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The Great Golden Deer Tickle Fight

In honor of me completing the Golden Wildfire route in Three Hopes recently, I have written a fun fic for the Golden Deer characters! In the game, Shez’s profile says they like making their friends smile so I thought this would be a cute idea that I just had to do. I had a lot of fun with this one (as you can probably tell by the word count), so I hope you all enjoy!

Series: Fire Emblem Three Hopes

Characters: Shez, Claude, Lorenz, Raphael, Ignatz, Leonie, Hilda, Lysithea, and Marianne

Word count: 3,574

Summary: When Shez sees Claude feeling a bit down, she comes up with a strategy to help him smile, but the plan soon escalates when the rest of the Golden Deers start joining in. (Note: There are no spoilers that are mentioned, so please enjoy!)

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With the war raging on across Fódlan, the Leicester territory has their hands full trying to protect their land. Battle after battle, decision after decision—It leaves very little time for rest and relaxation. However, those residing at camp today fortunately have a few days to spare before they head off for their next fight.

One of the commanders of the Leicester army and highly skilled mercenary, Shez, sits outside in front of her private quarters organizing equipment, such as plates of armor and bladed weapons they may need for the road ahead. She places them into small piles near the tent of her quarters, so that no one will trip on them if they’re passing by.

“Hey Shez,” a familiar voice greets her from behind. She lifts her head up from her work and turns around to see her friend.

“Hey Claude,” Shez returns a greeting to the Golden Deer leader and dusts herself off of any grains of dirt that may have caught onto her legs while she was kneeling down on the ground. Since the day isn’t as busy as usual, she’s not wearing all of her regular armored mercenary attire, but still has on her black undershirt and shorts. Similar to Shez, Claude is also out of his usual armor, and is wearing his long sleeved undershirt with his ruffled cravat around his neck. “What are you doing?” Shez asks with a friendly smile.

“Oh just roaming around camp. Taking care of the wyverns, managing supplies, preparing for our next battle that could greatly affect the tides of the war. You know, the little things.”

“Seems like you got your hands full,” Shez returns a lighthearted quip. “You doing alright?” she asks in a more serious manner.

Claude shrugs. “Yeah, I’m alright. Just got a lot on my mind, you know?”

Shez lets out a short sigh when she hears those words. Over the course of this war, Claude has been able to communicate some of his concerns to her so he could have someone to talk to. Around camp, he seems to handle it well and always puts on a brave face, but Shez knows that on the inside—there’s a lot of worries that are going through his mind. She wants to help him out in any way that she can, and right now, Claude needs to genuinely smile. She takes a moment to think up a plan that could help—jokes, an expedition, or maybe a meal—but one other idea sticks into her head that may just be the strategy she’s looking for. Now all she has to do is to put it into action.

“You know,” Shez attempts to hide the mischievous grin in her voice, “I actually know a perfect remedy that can help you get your mind off things.”

“Really?” the leader responds with interest, yet still a bit skeptical.

“Yeah, there’s a special method to it, but it seems to always do the trick.”

Claude thinks it over for a moment. “Alright, I’ll bite. How does it work?”

Perfect, he fell for the trap. “So first, close your eyes and think about a relaxing place. A mountainside, open plain, waterside area, anything that makes you comfortable.”

Claude follows Shez’s instructions and closes his eyes. “Done.”

“Great, now just keep them closed.” The mercenary walks over behind her friend. “Now lift your arms up just a little bit,” she slightly moves his arms away from his body. “Perfect. And now for the final step…” Shez smirks and positions her hands below Claude’s arms. Knowing that the leader is completely unaware of her actual plan, she quickly starts wiggling her fingers under his arms to tickle him.

“Hehey!” Claude darts his arms down and starts giggling from Shez’s sneak attack, “Hahaha! I shohould have seen thihihis cohoming!”

“I’m surprised that you didn’t,” Shez grins and keeps a hold on the leader trying to squirm away. “Actually, I’m surprised that this is working so well. I didn’t expect you to be this ticklish.”

