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Spring Fever 🌸

A/N: thank you for the request, anon! apologies for the wait, I was having some pretty bad writer's block 😔

Summary: Miyano has something on his mind that he can't seem to shake. He soon learns that Sasaki is quite the force to be reckoned with!

Characters: switches Sasaki and Miyano

“Sasaki…?”

“Yes, Mya-chan?”

It was a beautiful spring day outside. The two lovebirds had just finished having lunch together and were now sitting side by side, leaning against each other underneath a cherry blossom tree. Miyano had had something on his mind all day that he couldn’t stop thinking about, and as the cherry blossom petals fell quietly around them, now seemed like as good a time as any to finally bring it up.

“A-are you, ticklish?”

“Yeah, isn’t everyone?”

“Not everyone, but…”

“Why'd you ask?”

“Uh…” (Because he really wanted to tickle him.) “I-I just…” (He wanted to hear him laugh, to be the cause of that laughter. He wanted to feel Sasaki squirm beneath his touch, completely at his mercy—)

“You want to tickle me?”

“I—! Maybe… Yeah.”

Sasaki smiled. “You can, I don’t mind.”

Miyano turned to look up at him. “R-really?”

“Yep. Go on, show me what you’ve got.” Sasaki nonchalantly put his hands behind his head as he leaned back against the tree.

That wasn’t exactly the reaction Miya was hoping for, but he’ll take what he can get. Since Sasaki had already given him such easy access, Miyano reached up and skittered his fingers along Sasaki’s underarms. A slight smile tugged at the corners of Sasaki’s lips as he furrowed his brow.

“You can do better than that,” Sasaki taunted.

“Oh yeah?” Miyano was feeling eager, so he quickly clambered onto Sasaki’s lap and latched onto his hips.

“EEHEHE whahaha-wahahahahahahait!”

“How’s this, huh?”

“Pfftahahaha! Yohou certainly cahahaught me ohohohohoff guahahahard!” Sasaki playfully grabbed at Miyano’s hands, without any real intent to make him stop.

“I’m gonna find your worst spot! Is it here? Here? Maybe right here?” Miyano poked and prodded at Sasaki’s waist, abdomen, and right inside his belly button.

“Eek!”

“Ooh, riiight here? Is this a good spot?” Miyano gently wiggled his finger around inside of Sasaki’s belly button.

“Ahahahaha nohohooo!”

“Hm, what about here?” Miyano began rubbing his thumbs into Sasaki’s ribs.

“HAHAHA MIYAHAHAHAHA!”

“Oh, I see! Maybe I was using the wrong technique before. Are the rougher tickles worse?” Testing this theory, Miyano went back to Sasaki’s underarms and this time, instead of scratching lightly, he vibrated his fingers firmly into his hollows.

Sasaki practically screamed. “AAAAAHAHAHAHA WAHAHAHAHAHAHA! MIYAAHA- *Sasaki’s laughter goes silent* AHAHAHAHAIEEEYAHAHA!!”

Miyano’s big brown eyes sparkled with joy. “Oh my gosh! Wait, so I was right the first time? This has to be your most ticklish spot!”

Sasaki clutched his stomach and fell softly to the right into a pile of cherry blossom petals. He threw his head back and kicked his legs uselessly. Miyano was unrelenting, having a little too much fun.

“MIHIHIHIHIYAHAHA! STAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!” Sasaki grabbed Miyano’s hands with vigor and pulled him down into the pile of petals beside him.

“I… I didn’t know you had it in you!” Sasaki panted.

“I-I didn’t go too far, did I?” Miyano asked, turning to look at Sasaki.

Sasaki turned his head to face Miyano as well. “No, I’m just surprised.”

“Oh, good,” Miyano sighed.

Sasaki grinned. He formed his hands into claws and wiggled his fingers at Miya. “Now it’s your turn!”

Miyano’s eyes widened. Before he had a chance to react, Sasaki was already on top of him. He clawed at Miyano’s ribs, pinched his waist, and scribbled against his tummy.

“AAAAHahahAHAHA! N-nahahAHA!”

“Coochie coochie coo~! I think you’re even more ticklish than I am, Mya-chan!”

“I’m nAHAHAA WAIT WAIT NAHAHAHAHAHAT THEHEHEHEHERE!!”

“Oho, does somebody have sensitive thighs?”

Miyano’s face turned a shade that matched the petals surrounding it. “SAHAHASAKIHIHI!”

“You’re so cute. You really can’t handle this, huh?”

Miyano shook his head. “PLEHEHEHEAAHAHAHA! SOMEWHERE EHEHEHAHAHAHAHA!”

“Alright, alright. How about here?” Sasaki reached backwards to squeeze right above the tops of Miyano’s knees.

“NOHOHOHAHAHAHAHA!”

“You’re ticklish everywhere! What about underneath?”

“THAHAHAHAHAT’S WOHOHORSE!!”

Sasaki laughed along with him. “Hm, I have an idea,” he said, giving Miyano a break as he crawled off him.

Miyano gasped for air, still smiling widely. Sasaki wrapped his legs around Miyano’s, effectively trapping them. He then began to untie his shoes. Miyano hadn’t even noticed until Sasaki had taken one off and poked Miyano’s sole.

“KYAHA! W-w-wahait, Sasaki, please no!”

“No? What, are your feet reeeeaaaally ticklish?”

Miyano scrunched his face and nodded. He tugged at his legs, but they were completely stuck.

Sasaki pulled Miyano’s sock off and scritched across Miyano’s sole. “Tickle tickle~ Tickle tickle tickle tickle, Mya-chan!”

Miyano screeched. “AAAAAAHAHAAAAHAHAHAHA STAAHAAHAAAHAHAHAHA!!!”

“Oh wow, you weren’t kidding!”

Sasaki took Miyano’s other shoe and sock off and scribbled his fingers all over both of Miyano’s soles and the balls of his feet. Miyano was so loud that Sasaki only kept it up for a few seconds in fear of someone thinking they were hearing screams of bloody murder. He lightened his touches so that he was just barely gracing Miyano’s skin.

“YohOHoHOU ahahAHAHA! AHAHARE g-goHOhoing to kihIHILL mehEHEHEHE!!”

“I’m barely even touching you!” “IHIHI CAHAHAHAHAN’T! NahAHAT THAHAHAHAHAT!”

“What, your toes? You can’t handle the tickle tickle tickles under your ticklish little toes?”

Tears streamed down the sides of Miyano’s face as his laughter finally went silent. Not wanting to kill his poor boyfriend, Sasaki released Miyano’s legs. Miyano quickly curled into a ball.

“Ahahahaha, oh my Gohohahahaha…”

Sasaki leaned down to plant a kiss on Miyano’s forehead. Miyano finally opened his eyes to look up at him.

“There he is!” Sasaki beamed.

“Sh-shut uhuhup…”

For the prompts, can I please ask for Raph and 57? :DDD Ur blog is amazing

Thank you for the prompt and you’re amazing Kanene!!!! Prompt list is here! …

“Hey! Guys! This is a serious matter!” Raph growled out. To be intimidating. Yes, so he could intimidate these idiots into doing what they’re told. That’s the only reason why.

“Ah but we are simply doing as told, dear brother!” Donnie smirked, pulling down on his right arm as he mercilessly dug into his armpit. 

“Leo just said to practise our training by sparring with you!” Mikey chirped from the exact same position on his left. 

“Exactly!” Raph roared. Oh pizza supreme the laughter was really coming now. The giggles building and building. His chest awkwardly heaving to keep it down. He can’t take this much longer. But… refuse to give in… can’t let baby brothers win. “This isn’t sparring!”

It looked like Raph was going to explode. His face bright red and his entire being was tense. He was still flinching when their tickling fingers caught a sensitive spot. 

“But it will take you down!” Mikey roared back just as loudly, maybe with a slight maniacal tinge. 

“Any moment now…” Donnie mumbled, both of their hand never once stilling from their relentless attack. 

Raph snorted but kept it in. His chest aching to bellow out his laughter. His legs shaking so badly now. 

“Just a little bit longer…” Mikey cooed. 

“Guys!” There’s no way he should speak. If he opens his mouth then all the laughter will come flooding out. “Ta-take this…. Heh… Seriouslyyyyy ahahah! AAAAHAHAHAHAHA!”

“And lift off baby!”

“And lift off!” 

Both his brothers cheered as he immediately flopped over them, they gently laid him on the floor. His feet kicking out as he lost himself in laughter. It tickled! So much!

“We beat Raph, we beat Raph, we beat Raph!” Mikey cheered, somehow tickling him harder. 

