Hello everyone! Here is a fic for the wonderful @hotshot624 that they requested. In November...
I hope you enjoy, and I'm sorry if it's bad. Writing something that is not related to the bonds if my hyperfixation can be quite difficult...
But it came out ok, so I will be proud of my creation!
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The Greatest Dragon Rider Trapper Alive
When the Twins reveal Snotlout's methods are outdated, Eret seeks revenge. And once Astrid reveals a weakness of Snotlout's... Well, he just has to take advantage of it, doesn't he?
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Original Request (shortened): Hi! I was wondering if I could request a How to train your dragon fic (as you can see that's what I'm hyper fixating on rn lol) anyway if you could, could you write one with maybe Lee!Snotlout and Ler!Eret, where it's set in-between httyd 2 and 3 and Snotlout is being super obnoxious, rude, and just plain annoying to Eret, so decides to take him down a notch and wrecks him with tickles and it's just super fluffy and cute at the end.
"Are you sure this will help me ride Skull Crusher?" Eret asked, looking very skeptical.
Snotlout scoffed, hiding a grin unbeknownst to the larger viking. "Of course I'm sure! This is how Astrid taught everyone on the A Team."
"I have no idea what the A Team is, but I do know this is humiliating." Eret groaned, continuing the exercise.
What was this exercise exactly? Run in circles with a broom between your legs like a witch.
"Just trust me." Snotlout stifled a chuckle. "You'll be high in the sky in no time."
Eret cheered up a tiny bit at that. Oh, how he wanted to just fly and touch the clouds. To do cool tricks like the other dragon riders on the back of those magnificent beasts.
He'd do anything. Which apparently included hobbling about on a broom as his cocky teacher hovered above him on Hookfang.
"You're doing great, Son of Eret."
"You know, the more you quip like that the more I believe this is just a joke, Son of Spite." Eret snapped back, huffing grumpily.
"What are you doing over here, Snotlout?"
The twins flew in on their two headed dragon, Barf and Belch. As soon as they saw Eret, they needed no explanation. Both fell into boisterous fits of laughter as they watched him waddle around in circles.
"Aha prank wohorthy of Lohoki himself!" Ruffnit shouted, almost sliding off her saddle. "Gohood one, Snohot!"
"Indeed, sister." Tuffnut giggled, clutching his sides. "Unlehess our dear friehend doesn't remember thahat Hiccup dubbed this exercise useless a fehew months agoho."
Eret stopped moving. Snotlout froze as his icy glare reached up to them.
"Did he now?" He asked, his voice terrifyingly calm. "It seems my mentor has forgotten to mention this fact."
Snotlout grinned. "What can I say? You were too gullible to let it pass by."
"I may be gullible, but I will not be made into a fool."
"You already do that to yourself anyway."
"I would choose your next words very carefully, Son of Spite."
"And if I don't?"
Both twins stopped laughing and grinned as they looked between the two vikings, holding their breaths as they waited to see what would happen next.
"Our hotheaded friend seems to have sealed his fate." Tuffnut whispered to his sister. "Mayhaps we assist Eret today?"
"Mayhaps we shall, brother." Ruffnut answered, grinning deviously. "It has been a good long while since someone has shown him his place."
"Excluding us?"
"Of course."
"Hookfang!" Tuffnut yelled, shocking the other two vikings. "Would you come assist us with house repairs?"
The Monstrous Nightmare seemed to grin deviously as well. He huffed and nodded before tossing Snotlout off his head.
The cocky viking screamed as he fell. He hit the ground and immediately stood back up, fury written all over his face.
"Hookfang!" He yelled, throwing his hands up. "What was that?"
"Your dragon has volunteered to assist us while you pay for your crimes, Snotlout." Ruffnut announced dramatically.
"You will be sorely missed!" Tuffnut added as they flew away.
Hookfang only looked back, his large mouth pulled back into a smirk. Soon enough, the four (five?) traitors had disappeared from view.
Snotlout opened his mouth, most likely to shout some obscenities, and a yelp shot out as a heavy force knocked him over. He fell on his face, but was quick to sweep around and grapple with Eret.
"You tricked me!" Eret growled, kneeing his opponent in the gut.
"You shouldn't make it so easy!" Snotlout gasped, grabbing the larger viking's shirt and throwing him to the ground. Eret was quick to grab Snotlout's ankle and drag him down as well.
The two rolled around the arena, cursing and attempting to overpower each other. Any vikings that flew by only watched for a moment before chuckling and going back to work.
It wasn't long until Hiccup was notified of the fight and he obviously sent the most feared Viking to take care of it.
"Hey, Meatheads!" Astrid shouted from above them. "Why in Odin's name are you fighting like children?"
"He's just salty cause I'm smarter than him!" Snotlout hissed, twisting Eret's arm.
Astrid raised her eyebrow.
"He tricked me into riding a broom around in circles!" Eret yelled, finally trapping Snotlout in a headlock. "Made me look like a fool!"
"Oh." Astrid fought down a smile. "I see…"
The two continued their scuffle for a few moments until Astrid spoke again.
"Well, we need everyone in top shape for repairs, so stop fighting!"
Eret growled. "Then how am I supposed to take my revenge?" He asked, looking up at Astrid.
"Snotlout's ticklish. Use that."
Snotlout froze. She did not just…
"Oh, really." Eret turned towards him, a terrifying smirk replacing what was once an angry scowl. "Thank you, Astrid. I will use that."
"Cool. Just try not to murder him!" Astrid called out as she flew away with a massive grin on her face.
"How dare you, you-"
Eret tackled Snotlout to the ground, cutting off his insult. As soon as they hit the ground, Eret dug his fingers into Snotlout's sides.
The man instantly shrieked and flailed about in his opponent's grasp. Loud, gruff laughter soon filled the arena as Eret wriggled his fingers up towards his armpits.
"So Astrid was telling the truth." Eret chuckled, hooking his leg under Snotlout's so he wouldn't get kicked. "You are very ticklish."
"GEHET OHOHOFF MEHEHE!" Snotlout snorted, curling away as his ribs were squeezed.
"Absolutely not!" Eret gasped, using one hand to scratch his hip. "You made me out as a fool! And I, Eret son of Eret, the best dragon rider trapper alive, will not have it!"
And with that, he shoved both hands under Snotlout's arms and relished in the high-pitched scream that answered his attack.
Snotlout fell into an inescapable pit of desperate laughter. He tried to get away from the madding feeling, but it was useless. All he could do was thrash as Eret switched targets at the speed of a Speed Stinger.
"Does this tickle? How about this? And this?" Eret asked as he clawed at his stomach, then hips, then back.
Snotlout started to wheeze and fell completely limp when the attack was targeted under his arms again. Eret got the message and stopped. He continued to pin Snotlout against him as the dragon rider calmed down.
Soon enough, Snotlout recovered enough to say:
"I'm not tutoring you anymore."
Eret cackled at that announcement. "Whahat makes you thihink I'd want to be tuhutored by you after today?"
Snotlout huffed and struggled to his feet. He scowled down at the giggling man and his face softened slightly.
"Yeah, well, Astrid would be the next to teach you, and she is not easygoing." Snotlout countered, a cocky grin returning to his face.
Eret pursed his lips. "You do have a good point there, Son of Spite." He stood up as well and held out his hand. "I will allow you to continue to tutor me, as long as you take it seriously."
Snotlout scoffed. "I'm pretty sure I was the one who rejected you first."
Eret's eyes hardened and he took a step forward. "Must I use tickling to get you to agree?"
Snotlout's face turned red and he quickly shook Eret's hand. "No need! I will take it very seriously from now on."
"Great! What now, sir?" Eret asked, crossing his arms.
Snotlout sighed. "Unfortunately, young pupil, we must postpone my magnificent lessons, for my dragon has decided to fly away."
