The Logic of Voodoo Dolls
Remus had created a voodoo doll of Logan. And what is he gonna plan to do with it? Well tickle it, of course!
This prompt was suggested by @little-lee-lo-simp. I hope you enjoy the fanfic! And no, I never forgot about this prompt.
Remus hummed to himself softly while he sewed the tie onto the inside of the t-shirt. Then, Remus tied a knot into the thread and cut the string from the tie. “Aaaah, DONE!” Remus declared, holding his doll up to the sky.
The item he was holding, was a doll. A voodoo doll...made to look exactly like Logan!
“It’s perfect!” Remus opened the zipper on the back and squealed as he opened a jar. He grabbed a pair of tweezers, reached into the jar, and pulled out a blue thread from the jar and a hair along with it. He had strands of Logan bits for years now and finally, he could use them for the perfect purpose!
Remus put the blue thread and the hair into the inner fluff of the voodoo doll and zipped up the zipper. Now, if he did this correctly, he can control Logan’s body!
Remus walked around with the doll and contemplated doing something terrible to him. He contemplated making him feel horrible things! TERRIBLE THINGS! Like a knife wound! A paper cut! A STAB RIGHT IN THE HEART WITH A NEEDLE! A KNIFE IN THE EYE! AN AMPUTATION! SURGERY WITHOUT ANESTHESIA!
But none of that would be satisfying for Remus. What he needed, was the perfect way to leave him so confused, so terrified, so nervewracked that he can’t take any second of it. But it just won’t stop!
He knew just the thing:
Remus grabbed a feather out of his jar of bird feathers, and looked toward the teeny button sewn on for a tiny belly button.
[In Logan’s room:]
Logan was doing some research alongside Thomas. He was so invested in the research that he forgot how to look away and take a break.
But one little flutter...was all it took to get him out of his research trance. Logan jumped a teeny bit, and looked down at his belly. What was that?! A bug? Lint from his shirt? Did his shirt tickle him by accident? Logan didn’t know.
Logan decided to ignore it for now, and return to the research. He wasn’t worried about it. Not at all.
But it came back. And for longer this time! The fluttering feeling plagued him, and made him wanna smile and wiggle! But Logan wouldn’t dare do such a thing!
“Logan, did you hear me?” Thomas asked.
Logan hummed, sounding slightly strained. The fluttering hadn’t stopped.
“Oh my god...Logan are you okay?” Thomas asked.
Thankfully, the fluttering decided to stop as Logan started to answer. “Yes, I’m okay. Apologies.”
“It’s alright. You just...you looked constipated.” Thomas told him.
Logan widened his eyes and awkwardly looked around. “Oh...Wonderful.”
A couple seconds later, the fluttering was back! And this time, stronger and fluffier than ever! Logan gasped rather quietly and covered his mouth to prevent anything from coming out. But his body was BEGGING to let out every little squeak and giggle.
“Isn’t that cool, Logan?” Thomas asked, looking to Logan. “...Logan?”
Logan quickly checked his belly button, and realized there was no bug on his belly or anything! The fluttering was happening still, and it was gonna make him break if it didn’t stop.
“What’s the matter? Is your stomach bothering you?” Thomas asked.
“Mmm-You c-could say thahat…” Logan mentally cursed as he let a giggle escape.
Thomas blinked and leaned back a bit in surprise. Did...He just giggle? “Uhuhuh...Something is happening, and I’m not sure what it is, nor how to fix it-”
Logan let out a breath of relief as the fluttering stopped. “I’m...okay. I promise.” Logan told him, still trying to keep his composure.
“Mm hmm…” Thomas didn’t really believe him, and proceeded to watch him.
“Though I will admit I don’t know what- aaAAAH!” Logan quickly covered his mouth as the fluttering started up but this time, it felt like a pencil was wiggling around in there! NO! NOT THAT!
Thomas widened his eyes and watched as Logan held his stomach and covered his mouth desperately.
“What in the world- Are you in pain? Or what?” Thomas asked. “Are you trying not to yawn?”
Logan shook his head. “It-it...well…” Logan didn’t know how to explain it.
