ahhh awesome!! how abt 61 with lee!shauna ler!jackie ?? tysm!!!
Prompt 61 - "You'd better keep quiet!"
A/N: yesssss give me some deranged forest girlies. jk setting this back at home when Shauna is pining hard for her tragic bestie.
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“You’d better keep quiet!” Jackie whispered harshly as she threw a hand over Shauna’s mouth to muffle her giggling.
“Mmmph! Ja-haha-mmmHH!” Shauna squealed into the hand, wiggling under the blankets like a worm as Jackie’s fingers scribbled up her side.
“Don’t want anybody to hear you! We’re gonna get in so much trouble if somebody comes up here! So shush!” Jackie scolded.
They remained that way, tangled up in a muffled, giggling ball of limbs in Jackie’s bed. It was a common occurrence at their sleepovers, one that Shauna didn’t mind one bit. Jackie could be feisty with her affection, and something in her loved to tickle the people she loved into giggly bliss. She’d complained to Shauna more than once that Jeff wasn’t very ticklish. Shauna found herself fulfilling yet another need for Jackie that no one else could – no one else would – do better. Shauna lost her train of thought, however, as Jackie’s fingers moved up to squeeze her ribs. She shrieked into the hand with a loud laugh, and Jackie laughed too, scolding her again.
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Jackie has gotten up perfectly on time! But to his shock, Marvin's still sleeping! With his mask, no less! Looks like Jackie's gotta take things into his own hands... But he's gotta make it snappy!
Technically a day late, but...Still kinda on time? Anyway, hope you enjoy!
Jackie spun himself out of bed the moment he heard his alarm clock go off. He threw on his hoodie, put on his black joggers, and adjusted his black mask. It was 8am, and Jackie-boy man was READY!
Now to get Marvin!
Jackie walked up to Marvin’s room, and knocked on the door. “Marvin?” Jackie called. He waited for a few seconds, before knocking again. “Helloooo? Marvin?” Jackie called again. Not getting an answer, Jackie opened the door and looked in the room.
His bedroom was covered in magician paraphernalia. His cloak was floating beside the door, while Marvin could be seen sleeping in his bed.
“Marvin…” Jackie walked into the room and looked at the green magic that was surrounding the man. “You fell asleep with your mask on again.” Jackie said, walking up to the bed.
Marvin didn’t move. He didn’t even flinch at the sound of Jackie’s voice…Marvin was deep in his dreams, and Jackie noticed this right away.
Wanting to bring Marvin out of REM sleep, Jackie reached out for the mask. But to Jackie’s surprise, a hand lifted and stopped his arm dead in its tracks. Jackie stared at the hand with wide eyes, recognizing the hand to be Marvin’s. Apparently, Marvin did NOT want him grabbing his mask.
Jackie brought his hand back, and watched as Marvin’s hand let go of his wrist. Jackie looked around the bed a bit, and reached his hand out towards his shoulder instead.
Though the other hand raised up, it paused when Jackie lowered his hand onto his shoulder. Slowly, Marvin’s other hand lowered back to its original position.
Jackie started gently shaking him. “Marvin?” He called. “Wake up, dude.”
Again, Marvin didn’t react in any way. The only moves Marvin had made, were due to Jackie moving the man himself. Starting to notice the pattern, Jackie moved his hand back and began to think.
Hmmm…Marvin had never woken up the traditional way whenever his mask was on…He knew that based on experiences from now, and from his past. Jackie was gonna need to be determined in order to wake him up.
Jackie grabbed the blanket surrounding Marvin, and pulled it off him. Marvin’s body didn’t move…however, his hand moved up for a moment…only for the hand to lower again.
Jackie placed the blanket down against his lower legs and looked at Marvin from the top of his head, to his knees.
Okay…now what?
Jackie stared at the man for a couple more seconds, before checking his watch.
