cord? William looked towards the side of the telephone and verbally cursed. “Henry, have you seen the phone cord?” William asked, turning to look for him. “No! I don’t know what you’re talking about!” Henry replied casually. “The-the phone cord for the-” William looked at Henry and towards his hand.

“Oh! I’m sorry…” Henry waved the black thing in his hand. “Do you mean this little cord?” Henry asked with a smirk. 

“I-Henry…” William started to walk up to Henry, but watched as Henry stepped back at the same time with a growing smirk on his face. William’s face was slowly growing less and less amused. “Henry…” He muttered. 

“Whaaat?” Henry replied. 

“Give it to me, now.” William ordered, holding out his hand. 

“And risk you staying till 2am like last time?” Henry added. “Nah.” 

William made a fist and started to run up to him. “GIVE IT!” William yelled, jumping to tackle him down. 

But Henry dodged his tackle and ran a few steps away, laughing his head off at William’s faceplant against the floor, before taking off running down the hall. “COME AND GET IT, LOSER!” Henry shouted. 

William slapped the ground before getting up, and sprinting down the hall after him. “HENRY, THIS IS RIDICULOUS.” 

“I THINK YOUR MISSUS WOULD DISAGREE.” Henry teased over his shoulder. 

Henry sprinted into the security office and out the exit to the hallway on the other side. Then, he sprinted down that hallway back to the front. 

“HENRY I SWEAR TO GOD!” William was slowly catching up to Henry, and trying to think of how to trap him so he could get the cord back. 

“WE CAN RUN LAPS ALL DAY!” Henry yelled back. “AND YOU STILL WON’T GET THIS CORD BACK.” 

William eventually managed to trap him against a corner. Smirking now, William placed both his hands and feet against either side of the wall, to stop him from getting out. “You’re stuck now, cord thief.” William warned. 

“Am I, now?” Henry smirked as he put the cord around his neck like a scarf before starting to skitter his fingers on William’s armpits. 

William widened his eyes in horror. “aAAAH-” He yelled before squeezing them shut. “OHNO-” William blurted out, hissing as he brought his arms against his sides to cover up his armpits. 

“How long can Willy the crybaby handle being tickled?” Henry asked confidently. 

“H-HENRYHYHY-” William’s wobbly smile grew wider as he quickly lost control of himself. “DAHAHA! DAMMIHIHIHIT!” William laughed, finally dropping to his knees. “WAHAIT- *snort* HEHEHEHENRYYYY!” William laughed, even letting out a snort in between. 

Henry stopped tickling and quickly tried to escape. “aHA! SEE YA- AAH!” Henry yelped as he fell to the ground. 

“Hehehehe…” William chuckled lowly, holding Henry’s foot. Henry’s choice to escape would end up being a HUGE mistake. “I’ve got you now, little bastard.” William said with a devilish smirk on his face, tightening his grip on Henry’s ankle.

“W-William! Wait-” Henry reacted as he tried to kick William’s hand off his ankle with his other foot. “Let’s talk about this!” But William caught the bottom of the other shoe with his other hand. Instinctively, Henry pulled on his foot. “WAIT! LET GO!” Henry ordered, pulling and shaking his leg to get his foot out. 

But this would only end up wiggling his foot free of his shoe. His shoe would pop right off, leaving Henry’s socked foot out in the open. Henry froze in place for those few seconds. “......Uh oh…” 

William dropped the shoe and grabbed the socked foot all in one quick swoop. “Come here, you!” William pulled his foot underneath Will’s armpit and trapped the ankle in his armpit almost like a chokehold. Then, he started skittering his fingers on Henry’s vulnerable arch. 

“eeEEEHEHEHEHAHAhahahaha! WAHAHAhahahahait nohoHOHOHOhoho!” Henry yelled. “Lehehet me gohohohohoho!” He begged.  “Give me the goddamn phone cord then, smart aleck.” William ordered. 

“NOHOHO! NOHOT ON MYHY LIHIHIFE!” Henry yelled back. 

“Then suffer under the hands of the dreaded tickle monster, Henry.” William replied. “You wanted to play? You wanted me to stop working? Con-fucking-gratulations. You did just that.” William declared with a sarcastic, witty tone. 

“WOHOHORTH IHIHIT!” Henry yelled back. 

“Really? You want these tickles right now?” William asked. 

“IHIHI DIHIHIDN’T SAHAHAY THAHAT!” Henry yelled back. 

“You didn’t? Then enlighten me, oh smart one: What did you mean?” William asked as he moved his fingers down to his heel.

“IHIHI MEHEHEANT IHIhihit wahahas wohohohorth gehehetting you to stohohop wohohorking!” Henry replied, growing more giggly than before. 

“Well, you did succeed at that. But you still didn’t answer my other question: Do you want these tickles?” William asked, moving his fingers back to the arch again. 

“WhahahahAHAHAHAT?!” Henry reacted, squealing as the tickling doubled for him. 

“You heard me.” William replied. “Did you want to be tickled?” William asked as he moved his fingers up to the top sole of his foot. 

“WHOHOHO TOHOHOLD YOHOHOU THAHAT?!” Henry asked. 

William couldn’t help the laugh that left his mouth. “STILL not answering my goddamn question!” He reacted with a smile on his face. “Do you wanna be tickled?! Or do you want me to stop? It’s an easy question!” William asked him once again. 

“YEHEHEHESS!” Henry replied. 

“Oh my fucking- YES TO WHAT?!” William asked, growing slightly infuriated. 

“YEHEHEHES! JUHUHUHUST YEHEHES!” Henry yelled back. 

“You know what-” William stopped tickling and just dropped his foot to the ground. 

“Hehehehe- ohohowww!” Henry whined, grabbing his own foot and rubbing the tickles and the newfound pain away. “Yohohou suhuhuck.” Henry complained. 

William smirked and grabbed the telephone cord from around his neck. “Says the pillock.” William teased. 

Henry dropped his jaw. “I am NOT a pillock!” Henry reacted. 

“Oh, but you really are.” William replied. “Either that, or a knob.” William added. 

Henry narrowed his eyes at his mate and cracked his knuckles.

“Probably both, actually.” William added, pointing to Henry without looking at him. 

Suddenly, William felt his body get knocked down by Henry’s weight alone. “OW-” William looked behind him and saw the phone cord had fallen out of his hand, and onto the floor a good 10 feet away. “Come on-” He reached his arms out to try and reach the cord. “aaAAAH! HENRY!” William yelled as he brought his hands back against his chest and away from the cord. 

“What?!” Henry reacted, lifting up his one arm. “You seriously thought tickling me was NOT going to result in revenge?!” Henry asked. 

“I knew it would, but- eeEEP!” William clenched his teeth as he felt Henry’s fingers sneak even further into his bloody armpits. “Ididn’tknowitwouldhappensoQUICKLY!” William yelled, tugging on his arm. “LET ME GO!” William ordered. 

“But letting you go would mean I would have to watch you go back to the office and work till 2am again! And pretty much everyone knows that’s not healthy.” Henry told him as he kept tickling his vulnerable armpit.

“C-COHOHOME OHOHON! THIHIHIS IS UHUHUNFAHAHAHAHAIR!” William complained. 

“Do you realize how much of a baby you’re being right now?” Henry asked him. “Like, Charlie and Elizabeth would be able to handle this better than you. And you’re a grown man!” He reminded him. 

William grunted and tried to tickle him back. But because one of his arms was stuck in Henry’s grip, he wasn’t very successful. He managed to get a couple tickles in (which was better than nothing), but wasn’t really able to do much else due to being distracted by the ticklish feelings in his armpit. 

“Yohohou mahanaged to get me a bit there, so I give you credit where it’s due.” Henry reacted. 

William finally threw his head back and laughed hysterically as he went completely limp. “OHOHOKAHAHAHAY, YOHOHOU WIHIHIN!” William told him. He had just given up fighting at that point, due to growing really tired already from the mix of fighting and laughing. 

