@imma-vincent-van-gogh-kms

hi!!, may I req ler Devan the handler, and you choose lee

Yesss!! Here ya go, my friend!!!<3

Snorty Flower

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--Damn Devon... you're a little jerk!--

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|Lee - Dandy -- Lers - Pebble & Devan|

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FT - Veronica, Sharon, Austin, Sam, Astro, Sprout, Shelly, & Vee

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Mentioned - Ginger, Cosmo, Devon's daughter

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Devan was talking with the other toon handlers, chilling on a bench under a tree while Dandy played with his friends. "So, how's Vee been?" Devan asked, eating a churro. "Oh, she's been... cocky as ever." Veronica laughed nervously, rubbing the back of her neck. Austin rolled his eyes a little. "At least your toon actually talks to you..." he huffed, pouting a bit. "Awh, ease up there, Austin! I'm sure Astro likes you!" Sharon smiled. Sam snorted. "Yeah. If avoiding Austin is a form of liking." "Okay-- I am not that bad!" He scoffed, lightly smacking Sam's shoulder. "Ow-! Hey, it's the truth!" They narrowed their eyes at Austin, rubbing their shoulder lightly. "Jesus... ease it up, won't ya?" Devan rolled his eyes as Veronica took a bite of her sandwich. "Do you guys always have to fight?.." She asked, gulping down the chunk of food in her mouth. "Yes!" Sam and Austin glared at Veronica. She let out a little whine and started to sink under the table. "What-- you two, behave! You. Get up!" She forced Veronica back on the bench. "...This is weird." Devan mumbled. Austin perked up, looking at his friend. "What is?" He asked as everyone else turned to look at him. "I don't know... it's just that-- we're the complete opposites of our toons, y'know? Veronica is... humble, Sharon is more cocky than anything... Austin is a confident little brat... and Sam is rude to everybody. Not to mention-- Sprout and Astro get along great. Sam and Austin don't... you get what I'm going at?" Everyone paused for a moment. Sam let out a low whistle "That went south really quick..." Sam laughed a little, everyone chuckling along somewhat.

Meanwhile...

"Gooo, get it, Pebble!!" Dandy threw a stick as Pebble barked and ran off to go fetch it. Astro was sitting on the grass with Sprout, making little bracelets. "How are you and Cosmo doing?.." he asked, holding his blanket around him tightly. "Hm? Oh! Cosmo is doing great! Kinda sad about his cousin being gone until December, but other than that-- great!" Sprout grinned, slipping on charms on the wire. "That's good... haven't talked to him in a little." He smiled softly, his magic slipping a little star charm on the string. "Okay! Okay! I got this one.... uhhh..." Shelly thought for a moment as Vee just laughed. "It's not rocket science. Just tell me... how many species of dinosaurs were there?" She asked with a grin. "U-Umm... Oh! 701?" Vee made a beep sound with a big X on her screen. "Errr! Wrong! So close, though! There's 700." The X disappeared as she laughed at Shelly's shocked face. "Okay, well... my pride is definitely ruined..." Shelly muttered with a short laugh at the end. "Aww, good boy, Pebble!!" Dandy kneeled down, petting his pet rock, who returned with the stick in his mouth. "Woah-!" Dandy fell backwards on his back when Pebble jumped up on him, licking his face. "Pfft-- Pehebble!!" Dandy giggled, trying his best to block his face. Sprout snorted. "Got a little dog trouble, huh?" He helped Dandy, picking Pebble up off of him. "Awh, what a rascal!" Shelly ruffled Pebble's head as he just let out a little "Arf!"

