PLEASE THIS IS SO CUUUUUTE! AMAZING WORK AS ALWAYS FRIEND!! 🥰 🥰 ❤️ ❤️ ❤️

IS THIS HINTING AT ANOTHER TICKLE MACHINE?!?! 😱

GREAT JOB!!!! THIS WAS SO FUN TO READ!! 🤩🤩🤩🤩🤩

Try to Keep Your Arms Up

(Sfw tickling fic! Tce$t and feti$h ppl, DNI!!)

Leo and Donnie attempt the classic try to keep your arms up tickling game, but Donnie decides to make it even more difficult for his twin

Lee: Leo💙

Ler: Donnie💜

“I bet you can't!”

“I bet I can!” Leo argued back, flicking Donnie on the forehead.

“Oh yeah? Try it then!” Donnie snarked, grinning.

“No! I already know I can!” Leo argued, crossing his arms and glaring.

“You failed all the time as kids! You're just scared.” Donnie teased, flicking Leo back on the forehead.

“I'm not scared!” Leo exclaimed, “I just. . .don't feel like it!”

“Sounds scared to me.”

“Fine!” Leo exclaimed, “But when I win, you have to let me draw your eyebrows however I want and you have to wear them like that for a month!”

“Deal, and when I win, you have to try out my next invention,” Donnie said confidently.

“I get two chances,” Leo bargained.

“Fine, but you can't put your arms down for more than thirty seconds and you have to go fifteen minutes,” Donnie said evilly, seeing Leo gulp nervously, “What? Scared?”

“I’m not scared! And I accept the deal!” Leo agreed, clasping Donnie's hand and shaking it.

“Great,” Donnie said evilly, immediately shoving Leo onto the floor of the lab and straddling his waist, “Keep your arms up, Lee.”

“Don't call me that,” Leo hissed, face already starting to tint a bit pink as he lifted his arms above his head slowly.

“Sure thing, Lee,” Donnie teased, starting to lightly poke at Leo's sides.

Leo squirmed, biting down on his lip to keep from giggling and forcing himself to keep his arms up as Donnie started poking a bit more around his plastron.

“You're doing well- sike!” Donnie exclaimed evilly, immediately tickling at Leo's ribs and making the slider shriek.

“YohohoHOHOOhoU suhuhUHUHUhuHuck!” Leo squealed, squirming around but managing to keep his arms up as he cackled, “DEEEHEHEHHE!”

“What!? Gonna give up already!?” Donnie challenged, snickering as Leo glared at him between cackles.

“NOHOHO-!” Leo squealed stubbornly as he squirmed and fought to keep his arms up.

“C'mon, Leee! Give up,” Donnie teased, jabbing his fingers into Leo's underarms and making the slider shriek.

“DOHOHOHONIE! WAHAHAHAHAHAHAIT! NAHAHAHAHAT THEHEHEHEHRE!” Leo shrieked, arching his back as Donnie evilly traced at the sensitive skin.

“All you gotta do is put your arms down, ‘Nardo,” Donnie laughed, “Then all this will be over.”

“NAHA! YOU SUHUHUHUCK!” Leo squealed as Donnie started kneading his fingers.

He shrieked as Donnie started tickling harder and faster, yanking his arms down and grabbing at Donnie's wrists, “NOHOHOHO!”

“Ooh! That's one,” Donnie chuckled evilly, pulling his hands back as Leo hesitatingly lifted his arms back above his head, “You're gonna lose, Lee.”

“Nohoho, I'm not!” Leo giggled from the phantom sensation, kicking his legs to try and get Donnie off of him.

“Yes you are,” Donnie said evilly, letting Leo calm down a bit, “Cause I'm gonna do this!”

Leo shrieked as Donnie skittered his fingers over Leo's tummy, making him cackle hysterically and kick his legs as he fought to keep his arms up.

“NAHAHA-! DEEHEHEHE! I CAHAHHAHAHAAN'T! PLEHEHEHEASE!” Leo begged, cackling as happy tears pooled in his eyes, he kicked his legs around as he squirmed and laughed.

“Can't what? Can't win?” Donnie teased, wiggling his fingers all over Leo's belly and grinned as he saw Leo straining to keep his arms up, “C'mon Lee, put your arms down. You know you want to.”

“SHUHUHUHUT UUHUUHHUP!” Leo screamed, kicking his legs and stomping while laughing and squirming.

“I'm not letting you win,” Donnie said, leaning down and blowing a raspberry on Leo's tummy.

“NAHAHAHA- AHH HAHAHAHA! DOHOHOHONIE NOHOHOHOHO!” Leo screamed, stomping his feet and kicking and squirming as Donnie started blowing rapsberries all over his tummy, “DEEEEHEHEHE!”

“Leeee,” Donnie teased, “Just put your arms down!”

“NEHEHEVEHEHEVER!” Leo shrieked, then squealed as Donnie started lightly nibbling his tummy, “NAHAHAHAHAT THAHAHAHAHAHT!”

“Yes that!” Donnie laughed, lightly nibbling and blowing raspberries.

Leo shrieked as he suddenly nibbled at the center of his tummy, making him shove Donnie's face away and gasp for breath, protectively covering his tummy with his hands as he gasped and giggled.

“Oop! You put your hands down,” Donnie laughed, “One more time and I win!”

“Nohoho!” Leo giggled, putting his hands back up, “You're not gonna!”

“Yes I am,” Donnie said determinedly, cracking his knuckles and immediately started tickling and squeezing Leo's hips.

“EEEEP! HAHAHAAH- SNRT-! DOHOHOHONIE!” Leo shrieked, squirming and trying to slide his hips away from Donnie's ruthless hands, “PLEHEHEHEASE!”

“Please what? Tickle more?” Donnie teased, squeezing at Leo's hips and making Leo shriek.

He started tickling up and down his sides and hips, “Tickle tickle tickle~!”

