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More Sonic Tickle Fics...

So I've been talking about writing a second fic for the Sonic movies pretty soon here, and I recently came up with a pretty good idea for a request I got for lee Sonic, and lers basically his whole family.

Idk I'm just yapping a bit here, 😅 but I brainstormed the plot, and decided it would be an angst/comfort fic set after the Sonic 3 movie because holy cow- there is a lot to unpack there!!

Anyways, I guess I'm just giving a little update! So yeah, that's likely going to be the next thing I write, and then I also have a silly idea for a lee Stone and Robotnik fic 🤭🤭

Tags: @sunsetsandsunshine @rice-cake-teen10 @smiley-star @savemeafruitjuice

~Rocket Ship End Time~

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Leo was bored. And when the red eared slider IS bored, EVERYONE will know. Until he remembers something.

"Oh Doooooooon Trooooon..."

So of course, he goes to bother his twin.

"Ugh, audible groan. What is it, Leon?"

The blue-cladded turtle pokes his head over his twins shoulder.

"Whoa-ho-ho-ho-ho! Dude! Your actually fixing the rocket ship!! Will it actually fly?"

Sigh. "No, 'Nardo, it will not fly. Maybe. Now stop bothering."

Leo slithers out the room to Raph's. "HEY RAAAAAPH! My rocket ship is almost ready!"

The eldest turtle looks up. "Rocket ship? What rocket?"

Leo smirks. "The first one."

Raph gets a face of annoyance. Leo was an absolute MENACE with that thing.

"W-what!?!? F-fixed!? Dangit, why!?"

Leo smirks. "I'ma go share the AWESOME news with Mikester." He flips his bandana tail and backflips out the room, the show off he is.

Mikey was in the living room, painting. Leo leaps in the room, knocking the canvas down.

"LEO!! I WAS WORKING ON THAT!"

Leo winces. "Relax, hermano! I have amazi-"

Mikey interrupts. "Yeah yeah, the rocket ship. Donnie already texted me. Your always so annoying with that thing!"

How dare Mikey!? Call his brother "annoying"... when he was absolutely aggravating with it.

"HEY, NARDO! READY."

Leo runs up into Donnie's lab, yanking the finished product. "Ooh... is this... JET BOOSTERS!"

"Yes yes, just don't fly it off in the lab-"

BOOM. It flies and bonks Donnie upside the head. "OW- NARDO!"

Leo becomes an absolute nuisance. Running around, hitting people with it, infodumping, and being just an absolute pain.

Blah blah blah blah blah. Raph gets annoyed. He grabs Leo by the arm and pins him down, finally had enough.

"H-hey! L-let me go!"

"That ain't happening. You've been a pain, Leon."

Donnie, scrolling on his phone, looks up at the two. "And what, may I ask, is going on here?"

"Leo's being a brat, so we're gonna teach him a lesson."

Mikey pops in from behind. "Gladly."

"G-guhuys? What are you planning??"

Raph places his hand on Leo's sides. Donnie sits at his ankles. Mikey at his arms.

"Guys, look, I'm sor- Hehehey!"

Raph starts gliding his fingers across his younger brothers sides. Right on cue, Donnie puts on his feet in an arm lock and starts doing the same. Mikey flops his hands right up to his underarms, tickling madly.

"W-WAIHIT! G-GUHUYS, STAHAP IT!!" He bursts into laughter loudly.

"I dunno. You sure were being quite a big pain with that rocket ship." Raph says teasingly.

"G-GUHUHUYS! S-SHIHIHIT!! P-PLEHEASE, STAHAHAP IT!"

"Ooh, cursing us out now, huh? Baaaad choice, Leon." Donnie says, using his Battle Shell's metal extensions to tickle both his heels.

"D-DAHAHAMMIT, DAHAHANNIE! NOHO! NOHOT THERE!"

Raph starts attacking his stomach, as Mikey moves to the ribs.

"GUHUYS, COHOME ON hic PLEHEHEHASE!! I-IHIM SOHORRY!"

The three all let him go, as he collapses into Raph's lap.

"You guys... are... plain evil... incarnate..."