"Hm... what time is it?" Austin asked, looking at Sharon. Sharon blinked before looking at her pocket watch. "Geez! Already 4 PM? I thought it was only 9AM!" She scoffed, her eyes widening. "Time does go by in summer." Sam laughed, standing up and dusting their pants off. "Sprout! C'mon, inside!" Sam waved their hand over, catching Sprouts attention. "Dang... guess we gotta go inside. Coming, Sam!" Sprout collected his belongings, waving to his friends goodbye and rubbing over to Sam, who brought him inside. Vee reluctantly walked to Veronica, Shelly to Sharon, and Astro to Austin, who brought them inside. "Alright, you two! C'mon." Devan stood up, cracking his back. "Awh... c'mon, Dev! A few more minutes? Pretty pleeeeaaassseee?" He whined, giving Devan puppy dog eyes. "...Dandicus..." he warned. "Pleaseee? Just like... ten more minutes! It won't hurt, right? Pretty pleaseeee?" He begged more. Pebble, not knowing what was happening, just gave Devan puppy eyes as well. "...Christ-- okay, okay! Just quit it with the eyes!.. I feel attacked!" He scoffed, crossing his arms. Dandy smiled, grabbing the stick. "Yesss!! Thank you! Go on, Pebble, fetch boy!" He threw the stick, Pebble immediately going to fetch it. Devan sighed and sat on the grass next to the standing Toon. "...So, what's it like having a dog?" He asked. Dandy laughed. "Awesome! I get to give him treats, cuddles-- I have somebody to always play with!" He bounced in place a little. Devan smiled a little. He was starring to grow... fond of his toon. "Hm... must be nice, huh? Having somebody to spend time with..." he hummed in thought. "Yu-- WAHH!!" Dandy fell backward, again, as Pebble pounced on him, licking his cheek again.

"Gaha-! Noho! Not agahahahaian!!" Dandy squealed, holding Pebble as his legs kicked a little. Devan blinked. "Huh... didn't know toons could be ticklish." He looked at the two. "Ehehe! We cahahan-- bahahahaha! D-Dehehehehevan, hehehehehelp!!" He giggled, tossing his head from side to side. Devan snorted, "This is... something new, indeed." Devan lightly poked Dandy's side, making him squeal. "Nohoho!!- Dohohohon't tihihihihickle mehehe!!" Devan chuckled "Why not? You seem to very much enjoy it..." Devan teased, his finger lightly scratching at Dandy's belly. "NAHA-! NohohoHOHOHOHO!! DEHEHEHEHEV!!" He squeaked, his legs kicking more. Devan chuckled. "You're more ticklish than my daughter... and she's only eight." "THAHAHAHATS EHEHEhehehembarassiiIIIHIHIHIHIHING!!" Dandy shook his head more. Devan laughed softly. "Oh, don't make me feel bad~" He teased with a toothy grin, squeezing behind Dandy's knees. "WAHAHAHAIT!! *snort*" Devan laughed in surprise. "Noho way! You snort?! Oh, let me hear THAT again!" "NAHAHA!! *snort* QUIHIHIHIHIT IHIHIHIT!!" Dandy's cheeks flushed in embarrassment. God, this was humiliating... "I AHAHAHAHAHASKED FOR YOUR HEHEHEHEHELP!!-" He squeaked out. "Yeah, I am helping! Helping Pebble!" He smiled innocently. "YOU EHEHEHEHEHEVIL BAHAHA-- WAIT NOOOHOHOHOHO!! *snort*" Dandy's laughter went up a notch as Devan scribbled his fingers along one of his petals, Pebble still licking and nuzzling his face. "Dandicus Dancifer! Language! Goodness my! Who taught you how to swear?!" He playfully scolded, a proud grin and a raised brow on his face. "I'M SAHAHAHAHAHAHAHARRY!!! *snort*" His pink-rainbow like blush spread across his nose, laughing up a storm. "Gah, you're one cute flower, Dandy." He ruffled up his hair/petals. "SHUHUHUHUT--" He squealed. "Alright, alright..." Devan chuckled, picking Pebble up and off of Dandy, giving him a breather

Dandy panted a little. "Ehe--... never do that again... hehe..." he chuckled softly, his eyes closed. "Mhm... c'mon you two. Let's go inside. You've been out here long enough." He carried Pebble, helping Dandy up as the three walked inside, Devan's hand on Dandy's back.

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!!ATTENTION!!

My breaks will be on Monday-Friday. I'll be posting fics on Saturday-Sunday. This'll be easier for me. Thank you.