“STAHAHAHAP SAHAHAHAYING IHIHIT!” Leo screamed, cackling as happy tears streamed down his face.

Donnie checked the time, grimacing as he saw only five minutes left. He had to end it. No way he was letting Leo win, and no way he was missing out on the chance to torture Leo more with his new machine.

Donnie scooted back, placing a hand on each thigh and making Leo let out a strangled gasp.

“Deehee- I will dihihihe!” Leo exclaimed, eyes huge as he looked down at him.

“Then perish.”

Leo screamed out in laughter as Donnie started squeezing his thighs and drumming his fingers on them.

Leo cackled hysterically, kicking his legs and yanking his arms down to try and pry Donnie's tickly fingers away.

“YOHOHOHOHOOHOU WIHIHIHIN, DEEHEHE! I GIHIHIHIVE UUHUUHHUP!” Leo screamed, smacking his hand on the floor while trying to pry off Donnie's hands with the other, “DOHOHOHONIE!”

“What was that, ‘Nardo? I couldn't hear you,” Donnie said with an evil grin, kneading Leo's thighs and making him twin howl with laughter.

“YOUHHOOHOOHOO WIHIHIHIN! MEHEHEHERCY PLEHEHEHEASE!” Leo begged, thrashing and kicking.

Donnie grinned, letting go and getting off of Leo.

Leo curled up, giggling and clutching his stomach as he giggled from the phantom feeling.

“You lost,” Donnie said, just to rub it in.

“Shuhut up!” Leo giggled, kicking Donnie, “You cheheeheeated!”

“No I didn't,” Donnie said, letting Leo lay his head on his lap as he giggled, “I used my knowledge.”

“Wait,” Leo said as his giggles died down, “What machine do I have to test?”

Donnie gave an evil, evil grin, “You'll see.”

“Ohh boy.”

Day 15- "Are You Ticklish?"

This is a 2012 fic! No spoilers 😁

Lee: Donnie

Ler: Leo

TW!: None!

"Really. This movie.. again?"

"What do you mean, again? Leo, I'll have you know that we have only watched it twice, and both times changed my life forever. It's way more touching than a movie about some ducks."

"Oh, don't even. DuckTales has an incredible plot!"

Donnie gave his brother a side-eye, stretching his legs out a bit more. They were draped across the other, the lanky turtle taking up the majority of the space on the couch. The two had decided to watch a movie while the rest of their family was asleep, both having trouble actually sleeping the past few days.

Leo sighed, removing his hand from where it lay on the younger's leg as he readjusted. "I guess we can watch Stand By Me.. if you agree not to start sobbing like last time.." Donnie scoffed, but there was a sassy smile on his face. "You can't control my emotions."

"Whatever, at least just try."

The scientist didn't answer, but picked up the remote and clicked on the movie. Opening credits played, and Leo's hand subconsciously went back to his brother's calf, absentmindedly beginning to trace. At first, everything seemed to be relaxed, Donnie even closing his eyes as he let out a small hum. Reaching the hack of his leg, the eldest didn't pay any mind to the twitch underneath his fingers at first, but he eventually looked to the other's face, only to see a prominent smile pressed on it.

"Don, you alright? I'm pretty sure this movie wasn't meant to be funny.."

The taller only shook his head, forcing the curve of his lips down. Everything was fine again, until that finger traced a little too close to his ankle, and his foot jolted away. Darn it.

Leo paused, visible confusion on his face. He slowly went back to tracing, creeping gently towards the spot that had caused the reaction, staring intently at his brother's face. When he reached that same spot again, Donnie's mouth twisted, and he pressed his eyes shut.

Oh..

Leo smirked a little at the realization, and went back to running his finger along his sibling's leg. Donnie let out a quiet sigh. "Something up?" The purple-themed turtle shook his head, cursing the falter in his voice. "Nah, I'm fi-ne.." Leo hummed, and pretended to watch the movie as the opening scene ended, actually waiting for his brother to drop his guard enough to surprise him.

It took almost ten minutes, but eventually the gap-toothed teen had seemed to be relaxed, face resting in the crook of his arm as he stared at the tv. After another glance, Leo decided it was his time to strike. He did feel a little bad disturbing him, but hey. He was the one who picked the movie, so he'd just have to deal with a little annoyance.

His finger had been slowed to a little crawl, and he kept far away from the lower end of his leg. Donnie didn't seem to suspect anything, and was pretty locked-in on the screen. The elder kept tracing with that same hand, using the other to ever so slowly stretch over to the younger's foot. After a couple seconds, he stopped tracing, watching as his brother's gaze suddenly changed, as if he sensed something was off.

The purple mutant went to glance at his brother, going rigid when he saw him smiling sweetly back at him, fingers hovering over his feet. "W-What? Wahait, Leo, yohou don't need to-" anticipatory giggled slid from his mouth, pulling his legs away, only for them to be tugged back into place and held down. "You're right. I don't need to do this. But where's the fun in that?"

Donnie screeched when he started scratching at the bottoms of his feet, arching away and kicking. "PFTAhaha! SNRT- Ohoh come oHON! SNRT-"

Leo's smirk widened, scratching fingers moving to his brother's heel. "Snorting already? I didn't even know you were ticklish here.." One of the younger's legs launched out of the other's grasp, just barely missing his face. When he realized he wouldn't be able to pin his legs down again, Leo jolted up, sat on his hips, and instead went to tickle his belly.

Donnie screamed, arms slapping aggressively against the elder's plastron at the change of pace. "HAHAHAH! SNRT- NAHAH- SNRT- LEO, QUIHIT IHIT!" The blue-themed turtle smiled, tazing Donnie's sides, watching as he happily shrieked.

"Someone looks like their having a good time. It that true, Don? You like this?"