“Well, yohohou got mehehe!” Claude admits and arches his back with a yelp when Shez moves her hands to wiggle into his ribs. He slides to the ground and collapses into giggles, while Shez follows him down to continue her plan. She switches from his ribs to his sides and belly, scribbling into the fabric of his undershirt that offers little protection from her attack. Claude wriggles around as he’s reduced to a giggling puddle, trying to playfully shove Shez away while also attempting to defend his ticklish spots. He probably wishes that he was wearing his armor now, but if he was, Shez wouldn’t be able to see the genuine smile currently glowing on his face.

“Ahem. What is going on here?” a refined male says across from them, snapping Shez out of her thoughts. She momentarily glances over at the source of the voice and notices a few of their teammates, Lorenz, Raphael, Ignatz, and Leonie watching them. Like Shez and Claude, they also have on more comfortable wear that corresponds to their usual fashion color, rather than their armor.

“Oh, hey Lorenz!” Shez casually greets him as she continues to tickle Claude.

Lorenz pinches the bridge of his nose, unamused with what he’s seeing. “What, may I ask, are you doing?”

“Well, Claude needed some cheering up, and what better way to do that with some good ol’ tickling,” Shez punctuates her sentence by scribbling her fingers into Claude’s belly, causing the leader to jump with more giggles.

Ignatz chuckles. “At least now the reasoning for the laughter we heard makes much more sense.”

“And you can’t argue with that logic,” Raphael agrees.

“Do not encourage them!” Lorenz exclaims. He turns to the purple-haired mercenary. “Shez, this is inappropriate. Claude is our leader and should be respected as such. Plus, what if there is an enemy spy lurking nearby that can use this information against us?”

“Aww, come on Lorenz. They’re just having a bit of fun,” Leonie chimes in. “Besides, the perimeters were checked this morning for any spy activity, and nothing was suspicious.”

“Yeah, maybe you should loosen up a bit Lorenz,” Raphael says with a mischievous tone behind his words.

Lorenz scoffs. “Oh please, I do not need to loosen up—AH!” The purple-haired noble suddenly yelps and clamps his arms down when Raphael sneaks behind him to tickle his underarms. Lorenz closes his mouth shut with a wobbly smile and poorly attempts to keep in his laughter, but his efforts to hold it in soon falter when he can’t help but burst into giggles. “Hahaha! Rahaphael!

“See Lorenz? It’s fun!” Raphael grins at the squirming noble.

Leonie giggles, “Here, let me help!”

“No! Noho! Leohohonie!” Lorenz flails his arms to stop her, but his giggles only increase when Leonie starts scribbling into his sides. “Hahaha! Ignahatz! Sahave mehehe!”

Ignatz chuckles again, “Alright, alright. I’m coming.” He moves over behind Raphael and peaks around the burly man, then darts his hands forward to tickle his friend’s sides. Raphael jumps with loud bouts of giggles and slightly bends his body forward, all while still trying to keep a hold on Lorenz.

“Leohohonie!” Raphael calls to his friend, “Dohon’t let Lorehehenz escahahape!”

“I’m on it!” she nods and dashes behind Raphael. When she sees his attacker, she mischievously smirks at Ignatz and wiggles her fingers in the air. The green-haired knight’s eyes go wide and he backs up while putting his hands up in defense.

“L-Leonie!” Ignatz panics when she takes a few steps closer, “Wait!” He turns to run, but Leonie quickly catches him by wrapping an arm around his torso and wiggling her other hand into his side. “AH! Nohoho! I’m reheheheally ticklish! Hahaha!”

“Works for me then,” Leonie teases the wriggling Ignatz. The knight crumbles to the ground in a giggling mess as the mercenary keeps up her attack, preventing Ignatz from escaping so he can’t help Lorenz.

Shez giggles as she watches her other friends join in on the lighthearted fight, but while she is distracted, Claude takes the upper hand and shoves Shez onto her back. She gasps when she looks up at a smirking Claude, and before she can escape, the leader starts scribbling into the mercenary’s sides.