“Well…?” Thomas asked.
The pencil feeling dipped into his belly button…
“EEP!” Logan screeched, feeling it poke in the middle of his belly button.
“What happened?” Thomas asked.
Logan finally started giggling, catching Thomas off guard. “Ihihihit tihihicklehes!” Logan told him.
Thomas lifted up Logan’s shirt and to his surprise, there was nothing there that could’ve been tickling him. So why was he laughing from ticklishness?
Logan’s giggles were now free and ready to control him as the tickly feeling moved to his hips. Logan giggled and laughed as a feeling that felt like fingers, started fluttering and occasionally digging inside Logan’s hips.
“Whahahahat ihihihis gohohohoihihing ohohon?” Logan asked.
“I have no idea! But whatever it is, I am loving it!” Thomas admitted.
Logan held his belly and hips while doubling over with even stronger laughter. “NOHOHOHO DIGGIHIHIHING!” Logan begged.
Thomas smiled. “I think I might understand what’s going on.” Thomas told him.
“Whahaha- AAAAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!” Logan fell to the ground and bursted out into wild cackles as his belly button AND one of his hips was toyed with. Logan’s feet were kicking all over the place while his glasses were surprisingly staying on his face for the most part.
“Voodoo? Is this voodoo by any chance?” Thomas asked.
“VOHOHOHOODOHOHOO?” Logan asked.
“Yeah! Someone’s using voodoo magic on you!” Thomas told him.
“FAHAHALSEHOHOHOHOHOD!” Logan yelled. “WHOHOHO WOULD-”
Suddenly, all the tickles stopped! No tickles! None! Logan quickly took in the air around him and used it to fill his body with oxygen once again. Logan huffed and puffed tiredly, and looked to Thomas with a look of embarrassment, and desperation. “I don’t know if it’s gonna happen again.” Logan admitted, being worried.
“It’ll probably happen again. I didn’t know you were so ticklish though!” Thomas admitted, wiggling his fingers.
“Yeheah...Don’t tickle me.” Logan ordered.
“Aww…” Thomas muttered, dropping his fingers with disappointment.
Logan sighed and fixed his glasses. “How inconvenient and embarrassing…”
“I think you mean ‘How fun and adorable’. Right?” Thomas teased.
Logan gave Thomas a look of annoyance as he got up onto his feet and straightened his tie.
Suddenly, the tickling started up again but this time, on Logan’s belly! Logan couldn’t hide it this time around, and bursted out giggling almost immediately.
Thomas smiled and tilted his head. “Awwww!” He reacted, going through some cuteness overload.
Logan shook his head and growled. “NOHOHOHOT AHAHAHAWW!” Logan fought.
“Yes awww! Such awww! All the awww’s!” Thomas replied back.
“NOHOHOHOHO!” Logan whined.
Thomas smiled and leaned in, blowing a raspberry onto Logan’s belly. This threw Logan into hysterics beyond imaginable!
Logan threw his arms up and cackled frantically while pushing Thomas away from him. “NOHOHOHOT YOHOHOHOU TOHOHOHOO!”
“Yes, me too! I wanna tickle you too!” Thomas told him.
“UHUHUNFAHAHAHAIR!” Logan shot at him.
“Yeah yeah yeah, go back to laughing.” Thomas told him with a smirk.
Logan, sure enough, went back to laughing. His laugh was really contagious, to the point that even Thomas was starting to laugh a little in reaction! It sounded snorty, giggly, hiccupy, and all the laughter mixed into one! It definitely made him more human-like as well.
Then, Thomas started leaning in and teasing the poor man!
“Is your belly really this ticklish?”
Logan’s laughter was the only answer given to him throughout the whole moment, so he had to improvise.
“How adorable! Listen to that laughter! Such cute and nerdy little giggles!”
That made Logan’s face heat up with a blush the color of watermelon. The freckles could even be misinterpreted for watermelon seeds! And the big freckles? Well...Black watermelon seeds. Cause those are a thing too!
“Hey Logan! How many tickles does it take to make an octopus laugh?” Thomas asked.