The taller mutant squeezed his eyes shut, cackling so much he couldn't think straight. His head began to retreat into his shell, arms and legs thrashing about, but he was no match for the leader of the team. "HAHAHAH! NOHO, IHIHI- SNRT- EHEEHEEH! STAHAP!"

Seeing his little brother start to get overwhelmed, Leo slowed his fingers, going to pat his shoulder as he calmed down. When the sensation stopped, and Don could breathe again, he pulled his head back out from where it was hiding, laying it back as he sighed. "Ihihi.. Jeeheez, what did Ihi even doho?"

The elder shook his head, getting off of his sibling and plopping back down in his spot. "Nothing. Just felt like doing something." He looked at the screen, which was.. not at the place he last remembered. Right.. they were watching a movie. "Did you want to.. keep watching from here?"

Donnie looked up at the tv, giggling a little at how much they had missed. "Pfft- Nahah, let's just restart it." The scientist looked around, feeling at the cushions. "Whehere's.. the remote?"

Leo glanced around, then at the ground. "You must have shoved it somewhere when you were seizing. Ihi'll help you look.."

The rest of the night was more lighthearted, the two passing jokes and talking. That is.. until Donnie started crying.

"Don, you promised!"

"I- sniff- did no such thing!"

FNAF FIC! VERY VERY COOL.

Foxy's Terrible Pirate Jokes

Scott is working at the pizzeria, when he comes across a strangely mischievous Foxy, with bad pirate jokes and a plan up his sleeve! Only thing is, it turns out that Foxy isn't alone in this little plan...

This fanfic was suggested by an anonymous user on Tumblr! Whoever you are, I thoroughly hope you enjoy.

Scott was sitting in the office, looking at the poster of the three characters: Freddy, Bonnie and Chica. Why Foxy was not on the poster, he could not be sure. Foxy was his favorite character out of all of them…so the lack of recognition for the fox pirate was…really sad. He looked around at the little televisions that covered a corner of the gray desk. The televisions were small, and were stacked on top of each other. The room was dark, save for a dinky little warm light in the middle of the small office. Even then, that little light only lit up most of the office. The hallways on either side required their own lights. That was how Scott could see if the animatronics were coming to send him a visit. 

Scott knew these animatronics quite well. In fact, he was confident in saying he knew most of the ins and outs of this pizzeria. He had been hired as the security guard right before the pizzeria had opened. He remembered seeing one of those “Opening soon! Apply Now!” signs up on a bulletin nearby. He remembered giving in his resume, and meeting both Mr. Afton and his son Michael, in-person. He remembered that according to Mr. Afton, “Michael had an appointment today, and didn’t wanna go back to school.” He mentioned that his choices were to go to work with him or go back to school. And it appeared that Michael chose to go to work with him. 

Scott was suddenly thrown out of his thoughts as a set of shuffling feet filled the hallway. Recognizing who the shuffling belonged to, Scott closed the left door before the animatronic could come in. With the fox locked out, Scott let out a breath of relief. He was safe. 

But something was off…Usually Foxy would bodycheck himself into the door a few times before giving up. But…He wasn’t doing that this time. This confused Scott st first. Did the animatronic already give up? If so, what changed between now, and the last time he tried to get in? Was Foxy learning? 

Scott clicked the light button to check the hallway. Sure enough, the hallway was completely empty. 

Huh…These animatronics are a lot more clever than he thought…He quickly began to pray that he wasn’t underestimating the animatronics’ intellect. 

Walking back to the desk, Scott checked the screens to try and find Foxy. 

He checked the main dining hall, and found Bonnie. He was holding his red guitar, just staring at the camera. Scott chuckled somewhat awkwardly. Though he wasn’t sure if Bonnie could see it, Scott waved back to him. 

Next, Scott checked the stage and found Freddy. Apparently he hadn’t moved from the stage yet. Feeling comfortable with Freddy’s position, Scott looked at another camera. 

The bathrooms appeared to be empty. But the flash of yellow filled the screen when he switched to the kitchen camera. Chica and the cupcake were standing in the kitchen. Typical Chica wanting to cook in the kitchen…

He switched to Foxy’s cove, and tried to look inside the curtains. But based on the camera’s live recording and his own limited vision, Foxy wasn’t in there. 

Wait…If Foxy’s not in the hallways, and not in the Pirate’s Cove…then where is he?! 

Suddenly, Scott’s focus fell away from the screen as he heard something resembling a squeaky metal joint…

Oh God…Foxy’s right behind him…

Very slowly, Scott turned his head to look into the darkness behind him. The more he turned his head, the more he could see the white pupils from the animatronic…

The eyes began to tilt to the side. “Look at what we have heeere~” 

Yup…That’s Foxy alright…

He heard a near identical squeak as the fox's body moved closer. His white metallic teeth protruded from his jaw, worsening Scott’s fear…He looked like he was going to bite him like an aggressive dog…a dog capable of standing on their hind legs…A dog that stands taller than most humans. 

Scott turned the rest of his body around as he tried to calm himself down. It’s gonna be okay, Scott. Despite the size of his teeth, Foxy is not going to bite you. Those teeth are for aesthetics only. Mr. Emily would never program these animatronics to bite. That’s so against his nature. And Foxy was made to entertain kids! There’s no way he’d bite him! 

…Right? 

Suddenly, Scott’s thought process was interrupted as Foxy’s glaring face got closer to him. To make matters worse, Foxy’s teeth had opened up, making a couple of his back teeth slide together in an ear-piercing ‘schwing’ sound. This told Scott everything. Those teeth were not soft…they were made completely of metal. 

Doubt about his previous theory began to fill Scott’s mind. If Foxy was never meant to bite, then why did Henry give Foxy two sets of metal teeth?! 

“Ya scared, lil fella?” The fox asked him. 

Though Foxy was staring into his soul, Scott had quickly noticed that the voice was coming from a speaker in his chest, rather than his mouth. But it didn’t change how terrified he was…not even slightly. 