"Ah yes. Payback is the sweetest dish to make." Donnie smirks, as Leo groans.

"But guys... ROCKET SHIP FLYY!"

The rocket flies up, hitting all 3 of the brothers heads.

"DAMN- Really Leo!? Again!?" Raph rubs his head.

"Uh... see ya later!" He runs, the other 3 sighing and walking after him.

Siblings.

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Happy New Years!!!!

I want to thank all of my friends, mutuals, and everyone who interacts with my posts because honestly- you guys rock!! It is so incredible to me as to how many people I've met and been able to interact with, and I am so extremely grateful for everyone on here! I love you all, and am so pumped to see where the new year is going to take all of us. I really hope everyone can just be their best self, and make it through another year! ❤️ 💕 ❤️ 💕

Thank you all for being so amazing! 🫶🫶🫶🫶🫶🫶

Reblog if it’s ok for your mutuals to tag you in posts they think you’ll like even if you don’t talk often.

Ooo! This looks fun, thanks for including me!

Alright, I think the main reason why I would lose a tickle fight would be because I wouldn't want to fight back. Like, at all. I'd honestly probably just take it. 😅

Okay! For the next dareee:

What are your favorite spot(s) to read/write/draw or just see in the community in general?

@yourllocalaroace

@mystwrites

I will start a chain now because I'm bored and want to start to post again after my inactivity🙈

So. For all my mutals, we all give a dare to the ones we tag.

But I will say some rules. Please no dares that has something to do with taking pictures or videos from real-life or with recording your voice. If someone is uncomfortable with the dare then you should write it or you don't need to do it. No one is pressured. It's just for fun🥰

So I will start with a light dare: Post a video on your blog that gets you everytime in a lee mood😌

I tag:

@avg-tummy-enjoyer

@livelaughlee

@namjoonstiddies916

@wereallgonnadieonedaybutnottoday

@sugary-sweet-anon

@mysticalxmagical

@someone-who-loves-kpop-saranghae

@itzsana-kiddingmenow

As I said: no pressure❤️

Let's have fun with daring each other😌❤️

THIS!! SOO CUTE!!! 🥰🥰🥰🥰🥰

Go to Sleep! — Sonic Movieverse

Summary: It’s movie night for the Wachowskis. But after Sonic helps himself to some sweets before bed which results in a sugar rush, it’s nearly impossible to get him to sleep. Fortunately, Tom and Maddie know exactly how to tire out a sugar rushed hedgehog.

Lee!Sonic 🦔💙

Lers!Tom & Maddie 🍩🥨

Word count: 3.8k

A/N: My first Sonic fic that I wrote four days ago while being bedridden from being sick 🤒 Takes place after the first movie. Also, I just wanted to quickly write some Sonic fluff to take my mind off things this month and cuz my Shadow plushie was delivered today. ^^ enjoy!

Tooth-rotting family fluff ahead! May be too sweet for reader consumption!

It was movie night in the Wachowski household, something Sonic had been looking forward to all week. Just him, Tom, Maddie, and Ozzy for the whole evening binging movies and feasting on junk food. And tonight, it was Sonic’s turn to pick the movie.

The little blue hedgehog quickly skimmed through the channels before sorting through the movies catergory of their streaming service, trying to decide what movie they should watch. But there were so many options. How was he supposed to pick just one?

Tom and Maddie had already settled down on the couch, popcorn bowl wedged between them. Even their golden retriever, Ozzy, had taken a seat on the couch.

“Sonic, c’mon,” he heard Tom say. “Just pick a movie already. The longer you decide, the less time we’ll have for our movie night.”

“I’m trying!” retorted Sonic. “There’s just so many good options, it’s hard to pick one!”

Tom rolled his eyes fondly, muttering “oh, this kid” under his breath. Maddie overheard, and couldn’t help but giggle.

“Ooh! I think I finally got it!” Sonic exclaimed as the loading icon appeared on the TV screen. He zipped back to the couch, squeezing in between the couple and making himself comfy.

“So what movie did you pick?” asked Tom.

Sonic beamed. “The SpongeBob SquarePants Movie!”

Tom and Maddie exchanged glances before simultaneously uttering, “Ohhh no.”

