Boomer and Punz had met up for the first time! Boomer had made the flight to Florida and despite the flight being only a couple hours and there being no jet lag boomer for some reason felt pretty winded and like he could be easily overstimulated so he was more than happy when Punz asked if he just wanted to hang at his place for the day instead of going out and then going back to his place! The two were currently lounging on the couch when Punz began to grow hungry and figured boomer probably was as well.
“Hey boomer?” No answer boomer was zoned out into his phone.. he tried again “boomer?” Again no answer “boomer?” he shook his head softly poking boomers side as he said his name again “boomer!” Boomer squeaked softly as he jumped “eek! What?!” Punz’s eyes widened “well I was about to ask if you were hungry and what you wanted to eat but I think food can wait a bit” Punz began advancing towards Boomer and boomers eyes widened.. he would usually never expose this especially so soon but he knew if he got playful or rough tickles he would get overstimulated so he very quickly yelled “NO PLEASE UNLESS THEY’RE SOFT!” Punz stops confused slightly “what? You’re like cool with this as long as it’s soft? Okay” he pulls boomer against him laying back slightly with boomers back on his chest and torso.. Boomers eyes widen “W-what you’re you’re like chill with me liking this and everything? And you’re chill with me wanting it soft?” Punz shrugs and nods slightly “I mean yea it’s just tickling and makes it more fun that you like it and you wanting it soft is fine your comfort matters so it’s fine, but I am curious do you like only like soft or ?” Boomer shakes his head softly “Dude you have no idea how stressed I get over liking this and everything like I get so worried about thinking I’m weird for it and everything… Oh no no I like playful and rough as well it’s just I’m sorta tired right now from the trip so anything besides soft would be overstimulating”
Punz nods “okay okay understandable so you ready?” Boomer nods softly “Yea yea sure, oh and uh for food after anything is good with me pizza or wings whatever” Punz nods “both maybe?” Boomer nods again “yea sure sounds good” Punz smiles “alright then let’s get started” Punz begins gently spidering his hands around boomer’s sides and stomach making him squeak as he twists softly, giggles flowing out of his mouth! “Eek! Frihihicckk nahahhaha!” Punz snickered softly “Dude you must be insanely ticklish cause I’m barely doing anything!” Boomer began to blush a dusty pink as he covered his face “duhuhuddehehe shuhuttt uhuhuppp!” Punz smirks “oh? Does it make it worse hmm? Does it make you flustered?” Boomer whines through his giggles “duuudddhehhe!” Punz laughs softly “I’m right I’m right woo!” He switches to scratching up and down boomer’s ribs getting close to his pits but not quite going in… boomers squeaks softly giggles picking up as he squirms softly “eek! Ahahhaha naahahha! Shihihizzz!” Punz cooed softly “awe does boomie have ticklish ribbies hmm?” Boomers blush was bright red as he shakes his head
“Duhuhuddhehehe ahahha shuhuhutt uhuhuppp yoouurrhehehe sohoho mehwhhahhann!” Punz scoffs “you wanna see mean?” He keeps relatively the same soft scratching but speeds it up as he moves his hands into boomers armpits while whispering tickle into ears! Boomer squeals nearing soft laughter his armpits being possibly his worst spot! It’s not long and he calls for Punz to stop “EEP NAHAHhahhahah OHOkahahayyy ohohokkahahyyy stohohohopp!!!” Punz quickly stops and releases his hold on boomer but boomer stays there a few moments giggling residually before sitting up “uh… thanks” Punz nods “no problem dude, so where do you want pizza from?” Boomer shrugs “uh Pizza Hut?” Punz nods “you got it” not long and he has pizza and wings ordered along with some soda “hey boomer?” Boomer looks over to him “yea?” “I just wanted to say you know anytime you want tickles you can just ask or just like lay on me and raise your arms or something and um I uh…” he rubbed his neck blushing softly “can I uh can I do the same with you?” Boomer blushes and then breaks into a massive grin “thanks and of course big dog!” Punz smiles softly and waits a moment and then lays across boomers lap arms over his face, boomer smiles even wider “soft or what?” Punz shrugs “playful or soft either one” boomer nods “just say stop or whatever when you’re ready for it to end”
summary: boomer wants to bother his friend just for the fun of it. however, other plans are made, and he ends up getting in a bit of a situation of his own.
this is a day late AAAA anyways i believe in ghost boomer supremacy. also this was my first time writing boomer so i hope i did him justice LMAO
warning: this is a sfw tickle fic! don’t read if that makes you uncomfortable :]
cw: situational restraints (one arm tied and held up, one leg held in place)
Everyone knew that Hannah loved plants. Of course, her name was Hannah Rose. So, when she told her friends about the garden that she had started tending to besides her house, no one was surprised.