Eret nodded seriously. "That is quite unfortunate indeed."
They both stayed solemn faced for about ten seconds. Then they burst into giggles, like the dorks they were.
"Alright, Snotlout." Eret started walking towards the exit of the arena. "Let us go locate your missing dragon."
Snotlout grinned and followed the taller man out. Eret may be way more gullible than the others, he conceded, but he'd fit right in with the dragon riders.
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I hope everyone enjoyed! Sorry for the shorter tickle scene...
Next up: a super secret fic...
I hope you have a fabulous day/night and don't prank the great Eret son of Eret!
summary: sometimes, you don’t realize how much you miss something until it’s right in front of you.
this fic is a bit different then my usual ones! i played around with my writing style, and it’s pretty much half tickle fic, half me exploring characterization stuff. it’s a tad bit messy but whatever. anyways i haven’t written any eternalduo fics since last year, and that is too much time for me to not write about them. enjoy! :D
warning: this is a sfw tickle fic! don’t read if that makes you uncomfortable :]
extra notes: this fic takes place a couple of days after c!foolish joined the smp, in january of 2021. also, this fic is platonic. if you tag this as romantic i will fight you in a denny’s parking lot at 3am /neg
Foolish didn’t think he would ever see her again. And he still hasn’t, in a way.
When the totem of death had met Eret, she was a powerful being. She could defeat anyone in battle, yet still had the most relaxed, carefree, whimsical personality out of anyone that he had ever met. It was a perfect balance of light and darkness.
When the totem of life had met Eret, she was frantic. Uptight. Cautious. And he didn’t really blame her. She was a king, after all.
He just wondered what had made her this way.
So, here he was, in her castle, wandering and looking for the royal. Foolish wasn’t sure why, but he wanted to speak to Eret. He didn’t even know what he was going to talk about. He just… yearned for her, supposedly.
Some familiar humming could be heard around the corner, and Foolish saw the door to the castle library wide open. Taking a peek inside, he could see Eret walking amongst the bookshelves, a stack of books in her arms. It didn’t take long for her to spot him.
“Foolish?” She questioned.
“…Eret!” He said, stepping inside the room. “Uh, are you busy?”
“Not really. What’s up?”
Foolish paused, wondering what to say next. He didn’t know why, but she seemed to not really know who he was. From her perspective, they had known each other only for a few days. But from his perspective, they had known each other for a whole lifetime.
And he wasn’t sure if “We were best friends years ago and fought against monsters along with a wither cult together, except you don’t seem to remember it or me at all” was the best conversation starter.
“I just… wanted to check in.” He shrugged, walking to her. “How have ya been?”
“I’ve been alright.” She nodded, giving him a soft grin. “How about you? How have you been adjusting to your arrival here?”
Instead of answering right away, a thought crossed his mind. Why was she acting so formal? It was just the two of them…
“It’s been pretty good, yeah.” He said in response.
“Can I help you with anything?” Eret wondered aloud.
“Not particularly, but… is it okay if I stay here for a little bit?” The totem asked, hoping to not intrude.
“Oh, of course!” She nodded. “My castle is a home to all who pass by. You don’t ever have to ask, Foolish.”
“I’ll keep that in mind.” He smiled as Eret turned back around.
As she went back to stacking books on the bookshelves, Foolish looked around the surrounding area. The walls were sky-high, decorated with paintings and glass mosaic windows. Yet, the library felt small, but not in a bad way. It was homey, in a sense. Multiple chairs were set around a table, an ottoman couch aligned itself against the wall, and the lit fireplace emitted warmth into the library.
Foolish sat down at the table, which had various books and papers scattered about it. “So, what exactly are you doing right now?” He asked.
“Oh, just some organizing.” Eret called back to him.
“You seem like the organizer type.” Foolish thought.
“Hm, I suppose I could be described as such.” Eret said with a light chuckle.
Wait, did he say that out loud?
“It just helps me keep my mind off of things, I guess.” She continued. “I enjoy it, it keeps myself busy.”
Foolish nodded in acknowledgment, his eyes drawn to what was on the table. He could see books open to pages about historical events, and he saw a couple of photos of people he had and hadn’t met yet. Eret walked over, giving Foolish a soft, comforting smile as she placed some books onto the table, and grabbed the ones that were already there. She turned around and started walking away, and Foolish quickly stood up to follow her.
“This castle is really big… did you build it all yourself?” He asked.
“Mostly, with a bit of assistance here and there.” Eret nodded.
She had always had a passion for building. Foolish remembered times of back in the day, when Eret would always talk about large building projects she wanted to do, but didn’t have the time for.
Even with how much she’s changed, it made him happy to see that this passion of hers had stayed the same over time.
Eret hummed to herself, quickly walking amongst the bookshelves and finding the right places to put the books in. Foolish was low-key amazed with how easily she did it, even if it was relatively simple.
“You’re quite intriguing, you know.”
Foolish looked to his friend, who was looking back at him. “…I am?” He raised an eyebrow, confused.
“You are.” Eret nodded, turning back to the shelves. “I know we only met a couple of days ago, but I felt drawn to you, if I’m being honest. I’m not really sure why… it could be your personality, or that we share similar interest in building things… I don’t know. It’s just… you’re a very interesting person, Foolish.”
Foolish kept staring, unsure what to say in response. The royal turned back to see his surprised face, her lips curling into a small, awkward grin.
“Sorry, that was very sudden. I just felt like I should say it.” She apologized.
“No! No, it’s fine! I appreciate it!” Foolish reassured. “Really, I do.”
Eret nodded. “Well, it’s true. You’re very interesting, I’ll admit.”
“…I’m not really surprised that that’s what you think. I mean, they don’t call me “Foolish “Most Interesting God Alive” Gamers” for nothing.” He joked around, knowing no one had ever called him that. The joke made Eret smile, and then it made her laugh. She shook her head, laughing softly at the other’s silly behavior.
As they stood, Foolish’s emerald eyes looked out the window, seeing the dark night sky. “Oh- wow. I didn’t realize how late it was.” He pointed out.
Eret turned, noticing the darkness as well. “Oh my. It doesn’t even feel like you’ve been here for long.” She sighed, turning back to her friend. “Well, you know what they say. Time flies when you’re having fun.”
The totem grinned, happy to know that Eret enjoyed his company.
“I should probably get going.” He said, unsure if he wanted to leave, in all honesty.
“Well, you get a good night’s rest.” She nods. “And like I said earlier, my castle is home to anyone that steps inside. You’re welcome to come and visit any time.”
“I’ll be sure to, Eret.” Foolish nodded in return, leaning forward and placing his hand on her shoulder, giving it a reassuring squeeze, as if to say, “I’ll definitely be back.”
However, Eret let out a startled noise, stepping away and placing a hand over her mouth.
Foolish stared at her, intrigued. “What was that?” He asked.
“I- Nothing. It was nothing.” Eret said, looking away and placing one final book on it’s shelf.
“Nothing?” Foolish repeated. “It didn’t seem like nothing, it-”
Oh.
Oh.
In that moment, Foolish had remembered one small, tiny detail about his friend.
And by the looks of it, it was a detail that had stayed the same about Eret, even after all these years.
“Eret?” Foolish questioned, this time, with mischievous intent that was obvious to the other.
“Foolish, I thought you said you had to get going.” Eret said with a nervous grin.
The god huffed out a breath. “You know what? You’re right. It’s getting dark. I had fun spending time with you, though.” He exclaimed, holding his hand out to Eret. She looked a bit confused at first, but slowly reached towards his hand to give him a handshake. And then…
BZZZT!
As a small spark united between them, Eret burst into giggles, pulling her hand away. “Whahat the hell?!” She asked Foolish, who held a shit-eating grin on his face.
“Gotcha!” He giggled along with her.