When the scene came where SpongeBob and Patrick were scarfing down triple goober berry sundaes, Sonic’s eyes widened at the sight of the cartoon depicted ice cream sundaes. “Whoaaaa! I wanna make that! Can we make that after the movie? Can we? Can we?!”

“Slow down, buddy,” Tom chuckled. “I don’t think it’s a good idea to eat a heaping ton of ice cream right before bed. You’ll be bouncing off the walls for hours.”

“Wait, can that really happen?” Sonic asked, immediately convinced. “Now I really wanna try it!”

Maddie quickly intervened. “Uh, Tom’s right, sweetie. We don’t want you to have a sugar rush keeping you up all night. We’ll have ice cream earlier tomorrow.”

“Awww…” Sonic’s ears dropped. Maddie ruffled his head apologetically to get him to smile again.

As their attention pivoted back to the movie, Sonic got a brilliant idea. An hour later after the movie concluded—and Sonic quit scream-singing the lyrics to “Goofy Goober Rock”—it was time to put his idea into action.

“All right, everybody, time for bed.” Maddie ushered them all off the couch before calling Ozzy to take him outside. Tom picked up the empty popcorn bowl and switched the TV off. He caught a certain little blue hedgehog trying to quietly slip into the kitchen.

“Sonic.” Said hedgehog froze in his tracks. “You heard Maddie. Upstairs to bed.”

Sonic shyly twiddled his fingers. “I-I know, I just…wanted to get a quick glass of milk before I go. Y’know, wash out all that popcorn I ate.”

“Well…okay. But make it quick.”

“Okay!” The little hedgehog internally squealed at how excellent his plan worked. “Perfect,” he whispered to himself. “Now to finally make that triple goober berry sundae. Let’s see…what do I need? Ooh, I know!”

Sonic managed to snag everything he needed to make the sundae in under two seconds. He silently thanked Tom and Maddie for having all the ingredients in the kitchen. Then, he quickly constructed his sundae based on memory in another second. When that was done, he stepped back and looked at the finished product. “Whoo! Not bad for a first timer!”

He had successfully made a screen accurate triple goober berry sunrise: three large scoops of vanilla ice cream dripping with chocolate syrup, an M&M smile, and banana limbs with cherries on the ends.

Sonic felt like he could tear up at the sight. But no, no time for that. He had to eat this fast. While also trying to savor every bite at the same time.

As soon as Maddie came back inside with Ozzy, she asked, “Did Sonic head off to bed already?”

“Not yet,” Tom answered, now changed into his pajamas. He gestured to the kitchen. “Said he wanted to get some milk before he went to bed.”

The sound of a spoon cluttering and scraping got their attention.

“That…doesn’t sound like he’s just getting milk,” Maddie said uneasily. Tom slowly shook his head, parental instincts kicking in. The couple slowly peered inside the kitchen, and their jaws dropped at the sight: Sonic sitting on the counter, his face coated with ice cream and chocolate syrup, as he attempted to lick the bottom of his bowl clean.

“Sonic?!” exclaimed the couple simultaneously.

Said hedgehog jerked his head up at the sound of his name, smiling sheepishly as he was caught. “O-Oh…heyyy guuuuys…”

“Sonic…” Tom began slowly. “What are you eating?”

“Uhhh…triple goober berry sunrise?” Sonic shrunk under the parental glares. “I’m sorry, I couldn’t help it! It just looked soooo good in the movie, I thought…maybe I could make one before bed?”

“After we explicitly told you no?” Maddie asked in her stern mom voice.

Sonic lowered his ears before flashing an apologetic smile. “I promise to clean up?” He zipped around the kitchen in a streak of blue light as he tidied up. “There, see? Like it never happened!”

Maddie tapped the corner of her mouth. “Except you missed a spot here.”

“Oh!” Sonic licked his lips. “Got it!” He suddenly squeaked in surprise as he was lifted off the ground.

“All right, you’re going straight to bed,” he heard Tom say. Sonic whined and tried to squirm out of the awkward hug lift. “Don’t give me that. We warned you about having ice cream before bed even though we promised you we’d have some tomorrow.”