“Scared outta ya skin?” Foxy asked with an evil laugh. 

Scott very slowly started to nod his head. He didn’t know what else to do. Nodding barely seemed like enough of a response. 

“Shall we get this over with?” Foxy asked him. 

Scott widened his eyes. Over with? Get WHAT over with?! 

Scott’s spiraling mind was interrupted by the feeling of a hand and a hook sliding under his arms. “oOHNO-!” Scott gasped. And without any warning or preparation, Scott’s feet began to lift off the ground. “WaitwaitWAITWAIT!” He shrieked and shouted, kicking his feet. “FUCK- PUT ME DOWN!” 

“Gotta pretty light booty on ya, matey!” Foxy reacted. 

Despite how funny this phrase would be any other time, Scott refused to acknowledge it. All he cared about was the idea of his skull being crushed, and his life potentially ending in a matter of minutes. “HELP! HELLO?! HELP ME PLEASE!” 

“You need help there, mate?” Foxy asked, sounding quite genuine. 

Scott cried out again. “ANYONE THERE?! ANYBODY?! HELLO?!” Scott shouted. 

Foxy’s ears wiggled slightly as he tilted his head. “Ya don’t know when to quit, do ya?” He asked. 

Scott’s breathing increased as he stared into Foxy’s white pupils. “P-Please don’t hurt me…” He whimpered. 

Foxy’s eyepatch closed over his own eye. “Ya said ya wanted help?” Foxy asked. 

Scott gulped and bit his lip. “H-Huh?” 

Foxy laughed a little bit, his lower jaw moving up and down. “I’d love to help a member of the crew!” He declared. “What do ya need help with, me hearty?” Foxy asked him. 

“Uh-” 

“Perhaps ya want help sweepin’ the deck?” Foxy asked him. 

“What are you-” 

“Or perhaps ya need someone to turn yer frown upside down!” Foxy offered. 

“Ummmm-” 

“Which will it be, chum? Cleanin’ up the old cobwebs? Or a good ol’ fashioned cheer-up?” Foxy asked. 

“...I…I uh-” “Excellent choice!” Foxy raised Scott up slightly, before placing him somewhat roughly onto the chair. “One cheer-up comin’ right up!” He declared as he pretended to roll up his sleeves. “I’m gonna tell ya some special little jokes. And if ya laugh, then I’m doin’ my job right!” Foxy explained. “But if ya don’t laugh…” Foxy wiggled his left fingers. “Then I might just make ya~.” 

Scott widened his eyes and gulped slightly. Oh no…Knowing Foxy, these were gonna be the classic kids jokes…And though he liked those jokes, they were never funny enough to make him laugh…And knowing how much kids tend to laugh hysterically at the jokes…

This is not gonna go well…

“Aaaalright! First joke:” Foxy cleared his non-existent throat. “Why is pirating so addicting?” Foxy asked. 

Scott stared at him, still struggling to process the fact that he wasn’t planning on killing him. 

“Well, they say once ya lose yer first hand, ya get hooked!” Foxy declared, shoving the side of his hook into Scott’s face. 

Scott made no sound…he blinked once…he blinked twice…He did get the joke, but…he didn’t exactly start off with a bang…

“Well that’s a darn shame…How about this one:” Foxy offered. 

Scott blinked and widened his eyes. Wait, he wasn’t gonna tickle him? 

“What do ye call a pirate with two eyes and two legs?” Foxy asked. 

Scott stared at him, not really sure. “A rookie!” Foxy replied as the comedic drum sound played through his chest speaker. 

Scott’s confusion began to turn into slight boredom. Though he understood the joke, he just…didn’t find it funny. 

“Well, looks like I gotta tickle it outta ya!” He declared as his hand suddenly squeezed and scratched at Scott’s side and belly. 

Scott squeaked and curled up, pulling his knees up to his chest in a single moment. “Noho! GaAHAHA! Noho fair!” He squeezed his eyes shut as a giggle left his mouth. 

“Look at that! Ya CAN laugh! And here I thought ya had a broken funny bone!” Foxy teased. 

“Ihihit’s not funnyhyhy!” Scott tried to argue. 

“Well somethin’s gotta be funny! You’re laughin’ right now!” Foxy reminded him. 

“Yohohohou’re ticklihihing mehehehe!” Scott yelled back. 

“Are ya sure about that?” Foxy clarified. 

“Yehehehehes! Ihihihi cahahan feeheeheel ihit!” Scott tried to argue back. 

“Are ya sure that’s not yer tummy making ya laugh?” Foxy asked next, adding his hook to the other side of his ribs. 

“aAAH! YEHES!” He yelled back, shocked by his own reaction. Whatever Foxy was doing, was working way too well on him! “IHIHI’M SUHUHUHURE! I CAN FEEHEEHEEL YOHOHOUR HAHAHANDS RIGHT NOHOHOHOW!” Scott argued back. 

Foxy’s eye widened. “Oh! Ya can, can ya?” Foxy asked, looking down at his own upper limbs. 

“YEHEHEHESSS!” He shouted back. The poor guy was shaking his head and busting out in cackles of laughter every minute. 

Foxy smirked. “If you could feel me hands, then you would know that I don’t have two hands.”  Foxy stopped tickling him and showed Scott the hook. “No pirate is complete without their trusty hook!” He declared. “Call me a seasoned veteran!” He added rather proudly.  

Scott’s laughter slowly began to die down as he stared at the hook. He couldn’t explain why, but something was telling him that the strong laughter he was experiencing was due to the fox’s hook rather than his hand. “Hehehe…Hehe…Haaa…” He hung his head. 

“Geez, mate! I didn’t kill ya with me jokes, did I?” Foxy asked him. 

Scott blinked a couple times, staring at him. “All that…just because I didn’t laugh at your jokes?” he clarified. 

Foxy let out a laugh that sounded somewhat similar to Mr. Krabs. “Not exactly, Buccaneer. Mr. Afton himself told me to cheer ya up!” Foxy told him. 