Hannah would collect seeds whenever walking around, and individually divide them by separating them into small pouches. When she got home, she would label them and place them in chest, and when the ground was at its greatest quality, she would plant the seeds.
No one exactly knew why, but it seemed that whenever Hannah walked, plantlike prospered. Grass would grow tall, flowers would bloom, and trees would sway. So, it was as if gardening was a perfect hobby for her.
Most of the time, she did it alone. The peace and silence in the air was what she needed. Every once in a while, someone walking by would accompany her and make small talk with her as she planted seeds and took care of the garden. Hannah expected to be alone today.
But she was quickly proven wrong.
A cold chill in the air made her shiver, pulling the sleeves of her sweater down tighter. Something was off… but she couldn’t put a finger on why.
“Boo!”
“Ah!”
In a panic, Hannah grabbed a fistful of dirt and threw it at the unexpected guest, and they dodged it with ease. When she turned around, she sighed, chuckling softly. “Hi, Boomer.”
“What’s up, pisser?”
Boomer was Hannah’s friend who would occasionally join her adventures. He was part ghost, and had the tendency to just pop up whenever he wanted, and also scaring the shit out of Hannah.
“What are you doing?” He floated above Hannah, watching her dig hands into the soil.
“I’m planting seeds. Pumpkin seeds, to be precise.”
“Booooo. Boring.” He groaned lightly. “We should go do something fun! Come on, we can go find Purpled and play bedwars or something!”
“Can’t you see that I’m busy?” Hannah chuckled.
“Yeah. Busy being boring.” He grinned, sitting down next to Hannah.
And that was when Hannah’s patience started to be tested. She loved having Boomer as a friend, she really did. But if he started pestering her, he wouldn’t stop. It could get a little irritating at times. He started to ask many questions about the garden, and cracked quite a few jokes. After a while though, Hannah was drained, and needed a small break.
“I’m going inside to grab a couple more seed packs.” Hannah said, standing up. “Stay outside, don’t touch anything. Got it?”
“Roger dodger.” Boomer nodded, saluting her.
The two of them grinned at his silliness, and Hannah waved as she went inside her house momentarily. Boomer stayed put, as instructed, looking around and noticing a chicken about to wander into the garden.
“WHOAAAAA- Whoawhoawhoawhoawhoa! Get out of there!” He stood up, floating over to the chicken and picking it up with his hands. Thank goodness he was only part ghost, and was still able to hold solid items. He turned the chicken around, staring at it in the eyes.
“Why are you looking at me like that?”
“Bawk!”
“Mean?! I wasn’t being mean to her at all! That’s just our way of messing around with each other, dawg!” Boomer shook his head. “Hannah’s my homie, bro!”
“Bawk!”
“Ew, do you smell that?” He sniffed the air. “It’s the smell of your foul ass mouth. How could you say that to me?!”
“Bawk!”
“Bawk!”
“Bawk Bawk!”
“Bawk. Bawk.”
“BAWK!”
Before Boomer could continue to jeer, the chicken jumped out of his hands and floated down to the ground, then ran away into the woods.
“Yeah, bitch! That’s right! I’m the boss around here.” He smirked. He chuckled softly to himself, turning around to look at the side of Hannah’s house.
Was she ever coming back?
And was it just him… or were the vines on her walls longer than they were before?
And were they growing down faster, right in front of his eyes?
Boomer shrugged, turning back around. It was probably nothing. His eyes were just playing tricks on him.
However, he failed to notice that the vine reaching to the ground and wrapping around his arm said otherwise.
Boomer was suddenly picked up from the ground, now standing tall with one arm reaching over his head, and a leafy vine tied around it. Puzzled, he tugged at the vine, attempting to slip right out of it, but the grip was tight.
“Uhhh… Hannah? Hannaaaaah!” He called for his friend. Suddenly, a shriek came from him as he felt another vine start to creep up his leg.
“WHAT THE FUCK?! Get off of me!” He jumped in the air, trying to run away, but this vine clinged to his leg as well, holding him in place. “HANNAH! HANNAH, HELP!”
After a little bit of trial and error to break free, Hannah rushed out the door after overhearing Boomer’s pleas. She turned the corner to see her friend trapped, looking in confusion.