“But I couldn’t wait! And anyway, what’s the big hap? I cleaned up, didn’t I?”

“That’s not the point. And tomorrow, we’re going to have a talk about this.”

“Awww you’re no fun, Donut Lord!” Sonic whined. He managed to squirm free and raced up the ladder stairs to his attic bedroom.

“Aw geez…” Tom sighed as he facepalmed.

“At this rate, he’s not going to get any sleep,” said Maddie.

“Unless we duct tape him down to his bed.”

“Tom!”

“I’m kidding! But that’s still an option we can use as a last resort.”

“How about this,” Maddie suggested. “Instead of…that, we’ll gently tire him out; give him soothing pets and rubs, tuck him in snugly, read him a story. That should put him to sleep quickly.”

“Hm. Okay, that works.”

It did not work. Sonic was far too hyper to settle down no matter what they tried. Not even soft scratches to his ears or under his chin pacified his sugar rush. And that always was a good remedy whenever the blue hedgehog was restless.

Tom and Maddie sat helplessly on the edge of Sonic’s race car bed, while he continued to do laps around his room and babbling gibberish. He was bouncing off the walls. Literally; curled up as a blue hedgy ball and bouncing from wall to wall, as if he were a ping pong ball.

Tom turned his attention to his wife. “Well, if we’re both in agreement with restraining the hyper hedgehog to his bed, I’ll go get the duct tape from the garage.”

“We are not duct taping him to his bed.”

“What about those calming gummies you give to Ozzy during the Fourth of July? That should do it, right?”

“Tom! I’m not giving canine calming gummies to a hedgehog!”

“NyQuil? If it’s safe for human consumption, it should be safe for him.”

“Tom, no!”

With no other options, Maddie suddenly perked up with an idea. “Hang on. I think I’ve got something. Something my sister and I used to do with Jojo when she was younger, and in a similar predicament.”

Her husband looked relieved. “Really? What is it?” She motioned for him to come closer to whisper so Sonic wouldn’t overhear. His lips slowly curled into a big grin.

As the hyper hedgehog continued to zoom across the walls, he was oblivious to the fact that his parental figures were plotting something against him. It wasn’t until he heard them call out his name that he skidded to a stop, while still bouncing in place.

“All right, Blue Devil, can you settle down now?” asked Tom.

“I can’t! I’m too hyper!” Sonic declared, still bouncing on his toes.

“Well, will you at least lay down in bed?” Maddie coaxed, patting the bed.

Sonic thought about it for a second, before getting a running start and leaping onto his bed. He landed face first with an “oomph!” before bursting out into giggles.

It was hard for the couple to stay mad at him because sometimes Sonic would be too cute for his own good. His sweet giggles and smile almost made them forget why they were displeased in the first place.

“Alright, we’re not going to tell you again, Sonic,” Maddie tried to sound stern, but the grin on her lips proved otherwise. “You better go to sleep right this instant.”

“I can’t! I’m too hyper!” Sonic repeated through breathy giggles. He giddily kicked his legs, already making a mess of bedsheets and blankets.

“Last chance, turbo toes,” Tom playfully warned. “Go to sleep now or else you’re gonna get it.”

Something in Tom’s voice sparked a fluttery feeling in Sonic’s tummy. Anticipation; and anticipating some sort of playful consequence if he didn’t abide. But there was also a streak of provocative cheekiness. He dared to defy.

“Heh, make me, Donut Lord!” Sonic challenged, sticking his tongue out.

Tom and Maddie exchanged devious grins. Oh, this kid was so asking for it!

Sonic emitted a surprised squeak as his wrists were suddenly grabbed and pinned above his head. The culprit? Tom and Maddie each took a wrist as they sat on either side of him. “Aaah! Hey, what gives? Aw, you two are no fun!”

Tom smirked like a villain. “We warned you, Sonic.” Then he glanced at his wife. “So, Maddie, looks like we’ve got a sugar-rushed hedgehog. As Green Hill’s most elite and respected veterinarian, what do you propose we do?”