Logan giggled and pushed Thomas. “STAHAHAP WIHIHITH THEHEHE JOHOHOHOHOKES!”
“No way! You love them, so why would I stop?” Thomas reacted. “And the answer is Ten-tickles.” Thomas told him.
Logan groaned through his laughter and continued to laugh till the sun shined.
“Aww, it wasn’t that bad, was it?” Thomas asked.
In a couple seconds, the tickling finally stopped. The phantom tickles continued to plague him but the actual tickles were gone. Whatever had happened, was now unable to be proven until the person that voodooed Logan started up again.
Suddenly, a door burst open and a man in green, holding a doll, had walked in. “Heeeeey Thomas!” The person greeted.
Now it was Thomas’s turn to groan. “Hi Remus…”
“Awww, why the long faaaace?” Remus asked. “I could make you giggle with just a single touch. I just need to remove the blue string from the back of this voodoo doll I made!” Remus told him.
“AHA! It WAS a voodoo doll! I KNEW IT!” Thomas yelled.
“Ihit...was you...Ihihi shohould’ve...kn-nown…” Logan spoke slowly.
“Yessss! It WAS me! Are you surprised by the tickle tickle tickles?” Remus teased.
Logan covered up his face. “No.”
“But...tickles are evil!” Remus told him. “They have a brutal history!”
Logan ran to Remus and tried to get the doll back. But the moment he tried lifting his armpits while reaching upwards, Remus just poked his armpits multiple times to catch him off guard. Logan yelped and dropped his arms, but attempted to reach up again. Remus poked his armpits a few more times, and kept the voodoo doll out of his reach. Logan was growing annoyed at Remus’s antics, and finally decided to use his own antics against him: He tickled Remus’s armpits. Remus squeaked and threw his arms down, growing surprised at Logan’s boldness. Logan continued to tickle him despite getting his hand stuck, and finally, with some fighting and determination, managed to get the doll into his grasp.
Remus huffed and breathed somewhat heavily the moment the tickling stopped, and Remus was now doll-less. Logan unzipped the zipper on the back, knowing generally how a voodoo doll worked. He quickly noticed the Thomas hair that was in there, and the blue string that had made itself comfortable in the clutches of the doll. So that was how the thing worked!
Then, Logan quickly remembered the bit of string he got from Remus’s shirt while fighting. He removed the blue string from its back, picked up a sparkly patch from Remus’s shirt and placed it in there. With the voodoo doll ready, Logan closed the back up tightly and started tickling right away.
Remus doubled over and SCREAMED! “HOHOHOLY SHIHIHIHIHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!”
“Having any regrets yet?” Logan teased.
“NOHOHOHO! HEHEHEHELL NAHAHAHAW!” Remus yelled back.
Logan sighed and started squeezing the hips. “Suit yourself then.”
Remus guffawed at the spot, and flopped to the floor. He grabbed onto his belly, kicked his feet everywhere and laughed like the end of the world was afoot.
Logan couldn’t help but giggle at Remus’s reactions while he tickled him. It was such a funny thing to see Remus laugh so manically and yet, quite joyfully. The funniest and predictable part about the whole thing was that Remus was enjoying it! Enjoying it a lot too!
Remus wiggled around and threw his arms around like a crazy baby. It was crazy, yet predictable that Logan got the upper hand in the whole operation. Of COURSE the logical one would dominate the impulsive one! That was usually a cliche.
However, Remus was smart in his own ways. Remus got himself up despite the tickles, and jumped into Logan’s arms, completely throwing all his deadweight onto him.
Logan shrieked and flopped to the ground, voodoo doll dropped in the process. Remus then started tickling his armpits, ribs, belly, and hips down and up, down and up again in that order.
Logan completely lost all composure and laughed himself beyond his years. It had been literally forever since he had laughed this hard. Way too long in Patton’s opinion, probably.
So...Remus got to have his fun. Two times! Logan gave Remus a little bit of a fight though. He was going to get that voodoo doll one way or another eventually. But maybe…
...Maybe it’s best to laugh it out for now.
