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im thankful my nonwhite roommate doesnt sit anywhere wearing just a t-shirt. as in just a t-shirt literally nothing else. and that's probably fine if you live alone. but here? your snail trail, all over the house? the shared house? trailing ???? when i first noticed it i told someone i know and she said yeah thats normal. is that normal...
Day 8: Trapped
Roman is stuck, and Patton has to help him. But whenever Patton tries to help him, Roman keeps laughing and wiggling around. At least he's slowly getting out...
Day 8! Here we come! I hope you all enjoy!
Roman was grunting and pushing against the wall to get himself out. He was stuck in the doggy door that was installed into Patton’s bedroom door. He had tried to see if he could fit…and at first, it seemed like he could fit. but unfortunately, his waist and hips were too big. And when he tried to get himself out the way he came in…he realized he was stuck.
Roman grunted and growled as he pushed and pulled…wiggled and shook…pounded and kicked. You’d think that he would start shouting for help, right?
Well…this is Roman we’re talking about…Roman, the dragonslayer, the hero, the tough one. And no tough person becomes a ‘damsel in distress in need of a hero’, regardless of how screwed he is. So no, he was NOT going to ask for help.
Roman wiggled and tucked his tummy in to try and get out. But it wasn’t working. His hips were what was preventing him from getting out. And no one can possibly tuck in the muscles in their hips…
Behind him, Roman could hear people talking a few rooms away from him.
“Has anyone seen Roman?” Person 1 asked.
“I haven’t.” Person 2 (maybe Virgil) said.
“I did, but that was a few hours ago.” Person 3 (probably Patton) added.
“Perhaps he is hunting and fighting in the mind palace.” Person 1 (now sounds like Logan) said next.
“Yeah, probably.” Person 2 (Virgil) said.
Roman sighed and went back to focusing on getting out of Patton’s doggy door. What size of dog was this doggy door even for?! Pomeranians? Yorkies? Shi Tzus?!
“I need to grab my cat hoodie. I’m freezing!” Patton complained.
Uh oh…Roman tried to hurry up his escape. He did NOT want to be caught like this! Only lord knows what’ll happen if he’s caught like this!
Roman slowly heard a pair of legs walking closer to him. Roman panicked and tried to get himself out as fast as possible. But turning and twisting just hurt his hips more.
Roman widened his eyes as he heard the footsteps stop.
“R-Roman?!” Patton reacted.
Roman hung his head and sighed. “Hiiii Pat…” Roman muttered.
Roman couldn’t hear any more footsteps…so he could safely assume Patton was just standing there, just staring at him.
“...Are you okay?” Patton asked.
Roman sighed. “I’m fine…just stuck.” Roman admitted.
Roman heard as Patton started to walk, and turned the doorknob. He felt as the door opened, and his body moved backwards along with the door. Roman looked up at Patton with nervousness and embarrassment written all over his face.
Patton was just staring…staring at him with a shit-eating grin on his face. “Oh my gosh, this is the best day ever.” Patton said quickly.
Roman groaned. “Just…please don’t say anything else.” Roman said, feeling sheepish.
Patton just chuckled and shrugged his shoulders. “Okay.” Patton replied. He gently pushed the door closed, and started to walk away.
“Wait- Where are you going?” Roman asked.
“I’ll be right back! Just give me 2 minutes.” Patton said over his shoulder.
Roman sighed and hung his head. While he waited, he started to count the seconds. 1…5…9…13…17…
21…25…29…33…
37…41…45…49…
53…57…1:01…1:05-
“I’m back!” Patton said, walking up behind Roman.
“Hi…That took one minute and 5 seconds.” Roman told him.
Patton giggled. “I’m glad I didn’t keep you waiting…”
Roman cleared his throat. “So…Let me explain how I got stuck like this.”
“No need to.” Patton told him.
Roman widened his eyes. “Wait, really?” Roman reacted.
