In the Fnafnations AU: Jeremy and Mike are getting drunk together, with Doll Schmidt being their 'babysitter' for the night. The whole evening turns into a roller coaster of emotions and silliness.
Warning: This fic shows drunken things happening. If you are triggered by the idea of drinking or someone getting drunk, then please click off now. Cause though this is fluffy drunkenness, seeing the type of alcohol could be enough to trigger a person. So please...keep this in mind, and either read on, or click off. I have millions more FNAF fanfics that DON'T involve drunkenness, so enjoy those instead.
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Jeremy and Mike were both chuckling and giggling like little toddlers, while Doll was keeping an eye on the two boys. They were drinking and hanging out together on both their days off. Mike had put down his shot glass a while ago, having downed 4 shots of the Laird’s Straight Apple Brandy™ already. And he was moderately drunk by this point. Jeremy had drank roughly the same amount, but is somewhat shorter than Mike. So if anything, Jeremy is the slightest bit more drunk than Mike. And Doll…well…
Doll’s the babysitter for this afternoon.
“Hey. Hey Jeremy. How many fingers am I holding up?” Mike asked, holding up both index fingers, both thumbs, both middle fingers and one pinky.
“Mmmmmmm…fffffive?” Jeremy asked.
Mike turned his wrists around and looked at his own fingers. “No, it’s 6!” Mike replied. “How could you not see that?”
Jeremy waddled himself up to Mike and grabbed his hands. “Lemme show you.” Jeremy said before trying to touch Mike’s thumb with his index finger. “Oooone.” He said, before moving onto Mike’s Index finger. “Twoooo.” He completely skipped the middle finger, and moved to Mike’s pinky. “Threeeee.”
“You skipped the middle finger.” Mike told him.
“The middle finger’s innnnappropriate.” Jeremy told him. “It’s ruuuude.” Jeremy whined.
Mike giggled and put up his middle finger. “You mean this?”
Jeremy stared at the middle finger…and looked at Mike with the most hurt, sad little look on his face. And then…He started wailing and crying. He covered up his face with his hands and sobbed loudly. “MIIIIIIIKE!” Jeremy whined before squeezing his eyes shut and crying.
Mike widened his eyes and looked at Jeremy with shocked eyes. He slowly lowered his middle finger down onto the fist. “....Shit.” He said. “Wait NO-”
Jeremy literally WAILED at an even higher octave upon hearing Mike swear. “DOOOOOOLL! MIIIKE’S SWEARIIING!” Jeremy cried, his cheeks quickly being drenched in tears.
“Come here, Jeremy. Come here.” She gently wrapped her arms around Jeremy and rubbed his back as he sobbed.
Doll looked at Mike with an angry glare. “Apologize to Jeremy.” She told him.
Mike widened his eyes. “What?!” Mike reacted. “But…But he-”
“But nothing! Apologize now.” Doll ordered.
Mike sighed. “I’m sorry I gave you the middle finger.” Mike told Jeremy.
Jeremy whined into her shoulder, trying to say something back, but utterly failing because of his mouth being shoved so deeply into her shoulder. “Mmm mmmfmmm mphhmmfmmfmmmphmm.” Jeremy kept whining.
Doll snorted and bursted out laughing. “Whohohoa! Dohohoes thahat mean you forgive him?!” Doll reacted.
“Mmphmmm! MmmfmmphmmmMphm?” Jeremy asked.
Doll was tittering at this point. “Your mumbling and whining is getting stupid hilarious.” Doll told him.
Mmmmphmmphmmm. Pfffbfbbfffbfbfbbb.” Jeremy blew a raspberry onto her shoulder, before throwing his head back and giggling.
Doll bursted out laughing. “DIhihid yohou just blow a raspberry on my shoulder?!” Doll reacted. “HAhahahaha! Whyhyhyhy?!” Doll asked next.
“Because I’mmm huuuumerus~” Jeremy said, poking Doll’s shoulder slightly too hard.
Mike facepalmed his forehead. “Goddammit.”
“Whaaat?” Jeremy turned around and walked up to Mike. “Can’t get to maaah level?” Jeremy asked.
Mike looked down at Jeremy. “You realize you’re 5ft 6, right?” Mike asked.
Jeremy blinked. “Wha?”
“And I’m 5ft 8?” Mike asked.
“Are ya now?” Jeremy asked.
“Yeah…I am.” Mike replied, as-a-matter-of-factly.
“I can make ya giggle like a gorilla.” Jeremy said with a smirk. “Or…”
Mike closed his eyes. “Don’t.”
“A…” Jeremy kept going.
“Don’t you dare.” Mike warned.
“...G-Giggle-rilla?” Jeremy said with an overly enthusiastic smile.
Doll sighed and rubbed her nose.
“First of all…Gorilla’s don’t laugh.” Mike told him.
“Aaare you surrrrre?” Jeremy asked, wiggling his fingers at Mike. “Cause I think this gorilla doesssss~” Jeremy teased.