Henry raised an eyebrow. “Finally done your little fit?” he teased, noticing William’s change in his reactions. So, he decided to switch places. “Looks like a new tickle spot is in order.” Henry declared. 

William shook his head rather quickly for a man who had given up, and looked at Henry with subtle puppy eyes. “Plehehease. Ihihi neheed a breheheheak.” William told him. 

Henry smiled a bit as he gently tickled the side of his neck. “A break, huh?”

William snorted and curled his neck to try and stop the fingers, but to no avail. “Cohohome ohohohon, mahan! Ihihit’s uhuhunfahahair!” William complained. 

“Gosh, your wife would laugh if she knew what we were doing.” Henry reacted, stopping his fingers. 

William cleared his throat and huffed. “Ihi’m supposed to be getting a phone call.” William told him. 

“From who?” Henry asked, smirking as he started tickling his neck again.

“eeEEK! F-FROHohom thihihis Mihike guhuhuhuy.” William replied. “Thehe nehehew sehecurity guahahard.” William added. 

“Eeeh, that man can wait till morning.” Henry replied as he stopped his fingers. “You’ve got a family to go home to.”

William removed the co-owner’s hand from his neck and looked up at Henry. “Ihi guess…” William mumbled back. 

Henry raised an eyebrow at his reaction and smirked. “Don’t be talking shit about your family, Will.” Henry warned. 

“Ohor what?” He asked, sounding almost giddy or drunk. 

“Or I’ll tickle you even more.” Henry replied with confidence just dripping from his mouth. 

William narrowed his eyes for a moment before pushing Henry to the ground and staring at the tickler who was now below him. “You think you can tickle me and not get tickled back?” William asked. 

Henry smirked and pushed William back down to the ground, bringing himself on top in the process. “Yes, I do believe I can.” Henry replied as he squeezed Will’s sides. 

William squeaked and tried his best to grab his hands. “NO! Noho! Handsoffyoubig-” William widened his eyes and froze. 

Henry smirked at this. “What? Too scared to get me back now?” Henry asked all confidently. “Did I finally scare you into going home?” Henry asked next. 

William was staring at something behind him, shocked and horrified. 

“...What? Is someone behind-” Henry widened his eyes and quickly got off William the moment he saw someone there. “MICHAEL! Heeey!” Henry reacted. 

Michael raised an eyebrow at Henry. “...Hey…” He muttered before narrowing his eyes at his father. “Why are you still here?” Michael asked. 

“I’m…about to ask you almost the same thing.” William replied, getting up onto his feet. “It’s been 35 minutes, Dad. Mom wanted me to drive over to see what you were up to.” Michael told him. “And frankly, I’m glad I was the one who came. Cause I don’t think mom would be so patient with your actions right now.” Michael reacted. 

“Come on, Michael. It was just a bit of tickling.” Henry told him. 

“Of course. And there is just a family waiting for the both of you to head home.” Michael added. 

William got up and started to walk back up to the office with Michael. Henry turned around and looked at the telephone wire. Maybe this whole thing was a stupid idea after all…All this tomfoolery…just for 35 minutes and no more work done. Henry headed into the office and plugged the telephone wire back in, before grabbing his coat and bag off the floor. And the last thing he heard from the two of them, was this little bit of banter: 

“Also, can you drive? I forgot my wallet again.” 

“...And you drove over here without it?” 

“......Yeah.” 

Henry was cleaning up Freddy, trying to get rid of any toys and shoes that were stuck inside Freddy. How parents keep forgetting to bring their kids shoes home, has always been a mystery to him. And how Freddy keeps stealing the shoes behind everyone’s back, is a mystery to everyone. 

Henry put the last shoe into the lost and found bin. Then, he clicked the nose to close the doors to Freddy’s interior. 

“Looks like you are ready to go now, Freddy.” Henry said. 

Freddy looked down at him and opened his tooth-filled jaw, as if to smile at his shorter creator. 

Henry smiled and poked Toy Freddy’s chest. “My cuddly bear.” Henry said with a cute crooked smile. 

Freddy opened his arms wide, offering to hug his creator. Henry was taken aback by this. Was Freddy trying to hug him? 

“You…You want to hug me?” Henry asked.

Freddy tilted his head for a moment or two, almost as if he was thinking…then he straightened his head and nodded in response. 

Henry smiled widely and scratched the back of his head. He was not sure if he should actually hug him or not…He felt like it would not make a difference if he accepted or declined Freddy’s offer. Freddy is not conscious. So, Freddy should not feel hurt if Henry declined his offer. 

Henry finally decided to accept his offer and hug the bear. Henry opened up his arms and wrapped them around Freddy's large belly. Freddy was so big and so wide, that Henry’s arms wrapped only halfway around Freddy’s waist. Henry had built Freddy to have the body of an overweight father figure. Growing up with an overweight father figure of his own, Henry decided that overweight people were the most huggable. 

Henry had more proof as to why overweight people were more huggable. William was a prime example of how awkward and slightly uncomfortable bony people are when hugged. When hugging the co-owner, it’s like hugging a plastic skeleton with only a blanket for softness. As much as he loves William, Henry would prefer that William gained a little bit more weight, so that he was more comfortable to hug. 

One of Freddy’s arms wrapped around Henry tightly…while the other arm patted Henry’s back. 

“Awww…Look at how cute you two are!” Someone behind him reacted happily. 

Henry yelped and looked over to the right of him. Who’s there?!

It was William…with a video camera…

Henry groaned and hid his face in Freddy’s stomach. “Shut up…” Henry muttered. 

“Why? It’s really cute. You have such a fun little bond with inanimate objects.” William reacted. 

“You act like Freddy is just a dresser to you.” Henry mentioned. 

“Well yeah…he kind of is. He opens, he closes, he steals random kids belongings, storing them inside till they’re found and put into the lost and found bin-” 

Henry scoffed and flipped off William. 

William chuckled back and flipped off Henry right back. 

Then, the robot did something that surprised both of them: 

Freddy raised up his own hand, lowered his first and third finger, and brought his thumb in. He was currently using his robotic hand to flip off William. 

Henry bursted out laughing and covered his mouth as he laughed, while William was staring at Freddy with shock and horror. “How did-” 

“OHOHO MYHY GAHAHAD, THAT’S HILARIOUS!” 

“How did he know to do that?!” William asked.

Henry shrugged his shoulders. “Ihi have no idea!” Henry admitted. 

“You had to have programmed him to do that…” William mentioned. “He’s a robot. He should only be relying on what’s been programmed into him.” William added. 

Henry threw up his hands with a wide smile. “I don’t know how he knows that! I didn’t teach him how to do that!” Henry reacted. 

“Then who did?!” William asked. 

“I don’t know!” Henry argued. 

William groaned. “Well…take out that program. We do NOT need kids imitating that hand symbol.” William ordered. 

Henry looked at Freddy, for just a moment…

And while Henry was thinking, William headed to his office. 

When his whole idea came together, Henry got straight to work. 

Henry ran to Freddy and opened him up. He grabbed the USB drive from inside Freddy, headed to the computer, and inserted the USB Drive into the computer. With everything booted up, Henry started programming. From actions to voice responses, Henry programmed everything needed for his little plan. Henry programmed for a few more minutes before moving all the new codes into the USB Drive. When it was ready, Henry plugged the USB Drive into Freddy, and watched as the information uploaded to Freddy. Soon, Freddy turned on, and looked down at Henry. 

“Ladies and gentlemen! Welcome to Freddy Fazbear’s Pizza! I’m Freddy Fazbear, and this is my band! We are delighted to have you all here-” 

“Cancel.” Henry ordered. 

“-the show! We-...” Freddy shut its jaw and looked at Henry for further commands. 

Henry smiled and started walking to the hallway. Freddy followed behind him, and watched carefully as Henry headed to William’s office. He opened the door to William’s office with a smirk. 

“Henry, don’t you know how to knock?!” William asked, holding several papers and a pen in his hands. 

“Operation Tickle Monster.” Henry ordered with a big smirk on his face. 