*Bangs fist on table* lee Frida! Someone needs tickle that small gal!

Fr thoughhh

Colorful Day

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--Just a happy little day--

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|Lee - Frida -- Ler - Harriet|

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(Characters may be OOC since I haven't watched the reboot JUST yet! So, I do apologize if anything seems a little off)

"Ready, Fri??" Harriet asked, hovering her wiggly fingers above Frida's sides.

"Kihinda?.." Frida chuckled slightly, curling up a bit.

How did this happen you may ask? Well, Frida was currently in a lee mood, and who better to help ya out? Why, your best friend of course!

"Great!" Harriet then started to (gently) tickle Frida's sides.

"EEP-- pff-- eehehehehehehe--!" Frida giggled softly, holding onto Harriet's wrists.

"Awh! Listen to them giggles!" Harriet pointed out

"Nohoho--! Dohohon't pohohoint it ohout!" Frida giggled a little bit louder.

"But whyyyy?~"

"Dohon't you stahart!"

"Start what?~" Harriet asked in a teasy tone.

"You ahass!! *squeak*"

"Now thahat's not a nice word!" Harriet chuckled, moving her tickly fingers on Frida's belly.

"SHIHIHIHIHIHIhihihihihihihit!!" Frida's giggles mixed in with laughter now.

"Neither is that! Got a bad mouth, huh?"

"HahahahahaHARRIehehehehehehet *snort*" Frida squirmed a little, her grip getting a little tighter on Harriet's wrists.

"Awwhawh! I didn't know you could snort!" Harriet giggled along in slight surprise.

"NAHAHA!!"

"Nahaha? What does that mean, huh?" Harriet asked playfully. (Yet very teasy)

"Ihi don't KNAAAHAAHAAHAHAAHAHAHOW!!!-- CAHAHAHAHAHAHAHANDY!!" (Not Harriet's actual nickname but y'know:3) Frida's giggle laughter turned into just laughter when Harriet went up to her underarms, immediately letting go of Harriet's wrists and clamping her arms down.

"Goofball! Now my hands are stuck!" Harriet teased, wiggling her fingers.

"NOHOHOHOHOHO THEY AHAHAHAHAHAHAREN'T!!" Frida protested, squirming a LOT more now

"Anddddd how do you know, genius?" Harriet asked with a smirk

"D-DOHOHOHOHOHON'T YOU DAHAHAHAHAHAHARE!!"

"Dare what?"

"NAHAHAAAHAHAHAHA!!" Frida couldn't make out a sentence for a moment there!

"Huh? What was that, Fri?~"

"PLEHEHEHEHEHEHEASE!!"

"You want me to stop?" Harriet asked with a soft chuckle

"YEHEHEHEHEHEAH!"

Harriet chuckled and stopped, slipping her hands out.

"Ehehehehe... woooohohoah..." Frida chuckled, melting onto the floor

Harriet giggled and looked down at her colorful friend "Has I cured it?"

"You hahas definitely cured it..."

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<I am also sorry for all the short fics lately:( The next fic WILL be longer! I promise<3>

Do you have any SCM headcanons?

Headcannons? Definitelyyyy

(Lee and Ler SCM Headcannons hehehe♡)

Lee~

80%

•Snorty hiccup-y laugh

•Squirmy fuck

•Normally gets tkled by Guy Business or Gina

•A "AHAHAHAHAHAHANYTHING BUT THAHAHAHAHAT" Lee ngl

•Gets embarrassed by the word tickle sometimes so he uses "flutter thingy" as a replacement

•Walking tickle spot

•Will provoke you until you do tickle him

•Or sometimes when that doesn't work, he'll give more hints and try his best to ask for them

•Kicker, so watch out!

•Swears like a SAILOR

•Covers his face when embarrassed

•Hates his laughter but is still a giggly fuck haha

•ADORES little hugs and nuzzles after being wrecked believe it or not

•He scopes for SOME affection, at least

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Ler~

20%

•Tickles Gina mostly

•One teasy man...

•"What? I'm not doin' nuthin..." fucker

•Mostly giggles along with his Lee

•Mostly gives light tickles, unless it's for vengeance (better run...)