[8:17am]
Damn…It’s already been 15 minutes…And Marvin’s still not up. Jackie began to grow worried. With the mask, Marvin could be focusing on the magic for upwards of an hour…And Marvin’s was supposed to be up at 8:30am! The man REALLY needs to get up.
Jackie placed his hands onto his left wrist. “Marvin?” He raised up Marvin’s arm using the magician’s long-sleeve blue shirt. Jackie smiled a little bit. It looked like Marvin was a ragdoll, and it looked a little funny. Jackie continued to hold up his arm, and started poking Marvin’s belly. “Helloooooo?”
Marvin's body didn’t move at all…But his face certainly did. Jackie noticed the smallest of smiles filling his cheeks for just a moment…before it dropped to the same sleepy face. This little smile alone, reminded him of a little fact about his magician friend. And to be frank…
It gave Jackie the perfect idea…
Jackie raised his hand a little higher, and went back to poking his belly. One of these pokes was bound to wake him up. And if they didn’t, then hopefully the pokes will distract him out of his dreamland.
The smile returned, only bigger this time. And the green magic that surrounded him was moving around a little bit more.
Whatever that meant…Jackie wasn’t sure. But regardless, Jackie smirked. “Well…I guess I gotta turn it up a notch.”
Jackie placed Marvin’s hand down, and used both his hands to flutter against his belly. His left hand on his right side, his right hand on his left side. And just as he predicted, the smile grew.
Seeing this, Jackie kept going…And the longer he went, the more things started to change. Marvin started to tilt his head! And soon, some sleepy little chuckles began to leave his mouth.
“Hehe…Heehee…Haaa…Haahahaaah-” Marvin mumbled.
Marvin’s smiles were usually quite contagious…and this time was certainly no different. Soon, Jackie’s own face began to hurt from how much he was smiling too.
“Ohokay, okay. Let’s speed this up a little.” The superhero told himself.
Jackie increased the speed of his tickling, and began to target more spots. Now it wasn’t just the stomach…but it was his sides, his ribs and his ab muscles.
“Hehehehe- Haha-hahaha!” Marvin’s laughter grew louder and less mumbly.
Jackie smiled brightly at first, expecting him to wake up…only for his smile to drop when Marvin DIDN’T wake up.
“Come on, Marvin…Ya stubborn bastard…” He mumbled. “If you really want to get to work on time, then now’s the time to do it.” Jackie muttered.
“Hahahaha- Dohon’t! Nohow’s nohohot-!” Marvin was using words now!
Jackie widened his eyes. What in the world was he doing?! “Are-” Jackie raised an eyebrow. “Are you sleep-talking now?!” Jackie asked.
But that wasn’t even the strangest part…
The strangest part was the fact that Marvin wasn’t even protecting himself! His arms hadn’t moved on their own since the defensive grabs!
But occasionally, Jackie did notice some hand movements. Whenever he went for Marvin’s belly button for example, Marvin’s hands would tighten in a fist. And whenever Jackie tickled up his ribs, Marvin would wiggle his feet. Though Jackie couldn’t see his feet due to the blanket, it was safe to say that the little bit of blanket moving up and down was likely his feet trying to kick as if he was a ballerina.
Jackie chuckled. While he seemed to be having a lot of fun, Marvin only had 9 minutes before he had to go to work. So it looked like he was gonna have to use his ultimate power:
Speed-tickling attack, GO!
Jackie started tickling absolutely everywhere at super-speed. He would tickle his right ribs for a few seconds, before tickling his left ribs. Then he’d go there for a few moments, before going for the armpits for a second or two. It was constant switching around and moving to different spots, only for him to go back to the same spots again.
Any my god, was the laughter all over the place!
On his ribs, Marvin’s laughter sounded bubbly and happy.
“Bahahaha! GAHAhahaha!”
Meanwhile his laughter grew giggly when his belly was attacked.
“Eeeeheeheeheehee! Heeheeheehee- Dohon’t!”
His laughter would turn all squeaky everytime his neck was tickled too.