Scott raised his eyebrows. “Mr. Afton?” Scott tilted his head and narrowed his eyes. “You mean William?” 

“Oh no no, not the captain of this joint.” Foxy shook his head. “The cabin boy.” He replied. 

Scott stared at him, confused. “What?” 

“Ya know, the youngin’.” Foxy explained, showing Scott the child’s general size with his hook. 

Scott straightened his head. “Wait…The kids?” He asked next. 

“Yeah!” Foxy replied, smiling slightly as a little shadow showed up behind Scott. 

“Wait…” Scott pointed to the animatronic. “William has 3 kids. Which one is it?” Scott asked next. 

And almost as if previously planned, Scott felt a pair of small and quick hands grab at his sides, before being followed up by a loud and proud “BOO!”. 

“GAAAH!” Scott jumped about 5 feet in the air, before sprinting away giggling from the little skittering fingers. “Nahahaha! Whohoho-” He turned to look at the person, and let out a sigh of relief. “Oh…Michael, hi.” He reacted. 

“Hi Mr. Phone guy!” Michael declared. 

Scott chuckled awkwardly. “Uhhh…What are you doing here?” He asked, still surprised that a 13 year old was standing in his office. 

“I wanted to surprise you!” Michael admitted. “Were you surprised?” He asked. 

Scott shrugged his shoulders. “Yeah, I was. I was quite surprised.” He admitted. 

Michael giggled rather evilly. “I guess we could say you’re ‘tickled’ about me being there?” Michael teased. 

“Eyyyy! That’s my boy!” Foxy patted Michael’s head excitedly. 

Scott sighed and shook his head. “I should’ve known…” He muttered. “Does your father know you’re here?” Scott asked him. 

“Uhhh…” Michael bit his lip and looked away. “N-No…He doesn’t…” He admitted. 

Scott sighed. “I’m gonna call your father.” He told him, picking up the phone and typing his boss’s number into the telephone. He raised the phone to his ear, and waited for it to stop ringing. 

“Hello?” A familiar voice said on the other side of the line. “Hi Mr. Afton. It’s Scott Rogers. Michael showed up at the Pizzeria here.” Scott explained. 

“He did?” Mr. Afton went silent for a moment. “Huh…I guess that explains why he’s a little late getting home.” Mr. Afton admitted. 

“Yeah…If you can come pick him up, that’d be great.” Scott admitted. 

“Sure, I can pick him up. It'll be about 20 minutes. Is that okay?” Mr. Afton asked. 

“Yeah, that’ll be fine.” Scott replied. 

“Alright. See you soon.” Mr. Afton said before hanging up the phone. 

Scott put down his own phone and looked at Michael. “Your father’s on the way.” 

“Aww…” Michael frowned and crossed his arms. “And I thought you were cool…” 

Scott chuckled a little bit, smiling as he came to terms with the thought of essentially being called ‘not cool’ by a 13 year old. 

“Well…I’m not the one who chose not to walk to the house…” Scott reminded him. “And I’m not the one who’s too ticklish to handle a robot fox.” Michael shot back, smirking as he crossed his arms. 

Scott raised his eyebrows. Did he really just say that? Did he really just sass him?! Scott smirked slightly as an idea developed in his head. “Think you’re so tough, huh? I’d like to see you handle a robot tickle monster.” Scott replied. 

“Yarrr! Ain’t that an idea!” Foxy declared. 

Michael’s smile quickly dropped from his face upon hearing Foxy’s words. “Uh oh…” He muttered. 

Scott raised an eyebrow. “Oh I’m sorry, did I just hear an ‘uh oh’ from the tough guy?” Scott asked. 

Michael tensed up. “N-No…you didn’t.” He muttered, visibly losing his composure. 

“Hey Foxy! Got any more jokes on you?” Scott asked. 

“Well, me hearty! I thought ya’d never ask!” Foxy replied, throwing his hooked hand in the air with excitement. “What does the pirate say when he turns 80 years old?” Foxy asked. 

Michael shrugged his shoulders. “I don’t know.” 

“Aye Matey!” Foxy declared excitedly. 

Michael let out a quick exhale through his nose, and shook his head. “Wow…” 

“Ya get it?” Foxy asked. 

“That’s the best you can come up with?” Michael asked. 

Scott smirked and laughed a little bit. Though, he wasn’t laughing at the joke…“Looks like Michael didn’t laugh. You know what that means, Foxy?” He asked with a smirk. 

“Yarrr! Indeed I do! Ya learn quickly, Scotty-boy!” Foxy declared, before poking Michael’s sides. “I tickle the laughter out of ya!” Foxy declared. 

Michael squeaked and struggled to cover up his sides. “NAHAhaha! Fohoxy dohohon’t!” Michael wiggled, trying to run away from Foxy’s hook and hand. 

“Goodness, cabin boy! You’re a lot more wiggly than Scotty!” Foxy reacted. “Or even the captain himself!” Foxy added. 

“I’ll say!” Scott reacted. 

“FOXYHYHYHYHY! COHOME OHOHOHON!” Michael yelled out. “What’s wrong, Michael? Still feeling tough?” Scott asked next. 

“Can’t handle a taste of yer own medicine?” Foxy asked. 

“MEHEHEANIHIHIES!” Michael shouted at him. Scott chuckled. “Yeah yeah yeah…Talk all you want to, Mike.” He teased. 

“Ya keep complainin’, and we may never stop ticklin’!” Foxy warned with a pirate-esque laugh. 

“NOHOHOHO!” Michael shouted back. 

This playful banter only lasted another 5 minutes, before Michael finally gave up. With Scott ordering Foxy to help, Michael was given a chair, a small cup of water, and a chance to recover before his father showed up. When William showed up to pick up Michael, Scott walked Michael from the office, up to the exit door. William hopped out of the car and playfully pushed Michael towards the car, before looking at Scott. 