•Sing-Songy tone. Prove me wrong

•Doesn't EXACTLY pin them down. More like a; "Haha, you're stuck standing up" or "Haha, you're stuck in a hug" Ler

•Goes for your not-so ticklish spots first before he unexpectedly goes for the kill

•Playful little man. He's like a child tickling his best friend

•Points out EVERYTHING! "Ooh it squeaks!" things like that.

•Doesn't make it go for too long (unless it's for revenge) so you're still alive

•SOMETIMES makes silly lil noises when tickling you. If you're close to him enough.

•Things like "Boop!" or "Vrooooom" ect ect

•Will give you a lil glass of water and will rub your back

•Little side hugs and will probably watch a movie with you after!

lee!Van.

OOOooOoOoOoOoOoOoOoOooooOoOooO you’ll never guess who I am

OoOOOoOoOoOooOoOooOooO

*[Mr. Peabody hypnotizing meme thing]*

Oh, I wonder..

Ticklish Painter!

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--Van was overworking himself and grew a bit tired, and JFK felt like... being JFK--

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|Lee - Van -- Ler - JFK|

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Ships Included - Van x JFK

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Van was in his tower, painting. He's been painting for 2 days straight without any sense of sleep. And his friends were outside his tower, looking up at his window

"...Should we... go check on him?" Abe questioned. Gandhi was about to answer before he got punched in the face by Joan as he fell backward. "OW!!" "Van definitely doesn't wanna talk to you." Joan muttered, crossing her arms. "I can, er uh, go check?" JFK suggested "...Sure?" "Why does HE get to fucking do it?!" Joan scoffed in disbelief "I'm the sensible one!" "Yeah, but.. you didn't say it first?" "...That's bull." Joan huffed as JFK snickered. "Watch my, er, chærm haaan-dle dis." JFK fixed his hair before trotting into the tower.

JFK made his way down the hall and to Van's room, seeing about 900 paintings in there. "Ma gawd, Van..." He mumbled as the painter flinched out of surprise of the voice. "Eh?.. JFK?.. What're you doing here?" Van asked, looking over his shoulder. "Jeez, kid, yuo ovaworking yoself ægain?" JFK asked, walking over to the short one. "No! Wel--... possibly? But there's just so much to paint!!" Van explained, putting his hands out in front of him. "DUde... you, er, painted yuor œwn toWea (tower), ain't dat eenoUgHh?" JFK rested his arms on the back of Van's chair, leaning on it and looking down at Van. "No! It ain't!" Van huffed, crossing his arms. "...Vanni... do ya knaur the penaltyyy for ovaworking?" JFK grinned. "....no?" Van raised an eyebrow, his arms falling to his sides, looking up at JFK "Ah.. ya dœn't, eh?" JFK chuckled, moving his hands to hover above the elf's sides, wiggling them teasingly. "Wahait-- wait, noho--" Van squirmed slightly, putting his hands on JFK's wrist. "Ihi'm not even doing anything--" JFK chuckled at the painters reaction. "You gonna stop and hang out with the rest of us, or what?" JFK asked, stopping the wiggles for a moment. "...No." That was the only answer he needed. "If you say so!" JFK then started to wiggle his fingers on Van's sides

"Eek! Eeehehehehehe! J-Jaaahahahahay!!" Van giggled, kicking his feet slightly. "Huh, tick-l-ish one, eh?" The tall one teased, squeezing Van's sides gently, earning a squeal from him. "Ehehehe! Nohohoho! Dohohohon't! Ahahahahaha!" Van laughed, kicking his feet as he tried to pry JFK's hands away. "Ah ah, nooo esCaping~ ThIs is yuor, er, punISHmeent~" JFK pinned Van's arms above his head, spidering his fingers up and down Van's sides and armpits. "Plehehehehease nohohohohoho!!" Van squeaked, squirming around. "Naur, wot?" "Ihihihihi'm nahahat falling for thahahahat!! *snort*" "Ooh, it snorts, eh?" "Shuhuhuhut uhuhup!" "Dats not nice.." JFK moved his hand down to Van's stomach, gently and lightly poking and squeezing it. "NAHAHAHA-- NOOHHOHOhohoho!! StohohohoHOHOHOHAAHAHAP!!" Van's giggles went up a notch as he tried to pull his arms back down. "Ain't geetin' out-ta dis one, buuuddy~" JFK poked in between the dudes ribs. "NAHA-- PleheheheEEHEHEHEASE!!" He snorted and squeaked, shaking his head from side to side. "Are yuo gon-na stap ovaworking yoself?" JFK asked, stopping for a moment. "Buhut I wanna do mohore--" "Wrong answa!!"

"NAAAAAAAAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!! SHIHIHIHIT-- NO! NONO NOOOHOHOHOHOHO!! *squeal*" Van INSTANTLY began to laugh and squirm more when JFK squeezed behind his knees. "Stap try-na escApe, it's no usse." JFK chuckled, circling around Van's belly button. "NAHAHA-- NOHOHOHOT MY BUHUHUHUHUTTON!!" "Ooh, nat your buttOn?~ Nyeah, nat yo widdle bwelly bwuttOn?~" JFK teased as Van's face grew redder. "WHY DOHOHOHO YOU TAHAHAHALK LIKE THAHAHAHAT?! *snort*" "I take grate offense to dat!" JFK huffed, blowing a small raspberry on the short ones neck. "BAHAHAHAHAHA-- I-I'M SOHOHOHORRH-- PLEHEHEHEHEHEHEASE!!" "Are yous gunna stowp ovaworking yoself?" "YEHEHEHEHES!!" "AND are yuos gon-na hang ouwt with us?" "YEHEHEHES-- JUST STOHOHOHOHOP!!" JFK then stopped, letting his hands go as Van curled in a ball.

JFK smiled faintly, walking next to him and kneeling down, placing a tiny kiss on Van's cheek. "Cee ya ouwt thare." JFK then got up and walked out of the room. Van huffed and blushed a little "Ehevil bastared..."

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Pfff, I know, I know♡

AHALI😭

@ali-the-weirdo / @ali-the-weirdo-reblogs

I've never seen anybody so adorable in my whole life💖

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Fandoms I'm Into (And will write for) -

Eddsworld

Creepypasta

Helluva Boss

FNaF

CupHead (Show and Games)

TADC

Baldi's Basics

BATIM

Villainous

(Some) Disney Movies (if you want a specific list js ask and I'll make one:3)

Sly Cooper 1-4

The Simpsons

South Park

Rise of the Guardians

Squid Game

Cookie Run Kingdom

Win or Lose

Corpse Bride

ASOUE (A Series of Unfortunate Events)

MLP (My Little Pony)

Paranorman

Descendants

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I WON'T write for -

Eddsworld; Laurel, Kim, Katya (?) - Not very familiar with them still

BATDR - Didn't finish the game/not very familiar with it still

Helluva Boss; Side Characters - I won't write for them because they aren't big characters. Meaning, as in Stolas's lil date at the party, Wally, people like that. (The sins, Martha + Mayberry, Vortex, Verosika's friends, ect, ARE allowed)

(Some) Disney Movies - There's some I dislike and won't write for. Again, I can write a list if anyone is interested.

Sly 4; Penelope - She genuinely makes me sick in Sly 4, and I can't bring myself to write her in that timeline. Probably only the third will be an exception. Possibly her IN the Black Knight will do, though. (Ik, I'm weird)

South Park - Any background characters, really. But any main main adults/kids are allowed

Rise of the Guardians - Jamie's friends. I'll write for Jamie and Jack but not... his friends suck. Adults included, no adults. Past Jack and everyone else is accepted, tho

Squid Game Season 1 -, Han Mi-nyeo & Player 111, the VIPS, nobody from season 2 (For now, besides Thanos and Nam-Gyu)

Cookie Run Kingdom - Dark Enchantress Cookie. She will be mentioned and have a role in things (maybe) but I won't write for her

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Please, don't be gross and be respectful on this blog! This is SFW, so please, NSFW, Kinks, Proshippers, ect, DNI♡