“Really.” Patton replied. “It doesn’t matter how you got stuck, or why you tried it. All that matters right now, is that we get you out before dinner.” Patton told him.
Roman smiled and blushed a little bit. Patton is being way too kind to him right now.
“How do you suggest we get you out?” Patton asked.
“Well…I’ve tried wiggling and twisting myself…but it’s my hips that are stuck.” Roman told him.
“I see…” Patton replied.
Roman turned to try and look through any sort of piggy hole in the doggy door. But there were none to be found. “Are you gonna help me? Or…” Roman asked.
“Yeah, hold on.” Patton grabbed Roman’s hips, and started to wiggle his middle around a bit. “Try tucking in your tummy.” Patton told him. “I’ve tried that already, Patton…” Roman reminded him.
Patton chuckled and looked up for a moment. “Then try again.” Patton told him.
Roman sighed and tucked in his stomach as much as he could. Patton tried to pull and wiggle Roman out. But no matter how much Roman tucked in his stomach, it was just not working.
Patton cleared his throat as he let go and opened the door. “Let’s see if I can squish your stomach down for you.” Patton told him.
“Really?” Roman asked.
“It’s worth a try, right?” Patton asked.
Roman groaned. “I guess…”
Patton tried pushing down Roman’s stomach a little bit. “Try wiggling out.” Patton told him.
Roman started twisting and turning while Patton maneuvered some of Roman’s stomach fat. Roman hung his head and started giggling as he struggled to get himself out.
Patton laughed. “Awww, it’s good to see you laughing through this issue.” Patton said.
Roman snorted. “Yohohou’re tihihickling mehehehe!” Roman told him.
Patton widened his eyes and let go of him. “Oh! I’m sorry! That was not my intention.” Patton told him.
Roman chuckled and sighed. “It’s fine…It honestly could’ve been a lot worse…” Roman mentioned.
“True…you could be stuck in your padre’s doggy door.” Patton reminded him.
Roman whined and hung his head with a blush. “Shut up…” Roman mumbled.
Patton just laughed at his reaction. “I’m not judging you. I’m just teasing you.” Patton told him as he knelt down in front of Roman. “Now: I want you to squish your stomach down while I pull. Okay?” Patton asked.
Roman sighed. “Sure.”
Patton opened the door, walked to the back of Roman. Roman could feel Patton grabbing Roman’s hips and pulling.
Roman gasped and covered his mouth, screeching loudly. “NoooOOOO!” Roman yelled.
Patton widened his eyes and let go of him. “Sorry!” Patton reacted. “Did I tickle you again?”
Roman blushed slightly. “Mmmmm…Mhm…” Roman mumbled.
Patton bit his lip. “Well…I can’t think of any other way to get you out…except for that.” Patton admitted.
Roman bit his lip as he thought for a moment. “...Fine. Try it again.” Roman told him.
Patton blinked…then wrapped his hands around Roman’s hips again. When he got a good grip, Patton started pulling.
Roman couldn’t help the big smile that filled his face. He hung his head and finally burst out laughing. “AHAHAHAhahahaha! PAhahahahat!” Roman laughed, struggling to get Patton to let go of him.
“Wiggle around! Try to get yourself out!” Patton ordered.
But Roman didn’t need to do anything extra. He was doing what was expected of him. Roman was wiggling around, giggling and laughing himself silly. “Ihihihi cahahahan’t!” Roman told him.
“Yes you can! You’re strong, Roman! Just keep wiggling!” Patton ordered.
Roman didn’t even have to think in order to wiggle. He was already wiggling around from all the tickles Patton was unintentionally giving him.
Meanwhile, Patton just kept on adjusting his grip on Roman, and pulling. He soon found that gripping Roman’s pants were only making Roman’s pants fall down. So, he pulled up Roman’s pants, before wrapping his arms under his shirt, and around Roman’s upper torso to pull there.