And last but not least…His laughter would grow to full-on cackles if his armpits were attacked.
“OHOHO-FUHUCK! NOHOHOHO! AAAHAHAHAHAHA!”
But it wasn’t until Jackie gave Marvin’s hips a little tickle, that everything erupted. Marvin’s arms moved up to defend himself, his knees went up to his chest, and his laughter became a little more wild. “NAHAHAT THEHEHERE! P-PLEHEHEASE STAHAHAP! STOHOP IHIHIT!”
Fearing he may kill the magician, Jackie finally stopped tickling him and took off his mask. With the mask off, Jackie hoped and prayed that Marvin would wake up completely. And sure enough, he did. Save for the little giggles that escaped his mouth occasionally, Marvin was okay.
“Hehe…Hehe-” Marvin cleared his throat to stop the giggles as he got himself up. “Whahat the…” Marvin cleared his throat again.
“You okay, man?” Jackie asked.
Marvin let out a breath. “Whahahat hahappened?” Marvin cleared his throat. “Good lord, Whahat- Whahahat ihis that?” Marvin asked, wiping off his abdomen.
“Uhhhh…A little wake-up call…” Jackie replied.
“Wake-up call?” Marvin asked.
“No time to explain. You’re supposed to be at work now.” Jackie told him, showing him the time.
[8:31am]
“SHIT!” Marvin grabbed his floating cloak and his mask from Jackie’s hand. “I’m LATE!” He sprinted out the door.
“Wow…No ‘thank you’? No ‘can you fly me’?” Jackie asked.
“I don’t have-” Marvin paused. “Oh, right. Thank you.” Marvin said. “And…Can you fly me?” He asked, trying to sound slightly charming to earn a ‘yes’.
Jackie laughed. “Sure! But only if you drop the act.” He told him, lowering himself down slightly.
“Thanks, mate…” Marvin muttered as he was lifted up.
“No problem.” Jackie replied, flying towards the door. “Watch your head!”
Marvin lowered his head, missing the doorframe. “Already ahead of ya.” Marvin told him. “You know where it is?” He asked.
“Of course I do! I stop by there once a week!” Jackie told him.
“Damn…Is it really that easy to find it?” Marvin asked.
“Not really…I still go to the wrong door half the time.” Jackie replied.
Henrik ends up in a mandatory CPR course due to missing the CPR course provided by the hospital. But this unfortunate circumstance ends up providing Henrik a brand new friend...
This fanfic was suggested by Shannon. I hope you enjoy!!
This is how Henrik met Jackie:
Henrik was due to get his CPR certificate renewed again for the next 5 years. And because of circumstances, Henrik had to miss the hospital’s colleague-specific CPR course. Later, his boss had told him the only other way to do the CPR course that was required for him, was to go through a 2-day similar course offered to the outsiders by the ambulance company. This meant he was put with a mix of college/Uni adults getting their certificates for school, as well as parents and EA’s, CYW’s and ECE’s. Henrik was originally dreading having to do the CPR course with complete strangers. Though he didn’t realize that things were about to get so much better for him.
You see, a certain superhero was also going to be taking the 2-day CPR course. In fact, it would be the exact same day and time as Henrik’s CPR course would be. Jackie had been wanting to keep his own CPR course up to date. And thanks to the connections he’d made with the ambulance team over the years, Jackie was able to get into the class without having to worry about revealing his secret identity to the surrounding strangers…So long as he wore his super suit to the CPR course. That was the only downside. His suit was built for handling the weather outside! Not to be cooped up in a classroom for hours on end. But…you gotta do what you gotta do.
When Henrik looked around the room before the course had started, he had quickly noticed the bright red suit and the blue mask the person was wearing. Wait a second…Was that Jackieboy Man?! THEE Jackieboy Man, the most well-known superhero of Brighton, England, was actually here in the room with him?! Doing a CPR course?! Who decided this?! What are the chances of ending up in this rare situation?!