William widened his eyes at Henry and looked at Freddy with slight fear. “What did you-” 

Freddy’s eyes went yellow as he started stomping up to William. William screeched and ran to the corner of the room, trying to get as far away from the bear as possible. 

Freddy got closer to William and reached his arms out. “OPERATION TICKLE MONSTER. OPERATION TICKLE MONSTER. OPERATION TICKLE MONSTER. OPERATION TICKLE MONSTER.” Freddy kept repeating.

“NO! Stay away from me! PLEASE!” William ordered. “HENRY! MAKE HIM STOP!” William pleaded. 

“Sorry, William…” Henry said with an evil smile on his face as he turned to close the door. 

All Henry could hear through the closed door was William’s screams and protests…

Then, laughter started to echo out of the room, and straight into Henry’s power hungry ears. Henry smiled more as he heard the endless laughter and protests. 

“HEHEHEHELP! FREHEHEDDY STAHAHAHAP! LEHEHET MEHE GOOOOHOHO!” William shouted. 

“Uhh…Is everything okay in there?” Someone asked beside him. 

Henry turned to look at the person, not jumpscared this time by their voice. It was Scott. 

“Yeah, everything’s fine.” Henry replied. 

Scott listened for a couple more minutes. “Is…Is William laughing?!” Scott asked in surprise.

Henry chuckled. “Yyyyup.” Henry replied, popping the p.   

“Oh…I don’t think I’ve ever heard Mr. Afton laugh so hard.” Scott admitted. 

Henry smiled. “Yeah…not a lot of people know, but William is actually super ticklish. Like, it’s crazy how ticklish he is.” Henry told him.

“Oh…” Scott muttered. He slowly started to smile. “Is that what’s happening right now?” Scott asked. 

Henry opened the door. “Do you wanna see for yourself?” Henry offered. 

Scott smiled brightly and peeked into the room. He widened his eyes as he saw Freddy Fazbear holding William upside down, and tickling William’s exposed belly button with a pencil.

“HAHAHAhahahahAHAHAHA! IHIHIHIHI-” William widened his eyes and screeched as he realized he was now being watched. “SCOHOHOHOTT?!” William reacted. “WHAHAHAT ARE YOHOU DOHOHOING HEHEHERE?!” William asked. 

“Oh nothing…just admiring my boss.” Scott teased. 

William felt his cheeks turn bright red upon hearing Scott’s words.  

Henry frowned slightly and narrowed his eyes at Scott. “Maybe don’t say it like that…” Henry warned. “That sounded…weirdly sexual.” 

Scott widened his eyes in surprise. Then, he hung his head awkwardly and scratched the back of his head in pure embarrassment. “S-Sorry…” Scott muttered. 

Henry shrugged his shoulders. “It’s fine. Knowing you, you probably didn’t even realize how sexual that sounded.” Henry added. 

“SHUHUHUT UHUHUP, HEHEHENRYYYY!” William shouted at him. 

Henry tsked. “I’ll shut up when you shut up.” Henry argued back with a smirk. 

William snorted and threw his head back with more laughter, as Freddy started skittering his big, fat fingers on William’s ab muscles. He wiggled around and tried to push Freddy’s hands off him. But it was no use. Freddy was way too overpowering. 

Scott tilted his head. “Hey Mr. Emily?” Scott asked. 

“Yes, Scott?” Henry replied. 

“When did Freddy learn to tickle people?” Scott asked. 

Henry laughed as he crossed his arms. “Since about 5-10 minutes ago.” Henry replied. 

Scott blinked in surprise. “...and how long did it take you to program that?” Scott asked. 

It didn’t take long. I know most of the basic coding language by now. Though occasionally, I do have had to open up my coding book...” Henry added. 

“C, I’m guessing?” Scott asked. 

Henry smiled. “Yup.” He replied. “I use C for my animatronics.” 

Scott nodded. “Alright.” 

Scott and Henry watched William get tickled for a little longer. 

“PLEHEHEHEASE! IHIHI CAHAHAHAN’T TAHAHAKE IHIHIHIT!” William pleaded. “HEHEHEHEHELP!” 

Scott frowned slightly as he looked down at his watch. It had already been 10 minutes. Scott looked at his boss with slight. “Uh…Mr. Emily?” Scott asked. 

“Yes?” Henry replied. 

“When is Freddy programmed to stop tickling people?” Scott asked. 

Henry thought for a moment. “Well…Freddy was programmed to tickle every spot for 8 minutes each. And there are about 10 different tickle spots on the human body.” Henry told him. 

“whaaaAAAHAHAHAT?!” William shouted. “AHAHAHRE YOHOHOU SERIOHOHOHOUS?!” 

Scott looked at William, and noticed what tickle spot he was on. “And so this will be theee…” 

“-Third tickle spot. 7 more tickle spots to go.” Henry told him. 

Scott thought for a moment, and narrowed his eyes. “You said 8 minutes per spot…right?” Scott asked. Henry looked at Scott, as Scott thought more and counted the minutes in his head. He widened his eyes in horror. “You realize that means he’ll be tickled for more than an hour, right?” Scott mentioned to him. 

Henry’s smile slowly dropped as he slowly widened his eyes

…Crap…

Scott dropped his jaw. “Henry!!” Scott yelled. “Mr. Afton is NEVER going to last that long!” Scott yelled. 

Henry cleared his throat. “So my calculations were wrong.” Henry got out through his growing nerves. “N-Not to worry.” Henry said next. Though, he was not very convincing. 

“Henry…If you don’t have a fail safe, we’re going to have to call someone.” Scott warned. 

“Scott…” Henry slowly closed Scott’s phone. “Don’t worry. I have a way to cancel the command if it gets to be too much.” Henry told him. 

Scott narrowed his eyes. “You’d better…” Scott warned as he put his phone back into his pocket. 

Henry looked at William and Freddy…then to Scott out of the corner of his eye…then back to watching Freddy and William. He had a way to fix this…he really did. 

When William started to grow exhausted, Henry shut Freddy down completely. Okay…so maybe he didn’t really have a proper fail safe or a way to turn him off. But…he did have an idea of how to stop it. And that idea worked. Henry gave William some water, and pulled out the USB. He planned on tweaking Operation Tickle Monster so it had a proper fail safe. That way…he wouldn’t have to shut down Freddy again.

William was babysitting his only son, Michael. Michael had been running around for the last 8 minutes, just running circles around William.

“Play with me! Play with me! Play with me!” Michael begged.

“I’m tired, Michael.” William kept saying.

“Plaaaayyy!” He begged, shaking William’s knee around and bouncing in front of him.

“Play what?” William asked.

“Trucks!” Michael declared as he grabbed a bulldozer.

William sighed and smiled as he pushed the dump truck around.

“Beep beep!” Michael said.

William chuckled at that. “Beep beep indeed.”

“Look out!” Michael drove his bulldozer into the dump truck. “Crash!”

“Oh no! An explosion!” William reenacted a big explosion.

Michael laughed at this. “We need an abilance!” Michael said, grabbing the ambulance van and driving it up to the scene. “Save the sit sins!” Michael declared.

“Don’t you mean citizens?” William asked.

Michael frowned and blew raspberries with his tongue at him. William laughed at that. “Mature.”

“You’re ma-tre.” Michael muttered.

“Oh, growing sassy now, are you?” William asked.

“Sassy lassy!” Michael declared proudly.

William laughed. “Sassy classy lassy!”

“Sassy lassy rassy!” Michael rhymed.

William laughed harder. “Rassy isn’t even a word!”

“Is now!” Michael replied.

“Is not.” William told him.

“Now it is.” Michael replied.

“But it’s really not…” William argued.

“Is now!” Michael argued back.

William roared at him and tickled his sides and belly.

Michael let out the most high-pitched, happy little laughter he had ever heard in his life! “DAHAHADDYHY!”

“Yes, ya little nut?” William replied.

“STAHAHAHAP! IHIHIHIT TIHIHICKLEHES!” Michael laughed.

“Oh no! What a horrible situation!” William teased.