Maddie hummed, pretending to think. “Well, normally it wears off on its own. But it looks like we have a severe case here. And there’s only one way to cure a severe sugar rush…”

Sonic didn’t like the way they were speaking to each other. Something in their voices seemed suspicious, like they knew something he didn’t. What were they planning on doing? And why did their cryptic conversation make even more anticipatory butterflies fill his belly? What witchcraft were they doing to him?

His questions were answered when he heard the couple say, “A visit from the Tickle Monster!”

Sonic suddenly burst out into squeaky giggles as two hands gently fluttered against his ears and neck. His ears twitched with every soft tweak, and he attempted to scrunch his shoulders. “Guhuhuys, nohohoho! This ihihis so nohot fahahahair!”

“Again, we warned you,” Tom smirked. He moved his hand down to tase Sonic’s side, resulting in a high-pitched squeak.

“OkAHAhay! Okahahay! I’ve learned my lesson!” the giggly hedgehog squeaked out. Tom and Maddie paused for a moment.

“Hm, should we believe him?” asked Maddie.

“Mmm…nah.”

“What?!” Sonic exclaimed. “But—But, I mean it! I learned my lesson! I-I’ll never ever eat ice cream before bed again! Swear!”

“Hmm, then why don’t we believe you?” Maddie playfully asked, hovering her wiggling fingers near the hedgehog’s side.

Sonic gasped and tried arching away from her hand as far as he could. “B-Because…Because you guys are jerks, that’s why!”

Maddie pretended to be offended. “Excuuuse me?! Calling us jerks now, huh?”

Normally, Sonic would be terrified of Maddie’s reaction to his choice of words. But he was feeling too playful and cheeky at the moment. And he knew nothing serious was going to happen to him. He just enjoyed seeing the look of their faces as he got quippy with them.

“Y-Yeah! You’re not only jerks, but you’re also fun sponges!” Sonic dared to say. “You suck the fun out of everything!” Then, just to be even cheekier, he dared to stick his tongue out at them again. “Mmmh!”

“Ohh that does it! Tom, hand him over.” Maddie cradled the little blue hedgehog in her lap, who was now giggling and eyeing her with wide anticipating eyes. Awwh, he must really want this.

She wasted no time and rapidly wiggled her fingers against his sides. Immediately, Sonic arched his back with a squeal before erupting into more high-pitched giggles.

“EEEEEAAAHeeheeheehee!! Mahahahaddie! Mahahaddie, nohohohoho!”

“Who is this…Maddie you speak of? I’m the Tickle Monster! And you’re mine, you sassy little hedgehog!” She empathized by tasing Sonic’s sides, making him arch with another squeal.

“AAAAAHH! Whahahahat?! No you’re nohohohot!”

“Oh yes I am! And you’re not going anywhere!” She gently pulled him back into her lap as she noticed Sonic was trying to roll out of her lap.

He yelped and made a dramatic show of reaching out for Tom. “Donut Lord! H-Hehehelp! Sahahave meheeheehee!”

“Oh, I’ll save you, all right. Hand him over, Maddie.” Sonic was passed over, and thought he was safe. But that split second of relief was only short lived as Tom suddenly dug rapid fingers against his ribs and under his arm at the same time.

“AAAAAEEEEHEEHEAAAA!! NAAAHAHAhahaha!! Nohohohot cool, Donut Lohohohord!”

“Who are you calling Donut Lord?”

“AAAHAhahahaha! Y-Youhoohoohoo, Tohohom!”

“I’m not Tom, I’m also the Tickle Monster!”

“HaHAAAhaha! Nohohohoho! NAHAhahat you too!” Sonic giggled madly, rapidly shaking his head. “And quiHIHit sahahaying that! I’m too old for thahahahat!”

“Too old for the Tickle Monster? I beg to differ!” Tom switched tactics; yanking one arm up and scribbling his free hand into the exposed little underarm.

Sonic emitted a girly squeal, and shrieked with laughter. “EEEEEEEEEHEEHEEHEAAAAAAHAHAHA!! NAHAHAHAHAHO! I-I AHAHAHAHAM!! I’M TOO OHOHOLD FOR THE T—HAHAHA! THE TI—MMPHHEEEEHEEHEEHEE!!” Sonic was too flustered to even say the words. And unfortunately for him, that didn’t go unnoticed.