“Thanks for the help. And again, I’m sorry about all that. Michael’s getting used to walking home from school, and apparently he thinks he can go wherever he wants. Hopefully grounding him will be enough to kick him down a few pegs.” William told him. 

“Yeah…Although, I didn’t mind having him there.” Scott mentioned. 

William chuckled. “You’re a good man, Rogers.” William patted his back somewhat roughly. “I’ll let you get back to it, alright?” William replied. 

“Alright. Good luck.” Scott told him as William walked away. 

“Thanks! I’ll need it!” William replied as he got into the car. 

Scott smiled and waved to them as the car started. Right as the car started to move, the backseat window rolled down, and a smaller head peeked out of the window. “Bye phone guy!” He yelled out the window. 

Scott laughed. “Bye tough guy!” Scott yelled back. 

“YEAH!” Michael showed off his bicep through the open window right as the car started to turn left. This made Scott laugh a little bit more. 

Kids…Such playful, sassy creatures…

Yes, I'm writing a few more FNAF fanfictions. The problem I had before, is that everyone kept only asking for FNAF fanfictions. So naturally when trying to keep up with the prompts, I quickly got bored of writing the same characters. But now, I have checked my inbox and have found a large variety of fanfics. So, with that in mind, I think I can handle a couple more FNAF fanfiction prompts.

Hello everyone! I have three more asks in my inbox, so I will be getting to those as soon as possible! Thanks for sending them in!! 💕

dealing with the worst case scenario

your condom breaks

you feel a lump on your breast

your friends are ignoring you

you’re stranded on an island 

you got rejected by a crush

you get into a car accident

you got stung by a bee/wasp

you got fired from your job

you’re in an earthquake

your tattoo gets infected

your house is on fire

you’re lost in the woods

you get arrested abroad

you get robbed

your partner cheated on you

you’re on a ship that’s sinking

you fall into ice

you’re stuck in an elevator

you hit a deer with your car

you have food poisoning

your pet passed away

you fall off of a horse

you or your friend has alcohol poisoning

you have toxic shock syndrome

your house has a gas leak

Hi I hope you are having a good morning/afternoon/evening! I just wanna say I love your headcanons about 2012 TMNT! Its so nice to see that someone else still enjoys that show. I was wondering if I could talk to you more in DMs? You seem like a pretty chill person!

Yeah, that sounds great! Thank you so much for your kind words, feel free to send me a message!

OMG THANK YOU SO MUCH!!! THIS IS SO CUTE!! 💞💞💞💞

It would be SO awesome if you made art for it! I would love to see it! 😁😁

Hi! If you're up to it, how about #55 from the prompt list you posted?

I really love your writing, it's very fun to read! :)

“Whoa! I Didn’t Expect That Much of a Reaction.”

Donnie discovers Leo's instant death spot when they were tots.

Feel free to send requests from the prompt list! Anyone can request as many as they want! No limits, I love writing!⭐✨ (Also, ur writing is amazing and so cute!!)

Prompt 55 from this list!

(sfw tickling, tce$t and feti$h ppl, DNI!!)

Lee: Leo💙

Ler: Donnie💜

“Oh c'mon Dee-Dee,” Leo whined, the four year old flopping dramatically over Donnie's lap.

“No,” Donnie huffed, lifting his DS higher.

“Dooonnnniiieee,” Leo complained, “C'mon! You can make the rocket and then we go to space together!”

“I'm not making a rocket,” Donnie huffed, irritated, “So stop asking!”

“Deeeeeeeeeeeeee,” Leo whined, poking at Donnie's cheek, “Please, please, please, please, ple- EEP!”

Leo jolted as Donnie set down the DS and swiped at his side, making him squirm a bit.

“You've been bothering me non-stop, you're not going anywhere!” Donnie said with an evil laugh, using one hand to keep Leo trapped across his lap and starting to scribble at his sides with the other.

“NohohohHOHOHO!” Leo giggled, squirming and kicking his legs to try and escape, “DEHEEHEEE!”

“Oh c'mon, Lee-Lee!” Donnie said evilly, skittering his fingers over Leo's tummy and making his twin shriek, “You wanted my attention!”

“DOHOHOHONIE! IHIHIT TIHIHIHIHCKLES!” Leo squealed, laughing and trying to shove away Donnie's tickly fingers.

“That's the point,” Donnie giggled, unable to help himself. Leo's laugh was so contagious.

Leo squirmed, kicking and managed to protectively cover his tummy with his hands. He gave Donnie a triumphant grin and stuck his tongue out at him, “HAH!”

Donnie glared, scribbling at Leo's ribs and making him shriek with laughter but he continued protectively covering his tummy as he squirmed and laughed.

Donnie thought for a moment, before he came up with a new idea.

He set his hand on Leo's thigh and squeezed ever so slightly.

Leo screeched.

“HAHAHAHAA! WHAHAHAHAHAT!? AHH HAHAHAHAHA!” Leo cackled, screaming with laughter and squirming, he immediately tried to grab Donnie's wrists and pry his ruthless hands away.

Donnie's eyes widened as a smirk spread across his face, “Woah! I didn't expect that much of a reaction!”

He drummed his fingers on Leo's thigh again, making him shriek loudly, laughter going up an octave.

“DOHOHOHONIE! NAHAHAHA! NAHAHAHAHAT THEHEHEHEHRE!” Leo squealed, trying to frantically kick his legs away and pry Donnie's hand off.

Donnie grinned, “What, does this tickle~?” he skittered his fingers over Leo's thigh.

Leo screamed, eyes scrunched tightly shut as happy tears trickled out. His face was bright red as he squirmed and laughed hysterically.

“NAHAHAHA! DEEHEHEHE! PLEHEHEHEASE!” Leo begged, squealing as Donnie started kneading at his thighs.