“AH! Ahahaha! Clahahaude!” Shez bursts into bubbly giggles.

“You can’t out scheme the schemer, friend,” Claude smiles, “I was just waiting for the perfect chance to strike back!” He scribbles into her belly, causing even more bubbly laughter to be released from the mercenary.

Just then, the rest of the Golden Deers in their comfortable attire, Hilda, Lysithea, and Marianne, stumble onto the silly scene.

Hilda puts a hand up to the side of her face to think. “You know, when I heard all this laughter, this is not the sight I expected to see.”

“Yes, quite immature if you ask me,” Lysithea remarks.

“Blahame Shehez and Clahahaude! Thehehey started ihihit!” Lorenz exclaims through his laughter.

“In my defense, Shez tickled me first,” Claude states over his shoulder.

The purple-haired mercenary playfully tries to push the leader away from her. Knowing that her plan has backfired, she’s going to need some assistance to get out of this mess. “Hildahaha! Hehehelp mehehe!”

“What? Me?” Hilda then shrugs, “Alright, why not.” She turns to the other girls beside her. “Want to join me?”

Lysithea crosses her arms. “Absolutely not. There is no way I am getting involved in such childish behavior.”

“Suit yourself,” Hilda grins. Before leaving, she gives a playful squeeze to Lysithea’s side, causing the white-haired girl to let out an unexpected, high-pitched squeak. Lysithea slaps her hands over her mouth and shoots daggers in Hilda’s direction as the pink-haired woman walks away. While Lysithea is still in her flustered state, Marianne quietly laughs beside her, using a hand to cover her own smile.

Lysithea narrows her eyes at the blue-haired girl. “What are you laughing at?”

“I’m sorry. It’s just that—hehehe!” Marianne can’t help but giggle after witnessing Lysithea’s squeaky reaction.

Lysithea growls at her. “Oh, you think that’s funny, do you? I’ll give you something to laugh about!” With that, Lysithea lunges forward and starts clawing into Marianne’s sides, immediately causing the other girl to break out into adorable squeaky giggles.

“Eep! Lysitheahaha!” Marianne squeaks, and soon slides down to the ground to curl herself into a giggling ball.

Meanwhile, Hilda attempts to tickle Claude from behind, but he braces himself when he sees her coming by squeezing his arms to his sides so that she can't find an opening. Hilda huffs and puts her hands on her hips. “Ugg, you’re making me work harder now? Well let’s see how you like this!”

“Huh?! Hilda!” Claude exclaims when she grabs both of his wrists from the front, pulling his arms above his head and yanking him backwards onto the ground. Shez quickly scoots away now that she’s free, while Hilda scribbles into Claude’s ribs before he can defend himself, sending the leader into a fit of laughter once again.

“Thanks for the assist, Hilda,” Shez says while she catches her breath.

“No problem. It’s not every day I get to see our ‘oh so great’ leader loosen up like this. He gets so tense when he’s stressed out.”

“Hildahaha!” Claude tries to squirm away from her wiggling fingers, “Cuhuhut it ohohout with the teheasing!”

“Aww, but I can’t help it. It’s just too hard not to.”

Now that Hilda’s taking care of Claude, Shez looks over at Lysithea and Marianne, who are still currently in their own tickle fight. The mercenary grins, then picks herself up to sneak up behind the white-haired noble, making sure Lysithea doesn’t sense her presence. When she’s right behind her, Shez shoots her hands forward and squeezes Lysithea’s sides, causing the girl to let out another uncharacteristic high-pitched shriek. Lysithea stops tickling Marianne and whips around to snarl at a smiling Shez. With a chuckle, the mercenary starts running away, knowing that Lysithea would want revenge, which proves correct when the white-haired noble immediately gives chase.

The two dash around the area, circling around their other friends. Lysithea throws her arms forward to catch Shez, but she misses the speedy mercenary and stomps her foot on the ground in frustration. She prepares to take off after Shez again, however, while she’s stopped, Lysithea realizes that their chase led her right behind her original attacker. Lysithea smirks and switches her target over to Hilda, quickly scribbling into the pink-haired woman’s sides.