“That… that felt weird.” She said, looking at her own hand.
“Weird how?” Foolish smirked, knowing the answer. Eret looked up, giggling with a nervous smile on her face.
“Oh, come on, pal! You were all chatty with me earlier, and now you’re not answering my question! Kind of rude, don’t you think?” He poked at her side a couple of times, watching her flinch and squirm away.
“Fohoolihish-” She snickered, returning to covering her mouth with her hand. She felt the other’s hands wrap around her torso and squeeze at her sides, and she didn’t have time to properly think before her body went limp like jello.
“Oh goHOD!” Eret melted in his hold, uncovering her mouth and letting her laughter flow free.
“Awww, there’s that smile!” Foolish cooed, squeezing up and down and up and down again. He noticed that Eret was losing balance, so he slowly lowered her to the ground, following her down and continuing his playful attack.
“You’re not even fighting back!” Foolish noted out loud, to which his friend let out an embarrassed, giggly whine into his chest. While keeping one hand squeezing away at her side, he surprised her by using her other hand to scribble at her stomach. Eret let out a sudden squeal, her squirming increasing almost instantly. She continued to laugh until she grabbed onto Foolish’s wrists.
“O-Ohokahay! Thahat’s eHEnohough!” She giggled as Foolish’s hands came to a stop. They were looking right at each other, and he could see her smile.
Now, for the past few days of knowing each other, Eret had smiled at Foolish. She had given him small, welcoming, smiles and warm grins. This, however, right now? It was a smile. A large, goofy, genuine smile.
It was the smile that Foolish had recognized from seeing it years ago. It was the smile that would be on Eret’s face whenever exploring a hidden temple. It was the smile that would be on Eret’s face when she was laughing too hard to be able to get out a full sentence. It was the smile that was Eret’s face when she and Foolish had realized that they had defeated the wither cult for good.
And right now, it was the genuine smile that Foolish had longed to see. He didn’t realize how much he wanted to see it. How much he needed to see it. All of those years of memories were flooding back to him, and it made him feel warm inside.
However, his thoughts were interrupted by a shriek of his own laughter.
“EHERET-! Wahait! WaHAhait!” He squealed out, feeling fingers start to dance along his sides. “Thihis ihisn’t faHAIHIR!”
“Oh come on, I’m just doing what you did to me! And I, for one, think that’s completely fair!” Eret grinned, swiping her nails across his belly and making him giggle like mad. “Wow, it looks like you’re a lot more ticklish than myself.” She teased.
“NohOHOhoho!” Foolish whined. “Ihi’m nohot!”
“Really?” Eret smirked evilly, more than willing to test that theory. She increased the speed of her fingers, wiggling themselves all around his side and stomach.
“And you’re not even fighting back, either! How adorable…” She smiled, giggling as she watched Foolish’s face become pink with embarrassment. In this moment, her hands trailed down to his hips, lightly scratching along them. Foolish’s laughter went up a whole octave, and he covered his face with his hands.
“Is this a bad spot?” Eret teased, her movements light and taunting. Foolish shook his head no, and the two of them knew that was a lie. She squeezed at his hips and used the tips of her nails to add light scratching to the sensation. The shark hybrid let out a loud snort, laughing and grabbing onto her wrists as she had done with him earlier.
“OKAHAY! Okayokayohokahay! Tihime ohout!!” He insisted, watching as Eret laughed and pulled her hand away. The two of them sat together on the floor, looking into each other’s eyes and letting leftover giggles fill the air.
“I should prohobably go, it’s pretty dark out.” Foolish stated, standing up and helping Eret stand up as well.
“Alright.” Eret sighed, grinning as she held onto Foolish’s hand. “…Foolish, I know we’ve known each other only for a couple of days, but… I have a feeling this friendship will last for a long time.”
We’ve known each other only for a couple of days.
Those words rung painfully in Foolish’s ears. They had a lifetime of memories together as best friends, and she didn’t remember a single one of them.
And before he realized he had done so, Foolish had pulled Eret into a tight hug.
The library that was filled with the joyous sounds of laughter just a few minutes ago was now filled with a cold silence.
Eret paused, surprised, but she hugged him back after a moment. Her warmth made Foolish feel a familiar feeling that he had not felt in a while.
He felt at home.
Eret pulled away, smiling. “I suppose I’ll see you soon?” She asked.
“Yeah… yeah.” Foolish nodded, giving her one last look before walking towards the door. “Night, Eret!”
“Goodnight, Foolish.” She said, following him until he had left the room, and then gently closing the door behind him.
Foolish walked down the halls of her castle, heading towards the entrance to leave. As he walked along the wooden floor, he couldn’t help but feel a tiny bit upset. He didn’t know what had caused Eret to lose her memories, and he wanted to know. However, the sadness was quickly replaced with a feeling of hope. Hope for a bright future with his friend.
It was just as she said. Even though Eret had only known him for a couple of days, they were already very close.
Maybe one day, they would become as close as they used to be.
"Eret, I trusted you." Wilbur's voice cracked as he stared at his friend- his enemy.
Eret grinned, and without her sunglasses Wilbur was sure there would be a glint of amusement in her eyes.
"Why?! Why did you do this? Was L'Manberg not enough for you? Was I not enough for you?" Wilbur cried. His sword hung by his side, the grip on the handle slowly tightening with each passing moment.
"All L'Manberg was was false hope Will."
"Don't call me that. You don't get to fucking call me that anymore." Wilbur seethed. Eret raised an eyebrow but continued.
"Fine. Wilbur, you must have seen it. L'Manberg was doomed from the start! This way, I at least get something out of it instead of going down like everyone else. You could have had this too if you had just surrendered." Eret stated.
"It wasn't doomed! You were the one that doomed it!" Wilbur screamed. Eret stared blankly and neither spoke.
All there was was the soft sound of heavy breathing and the smell of ash and soot in the air from the tnt destruction.
"Umm, we haven't written the next part yet." Eret broke character with an awkward laugh.
Wilbur sighed, putting the foam sword down and walking over to the laptop on his desk. The brunet leaned on the wood and stared at the screen, re reading all the lines.
"Any ideas on how to finish this scene?" Eret asked walking over to glance over their friends shoulder.
Wilbur just sighed resting his elbows on the desk and putting his face in his hands. Eret winced, patting his back.
"We don't have to finish this right now if you don't want. We can work on a different scene, I know this one has been hard." Eret comforted. Wilbur shrugged their arm off and looked at the screen again.
"It's not that. This scene is just shit so far." Wilbur responded. He typed "change this scene^^" under the last scripted lines.
"The fuck are you saying? It's good Will." Eret said back. He wasn't even lying, Eret loved this scene because of how Wilbur wrote it.
Wilbur scoffed. "It's shit compared to the rest. I can't fucking get this one right it's all awkward and not how I want it and it's just not good enough."
"Explain why it's 'shit' then." Eret crossed her arms.
"Well first off I cant think of any good lines for Tommy's character. Next I don't fucking know how to write a character pleading not to be betrayed. It's all just wrong and not good." Wilbur went to press the delete button to start deleting the scene but Eret grabbed his wrists from behind the brunet.
"Nope. No deleting." Eret started firmly.
"I'm deleting it, you cant stop me." Wilbur yanked on his wrists gently but Eret didn't budge.
"I can make you promise me."
"I won't fucking promise." Wilbur rolled his eyes. Eret adjusted his grip so he was hiding Wilbur's hands in one hand.
"I can make you."
Wilbur narrowed his eyes, wondering what Eret had planned. There was amusement in their voice, so Wilbur knew it was nothing bad.
"How?" Wilbur dared to ask the question.
"Like this." Eret bluntly said before tasering the brunet side.
Wilbur yelped in surprised and twisted away from the hand that changed to spidering along his side.