Mike yelped and backed up. “Jeremy, think of what you’re doing.” he warned.
“Oh come on, Mike. Every gorilla loves to laugh! Everybody knows that!” Doll teased. “Speaking of laughing, go for the belly button or the neck. His neck is SUPER ticklish.” Doll added.
“DOLL!” Mike yelled.
“What?! It’s true!” Doll put her hands up for mercy.
Jeremy looked at Doll. “Ahand how do you know alllll that? Have youuu tickled him there before?” He asked.
Doll rolled her eyes. “Yes, I have. For years now.” She told him.
“Wait…years?” He clarified. “H-How long have you two been married again?” Jeremy asked.
Doll raised an eyebrow with a smirk. “You don’t remember our wedding?” Doll asked, looking at Mike and winking.
Jeremy thought for a moment…and then widened his eyes. “OH YEAH! I do nooow! You were so pretty in your dreeeeess!” Jeremy reacted. “And Mikie over here-” Jeremy walked up and grabbed Mike’s middle, pulled Mike closer to his own chest before uncovering and wiggling a finger into Mike’s belly button. “He looked SOOO handsome in his suuuiit!” Jeremy teased.
Mike wheezed and hung his head down laughing almost right away. “DUHUHUHUDE! Whahat ahare you tahahalking abohohout!?” Mike asked.
“That beauuuutiful suit! With the flower bouquet right about heeeeere.” Jeremy told him, moving his tickling finger up to poke the right side of his chest. “And the navy blue suit! With-With the tie custom-made from a lay-layered piece of Doll’s dreeesss!” Jeremy teased before tickling his belly button again. “I wish Iiii had thaaaat.” Jeremy said, giggling.
Mike laughed and shook his head. “Whahahat ahahare yohou-” Mike SCREAMED as he felt someone blow a raspberry onto his neck. “JEHEHEREMYYYYY!” Mike shouted.
“Whaaaat? Ihihi dihid nothing!” Jeremy reacted, sounding quite genuine.
“Actually Mike…” Doll wrapped her arms around the far side of his neck and whispered something into his ear. Then, she removed her face from his ear. “It was me who blew that raspberry.” She told Mike proudly.
“Yeheah! Why’re you out blamin’ meee?”Jeremy asked.
“Ihihi dihihidn’t knohow Doll was thehehere.” Mike admitted.
“I was just too quiet for Mike’s old ears to hear.” Doll teased.
Mike looked at Doll. “What are you talking about?! I’m two years older than you- PFFFFTAHAHAHAHAHAHAhahahaha! NOHOHO- GAHAHAHAHA! NOHOHOHO RAHAHASPBEHeheheherries!” Mike shouted, unable to curl his neck.
“Is Mikie-Wikie too tickwish?” Jeremy asked, poking the spot on Mike’s neck that Jeremy had just blown into.
“YEHEHEHESS!” Mike yelled back, shaking his head wildly while pulling and struggling to get out of the clutches of the drunk tickle monster.
“And does Mikie-Wikie wike de tickles?” Doll asked, before blowing the next raspberry.
“Yehes- I-MEAN-NOOO! AAAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!” Mike cackled, hanging his head again.
Jeremy gasped and squealed like a little kid. “You like it?! Like, you-you actually like it?!” Jeremy asked.
“He loves it! Always has! He’s actually asked me to tickle him before.” Doll told him.
“HE HAS?!” Jeremy reacted.
“Yes! And YOU KNOW he likes it when he’s actually asking for it.” Doll added.
“YOHOHOU TWOHOHO ARE SOHOHO MEHEHEHEHEHEAN!” Mike yelled at them.
“I know. Aren’t I a mean, evil buwwy?” Jeremy teased.
“YEHEHES! YOHOHOU AHAHARE!” Mike yelled back.
Jeremy rolled his eyes and blew another raspberry onto his neck.
Mike SCREAMED and bursted out cackling right away. “AAAAHAHAHAHAHAhahahahaha! Plehehehehease!” Mike begged.
Doll looked at Mike with slight worry. “Do you need a break?” Doll asked.
Mike nodded as his giggles grew more high-pitched and squeaky.
Jeremy and Doll backed up a bit, taking their hands off Mike and letting him breathe again. He breathed somewhat heavily as he tried to recover again. “Thahank you. Thank you.” He said.
“No problem, sweetheart.” She replied.
“No biggie, Mikie!” Jeremy replied happily.
Mike looked up at Jeremy and Doll with a wide smile. He let out a breath. “Alright. I’m ready now. Again!” Mike declared.
“Again? Already?!” Doll reacted.
Jeremy dropped his jaw. “Wait-…But how?!” He asked. “That wasn’t ev’n two minutes! You’re already ready for more?!” Jeremy asked.
“Yeah! Here: I’ll make it easier on you two.” Mike laid himself down onto the carpet and opened his arms up. “Okay. Now I’m ready.” Mike told him.
Doll bursted out laughing at Mike’s persistence. Jeremy just squealed like a little girl again, and happily danced his fingers all over Mike’s belly.
