The Ultimate T-Word-Lee

Zoot sleeps long hours in the night. If left undisturbed, he'll sleep between 10 - 12 hours, but given that that's not healthy and the band knows he actually enjoys being awake for breakfast, one of them will usually wake him up before then. But he's a heavy sleeper so they might have to resort to drastic measures

Floyd loves to take naps or just relax by laying on top of Janice. He's not heavy and she likes the weight and to play with his hair. It's also common for one of them to trap the other in this position for a bit of mischief, and it's a 50/50 chance whoever starts it. Janice might squirm and fight back but Floyd kinda just lays there and takes it, burying his face into her chest (he likes it)

Teeth is the biggest and most feared ler of the group. He's very skilled at tickling, given he has a lot of practice playing the piano, not to mention he has long, stretchy arms. He'll snatch you up quick

People already have a hard time understanding Lips when he talks normally, but when he's babbling incoherently when being tickled, not even his Mayhem family can catch what he's saying, which opens him up to a lot of teasing. "All ya gotta do is tell us to stop and we will!" "What? I didn't quite catch that, can ya speak a little clearer?" This is why when he's truly had enough, he's learned to physically tap out to tell them to stop.

Zoot has the worst memory and Floyd likes to be mean about it and tickle him for information he doesn't have because he forgot it. "What do you mean 'I dunno??' You were there! We told you! I'm startin' to think you're fibbin'." "I'm nohohot! Ihi'm nohohot!"

After a show and a particularly long party, the Electric Mayhem liked to come back home and wind down.

Lips would usually find a book to read somewhere quiet, Zoot would retire to his room for the night, Teeth would occupy himself with either cooking dinner or the keyboard in the basement, and Animal would go outside to tend to his bunnies that he had been able to keep.

Inside, the sunset shown through thin red curtains, painting the room in a lovely, calming pink hue. Janice laid on the couch with Floyd on top of her, resting his head on her chest. He'd long since shrugged off his jacket, hung his hat up, and was in the process of kicking off his boots, finally settling down and stilling after they clunked to the wooden floor.

"Good show today, mama." He murmured, his voice slightly muffled as he didn't bother to raise his head to speak to her.

Janice gently worked the elastic out of his hair to free it from its ponytail, "You were good, too. I mean, like, we were all good, but you just sang with your whole soul today, and it was totally beautiful. You had this aura about you.." She glanced around the room, painted in rose light from the sunset, "It actually kind of looked like this."

That made him smile. He loved how she saw the world and how she saw into people's souls. Literally. When they first met her, they thought she was either making it up or that she was crazy, but they quickly learned that not to be true, after she had very accurately judged multiple people's character just based off their auras.

Their first manager? She instantly knew he was a snake, and they hadn't listened to her. Sure enough, he had made off with all their money and not booked them a single gig. When they met Lips? She was very insistent they keep him around because he had a beautiful soul that matched the sound of his trumpet playing.

"Mmm.. And what's a pink aura mean, sunshine?" He asked, almost sleepily. The comfort of being with her and the perfectly gentle breeze in the room was making him drift off a little.

She combed her fingers through his hair sweetly. "It can, like, mean a lot of things. It really depends on the shades and how they interact with each other." She gently pushed his hair back so she could looked into his eyes and study it a little more. "The shades of your aura tell me that you're very loving, for sure. For me, for the band, for strangers, everyone. And, like, there's this rose pink that's full of joy for what you do, music wise. Oh and there's my favorite one! Soft pink."

Completely smitten by his girlfriend gushing over him, Floyd failed to hear the slight playfulness in her tone. "And what's soft pink mean?"

"It's your love for this~!" She chirped. In an instant, her fingers left his hair and skittered down his back. Floyd hunched his shoulders and wheezed. Instead of pushing her away, though, his arms locked around her waist and he buried his face into her chest as he chuckled.

She was right. He did love this, even if he hadn't explicitly told anyone. He loved it when Janice tickled him during sweeter moments like this, and he loved it when the other guys used it as a form of play.

It was a language all on its own. It was love, it was comfort, it was trust, it was a closeness that only they had. He knew it, she knew it, they all did.