"Nohohoho Eret no." Wilbur tried to glare but his wobbly smile and soft laughter broke the threatening effect he was trying to have.
"Eret yes." Erets said before she blew a raspberry on Wilbur's neck.
Wilbur squealed and his knees gave out. Eret lowered them gently to the ground and maneuvered Wilbur so he was lying on his back and his arms were pinned above his head.
Eret looked at their friends slightly flushed face and nervous smile for a moment before lifting their hand that wasn't holding Wilbur's wrists to hover over his torso.
"Wait wait wait wait please wait." Wilbur shook his head and Eret raised an eyebrow.
"Wait for what?"
"You, you don't have to do this Eret. We're friends. You can let me go!" Wilbur pleaded, never taking his eyes off Erets hand that was dangerously close to his stomach.
"I have to do this Will." Eret replied dramatically.
"No you dONT- EREHEHET whahahat the fuhck!" Wilbur interrupted himself with his own laughter as Erets hand started clawing at his stomach.
He pulled at his wrists and tried to squirm away but Eret had a firm grasp and he was weakened by the tickling already.
"EHEHNOUGH" Wilbur tried to say through his laughter.
"You'd think a president could handle some tickling." Eret teased as she scribbled on his ribs. The fresh wave of higher pitched laughter made her hum in satisfaction.
"Aww look, you're face is getting red. Are you blushing Soot?" Eret grinned like the Cheshire Cat as Wilbur tried to hide his flushed face in his shoulder.
"Dodohnt sahay shit lihihike that!" Wilbur tried to sound threatening but through his giggles it was all futile.
"Don't hide your face from me! Your smile is cute and I want to see it."
Wilbur didn't think it could get any worse, and then it did. The universe loved to prove him wrong.
"QUHIIYT IT." Wilbur squealed in reply. The fingers assaulting his ribs only moved to his armpit.
Eret noticed this spot wasn't as bad and stayed there to give her friend a chance to breath.
"Aw this spot makes you giggle." Eret coed fondly.
Wilbur twisted his head to the side that Eret wasn't on as if it would hide his increasingly blushing face.
Eret lightly tickled his neck to get him to turn to face her. She was met with a carefree smile and more happy giggles.
"Tell you what, if you promise me right now that you won't go and delete that scene, I'll let you go now." Eret decided to compromise.
Wilbur thought about it while the blush died down.
"I'm going to delete it. You cant stop me." Wilbur decided on saying.
Eret shrugged. "I'll convince you. In the mean time, your funeral."
Wilbur's eyed widened in horror as he felt his shirt being lifted up.
"No no no no Eret no we can talk about this right?" Wilbur said nervously.
"We tried talking. You disagreed. This is what you get for it." Was the last thing Wilbur heard before Eret let go of his wrists and blew a raspberry on his belly button.
"NOHOHOOH EREHEHET!" Wilbur screamed with laughter. Erets soft hair only made it worse as it gently swept across his sides which added to the almost unbearable sensation.
One of Eret's hands found its way to his hip bones and gently pinched and scribbled on the hyper sensitive area which made his laughter go up in pitch.
Wilbur arched his back involuntary into Erets torturous and tickly nibbles before crashing back down onto the floor.
His eyes squeezed shut and his hands weakly tried to push Eret away. His half hearted protests were non existent now because all he could focus on was how much it tickled.
Eret caught a slight strain in the brunets laughter and dialled it back. Moving back to just dragging her nails along his stomach. Not enough to tire him out anymore, but enough so he was still giggling but could breath.
"Had enough yet? Or do you need a round two?" Eret smiled innocently.
Wilbur's cheeks became bright red again as he shook his head.
"Nohoohoh no no. Fihihine I wohohnt delete it." Wilbur caved in and agreed.
Eret let out a satisfied hum and nodded his head. He pulled his hand back but was stopped by anymore hand grabbing his wrist.
Eret looked at their friend confused but figured it out quickly. Wilbur was covering his face with one of his hands but Eret could easily see the embarrassed flush behind it.
Smiling fondly, Eret lifted her friend up to sitting and hugged him from behind before moving back to softly skittering along his sides and stomach.
They had time to finish the script later, for now, they both could use a break to relieve the stress.
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The room was filled with a deadly silence.
Everyone was nervous, at this point they win or they will loose everything. They've been preparing for months, they've fought for too long and none were planning on giving up.
L'Manberg would win, they were sure of it.
Their hope only increased when Eret announced that she had something secret to show them. A weapon that would help them defeat the Dream SMP.
"I've been gathering resources for this for a long time." Eret said as he lead everyone into L'amnbergs walls.
Wilbur, Tommy, Tubbo, and Fundy all followed curiously behind their friend.
"Where are you leading us?" Tubbo asked, then paused and stopped walking.
Tommy turned to glare at his friend.
"That's my line, bitch!" Tommy crossed his arms, stepping out of character.
"Sorry! I thought it was mine. Can we try that scene again?" Tubbo asked slightly embarrassed.
"Don't worry about it Tubbo, you're doing great!" Phil shouted from the countless empty audience seats.
Tubbo grinned as the rest of the cast backed up their positions and a couple pulled out the paper script to review one more time before another practice.
They only had two more weeks of practice before they performed their play. The issue they had encountered the most was this scene in particular.
"Okay uh, before we do it again, I have another minor change," Wilbur started and they all groaned mentally. This scene changed every time they practiced.
Wilbur never seemed satisfied with how he had written it. But he couldn't remove it because it was a key part to the rest of the plot.
"Don't follow the scripted lines when we get to the control room. I just want improv there, follow the basic story line for that bit, but say and do whatever you want. Take it slow though, so I can see what you're all doing." Wilbur finished. They all nodded and resumed practice.
"Can I ask why? I thought the new script sounded good for this part." Niki asked from the side.
"I feel it's awkward still. It's not turning out how I want it to, so I want to see how you all interpret it." Wilbur explained. Niki nodded with a smile.
Dream and the other people on the side of DreamSMP walked to their hidden positions for when they would enter the scene.
Phil, Ranboo, Techno, and a few other of their friends sat in the empty audience watching the practice and taking notes of what could be improved.
Everyone in the theatre could feel the stress radiating off of Wilbur.
In all honestly, they knew that their play was hella good. The props and sets had been in the making for months and were crafted to perfection, and they all had been practicing non stop so they could be at their best by the time the performances started. The script had been edited and changed to fit everyone's character to perfection.
Eret especially knew it was amazing. They had spent countless hours with Wilbur helping him write out scenes and changing parts that didn't fit quite right.
While everyone else moved back to their starting points, Eret used this as an opportunity to talk to Wilbur.
"Will-" Eret was interrupted right away.
"I know I know. I just, I don't like it okay? I promised I'm not going to get rid of it, but I never promised I wouldn't change it as I see fit." Wilbur walked away without another word.
Eret saw Wilbur go into the audience to talk to Phil, and decided it was time to do something about this before Wilbur got to stressed to do this scene, and before the rest of the crew got to fed up to practice it.
Eret walked over to the group of people in the button room betrayal scene and decided that she would tell them all her plan.
"Okay, so this next time that we practice it, I have a plan because this can't go on any longer." Eret said referring to the changes and the stress over this part. "So don't go all out in your performances okay? But act like what I'm going to do is part of the script."
Everyone nodded and all got in their starting positions as Wilbur came back onto the stage.
"Okay, and begin when you're all ready." Phil yelled from the audience.
They followed the script up until they got to the button room. Tubbo, as his character, ran gleefully to a chest to open it first. His smile faded upon seeing nothing in it.
"There's nothing in here?" Tubbo asked confused.
"Thats the point." Eret gained a grin on their face.
The Dream Team came into the scene from their hiding spot, swords and bows at the ready. The rest of L'Manberg pulled out their weapons too, preparing for a fight. Both teams waiting for the other to strike first.
