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Liar, Liar

Characters: Ler! Jake, Lee!Trina WC: 2,654 Summary: Jake and Trina have a talk A/N: This took about a week or so to write, on and off. I hope y’all enjoy it tho! And if you do, please consider reblogging! ---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------

One the voices quieted down again, Jake shifted in his beanbag to get more comfortable. He rested two arms behind his head and let out a soft sigh. If he knew anything about his sister, it would be that one, she could never resist snuggling with him while he was taking his nap, and two- she would try to worm her way out of punishment tickles if she was scared

The fact that she was hiding from him right now made him believe that she was scared out of her mind to face him. But...maybe a sense of normality would be enough to lure her out so they could talk about her little lying habit, along with what had happened a few moments prior.

He closes his eyes, evening out his breathing and stretching himself out

It didn’t take very long to hear some shuffling from the other side of the cave. It was followed by the softest noise of paw pads walking across the stone cave floor, then a child’s paw on Jake’s stomach. He had to fight back a smirk, or any reaction at all, and pretended to stay asleep; even after he was lightly shaken side to side. Once the shaking stopped, he could feel the hand wiggle a little (he could picture her tail going godspeed, which usually caused her whole body to wiggle) and heard a soft but happy gasp leave the little Mendel’s mouth. He couldn’t help but chuckle at this, turning his head to look at her. “God, you’re too cute without even trying,” he says, picking his sister up and setting her on his torso. He scritches her back a little to try and ease her worries, but there was still a sense of fear and anticipation in her eyes. 

“...hi,” she squeaks, her ears flat against her head. Jake looked away from her sad little face, having to remind himself why he wanted to do this in the first place. “...are you still mad at me?”

He glances back at her, which was a mistake on his end. She was now pouting at him, her lip wobbling a bit, and he didn’t think she was faking it. “Hey hey hey, shhh, it’s okay, Trin,” he soothes, his big brother mode shifting into overdrive. Jake sits up in the beanbag and cradles her close to his heart. “Of course I’m not mad, hon, I can never stay mad at you.”

“Do you promise?” She asks softly, resting her head against his chest. “Y-you looked so annoyed- I-I thought you hated me.” There was a voice crack in her sentence, and it was followed by a sniff. 

Jake mentally cursed himself out for scaring her so bad as he wiped some of her tears away. He takes his wicked shades off, resting them on top of his head. “Trin, there’s nothing you could ever do to make me hate you, okay? Even- b-breaking my shades- though I’m gonna trust that you’re not gonna try that now.” 

She sniffs and nods, a small smile forming out of pure relief. He swore he could feel his heart melting.

“There’s that smile,” he coos, nuzzling into her cheek. It causes her to giggle softly, which only makes his heart melt more. He keeps nuzzling until he could see her tail lazily wag and feel her quietly purr against him.

“Trin,” he says softly once she was calm enough. “As much as I’d like to let this mistake pass, we should talk about what happened.” 

The little Mendel’s tail slows to a stop and she nods, looking away guiltily. “I was hoping we wouldn’t-.”

“I know. I’ll make it a quick lecture, okay sweetheart? Then we can get into the cheer up/punishment tickles.”

She seems to mull this over in her head, as if weighing the pros and cons. She soon rests her head next to his heart and turns on her side, nodding. “Okay,” she says. “That sounds really nice.”

“Why did you start lying so much, kiddo? You know it can hurt people when you say something that isn’t true to them.” 

“I know,” She hesitantly nods. “It’s a bad habit, I guess. I’m sorry.”

“It’s- fine now, Trina really. I just want to know what happened- what the source of this habit is.”

She suddenly found Jake’s paw super interesting, starting to play with his fingers as she answered. “Do you promise you won’t be mad or disappointed?”

“I promise,” he says, offering her his pinkie. 

She wrapped her paw around it and shook, her little ears flat against her head again. “It was Adam and Jason.”

His heart leaped into his throat, though he tried to not show his fear. “...them??” He asks, his worry doubling when she nodded. “H-how??” 

“Uhm...I don’t really remember,” she lies. “It was a month ago, I’m sorry.”

Her brother sighs again, running a paw through his hair and making sure to not knock off his shades. He nods at her response, gently turning her to her back. “I’ll have to talk to them about it then,” he says. “But please stay away from them, sweetie, they’re dangerous. You remember what happened last time?”

“I do,” she mutters. “I’ll try harder to stay away from them, Jakey.”