I do accept people wanting to rp with me. Just DM me:) I personally don't mind if it's tickle related or not. Just keep it SFW, and all will be alright! Headcanons for any of the fandoms will be accepted as well! Never be afraid to send a request<3

This will be updated depending on new interests, interests will be removed, and announcements/notices. Thank you♡

If you want (my) OC tickles included with fandoms (and other OCs of urs if so), you can go to my second blog!⬇️

@chocos-universe-2

If you want just regular interactions (like normal fics) with OCs and fandoms, including your OCs, maybe go to my third blog!⬇️

I'll post when I find my motivation... no specific week.

You CAN request any ship from any fandom on my list, as long as it isn't a propship or like... illegal in the real world.

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Hello can you write a total drama tickle fanfic where Harold is a Lee and Duncan, DJ and Geoff are Lers please? And I’m also fine with anything

Why, of course you can! Sorry for the wait, Sunflower!<3

Little Sneak!

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--Harold messed tf up--

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|Lee - Harold -- Lers - Duncan, DJ, & Geoff|

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FT - Courtney, Chris, Owen, & Chef

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Mentioned - Bridgette

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Ships Included - Duncney

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×Based off of the episode "Basic Straining"

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It was Season One of Episode 12 in Total Drama Island. It was now time for the 11th elimination of the season. The Killer Bass team sat down on the tree stumps and Chef standing behind them. Chris walked over to them, holding five marshmallows on his plate. "I only have five marshmallows on my plate." Chris announced to the campers. "And these marshmallows represent the campers that will continue to be campers... here." Chris said, pausing for a moment to add tension. Courtney smirked and rolled her eyes, her hands on her lap, as Duncan looked over to her with the same smirk before they looked at each other romantically. "You've all cast your ballots in the confession can. If I do not call your name, you must immediately go to the dock of shame, catch the boat of losers, and go home." Chris said loudly, pointing to the boat of losers that looked beaten up and had cracked windows. Didn't even look stable! "And you can't come back... ever." Chris said with a menacing little smile on his face before it faded with an annoyed look. Duncan looked a little frightened, Courtney looked at Harold with a smirk and a look that basically said: "You're gone." Harold sat there, unphased, along with Bridgette and Geoff. And DJ looked scared, pulling his body back a little. "Duncan." "Yeah!" Duncan grinned and sat up, walking to go take a marshmallow. Courtney looked beyond happy. DJ squinted his eyes in anticipation. "DJ." "Yeah!" DJ's fear melted away in happiness as he walked over to get his marshmallow. Bridgette smiled and walked over, her hands in her pockets. "Goeff." "Yeah!!" Geoff cheered in victory. What's with the yeahs with those three? Unsure. But, he went over to grab a marshmallow nonetheless. "Campers, this is the final marshmallow of the night." Chris said, holding his plate up with a singular marshmallow on it.

Courtney smirked, knowing Harold be eliminated as Harold stayed calm with a hunched posture. There was a pause, some tension rising before Chris said the name "Harold." Courtney gasped as Harold let out a small whispered "Yes!.." Courtney stood up "What?! You guys voted for Harold over me?" Courtney's voice was filled with betrayal as Harold grinned and walked past her and to his marshmallow. The boys looked shocked, Bridgette was absolutely unphased. "Yes, yes. It's always a shock." Chris said, putting a hand on Courtney's shoulder. Courtney crossed her arms, pissed off. "This is impossible. I demand a recount!" She protested before turning her back on Chris, her arms still crossed. "Awz seriously, dude. I know for a fact there was three of us that didn't vote her off." Duncan looked mad as well, putting a hand on Chris's shoulder, trying to reason that there's been some form of mistake. DJ and Geoff didn't look impressed either. Chris snapped his fingers once Duncan let go. Chef pushed DJ and Geoff out of the way, the two falling to the ground with an oof before he started to walk over to her. Chef grabbed her arm as Chris grabbed the other and started dragging her. "I do not concede! I do not concede!!" She protested once again, struggling the best she could. "Aw, man, this sucks!" Duncan shouted, Geoff and DJ getting up from the ground. "I was your only hope! I was a counselor-in-training!" She shouted more, Geoff patting Duncan's shoulder in comfort as DJ waved goodbye. "Let go of me!" Courtney gritted her teeth as Chris and Chef looked at each other, grinning and nodding before literally throwing her in the filthy ass boat. "You are going to hear from my attorney." She threatened, sitting up as her hands supported her. "Courtney wait!" Duncan called, running over to the boat. "I made this for you!" He held up a wood carved skeleton head before throwing it over to the moving boat she was on. "Duncan!" She sounded like she could cry in happiness as she caught it. "Ok, this is really weird and creepy!" She said, looking at it before smiling again. "But I love it! I'll never forget you!!" She held it to her chest as she waved goodbye. Duncan looked slightly distraught as he waved bye.