“Aww having a little trouble saying the words ‘Tickle Monster’, sweetie?” Maddie couldn’t help but coo.

“N-NOHOHOHO!” Sonic squeakily protested. No way in Green Hills he was going to admit that he couldn’t say the t-word. Or that just hearing the word flustered him to no end.

“Is it because you can’t actually say the word ‘tickle?’”

Uh-oh. Now they were on to him.

Sonic blushed, panting as Tom halted his attack. “N…No..? Of course I can say it! I have absolutely no problem saying—that word.”

“Ohhh, so sassy, hyper from a sugar rush, and can’t say the word ‘tickle?’” Tom pointed out. “Good to know!”

Sonic rolled his eyes and giggled. “You’re soho meheeheehean, you fun sponge!”

“Oho, still gonna call me names?”

“That’s right!” The blue hedgehog sat up, quickly recovering from the tickly onslaught mere moments ago. “You guys are not only mean, but you’re fun sponges, wazbags, and also hobknockers!” He crossed his arms with a huff before bursting out into giggles as he saw the couple’s mouths agape. “Oh my—hahaha! You…You should see your faces right now! Ahahaha!”

The couple exchanged glances again before Maddie nodded at her husband, silently giving him the green light. Tom gave a single nod back. Time to bring out the big guns.

He made a grab for the little hedgehog, securely cradling him. “All right, you little sass master. Since you clearly still have a lot of energy left to keep sassing Maddie and I, that means you can still take a lot more tickles. Lucky for you, I know just how to teach sassy little hedgehogs like you a lesson for being so snarky. Time to bring out the old Wachowski family special!”

Sonic tilted his head like a confused puppy. What the heck was that supposed to mean? He let out a soft squeak as he was lifted up closer to Tom’s face. “What are you up to, Donut L—AAAEEEEEEEEHEEHEEHEEEEEEEK!!” He didn’t have time to finish his question as Tom leaned down to press his face against Sonic’s belly, and playfully nip the soft surface. “NAAAAAHAHAHA!! NAAHEEEEHEEHAHAHA!! N-NOHOHO, WHAHAHAT ARE YOU DOIHIHIHIHING?!!”

“This Tickle Monster grows tired of your sassy comments, and has simply decided to eat you instead!” Tom spoke against the twitching tummy, chuckling as he heard Sonic shriek like a girl again.

“EEEEEEEEEHEEHEEHEAAAAAAHAHAHAHA!! NAAAAAHAHAHAHAO!! DOHOHON’T PLEAHEEHEEHEEHEASE!! THAHAHAHAT FEELS WOHOHOHORSE!!”

Sonic was squirming like a leech on a salt covered sidewalk. The nibbles to his belly were unbearably tickly. Tingly currents were zipping up and down his spine, and he could feel them all the way down to the tips of his toes.

He frantically batted at Tom’s head, silently begging his father figure to have some mercy on him. Fortunately, Tom did get the message. “So, are you ready to apologize for your sass and head off to sleep? Or do we need to keep teaching you a lesson?” The couple hovered their wiggling fingers over the small hedgehog, making him squeal and curl for protection.

“Aaaah! No, no! Wahahahait! Lemme thihihink about ihihihit!”

After Sonic caught his breath, he tapped his chin and hummed in deep thought. “Hmm….I think you guys need a second opinion before calling yourselves professional Tickle Monsters! No way that’s true! I mean, look at me; I’m still hyper, and full of energy, so HA! Your sneak attacks did absolutely no—AAAAAHEHEEHEEHAHAHAHA!!”

“That’s enough sass out of you, mister,” Tom interrupted. He had scooped up the hedgehog, not wasting another second and mercilessly scribbled under his arms.

Sonic screeched and slammed his arms down to his sides, merely trapping the still wriggling fingers there. He jolted with a louder screech when he felt nails scribbling and digging into his belly. “W-WAIT, WAHAHAHAIT!! NAHAHAHAT THERE!! NOT THERE!!”

“Where? Here?” Maddie innocently asked, vibrating a clawed hand against the center of Sonic’s tummy.