“This is your death spot!” Donnie laughed as Leo cackled and chirped occasionally.

“NOHOHOHOHO MOHOHOHOHOHOHRE! I CAHAHHAHAHAAN'T! TOOHOOHOHOHO MUHUHUHUCH- HAHAHAHAHAHA!” Leo screeched as Donnie kneaded and tickled at his thighs.

“Are you gonna keep asking about the rocket?”

“NOHOHOHOHO!” Leo squealed.

“What do you say?”

“IHIHI’M SOHOHOHOHORRY!” Leo screeched, “NOHOHOHOHOW STAHAHAHAP!”

Donnie finally stopped, laughing as Leo curled up and giggled.

“You're really ticklish, huh?”

“Nohoho!” Leo denied through giggles.

“Really?” Donnie teased, poking Leo's thigh and making him squeak.

“Mahahaybe a little bihit, “Leo giggled as Donnie yanked him up into a hug.

“You can watch me play, but no more rockets!” Donnie said firmly, picking up his DS and letting Le lay against him to watch.

While he played, he mentally noted that Leo's thighs were his death spot. He'd make sure to remember that.

💜💙💜💜💙💜

“Something on your mind, doofus?” Leo teased, snapping Donnie back to the present.

“Just remembering something,”

“What?”

Donnie jabbed Leo in the thigh, making his twin jump and shriek.

“Some things never change~.”

“DEHEHEHEE!”

✨⭐Let me know if I should make art for this one⭐✨

TMNT 2012 Headcannons Because I Can't Function Well Enough to Make a Fic

yeah I'm sorry for not being able to write super well rn,,, but I'll make headcannons to make up for it!

TMNT 2012 HCS! (Slight spoilers! Don't read if you haven't finished season 4!)

TW!: Some Swearing! (my bad)

why does he look like that- /j

Leo

Lee:

I feel like he's decently ticklish but hides it most of the time because of his "I want to look super professional and ninja-y" persona, but there are times when he can't help it.

Worst spot is probably his sides (I've seen this around and it just suits him)

Second worst is likely tied between his feet and underarms

After the battle with Shredder and his vocal cords were trashed, his laugh is much more raspy and doesn't get very loud. Shrieky giggles at most.

Hasn't effected his sensitivity though.

Will squirm like his life depends on it, but generally is sapped of his strength after a few seconds.

Splinter would tickle them as tots, but as they got older it became less and less common.

However, when Leo became more edgy and stoic, his dad came around to make sure he kept smiling.

Gets tickled the most by Splinter and Raph

If asked, won't downright admit to being ticklish, but definitely won't deny it if it's with someone he's comfortable with.

Karai had to do some serious coaxing to get him to let her, but after that she continuously pokes at him to catch him off guard, sometimes even full on tickling him until he can't remember his own name.

All ideas for attack and protection go out the window as soon as he's tickled

Just flops around a bunch

Can't take multiple lers at a time unless it's light tickling- he almost instantly crumbles

Gets really flustered hearing "the t-word"

He'll blush and stutter, looking all taken-aback

Will literally always get his ler back

Unless it's Splinter, he only tried that once as a tot- never again.

Ler

Big brother privileges galore

If Leo's in a good mood, he'll take any and every opportunity he can to wreck his siblings

Tickles all of his brothers equally, but it's really just a matter of who needs it the most, as well as who happens to fall into his sight.

Likes using cheer-up tickles- and needs to. (These poor children are so traumatized)

Tickles vary between scribbling and poking, to squeezing and wiggling his fingers.

Isn't suuuper ruthless, but his brothers still fear him.

Especially if they've made him mad.

If so, it's game over.

Is also very teasy.

Will avoid saying the word because it flusters him as well, but still makes sure to embarrass his little siblings to no end.

I feel like he'd laugh along with his lee, making notes on the silly faces and noises they make.

The most common reason of being forced to take his wrath is refusing to move from in front of the tv while he watches Space Heroes.

Likely a ler-leaning switch

Donnie

Lee:

Donatello looks like he's super ticklish.

And absolutely is.

Worst spots are underarms, thighs, and general stomach-area, but he's definitely ticklish everywhere

Screeches and flails when tickled no matter how light

Laugh is pretty loud, but his giggles are very light and airy.

Will beg the entire time, but doesn't actually mind being tickled all that much.

There was a time when April found out he was ticklish (she walked in on Mikey wrecking his shit) and joined in.

Let's just say his face had never been as red as it was then.

Is tickled the most for not sleeping for literal days straight, or for freaking out, but there are times when his brothers (+ April and sometimes Casey) just tickle him to mess with him.

If multiple people are tickling him, he just completely loses himself.

Don isn't able to formulate words, his face goes beet red, and will go limp after a while.

If April is tickling him, he is so terrified of accidentally hurting her that he just stops moving- complete bodily shut down.

He still laughs and pleads with her, but refuses to move an inch, barely even pulling him arms down to protect himself. He gets teased about it so much too.

That completely flips if it's his brothers though, slapping and punching and kicking so much that it's the main priority to pin him down, rather than actually tickle him.

Actually cries very easily when being tickled

Gave his fam a big scare the first time it happened

Cannot take teasing.

He will hide in his shell until he either feels safe again or is forced out.

Such forcing is done by giving him raspberries on his shell. (The method was discovered by Mikey, and was passed down to everyone they know)

Ler

I don't see him as much of a ler, but let's give it a shot anyways.

Isn't very teasy per se, but there are lots of little things he does that fluster his lee regardless.

Things like creeping his hands close to a tickle spot before actually getting it, pausing every once in a while, things like that.

Doesn't really say much, and kinda just stares at whoever he's tickling. Especially April.

After everyone started noticing this, he switched to giving compliments sometimes so it was less awkward.

Tickles Mikey and April the most, but it's still pretty rare.

Has pretty light tickles

Spidering, soft scratching, and tracing are his go to.