Roman’s laughter went up a notch the moment Patton started gripping his skin. Roman’s clothing was a tiny lifesaver for his ticklishness. But with Patton grabbing only skin…that just made him even MORE ticklish!
“AAhahahaha! HAHAHAhahaHAHAHA! PAHAHATTOHOHON PLEHEHEHEASE!” Roman laughed.
“Just hold on a liiiittle longer!” Patton told him with a pleading tone.
Patton had kept on going because something awesome was happening: Roman was slowly starting to slide out of the doggy door! Miraculously, the tickling, of all things, was actually helping the prince get out!
“PLEHEHEHEASE! IHIHIHI NEEHEHEHEHEED AHAHA BREHEHEAK!” Roman begged.
“Already?! But we’re almost there!” Patton reacted.
“NOHOHO WE’RE NOHOHOT!” Roman argued.
Patton grunted. “So…Close…” Patton muttered. He could feel the grip on Roman’s stomach getting looser and looser by the second.
But Patton widened his eyes and froze. The only thing that was filling his ears were Roman’s laughter…and the loud banging sounds that had suddenly erupted!
As it would turn out, Roman had started pounding his fists against the ground as he hung his head and continued to laugh.
As soon as Patton realized it was Roman making all that racket, Patton stopped pulling. “Alright, alright. I heard you.” Patton told him before letting go.
Roman seemed to stop laughing almost immediately, and dissolved into long, much-needed breaths. Patton smiled and just let Roman calm down slowly. “Would you like some water before we continue?” Patton asked.
Roman cleared his dry throat. “Y-Yeah…*huff*...please.” Roman replied.
Patton nodded and walked to the kitchen and grabbed some water in a glass.
“Did you find Roman?” Virgil asked.
Patton nodded. “Yup. He’s hanging out with me.” Patton told him.
Virgil nodded as he went back to eating cookies. “Cool.”
Patton grabbed a straw, stuck it into the glass and walked back with the water. When he arrived, Patton opened the door and gave Roman the water. Roman drank all the water down in a matter of minutes. His throat was really dry, and it had been 30 minutes since he had been found.
When Roman was ready to keep going, he knocked on the door. Patton took that as the right signal. “Alright!” Patton said as he grabbed his hips and started to pull again.
Roman’s laughter filled the room for another 10 seconds…before a yelp filled the room next. Patton gasped as he let go of Roman’s hips and fell onto his back to the ground.
“Ow-” Patton sat up quickly. “Roman! You’re free!” Patton reacted.
Roman looked up, and noticed the doggy door in front of him…
Oh my gosh…He WAS free!
Roman got up onto his feet and offered Patton a hand. “Want help up?” Roman asked.
Patton giggled and took his hand, getting up. “Why, thank you!” Patton replied.
“No problem, Padre.” Roman responded.
Roman looked up and smiled as he saw Logan walking up to him. “Well, aren’t you adorable?” Logan joked.
Patton laughed. “Don’t you mean, a-door-able?” Patton teased, looking at Roman with a wink.
Roman chuckled nervously and looked away, scratching the back of his head. Patton continued to laugh at his own pun as he walked away with Roman, leaving Logan both cringing and confused.
I thoroughly enjoyed writing this fanfic a bit more than the others so far. Probably because it's a fun trope to play with...and because I like Roman and Patton's interactions in this. I have a bit of a relationship like this with someone...family, actually. But the relationship dynamic is often overrun by difficult history that spills into our relationship now...However, when the time comes and I gain the courage, I will bring up the past and try to resolve it with him.
Surprise!
(via Ugnasaur)
Dear Gus,
Mom’s friend Dani came over for dinner on the back porch tonight while I tried to get some work done in the office. You thought that gave you a great opportunity to sneak up on me and yell into the cat door we inherited.
Dad.
Little Rock, Arkansas. 9.14.2020. - 7.08pm.