Now he was laying down, Donnie was making the use of the extra space. A quick tickle under his chin. A crawl up along his arm. A pinch to his side. 

“AAAHAHAHA! HAHAHA! G-guys! HAGAHA! Okay okay! Okay! Hahaha! You win!” 

His younger brothers instantly turned to Leo with eager and proud grins. 

“Uhhh not exactly what I had in mind…” Leo awkwardly trailed off. As new leader, does he tell them off for deliberately misunderstanding him… or as a younger brother, cheer them on for taking Raph down a peg. 

Raph did look ridiculous having stood there for three minutes just taking their tickling like it was nothing. 

“But good job! An enemy may have any kind of weakness…” Leo cheered after a long dramatic pause to build the tension. Raph only sighed in fake exasperation as Donnie and Mikey high-fived. 

Morning Nibbles (Royality)

The sunlight slowly seeped through the window blinds of the room, the warm light eventually landing on the glorious early morning face of Prince Roman. As the glimmer shined on his eyes, he rolled over away from it fluttering them open to gaze lovingly at the being peacefully snoozing beside him with his back facing him. Roman gave a small and soft smile as Patton let out adorable little snores. Unfortunately, he'd have to wake up his love from his peaceful slumber to get on with the day. He reached over to give Patton a gentle shake. "Darling," he uttered quietly, "time to get up."

    Patton gave off an exquisitly cute moan and shifted slightly, curling up a little bit. Roman chuckled a bit before giving another shake while shifting closer to almost spooning. "Come on, beloved. Rise and shine." "No," Patton moaned out. Roman rolled his eyes and simply replied with, "don't make me make you..."

    At this point, Patton was awake but wanted to share a moment in bed with his boyfriend. They each have been really busy lately helping Thomas prepare for a stage play that's coming up soon and hardly had time to share with each other until today. Today, all the sides agreed to a day off to relax and take a break from it all for the day. Today, Patton wanted to have some fun with his lover, and he's already getting his wish. Today, Roman wanted to enjoy pleasant moments with his boyfriend and show him so much affection that it may suffocate him, and already he's getting HIS wish. (That's right folks! I'm making everybody happy! Sue me!*plz don't* BACK TO THE STORY!)

    Roman could sense the growing smile on Patton's face as he stated his threat. So with a chuckle building up at the back of his throat, he slid his hand from Patton's shoulder to his stomach and gave steady, gentle rubs. Sure enough, Patton started to squirm at the sensations  building up, and he was trying his darnedest to keep from laughing. Roman felt him holding back, so he readied his next attack, "Still not getting up? Alright, love, you asked for it!"

    With that, he leaned up to get in position right above Patton's neck. Patton felt the presence over his neck, and he instantly starting squealing out, "NO NO NO NO NO! I'LL GET UP! I'LL GET UP!" "Too late!" With that, Roman bit down on Patton's neck and started nibbling the sensitive flesh. Needless to say, Patton went crazy, "AAAAHAHAHAHAHA! ROHOHOHOHOMAHAHAHAHAN! STAHAHAHAP PLEHEHEHEHAHAHASE! IT TIHIHIHIHIHCKLES!" "That's the point, dearest," Roman replied, "you didn't want to get up so I had no choice." He continued to nibble at Patton's neck while his hands started torturing his belly.

    "ROHOHOHOMAHAHAHAHAHN! NOHOHOHOHOHOHO! WAHAHAHAHAHAIT!" Patton screamed as Roman moved his hands under his shirt to scratch at the soft skin. Patton was flailing around at this point and half-heartedly attempting to remove Roman's hands. He was slowly reaching his limit.

    But let's be honest: even though Patton was going through this torture, he didn't want it to end. He was enjoying the precious moment with his boyfriend and wanted it to continue forever. Roman was also having fun. He gets to spend the day with his lover and was able to hear his angelic laughter first thing in the morning.

  �� Roman kept His attack up by lightly pinching at the tummy flesh that was Patton but was trailing dangerously close to his bellybutton. "ROHOHOHOHO! NOHOHOHOHT THEHEHEHEHEHERE! PLEHEHEHEHEHEHEHASE!" Patton cried. Roman realized what position his hands were in, "but why not here? Looks like a spot where I hear more of your melodious giggles." Patton shook his head violently. "I'm gonna boop the button," Roman teased as he traced the rim of his navel. Patton squealed through his laughter, "NOOHOHOHO! DOHOHOHOHON'T BOOHOOHOOP THE BUHUHUTTOHOHOHON!!!" "Boop!"

    Patton couldn't help but shriek as Roman swirled his finger in his navel. It didn't help that Roman continued the nibbles on his neck. "You know what?" Roman started, "your neck actually tastes quite delicious, Patton. Do you know what flavor I'm picking up?" "WHAAHAHAHAHT?" "Raspberries!" Patton's eyes widened as he tried to escape the tickling hands of his lover, but he was too late. Roman took a teasingly deep breath and blew a huge raspberry on Patton's neck followed by multiple smaller ones and more tickly nibbles. Patton SCREAMED at the sensations and felt that he'd reached his limit.

    "OHOHOKAHAHAYHYHY! I'M UHUHUP! I'M UHUHUHUP!!" Patton finally cried out. Roman slowed his attack to a stop and kissed the spot that he nibbled which was tender now, earning a squeak from Patton. It took a while, but Patton was able to calm himself from the ticklish high he was at not two minutes ago. He turned over to face his lover with a smile gracing his face. "Good morning," he said simply but happily. "Good morning, darling," Roman replied while giving a kiss to Patton's forehead, "time to get up." "Okay."

    They each got up and moved to their separate bathrooms to get ready for the day. Since it was a lazy day, they decided to put on something more casual. Roman dressed in a red t-shirt with a golden crown on the chest,a red and gold themed varsity jacket with a big R on the left chest area, blue jeans, and red Sketchers. Patton came out in cargo shorts, a baby blue t-shirt with his cat hoodie over it, and blue Converse. Once they were both dressed and ready to go, they headed downstairs to find the others already at the table: Logan in his usual attire sipping some coffee and a plate of Crofter's covered toast in front of him and Virgil in a purple t-shirt and black sweatpants with Jack Skellington's face patterned all over with dark gray slippers while scrolling on his phone.

    The couple approached the two, greeting each other in their usual ways: "Good morning all!" "Morning, kiddos!" "Greetings, Roman, Patton." "'Sup." Logan was the first to address the question that was in the seated sides' heads: "You two, what was all the ruckus upstairs? We heard screaming." Roman froze while Patton choked on his cereal, blushing a deep red. Roman glanced toward Patton, snickering slightly at his boyfriend's flustered state. "Patton refused to get out of bed this morning," Roman started, "so I had to do a little convincing." He finished his statement with a smirk. Patton looked down slightly embarrassed with a small grin appearing on his face. "He did," he added. Logan just shook his head at that while Virgil just groaned a little bit, "well next time try to keep it down. It's too early for all that noise." Roman just gave a hearty laugh while Patton let out some small giggles. What a way to start off a day of relaxation.

Then answer the question correctly.”

“That’s basically impossible!!”

Baldi exp dug his fingers under Baldi’s shirt and wiggled his finger’s on their skin. Baldi shrieked and laughed, shutting their eyes tight. “S-stahahahahahap!! Haha haha!!”

“I just started, Baldi,” Baldi exp smirked. Baldi felt his fingers dance up and down their sides and then up their armpits. Baldi’s laughter went up and octave, it coming out like a melody to Baldi exps ears.

“I’m sorreeheeheehee!!” Baldi shouted, hoping that would suffice to get out of this ticklish predicament.

“Sorry won’t cut it,” he smirked, scratching the ruler around their belly. Baldi screamed and kicked their legs, a smile stuck permanently on their face. Suddenly, Baldi exp heard a voice, but couldn’t determine who it was or what they said. All that Baldi knew was that it made Baldi exp stop tickling them. Baldi looked up, but the teacher was gone.

Panting, Baldi stood up, holding their sides and stomach. They ran to the front door. Screw the notebooks! Screw this school! Screw Baldi exp! His friend would have to just get the notebooks themselves.

Baldi got to where the front doors should be, but they were no longer there.

“What!?” Baldi gasped. “A-am I trapped here!?!” Baldi then wondered… were they supposed to get all of the notebooks? Did Jackson set this up to torture baldi? Only one way to find out. They had two out of seven notebooks. Just five more, but baldi had no idea what Baldi had in store for him.

Baldi was close to being out of breath. They sat on the floor, back to the wall, panting.

They looked around and then took out a soda. They felt like they needed it desperately from laughing so much.

Baldi opened the can, it making a clink and a fizz. After a few gulps, Baldi got up and threw the empty can in the trash.