Michael continued to laugh and squeak as his armpits were tickled next.

“EEEEHEHEHEHE! DADDYHYHYHYHYHY!” Michael laughed more.

“A little ticklish, Mikey?” William asked.

“NOHOHOHOHO!” Michael replied.

“Oh? Then what do you call this?” William started poking at Michael’s open belly button. This made Michael squeal even more!

“EEEEEEEEEE! DADDY! EEEEEHEHEHE! TIHIHIHICKLIHIHISH!” Michael laughed and squirmed under William’s light grip.

“What a ticklish little belly button! I oughta-” William leaned in and started ‘nibbling’ on Michael’s belly. This made Michael laugh his head off all squeakily.

“EEHEEEHEHEHEHEHE! AHAHAHAHAHAHA!” Michael laughed.

“Mmmm! That’s a tasty belly button!” William teased.

Eager to try and get his father back, Michael reached out to his Dad’s left foot and blew a raspberry it. “Now, Micha-AAAAAHAHAHAhahahahaha!”

William let go of Michael, which allowed Michael to get at his father’s foot more. “Kitchy kitchy koo Daddy!” He teased, tickling his foot more with his fingers this time. “HAhahahahahaha! Mihihihichahahael!” William giggled. “Nohohot fahahahair!” William told him.

“Unfair? How unfair? So unfair that you’ll get me after this?” Michael asked.

“YEHehehehehes!” William giggled.

“How about these teeny weeny tiny toesies?” Michael teased, pulling his toes back and tickling right under his toes.

William wheezed and pulled his foot back. “NOHOHOhoho!” William laughed.

“Awww…” Michael muttered. “I wanted to tickle for longer…”

“Well, you had your fun.” William told him. “Not yet!” Michael ran up to Willliam’s stomach and started tickling it. “More tickles for Daddy!”

William smiled and giggled at the tickles he was being given. It built just enough giggles up in his lungs to make them burst out with little resistance.

“Stahahahap ihihihit! Stahahahap ihihihi’m gohohonna pehehehee!” William laughed.

Michael laughed at the word pee. “You said pee!” He teased.

William groaned at that, but the groan was covered up with more giggles and laughs of his own. Michael loved hearing his Dad laugh like this. It made him happy knowing he could make his father happy with some simple finger skittering.

“Mihihihichaehehel! Plehehehehease!” William begged.

“Please? Please what?” He asked.

“Nohohoho mohohohore!” William laughed.

“Awww... Okay.” Michael agreed and stopped tickling him.

William’s giggles slowly started to die down as he laid there on the ground. “You...are getting really good at that.”

“Am I?!” He asked.

“Yes!” William replied.

Michael squealed and clapped his hands.

“Awww, you a happy Mikie?”

“I’M A HAPPY MIKIE!”

William laughed at this and picked up Michael. “WEEEEeee!” William spun Michael around with his arms extended outwards.

“WEEEEEEHEHEHEHEHEEEE!” Michael squealed.

William paused, and spun him around again. “WEEEeeeeEEEEEeeEEEE!”

Michael squeaked and laughed. “WEHEHEHEHEEHEHEEEE!”

William stopped and hugged Michael close. “I love you!”

Michael smiled and tickled his Dad’s neck. “I love you too!”

William squealed and giggled. “Stahahap…”

“No.” Michael tickled his Dad’s neck a little more.

“Stahahahap thahahahat, you ehehevil lil tihihickle monster!” William giggled.

“Tickle tickle tickle, Daddy! You’re ticklish everywhere!” Michael teased.

“Ahahaham nahahahat!” William argued.

“Are too, Will.” Someone said from over at the door.

William took a breath of relief as he realized the tickle monster’s mother was home.

“Hi sweetheart.” He said.

“Hello Will.” She replied, kissing him on the lips.

“Kissy kissy! Mwah mwah mwah!” Michael teased.

“Hey Michael! Wanna know where else your Daddy is ticklish?” She asked.

William widened his eyes and tried to run, but she had already grabbed his waist. “The hips!” William was pulled into a hug with fingers tickling his vulnerable hips. William SCREECHED like a parrot the moment his hips were tweaked and tickled. Michael watched with pure interest the moment his father was being tickled.

“He’s also ticklish on his belly button~”

She started poking his belly button, earning a squeal from William . “NAHAHAT THEHEHERE!”

“You two share this tickle spot! If tickle spots were genetic, then you definitely got your ticklish belly button from your father.” Mike’s mother teased.

William cackled and laughed as his belly button was continuously tickled. “And one more spot:” She tickled under William’s chin. “He’s ticklish on the chin.”

William giggled and pushed her hand away gently. “Ohohokahahahay, thahahat’s ehehenohough!”

She stopped tickling and hugged him instead. But then she winked at Michael. Michael started giggling quietly as he realized something was up.

“One last tickle spot for you, Michael:” She started tickling the muscles and tendons in his back. “His back is a jackpot of ticklish spots.” She told him.

“NOHOHOHOhohohohoho!” William laughed.

“Yes!” She replied, tickling his shoulders.

“NAHAHAHAhahahAHAHAHAHA!” William laughed his head off.

“There we go! There’s that crazy laughter.” She teased.

“IHIHIHIHIS NAHAHAHAT!” William argued.

“Is too!” She replied.

“NOHOHOHOHOT!” William argued again.

“TOO!” Michael declared.

“See? Even Michael agrees that your laughter sounds a little crazy!” She teased.

“IHihihihihit dohohohoesn’t!” William whined.

“I think it does. Michael thinks it does! You’re at a losing streak there, Willy.” She teased.

William groaned. “Dohohohohon’t cahahahall mehehehe Wihihihilly!” William ordered.

“Telling me what to do even as you’re being tickled?” She reacted.

“Where is Daddy ticklish, Mommy?” Michael asked.

“Michael: Your father is the most ticklish person on the planet.” She told him. “Anywhere you tickle, he will react. Alright?” She added.

Michael put his hand on his forehead in a salute. “Ey ey, Mom!”

She laughed at this and stopped tickling to actually give him a hug this time. William soon melted into the hug, almost confident she was done. And she was!...

William had just been tickled for a while by Henry Emily himself. He had been left heaving for breath, phantom tickles all over, and weak in the muscles. It was a long 40 minutes of tickles and breaks.

“Come on, William.” Henry picked him up by the arm and carried him over to the table nearby. “Let’s get calmed down.”

William groaned and smiled. “Hehehehe...Ohohokahay.” William replied.

“Mr. Gigglepants.” Henry joked.

“Veherry fuhuhunny.” William replied.

William was placed onto a chair and was given a glass of water. “Got a beer to go with it?” William asked.

Henry laughed. “Nope! Just water.” Henry told him.

William hummed and stuck his tongue out in slight annoyance. “Whatever.”

He picked up the water and started to drink it. But once he started, he couldn’t stop. It was like his body desperately needed the water.

“Hey hey hey careful!” Henry warned. “No need to chug it down immediately.” Henry told him.

William smiled and put the glass down with a smile and a dribble of water on his chin.

Henry laughed at this. “Just like a toddler. Even Charlie’s cleaner than you.” Henry told him.

William laughed at that. “She ain’t being tickled to a pulp!” William added.

“True, true.” Henry replied.

William looked around at the building they put together. “Look at this place...Can you believe we made this?” William asked.

“Is this the exhaustion talking? Or the regular old Will?” Henry asked.

“Prob’bly the tired Will…” William admitted.

Henry smiled. “Yup...We did in fact make all this.”

William smiled and looked at the animatronics. “And you made the coolest robots to ever run the world!” William added.

“Hell yeah, I did.” Henry told him.

“With your bare hands!” William added.

“Bare hands.” Henry told him. “Though, I wouldn’t have done it without you, Will.” Henry told him. “I’m no good with numbers.”

“I’ll say…” William muttered with a titter.

“Excuse me?!” Henry reacted.

William laughed. “What? It’s true!”

“Don’t make me tickle you again!” Henry warned.

