Lucy keeps bothering Schroeder while he's practicing piano. And unfortunately for him (or fortunately for her), she has now found out his one weakness: he's very ticklish...
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This fanfic is inspired by this post by @comfytickles. :3
Schroeder was playing some songs on his little red toy piano, content to be playing the music made by his favorite composers. Wolfgang Amadeus Mozart, Johann Sebastian Bach, Frédéric Chopin…and his absolute favorite artist, Ludwig Van Beethoven. A man of pure class and authenticity. Pure genius beyond comprehension. Even now, centuries later, his music is forever admired. And Schroeder will make sure Beethoven’s music will live on through his own playing on his little piano.
“Oh Schroeder~” Someone called.
Schroeder mentally groaned. He knew this voice way too well…it was Lucy, hoping to get him to notice her. Not wanting to give her what she wanted, Schroeder tried to ignore the voice as best he could, and just focus on playing the piano. He played the notes as he knew them, specifically playing Sonata No. 23 in F Minor, Op. 57 “Appassionata” by Beethoven. He focused on the notes as he played this melodramatic piece.
“Hello?” The person called, waving a hand in Schroeder’s face.
Despite the hand blocking his vision, Schroeder knew this toy piano’s notes off by heart and managed to successfully play through her disturbances without losing his spot in the piece. “Fine…be like that.” The person said, before walking away.
Schroeder looked up from the piano for a moment. “Huh?” He asked, confused. Though he mentally congratulated himself for ignoring her long enough, he grew confused as to why she had walked away so easily. Lucy was NEVER that easy to get rid of…she was like a flea on a dog! She stuck to his piano like glue, whether he wanted her to or not.
Schroeder continued to play the piano, now unbothered by Lucy. He was getting towards the halfway mark…also known as, his favorite part of this piano piece. He smiled a bit more to himself as he played up and down the keys like a prodigy. He could not imagine his life without his precious toy piano. It was his favorite thing in the whole wide world! He could never give up his piano, even if he tried.
Schroeder played through his favorite part. Though his face looked unexpressive, he was practically beaming from inside. He could not be playing a more perfect piece to describe this beautiful moment. It was such a comforting, emotional piece.
“Schroeder?” The same voice called.
Schroeder mentally sighed. She’s back…his time alone is already being cut short. She had only been gone for a few seconds…or so it felt. Perhaps it may have been a little longer. He wasn’t entirely sure.
“If you don’t talk to me, then I’ll make you.” The voice said.
Schroeder mentally rolled his eyes. What is she possibly gonna do to him, to make him talk to her? Poke him? Shout in his ear? Hopefully not. She’d better not ruin his piano playing either…That would be a tragic day…
“Hmmm…” The voice muttered beside him. Now what is she up to?
*poke*
“GAH!?” He shouted, pulling his arms back and hugging his sides.
“Peek a boo!” She teased, giggling.
Schroeder grunted and rubbed the feeling away with his hand, before attempting to go back to his piano.
“Boop!” She declared, poking both his sides.
Schroeder yelped and hugged his sides again, before looking at Lucy with a scowl. “Hey!” He reacted.
“Hehehehe! What’s wrong? Ticklish?” She asked him.
Great…She found his one weakness…
Schroeder stuttered. “I-...I-I-n-no…W-wha-”
Lucy laughed. “Wow! How have I never known your weakness?” She asked.
Schroeder growled. “I’m not ticklish!” He told her.
Lucy giggled again. “Oh really?” She squeezed his side a few more times for good measure. “Then this shouldn’t bother you one bit~” She teased.
Schroeder jumped and hardened his belly, in the hopes to stop the tickles from affecting him too much. “AH-! N-No!” He grunted.
“Come on, Schroeder. Laugh for me!” She teased.
Schroeder squeezed his eyes shut in one last attempt to stop himself from spilling any laughter out of himself. “L-LucystOP!” Schroeder yelled.
“Boop, boop, boop, boop! Squish-y-squish-y-squish!” She declared, squeezing his sides playfully.
Schroeder gasped and finally let out all his laughter. “BAHAHAhahaha! Stahahap! Stahap-stop-stop-NOHOHOhoho!” He laughed.
“Bingo! I gotcha! Tickle tickle, Schroeder~!” She declared, going for his belly next. “Laugh for me, Schroeder! Laugh for me!” She taunted playfully.
Schroeder attempted to grab her hands and push them off, but found her fingers were way too fast for him. Everytime he would land his hands on hers, she would move them and go somewhere else. It was a little unfair.