“No drinks in the hall,” a voice echoed from behind them. Baldi looked and gasped, seeing a man going to him. When he got Baldi, Baldi was taken to a room. They looked around and realized it was a detention room.

“Wh-wha…? Huh…?”

“Stay here until I come back,” ghost principal told Baldi. Baldi had no other choice since when he left, the door locked. Baldi looked around and saw posters, one being of Baldi exp. It said in the description, “when you get a problem wrong, get ready for a surprise!”

They  shuddered and kept looking around until the door opened again. Baldi looked and gasped, seeing the ghost principal AND Baldi exp.

“Oh no…! No no no…! Keep him away from me!”

“But I just want to teach you math!” Baldi exp smiled with an innocent look. But Baldi could see behind his looks. He was diabolical. “Here’s a math problem!” He went on Baldi’s left side, the ghost principal being on his right side. “What’s one…?”

He began to tickle Baldi’s side, them letting off a little snort, but holding in their laughter. “Plus one?”

The ghost principal made his attack, pinching lightly at his side. Baldi’s laughter shot out of their mouth as they squirmed.

“Nohohoho!! Stahahahahap!!”

“Wrong answer…!” Baldi exp chirped, now moving his hands to Baldi’s stomach . Baldi squealed and laughed loudly as the ghost principal moved his hands up to Baldi’s armpits.

“No laughing in detention,” he stated. “When will you leeaaarrnnn…?”

As he said learn, he danced his fingers on Baldi’s neck. Baldi screeched and tried hoisting their shoulders up, but it was no use; the ghost principal had full control on their neck.

“Nahahahat there!! Hahahahaha!! P-pleeheeheease!!”

“Then what’s one… plus one?”

Baldi exp dug his finger into Baldi’s sides, Baldi screaming loudly, laughing and having tears stream down their cheeks.

“NAHAHAHAHA!!! GYAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!! BAAHAHAHAHAHADLIHIHIHIHI!!!”

The ghost principal pretended to look furious.

“No laughing in detention!”

He blew a raspberry on Baldi’s neck, Baldi falling into silent laughter, falling to the ground. Baldi exp grabbed their ankles and held them up, untying their shoelaces. Once the shoes and socks were off, Baldi exp took a pen and doodled happy faces on Baldi’s toes. The ghost principal held Baldi’s arms up as Baldi was howling.

“NOOOOHOHOHOHAHAHAHAHA!!!! BA-BAHAHAHAHALDI!!! HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!!”

Their toes twitched as each toe was given a smiley face. Baldi exp then scribbled under their toes, holding them back as he did so. Baldi gave a high pitch screech, it almost being silent. They couldn’t even move their toes anymore!

As Baldi exp drew on their toes, the ghost principal didn’t want to feel left out, so he took a pen and drew all over their belly and sides. Baldi could feel the pen gliding across their skin with ease. They couldn’t move anymore and their laughter was now barely audible. When the pen doodled in their bellybutton, the laughter came back with a vengeance.

“I have another question!” Baldi exp smiled as he put the pen in his pocket for now. “What’s five plus two?”

“L-LEEHEHEHEHEHET ME GOHOHOHOHO!!!!!”

“Wrong answer…!”

Baldi exp scribbled his five fingers on Baldi’s feet. Baldi couldn’t take it anymore, this was true torture! “What’s ten plus two?”

Baldi knew what he was going to do and they wanted go a avoid it.

“TWELVE!!! HAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!!!! TWEHEHEHEHEHELVE!!!”

“Good job! You got it right!” Baldi complimented. He let go of Baldi’s feet, the ghost principal letting Baldi go. Baldi was a panting mess, the ink on their sides, and feet fading due to sweat.

Baldi looked up at Baldi exp with tear filled eyes.

Baldi exp finished class, shuffling papers. The bell rang for the end of the day. Baldi exp loved teaching, but sometimes, it grew too much for the poor man.

He stretched back, feeling his sore back not giving in. Giving a sigh, he heard a mug put on the desk. He looked forward, seeing a cup of coffee. The principal of the thing put down the mug, having one of his own.

“Tough class?”

He only gave a shrug, sipping it, then gulping it down, looking like he was desperate.

“A bit,” he finished. The ghost principal looked at his own mug and offered it, Baldi exp taking it, giving a nod.

“You need me to grade papers for you?” he asked. “You looked drained…”

“I’ll be fine,” Baldi exp gulped down the mug. “I love teaching math. I love the students.” He looked down at the papers and looked up. “I just hate the paperwork. I wish I could just give them all A’s and go home.”

“Heh, education is important,” he leaned down on the desk. “Want more coffee?”

“… I could use the company,” Baldi exp offered. The ghost principal nodded and went behind the chair, watching Baldi exp work on grading. He kept groaning and holding his neck, feeling it be sore.

“… Want a massage?” The ghost principal asked. Baldi exp stopped for a second and then shook his head.

“I’m fine, I just want this stress out somehow…”

“… I have an idea,” the ghost principal smiled. “Just… let me massage your back and it’ll help.”

Baldi exp sighed and put down his red pen, the ghost principal massaging his back. Honestly, it felt kind of nice. He could feel his stress melting away.

When he was fully relaxed, the principal smiled and massaged his sides, Baldi exp letting out a snort. He sat up and looked at him. “Oh, you alright?”

“Y-you…”

“… let me ask you something,” the ghost principal grinned, walking forward. “What does tick + le equal?”

“… I-I… um…”

“Run.”

Baldi exp quickly scrambled, giggling, but the ghost principal grabbed him and raised him up in the air. “Got you!!”

“No!” Baldi exp laughed, squirming. “C-come on don’t do this!”

“Make me!” The ghost principal chuckled, wiggling fingers into his sides.

“Eeeheeheeehee! Aahahahaha! Stahahahahahap!”

“Nah, you’ve been due this for a while.”

The ghost principal dug his fingers into his armpits, Baldi exp squealing and doubling over.

“Aahahahahahaha!! Egaaahahahahahaha!!” Baldi exp thrashed and squirmed, a smile planted on his face. While one hand stuck in his armpit, another hand tickled around his bellybutton, Baldi exp turning and laughing hysterically.

“No escaping in the classroom,” he gave his signature tone. He bent down, lifting his sweater, and blowing a raspberry on his side. Baldi exp screamed out, his knees giving out. He leaned against the wall and slowly slid down, the ghost principal following.

He gave Baldi exps torso a break, him panting, but felt the ghost principal’s legs curl around his own legs. He didn’t realize what was happening until he felt his shoes and socks being taken off.

“Ah!! Wait n-no!”

“This is for your own health,” he giggled. Baldi exp shook his head.

“You’ve been stressed for weeks now,” he showed some worry. “It’ll get to you eventually. Just take a few minutes and laugh out your stress.”

“No…!” Baldi exp giggled, feeling the ghost principal scraping his soles.

“Aww please?” the ghost principal smiled. “You are too adorable when you’re laughing…! And I don’t want you stressed.”

Baldi exp could only whimper with a smile, the ghost principal playing with his toes. He immediately erupted into squeals.

“Aaaahahahahaha!! Eeeeeeehahahahahaha!!!”

“Like that!” he giggled. “So cute, is it not?”

“Naaahahahahaha!!! S-stop!! Staahahahahahahap!! Haaahahahahaa!!”

“You want me to stop playing with your toes?”

“Yaaahahahaahahahahas!!”

When he felt him stop, a wave of relief rushed over him, but he saw the ghost principal having his hands placed over his knees. “… wai-”

He squeezed his knees and scribbled underneath them, Baldi exp bouncing his legs, pounding his fists on the ground. He smiled and stopped after a few minutes, Baldi exp wheezing and giggling. The ghost principal smiled and sat up, patting his head.

“I’ll finish up for you,” he ordered. “You head home, that’s an order… after you catch your breath.”

“Y-yes.”

He closed his eyes and rested a bit as the ghost principal finished up the papers. Every teacher does need a break every now and then.

Playtime exp ran off to the bully, poking him.

“Guess what I got on the video camera!” she cheered.

Baldi exp walked around the halls, seeing everyone was doing what they’re supposed to be doing. The principal was looking for trouble makers, Arts and Crafters was covered in glitter, First Prize exp was hugging a locker and the bully exp was bullying.

The only person he hasn’t seen was Play Time exp. It’s been a while and he was getting worried.

After searching the cafeteria and classrooms, he checked one more place; Sweepy’s closet. He put his hand on the doorknob before hearing something; sobbing.

He opened the door, seeing Play Time exp sitting on the floor, sniffling. Baldi exp could only imagine what happened, but he wanted to make sure. He went in the closet and sat down criss cross in front of her. Play Time exp looked up at him before looking down. Baldi exp got a worried look on his face.