“AH! Lysitheahaha!” Hilda shrieks. She holds herself up with one arm while Lysithea enacts her revenge, allowing Claude to slip away and join the white-haired noble in her quest for payback. Hilda tries to turn around and playfully push the two away, but she plops onto her back when they both work together to go after her sides and belly.

In the background, Shez leans over on the pole of her tent, now that she’s not being chased anymore, and enjoys herself as she watches this play out.

“Thanks for the help, Lysithea,” Claude looks over at his teammate. “But what ever happened to not joining in since it was childish?” he purposely teases to rile her up. Lysithea freezes and narrows her eyes at Claude with another growl.

“I’ll show you!” she exclaims, then lunges herself at Claude.

“Whoa!” The leader quickly dodges out of the way. “Not this time!” Claude counter-attacks by digging into Lysithea’s sides, making the girl break out into bubbly laughter and flop onto her back.

“Clahahaude! Youhou are gohoing to regret thihihis!” Lysithea giggles and tries to wriggle away.

“Well then, I’ll deal with that when the time comes,” he grins.

On the ground close by, Marianne finally lifts herself upright, only to see that all the attackers have switched. Although Lysithea is the one that tickled her first, Marianne dashes over to try and help the white-haired noble. She kneels herself down behind Claude and holds her hands up to get him, momentarily hesitating before she does since she’s still a bit shy, but she’s only able to get one squeeze in on his sides before she’s quickly snatched backwards into Hilda’s arms.

Marianne looks over her shoulder with big eyes. “Hilda, what are you—Eek! Ahahaha!” Marianne explodes into high-pitched giggles again when Hilda wiggles her fingers into her ribs.

“Sorry Marianne, but I can’t have you helping the person who’s trying to go after me,” Hilda says to the squirming girl in her lap. “Besides, I want to see that adorable smile of yours again.” Marianne attempts to respond, but anything she tries to say gets flooded by the airy, uncontrollable giggles pouring out of her.

While this little squabble is going on, Shez can’t help but smile at the heart warming sight of all her friends like this—giggling, smiling, loosening up and just letting their guard down while they have fun with one another. These moments are more sparse ever since the war started, but it’s uplifting to see this side of them come out after everything they’ve been through.

But enough standing around, Shez wants to get back into the fight. She looks over at the other half of the group—Lorenz, Raphael, Ignatz, and Leonie—that have been dueling it out since the beginning, and decides to join them. Lorenz hasn’t escaped once since this whole ordeal started, so Shez’s assists him by dashing behind Raphael and swiftly ticking his sides. Raphael clamps his arms down from the unexpected attack while still trying to hold on to the noble attempting to escape, but as Shez’s continues wiggling her fingers up to his ribs, Raphael’s grip weakens and Lorenz finally wriggles free.

Lorenz clutches his torso while he catches his breath, gesturing a silent ‘thank you’ to Shez. After he takes a few moments to recover, he growls at Raphael and thrusts himself towards his friend to join Shez on the offensive.

“This behavior might not be fitting for a noble such as myself, but I will make an exception for this!” Lorenz playfully remarks as he wiggles his fingers into Raphael’s right side, while Shez moves over to his left.

“Ahack! Leheheonie! I need hehehelp again!” Raphael giggles as he tries to wrap his big arms around himself for protection.

Leonie lifts her head up, still with Ignatz squirming below her fingers, and notices Raphael’s situation. “I’m coming!” she calls out and leaves a breathless Ignatz on the ground to dash towards Shez.

“Oh, no you don’t!” Shez whips around to quickly retaliate and scribbles into the front of Leonie’s sides, catching the orange-haired mercenary off guard.

“Gahack! I’ve been hihihit! Hahaha!” Leonie hugs her torso and folds herself forward. She twists around to squirm away, but she ends up losing her balance and flopping onto her stomach, allowing Shez to kneel down and keep tickling her unguarded sides. After finally recovering from his previous attack, Ignatz sits up nearby and observes from the sidelines, watching Leonie kick and pound her fists in the dirt with streams of giggles as she tries to escape.