Patton's Cookie Escape (GONE WRONG)
Patton tries to escape from the pantry with a box of cookies. But he ends up getting himself stuck in the doggy door! Thankfully, Patton isn't alone for long, and Janus tries to both free Patton, and take advantage...
Yay! I'm on time again! Whoop whoop! Thank goodness for this week off work! I'm getting LOADS done! Now, please enjoy this extra long fanfic for today!
This is Tickletober Day 15: Stuck
“PATTON, WHAT DID I SAY ABOUT STEALING FROM THE DOWNSTAIRS PANTRY?!” Logan shouted from the pantry.
Patton giggled to himself as he quickly sprinted up the stairs with a box of cookies and pushed the door to the basement right open. Patton accidentally tripped on the last stair, but quickly took off sprinting after getting himself up. Patton sprinted through the hallway, towards the back door and tried to turn the door knob. But...the door wouldn’t open! He tried pushing and pushing, but the door wouldn’t open no matter what he did! So, Patton looked around and tried to think of another exit in the house. Could he crawl out a window without breaking the cookies upon impact? Probably not. Could he use another door? Well considering Logan had probably blocked off the front door, Most likely not.
Finally, Patton looked at the back door and gasped. The doggy door! Patton forgot about the doggy door! So, Patton set to work to escape. He pushed the cookies through the flap, and started crawling himself in the doggy door. He managed to get his shoulders through the doggy door in a diagonal angle, and worked his ribs and belly through the doggy door frame. That seemed to get through the door pretty nicely!
Now, his hips. Patton pushed his hips into the tiny door frame and tried to push himself through. But, his hips didn’t fit! They were too big! Patton struggled a little more, and tried to wiggle his hips through. But he just couldn’t get his hips through! He was just too thick in the hips! Patton mentally cursed his feminine hips as he tried and failed to push himself through. No! Come on, stupid butt! Get through!
Patton finally gave up and decided that the doggy door was a no go. So, he started slowly sliding his body backwards to get back into the house. But...his body wouldn’t move. His belly was capable of contorting, but it wouldn’t be enough to slide himself out!
“...Uh oh…” Patton said quietly to himself as he realized he was stuck. Patton struggled a little bit more, but soon gave up. Patton’s frustration soon turned into slight panic as he wondered just how long he was gonna be stuck here. “H-Hello? Logan? Can you help me? I’m stuck!” Patton yelled for his friend.
There was no response. Patton widened his eyes as his mind started to swirl with panic.
“Logan?! LOGAN! VIRGIL! ROMAN?! JANUS?! REMUS! SOMEONE HELP!” Patton shouted. Patton tried kicking the ground with his toes. “HELLOOO? HELLOOO?!” Patton shouted. “LOGAN! PLEASE HELP ME! I’M SORRY I TOOK THE COOKIES! JUST PLEASE HELP MEE!” Patton begged.
Patton hung his head as he realized yelling for Logan would be no use. Logan must’ve walked up the steps and into his room, and there was no way he was gonna be able to hear anything from there.
He had really done it this time. All for a box of freaking cookies! Patton growled and pushed the cookies aside. He wasn’t hungry for them now. He was too busy trying to get himself out of the mess he got himself into.
Patton waited a few minutes for someone to notice his beige-colored pants, his black socks and his big butt on the inside of the doggy door.
Thankfully, it didn’t take long for someone to see Patton’s legs sticking out of the back door. Whoever it was, made themself known by dropping the stuff in their hand in pure awe. Patton gasped and struggled to listen. “Hello?” Patton asked.
Whoever the person was, was silent for a moment. But then, the father heard something:
“Patton?!” Someone reacted.
“Hello?! Who’s there? Can you help me?” Patton asked.
But the person bursted into high-pitched laughter at the scene in front of him. “HOHOHOLY CRAHAP! HAHAHAHAHA! How...how did yohou-” the person asked, grabbing his foot and his leg.
Patton let out a sigh of relief. They were gonna help me! “Thank you! Just pull me-AHAHA!” Patton ordered before guffawing.