“Play Time?” he gave a worried look. “Are you okay?”

“N-no,” she wiped her scribbled out eye with her open palm. “M-my jump rope…”

Baldi exp looked over at her plastic jump rope. He saw it was in half, it looking like it was cut with scissors on purpose. Must’ve been the bully.

“We can get you a new one,” he put his hand on her shoulder, squeezing it gently. She smiled at him, but still had tears coming down her cheeks.

“I wish these tears would stop…” she whimpered.

“… I think I can help,” he let out a soft voice. He hoisted her onto his lap, her being light. It’s no wonder, though. She loved doing jump-roping.

Play Time exp took the sleeve of his long sleeve shirt and wiped her eyes, Baldi exp smiling and then stroking a single finger on her side. She snorted out and giggled. “Oh, looks like someone’s ticklish…!”

“Heeheehee! Stop ihihit…!” she squirmed as his finger went faster. She squealed when he scratched on her ribs. “Nohohahaha!!” She nearly bounced out of his lap.

“You’re jumping like your jump roping!” he teased, both hands now attacking her ribs. She laughed and held his wrists, trying to make them stop as a smile laid upon her cheeks.

“It tihihihihickles!! Haha haha!!”

“Oh it does?” he asked. “Then this must tickle as well.”

He moved his hands to her belly. She screamed and fell back into his lap, waving her arms and kicking her legs. He lifted her dress since he could since she was wearing leggings and scribbled his fingers on her soft belly.

“Stahahahahapahahahahaha!! Bahahahahaldihihihihi!! Hahahahaha!!”

“What’s the word…?” he lowered his head, blowing a raspberry on her belly. She shrieked and pushed lightly at his face.

“PLEEHEEHEEHEEASE!!!”

He chuckled and stopped, her panting and wiping tears away, a smile on her face. Baldi exp lifted her and put her on his shoulders.

“Let’s get you a jump rope!” he smiled. “How does that sound?”

“Yay!!” she cheered, clapping. She hugged Baldi expshead. He was the best teacher ever!!

AYYY MORE EDITED

just doing this cuz I can’t wait any longer for your story about baldi tickling

on the old laboratory

Oh i didn't see this, I'm sorry! It looks amazing!!

Moooore pride edits! I’ll prolly do more of these with my other characters outside of this fandom hehe, they deserve it. Again, not the cleanest edit job because I didn’t make transparency alts of the images I used, but I did my best and you prolly can’t tell unless you zoom in real close and squint. ;P

Ash isn’t here because he’s the only cishet (at present, anyway, but I don’t see myself changing him anytime soon) among his siblings in my and @pollyannam3‘s combined Bora family, and of course he’s an ally, you don’t have literally all your older siblings turn out to be any manner of LGBTQ+ and not be at least somewhat accepting. I was gonna make a joke about him having at least one shirt saying he supports his bi wife, but he would wanna have a shirt for everyone in his family that this would apply to and that’s a lot of shirts. EDIT: AAAAHAHAHAHAHA, funny story time! So shortly after originally posting this Tav told me they’d assumed Ash was bi as well, and later on that got me thinking...what if he actually is? He wouldn’t figure it out until years after the latest point of my post-canon fics, but he’s still valid and still deserves a pride edit :3

7 Fluffy Balls of Joy

Chapter 3: Teases and Play Fights

Schneeplestein comes out of his room, to find a German shepherd dog and a bunch of puppies. How will he react? Will he take them to an adoption centre? Or will he allow some new, tiny family members into the house?

Later, Chase lets the dogs roam the living room, and immediately regrets it.

“Excuse me, vhat vas zhat no-“ Someone said behind them. Chase and Jackie turned around, and faced the person behind them. The person, who wore a lab coat and spoke with a German accent, had walked in and found the commotion. He proceeded to stare at the puppies for 5 seconds, before dropping his clipboard on the ground in front of him.

“Vhat is going on? Vhere did zhese puppies come from?” The doctor asked.

Jackie completely blanked out...how was he going to tell Dr. Schneeplestein about what happened? Will he understand? Will he put them into the dog pound?! So much for spreading joy to the house...

"Well...I found them." Jackie started. Henrik nodded, and signaled for him to continue. "I was patrolling yesterday night. I heard a howling sound, which traced back to an alleyway. I ended up finding this German shepherd, and a litter of puppies with her." Jackie explained.

"And you zhought...instead of calling animal control and getting zhem to a caring adoption centre like any ozher person...you should take zhis dirty dog family home, for you to take care of?" Schneeplestein asked, in an attempt to get on the superhero's level of intelligence.

"Well, just look at them! Aren't they adorable?!" Jackie asked, before picking up on of the puppies and showing the puppies to the doctor.

Henrik sighed. "Zhat's not how you pick up zhe puppy...You pick zhem up like zhis:" Henrik critiqued. Henrik used his right hand to wrap under the front legs, and used his left hand to pick up the puppy using its bottom. "See?" Henrik concluded as he held up the puppy.

"Yup. How do you hold it so you can pet it?" Chase asked.

"Vell, like this:" Henrik said, before showing them. In one swoop, Henrik moved his right arm further under the puppy's front legs, and placed it in a laying position.

"Ooooh...okay!" Chase replied.

While Henrik was holding the puppy, it suddenly decided it wanted attention. So, the puppy rubbed its face against Henrik's chest.

Henrik froze. "Uh...I guess he vants to be petted..." Henrik assumed, before giving the puppy little pets with his right arm. The puppy continued to rub his face against Henrik as he petted him.

"Awww! it likes you!" Jackie cheered. Henrik sat onto his knees, and turned the puppy over, so the puppy's back was on Henrik's hands.

"Hello, small puppy." Henrik greeted, looking at the puppy laying in his arms. The puppy squirmed and turned itself onto its side, so that the puppy could get comfortable. "zhis one is a girl. She's small for her age." Henrik explained, as he held the puppy. The puppy slowly started to close her eyes as she laid in Henrik's arms.

"That's adorable. Hey Chase? We should continue cleaning the puppies." Jackie suggested. Chase nodded before picking up his wet wash cloth again.

Chase and Jackie washed each and every dog, before letting them roam the world outside their barrier. The puppies seemed to enjoy being given more space to run, because some of the puppies were full-on sprinting around the room! As they did this, their mother kept a close eye on her kids, and even played with them for a little bit. Meanwhile, Henrik hasn't moved a muscle in his arms, so that the puppy can sleep in his hands. The puppy looked so peaceful, calm and safe...

Perhaps keeping them here wouldn't be such a bad idea after all...

"Um...I vant to do some vork, but I don't vant to put zhe puppy down...Vhat do I do?" Henrik whispered. Chase gave a genuine smile.

"Do you want me to take him?" Chase asked. Henrik thought for a moment, and nodded his head. Henrik brought his occupied hands above Chase's, and gently laid the puppy into Chase's hands. Once in the new sleeping spot, the puppy turned, and stretched his little legs out. She gave a little yawn, before attempting to fall back asleep.

"Oh my god...I could hold her forever and ever..." Chase whispered eagerly. Henrik smiled as he got up from his seat and headed back to his room to do some work. Chase happily sat in the same spot with an adorable female puppy laying in his hand. 15 minutes, later, the puppy decided to get up completely and run around with her siblings.

"Wow! So many puppies running around!" Jackie cheered excitedly.

"I know!" Chase said happily. A couple seconds later, Chase felt a little touch on his foot. Curious, Chase looked down to see what it was. It looked like one of the puppies was sniffing Chase's toes. Hi buddy!" Chase said, leaning down to pet its head. The puppy stayed at his feet, and managed to lift up Chase's big toe.

"Whahat are you trying to do?" Chase asked, trying not to react to the slight tickly feeling on his toe. With the toe in its mouth, the puppy started nipping and licking at the new tasty toy. "Hehehehey! Thahahat tihihihickles!" Chase giggled, before gently swatting away the puppy with his hand. The puppy removed itself for those split seconds, but went right back to nibbling his toes. "Stahahahap thahahat!" Chase ordered through his laughter as he tried to stop them. But the situation only got worse, as more puppies happened to notice the puppy's actions. Instead of going back to wrestling, they decided to head right for Chase's feet like tiny lemmings following the 'leader'.

"NononoNO! Nahahahaha! Leheheheave my fehehehehet alohohone!" Chase begged, before crouching down to stop them. However, the puppies were VERY stubborn! Instead of doing what Chase asked, the puppies decided to lick other tasty parts of Chase's feet. This caused Chase's knees to give out, and for him to fall onto his bottom.