At the beginning of the course, the course teacher had taken the time to welcome everyone to the course, and especially welcome Jackie personally to the course. She was honored to be able to teach everyone in the room, and vowed to treat Jackie like a fellow student in the class.
They went over the usual things like the heimlich maneuver (Or abdominal thrust, as it was now renamed), the CPR hand stance, the different types of CPR for different age groups, and steps for navigating a person with a lodged object in their throat. They made sure to go over what to do when the part of the airway is blocked and the person is conscious, when the object is completely blocking the airway while the person is conscious, and what to do when the person goes unconscious as a result of lack of airflow. They emphasized how important it was that everyone knew how to do the abdominal thrusts and CPR correctly, so people can be helped sooner, which in turn increases their chances of survival.
Despite knowing this stuff like the back of his hand, Henrik still found it helpful to review some of these maneuvers. It helped remind him of the different mistakes people often make when doing these maneuvers, and helped him remember what reminders to give his surgical residents when he gets back. By the time they had finished going over that part of the curriculum, it was time for a 30 minute break. To be honest, Henrik had forgotten about how hungry he was until the break was ordered. When he pulled out his lunch, he quickly grew famished. He pulled out his sandwich and started scrolling on his phone while eating the sandwich. He was so busy scrolling, that he was barely even registering the taste of shaved roast beef and ham sandwich with mustard and lettuce that he had put together that morning. He was already halfway done with the sandwich and was quickly going down a rabbit hole of updates on Reddit. Right now, he was currently updating himself on the latest posts that filled the community known as r/medicalgore. It was a community for medical professionals, patients’ experiences and curious normies who love to see things like that. He was currently looking at a picture of the small intestines present outside the stomach from Abdominal Compartment Syndrome.
Suddenly, he felt a finger touch his shoulder.
“Whatcha up-”
Henrik yelped and jumped, dropping his phone and freezing for a moment.
The person who had talked and touched him, quickly wheezed and doubled over. “HAHAhahaha! Ohoho my god- Did I scare you? Ihi’m so sorry!” The person reacted. “That was not my intention.” The person said, walking into Henrik’s field of view.
Henrik slowly groaned and sighed as he calmed down, rubbing his forehead. “Heilige Scheiße…” He mumbled to himself. “It’s fine, it’s fine. Just didn’t expect to-” Henrik looked up and widened his eyes when he saw who was talking to him…
It was Jackie! Jackie was not only looking at him, but was actually talking to him!
Jackie smiled and pulled up a chair. “Didn’t expect to get jumpscared today?” Jackie asked with a laugh as he sat down in the chair the wrong way. “Or didn’t expect to make friends?” Jackie asked as he leaned his arms on the back rest in front of him.
Henrik thought for a moment and shrugged his shoulders. “B-Both.” He replied as casually as he could muster.
“Do…you have a name?” Jackie asked him.
“Oh!” The doctor quickly cleared his throat and nodded. “Ja. I’m Henrik.” He said.
“Henry?” Jackie asked, holding out his hand.
“No, Henrik.” Henrik corrected, shaking his hand. “Henrik Von Schneeplestein.” Henrik replied.
Jackie widened his eyes and gasped as he slowly covered his mouth. “W-Wait…The German doctor from Brighton General?!” Jackie asked.
Henrik widened his eyes. “V-Vait…You know-” Henrik had to pause.
“Yes! People rave about you all over the city!” Jackie said.
Henrik smiled a bit and scratched the back of his head. “O-Oh…” He mumbled.
“And yet, no one seems to be able to tell me where to find you, how to get ahold of you...” Jackie explained. “Hell, there are people who barely know what you look like!” Jackie added.
Henrik bit his lip. “I try to keep a low profile.” Henrik admitted.
Jackie looked down and picked up something, before handing it to Henrik. “You kinda suck at that, by the way.” Jackie told him.