“You can’t what? You can’t stop laughing? Oh, imagine having such a wonderful problem!” She reacted.
“Luhuhucyhy! Ihihi’m sorry! Ihi’m sohohorryyhyhyhy!” He yelled.
“Sorry? For laughing?” She clarified. “Schroeder…” She turned to his front and poked his belly button before looking up at Schroeder. “Never apologize for laughing.” She told him.
“Nononohoho! Nohohot that!” Schroeder squealed and fell onto his back, unable to keep himself upright anymore. “NOHOT THEHEHEHERE! LUCYYYYHYHYHYHY!” Schroeder shouted.
“Ooooh! Sweet spot?” She asked.
“STAHAHAP IHIHIT’S SOHOHO MUHUHUCH!” He yelled at her.
“So much laughter? Oh, I know! I could listen to it all day.” She declared.
He giggled and shook his head. Realizing Lucy may never stop tickling him, Schroeder took it into his own hands and started poking and squeezing her sides back.
“BahahAHAHA! WHAHAT?! NOHOHO TICKLEBAHAHACKS!” She shouted at him.
“Ihit’s nohohot fahahair ohotherwihise!” He told her. “Hehehe- Yohohou neeheed it back.” He replied.
“IHI’M SOHOHORRY! SORRYHYHYHYHY!” She shouted. “PLEHEHEHEASE STAHAHAP!” She begged.
“Can’t handle tickle-backs?” He teased.
“IHIHI CAHAHAN’T! IHIHIT’S TOOHOHOHOHOO MUHUHUCH!” She told him helplessly.
“Okay, okay. Unlike you, I’m merciful.” He told her. He stopped his fingers and sat himself up. “No more tickles, okay?” He told her.
“Awww…But I like hearing you laugh.” Lucy told him.
Schroeder tilted his head. “R…Really?” He asked.
“Yeah…your favorite music is Beethoven…” She looked at him with a giggle. “And my favorite music is your pretty laughter.” She told him.
Schroeder widened his eyes and grew a stupid little blush onto his face. Did…did she just…Oh…Oh no…No no no! Schroeder held his face and groaned. “LUCYYY!” Schroeder shouted into his hands.
Lucy gasped and clapped her hands together. “Did I make you blush???” She asked with a giggle.
Schroeder groaned and flopped himself onto the piano, hiding his face in his arms against the red toy piano.
Lucy giggled and walked away. A few seconds later, Lucy walked back to Schroeder with a cup of water. “Here…to help with your blush.” She told him.
Schroeder sighed and lifted his head up, visibly red in the face. He picked up the water, took a sip of it, before drinking more of the water. “Thank you.” He replied.
Lucy then took Linus’s blanket from his hands, and wrapped it around Schroeder. “There you go.” She said.
Schroeder raised an eyebrow. “This is Linus’s.” Schroeder mentioned.
Linus looked at Schroeder. “I thought she was gonna steal it for the sake of stealing it…But if it’s for you…then I trust you with it.” Linus replied.
“Just don’t lose it like Charlie Brown did.” Linus told him as Schroeder wrapped it around himself like a shawl.
“Okay.” Linus replied.
Lucy leaned on the toy piano, and crossed her leg on her knee. “Feeling better?” She asked.
“Kinda…I still wanna finish the song though.” Schroeder admitted.
Lucy smiled and turned to look at him with starry eyes. “Okay.” She replied.
Schroeder looked at Lucy with surprise. Wait…was she…actually going to let him finish his song?! Cause a little reminder, that this is Lucy we’re talking about. A person who doesn’t let him practice at all, because she feels that special lovey-dovey feeling towards him.
Schroeder slowly started to play the piano, before speeding up the playing a little bit. Slowly, Schroeder got back into the wonderful music that is Beethoven. He played through the other half of the song, playing as if Lucy wasn’t even there. And to a point, it almost felt like she WASN’T there! She was so quiet and attentive, it was almost impressive.
Schroeder smiled brightly to himself as he gently ended the song. With the hands on the last notes, he put his head down dramatically…before lifting up his hands and putting them in his lap like a true musician. And right when the moment couldn’t be more perfect…
A pair of hands start tickling his belly.
And Poor Schroeder, was thrown into a fit of laughter all over again…It was like the aftercare and the caring Lucy she had just shown him, was completely gone…and the teasy Lucy was back once again, to taunt him and tickle him.
Though…maybe a little bit of taunting isn’t so bad…