Harold was at the campfire, roasting his Marshmallow. He lifted it up as it was on fire as he zoned out and thought for a bit.

"Who made smores out of my underwear?!" Harold stormed in, holding a smore with his underwear replacing the marshmallows. Duncan and Geoff just chuckles, sitting outside their cabin.

As they were holding canoes, Geoff got a finishing rod and attached it to Harold's underwear before spinning the handle as his underwear started to lift up before it ripped. "Owww-!" He exclaimed, putting his arms down as Courtney looked at him. "Idiots!"

Harold was drinking juice before spitting it out on the ground. "That's not juice!" "Oh. Oh, my mistake, dude." Duncan apologized, stifling a chuckle as Geoff stood beside him, smirking.

After all that... Harold took it upon himself.

In the confessional, Harold put a box on his lap and screwed off the screws with his screwdriver, lifting up the lid. "You guys think you're sooo funny... let's see how you like it when someone messes with your love life." Harold pulled out papers/photos from the box before pulling ones out from his shirt/chest and replacing the real ones with the fake, putting it in the box.

Harold grinned evily as his thoughts were over before blowing out the fire on his marshmallow.

"Ohhhhohoho! Chef, c-c'mere, you GOTTA see this!" Chris laughed in his camera room as Chef walked over. "What is it, Chris?" "Oh-- ohoho! Look at this!" Chris replayed the scene in the confessional. There was a pause before the two laughed aloud. "Oh! This is priceless! Imagine the drama we could create!" Chris laughed, a hand on his stomach. "Haha! Oh, imagine." Chef chuckled and pat Chris's shoulder before leaving. "Heh... oh, yeah. I can imagine." Chris snickered evily before saving the clip and sending it to Duncan's phone with a little talent.

Duncan was scrolling on his phone before he got a text message. He sighed and sat up, opening the text. He raised a brow as he saw the video and clicked on it. The more the video continued, the more his eyed widened. Thought when it ended, his expression turned from shock to absolute anger.

"Who is this?!"

He messaged, receiving no response. "OH, THIS IS BULLSHIT!!!" He shouted, throwing his phone at the door. The door opened, and Owen got hit with the phone, right on the head. "OW!" Owen rubbed his head before falling on the floor. "Ooh... jeez, man! What's up?" DJ asked, looking at Duncan. "That ninja wannabe tampered with the votes and got Courtney voted off!" Duncan sat up, cracking his knuckles. "I will beat the absolute--" "Woah, woah! Calm down, man! Who knows what he'll do next if you end up hurting him?" Geoff got up instantly, putting his hands on Duncan's shoulders. Duncan sighed. "You're right... but still! We can't let this go! He took her away on purpose!" "Guys, guys! There are many ways to give someone what they deserve! Violence is not included!" DJ got down from his bunk, walking over to the two. "Then what do you suggest we do?" Duncan asked, fed up. "Hmm... well, there is one way. My mama used to do it to me." DJ said, shrugging with a smile. "Well, what is it?" Geoff took his hands off of Duncan, looking at DJ. "Duncan may not like it, but... worth a shot?"