"You okay, Chase?" Jackie asked, sitting and watching the whole scene play out.

"I'm fine. I-AAAAH! NOhohohohoho! plehehehehease stahahahahahap! AAaahahahahaha!" Chase said, before breaking out in more laughter as the puppies continued to lick and nibble at the top of his feet and his toes.

Some of the puppies were able to get some room, but a few of them were left without space. One of the puppies looked at Jackie, and decided to run over and taste his feet. "Hi there! What- aaaaAAAAH! NO! NO, PLEASE! NAHAT MY FEEHEHEHEET!" Jackie shouted, flying away to try and stop them. However, the puppies started chasing him like a silly game of tag!

Chase tried to scoot away from the puppies as well, but he wasn't so lucky. The puppies continued to follow him and cover his feet in nips and licks. To make matters worse, Chase had accidentally shown the puppies the bottom of his feet! The other 3 puppies (that were chasing Jackie a moment ago) noticed this, and decided to chew and nibble on his untouched left foot. It seemed like no matter what he did, there was no getting away from these curious puppies.

"Jahahackiehehehehe! Hehehehelp mehehehehe!!" Chase yelled, begging as much as he could through his laughter. Jackie looked towards Chase and suppressed a giggle. Chase had 4 puppies exploring his right foot and 3 puppies exploring the left foot. Chase was lying on his back, trying to fight his instincts to kick and showing the biggest smile Jackie had ever seen from the man.

"Nah, I think you're handling this just fine." Jackie replied, smirking as he crossed his arms.

While Jackie was watching in amusement, Chase was going nuts. He squirmed his upper body to the side, and tried to lightly push the puppies away with his ticklish feet. However, the puppies actually took this as an opportunity to further explore the two smelly chew toys. One of the puppies happened to find the inner arch of his right foot with its nose, and found it smelly enough to try licking. This made Chase's laughter increase dramatically.

"OHOHO NOOOOHOHOHOHOHO! NAHAHAT THERE! PLEHEHEHEASE NOT THEHEHEHERE!" Chase yelled as he clenched his fist to cope with the sensations.

'What's wrong Chase? Can't handle a bit of ticklish exploration?" Jackie teased.

"SHUHUHUHUT UHUHUHUP!" Chase shouted through his laughter as he tried to stop the puppies once again with his hands. Instead, one of the puppies followed his hand and found Chase's face. "Ahahare you dohohone?" Chase asked. Before he could stop it, the puppy's nose had found his chin and started licking it. "EEEeeehehehehehee! Nohoho mohohohore! Gihihive me a breheheheak here!" Chase begged, pushing the puppy away. Instead of stopping altogether, the puppy decided to settle for licking his hands. Chase was fine with that, but was still laughing because the other 6 puppies were STILL exploring his feet!

"IHIHI'M BEHEHEHEGGING YOU TO STAAHAHAHAHAP! I CAHAHAHAN'T TAHAHAHAHAKE MUHUHUCH MOHOHOHOHOHORE!" the man shouted, losing his hat as he shook his head around. Chase's eyes were starting to get blurry from tears of joy welling up in his eyes. Jackie noticed this, and decided that enough was enough.

Jackie grabbed the puppies, two at a time, and put them into their barrier. After a few more seconds, all the puppies were back in their familiar spot.

"Alright. Now that they're safe in the barrier, I can make fun of how ticklish you are." Jackie said, smirking.

"What?! I could handle it fairly well! YOU were the one who flew away from the puppies before they could even explore you!" Chase argued.

"That's true, but my feet are VERY ticklish." Jackie confessed.

"Oh really?" Chase asked, a smirk growing onto his lips. Jackie's eyes widened. he let out a nervous laugh as he tried to fly away.

"Aw come on, dude! You totally fell into that one!" Chase said as he jumped and grabbed Jackie's ankle.

"OH SHIT! CHASE, PLEASE! I'M BEGGING YOU-EEEAAAHAHAHAHAHA! CHAHAHAHAHASE!" Jackie yelled, before dissolving into hysterical laughter almost immediately. Chase was spidering his fingers on Jackie's soles.

"Jesus Christ, man! You're worse than I am! You wouldn't be able to last a second in my situation!" Chase exclaimed in total shock. He decided to switch his finger movements to one finger scratching, and move it to different parts of the foot. He moved to the inner arch first, and looked up to watch his reaction.

"EEEEEHEHEHEHEHEHE!" Jackie squealed before melting into a puddle of high pitched giggles. Chase made a mental note to come back to that spot later.

Next, Chase tested out the outer arch.

"NAHAHAHAHOHOHOHO!" Jackie shouted desperately. Chase jolted at the sudden explosion of laughter, and decided to move onto somewhere different.

For the next spot, Chase tried out the front of the heel.

This caused Jackie to let out a snort, before dissolving into more laughter! I'm gonna take a moment to repeat that: A snort! An actual snort! This only made Chase fall into a fit of laughter himself.

Up next, Chase decided to test out Jackie's reaction to the big gripper under the toes.

"CHAHAHAHAHASE! PLEHEHEASE! NOHOHO MOHOHORE!" Jackie begged.

"One more spot to go! Can ya handle it?" Chase asked. Jackie wanted to say 'no' and get a break, but he also wanted to prove how strong he is.

"IHIHI GUEHEHEHESS." Jackie replied.

Chase smiled. "That's the spirit!" He cheered.

For the finale, Chase scratched under Jackie's toes.

"AAAAAAHH! FAHAHAHAHAHAHA! STAAAHAHAHAHAHAP!" Jackie shouted, cackling loudly as he squirmed and kicked like a mad man. He couldn't even form words at this point, he was laughing so hard! As he tickled the specific spot, Chase had to dodge some instinctive kicks coming from the superhero's free foot. After a little longer, Chase decided to go back to the outer arch to get some more giggles out of him.

"EEEHEHEHEHEHehehehehe!" Jackie squealed. After that, Chase decided to give the superhero a break. He removed his fingers, let go of his ankle, and took a few steps back.

Jackie laid there on the ground, taking as much air as he possibly could and wiping off any phantom tickles from his feet.

"You know, you should probably get your sensitive feet dealt with. If a bad guy were to find out about this information, you'd be screwed." Chase said, with a small smirk.

"Go...hehehe...Go fuck yourself." Jackie replied. Chase let out a laugh.

Meanwhile, Henrik was doing some work on his laptop. Despite how loud the two hooligans were being in the living room, Henrik was able to get some work done. A couple seconds later, Henrik heard a knock on his door. "Come in." Henrik replied. He heard the door open, and turned his chair to see who it was. It was Chase, with the same puppy Henrik had held earlier.

"Hi Henrik. Have you thought about a decision yet?" Chase asked. Henrik turned his chair back to the laptop, turned it off and turned back to face Chase.

"Yes, I have. I decided a vhile ago, aczually. I zhink ve can keep zhe puppies." Henrik explained.

Chase "Wait, really?!" Chase exclaimed.

"Really. I like zhe puppies. Zhey are very cute. Especially zhe puppy you are holding right now." Henrik replied, pointing to the puppy in Chase's hands.

"YESSS!" Chase cheered, giving the puppy to Henrik before spinning and jumping around excitedly.

Henrik laid the puppy onto his right arm, cradling her like a baby.

"Velcome home, small puppy." Henrik said, happily. Chase calmed himself down a little bit, to look at the adorable scene. "Could I possibly name zhis puppy myself?" Henrik asked. Chase gasped and placed his hands on his heart. How adorable! The doctor wants to name one of the puppies!

"Go ahead! She seems to like you a lot." Chase replied. Henrik looked at the small puppy in his arms, and watched as it stretched and turned to get comfortable enough to sleep in his arms.

"I'm gonna name you..." Henrik said aloud, thinking of a cute name for a cute puppy. "I zhink I'm gonna name you Angel." Henrik decided.

"Oh my god that is PERFECT!" Chase squealed, completely losing his cool over how adorable the name was. After managing to calm himself down once again, Chase decided to leave Henrik and Angel alone for a while.

They've got a beautiful bond to build...