The person had grabbed Patton’s thigh and squeezed it, tickling him in the process! “Sohorry! Just please be careful! My legs are a little ticklish.” Patton told them.
“That’s alright.” The person replied.
“Who are you?” Patton asked.
“It’s Janus!” he replied.
Janus?...Oh yeah! Deceit! That was Deceit’s name! Patton forgot about that for a moment. “Hi Janus! I uh...got a little stuck.” Patton told him.
Janus chuckled. “Really? I didn’t know that. I thought you were just sitting here playing.” He replied sarcastically.
Patton groaned. “Please no more jokes till I’m out.” Patton begged.
“No promises.” Janus replied. Eh...fair enough.
Patton sighed and tried to wiggle himself free a little. Though he managed to wiggle himself back and forth, he still couldn’t get through with his big hips and butt being too big with the door.
“Ihihi looks like you got yourself stuck in there pretty good!” Janus reacted.
“You think?” Patton replied.
“Do you need me to pull you out?” Janus asked.
Patton nodded his head. “Yes please!” Patton begged.
“Okay.” Janus grabbed onto Patton’s ankles and started pulling Patton backwards. Patton tried to push himself out as much as he could, but he could barely do anything thanks to his arms being outside the doggy door. Finally, Janus stopped pulling. “Goodness gracious Patton! Why in the world did you think crawling through this door was a good idea?!” Janus asked.
“I don’t know. I don’t wanna talk about it. Just please get me out of here?” Patton begged.
Janus looked at the man in surprise. He could tell Patton was agitated with himself, but...why? “You don’t need to be mad at yourself. We’re working on it. Alright?” Janus told him.
Patton sighed and rested his chin on his hand while Janu tried to think of how to get him out. Not really thinking, Janus grabbed onto Patton’s lower thigh and tried pulling. But Patton jolted and squeaked! “HEY! Whoa...What did I say about being careful, Janus?!” Patton asked.
Janus was growing tired of Patton’s attitude. He understood Patton may be annoyed that this happened, but that doesn’t mean he needs to let his anger out at him! But Janus’s thoughts started to turn into an idea. It seemed like the ticklish thighs gave him an idea on how to cheer him up…
“Hey Patton?” Janus called.
“Yeah?” Patton responded.
“I’m gonna call someone to help us out, and keep you company until they come over.” Janus explained.
Patton nodded. “Uuuuh...Okay.” Patton replied. “You can’t pull me out like this?” Patton clarified.
“I can try, but it’d be quicker if we just called someone to help cut you free and lower the risk of hurting you.” Janus explained.
Patton nodded, putting full trust in the man. “Thank you Janus.” Patton said thankfully.
“Of course! It’s the least I can do for a toddler.” Janus joked.
Patton was about to say something, but quickly stopped when he realized what Janus just said. “I-...What?” Patton reacted. “I am not a toddler.” Patton reacted.
“Technically you’re not, but you certainly proved yourself to be a toddler...” Janus mentioned, poking Patton’s foot to refer to Patton’s tight situation.
Patton sighed. “Promise not to tell anyone except for the person helping me?” Patton pleaded, feeling embarrassed by his circumstance.
Janus smirked to himself as he put his phone down beside him. “Yup! I can do that.” Janus replied. “And while you’re waiting…” Janus started scratching on the sensitive inner skin of Patton’s thigh.
Patton squeaked and started kicking almost right away! “Hehehey! JANUS! This is no time for-” Patton’s protests had fallen on deaf ears as Janus only added a few fingers to the scratching. “GahahAHAHAHAMES! JAHAHAN!” Patton shouted at him.
“Yes Patton?” Janus responded.
“KNOHOHOCK IHIHIT OHOHOFF!” Patton ordered.