“Good,” he smiles, trying to quell the fear that was bubbling in his chest. It seemed both he and Trina needed a distraction right about now. He tries to shake the thought of those two out of his mind, wiggling a paw above Trina’s tummy. “Now that that’s settled~,” he says, grinning at the squeaky, anticipatory giggles that left the little orange fuzzball. 

“Jahahahake,” she whines, unable to keep her eyes off of his paw. “Nohohoho teahahasihihihing!”

“But teasing’s half the fun!” He argues back, suddenly digging into her ribs. Two of his paws expertly scritch over the small ribcage, playing it like a piano. He reveled in Trina’s scream of shock, then her stream of giggles that came after it, mainly just happy to hear her dorky little laugh again. “Besides, these are partially for calling me a demon. I don’t think you’re in much of a position to tell me what to do, little lee~.”

She whimpers and squirms in his arms, trying to give him puppy dog eyes. They don’t last very long though. A few gentle pinches between her ribs makes the little tickle monster squeal happily and laugh harder, closing her eyes out of habit.

“Awww, just look at you~! Already a pile of giggly puddy in my arms! I thought I’d have to work harder for that~,” he purrs into her ear. 

She weakly tried to push him away, though he quickly caught her paws and pinned them above her head. “No no nohohoho, Jake-” “You know the rules,” he shrugs, squishing her sides and making her fall into another heavy giggle fit. “No hiding that cute precious smile or your adorable laughter from me~.” He pinches the area between her sides and hips, which causes a high pitched squeal to leave her. The oldest tickle monster chuckles a little, doing that a few more times before moving onto her hips.

“F-fuhuhuhuhuck-” Trina blurts; though the air around her after she said that suggested she regretted it immensely. Unfortunately for her, Jake wasn’t feeling too merciful. Judging by the way his ears were perked up, he had already heard her little slip-up. He stares Trina down, two paws hovering over each hip; claws unsheathed. 

“What was that, lil’ homie?”

She audibly gulps, giggling out of both fear and excitement. “N-nothing?”

Jake tsks, shaking his head. He digs into her hips again, the extra paws tickling all over her little tum. “You know it’s not right to lie, Trina~.” 

If she thought the tickles before were bad, this was so much worse. His claws felt like a million tiny hair brushes against her vulnerable little self, and with each extra scritch she entered a new level of laughter. Even as she tried to wiggle her hips or suck her tummy in, the claws seemed magnetically attracted to her tickle spots. 

He moved rapidly from up to her ribs to down to her little bappers, making sure not a single spot was left un-tickled. For her ribs, he scritched each little bone as carefully as he could, and easily wiggled his claws in between the bones at random. Despite his waring to stay still or he’d have to re-count, this always sent a ticklish shock throughout her entire body, causing her to squeal loudly through her laughter and try to wiggle away.

Once he got bored of her ribs, he moved to her sides and hips. He easily clawed over each a couple times, adding a claw each time he did so. Once he reached five claws on one side, he would rapidly squeeze that side and coo at her reactions. 

“Awwww, you prefer the slow scritchies instead of the squishy squoos~?” He asked at one point, watching her heavily lean into the more gentler yet more maddening tickles. “I thought you hated this tactic~ were you lying about that too~?.”

At one point he started squishing both sides mercilessly, which caused the little Mendel to cackle her little heart out. She tried to squirm away, but each time she just squirmed into another squish. “Poor widdle baby~,” he brother teased, nuzzling behind her ear as well. “You just can’t avoid the squishies, huh Trinny~? It’s almost like you wanted to get wrecked, since you keep trying to squirm into them~.”

When she sounded out of breath, he decided to move to her tummy. He rubbed circles into her sides as he nuzzled at her stomach, feeling her melt under the touch. Trina’s purrs slowly but surely amped up until she sounded like a little motor boat. Her tail was going so fast that it was making her entire body wiggle slightly.

Jake smiled softly, using his extra set of paws to scritch behind her ears. “You having fun, kiddo?”

“M-mhmm,” she says, getting a dazed look in her eyes.

As cute as he thought she looked in her peaceful, blissed out state; he also knew that they were both ready for him to continue at a moment's notice. So, he waited about a minute longer before digging into her little thighs. 