Sonic squealed another octave. He frantically shook his head, kicking his legs at 300 miles per hour. “AAAAAAAAHAHAHAHAHAHAAAAAA!! NAHAHAHAHAHAAAAHAO!! NAHAHAHAT THEHEHEHERE!!”

Tom chuckled. “Y’know you keep saying ‘not there’, but I’m not hearing you apologize.”

Sonic may have been laughing his quills off, but he was a stubborn hedgehog. “N-NO WAHAHAHAHAY!! I’LL NEHEHEHEHEVER AP—HAHAHAHA—APOLOGIZE!!”

“Suit yourself, buddy.” Tom and Maddie paused their attacks one last time before switching spots. Maddie grabbed and held Sonic’s wrists above his head while Tom made a grab for his legs. “Just so you don’t try and kick me in the face while I do this,” he told Sonic after he shakily asked what were they going to do to him now.

“Oh, just a secret family combat tactic that’s lethal enough to paralyze a victim within seconds,” Tom stated like a villain as he wrapped an arm around the fidgeting hedgehog’s legs.

Sonic gulped. “P-Paralyze..?”

The couple had to fight the urge not to break character. Sonic just looked too cute! He actually looked like a scared puppy, wondering what they were about to do. They wanted to tell him right there that he had nothing to worry about, and explain what they were going to do, but…it was better to show rather than tell.

The fluttery anticipating tingling intensified as Sonic felt Tom slide his arm behind his back, arching his stomach. He had a bad feeling about this. “W-Wait, what are you..?”

Tom took a deep breath, dove down, pressed his lips against the center of Sonic’s belly, and blew hard.

Sonic threw his head back and screamed. “AAAAAAAAHAHAHAHAHAHAHEEEEEEAAAAA!! NAAAAAHAHAHAHAHAO!! WHAHAHAT IHIHIHIS THAHAHAHAT?!!”

“They’re called ‘raspberries’, Sonic,” explained Maddie with a giggle.

Tom lifted his head. “But like I said, they’re a very lethal weapon that can cripple a victim! Like, for instance, sassy-mouthed hedgehogs who refuse to go to bed!” He leaned down to pepper more ticklish raspberries all over Sonic’s tummy.

And Sonic? He couldn’t stop squealing and screeching hysterics. This was way worse than the nibbles from earlier! “AAAAAAAAHEEHEEHEEHEEHAHAHAAAAAA!! NO!! NO—AAAAAAAAHAHAHAHAAAAA!! THIHIHIS IS SOHOHO MUCH WOHOHOHOHORSE!! AAAAAAAAHHH!!”

“Good! Maybe this’ll teach you not to be sassy to your parents!” Tom spoke against the soft tummy again.

“B-BUHUT I WAHASN’T EHEEHEEHEEHEVEN BEING SASSY!! AAAAAAAHHH!! NAAAAAAAHAHAHAHAO!!” Sonic’s protests were interrupted as another fat raspberry was blown to the center of his belly. “O-OKAHAHAY!! OKAY!! I’M SAHAHAHAHARRY!! I’LL GO TO BEHEHEHED NOW!!” He meant it; he could feel his quills starting to spark and he was starting to lose it. Plus, he didn’t want to accidentally cause a power outage if his quills continued to spark.

“You promise?” he heard Tom and Maddie ask.

He nodded frantically. “YES, YEHEHEHEHES!! PROMIHIHIHISE!!”

The couple finally ceased and released him. Sonic lay limply on his bed, panting while trying to rub away the aftershock tingles from his stomach. “That…you…you guys…are so mean..!” Tom and Maddie laughed, affectionately rubbing his ears and head.

“Well, now you know what happens when you refuse to go to bed,” shrugged Tom.

“And when you get sassy with your words,” Maddie added, booping Sonic on the nose.

Sonic sheepishly smiled. “Okay, I guess I did walk into that one. Sorry for sassing, I think it was the sugar rush.”

Maddie gave him more pets to the head. “Now do you see why we don’t want you to have sweets before bed? It’s for your own good. So you can avoid dealing with the Tickle Monsters as a result.” She playfully tased his side one last time for emphasis.