Henrik tilted his head as he took his phone, before looking at it. He widened his eyes when he saw the graphic picture that was still visible on his phone. Henrik chuckled awkwardly and closed it before putting it back into his pocket. “Ups…” Henrik muttered, sounding out the U as more of an OO sound.
“So…” Jackie leaned in slightly. “I don’t have anyone as a partner for practicing abdominal thrusts or CPR.” Jackie admitted. “You uh…” He bit his lip. “...You interested?” Jackie asked.
“You…vant me to vork vizh you?” Henrik asked.
Jackie nodded. “A MD with a PHD? and a superhero who uses it daily?” Jackie reacted. “We would be unstoppable.” Jackie told him quietly.
Henrik chuckled. “You sound like a villain yoining forces vizh ozher villains.” Henrik chuckled.
Jackie shrugged his shoulders. “I hear the monologues constantly.” Jackie replied. “I could play the part of a villain for a movie, and be given the award for ‘most accurate villainy’.” Jackie joked.
Henrik hung his head and laughed at him. “Vhyhy can I see zhat?” Henrik asked.
Jackie laughed as well. “Ohouch! My reputation is in shambles!” Jackie joked.
“Alright everyone, break will be over in 5 minutes.” The leader told the room.
Jackie sighed with overly dramatic annoyance on his face, while Henrik smiled slightly. “Ound yes.” Henrik said. “I vould love to be your partner.” He replied as he stood up and closed his lunch bag.
Jackie smiled brightly as he closed his own lunch bag, before putting it back into his big backpack.
When the class started up again, the teacher placed down CPR dummies in front of everyone. “Before we start with practicing on each other, we’re going to help you figure out how much you need to push down on the chest to get the heart pumping. To momentarily save everyone the pain of experiencing CPR in person, we will do this by practicing CPR on the dummies first.” The teacher told them.
Henrik put the CPR dummy down onto the ground and started pushing down on the dummy while watching Jackie do the same thing. The teacher walked around the room, making sure everyone was pushing down in the middle of the sternum until the plastic click went off in the middle of the dummy’s chest. Henrik was doing CPR on the dummy, but the teacher noticed that he was actually pushing slightly too hard. “Careful, careful Henrik.” The teacher stopped him and sat down in front of him. “You’re pushing too hard. If you keep going, you’ll break a rib and cause internal bleeding.” The teacher told him.
Henrik looked at the teacher, and intertwined his fingers before placing his palms on the chest again, waiting for the teacher’s instruction.
“Now: Push down lightly, to see how much pressure you really need.” She said softly.
Henrik pushed down a bit lighter, and found that the middle piece still clicked in the chest.
“Good, good. Now keep up that same pressure.” She said.
Henrik nodded and kept up a similar pressure. “Okay.” He replied.
She moved onto someone else before moving onto Jackie.
“Wow…Not bad at all, Jackie. But your elbows are bending a bit when you’re pushing.” She told him.
Jackie stopped pushing, and adjusted his elbows so they were a little more straight.
“Good.” She said. Now make sure you push with your body, not just your arms.” She said.
Jackie nodded and kept going.
She went over everyone else, before stopping the group CPR lesson. “Wonderful job, everyone. You can take a break.” She told them.
The students all stopped practicing on the dummies, and sat back into their seats.
“Put the dummies onto the floor under your desk.” She told them. When the students did as instructed, she cleared her throat. “Now, I would like you all to get into partners. We are going to try acting out the abdominal thrusts as well as the CPR. HOWEVER:” She spoke louder to make them listen. “You will not actually put force onto your partner, especially for practicing CPR. We don’t want to have to get an ambulance over here because one of you broke a rib while practicing.” She told them, making the class laugh slightly. She continued. “I would like you all to focus more on your hand placement rather than how deep your hands are going.” She added.
Henrik turned around to look behind him and smiled at Jackie. Jackie waved to him, and walked up to him when they were given permission to disperse.
Jackie looked at Henrik, and bit his lip. “Wanna go first?” He asked.