If her shriek wasn’t loud enough to alert anyone outside of the cave, her following cackles certainly were. The fact that Jake was alternating between squeezing, clawing, and scritching was just making it ten times worse for the little monster. “NAHAHAHAHA- DOHOHOHOHON’T-”

He ignored her, placing two of his paws on each of her thighs, each one using a different tactic that drove her up the wall. “Poor baby,” he sighs dramatically. “If only you weren’t so insanely ticklish, or maybe if you didn’t have the cutest laughter in the entire world, I wouldn’t be wrecking you right about now~!”

“IHIHIHI CAHAHAHAHAN’T HEHEHEHELP IHIHIHIHIT!” She tries to say, getting tired from all the squirming she was doing.

”Well duh~! But even if you could control it, I bet you’d keep your tickle tickle tickleishness at this level so you can still get wrecked to tears every day~.” He starts to knead her thighs like fresh dough; though he kept his ears up so he could hear the safe word if needed. “In fact, I have a feeling that you lied about all this on purpose, because you knew one of us would tickle you until you could barely stand it anymore~.”

The deep red blush spreading across his sister's face was all the confirmation he needed. Tsking at her antics, he flipped one of her ears over with his snoot so she was forced to hear the teases better. “Is that in, Trinny~? Were you just in a horrible lee mood~?”

The baby whined and shook her head. By now, the thigh squishes had died down to a more tolerable rate so she’d be able to answer easier. She remained stubborn though, trying to look away from him. “M-maybe-”

“Maybe’s not gonna cut it, hon. I need a yes or a no~,” he prompts.

She decides to stay silent, biting her lip and hoping he would let it go. Unfortunately for her, he wasn’t that kind of ler.

“Okay, you wanna play hardball huh?” He asks. Jake pulled away and decided to make the tickles all the more worse by moving the two paws on her hips up to her arms. He traced up and down her little biceps, sometimes getting extra close to her hollows, then moving his finger back up to her inner elbow. He also started to scritch just at hertop ribs with his thumb, knowing exactly how insane it was all driving her.

At least, for the moment, she could focus on the paws at her tummy instead. They were alternating between kneading at her little baby chub and digging into her lower belly, where her giggle-button was. However, that didn’t last for much longer.

He moved his last two paws under Trina’s middle arms, using the same tactic he was doing on her first set of armies. To top it all off, he rested his snoot on her tum and waited.

After a minute passed, Trina started to whimper softly. The anticipation tingles had somehow grown to the point where they felt like they were tickling her all on their own. “J-Jakeyyy-” she whines.

He blinks at her, though it couldn’t be seen. “Yeah? Something wrong~?”

“P-please d-don’t make me,” she tries to plead, whimpering softly again.

He just smirks, making his touch lighter.

She whines, the tingles driving her insane by this point. “O-Okay! Okay!! I did s-some of that because I wanted to be ti-tiggled by you. P-please-”

Jake was gonna question what she meant by ‘some’, but he could also sense that his sister was about to cry out of frustration. He moved all four paws to the center of each pit and shrugged. “I suppose I’m satisfied for now.~” With that, he mercilessly dug into each of her weak spots, letting her arms go. 

It’s not like she could do much anyways; the claws digging away at her sensitive hollows had her screaming and shrieking louder than she had been before throughout this entire session. All she really could do was instinctively try to protect the spot, though that was difficult considering Jake’s claws were already there. 

He keeps cooing at her, eventually digging into the deeper part of her armpits. The feeling was so bad that she was only able to scream one last time before her cackles went silent and she went limp against his arm. 

That was his signal to stop and rub the tingles away, kissing her little head. “You okay pumpkin?”

She nods, using the sign for water as she tries to recover.

He grabs a couple water bottles from one of the mini fridges they have around the cave then settles into his beanbag again, scritching behind her ear as she drank. 

“...can we nap now-?” she asks once she was done, already loafing on Jake’s stomach. 

He nods, though his thoughts contradicted his actions. As much as he wanted to rest with her, his nerves from what she told him were keeping him up; though he didn’t want to say that and make her feel bad for telling the truth. As he grabs a blanket for her, he decides that, even if Jason or Adam were to find their way in here again, one of his siblings would probably wake him up. 

He looks over at Tori and Tara, watching as Tori hugged her sibling tight and nuzzled against their ear, all while Tara was cackling softly and trying to get away. 

Yup, he thought, bringing the bundle of Trina up to his chest. They were in good paws.