Claude looks over at the other group and chuckles at the entire situation. He also notices that Shez is once again distracted, which gives him one last sneaky idea to use in this fight. “Looks like it’s time to end this!” he states and gently releases Lysithea from his hold, leaving her in a breathless giggly pile. He then calls out to some of the members of the other group, “Lorenz! Let go of Raphael! I have a plan!” Once he hears Claude’s words, Lorenz stops tickling Raphael to allow the burly man to catch his breath.

“I don’t know where this is going, but I shall go along for now,” Lorenz responds while Raphael and him wait for the leader’s next move.

“Perfect,” Claude says and gets up to advance over to the middle area, “Now Raphael, grab Shez and bring her out in the open!”

“You got it Claude!” Raphael answers and turns towards the purple-haired mercenary.

“What!?” Shez exclaims and immediately releases Leonie. She tries to run, but Raphael grabs her from around her waist and lifts her into the air. She gleefully squeals when her legs leave the safety of the ground, flailing them around to try and get away.

“Raphael! Let me go!” Shez giggles as she’s carried a few steps to the less crowded area. With his arms still wrapped around her, Raphael places her back down in front of a smirking Claude.

“Now then!” Claude exclaims, “Everyone, get Shez!” Upon hearing their leader's mischievous plan, all the Golden Deers perk their heads up and look towards the purple-haired mercenary.

“No! No!” Shez gasps with a playful smile and tries to wriggle away from her friend’s hold, but she erupts into hysterics when Raphael and Claude start tickling her from behind. She slides down to the ground to escape, but soon after, Hilda and Lysithea join in on her right, while Leonie and Lorenz join in on her left. The other two remaining Golden Deers, Marianne and Ignatz, sit themselves besides Shez’s legs to just watch the rest of their friends, but they participate a little by adding a few light scribbles into Shez’s knees. The mercenary shrieks with joyful laughter while she, unsuccessfully, tries to squirm away from all her friends.

“Okahahay! Mercy! Mehehercy! Hahaha!” Shez puts her hands up in defense to surrender. Immediately, the Golden Deers all move their fingers away from her, leaving a winded Shez sprawled out on the ground as she lets out residual giggles. Claude carefully helps her sit up and face the rest of her friends circled around her.

“You alright?” Claude asks the exhausted mercenary.

“Totally fine,” Shez turns her head to him with a big grin. “How are you holding up?”

Claude returns a warm smile, “Better thanks to your method.”

Shez nods. “I’m glad. Although, it definitely escalated to a point I wasn’t expecting.”

Lorenz crosses his arms. “Yes, I don’t think any of us were.”

“But we had fun though, right?” Raphael gives Lorenz a friendly nudge.

“Of course we did,” Hilda answers for the stubborn noble. “Usually I wouldn’t get involved, but this was an opportunity I just couldn’t pass up.”

“I will admit that as childish it may be, it was quite amusing,” Lysithea agrees.

“It was nice to see everyone so happy,” Marianne cheerfully mentions.

“Yeah, I don’t think we’ve laughed like that in a long time together,” Ignatz reminisces.

Leonie chuckles. “I don’t know about you all, but my favorite part was seeing Lorenz flailing.”

“I was not flailing!” Lorenz exclaims. “I was simply protecting myself.”

“I don’t know Lorenz, it looked like flailing to me,” Claude pokes a little fun at him.

Lorenz glares daggers at the leader. “That’s coming from someone who was clearly squirming when I first walked over here!”

“Hey, I didn’t say that I wasn’t!”

Everyone laughs and all the Golden Deers join in on the playful discussion about their favorite moments during the tickle fight. Although the original plan was intended for Claude, the heartwarming play they all had also allows Shez to feel like a weight has been lifted from her chest. It may be only temporary, but this little method of hers really did help to get her mind off of things. She looks around at her friends' smiling faces. Her strategy seemed to help all of them too.

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