Playful fingers parted from his back and scribbled along his sides, edging his shirt upward a little more, causing the bass player to start giggling a little harder. "J-Jahahanice, plehehease.."

"Please what? Because I know you don't want me to stop. That soft pink color, is like, blossoming." she hummed, dragging her fingers up and away from his sides to lightly trace and play around his neck and jaw.

Floyd's cheeks went pink as his giggles picked up, shoulders scrunching up. He had to force them back down and make himself relax into it. This was a touch he wanted to enjoy without pushing it away.

Every stroke, trace, and skitter was a message, spoken to him over and over again.

I love you, I love you, I love you.

He could only reply in blushing and soft, flustered laughter. Fortunately for him, that's the only response Janice wanted to hear.

Once more, she dragged her fingers down his back, making him arch, softly skittered them back up his sides, but this time she burrowed them under his arms.

Floyd wheezed and cackled. His grip on her tightened and his feet softly kicked at the arm of the couch as he tried to control his movements as to not jostle his girlfriend too much.

"Nahahaha! JAHA- Jahahanice! Mehean! C'mohohon! HHHHH- Hahahaha! AHAHA WHO-" He kicked his leg out a little harsher when he suddenly felt someone skitter along his foot, startling him.

He felt Janice cease her attack and giggle as he turned his head to see Teeth grinning down at him. "Sorry," he wasn't, "I couldn't pass up the opportunity. You two are so cute~" He grinned and ducked, dodging a pillow that Floyd had launched at his head.

Teeth walked around the couch, placing a gentle, soothing hand on Floyd's back as he leaned in and kissed Janice on the forehead. "Dinner's ready. Just came in here to tell y'all."

As the pianist left, Janice rubbed Floyd's back and kissed his forehead. "I think we should get up." she said softly. Floyd hummed in mock grumpiness, reluctantly getting off of her.

They headed toward the kitchen together, following the scent of something savory, accompanied by what was likely a vegan option made for Janice. Floyd reached out and quickly pinched her waist, wiggling a thumb into her hip, grinning as she gasped and smacked his hand away.

(Floyd's Pov:)

We're all chilling in the Wan at the moment, practicing a gig for tomorrow one last time before calling it a night.

Zoot, in the meantime, is already fast asleep as usual, wich makes me smile. Animal is playing with his hair while Janice tries to build a card house on his chest, making the others snicker.

I give Janice a mischivous look once a playful idea forms in my head as I scoot over to the sleeping saxophone player.

Janice puts the cards away and gives me a knowing look once she catches on, before we give his sides a quick tickle together to tease him. "Hey zoot, you alive~?"

Zoot startles awake in return, eyes wide and body jolting from the quick attack. He lets out a sharp laugh and looks around, only to see Janice and I on either side of him, both smirking down at him.

"Wh-whahat's going ohon-?" He giggles out, slightly startled from being woken up so suddenly.

"Nothing~" We both lie in unison.

He rubs his sides, still a bit disoriented, but he notices we're smilling at him. He lets out a small embaressed huff, pretending to be annoyed, though a smile is still evident on his face.

"You guys are the worst, you know that~?"

We both smile brighter at that, before the three of us squeak in surprise when Teeth suddenly yanks Zoot down to the ground with him by his ankle.

Zoot's eyes go wide behind his glasses once he finds himself flat on the floor, until we all hear him yelp and see him immediately getting reduced to a squirming and giggling mess once he feels Teeth tickling his feet.

"S-stop it, Teeth! That's-! Hahahahahaha! No fair-!"

Teeth grins widely, absolutely loving the way Zoot is squirming and the sound of his giggles underneath him. He takes complete advantage of the situation by sitting on his legs to relentlessly attack his feet.

"You deserve it, you know that? Always falling asleep on us like that~"

Zoot attempts to protest, his glasses askew from all the wiggling and trashing while he pleads between giggles as we gather around to watch the show.

"Hahaha, c- cohohome on! It's not my fahahault, I can't help ihihit!! Hahahahaha-!"

"I bet you can if we convince you~" Janice giggles at the sight of the sax player.

We both look at each other and nod, Janice taking one arm and me the other to pin Zoot down while Lips start going for his armpits and Animal eagerly joining in by attacking his belly.