Sonic arched away with a cute squeak. “EEEP! Okay, okay! I get it! No more! Just…please stop calling yourselves that.” With one final pet to the head, Sonic yawned as his ears drooped.

“Ready for bed?”

He sleepily nodded. “Mm-hmmm…”

Maddie carefully slipped off his sneakers while Tom snugly tucked him in. Sonic was out like a light after that. Smiling, the couple each took a turn giving Sonic a good night kiss to his forehead. Their hearts swooned as they saw the little hedgehog smile in his sleep at the affectionate gesture.

“See? What did I tell you?” Maddie whispered to her husband. “A visit from the Tickle Monster works every time.”

THE END <3

lee bebop ler rocksteady 2012 if ur comfortable :)?

Tickletober Day 10- Spidering

This is a 2012 fic! Also, there are spoilers for season 3, so be aware in case you haven't gotten that far!

Lee: Bebop

Ler: Rocksteady

TW!: None!

Trying my best with the dialogue here, because man they talk in a unique way.

Shredder's lair wasn't a fun place to be in. Any, and all of his henchmen were forced to work for him with immense loyalty, as punishment was always severe if one lacked those traits.

Although they managed to scrape by without getting their heads cut off, Bebop and Rocksteady were the most frequent ones to face the wrath of their master.

There had been a meeting called for that exact reason, Tiger Claw giving everyone yet another informative speech about professionality, and how failure will always have unpleasant repercussions. As he droned on about the seriousness of pleasing Master Shredder, Steranko had lost interest, glancing around the room. Eventually, his gaze had been drawn to his comrade, and the small insect crawling across his back.

Though they were no longer in his warehouse, and had more available food, the habit of eating any living thing they could find had stuck. The rhino mutant slowly moved his hand as to not draw the attention of the insect, and swiped at the other's torso. There was a surprised noise, and the whip of the warthog's head to face the larger.

Zeck clenched his jaw, voice high pitched from surprise, though he tried his best to stay as quiet as possible. "Ivan. This is one of those important meeting-thingies. Do. Not. Touch me." Rocksteady gave him a mildly disconcerted look, and tried to follow the roach that had jumped away from his hand.

He found it to be much more difficult to do simple things, such as grabbing small objects, when he had hands twice the size of his previous ones. The mutant continued to grab and prod at different spots along the smaller's body, undisturbed by the hushed shriek emanating from the tech-savvy.

Zeck slapped at the hands that seemed to be attacking him without provocation, stomping his foot as laughter piled up inside his throat. "'Steady, quihihit! SNRT-"

Some of the others that were close-by were giving the pair weird looks, and Tigerclaw cast them a beyond-annoyed glare, but continued with his meeting. Bebop was most definitely aware of the fact that he was being forced to steal everyone's attention, but he also knew he had no hope of stopping a likely seven-foot rhinoceros.

Said mutant was trailing the roach with his remaining eye, trying and failing to grab the arthropod with incredibly low accuracy. He tried catching it again, hand latching onto the other's side. When the warthog practically jumped away from him, he held onto his shoulder, preventing the smaller from wiggling away, and went right back to trying to catch the bug.

At this point, Zeck had a hand slapped over his mouth, pushing desperately at his friend's hands, as he stomped on the ground. As soon as the hand latched onto his hip, he screeched, flailing away. Tigerclaw had stopped speaking, crossing his arms over his chest as the rest looked on awkwardly.

Steranko had finally caught the roach, either unaware, or indifferent to all of the concerned glanced he was receiving, and popped the roach into his mouth. Some cringed at the wet crunch that followed the silence of the room, and Bebop wrapped his arms around himself at his release, putting his head down and trying to quiet himself before he got into even more trouble.

"Anton Zeck. The behavior you and the rest of these imbeciles demonstrate is the exact reason why we are here in the first place, wasting time that could be used to complete orders."

The pig groaned, clearly entirely uninterested in being scolded like a child, and shot Rocksteady a glare. "It's not me you should be talking to, pussy cat.."

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Uhhh I had no idea how to end this one, and am in a bit of a time crunch. I hope you like it anyways, so yeah.

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