Janus giggled. “I’ll knock it off once you knock off the attitude.” Janus replied with a smirk on his face. The reality was: even if Patton stopped his attitude right then and there, Janus probably would’ve continued to tickle him. This was an unbelievably convenient scenario where Patton could only move so much. And the best part? It wasn’t Janus’s fault at all! It was Patton’s own fault for getting himself into this mess! So that made everything justified!
“Ohoho COHOHOME OHOHON!” Patton shouted back at him as another pair of fingers started tickling his other stuck thigh. “HAHAHAHA! StAHAHAP IHIHIT!” Patton begged.
“Okay. Just one more thing:” Janus told him as he retreated his hands from his thighs.
Janus scooted himself a little closer and gave Patton’s hips a squeeze. Patton jolted in surprise! “aaAAEEK! Uh oh...WAHAIT NOOHOHOHOHOHO!” Patton shouted before falling into a fit of laughter. Janus was only squeezing his hips. That was all he was doing! It was one simple act, that was turning Patton into a giggly mess. “PLEHEHEHEASE! WHYHYHY TIHIHIHICKLIHIHING?!” Patton asked him.
“Because you got yourself into this mess! And I wanna make sure you never get yourself in this mess ever again. How do I do that without scarring you mentally or physically? Why, by tickling you, of course!” Janus explained. “And I happened to hear from a nosey bird, that you happen to like tickling.” Janus mentioned.
Patton rested his useless hands onto the concrete ground while he giggled and laughed with a slight blush on his face. The truth was, he wasn’t exactly wrong in his statement…
Janus soon started tickling Patton’s lower belly with one hand, and resumed his thigh-tickling with his other hand. Patton squealed helplessly and hung his head as laughter overcame the father. “NOHOHOT MYHYHY BEHEHEHELLYYYYY!” Patton squealed.
“Ooooh. Okay! Looks like I’m going for the knees a little early then.” Janus declared with a smirk as he pinned Patton’s calf down and started skittering a finger behind Patton’s knee.
“WAIT- Nohohot thehere! Cohohome ohohon! Ihihihi’m gohohoing crahahazyhyhy!” Patton begged.
Janus guffawed. “Your laughter dropped in volume! How could you be going crazy if your laughter had dropped significantly?” Janus asked.
Patton attempted to lift his leg up, but he couldn’t no matter how much he tried. To make things worse, Janus had decided to lay on both calves and switch between tickling the left knee pit, and the right knee pit. Right, left. Right for a while, left for a second then back to right! Then, left for a while, right for a little and back to left for a while! Patton was giggling and pushing against the doggy door frame in a struggle to get away. Everything in Patton was screaming for him to go forward to escape the hands, but this only got Patton MORE stuck than he was!
Patton shook his head and covered his face in embarrassment. “Plehehehehease stahahahap! Thihihihis ihihis ehehembahaharrassihihing!” Patton begged.
“Okay. I suppose I can give you a break.” Janus offered and wiped away the ghost tickles.
Patton took in some breath and took a few minutes to recuperate his oxygen. He was growing tired from the tickling, and his lungs were slightly limited due to his stuck situation.
“Hey Patton...you okay?” Janus asked.
Patton nodded. “Yeah, I am. Can you help me out now? Or is that helper here?” Patton asked.
Janus smiled and looked to his right. Another person was standing beside Janus, trying not to burst out laughing. “Hello Logan. Can you please help the poor Patton please? He’s stuck in the doggy door that’s not even meant for him.” Janus explained briefly.
Patton’s eyes widened in horror. “LOGAN?!” Patton shouted.
Logan bursted out laughing at Patton, revealing his presence to the father. Patton groaned and covered his face with his hands. “Yup! The helper is here! And by helper, I mean Logan Sanders!” Janus told him.
Patton whined. “JANUS!” Patton shouted at him.
“What? You wanted help, didn’t you?” Janus teased.
“But-...Janus!” Patton shouted back, not wanting to reveal his house crime.
“The reason why he doesn’t want me here, is because I was a witness to his cookie-stealing crime.” Logan explained.