Harold was chilling at the elimination area, chilling with the fire. "So... you like tempering with votes, do ya?" Duncan came out of the shadows, pissed off. DJ and Geoff on either side of them with their arms crossed. All the confidence left Harold immediately. "Um..." "No ums. You know what you did, and we're here for the sake of Courtney, man." Geoff said as the two nodded. "W-Well, in my defense--" Harold got cut off. "DJ, hold em." Duncan ordered as DJ nodded. DJ walked up behind Harld, grabbing his wrists and lifting them up over his head as the two stood. "W-Wait! Let me go!!" Harold squirmed as Geoff and Duncan whispered. "Wh-What are you two gonna do...?" Harold whispered in slight fear. "Hm, well, it's been decided. Geoff." Geoff nodded before walking up to Harold. Harold squinted his eyes shut. ...Nothing happened? Harold peeked until he felt wiggly ass fingers on his sides, which made his eyes slam shut

"PFFT-- Wahahait!-- Guhuhuhuys!!" Harold laughed, his legs kicking. "If you kick me in the nuts, we're gonna have more problems, man." Geoff threatened. "No-- nohoho! Stohohohohop!" Harold wriggled the best he could. "Hmm... try his hips." Duncan had his arm crossed still as Geoff nodded and squeezed his hips as Harold squealed. "*snort* Nohoho! Cuhuhut thahahat ohohohout!" He squirmed and struggled to get out of DJ's grip. "Hmm... DJ, try the ribs." DJ nodded and held Harold's wrists with one hand before digging into his ribs. "NOHOHO-- *snort* plehehease!! StohoHOHOHOHOHOHOP!!" Harold squealed, his legs kicking still. "We aren't gonna stop, unless you're sorry for voting unfairly." Duncan commented as the two nodded. "NeheheheHEHEHEVER!!" Harold shook his head frantically, not giving in. "Ooh, Duncan, try his knees!" Geoff said as Duncan sighed. "This is so childish..." He grumbled before kneeling down and squeezing his knees. "NOHOHOHOHO!! *snort* DUHUHUHUHUHUNCAHAHAHAHAN!!" Harold lost it completely, snorting up a damn storm and kicking his free leg. "If you kick me, I swear..." Duncan huffed. "I- I CAHAHAHAHAHAN'T HEHEHEHEHELP IHIHIHIHIHIT!! *hic snort*" "Oh, look... it hiccups..." Duncan grinned a little. "SHUHUHUHUHUT UHUHUHUHUP!! *snort*" Harold shook his head and squirmed frantically. "Hmm... try his ears, DJ." Duncan commented as DJ nodded, tickling behind his ear. "NAHAHA-- *snort* DJ PLEHEHEHEHEHEASE!!" Harold laughed, his laughter growing a little once DJ kept switching from behind his ear and circling his fingers in his ear. Geoff smirked and shot his hands up to Harold's underarms. God dammit. Three of his death spots. "OHOHOHOHO MY GAHAHAHAD!! PLEHEHEHEASE-! N-NOHOHOHOHO MOHOHOHOHORE!!" Some tears rolled down his face from laughing so much. "Awh, he's kinda adorable!" DJ commented with an innocent smile. "SHUHUHUT-- NAHAHAHAHA!! *snort*" His glasses wee fogging up a bit. "Are you sorry?" DJ asked with a raised brow. "YEHEHES-! YES, I'M SOHOHOHOHOHO SOHOHOHOHOHORRY!!" "Will you do it again?" Geoff asked. "NOHOHOHO-- I WOHOHOHOHOHON'T!!" "And will you apologize to her once we vote you off?!" Duncan asked through gritted teeth. "YEHEHEHEHES!! I WIHIHIHIHILL! I WILL-- JUST STAHAHAHAHAHAP!!"

The three stopped as DJ let Harold go. Harold panted, lying on the ground. "Ugh..." he groaned and wiped the tears away. "Well, that was fun! Yet... *yawn* I'm tired." DJ stretched. "Same... c'mon, dudes." Geoff, Duncan, and DJ walked to the cabin, leaving Harold on the ground. "N-Note to self... don't piss off Duncan..." Harold sighed and closed his eyes slightly

💚~End~🤎

*inhale*

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