“As vhat? Zhe victim? Or zhe bystander?” Henrik asked.
“The bystander.” Jackie replied.
“Ok.” Henrik replied. “Heimlich? Or CPR?” Henrik asked.
“Heimlich first.” Jackie replied.
Jackie started to pretend to be choking. Henrik was about to cringe at first because…you don’t need to act it out…but…he quickly jumped into gear when he realized he was ‘wasting time’. Plus, Henrik quickly took back his initial reaction when he noticed Jackie’s choking act was eerily realistic. Henrik placed his right fist on the diaphragm, and placed his left hand over the fist to stabilize his position. Then, he started pretending to do abdominal thrusts before leaning Jackie forward and giving him 5 back blows.
Henrik continued this a couple more times before Jackie stopped him. “Okay, okay.” Jackie said. “I lost consciousness, and my lips are turning blue.” Jackie said, laying himself onto the ground.
“Right into zhe CPR, huh?” Henrik asked.
Jackie grabbed Henrik’s arm and pulled on it. “Dude, I’m gonna die!” Jackie reacted with a slight laugh.
“Okay, okay, mein Gott.” Henrik said before kneeling down and starting chest compressions. He did 30 of them, before pausing for a moment and starting another 30 chest compressions.
When Henrik finished the third 30 chest compressions, Jackie sat up and patted his shoulder. “Okay. That’s enough. Good job.” Jackie said.
Henrik rolled his eyes and shook his head with a small smile. “You’re a leetle bossypants.” Henrik teased.
“Well, yeah. Someone’s gotta be the boss when the world’s in danger.” Jackie added.
Henrik chuckled and helped Jackie up onto his feet. Henrik smiled and cleared his throat. “Okay. Your turn.” Henrik said.
“You gotta act it out first.” Jackie told him.
Henrik shook his head. “No can do.” He replied.
Jackie rolled his eyes. “Fine.” He wrapped his arms around Henrik’s belly and felt around. “Okay. So where is-”
“eEK! Jahackiestop-!” Henrik yelled.
Jackie grumbled slightly. “Dude, stop wiggling around! I’m trying to save your life!” Jackie reacted.
Henrik grunted and tried to pull himself together. “Okayokay. You got the posi-hihition- HAHAHahaha!” Henrik doubled over and started laughing.
“Jesus christ, you’re ticklish. Are you sure you can handle this?” Jackie asked with a laugh.
A few of the students had stopped practicing, and started giggling at the boys. Jackie quickly noticed this, and smiled a bit as he shrugged his shoulders. The man was going crazy, even though Jackie wasn’t even moving his fingers anymore. He was being all dramatic for no reason, and his drama was creating a crowd of gossipy women.
“Okayokahay-” Henrik pushed himself out from Jackie’s hands and turned around. “You did zhat on purpose.” Henrik spat at him, clearly angry.
Jackie chuckled. “I really didn’t. I was trying to make sure that my hands were in the right spot.” Jackie admitted. “And you’re just being a big baby about it.” Jackie added, crossing his arms.
Henrik narrowed his eyes at him, before freezing when he heard giggles from the other side of the room. Henrik looked over, and noticed a few of the other students were watching him, and either whispering to each other or giggling at Henrik.
Henrik quickly grunted and sighed. “Fine. Ve’ll try it again. But NO tickles.” Henrik ordered as he turned himself around. “I am embarrassed enough as it is.” Henrik added.
Jackie wrapped his arms around Henrik. “No guarantees.” Jackie said. This just made Henrik roll his eyes. “But if you don’t wiggle around too much, we might get this done faster.” Jackie said. “Now…” Jackie placed the side of his fist on the upper abs. “Here?” Jackie asked.
“Ja.” Henrik replied.
Jackie started pretending to do the abdominal thrusts before bending Henrik over in front and doing the 5 back blows to the back.
Jackie did this a couple more times before watching Henrik bring himself to the ground. “Okay. I passed out from lack of oxygen.” Henrik told him.