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the paw beans you two have are so cute!!! i jus,,, wanna squish,,,

“Hear that, Jakey~?” Tori calls, feeling particularly mischievous today. “Let ‘em squish~!” He snorts, flipping her off and firmly placing his paws against the cool cave floor.  “I-I think it was meant towards all of us, dork.” He furrows his brow, lost in thought. “Maybe it was just meant towards Trin too? Uh...either way, thank you! They’re natural!”

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how many siblings are there??

Tori blinks, looking up at the ceiling as Tara gasped for breath dramatically. “Oh, I didn’t know that’d be apart of the blog,” she says. “I wonder how it even started...?” “S-seheheven,” Tara answers for her, shoving Tori’s snoot away when she tried to go in for a second round. “I-I’m just happy they don’t bully me as much as they do. It’s like I couldn’t go to steps without getting wrecked.” “Awwww, it’s cause we love ya~!” Tori giggles, wrapping them in a tight hug. The second Tara starts to melt into it, their sister starts to nuzzle their ears again.

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Is Tara non binary? if so we stan the rep :DDD

"Mhmm! They're non binary!" Jake hums, flinching a bit as another shriek from said Mendel could be heard. "But uh, we're wiggity wiggity prone to bullying them, "

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As stated in the story here, Tara and Tori are now open for questions! Jake and Trina are gonna be closed for questions for a little bit though.

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Does Trina lie a lot or?

"Uh," Jake tilts his head back a bit in thought, running a paw through his hair. "I wouldn't say she lies alot, she's been a very honest kid up to a few months ago. Its a wiggity wiggity weird habit she's picked up. " He shakes his head, pushing his radical shades up. "I'll just have to help her break this unradical habit of hers. "

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Jake I can not express how much I love your sunglasses

“Thanks! They’re pretty bodacious, right?” He chirps, his tail starting to wag happily. “Tor got these for me two or three years ago ‘cause some gnarly jackass broke my other pair. But- I’d rather not think about that.”

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What’s wrong, Jake? You seem a bit strained

He chuckles dryly, rolling his eyes behind his wicked shades. “I’m not really a fan of being called a demon, or Trin pretending I don’t exist. That’s totally bogus, thude.” He pulls a beanbag aside and rests on it, stretching out. “I think I know a perfect way to get her out of hiding though.”

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Hiya Jake! your profile says you're the oldest sibling- does that mean you and Trina have other brothers/sisters? -✨

His ears perk up at this question and he nods, tilting his head slightly. “Yeah I’m the oldest out of seven. Wait. Was she saying she was the only one here again?” He asks. “I swear to god she’s so gonna get it when I finally find her.”

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Hey Jake, you wouldn't happen to be a ghost, would you? Because we have some data suggesting you are no longer with us-

He looks up at the camera he was holding in one paw, his three other paws continuing to search for anything fuzzy. “What? No! I’m not dead, I swear! Trina was being wiggity wiggity wack and lying to you all.” He looks down at the pile, now that everything was tossed aside, and sighs. The oldest Mendel mutters something about cleaning the mess up later before moving onto the next pile of comfort items. He glances up at the camera and adds; “I’m trying to find her, but I don’t know what pile she went into this time.”

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Why hello Jake, my radical homie! How are ya doin?

Jake’s busy looking through all of the piles of beanbags and blankets in an opposite corner over the cave. He’s muttering under his breath, gently snatching up every orange item then setting it aside when he finds out it isn’t Trina. “Oh, I’m doing just tubular, homie,” he responds to you in a strained, happy voice. “How’re you? Hope your day’s going just as radical as mine is!”

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Trina: H,,,he comes and goes sometimes-

Trina: He likes to hang, sometimes he appears in the real world to chill-

Trina: …just don’t tell him I called him that.

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Trina: H,,,he comes and goes sometimes-

Trina: He likes to hang, sometimes he appears in the real world to chill-

Trina: ...just don’t tell him I called him that.

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Hi Trina! My name's Eon, how are ya? -Eon

She’s totally not hiding if thats what you were thinking. Psssh, how ridiculous would that be?

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Hey y'all!! This blog is on paws for a bit.

The next update won't be for a little while bc both mods are busy w/ summer school & other stuff (plus we both just finished She Ra and are having fun exploring the fandom chhxxhcj) hope you guys understand! ❤

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Here’s Jake’s design! Go ham with the asks!

*Talks in radical lingo

*Oldest sibling 

*Very friendly and the nicest out of his siblings

*The teasiest ler ever

*Has killed a man

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Forgot to say in the last post, but both Jake and Trina are open for asks now!