Has only tickled April a couple of times, but it didn't go on for very long because 1) He got too shy, 2) He didn't want to hurt her, and 3) She turns the tables every time.

In all the times he's tickled people, there was only a time or two that they didn't get him back.

Almost completely a lee.

Raph

Lee:

I'm not sure where his worst spot would be, but for sure has a really ticklish torso and neck. Also Underarms.

I love that he's canonically ticklish- it's just so wonderful.

Gets tickled the most by Mikey (much to his embarrassment), but Leo is a close second, followed by Mona.

His laugh is surprisingly high-pitched, making a prime topic for lighthearted bullying.

Attempts to hide his reactions, and does so fairly well, although there are certain things that absolutely make him crumble.

Fights and fights and fights until he's too tired to move.

Absolutely will not hesitate to knock a tooth loose or beat anyone who tries to tickle him, but there are two instances where he will restrain himself.

One of these instances is when it comes to Mona Lisa.

If she is tickling him, he'll wiggle around, but composes himself enough to not accidentally hurt her.

Both of them know there's no way he'd actually do any substantial damage, but better safe than sorry.

The other instance is if he really pisses Leo off.

This has only happened a couple of times, but it is extremely scary.

Raph pretty much accepts his fate.

There's still a struggle, but there is a significant decrease in the amount of effort he puts in to stop his older brother from tickling him.

Still stubborn af though.

Mikey was the one who found out he was ticklish and has been using it against him ever since, almost always resulting in Raph absolutely getting him.

Ler:

Despite the ler energy I've seen him with, I feel like he doesn't tickle people a whole lot.

Doesn't mean he isn't the scariest ler in the Hamato household.

When the tickle monster that is Raph is unleashed, all of his brothers cower.

Has a much rougher approach to tickling, leaving his lee a breathless mess on the floor

He's also extremely teasy, though it's more so sarcastic comments the entire time.

Running from this turtle is not an option. He can and will catch you every single time.

Donnie has learned this the hard way, very many times.

There's a pretty even balance as to who Raph tickles the most, but the most common to see tickly-interactions with is Casey.

Those two have tickle fights all the time.

Leo has rushed into the lair multiple times because of Casey's unholy screeching.

Tickles people the most for getting on his nerves or to get them to be quiet. (Mikey)

Has tried and failed to tickle Mona, and is still unsure to this day if she isn't ticklish, or just hides her reactions well.

Switch-leaning ler

stopp what is this gif 😳

Mikey

Lee:

Very ticklish boy.

Worst spots are neck, knees, and ribs

His laugh is loud enough to make his ler retract and cover their ears for a moment before continuing.

I think he absolutely loves using tickling as a way to mess with his bros or just have fun.

Is mainly tickled for being obnoxious, but April and Casey will get him more casually, exchanging pokes and squeezes every now and then.

That said, his main lers are April and Casey, followed by Raph.

Squirms around a bit, and tries to hide in his shell half of the time.

Isn't as stubborn as his brothers, but he has his moments.

Is more sensitive to physical teasing, such as wiggling fingers, etc.

Needs some kind of affection after being tickled, such as a hug, head-pats, even just some water will do.

If caught off-gaurd, he may accidentally punch his ler in the face. (It has happened on multiple occasions)

Is generally open to being tickled, but will get a little flustered if asked about it directly.

Ler:

Pesters his brothers All. The. Time.

Loves to sneak up behind them when they're not paying attention and poke them or wiggle his fingers into their side.

Is the only one of the four to incorporate tickling into every day life.

Seriously, he'll sneak it into training to gain the upper hand, (it never works for long but A for effort) cheer-up tickles after a tough mission, even declares tickle fights sometimes!

A very quick tickler, rapidly changing spots and moving his fingers at terrifying speeds.

Gets extremely full of himself when he takes someone down, teasing and laughing galore, though this is usually his downfall.

Tickles Raph and Donnie the most often, Raph just to annoy him, and Donnie to initiate a tickle fight, or to make him relax.

Casey is slightly rarer to see, but that's because he mostly hangs around Raph and Donnie.

Loves playing chase before getting his lee.

Also will tag-team with April to get his nerd brother, secretly being a wingman to up his ego in April's eyes.

Makes goofy noises when tickling people to make them laugh more, and it works a lot of the time.

A full switch

Geez, I apologize for not responding very much, my mental health is seriously kicking my butt, but I'm still holding things together so far! Next on my to-do list is lee 2012 Raph, so I'll see what story I can put together for you all. I hope you all are doing well and have a wonderful day/night!

WOWZERS! Gotta prep!

#augtickletober2024 is here!!

October's on it's way, and it's time to get ready!! Over at @tickletober, folks voted and said that July would be the best month to drop this year's list, so here's mine!

It's time to start prepping for TickleTober 2024!!

As always -- this challenge is just for fun! There is no pressure to complete every prompt, just do what you want/what you can. Jump around the list, pick and choose, combine, and interpret the prompts however you like. Just enjoy yourself! Don't burn out trying to do it all!!

Also, I believe it was last year, it was suggested by an anon that list-makers might provide a daily prompt list and a weekly prompt list. I was already done with last year's material by the time that came in, but this year I planned ahead for it! The groupings of prompt in the daily prompt list correlate directly with the extended prompts in the weekly prompt list. Use both, use one or the other, or forgo these lists and use none at all -- it's all up to you!

As always, I'll be eager to see all the works created with these prompts under the tag #augtickletober2024! And I'll be reblogging (sfw) content from both my list and others over at @tickletober throughout the month of October!

Happy creating, everyone!

I watched the '03 movie yesterday, 'Turtles Forever', and LOVED IT!! It was super silly and gave the last bit of closure I felt like we needed, but uh.. they used the t-word TWICE. And in one part, MIKEY WAS TICKLED OFF SCREEN. LIKE- WHAT?? 😭😭😭😭