Jackie knelt down and interlocked his fingers before placing his palms in the middle of Henrik’s upper chest. Jackie focused more on placement instead of how deep he was going, and pretended to do 30 chest compressions. When he was done, Jackie paused for a moment before starting up another 30 chest compressions.
“Not bad, Yackie.” Henrik said.
Jackie chuckled. “You’re supposed to be unconscious.” He reacted.
“Eeeh.” Henrik waved his hand. “It’s yust a demonstration.” Henrik mentioned.
Jackie smirked and poked Henrik’s belly in response.
This just made Henrik jump and sit up super quickly. “HeY-” Henrik lightly punched Jackie’s shoulder, which made the superhero laugh.
“Sorry, sorry. Couldn’t resist.” Jackie admitted with a giggle.
“Alright everyone, stop what you’re doing.” The teacher said.
“Aw man…” Jackie muttered.
Henrik got up onto his feet.
“It’s time to go back to your seats and begin learning about medical conditions and assistive devices like inhalers and EpiPens.” She told the class.
Jackie and Henrik sat at their tables again, and continued to pay attention as the teacher moved onto the next thing. The teacher went over the assistive devices before telling them what they would learn the next day.
After the class, the teacher gave the students all tests. If they pass the test, then they earn their first part of the certificate. And once they finished the test, they were free to go. Jackie and a few others finished their tests early, meaning they could go home early. When Henrik finished his test, he handed it to the teacher and let her mark it. “Thank you, Henrik.” She said before going over the test. It didn’t take long for the teacher to mark it, and tell Henrik that he passed. “Congratulations, Henrik. You can go home now. See you tomorrow.” She said with a smile.
Henrik nodded and waved to her before leaving the room. He left the building through the front door, and started to walk to his car. But the man paused when he felt a tap on his shoulder. He turned around to see who it was, but found there was no one. But Henrik wasn’t stupid. He looked up and turned around enough to find Jackie flying in the air above him. “Vell look who it is.” Henrik said.
“Finally finished, doc?” Jackie teased.
“Ja. Vhy are you still here?” Henrik asked.
“Because maybe I wanted to wait for my new friend!” Jackie reacted.
Henrik raised an eyebrow. “You…vant me to be your friend?” Henrik asked.
Jackie shrugged his shoulders. “Only if you want to be.” Jackie explained.
Henrik slowly smiled and shrugged his shoulders. “Okay.” Henrik replied. “See you tomorrow?” He asked.
“Right-o!” Jackie replied.
“Okay.” Henrik hopped into his car and closed the door. “Tschüss.” Henrik said.
“Gute Heimfahrt!” Jackie replied before flying away.
Henrik had to do a double-take when he heard Jackie. Did he just speak almost-perfect German?!
Henrik quickly looked out the window, and opened his car door, hoping to catch him again. But he was gone…Completely gone. Nowhere to be found. It was…a little freaky, to be honest.
Henrik blinked and looked down. How did Jackie know German?! And…how much German did he know?! Does he know the basics? Or a lot more than that? And why did he wait until NOW to speak his native tongue?! Henrik now had to wait until tomorrow to ask these questions.
Chase is exhausted after mowing the lawn, and ends up getting pinned by the mother dog, Matilda. And Jackie, like the rascal he is, takes advantage of this hilarious situation.
Chase was sleeping on the couch, tired from mowing both the front and the back lawn. Even though he had changed clothes, Chase still felt sweaty and gross. The man had flopped onto the couch, completely wiped out from dragging the mower around. Before he realized it…Chase had fallen asleep on the couch.
But his heavy sleep was soon interrupted by about 56 pounds of fluff on his back. Chase grunted as he felt the large dog lay herself down flat onto his back, essentially pinning him to the couch. Chase lifted his head up, and attempted to look behind him. But all he got was a whiff of icky dog breath as a result. His face scrunched up in disgust, regretting trying to see the dog behind him. But…the smell helped him figure out which dog this was.