William’s voice went high pitched. “NO! No! No. I’m fine. No...no more.” William ordered.

“Fine.” Henry replied.

William smiled and reached his hand out. “Hey...Can I have your glasses for a moment?” William asked.

“Noooo...You be careful buddy. You don’t want me to tickle you again, do you?” Henry asked.

“Come on! I just want your glasses for a second.” William told him.

“I’m not trusting your tricks.” Henry told him.

“Why not?” William asked.

“Cause I trusted them once, and look where that got me.” Henry replied.

“It was just a little fun. Besides: I won’t do that this time.” William told him.

“I...Why?!” Henry asked.

“Cause they’re cool-looking!” William told him. “My Mom used to say that I was in love with shiny things as a child.” William told him.

“Really?” Henry asked.

“Yes. And I still am to an extent.” William replied.

“Really now?” Henry reacted calmly.

“They’re gold.” William told him. “And gold was my favorite as a little tot.” William told him.

Henry sighed and looked down.

Then, he pulled off his glasses and handed them to William. “Just try not to break them.” Henry pleaded.

“Promise.” William replied.

William grabbed the glasses gently and handled them like they were the most fragile little things he’s ever had to handle.

“They’re so small!” William reacted softly.

“I know.” Henry replied.

“They’re so…” William put them on and giggled. “I can’t see far away!” William reacted.

Henry laughed. “Newsflash, genius: I’m nearsighted.” Henry replied.

“Ihi know that!” William reacted. “I’m not that stupid!”

“Ihihi never said you were!” Henry reacted. “A little concerning, but not stupid.” Henry added.

“You bet I’m concerning.” William smiled.

Henry chuckled. “Nohohow, you feeling better?” Henry asked.

“Yup! A whole lot better. Now I can commit revenge.” William told him before tickling his sides.

“HEhehehehey! Ohoho yohohohou!” Henry laughed and pushed him off. “Nohoho neheheed for revenge, is there?”

“There most certainly is!” William replied.

“But, why?” He asked.

“Because it’s fun!” he told him.

“Is it though?” Henry asked.

“Was it fun for you to tickle me?” William asked.

“Well, yeah! Because you’re really cute when you’re being tickled!” Henry told him.

“Right back at ya.” William responded.

“N-NO! Not true!” Henry whined.

“Very true!” William replied.

“Not true at all!” Henry whined.

“Quite true, actually.” William replied.

“Fine! Prove it!” Henry ordered.

William did just that! He proved it by tickling right behind his ears. Henry squealed and shook his head, giggling to his heart’s content. It was such a cute giggle too.

“NOhohohohoho! Ehehehehehe Wihihihill!” He giggled.

“Yes, my adorable partner?” William replied.

“Stahahahahahap!” Henry begged.

“Naaaah...Not happening. I still need to prove just how adorable you are!” William told him.

William continued to tickle both ears, and planted little tickly kisses on his neck. “Kitchy kitchy kitchy kitchy koo, Henry~”

Henry was a blushy, giggly mess. He could not stop giggling and blushing even if his life depended on it!

“Yohohohohou’re sohohohohohohoho weihihihihird!” Henry whined.

“I know that. You’ve told me a thousand times.” William mentioned.

“Yeheheheah, behehehecahahause yohohohou’re weihihihird!” Henry told him.

“Mmm hmmm…” William hummed slowly.

William started tickling his armpits to try and get him laughing a lot more. And BOY OH BOY, did that do the trick!

“AAAAHAHAHAHAHAHA NAHAHAHAHAHAHA! STAHAHAHAHAHAP!” Henry shouted suddenly.

“Now why on earth would I do that?” William asked.

“BEHEHEHECAHAHAUSE YOHOHOHOHOU LOHOHOHOVE MEHEHEHEHE!” Henry tried.

“That’s true...But I love you more because you’re ticklish. So I’m just gonna keep on tickling you because I like to and because you’re adorable.” William replied.

“IHIHIHI-” Henry squealed as his neck was tickled. “NUUUUHUHUHUHUHUHU!”

“Tell me that you’re adorable.” William told him.

“YOHOHOHOU’RE CUHUHUTEHEHER!” Henry fought.

“I said tell me YOU’RE cuter.” William reminded him.

“NEHEHEHEVEHEHER!” Henry replied.

“Fine. Then looks like I’m gonna be tickling you for a while.” William decided.

“NOHOHOHOHOHOHAHAHAHAHAHA!”

“Tell me you’re adorable, and I’ll stop this at once.” William promised.

“NEHEHEHEVEHEHEHER! YOHOHOU’RE CUHUHUTEHEHER!” Henry fought.

“Fine. I’ll just keep on going then.” William decided again, tickling his belly next.

“WWAAAAAAAHAHAHAHAHAHA!” Henry shrieked.

“WAAaaa?! WAAAAt WAAAs that?!” William asked.

“SHUHUHUT UHUHUHUP!” Henry ordered.

“N o p e! Not happening. Tell me that you’re the cutest man ever.” William ordered.

“NOHOHO!” Henry replied.

“Yes.” William told him. “Or more tickle tickle tickle tickles for you!” William mentioned.

“EEEEEEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHE! FIHIHIHINE!” Henry whined.

“Fine?” William asked.

“IHIHIHI AHAHADMIHIHIT IHIHIT! IHIHI’M CUHUHUHUTE!” Henry yelled.

“You really are.” William stopped tickling him and smiled as he grabbed Henry a water bottle. Now for some good ol’ fashioned aftercare.

William grumbled and woke up on a couch...Strange...He remembered being in a warehouse just the last night. William got up and shifted his rusty, metal joints. He got to his feet and looked around the house. Gosh...this place was so bland and...depressing. What a place…

Suddenly, some shifting sounds made William turn around to the kitchen area. There he was...his son...getting some food.

But...This wasn’t his son. Not by a long shot. It certainly didn’t look like it. He was too...rugged looking. And too purple...Wait...Why was he purple?!

“M-Michael?” He asked in his raspy voice.

The boy jumps a little. “Oh...Father...Sorry.” He cleared his throat and put a shirt onto himself. “Hello.” He greeted.

“Son...What happened?” He asked, concerned for his son’s state.

“Scooping room.” He told him. “A funny name for it…” He muttered to him, turning to face his father. “Why would you call it a scooping room? Elizabeth and I both wanna know.” Michael asked.

William looked at him with his dead eyes. “B-Because it’s the room where the scooper is.”

Michael chuckled. “Elizabeth said the same thing. But that wasn’t what I was asking…” He walked closer to him and into the light of the lamp in his room. “Why did you call it a scooper?”

“Because it was shaped like an ice cream scooper. And it’s used to scoop the metal parts out of the body of the animatronic.” William replied.

“Hm…” Michael walked around. “Did you intend for a human to fall into it?” Michael asked.

“No.”

Michael walked up and showed him the damage the scooper did on his body. “I’ve been slowly turning your favorite color ever since it happened. Your daughter decided to put me into the scooping room and tricked me into being scooped.” He explained.

William looked down, having realized what he did to her.

“This is your fault. This is ALL YOUR FAULT. WHY DID YOU MAKE THAT THING?!” He yelled.

“It was an easier way to remove the inner parts of the animatronic. It was not meant for humans. There were signs.”

“Elizabeth can only read so much, Dad.” Michael said. “She can’t read the word ‘maintenance’.” Michael told him.

William sighed. “Why did you bring me here?” William asked.

“Because I need answers. And you’re the only one who has them.” He explained.

William sighed and sat down. “I’m fine by the way.”

Michael laughed. “Fine? You’re far from fine, child killer.” Michael spat. “I’m surprised I even lived.”

“I am too.” William muttered.

“And you’re stuck in this wretched suit…” Michael grumbled. “It’s rusting and falling apart...How do you like it?” He asked.

“It’s fucking awful, Michael.” William replied.

“I’d bet.” Michael said with a smile. “Anyone would rather die than live like that.” Michael told him.

“Hm…I have plans for the future.” William told him.