☭ + X

BATTLE THEME: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=kVufd_6jckkBATTLE INTRO: “I’m going to consider this less of a battle and more of an exploratory surgery of your anatomy. *Cackles*”VICTORY: “Did you expect any different? I guess not!”DEFEAT: “You... YOU...! BUT I’M DESIGNED TO BE PERFEEEEEEEECTTT...!”ASSIST: “What, too unsure that you may hit?”TAUNT: “*Manic Cackling*”REACTING TO TAUNT: “Heheheheh... Heheheheheh! I’ll make you regret that...!”FLEE: “Thi-This isn’t how it’s supposed to go...!”REACTING TO FLEE: “Hmhmhmhm... Go on. Either be a gutless coward and run, or come back and fight me and become a literal gutless coward. Your choice.”TIE: “Well, this is a surprise. However, the next chance we get, I will win.”PERFECT VICTORY: “I was just joking about the fight being Exploratory surgery. But, I guess I can add ‘reads the future’ to my string of already impressive abilities.”FINISH MOVE: “The Weak complain about their roles...” X would get into a wide legged stance, holding back a flat hand. It looks like he’s about ready to do a karate chop of sorts, before he angles his palm towards the ground. “The Strong command the weak...” X would flash-step forward, using his hand to cleave through the opponent, as well as the screen. “But the perfect kills them both for their imperfect mindsets! AAAAHAHAHAHAHA!”

otp challenge: 1 for liang x qi

OTP Quotes Challenge

1. “Aah! That tickles!”

“you know, if you just took an hour out of your day to stretch and exercise properly you wouldn’t constantly need me to massage you.” liang stated as he curled his hands on the other’s shoulder blades, gaining a groan of approval from it.

“yeah maybe. but then I wouldn’t get your massages now would I?” qi asked lifting his head slightly. the younger rubbed his hands on the middle of his back. “at this rate I’m wondering if you don’t on purpose for the sheer reason of getting me to massage you.”

“hey your catching on. good for you.” the younger just glared at the back of qi’s head. “makes me also wonder if you don’t have ‘ulterior motives’ behind this.”

the older looked back at him curious. “as in, your not only enjoying the massaging, are you?” liang asked. qi turned away smiling. “heh, you really know me too well.”

liang rolled his eyes. “creep.”

“well, excuse me for liking your body on-” qi gasped a liang elbowed his spine firmly. “you say too much. now relax and stay still.”

“too bad for you I can’t do one of those.” the chemist muttered. liang was just about done with him at this point. now he just wanted to get back at him, but how?

as his hands moved to his sides he felt the other shiver underneath him. qi had put his jumpsuit off halfway and the tank top on himself was pulled up to where the other had access to his bare back. he moved his hands away before moving them back to his sides, ghosting over them as he felt the shiver again. curious, he took them away and then firmly gripped them, causing the older to yelp.

“Aah! That tickles!” he exclaimed, turning over slightly to make the other stop. liang looked at him with large eyes processing this before…smiling? before qi knew it both his arms were raised up and held tight by one of liang’s hands. “does it now?~” he asked, his voice sounding intimidating to the other as his free hand ghosted down to his waist again as qi wiggled trying to get out of his grip.

“l-liang don’t you even da-AAAAHAHAHAHAHA” he squealed as liang started gripping and dancing his fingers on the others waist. “don’t what now?~”

“ST-STAHAHAHAP! E-ENOUHAHAHAHAGH!”

“hmm, considering you were such a pain earlier, I believe it fair I have this.”

“YOU AHAHAHAHASSHOOOLE!”

at one point liang’s grip had become lacid and qi found the opening to escape, but just barely as the younger launched onto him quickly as he turned around, making his way to assault his waist again when-

crack

both paused and the room was silent as liang got up slowly along with qi. he looked over his shoulder to see his glasses in his hand…broken in half.

“MY GLASSEEEEEEEESSSSSSS!”

“ah, sorry.”

“YOU IDIOT LOOK WHAT YOU’VE DONE! DO YOU KNOW HOW LONG IT’LL TAKE EM TO REPAIR THESE?!”

“their not prescription though correct?”

“I CAN’T WORK WITH MY MEDICINE WITHOUT THESE! THEIR LIKE MINIATURE GOGGLES!”

“hmm, speaking of which I guess this means you’ve also lost your flimsy excuse to not exercise now that their broken.”

the older gasped. “my excuse…I DON’T HAVE ONE ANYMORE!”

“perhaps it’s a good thing. now you can actually exercise and such and not need your back rubbed every few days of the week.”

qi slowly looked to the other, eyes wide and angry. “yoooouuuu…YOUR GONNA PAY FOR THIS!”

“but they’ll repair them for free ri-” the younger was cut off as he was tackled by the other, his arms put over his head as he struggled.

“what-are you-” he struggled out as qi made it quick loosening the ribbon on his outfit and zipping it down to put his hand underneath, gripping the younger’s waist.  liang started laughing loudly as he tickled him there.

“S-STOPAHAHAHAHSA”

“THIS IS WHAT YOU GET YOU LITTLE SHIT!”

he continued to tickle both sides of his waist with one hand before moving it to his thigh and squeezing it, the younger howling in laughter as he did. at one point liang had fought out of qi’s grip and started to make an escape before the other quickly grabbed him around the waist and pulling him in, tickling his sides again.

the younger shrieked and wriggled in his grip, his arms flailing and pushing on qi to stop-

whap

crack

the door to cell 8 opened as samon along with upa came in to see qi passed out on the floor, his face seeming to have taken a hit and liang bowing infront of him, pleading that he forgive him, his elbow had a visible bruise on it, which was the perfect piece for the two to piece together the situation as they shook their heads with samon palming is face. just a typical day in building 5 cell 8 he presumed.

Then answer the question correctly.”

“That’s basically impossible!!”

Baldi exp dug his fingers under Baldi’s shirt and wiggled his finger’s on their skin. Baldi shrieked and laughed, shutting their eyes tight. “S-stahahahahahap!! Haha haha!!”

“I just started, Baldi,” Baldi exp smirked. Baldi felt his fingers dance up and down their sides and then up their armpits. Baldi’s laughter went up and octave, it coming out like a melody to Baldi exps ears.

“I’m sorreeheeheehee!!” Baldi shouted, hoping that would suffice to get out of this ticklish predicament.

“Sorry won’t cut it,” he smirked, scratching the ruler around their belly. Baldi screamed and kicked their legs, a smile stuck permanently on their face. Suddenly, Baldi exp heard a voice, but couldn’t determine who it was or what they said. All that Baldi knew was that it made Baldi exp stop tickling them. Baldi looked up, but the teacher was gone.

Panting, Baldi stood up, holding their sides and stomach. They ran to the front door. Screw the notebooks! Screw this school! Screw Baldi exp! His friend would have to just get the notebooks themselves.

Baldi got to where the front doors should be, but they were no longer there.

“What!?” Baldi gasped. “A-am I trapped here!?!” Baldi then wondered… were they supposed to get all of the notebooks? Did Jackson set this up to torture baldi? Only one way to find out. They had two out of seven notebooks. Just five more, but baldi had no idea what Baldi had in store for him.

Baldi was close to being out of breath. They sat on the floor, back to the wall, panting.

They looked around and then took out a soda. They felt like they needed it desperately from laughing so much.

Baldi opened the can, it making a clink and a fizz. After a few gulps, Baldi got up and threw the empty can in the trash.

“No drinks in the hall,” a voice echoed from behind them. Baldi looked and gasped, seeing a man going to him. When he got Baldi, Baldi was taken to a room. They looked around and realized it was a detention room.

“Wh-wha…? Huh…?”

“Stay here until I come back,” ghost principal told Baldi. Baldi had no other choice since when he left, the door locked. Baldi looked around and saw posters, one being of Baldi exp. It said in the description, “when you get a problem wrong, get ready for a surprise!”

They  shuddered and kept looking around until the door opened again. Baldi looked and gasped, seeing the ghost principal AND Baldi exp.

“Oh no…! No no no…! Keep him away from me!”

“But I just want to teach you math!” Baldi exp smiled with an innocent look. But Baldi could see behind his looks. He was diabolical. “Here’s a math problem!” He went on Baldi’s left side, the ghost principal being on his right side. “What’s one…?”

He began to tickle Baldi’s side, them letting off a little snort, but holding in their laughter. “Plus one?”

The ghost principal made his attack, pinching lightly at his side. Baldi’s laughter shot out of their mouth as they squirmed.

“Nohohoho!! Stahahahahap!!”

“Wrong answer…!” Baldi exp chirped, now moving his hands to Baldi’s stomach . Baldi squealed and laughed loudly as the ghost principal moved his hands up to Baldi’s armpits.

“No laughing in detention,” he stated. “When will you leeaaarrnnn…?”

As he said learn, he danced his fingers on Baldi’s neck. Baldi screeched and tried hoisting their shoulders up, but it was no use; the ghost principal had full control on their neck.

“Nahahahat there!! Hahahahaha!! P-pleeheeheease!!”

“Then what’s one… plus one?”

Baldi exp dug his finger into Baldi’s sides, Baldi screaming loudly, laughing and having tears stream down their cheeks.