Janus gasped and let out a long “Ooooooh!” upon putting the pieces together. “You were escaping Logan by going through the door, so you could eat your cookies in the backyard!” Janus put together outloud.
Patton growled and started getting very annoyed. He swung his fists around in childish anger. “I WANT OUT OF HERE!” Patton ordered.
“Oh my! It looks like Patton is in another angry mood! Looks like my tickling didn’t do enough!” Janus reacted.
Logan giggled. “Tickling, huh?” Logan clarified.
“Yeah. Strange how it didn’t work. Should I try again?” Janus asked.
“Sounds like a wonderful idea! Can I help?” Logan replied and asked.
“Sure!” Janus replied happily.
“Have you tried his toes yet?” Logan asked next.
Janus gasped and gave himself a facepalm. “No! I haven’t! I’m such a dummy!” Janus reacted.
“Oooh! Want me to help you with that? I think if we tickle him and pull, we may be able to get him out!” Logan plotted.
Patton squeaked and covered his mouth in fear, yet slight excitement.
Janus smirked and nodded. “That’s a great idea! Let’s do it!” Janus declared.
Logan went for the left foot, while Janus went for the right one. They grabbed Patton’s ankle’s with one hand, and started skittering their fingers on both of Patton’s feet at the same time.
“BAAAHAHAHAHA! WAHAHAIT, DOHOHOHOHON’T! HAHAHAHAHA!” Patton shouted. The ticklish father held his head in ticklish shock, and wiggled everywhere he could despite the little room.
“One…” Janus counted.
Logan nodded. “Two…” Logan continued.
“THREE!” They both yelled at once and pulled as hard as they could!
Patton’s belly and ribs came sliding into the house! But thanks to the angle, Patton’s body quickly halted at the shoulders. His upper ribs, his shoulders and his head were the only things sticking out the door! While this made laughing a lot easier, this also posed a problem for getting the rest of his body inside the house.
But as it turns out, Patton already knew what to do because he was already turning his body on an angle! “Okay! My shoulders should be able to fit now.” Patton told them.
“Okay. On 3!” Logan told him.
“THREE!” Janus shouted quickly and pulled Patton’s ankle. Logan blinked in surprise at the disobedient action, but smiled upon seeing Patton’s body pop out of the doggy door and back inside the house! “WE DID IT!” Janus shouted excitedly.
Logan smiled and high-fived the deceitful side. “Exceptional job, Janus!” Logan complimented proudly.
Patton was laying there, giggling his lungs out. He was still giggling from the ghost tickles that were plaguing both of his feet.
Janus smiled and walked up to Patton with a hand out. “You want some help up?” Janus offered. Patton smiled, grabbed his hand and used it to get himself up.
...But not before pulling Janus down and attempting to tickle him back.
Janus didn’t react to any of the squeezes or finger skitters on his ribs, armpits or sides. He just lifted himself up and turned his body around onto his back and laid there. Patton’s smile started to drop as he realized he wasn’t ticklish in any of the spots he was trying. But then, Patton tried his neck…
“EEEP! Pahahatton...dohohon’t yohohou even- heheHEY!” Janus squeaked, pushing away the fingers as best he could. Patton’s smile immediately returned! He found a ticklish spot! It’s not bad, but it’s certainly something!
Patton kept Janus in a constant stream of giggles by tickling as many of the available neck spots as possible, to keep him guessing. Finally, Janus fell into louder, more bubbly giggles as Patton tickled both sides of his neck at once! It seemed like Janus had taken on Thomas’s infamous ticklish spot! So, Patton happily got his revenge for a little while.
And even though Janus got a much more satisfying counter revenge against Patton, it was still cute to be able to see Janus all giggly and adorable. Patton would eventually decide that getting stuck in the doggy door led to some bittersweet results in the end! Even if it was a little embarrassing.
Less than a week later, Patton got himself stuck in the doggy door again.