“I bet it’s to rot in this suit forever…” Michael told him.

“Not quite.” William mentioned.

“Nevermind telling me. I don’t care enough to hear.” Michael replied.

“Fine.” William decided. “Didn’t wanna tell you anyway.”

Michael walked up to his father and looked closer at him. He scratched off a piece of rusted metal.

“Ow!” William growled.

Michael widened his eyes and was about to scratch another piece of rust off. But William’s hand grabbed him first. “Don’t even think about it. It feels like ripping fresh skin off.” William growled at him.

Michael smirked and started poking his side.

William grunted and jumped, grabbing his other hand. “Don’t even try.”

Michael smirked. “Still ticklish?” He asked.

“None of your business.” He spat.

“Lots of my business.” Michael slipped his hand out and started tickling his sides, belly, and rib areas.

Not expecting such a strong reaction, William doubled over and held his stomach to cover it. It was then that Michael tried the first spot he could think to tickle: His new ears.

William squeaked...Yes, squeaked...and shook him off. But Michael was quick and losing plenty enough weight to jump up and not be too heavy. Michael wrapped his legs around his father’s metal spine and tickled his ears some more. “Revenge! For all the tickle attacks you gave me over the years!”

“GAH! MICHAEL, QUIHIHIT THAT!” He ordered.

“Can’t order me around now, Dad! I’m a grown man!” Michael declared. “Tickle tickle!”

“Ihihihi’m gohohonna KIHIHIHILL YOHOHOHOU!” He fought.

“You really wanna kill your only living son? So sad…” He muttered as he tickled the lower ears more.

“AAAAAHAHAHAHAHA!” William doubled backwards and nearly fell onto his back.

“OHOHOHOHO YOHOHOHOU’RE GOHOHONNA GEHEHEHET IHIHIHIT!” William grabbed Michael’s foot and ripped the shoe off him.

“Hey HEY H E Y! LET GO!” He ordered.

“I don’t take orders. I’m a grown man.” He muttered out loud before tickling his foot with his bone fingers.

“AAhahahahahahaha! DAhahahahahad nohohohohoho!” Michael laughed, trying to tickle his ears more before he lost it with the laughter.

“Rehehevehehenge fohohohor kihihidnappihihihing mehehehe!” William fought.

“REHEHEHEVEHEHENGE FOHOHOR KIHIHIHILLIHIHING MY SIHIHISTEHEHER!” He yelled.

“IHIHI DIHIHIDN’T KIHIHILL HEHEHER!” William yelled through his laughter.

Michael quickly stopped. “Wait what?!” Michael reacted.

“I didn’t kill her. The...The scooper did.” William told him. “The scooper crushed her to death in Baby’s compartment.” William explained.

“Oh my gosh…” Michael couldn’t stop the tears from falling down his face. “It...It…”

William looked down. “I missed your sister...for a long time.”

“Michael frowned and hit him on the head. “You made that thing!” He yelled.

“I warned her to stay away!” William said as an excuse.

“YOU HAD PLANS FOR IT!” Michael shouted.

“FOR ENTERTAINMENT!” William argued.

“FOR KILLING!” Michael shouted.

“GET OFF MY BACK!” WIlliam shouted.

Michael punched his back and immediately regretted it. He pulled his hand back, and yelped in pain.

“OWowowow!” Michael yelled, holding his pain-stricken hand.

William growled and threw Michael to the ground like a wrestler. “I said get off!”

“I liked you better when you were laughing!” Michael yelled.

William widened his eyes and went silent. Those...were the same words he used when he met him the first time. Oh my gosh…

William sat down onto the ground in sadness. “What do you think of me? Of what I’ve done?” William asked.

“Do I not tell you enough?” Michael asked. “I think you’re awful.”

William nodded and got up. “I should go.”

“But…”

“No buts. Your life is better without me in it.” William told him.

“Wait…” Michael grabbed his hand.

William turned around, side-eyeing him.

“Why did you do it?” He asked.

William shook his head and pulled his hand out of Michael’s. “You wouldn’t understand.”

“I don’t care if I understand. I wanna understand you by asking: Why did you do it?” Michael asked.

If William could right now, he would be crying. That’s for sure.

William turned around to face him. “Because…”

“........Because...why?” Michael asked.

“Just because, alright? I can’t explain it!” William fought.

Michael growled and threw his hand away. “You’re such a coward.”

William lifted his head and stared deep into Michael’s broken eyes...with anger. “Goodbye, Michael.”

“Bye Dad…” Michael said back.

William walked out of the room and towards the door. Then...William stopped. He couldn’t bring himself to leave.

Not yet, anyway.

“Hey…” William turned around.

“Hm?” Michael hummed.

“Uh…” William walked up. “Did...you know that I’m not exactly straight?” William asked.

Michael turned to him. “You’re not?”

“I...I’m what they call ‘bisexual’. I like girls and guys.” William told him.

Michael hummed. “Did you like Henry?” Michael asked, referring to the bisexual thing.

William smiled a little and tapped his toes a few times on the spot. “Yes.”

Michael smiled. “Thanks for telling me.”

“He said my name! Daddy! He said my name!”

“O-Oh my! Did-did it just make a smooching noise? That’s so cute!”

“Can we pleeeaaaase get him?”

“*ahem* How much for a parrot?”

“$400.”

“$400?!”

“This Indian Ringneck is actually quite cheap compared to the average price which can be between $500 and $700.”

“I...Oh.”

Before he knew it, the parrot was in a take-home cage, saying bye to the pet shop workers as they left with their new friend: Dexter the parrot. It was already taught a name beforehand, and the kids seemed to love it! So, they kept it. The family took the time to set up the bird cage and the climbing items so the bird can fly around and join in the house drama.

It sure didn’t take long for the parrot to start picking up on words either! Dexter’s first word had been “Good morning!”, which he repeated to everyone in the house! It was really funny hearing Dexter pick up on certain repeated words. Sometimes, there were moments when Michael or Elizabeth would play peek-a-boo with Dexter!

“Peek-a-boo!” Michael cooed.

Dexter bobbed his head down, before popping it back! “Peekaboo!” Dexter said quickly.

“Yaaaay! He did it! Peekaboo!” Elizabeth cheered.

Dexter bobbed his head down and brought it back up again! “Peekaboo!” Dexter reacted.

Michael chuckled. “Yaay! Go Dexter!” he cheered.

At one point, Dexter had been watching William tickle little Chris. “Coochy coochy coo! A coochycoochycoo! A coochycoochycoochycoo!” William repeated over and over again. Chris was laughing happily and giggling at William’s silly words, while Dexter was studying his words very carefully.

The next morning, Chris ran down the stairs with his backpack. “Hi Dexter!” Chris greeted.

“Good morning!” Dexter replied.

“Hi!” Chris said again.

“Coochycoochycoo!” Dexter teased suddenly.

Chris bursted out laughing and pointed at the parrot. “HEHEHE TEHEHEASED MEHEHE!” Chris yelled.

Clara heard the whole exchange from the kitchen, and was giggling as well. It didn’t take long for William to come downstairs in his work shirt. “Hey William...I think Dexter may have learned your teasing method.” Clara warned him with a smirk. William’s eyes widened in horror before he turned to look at the bird on the table.

Dexter looked at William. “Hi Will!” He greeted.

“Hi Dexter!” William said back.

“Hi Dexter!” Dexter repeated.

“Yup, that’s what I said.” William replied.

Dexter let out a whistle. “Coochycoochycoo!” Dexter cooed.

William was taken back, while both his wife and his youngest were laughing themselves silly. “How dare!” William reacted, going closer to the parrot.

“Bye!” Dexter said back.

“Nope. I’m not leaving.” William let him know.

Dexter bobbed his head down, and looked back up. “Peekaboo!” Dexter exclaimed. William hung his head and held back a laugh. “Coochycoochycoo!” Dexter added.

“Hey now! No Coochy coochy coo.” William warned.

“Coochycoochycoo!” Dexter said back.

“What did I just say?” William asked.