“NAHAHAHAHA!!! GYAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!! BAAHAHAHAHAHADLIHIHIHIHI!!!”

The ghost principal pretended to look furious.

“No laughing in detention!”

He blew a raspberry on Baldi’s neck, Baldi falling into silent laughter, falling to the ground. Baldi exp grabbed their ankles and held them up, untying their shoelaces. Once the shoes and socks were off, Baldi exp took a pen and doodled happy faces on Baldi’s toes. The ghost principal held Baldi’s arms up as Baldi was howling.

“NOOOOHOHOHOHAHAHAHAHA!!!! BA-BAHAHAHAHALDI!!! HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!!”

Their toes twitched as each toe was given a smiley face. Baldi exp then scribbled under their toes, holding them back as he did so. Baldi gave a high pitch screech, it almost being silent. They couldn’t even move their toes anymore!

As Baldi exp drew on their toes, the ghost principal didn’t want to feel left out, so he took a pen and drew all over their belly and sides. Baldi could feel the pen gliding across their skin with ease. They couldn’t move anymore and their laughter was now barely audible. When the pen doodled in their bellybutton, the laughter came back with a vengeance.

“I have another question!” Baldi exp smiled as he put the pen in his pocket for now. “What’s five plus two?”

“L-LEEHEHEHEHEHET ME GOHOHOHOHO!!!!!”

“Wrong answer…!”

Baldi exp scribbled his five fingers on Baldi’s feet. Baldi couldn’t take it anymore, this was true torture! “What’s ten plus two?”

Baldi knew what he was going to do and they wanted go a avoid it.

“TWELVE!!! HAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!!!! TWEHEHEHEHEHELVE!!!”

“Good job! You got it right!” Baldi complimented. He let go of Baldi’s feet, the ghost principal letting Baldi go. Baldi was a panting mess, the ink on their sides, and feet fading due to sweat.

Baldi looked up at Baldi exp with tear filled eyes.

Baldi exp finished class, shuffling papers. The bell rang for the end of the day. Baldi exp loved teaching, but sometimes, it grew too much for the poor man.

He stretched back, feeling his sore back not giving in. Giving a sigh, he heard a mug put on the desk. He looked forward, seeing a cup of coffee. The principal of the thing put down the mug, having one of his own.

“Tough class?”

He only gave a shrug, sipping it, then gulping it down, looking like he was desperate.

“A bit,” he finished. The ghost principal looked at his own mug and offered it, Baldi exp taking it, giving a nod.

“You need me to grade papers for you?” he asked. “You looked drained…”

“I’ll be fine,” Baldi exp gulped down the mug. “I love teaching math. I love the students.” He looked down at the papers and looked up. “I just hate the paperwork. I wish I could just give them all A’s and go home.”

“Heh, education is important,” he leaned down on the desk. “Want more coffee?”

“… I could use the company,” Baldi exp offered. The ghost principal nodded and went behind the chair, watching Baldi exp work on grading. He kept groaning and holding his neck, feeling it be sore.

“… Want a massage?” The ghost principal asked. Baldi exp stopped for a second and then shook his head.

“I’m fine, I just want this stress out somehow…”

“… I have an idea,” the ghost principal smiled. “Just… let me massage your back and it’ll help.”

Baldi exp sighed and put down his red pen, the ghost principal massaging his back. Honestly, it felt kind of nice. He could feel his stress melting away.

When he was fully relaxed, the principal smiled and massaged his sides, Baldi exp letting out a snort. He sat up and looked at him. “Oh, you alright?”

“Y-you…”

“… let me ask you something,” the ghost principal grinned, walking forward. “What does tick + le equal?”

“… I-I… um…”

“Run.”

Baldi exp quickly scrambled, giggling, but the ghost principal grabbed him and raised him up in the air. “Got you!!”

“No!” Baldi exp laughed, squirming. “C-come on don’t do this!”

“Make me!” The ghost principal chuckled, wiggling fingers into his sides.

“Eeeheeheeehee! Aahahahaha! Stahahahahahap!”

“Nah, you’ve been due this for a while.”

The ghost principal dug his fingers into his armpits, Baldi exp squealing and doubling over.

“Aahahahahahaha!! Egaaahahahahahaha!!” Baldi exp thrashed and squirmed, a smile planted on his face. While one hand stuck in his armpit, another hand tickled around his bellybutton, Baldi exp turning and laughing hysterically.

“No escaping in the classroom,” he gave his signature tone. He bent down, lifting his sweater, and blowing a raspberry on his side. Baldi exp screamed out, his knees giving out. He leaned against the wall and slowly slid down, the ghost principal following.

He gave Baldi exps torso a break, him panting, but felt the ghost principal’s legs curl around his own legs. He didn’t realize what was happening until he felt his shoes and socks being taken off.

“Ah!! Wait n-no!”

“This is for your own health,” he giggled. Baldi exp shook his head.

“You’ve been stressed for weeks now,” he showed some worry. “It’ll get to you eventually. Just take a few minutes and laugh out your stress.”

“No…!” Baldi exp giggled, feeling the ghost principal scraping his soles.

“Aww please?” the ghost principal smiled. “You are too adorable when you’re laughing…! And I don’t want you stressed.”

Baldi exp could only whimper with a smile, the ghost principal playing with his toes. He immediately erupted into squeals.

“Aaaahahahahaha!! Eeeeeeehahahahahaha!!!”

“Like that!” he giggled. “So cute, is it not?”

“Naaahahahahaha!!! S-stop!! Staahahahahahahap!! Haaahahahahaa!!”

“You want me to stop playing with your toes?”

“Yaaahahahaahahahahas!!”

When he felt him stop, a wave of relief rushed over him, but he saw the ghost principal having his hands placed over his knees. “… wai-”

He squeezed his knees and scribbled underneath them, Baldi exp bouncing his legs, pounding his fists on the ground. He smiled and stopped after a few minutes, Baldi exp wheezing and giggling. The ghost principal smiled and sat up, patting his head.

“I’ll finish up for you,” he ordered. “You head home, that’s an order… after you catch your breath.”

“Y-yes.”

He closed his eyes and rested a bit as the ghost principal finished up the papers. Every teacher does need a break every now and then.

Playtime exp ran off to the bully, poking him.

“Guess what I got on the video camera!” she cheered.

Baldi exp walked around the halls, seeing everyone was doing what they’re supposed to be doing. The principal was looking for trouble makers, Arts and Crafters was covered in glitter, First Prize exp was hugging a locker and the bully exp was bullying.

The only person he hasn’t seen was Play Time exp. It’s been a while and he was getting worried.

After searching the cafeteria and classrooms, he checked one more place; Sweepy’s closet. He put his hand on the doorknob before hearing something; sobbing.

He opened the door, seeing Play Time exp sitting on the floor, sniffling. Baldi exp could only imagine what happened, but he wanted to make sure. He went in the closet and sat down criss cross in front of her. Play Time exp looked up at him before looking down. Baldi exp got a worried look on his face.

“Play Time?” he gave a worried look. “Are you okay?”

“N-no,” she wiped her scribbled out eye with her open palm. “M-my jump rope…”

Baldi exp looked over at her plastic jump rope. He saw it was in half, it looking like it was cut with scissors on purpose. Must’ve been the bully.

“We can get you a new one,” he put his hand on her shoulder, squeezing it gently. She smiled at him, but still had tears coming down her cheeks.

“I wish these tears would stop…” she whimpered.

“… I think I can help,” he let out a soft voice. He hoisted her onto his lap, her being light. It’s no wonder, though. She loved doing jump-roping.

Play Time exp took the sleeve of his long sleeve shirt and wiped her eyes, Baldi exp smiling and then stroking a single finger on her side. She snorted out and giggled. “Oh, looks like someone’s ticklish…!”

“Heeheehee! Stop ihihit…!” she squirmed as his finger went faster. She squealed when he scratched on her ribs. “Nohohahaha!!” She nearly bounced out of his lap.

“You’re jumping like your jump roping!” he teased, both hands now attacking her ribs. She laughed and held his wrists, trying to make them stop as a smile laid upon her cheeks.

“It tihihihihickles!! Haha haha!!”

“Oh it does?” he asked. “Then this must tickle as well.”

He moved his hands to her belly. She screamed and fell back into his lap, waving her arms and kicking her legs. He lifted her dress since he could since she was wearing leggings and scribbled his fingers on her soft belly.

“Stahahahahapahahahahaha!! Bahahahahaldihihihihi!! Hahahahaha!!”

“What’s the word…?” he lowered his head, blowing a raspberry on her belly. She shrieked and pushed lightly at his face.