Sapnap was the first to charge forth. Raising his prop sword, he ran to attack Fundy. Everyone else took that as their cue to commence the battle.
The only two who didn't move to attack were Eret and Wilbur. They stood, staring at each other. One with a proud smirk, the other with anger and hurt.
"You betrayed us!" Wilbur shouted over the chaos.
"I did."
"Why? Why did you give up on L'Manberg?" Wilbur pulled out his sword, pointing it shakily at his former ally. The person he used to trust the most.
"Because L'Manberg was a lost cause! I saw that, Dream saw that."
"It wasn't lost!" Wilbur ran at Eret, ready to strike. Eret dogged, pulling out their own sword.
"It is now. Down with the revolution boys. It was never meant to be." Eret grinned as she attacked Wilbur with her own sword. Hitting his arm, Wilbur grasped it with his other hand pretending it was in pain.
"No! This can't be how L'Manberg ends! Wilbur cried. He stared at the chaos surrounding him. His ally's, his family, fighting for their cause and Dreams tyranny trying to end it.
Wilbur felt a foam sword on his neck. Eret was behind him.
"Do it. Kill me." Wilbur closed his eyes, waiting for the betrayer to end it.
The end never came.
"No. I want to drag this out." Eret said menacingly wrapping one arm around Wilbur's torso.
Wilbur shifted in his spot, what did Eret have planned?
"Drop your sword."
"No." Wilbur said firmly. That was his only weapon, the only way he could escape and help L'Manberg.
"I'll make you."
Oh, Wilbur didn't like that tone. It was almost, teasingly?
He pushed the thought out of his mind, he had to stay in character. Glancing around, everyone else was having their own monologues or still fighting one another. In the audience, Phil was quickly writing notes about the improv and from behind the curtains, other people who weren't in this scene were watching them all curiously such as Ranboo, Sam, and Purpled.
"I'd rather die then do anything for you." Wilbur replied, venom lacing his words.
He felt Eret shift his hand higher, near his ribs. Wilbur tensed and took a deep breath.
"We'll do this the hard way then."
Eret removed the sword from Wilbur's neck and used that arm to hold up Wilbur's sword bearing arm. The president tightened his grip on the prop, expecting Eret to try and take it from him.
What Wilbur didn't expect was to feel a hand lightly scratching his arm pit. The brunet pressed his lips together, not wanting to give Eret the satisfaction of a response. He resisted the overwhelming urge to let go of the sword and bring his arm down. He had to be strong until Eret stopped.
"Laugh for me Will." Eret whispered directly in his ear. Wilbur was about to retort a response but a laugh escaped instead when Eret decided to pinch along his upper ribs.
"Ehereht-" Wilbur paused as another giggle escaped. "Ehenough."
His arm shook slightly with the effort to keep it up.
"Drop the sword and I'll stop." Wilbur could hear the grin in their voice.
"Or do you not want this to stop?" Eret lowered her voice to a whisper again. Wilbur squealed and turned tried to turn his head away.
That was the final straw. His face flushed from the tease and his quiet laughter only increased. Wilbur dropped the sword and tried to bring his arm down but Eret decided at that moment that they would help keep his arm up.
"Tkl tkl tkl." Eret whispered. He switched his tactic to scribbling over his friends sides and ribs now.
Wilbur let out more endearing laughter and tried to get away from the feeling. Eret laughed softly at his weak attempts to get away.
"You're not even trying that hard to get away." She said out loud. They let go on Wilbur's arm to used both hands to scribble and claw on his stomach.
Wilbur screeched and actually laughed instead of the weak giggles from before. He bated his hands at Erets, but in his weak ended state it did next to nothing.
The screech caught the attention of anyone who wasn't already watching the scene between the two friends.
"All it took to take down the president was a little bit of tickling." The presidents face flushed more and his (fake) protests increased.
"Maybe I should keep you alive just to hear your cute laughter." Eret continued.
"NOHOOH EHEREHT STOP!" Wilbur wheezed.
"I didn't know someone could blush that red until I met you!" Eret said with a laugh.
Wilbur swore he was going to kill Eret.
"TommyInnit! Watch this!" Eret called to Tommy over the others laughter.
Tommy was about to reply in a friendly way, but remembered when they had said earlier. Pretend it's in the script.
"What are you doing to my brother?" Tommy glared. It was so hard to keep a straight face while watching the wholesome interaction.
"This is what he gets for not surrendering when he has the chance!" Eret grinned before breaking character, "but seriously watch this. He just melts if you do this." Eret smiled fondly as he skittered his fingers along Wilbur's collarbone and up to his jaw and back.
The loud boisterous laughter left, only for soft and happy giggles to replace it. Tommy coed at his unofficial brother while the latter stopped trying to get Erets hands away.
"Then, if I do this," Erets mischievous smile returned as she blew a raspberry onto Wilbur's neck. The brunet screeched and his knees collapsed under him. Eret laughed and gently lowered him to the ground before standing up.
"He just crumbles!" Eret finished the sentence.
Tommy laughed and crouched infront of Wilbur.
"You good big man?" The blond grinned.
Wilbur nodded and his breath returned to normal.
"Well, no matter how endearing that was, we have to pack up now. It's getting late." Phil yelled from the audience.
Wilburs face flushed again when he looked around to see everyone had been watching.
"I hate you." Wilbur mumbled to Eret. The other just laughed and helped him up.
"No more changes to the script okay? It's perfect." Eret said honestly.
"But-" Wilbur got cut off.
"Nope. And if you don't agree to this I'll just do that again." Wilbur punched his friend in the shoulder lightly.
"Fine. No more changes." Wilbur sighed.
Eret grinned the victory and immediately texted everyone.
Theatre bitches
Bi-con
Good news! Will agreed no
more changes to the script
Everyone say thank you Eret
TommyInnit (aka gremlin)
Thank you Eret
Niki :)
Thank you Eret!
Furry
Thanks
Finally, they could all stop worrying about the script and that scene.
(I don't really keep up with lore, so if this is out of character for these two, I apologize. Also hello!!)
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"You're really bad at this game, y'know..." Eret commented, almost glumly, as if it was them in the predicament.
"F-Fuhuhuck... youhu..."
"This sounds like a bad comedy sketch. What happens when you tell Foolish to not move? He moves!"
"Ihihi... ha-hahahahte youhu..."
"You're not supposed to talk either," added Eret. "The game is Statue. The point is to be still and silent."
"Thahat's ki-kihihihinda hahard..."
"Make do," Eret dismissed, trailing the feather from Foolish's bicep to his inner elbow, suppressing a fond smile as he watched his friend squirm in his stair-chair, biting his lips in a poor effort to keep from laughing.
I posted this ages ago on wattpad back before I knew how to properly to post here but I decided to edit it to be platonic instead of romantic though so here you go!
You and your best friend eret were simply hanging out for a bit before starting stream it was gonna be a special stream because it was eret's birthday and of course he just had to make a big fuss before hand about how he's exactly 11 days older than you are.