“Coochycoochycoo!” Dexter repeated.

“NO coochy coochy coo!” William yelled at him.

“Coochycoochycoo!” Dexter repeated.

“Quit the teasing.” William ordered, pointing his finger at the bird.

Dexter looked at the index finger, before jumping his legs onto it and looking William in the eye. “Coochycoochycoo!”

Finally, William tapped out of the argument. Chris was laughing his head off, and his wife was giggling and shaking her head.

Ever since that little argument, William would sometimes get into ‘arguments’ with the parrot. As Dexter’s vocabulary got better and better, the arguments became more word-oriented and fleshed out. The arguments were still meaningless, but it was still fun to watch and laugh.

“I love you!” Dexter said.

“You love me?” William reacted.

“I love you!” Dexter repeated.

“How dare you love me.” William teased. Dexter jumped onto his shoulder and pecked his cheek, making a kissing sound. William smiled. “Shucks, Dexter! You’re making me blush!” William reacted.

“Coochycoochycoo!” Dexter cooed.

William sighed. “Aaaand we’re back to the teasing.” William muttered.

“Peekaboo!” Dexter said after.

“Peekaboo? Alright.” William covered his face with his hand, and uncovered it. “Peekaboo!” Dexter let out a laugh, that sounded a little like a witch. William wheezed and laughed at that. “What was THAT?!” He reacted. “Is that what your laugh sounds like?! It’s demonic!” William reacted.

Dexter bobbed his head down and lifted it back up again. “Peekaboo!” Dexter reacted.

William only giggled at that. “You’re so weird.”

“I love you!” Dexter repeated.

“I love you too, Dexter.” William replied, scratching under his chin.

A little bit later, Dexter managed to learn a few new sounds! The latest sound was like a snoring sound...Almost, to the point where Elizabeth wondered if Dexter had learned William’s snoring sound. But, William mentioned how short the sound was. Therefore: it couldn’t have been his snoring sound.

Things finally clicked when some of the family members started laughing together. Picking up on the social signal, Dexter started laughing in his witchy laugh as well! Usually in the middle of the laughing, Michael’s signature snorting would show up. This would end up putting the family into hysterics all over again! And then the moment Dexter heard that, he started making the short snore sound! Suddenly, everything made sense!

Michael covered his mouth in horror! “Oh no!” Michael whined. “He learned my snort!” Michael exclaimed. William and the family LOST it after that! Michael was absolutely embarrassed! Now whenever Dexter would laugh, he could snort exactly like Michael would in between laughs!

Speaking of Michael embarrassed, Dexter quickly learned that he could get the best reactions to his teasing out of Michael! Dexter would hang out on his shoulder and either just sit there and watch Micheal do homework, or he would talk to him in his own little way.

“Math time!” Dexter declared.

Michael laughed. “Dexter, this is english!” He reacted.

“Hi Michael!” Dexter greeted.

“Hi Dexter.” Michael replied, petting his head.

Dexter jumped down off his shoulder and stood on the corner of the table. Dexter bobbed his head down and lifted it back up. “Peekaboo!” Dexter declared.

“Not now. I’m busy.” Michael told him.

Dexter let out a chirp. “Time for work!” Dexter said.

“Yyyup. Time for homework.” Michael told him.

“Pleeeeaaaase?” Dexter asked, imitating Elizabeth’s whiny begs.

Michael chuckled. “Please what?” he asked.

“Math time!” Dexter repeated.

“This is english. No math time. I did my math already.” Michael told him.

Dexter hopped up to Michael’s cheek, pecked it with his beak and made a kissy noise. “I Love you!” Dexter said to him.

Michael smiled. “I love you too, Dexter.” He replied.

Dexter repeated his kiss. “I love you too!” Dexter repeated.

Michael started to blush a little. “I know you love me.” Michael replied.

Dexter gave him another cheek kiss. “Coochycoochycoo!” Dexter teased.

Michael whined and dropped his head into his writing arm. “Ihihi cahahan’t fohohocus!” Michael whined. Dexter let out a little laugh and a snort. That just made Michael’s face turn even more red. “Stahahap repeating my snort! I know it’s stupid! I don’t need a living record player repeating that for me!” Michael whined.

“Coochycoochycoo!” Dexter repeated.

Michael whined again and pushed him a little with his finger. “Staaahahap.” Michael whined.

“Coochycoochycoo!” Dexter said yet again.

“Moooom, Dexter’s teasing meee!” Michael whined.

William chuckled from the other room. “Can’t handle the coochycoochycoo’s?” William asked, walking out to the kitchen.

“Coochycoochycoo!” Dexter repeated.

“Dehehexteher, I swehehear!” Michael whined in slight agitation.

“Awww! Micey’s getting all flustered now!” William teased, walking up beside his son.

“NOhoho, Dahahad, don’t you dahahare!” Michael warned. “Ihihi’ll gehet you back!” Michael threatened.

“No you won’t.” William replied back. “Not if Dexter keeps up the teases.” William added as he started squeezing his sides.

“HEHEHEHAhahahaha! Dahahad nohohohoho!” Michael laughed, wrapping his arms around his sides and wiggling around in his seat.

“I think what you’re trying to say, is Dad YES!” William replied as he wiggled a finger in his belly button.

“NohohOHOHOHO! NAHAT MYHYHY BEHEHELLY BUHUHUTTOHOHON!” Michael shouted.

“Coochycoochycoo! Coochycoochycoo!” Dexter was repeating to Michael.

“Yeah, you tell him, Dexter. Coochy coochy coo! A coochy coochy coo!” William teased further.

“Coochycoochycoo!” Dexter repeated.

“STAHAHAP IHIHIHIT BOHOHOTH OHOF YOHOHOHOU!” Michael begged.

To make matters worse, William had grabbed Dexter and placed him on the top back of the chair. “There! Get his ear, Dexter! Tickle his ear!” William encouraged while holding his son back against the chair so he couldn’t move forward. Dexter started pecking at his ear and his neck, making Michael squeak and shake his head around.

“NOhohohoho! Stahahahap ihihihit Dehehexteheher!” Michael begged.

In reaction, Dexter laughed and imitated his snort. Hearing Dexter be such a teasy nut, made William laugh like there was no tomorrow.

“Hi Michael!” Dexter greeted.

“Stahahap tihihicklihing mehehe! Ihihihi hahahave hohohomewohohork!” Michael giggled at them both.

Dexter suddenly grew distracted. “Math time!” Dexter said.

“Yeah, I guess you’re right.” William said to Dexter.

“Ahagain, it’s ENGLISH!” Michael yelled at Dexter, getting right into his face.

Michael stared at Dexter with intense eyes. Dexter tilted his head to the side slightly, before leaning in…

“Mwah! Kisses!” Dexter declared. “I love you!” Dexter repeated.

Michael whined and smacked his head against the desk in defeat, while William just laughed at them.

One time, Henry had been visiting. Dexter had grown to LOVE Dexter, and surprisingly, vice versa as well! Dexter started adding the name ‘Henry’ to his vocabulary.

“Henry!” Dexter said, flying to the man and standing on his head. “Hi Henry!” Dexter greeted.

Henry laughed a little and tried not to move his head very much. “Hi Dexter!” Henry greeted back. William tapped onto the stair rack to show Dexter where to go. Catching onto the signal, Dexter flew there. “Okay. Come here, Dexter!” Henry encouraged the bird by showing his somewhat curled hand to land on. Without a second thought, Dexter flew to Henry and landed on his finger. “Hi little nerd!” Henry greeted, scratching under his chin.

“Hi Henry!” Dexter greeted.

“Awww...Of course you’re choosing the guest over us.” William complained a little.

“A little jealous?” Henry joked.

“No way, me?! Naaah.” William replied, keeping a confident front.

Henry laughed and allowed the kids to overwhelm him.

“Hi Uncle Henry!” Elizabeth greeted.

“Uncle Henryyyy!” Chris yelled.

“Hi Lizzie! Hi Chris!” Henry greeted.

“Come play with us!” Chris begged.