“PLEEHEEHEEHEEASE!!!”

He chuckled and stopped, her panting and wiping tears away, a smile on her face. Baldi exp lifted her and put her on his shoulders.

“Let’s get you a jump rope!” he smiled. “How does that sound?”

“Yay!!” she cheered, clapping. She hugged Baldi expshead. He was the best teacher ever!!

so long XD in hours of writing Sammys and Playtimes story to make it the ol laboratory of failure experiments

Your art is truly amazing, as is your writing!

Potion Predicament

Potion Predicament

Esme ran back and forth, Jeremy watching with am amused, yet amazed smile. It was rare to see Esme so inspired and focused. Heck, she only tripped five times today! Six. Esme fell to the ground with a hard thud, grunting. But she simply got another bandage for a bruise forming on her elbow and continued her work. Jeremy focused on her project, which was making a monstrous plant. "This will do...!" he heard her happily agree to herself. She was holding a bottle with a concoction of a lime green glowing liquid. "Soooo..." Jeremy spoke up. "What am I doing here if you're doing all this work?" "Ah! You will be helping me in a few minutes!" she beamed. "Thank you again for coming." Jeremy smiled, "Bah, it was nothing!" She smiled again at him, going to the cauldron in the center of her bedroom and mixing the green liquid in. The brew immediately fizzled and bubbled, a sound of souls screaming escaping from the stream for only a few short seconds. "So... what are you doing again?" "I want to make this monstrous plant!" she giggled. She usually would be annoyed of saying this for the fifth time, but she kept forgetting if she told Jeremy or not about this project. "I want to make this, I need to! My master would GREATLY appreciate it! Maybe even see that I can be a master witch one day! Wouldn't that be amazing!?!" "Yeah, sounds cool!" he gave two thumbs up. "But... why a plant?" "She says she's always wanted one!" "Hmm, I SEED your point!" Jeremy giggled with a snort. Esme could only roll her eyes with a smile as she mixed it, getting ladle. She filled a stone bowl with the brew, giving it a sniff, then immediately scrunching up her nose. "Ulgh!!" she coughed. "That's bitter... maybe some cat whiskers should help." Bowl in hand, she ran over to a shelf, but once again, tripped over and fell on her face. Jeremy gasped and ran over, the potion spraying everywhere in front of her. Jeremy helped her up. "... ow..." "You alright?" "Yeah," she sighed, arranging her hat to be straight. She looked in front of her and gave a gasp. "Oh thank goodness... I thought you-" Before he could say another pun, Esme took hold of his head and turned it to the direction of what she was shocked at. Some of her spilled brew had got on the plant. "... oooohhh..." Realization hit Jeremy like a guillotine. "No!!" she screamed. She grabbed a nearby cloth and wiped the plant. "No no no!" "You know, I don't see why a regular plant wouldn't work," Jeremy added in. "Like a deadly nightshade violet or a not-so-dandelion." "Not now...!" Esme was trying to best to make sure the plant was still salvageable, but it seems it won't be. Defeated, Esme stopped attempting to wipe the potion off of the plant... and gave a little sniffle. "... Esme?" "... I just wanted to make her happy..." Jeremy frowned and floated over, giving her a hug as she wiped some tears. They both turned towards the door, not aware of the plant grow ing numerous moving vines. "It's okay... we can go get her a bunch of grave flowers...!" he rubbed her back. "That would be nice, wouldn't it?" "... y-yeah, but I wanted to prove myself as well," she whimpered, almost in a high pitch tone. "Well you proved enough to me...!" he lowered her hat over her eyes, making her chuckle a bit. "You're dependant and you never give up. Isn't that the best part of being a witch? But also, you know when to ask for help when needed. Honestly, I see you as top ranks!" "R-really?" "Definitely!" he beamed. "How about we get some ice scream? They have boo-berry now." Esme giggled and nodded and walked to the door, Esme taking one last look at her plant. "Ah!!" That was all that could escape her mouth before a vine grabbed her, lifting her into the air. "Esme!!" A vine attempted to grab Jeremy, but it only went through him. "Haha, you can't get me~!" But he saw the plant take a bottle from the shelf and pour it down its own soil, the vines glowing red, grabbing Jeremy. "Dang it!!" "What is this!?" Esme squirmed, trying to escape. "Call it a hunch, but I think you DID make something," Jeremy guessed. Esme looked at Jeremy with a hint of happiness, but that couldn't be seen over the fear she had of what this plant would do. "Wh-what do we do!?" she screamed. "Okay, don't scream...!" Jeremy covered his ears. "I am literally right here." "How can I not scream!? I don't wa-eeek!!" "What!? What's wrong!?" "Hey, no no stop it!!" The vines began to take off Esme's boots, her kicking her feet to try and prevent that. "Stop it!" "Hmm, maybe it likes your boots?" "Stop joking around!" Esme tried again to squeeze out of the vine's grip, but it seemed to be no use. "P-please don't hurt us...!" "I don't think plants have ears. Unless it's ears of candy corn." "Would you please stop!?!" Suddenly, Esme felt something on her left foot; a vine decided to start to tickle her socked toes. She began to giggle and try to kick her feet, but a vine already wrapped itself around her ankles. Jeremy looked over to see what was so funny until he felt his arms being lifted. Before he could say a word, two vines wiggled into his armpits, Jeremy bursting into giggles. "Pfftgeeheeeheehee! Noohohoho!" "Wh-whahahahat is it doing...!?" Esme laughed, now two vines working on her feet. "I dohohohohon't knooohohohow!" One vine slithered down Jeremy's shirt from his sleeve, him squealing and thrashing as it went up and down his side. "EEEEEEeeeeheeheehee!! Nohohoho staaahahahahahahap!!" His plead fell on deaf ears as another vine did the same, but to his other side. "Naaaahahahahaha!! E-Esme! Stahahahahahahap this!!" Esme felt her socks slowly slip off, making her giggle in anticipation. They then ripped off, numerous vines tickling her toes, soles, and knees. "Aaaahahahahaha!!! Y-yoohoohoou think I cahahahahahahan stahahahahahap this!?" "At leeheeheeast tryaaahahahahahaha!!" Jeremy begged. Jeremy then shrieked, feeling one of the vines travel to his belly, wiggling and slithering all around like a deadly cobra. "Aahahahahahahahanything!!! Juhuhuhahahahast do something!!" Esme opened her eyes, laughing hysterically as she tried to think of a plan. Looking over, she saw a red beaker with a skull and cross bones on it. Of course, cyanide! "Aaahahahahahahaha!! I gohohohot a plahaha-EEEEE!!!" The vines eventually found her sides, making her squeal as another vine tickled around her neck, making her hunch her shoulders. "AAAAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!!! NOOOHOHOHOHAHAHAHAHA!!!!" But Jeremy was going through much worse. The plant already figured out that his tail was SUPER ticklish. So it wasted no hesitation as it held the tip of his tail, Jeremy gasping. "Nooohohohoho!! Wahahahahait!!" The other vines stopped tickling momentarily, giving Jeremy enough time to beg. "Noho! Please don't!! L-look I'll find you a nice flower girl, eh? How does that sound!? J-just please don't tickle my tail!" But the vines didn't like his deal, nor were they going to follow it anyway. Numerous vines tickled up and down his tail, one getting the tip. Jeremy let out a bloody murder shriek, ectoplasm tears running down his cheeks. "AAAAAAAAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!! STOP IT STOP IHIHIHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!!!" Esme finally got close to the bottle, but she didn't have the strength to aim and throw. She was weak by laughter and her ticklish spots being invaded. "THROOHOHOHOHOW IT!!!!" Jeremy shouted, thrashing. With no time to think, Esme chucked it. Luckily, she made the perfect throw, it landing in the soil. The vines immediately retreated, letting them both go. Landing on the ground, Esme panted as Jeremy stuck himself in midair, wheezing and curling his tail. They both caught their breaths for a few minutes before Jeremy spoke up. "N-nice throw..." "Thanks..." Looking at the plant, they saw a gorgeous flower glowing purple and gold. At that moment, Esme's mother came in. "I'm home!" she smiled. "I got this great deal on toad warts!! Then again, they were on the road, but I had to take the advantage. What did you guy-" She stopped with a gasp, going to the flower. "Is this for me?" "... yeah!" Esme answered, Jeremy nodding. "She did it all by herself," Jeremy added. Esme looked at Jeremy, who smiled back at her. The mother hugged Esme, smiling. "Oh sweetie, this is the best gift I ever got!" she beamed. "I uh... it was no problem!" "Well..." Jeremy would speak up if Esme hadn't wiggled her fingers as a sign to be quiet. "No problem at all."