"Isn't it just great how I'm a whole 11 days older than you?" He smirked knowing it would annoy you, you sigh and roll your eyes but then decide to play along. "No it's terrible-" You huff and cross your arms pouting at him, he pouts back and says "Awe does it really upset you that much?" You simply turn your head not responding "y/nnnn please don't be mad I was just kidding" Once again you don't respond simply keeping your head turned,but he's gentle yet quick to turn your head towards him and to begin peppering platonic kisses on your cheeks and jaw line... being sure to begin to make exaggerated kissing noises as he notices you almost starting to crack a smile "mwah mwah mwah mwah!" As you begin squirming away from him his hands begin to move to your sides and he’s quick to notice your jump,they break away quickly smiling brightly as they say
"What was that?" You try so hard to act casual and just shrug your shoulders trying to keep your vow to yourself of not smiling and deciding not to talk as well, seeing as talking would make trying not to smile harder... They roll their eyes and say "Okay we both know what that was so either you can smile and talk to me on your own accord or I have means to make you..." You cross your arms and shake your head no at her… She smirks and snickers before shrugging and saying "Alright then suit yourself..." They're quick to begin wiggling their fingers up and down your sides causing for you to start squirming and thrashing on instinct and fighting so hard already to try and not smile...something eret is quick to notice "Oh already struggling are we my dear?" You begin to blush from the teases and shake your head no once again crossing your arms "Well I guess we should take this up a notch then"
They begin scratching quickly but lightly at your sides while beginning to utter teases in a baby voice "Tickle tickle tickle Y/N! Come on my dear laugh for me come on your laugh is soooo cute let me hear it!" Upon hearing the teases you're unable to last on the silence front and barely holding on to not smiling... "Ssshhuutt uuppp" He raises an eyebrow and smiles at your reaction "Oh finally talking I see... what's the matter can't handle the teases my dear? Are they too much for you? Or do you like them? Do you like it? Or is it all the above?"
You're face is about the brightest red possible as you can't help but now break a smile as your giggles turn to laughter "NoooOOHHOOO-"HA I WIN!" He stops and gets off you cheering but then notices you pouting for real this time and is quick to kneel by you and cup your face lovingly "y/n what's wrong? Are you upset I won?" You're quick to shake your head as you say "No no it's not that it's just that- I um- I didn't..." She smiles softly looking at you with the softest and cutest eyes as she says "You didn't want me to stop did you?" You shake your head no shyly as they laugh softly
"You really are adorable you know that dear? Now how long do you want me to tickle you for?" You shyly and shakingly say "I um I'm...not sure... I guess until I ask you to stop-" He smiles even wider as he awes at you and lightly presses a platonic kiss to your forehead "Alright then my dear shall we continue?" And so for the next 10 minutes or so only your laughter and giggles are heard but the next 10 minutes eret's laughter and giggles begin to ring out, soon after you guys go prepare for stream and the comments come flooding in noticing your read faces and slightly wild hair seeing as you both forgot to brush it before hand... many ask what happened and some suspect certain activities but you and eret simply laugh and eret says
“Hey hey hey no mention of that kind of talk please especially since we’re just friends! But for your information we were not doing that I just simply was reminded of something very adorable about Y/N" He quickly gives your stomach a couple scratches causing for you to let out a squeak and attempt to curl up. Comments quickly flood in stating how adorable that is and as he stops and is distracted you're quick to say "Well I also remembered something very adorable about Eret as well!" You push her chair back slightly to be sure she won't hit the desk and a squeal breaks past his lips as his knees shoot up upon feeling your hands quickly squeeze them. He quickly tries to shove your hands off, giggling as he says "Ahahahllright chat there's the big secret we were having a tickle fight!" You silently glare at him for saying the word but say nothing as he simply smirks and you guys continue stream as normal... for the most part apart from occasional pokes and quick scratches to mess the other up mid game and having eret blow out a surprise cupcake and looking at birthday fanart to end off the stream
I think that, in public, her kisses with her lover are quick and sweet.
She'd give her lover little Eskimo kisses in public or in front of their friends/allies.
I also see her as someone who would kiss her lover's cheek or nose too - in public or in private. These would be followed up with small little giggles too.
In private, she definitely gets a little more playful with her kisses. Niki would pepper her lover's face with kisses during cuddle sessions.
Also - forehead kisses. She loves giving her lover forehead kisses.
In a more romantic moment, Niki would give her lover more passionate kisses. Her lips would connect with theirs, and the two would engulf into a longer kiss.
She would wrap her arms around her lover's torso during these kisses, pulling them into a slightly loose but loving embrace.
After these kisses, Niki would look into her partner's eyes, a look in her own eyes that meant one thing. "I love you."
Rooibos Tea - What’s their favorite thing to do with their S/O?
Honestly, I think Niki would really like baking with her S/O. Canonically, Niki's occupation in L'Manburg (back when it wasn't... gone) was a baker.
If you don't know how to bake, or if you don't know any recipes, Niki will gladly teach you, or help you around the kitchen.
At some point, Niki would take a small handful of flour, and either ruffle it into your hair or put it on your back/shoulder just to play around with you.
You do get her back though, as you pat some flour on her in lighthearted revenge.
She doesn't have a preference as to what she would want to bake, so she either leaves it up to you, or the two of you bake the default options of cupcakes or cookies.
Rosehip Tea - How romantic are they? How do they show affection?
Niki is a fairly romantic person, in my opinion.
She likes to do little things for her lover to show that she loves them,
Niki would kiss her partner good morning, good night, hello, and goodbye. All accompanied with a soft smile.
She would compliment her partner whenever she could. From their attire to their laugh to how beautiful their eyes are. Anything to get a smile from the person she loves.
She also holds her S/O’s hand in public as her thumb gently caresses the back of their hand. She thinks that your hands fit perfectly together.
When you’re doing something, Niki will come up behind you and wrap her arms around you, thus pulling you into an embrace.
As stated at the beginning of this post, Niki likes to be a little playful. She will start pillow fights or small play fights with her S/O during cuddle sessions. She loves seeing you smiling and laughing.
Lemon Tea - What are mornings like with them?
Mornings with Niki change from time to time. One day, she could be up early and making breakfast in the kitchen, and the next, she would be cuddling her S/O while trying to wake up herself.
When she's up making breakfast in the morning, she tries not to make much noise as she doesn't want to disturb you. If she was to accidentally make a sound, Niki would softly cuss herself and pick up/quiet down whatever had made that noise.
She'd then peek into the room the two of you shared to see if you were asleep. If you were, she would be relieved that the noise didn't wake you.
If you were awake due to that noise, Niki would apologize and claim that she was making breakfast.
In more sleepy mornings, Niki will place a sleepy kiss on your cheek or forehead. She would mumble a soft "Good morning."
She would loosely wrap her arms around her lover's body just to be close to them. Her sweet hibiscus pink hair would be a bit of a mess, but it would still be beautiful nonetheless.
Niki would ask them what they would want to do today. If they wanted to do something with Niki today, she would be down for that and would talk more about it during breakfast.
If her lover had a job, she would [rather sleepily] ask if they could lay in bed with her for a few more minutes.
If you could, she would move closer to you and just bask in your presence. If you couldn't, Niki would understand and would help you get ready.
Eret [our q u e e n]
Milk Tea - What are their kisses like?
Eret's kisses switch from being playful and teasy to more romantic and deep.
If she's feeling more playful, she'll lean towards his S/O to kiss them on the lips and pull away when they are about to connect their lips with his.
That, or they'll change the place where they kiss their lover. They'd act like they're about to kiss their lips, and then kiss their lover's cheek or nose last second.
He thinks that his S/O's reactions to those kinds of kisses are adorable, and he will laugh lightheartedly.
If you play along with this and walk away "angrily", she will laugh and call out to you.
"Wait - wait no, ___! Come bahack. I'm sorry, love!"
If you were to return those playful kisses by kissing them elsewhere than his lips or pulling away, they will chuckle and play along.
"Oh, I see how it is... Meanie."
In a more romantic setting, Eret's kisses will be gentle but passionate. He won't go in hard unless his partner wants a more rougher kiss. If they do, he will oblige.
Eret will gently rub her S/O's back during a romantic kiss. She would possibly cup or caress their cheek(s) if they were sharing a romantic kiss too.
Eret will kiss the back of his S/O's hand if he is out on a date with them and wants to get a reaction out of them.
Rooibos Tea - What’s their favorite thing to do with their S/O?
Eret's favorite thing to do with his S/O is dancing with them in his ballroom. It gives the guy a little bit of a break from what's going on, and it lets him have fun.