“Yeah! We’re playing tea party!” Elizabeth told him.

“No we’re not! We’re playing cowboys!” Chris whined.

“Tea Party!” Elizabeth fought.

“Cowboys! And Henry can be the horse!” Chris declared.

William widened his eyes. “Now wait a se-”

“Henry might not wanna be the horse!” Elizabeth interrupted. William waved his hand to Elizabeth, showing Chris she’s right. “You need to ask him first before you jump onto his back!” Elizabeth told Chris, recalling the same situation from when she was younger.

Chris turned to Henry with his famous puppy eyes. “Henry? Do you wanna be the horse?” Chris asked.

Henry giggled and shook his head. “I’d love to!” Henry replied.

William sighed and let a small smile grow onto his face. “How are you so patient with them?” William asked as he followed a child-surrounded Henry to the living room.

“I don’t know. I guess it’s just who I am.” Henry replied as he went into the crawling position. “Now, no kicking. Okay? Don’t kick me to get me to go, use your words.” Henry warned before he started playing the horse.

“Go horsey go!” Chris declared excitedly. Henry started crawling on his request. As he was crawling around and being the horse, Dexter flew to Elizabeth’s hand.

“MOOO!” Dexter declared.

Elizabeth turned her head to Dexter in pure confusion. “Whaaaaa?”

William bursted out laughing and doubled over, while Henry hung his head and giggled. “Thahat’s not the sound a horse makes, Dexter.” Henry told him.

Suddenly, Dexter made a car alarm sound! Henry lifted an eyebrow and looked up at William. William’s laughter had stopped, and he was now hiding his face in his hands. “I set off the car alarm one time...and Dexter catches on and starts imitating the sound.” William admitted.

“Wow! This bird’s amazing! He’s smart, yet dumb all at once!” Henry reacted.

William chuckled as Dexter flew up to him on the couch armrest. “Hi Dexter.” William greeted.

“Hi Dexter!” Dexter repeated.

“Mm hmm...That’s what I said.” William told him.

“Pleeeeaaaase?” Dexter asked.

“Please what?” William asked.

“Math time!” Dexter replied.

“Math is boring.” William told him.

“Pleeeeaaaase?” Dexter pleaded.

“No math. No homework. It’s playtime.” William told Dexter.

“Mooo!” Dexter shouted.

“That’s not a cow. That’s a horse.” William told Dexter, pointing to Henry.

“Hi Henry!” Dexter said.

Henry chuckled and shook his head as he made a neighing sound.

“Hi Michael!” Dexter greeted.

The kids laughed at that. “Henry’s not Michael!” Elizabeth reacted.

William sighed and rubbed his nose. “Michael’s not even here right now.”

“Hi Michael!” Dexter repeated.

“Michael is gone.” William told him.

“Hi Michael!” Dexter repeated again.

“Dexter. Mike, is NOT, HERE.” William repeated, getting close to his face.

Dexter stared at William for a moment. “Coochycoochycoo!”

“Oh. Now you’re teasing me. Newsflash: teasing doesn’t work on me.” William told him.

“Time for work!” Dexter declared.

“I’m done work, Dexter.” William told him.

“Peekaboo!” Dexter declared.

“No.” William said back, growing visibly angry.

Dexter bobbed his head down and rose it back up. “Peekaboo!” Dexter declared.

“No peekaboo.” William told him.

Suddenly, Dexter squawked and opened his wings to him! William actually jumped and yelped! But that just ended up making William frown even more. William waved his hand towards Dexter to get him off. “Get outta here.” William ordered.

“No.” Dexter said back.

Elizabeth’s eyes widened as she looked to Chris with worry. “Uh oh…” Chris muttered to her.

“Leave. Me. Alone. Bird.” William warned.

“I’m Dexter!” Dexter greeted as if he was introducing himself to William for the first time.

Finally, William flicked Dexter’s chest and knocked him onto the floor. “Dad! Be nice!” Elizabeth yelled at him. “He doesn’t know much better.” Elizabeth told him as he tried to take Dexter away. But Dexter refused to go down without another fight. He flew up to the armrest and squawked at him again. William flinched a bit, and…

...smirked?

William leaned in towards the parrot. “How would you like to be cooked?” William asked.

Henry dropped his jaw. “WILLIAM!” He shouted.

“Time to eat!” Dexter replied.

“Oooh yes, time to eat...You.” William said with an eeeeevil grin.

“Seeds please!” Dexter asked.

“Oh? You want some sunflower seeds surrounding your roasted body? Oohoho…” William leaned back and placed his index fingers onto his lips. “That can be arranged.”

“Daddy! Stop it!” Elizabeth yelled.

“What? Worried I’m gonna fight him? Tie him down? Cover him in oil?” William asked her.

Elizabeth whined and threw a pillow at him. “It’s not funny!” Elizabeth yelled to him.

“Food time!” Dexter said happily.

“See? He wants to become food!” William told her, pointing to Dexter.

“No he doesn’t! He wants to EAT food! Not BECOME food!” Elizabeth told him.

“Why are we even JOKING about this, Will?!” Henry asked him.

“Fight me!” Dexter yelled at him.

Suddenly, everything stopped. Both kids were staring at the parrot with big smiles on their faces. Henry was smirking and ready to cheer the bird on, while William looked awestruck by Dexter’s sudden ability to stand up to himself. “What did you just say?” William asked him, dumbfounded.

Dexter jumped at William again. “Fight me! Fight me!” Dexter yelled at him.

Elizabeth bursted out laughing and rolled all across the floor. Even Henry was laughing a little. “He’s getting smart, even for a parrot! You’d better be careful, William. He’s reaching droid-levels of intelligence.” Henry warned with a smirk.

“You want me to fight you?” William asked.

“Fight me! Fight me! Fight me!” Dexter repeated, jumping around.

“You wanna fight me? I could easily end you.” William reacted.

Finally, Henry grabbed William’s foot. “Aaaaalright, that’s enough.” Henry told him as he pulled him right off the sofa and flopped him onto the ground.

“HEY! What was that for?!” He yelled.

Henry laughed. “You’re threatening the bird a liiiittle too much. You need to cool it.” Henry told him. “Kids? What do ya say we tickle pile him?” Henry suggested.

“YES!” They both declared excitedly.

William’s eyes widened in fear and horror. “Wait, WHAT?! No, no no no HOLD ON-”

Elizabeth and Chris puppy-piled their father while Henry went for William’s feet. “Does Willy Wonka have ticklish walkers?” Henry asked, skittering his fingers on both of his arches.

“NOHOHOHOHAHAHA! GUHUHUHUHYS!” William yelled, falling into a laughing fit. Elizabeth started raspberrying his belly, making up for all the raspberries he’s blown onto her. “WAHAHAHAIT! EHEHELIHIHIZABEHEHEHETH!” William shouted. “NOHOHOHOHOHO RAHAHAHASPBEHEHEHERRIHIHIES!” William begged.

“But Daddy needs ALL the raspberries!” Elizabeth told him right back.

“Yeeeaaah! And Daddy also needs his speeecial ribby spiders!” Henry declared, skittering his fingers up and down his ribs like spiders.

“NOHOHOHOHO GAAAAHAHAHAHAHAHA!” William’s laughter quickly went silent as he rolled himself onto his stomach.

Henry quickly retreated his fingers and laid down beside him. “You okay? You calm now? You done threatening Dexter?” Henry asked.

“Nope!” William started squeezing Henry’s side and got up to keep tickle attacking him.

“Whahahat thehehe- HAHAHAHAHAHAHA! WIHIHIHILLIAHAHAHAM NOHOHOHO!” Henry yelled, laughing and wiggling around under him.

“I think the right answer is, William yes.” William replied proudly before blowing a raspberry onto his side.

“YYYAAAAAAHAHAHAHAHAHA! STAHAHAHAHAHAHA!” Henry shrieked in pure surprise. Henry continued to fall into the rabbit hole of endless hysterics! And to make things even funnier…

“YYYAAAAAAAAAA!”