Mike jumped and arched his back, unintentionally bringing his belly closer to Jeremy.
“Why thank you for the help, Mike! But I think I can reach your belly on mah own.” Jeremy teased before sticking his tongue out between his teeth.
“Shuhuhuhush.” Mike whined, covering up his face with his hands.
“Awww! You’re getting all reeeed! I can eeeeven see some blushy red all over your bewwy!” Jeremy teased, lifting up his shirt to show him the slight redness to Mike’s belly.
Mike yelped. “Red?! On my belly?!” Mike asked, sitting up to cover up his belly.
“...Well if you cover up your belly, no one will be able to see it.” Jeremy told him.
“Good!” Mike replied.
“Good?! Do you realize how cruel you’re being?!” Jeremy asked.
“I’m not being cruel. I’m being protective.” Mike told him.
“And here I thought you wanted to be tickled.” Doll teased.
“I do, but…but-”
Jeremy gently tackled Mike’s upper body back down to the carpet and uncovered Mike’s belly. Jeremy held Mike’s hands above his head, before the brown-haired boy blew a raspberry onto Mike’s belly.
“Wait WAIT- OHOHOHOHO NOHOHOHOHAHAHAHAHA!” Mike shouted.
“A bit ticklish~?” Jeremy teased.
“YOHOHOU KNOHOHOW THIHIHIS!” Mike yelled back.
“Yeah…I dooo.” Jeremy teased before stopping and letting go of him. Mike covered up his face with his hands all over again, and curled up into the fetal position. But a few seconds later, Mike uncovered one of his eyes by moving two of his fingers apart. “Are…Aren’t you gonna do something?” Mike asked.
Doll and Jeremy both busted a gut laughing at Mike’s genuine, tiny response.
“Yohohou ahahare suhuch a goofy meatball!” Jeremy yelled.
Doll’s cackles went up another octave. “SAHAYS THE ONE WHO THOUGHT WE WERE MARRIED!” Doll yelled.
Jeremy giggled, before looking at Doll with shock. “Wait, what?!” Jeremy asked.
“Just because you have memories of a wedding, doesn’t mean it was my wedding.” Doll told him.
Jeremy blinked as he stared at Doll. He looked at Mike desperately for clarification.
“We haven't gotten married yet. We’re still in the dating stage.” Mike told him.
“B-But the-” Jeremy sat himself down, in shock by the whole thing. “B-B-But- You two are so PERFECT together!” Jeremy whined.
“We’re just…not at that stage yet, Jeremy.” Mike told him.
Doll looked down for just a second, before smiling. “Not quite yet. But we don’t plan on breaking up anytime soon either.” She said.
“......Okay.” He said somewhat sadly. “I’m sorry…” He mumbled.
Mike shook his head and hugged him. “It’s okay. We find it funny, actually. And we know you’re gonna find it funny when you’re hung over and sober.” Mike told him.
Jeremy giggled. “And you’re also gonna find it funny when I tell you how excited you were about me and Doll tickling you again.” Jeremy teased, poking his chest.
“Now now, don’t make me tickle you back.” Mike warned.
“Ooooh! Is Jeremy ticklish? Spill the tea!” Doll asked.
“Oh! I’ll gladly spill!” Mike started skittering his fingers in his armpits. “Armpits are a-”
“BAHAHAHAHAAAA! EEEEEHEHEHEHEHEHE NOHOHOHO!” Jeremy shouted loudly.
“...Very ticklish spot.” Mike finished. “And that’s just the tip of the iceberg! Do you wanna help me?” Mike asked his girlfriend.
Doll proudly walked up and knelt down. “I would love to.” She said before blowing a raspberry onto Jeremy’s covered belly.
“OHOHOHO NOHOHOHOHOHO! HAHAHAHAHAHA!” Jeremy yelled.
Doll laughed and shook her head. Another tickle fight starts up by the mostly drunk trio. But Doll knows they all needed it. Work is stressful…especially when your boss and his creations are trying to kill you every shift. But being able to get moderately drunk and just have fun, has become a huge blessing from god himself.
So please, let the tickle fights continue!
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Also...I want to say something: Today is the 3rd anniversary of starting up my Tumblr account. And MY GOD, DID IT GROW. I still can't believe that on January 14, 2020...3 years ago...I had decided to make this Tumblr account to open up my fanfics to a bigger audience. And now 3 years later, I will reveal what I was doing when I made it:
I was sitting on the toilet, taking a shit and reading my earliest Jacksepticeye Egos fanfics on my phone. And...I decided that going to Tumblr, would greatly help me open up to the tickle community! They say the best thoughts come when you're alone, stuck on the toilet, and contemplating life. But...I DID NOT EXPECT THIS ACCOUNT TO GET THIS BIG! I'm almost at 900 followers!!! I- I don't understand. And I probably never will.
So...know that this person was literally shitting while making the well-known Tumblr account known as TrashySwitch.