She doesn't really mind if her S/O knows how to dance or not. As long as they're having fun and moving to the beat, she's happy!
They don't necessarily have a preference as to what music they listen to or dance to - upbeat songs, jazz music, classical, KPop, waltz - they enjoy many genres. He usually plays more upbeat music when dancing with his lover.
I headcanon that Eret knows a few fun little dance moves. The Jazz Square, the Top Rock, Charleston, and Snap Kicks are just a few of them he knows.
He strikes me as the kind of person who would do the Shuffle or Black Essence just to be a playful goofball, and to see his lover laugh.
If they want to have a more "sophisticated" dance with their S/O, they would play classical or waltz-like music. They'd then try to act all royal and say something along the lines of
"May I have this dance, my beloved, ____?"
She would pick you up and spin you around a few times during these "sophisticated" dances.
Honestly, Eret wants you to have a good time while dancing around.
Rosehip Tea - How romantic are they? How do they show affection?
I view Eret as a fairly romantic person as well.
He strikes me as someone who would really like spending quality time or giving (and receiving) physical affection with his S/O. I think he'd also enjoy gift giving.
He would make a cape for his S/O that would look similar to his. That way, the two of you could match!
She would also enjoy holding your hands in public. That, or the two of you could link arms while walking around in public like royalty.
If you were to hold hands, they would swing your arms as the two of you walked around.
She likes to infuse some fun into your guys' relationship. Life can be stressful, so she tries to do some fun activities with you.
Challenging you to card/board games, building blanket forts... oh! There was also that one time they chased their lover around with water balloons.
This ended up with the relatiation of a bucket of water getting dumped on him.
He kinda deserved it for throwing all those water balloons.
They like cuddling their S/O when they're both being chill and calm. They don't mind being the little spoon or the big spoon - whichever makes their S/O most comfortable.
He can and WILL play with their hair. He'd put small braids into his S/O's hair if he was allowed to.
Eret will nuzzle her lover at random times with a soft smile on his face. She would tell them how much she loved them during these sessions. If you're ticklish? She'll try to tickle you.
Saturdays are your date days/nights! Eret will take you to grassy areas at night to stargaze. She'll have a candle-lit dinner with you. She'll take you for late evening/night boat rides.
She'd also be willing to hear your ideas for dates as well. She's willing to experiment and spice things up!
Lemon Tea - What are mornings like with them?
Eret tends to wake up around the same time as his lover does.
He'll move a little closer to them and wrap his arms around them, wanting to hold them close for a little while. He'd murmur a nearly-quiet "Good morning, love."
She would want to stay in bed with them for a little while and just bask in their presence.
If they had to leave or get up, he will make a little whiny sound and ask them if they could stay in bed with him for a little while longer. If they say no, he will understand but will give them a little pout.
On off-days when their S/O doesn't have anything to do (work, meeting up with friends, etc}, Eret will try to convince them to stay in bed with him and cuddle for a bit.
In-bed cuddles consist of half-sleepy kisses, the two of you constantly telling the other "I love you.", sleepy cuddles, and just softness in general.
Eventually, the two of you will have to get up. Eret insists on making breakfast for the two of you. If you wish to cook breakfast, however, she wouldn't mind and would let you.
Some mornings, the two of you make breakfast together. This happens when you both insist that you make breakfast. It's a compromise for you two.
summary: tubbo gets badly hurt, and a friend comes by his side to restore him back to health. in the process, they rediscover something interesting.
GUESS WHO’S MOTIVATION TO WRITE CAME BACK??? IT’S MINE!!! anyways i believe in tubbo and eret having a sibling-like bond supremacy
warning: this is a sfw tickle fic! don’t read if that makes you uncomfortable :]
content warnings: injuries, blood
Tubbo was… not exactly having the best day.
Actually, scratch that. Tubbo was having a horrible fucking day.
He knew it from the instant he woke up. It was just a feeling rooted in his stomach that today wasn’t going to be a good day. And he was definitely right.
So first, Ranboo was gone. He had plans to take Michael up on a small trip, which left Tubbo in the mansion all by himself. He also woke up feeling a little sickly and under the weather, maybe he had come down with some sort of cold? Regardless, it kept him in his bed for the majority of the morning.
After he felt well enough to get out of bed, he felt like hanging out with someone, anyone. But anytime he messaged someone, he’d just get a response of denial. Eret and Foolish were busy working on a build, Tommy had a therapy session, and Sam was watching the prison, to name a few inconveniences.
He ended up going outside and just wandering around. He didn’t really have any sort of purpose or destination, he just needed to do something to keep himself busy. Tubbo walked around for what felt like days, eventually getting to a forestry area on the outskirts, and later, a cave. Well, maybe he could go and get some materials? If he couldn’t do anything fun today, he’d at least do something productive. He didn’t really have any good tools on him, though. Ah, whatever. It’s not like he needed a ton anyway.
Little did Tubbo know, it would’ve definitely been a better idea to just mind his own business. Or go back and get better tools. Anything except for going into the cave with what he already had.
For starters, Tubbo only had a handful of torches on him. And he ran out. Very quickly. Not very convenient. And it didn’t take long for him to run into mobs either. He was able to fight them off for a bit, but not for long. Soon, he ended up taking hit after hit. Creeper explosion after creeper explosion. Zombie punch after zombie punch. And for the grand finale, a skeleton shooting an arrow right into his stomach.
Everything hurts.
In all honesty, Tubbo was a little shocked that he made it out alive.
He got out of the cave, and it was still nightfall. The young boy stumbled along the ground, leaning up against a nearby tree. He could see that he was leaving a trail of blood in his path. Fuck. He wasn’t even sure where he was, in all honesty. Would he even be able to get home in this state? Taking the arrow out of his stomach would just make him endure more pain than what he was currently feeling, and he wasn’t sure if he wanted to put up with that right now. Tubbo could feel himself slowly becoming unconscious.
Was this the end?
The next time Tubbo opened his eyes, it was very slowly. He was definitely in less pain, but he still felt very weak. He was laying down on a soft surface, and could hear the repeated sound of footsteps. He tried to sit up, only to groan at the feeling of a pain in his stomach.
“Oh, thank goodness, you’re awake.”
Tubbo turned around slowly, instantly recognizing the voice of a friend.
“…Eret?” He asked, only to wince in pain afterward. The king, who had been standing on the other side of the room, quickly rushed to his aid.
“Shhh, here. Lie down.” Eret said, gently laying Tubbo back down on the bed that he was in.
“What… What happened?” He asked weakly, watching his friend sit in a chair next to him.
“Well… I don’t know what you went through, but I was running out into the forest, because I was running low on building materials. I found you lying against a tree… and you looked really badly wounded. I honestly thought you were dead at first, I was terrified.” An expression of worry and fear overtook Eret’s face as they explained themselves. “I managed to pick you up and take you back to my castle, and get you patched up a little bit. I’ve been staying here ever since, you’ve been asleep for nearly a day.”
When Eret finished, Tubbo looked down to see that the arrow there before was now gone. Lifting up his shirt, he saw that his abdomen had been wrapped in bloody bandages.
“…Thank you, Eret.” He nodded, thankful to have such a caring friend.
“Hey, what kind of king would I be to just leave you there?” Eret asked softly, chuckling afterwards. “Also, you were asleep, but Tommy came by to visit earlier. I’m not quite sure if he’ll admit it, but he shed quite a few tears.”
Tubbo couldn’t help but smile at the thought of Tommy claiming he hadn’t cried. He started to chuckle, but pain shot through his body, and he held onto his stomach. Eret quickly leaned over him, holding him lightly.
“Are you okay? What’s wrong?” They asked.
Tubbo stayed silent for a few moments, looking up at his friend. “…It hurts to laugh.” He said, sadness in his own voice.