“I… think they took a liking to you.” She said, stepping forward.
“Liking? LIKING?! These things literally have me trapped! Get me out!” Boomer commanded.
“Okay, Okay! Be patient!” She placed a spare slab block down, stepping on it to get a slight height advantage. She grabbed onto Boomer’s side, failing to notice the small yelp that came out of him. Hannah then reached up, attempting to get the vines around his wrist undone.
However, the vines kept moving around, causing Boomer to occasionally fumble in place. To make sure he didn’t fall, Hannah would hold onto his side, squeezing it tight. And the more the vine shook, and the more times she’d have to hold onto him, the more she’d notice his small shrieks that he thought were quiet.
“Boomer! You need to hold still!” Hannah grumbled in annoyance.
“Ihi’m tryihing!” Boomer cracked a grin, squirming in place. Hannah groaned as the vine tugged out of her grasp again, clutching onto Boomer’s stomach instead of his side by accident. His shriek was a lot more noticeable this time, and Hannah turned as he slapped his free hand over his mouth.
“…You’re ticklish.” She realized almost instantly. Boomer’s red face was enough of an answer for her, despite him not saying.
“W-What? No! That’s stupid!” He stuttered. “I’m nohot- no. Hannah. Don’t even think about it- HannAHAHAHAH-!”
Hannah smirked, wrapping two arms around his torso and forming her hands into claws, lightly scratching at his stomach. He instantly broke, laughing and trying to escape her grasp.
“HAHANNAHAHAHA- Fuhuhuck ohoHOFF!” He shrieked, tugging on the vines in an attempt to break free.
“I’m just trying to help you out!” She reached down, tugging at the vine around his leg, then squeezing his knee.
“Yohou suhuHUck!” He shouted as he batted at her with his free hand. He couldn’t move his leg because the vine had it trapped, so he was forced to stay put.
The knee squeezes stopped, and he could hear his friend pull out some sort of weapon. With two quick swings, the vines, while still around his arm and leg, were now cut from the rest of the vines. Not expecting to be freed so suddenly, Boomer stumbled to the ground, falling onto his back.
“Everything okay?” Hannah grinned, kneeling down next to her ghostly friend.
“Yohou’re a bitch.” Boomer chuckled, sitting up and tugging at the leftover vine, still wrapped around his arm.
“Here, let me help.” She reached forward, but Boomer pulled away.
“Fuck no, dawg! You’re just gonna tickle me again!”
“No, but I’ll tickle you if you don’t let me help.”
“I’m not falling for that.”
The two friends stared each other down, grins on both of their faces. Boomer’s was more nervous, and Hannah’s was more devious. She quickly lunged forward, grabbing onto his hips and squeezing them. Boomer shrieked, throwing his head back.
“WHAHAHAHA- DOHON’T!” He cackled, pushing at her hands.
“Bad spot, huh?” Hannah smirked, squeezing above, below, and all around the sensitive area. Instead of a yes or a no, Boomer wheezed and his laughter went silent for a few seconds, and that definitely showed that his answer was yes.
“OHOKAHAY- OHOKAHAHAHAY! IHIHI’LL LEHET YOHOU HEHEHELP!” He agreed. “SHIHIT- HAHAHANNAHAH!”
“Your wish is my command.” She chuckled, stopping her hands and slowly unraveling the vines around his arm. She then removed the vine from his leg, watching as he laid still and caught his breath, still giggly.
“Soho, do your plants always move around like that?” Boomer asked as he sat up.
“Mmm, sometimes.” Hannah shrugged. “It depends on a lot of factors, the weather, my mood, whoever else is around, et cetera.”
“Wait, so what the hell kind of problem did they have with me?” Boomer asked, laughing a little out of pure confusion.
“Well, it’s easy! They were affectionate, and took a liking to you. And given how much you were smiling, it looks like you enjoyed it.” She teased, squeezing at his side a couple of times.
“No I diHIDN’T-! Fuhuck off!” He laughed, lightly slapping her hand away. She only laughed back at him before helping him off of the ground.
The two of them were side by side for the rest of the day. Hannah planted more seeds, taught Boomer a thing or two about gardening, and they even picked some pumpkins out for the fall season. Of course, it was also filled with banter between the two, and Boomer getting his revenge. Or at least attempting to, before Hannah turned the tables. It ended up being a fair fight between the two of them, but it ended with both sprawled out on the ground, laughing happily together.
One thing for sure though, was that plenty of happy memories were made that day.