Zoot's expression turns to absolute horror once he finds himself being pinned down by everyone. A mix of excitement and panic fills him because he knows all too well that it's over for him...

"W-wait a minute! Guys, th-this is so not fair-!"

"I think it's pretty fair~" Lips teases while Zoot starts giggling uncontrollably when we start the tickling up again, targeting his sweet spots.

"Looks like you're at our mercy now~" Janice hums happily.

Zoot can barely speak between his laughter while he's too busy squirming uncontrollably and laughing his heart out at this point.

"Hahaha! Noho, guys! Stohohop! Mercy, plehehehease! I cahahan't take it-!"

"What do you guys think, has he learned his lesson~?" Teeth grins while looking over his shoulder at us, still tracing invisible pattern on zoot's sole absendmindedly.

Lips and Animal slow their attacks for a moment to look down at Zoot. We all look at eachother, contemplating. Zoot pants slightly, still giggling helplessly.

Lips looks at him with a small smirk and lets out a chuckle. "I'm not so sure about that~"

Teeth gives a lazy grin, scribbling his fingers under Zoot's toes. "Yeah, I think he might need a little bit more convincing… Animal~"

Zoot's eyes squeeze shut before he explodes in a fresh wave of laughter once Animal suddenly starts blowing messy raspberries. The combination of the tickles and nibbles is absolutely torturous, and his laughter is practically as high pitched as a mouse now.

"AahahAHaaHHAHA-! NOHOHOO, Not the- AhaAHhahAHa! THE RASPBERRIES-!"

Animal just grins, enjoying the sound of his friends squeaky laughter. He continues blowing raspberries on his belly while we're all holding him down, laughing right along and loving every second of this.

"Oh, he's going absolutely insane~!" Janice exclaims, watching in amusement.

Lips grins. "Yup, and he's not going anywhere with us sitting on him like this..."

"I don't think he's gonna last long if we keep this up though…" I say as I atart feeling a little bad for my sax loving friend.

The others perk up at that, seeing that Zoot is getting a bit exhausted from the non-stop tickle attack.

"Yea... okay, he's had enough. As much as I love making him laugh, I think we can let him go now~" Teeth chuckles gently.

Lips takes pity on him and pulls animal off of zoot by his chain, all of us now watching Zoot pant heavily as we make sure he's alright.

We all let go of Zoot, allowing him to finally catch his breath. He's laying on the ground like a wet noodle, panting heavily, blushing madly and still giggling himself silly.

His sides and torso probably feel all tingly from the tickling and the phantom sensations of our tickles all over his body.

"Ugh… you guys... are absolutely... evil,... you know... that..?" Zoot manages out between heavy breaths.

We all just chuckle gently. "Awww... come on, you know you love it, deep down~" Janice teases with a smirk.

"Yea, don't pout. We don't mean no harm, we just like messing with you a bit~" I chuckle gently while we start rubbing the spots we tickled a bit to help him recover.

Zoot lets out a small chuckle at their affectionate touches. He knows they don't mean any harm, it's not the first time this happened after all…

"I know… but, jeez, you guys really didn't hold back…~" He sighs gently.

Teeth grins and pats his shoulder. "What can we say? You make an easy target, you know that~"

Zoot chuckles again, knowing that it's true. He rubs his sides a bit, feeling the aftermath of their attacks. Despite the 'torture', he can't help but feel amused and happy.

"Yeah, yeah, I know. I'll try not to fall asleep so easily next time...~"

Lips grins and pokes his side playfully. "Oh, who are you kidding? you'll probably fall asleep again in, like, five minutes~"

"Yea. You're seriously hopeless, you know that?" I teases with a lazy smile.

Zoot huffs out a laugh. "Don't hex it or it might just happen~"

We all chuckle at that. We can always count on Zoot to be the one to fall asleep easily.

Janice pats his head affectionately. "We love ya anyway, you sleepyhead~"

"Heh, thanks~" Zoot smiles and sighs contentedly.

Animal starts nuzzling into him, followed by the the rest of us as we all hug him. He chuckles happily now that he's surrounded and cuddled by his family.

"You guys… you really know how to take care of me, huh?" He mumbles as he relaxes into the group hug... falling right back asleep...