Eret sighed, examining the condition of their friend. “You should probably get some rest.” They suggested.
“But I just woke up…” Tubbo whined. The king chuckled, shaking their head and adjusting the blankets on the bed.
“I know, I know. But you’re still badly hurt.”
“…Fine.” He mumbled, sinking underneath the covers.
For the next three days, Tubbo spent a lot of time resting. Eret was a gracious caretaker, making food for Tubbo to eat and staying by his side consistently. They’d also keep Tubbo entertained with stories and long conversations. Being told to stay in bed for days wasn’t what Tubbo preferred, but Eret being by his side made it all the better.
Tubbo had forgotten how much he had enjoyed talking to Eret. The two of them were both normally quite busy people, and didn’t talk to each other as much as they used to. However, Eret always seemed to be up to something interesting. Both of them had been keeping each other entertained, laughing at each other’s jokes and stories.
“You’re feeling better.” Eret smiled with realization, watching as Tubbo laughed at one of their stories.
“I guess so!” Tubbo grinned, noticing how he didn’t feel any pain.
“Actually, now that I think about it, that wound you got from the arrow is probably healed by now. I can probably remove your bandages.” The monarch stated. “Tubbo, would you mind lifting your shirt up?”
“Oh, sure.” Tubbo sat up, unbuttoning the bottom buttons of his shirt and lifting it up to the bottom of his ribs. Leaning over, Eret carefully pressed their fingers along Tubbo’s side, trying to find where the bandage started. Once they started to trail their fingers along his side, however, Tubbo yelped and shoved Eret’s hands away.
They looked at him with surprise, before a lightbulb went off in their head, and they smiled. “Sorry. Forgot about how ticklish you are.” They chuckled as Tubbo rolled his eyes.
“I’m not that bad, it just surprised me.” He groaned. Eret shook their head, continuing to try and find the beginning of the bandage. Tracing along Tubbo’s back, they could feel his body start to shake, and see his smile growing larger.
“Tubbo, you need to hold still.” Eret chuckled.
“I’m tryihing!” Insisted the younger.
“What was that about saying you weren’t that ticklish?”
“I’m not!”
“I’m just teasing you.” They laughed softly, finding the end of the bandage. They carefully manuvered around Tubbo’s middle, unwrapping the bandage bit by bit. Despite Tubbo’s struggle to say in place, Eret removed all of the dirty bandages, placing them on the ground. There was still a scar from where the arrow had pierced him, but it looked like it was pretty much fully healed.
“It’s a battle scar.” Tubbo grinned. Eret smiled as well, hoping that the scar was healed fully, and Tubbo wouldn’t have to stay in bed anymore. They placed a finger on his scar, poking it gently. The ram-hybrid squeaked, giggling childishly.
“It doesn’t hurt at all, does it?” They asked, worried. With a smile, Tubbo shook his head, and Eret let out a sigh of relief. They traced around the scar with curiousity, and could tell that Tubbo was genuinely trying not to make things harder for them.
An idea spawned in Eret’s mind, and they smirked to themselves. They poked at Tubbo’s scar again, making him giggle softly. The monarch continued to poke at the scar, and Tubbo’s giggles grew into soft laughter.
“Eheherehehet!” He laughed, pushing their hand away.
“What? I’m just trying to make sure you feel better!” Eret grinned, poking all over his stomach now.
“Well, it’s your fault for being so ticklish, then.” They teased, their pokes becoming more rapid. Tubbo let out an assortment of giggles and squeaks, much to Eret’s delight. As an act of defense, Tubbo grabbed one of the pillows on the bed and started to hit Eret with it.
“ACK- wahahait!” Eret laughed, trying to grab the pillow from him.
“Aha! Take that, bitch!” Tubbo grinned, the two of them laughing at the playful situation. After a few more hits, they grabbed the pillow from Tubbo’s hands, throwing it to the ground and out of his reach.
“Oh, Tubbo. You are really in for it, now.” They chuckled evilly.
It didn’t take any time at all for the fear to set in for Tubbo, who instantly backed away from Eret, moving to the other side of the bed. “W-Wait! Eheret! I’m sorry!” He insisted, but was only greeted with Eret moving and sitting next to him on the bed.
“You brought this on yourself.” Eret grinned, wiggling their fingers.
“Eheherehet! I prohomihise, I’m sohoHOHORRY! EHEREHET! NOHOHO!!” Tubbo shrieked as he felt fingers dig into his sides.
“Wow, I had no idea you were this ticklish, Tubbo!” They grinned, fluttering fingers over the other’s stomach.
“SHUHUHUT THE FUHUCK UHUP!!” He barked back through ticklish laughter, kicking his legs and attempting to get away, but Eret held him in place firmly. Damn, they were a lot stronger than he remembered.
“Hey! That’s not nice! I think you’ll have to learn your lesson!” Eret slowed down the pace of their fingers, but curled them into Tubbo’s sides to keep him in place.
“Yohou’re a biHIhitch.” He said while squirming back and forth.
They gasped. “Am I now?!”
“Yeheah, you ahare!”
“Hmm, you’re so rude.” Eret shook their head. “You definitely deserve what’s coming your way.”
Giggling evilly, Eret turned Tubbo so that he was laying face up, pulled closer towards them. With a deep inhale, they quickly leaned down and blew a raspberry on their stomach, shaking their head so that their hair lightly trailed along his belly as well. They were delighted by the scream that came out of Tubbo’s mouth, that dissolved into giggly laughter.
“NAHAHAHAHA- EHEHERET!”
“Tubbo!” They mimicked, moving their hands up and down his ribs and sides. After a few more playful moments, they stopped, sitting next to Tubbo and watching him catch his breath.
“Yohou suhuhuck.” Tubbo giggled as he laid across the bed.
“Oh, come on. We both know you were having fun.” Eret smirked. Tubbo’s face heated up, and Eret laughed when he grabbed a pillow to cover his face.
“Luckily, the fact that you went through all of that without hurting yourself means that you’re definitely healed.” They stated, which made Tubbo remove the pillow and sit up with intriguement.
“Wait, really?” He asked, his eyes glimmering.
“Well, yeah. I mean, you took those tickles like a champion.” Eret poked Tubbo’s side a couple more times, laughing as the other squeaked and pushed their hand away.
“Well, that’s definitely good news.” Tubbo nodded, buttoning his shirt back up so that Eret couldn’t try to be sneaky again. Both of them got off of the bed, and Tubbo took a few steps forward.
“Man, it feels like I haven’t walked in years!” The young boy said with excitement.
“You’ve only been here for a few days, and you didn’t even spend all of that time in bed.” Eret grinned, amused.
“Yeah, but it was most of it!” He whined, making the two of them laugh. “…I really do approcate you taking care of me until I get better, Eret. It really means a lot.”
“Hey, it’s no problem.” They nodded. Tubbo wrapped their arms around them in a hug, and Eret did the same, the two of them embracing each other.
“Wait, so you think I’m fully back to health? Like, I can do anything?” Tubbo asked after he let go.
“Well, maybe not anything. I’d rest on any major physical activities for a few days, but you can probably do most things without feeling pain.” Eret nodded.
“Perfect!” Tubbo took a couple steps backward. “Do you know what that means I can do?”
“Hm? What?”
“THIS!”
“Wh- AH! Hey! TubbOHO- WahaHAIT!”
“Revenge, bitch!”
Tubbo quickly tackled Eret back onto the bed, curling his fingers into their sides. The king threw their head back and laughed wholeheartedly, trying to pry his hands off. They had it coming, to be fair. In fact, Tubbo was probably planning this the second they had stopped their own attack.
They both had forgotten how much they missed each other’s company. Eret’s hospitality meant a lot to Tubbo, and Eret was more than happy to have someone stay with them in the castle for a bit.
They would really have to start hanging out with each other again.