It was Matilda, and apparently she felt the need to cuddle on top of her owner’s back. Chase attempted to wiggle himself around, but found he could only move an inch or two. “M-Matilda?” Chase called, attempting to move again. “Hello?” Chase called. “Get off me! You’re heavy.” Chase ordered.
Jackie looked over at Chase with surprise, before bursting out laughing at the scene. Matilda had plopped herself onto Chase’s back, with her face facing the back of Chase’s head! “Wohohohow! Don’t mind if I…” Jackie pulled out his phone and started taking pictures to send to the [Egos] group chat. He giggled and watched as several of the egos started replying to the pictures.
Dr. Schneep:
[liebenswert! (adorable!)]
Marvin:
[Awwww! Good doggo!]
J. Jackson:
[The dog mom has a new human puppy. :3]
Marvin:
[I think some tickles are in order. ;)]
Dr. Schneep:
[Ooooh, du bist böse, Marvin!]
J. Jackson:
[Go for the right side of belly! REALLY bad spot!]
Jackie laughed as he texted.
JBM:
[On it! Want recordings? Or no?]
“Jehesus man! Are you on the group chat or somethin’? I’m getting a lot of phone alerts here.” Chase asked.
“Mmmmmmaybe.” Jackie replied.
Marvin:
[YESSS! VIDEO PLZ!]
J. Jackson:
[Imagine the blackmailing opportunities!]
Dr. Schneep: {reply to J. Jackson}
[How do you now about blackmailing?!]
J. Jackson: {reply to Dr. Schneep}
[Uhhhhhh…Chase. Chase taught me.]
Dr. Schneep: {reply to J. Jackson}
[Lügner.]
J. Jackson: {reply to Dr. Schneep}
[Fine…I looked it up. XD]
Dr. Schneep: {reply to J. Jackson}
[Zere ve go.]
Jackie laughed as he replied.
JBM:
[On it! Expect some vids soon, lol :3]
Jackie set up the phone onto the coffee table and set it up so the screen was facing Chase. Chase widened his eyes at the screen and growled. “Jackie, why?! Don’t fuckin’ record me, you son of a-” Chase’s words trailed off when Jackie sat down beside him on the couch. “Aaaaaaaa- what are you doing?” Chase asked, confused.
“Oh nothing…” Jackie poked his friend’s exposed right side. “Just playing with you.” Jackie replied.
Chase jumped and grew an embarrassing, wobbly grin. “NoHO! Jackieyoumotherfucker!” Chase spat at him.
“Chase, Chase, Chase…” Jackie poked his side every time he said his name. “You realize that you’re stuck here, right?” Jackie reminded him.
“No I’m not! I’ll get out.” Chase said.
“Try it. I dare you.” Jackie ordered.
Chase attempted to move himself around. But…he quickly found that Matilda was a lot heavier than he remembered. Had Matilda gained 10 pounds in 5 seconds? Or was his body just getting more weak and limp?
“Just what I thought.” Jackie started squeezing right where the right side of his belly was. “You can’t move a muscle.” Jackie told him.
“Meaning I can tickle you all I want!” Jackie told him.
Chase shook his head, giggling silly underneath the dog. “Thihihis ihisn’t fahahair!” Chase complained.
“I know it’s not…” Jackie mentioned, before leaning into Chase’s fluff-covered ear. “But it’s still fun to tickle you while you’re pinned.” Jackie teased.
Chase hid his face by moving it to the left side, towards the back couch cushions. “Shuhut uhuhup.” Chase ordered.
“Awww, is the poor thing too ticklish for his own good?” Jackie asked, squeezing his side while petting Matilda’s head, which was chilling on top of Chase’s head. “Good Matilda. Good girl.” Jackie told the dog.
Chase hid his face in his hands. “Kihihindahaha. Dehepends whehehehere yohohou goho.” Chase replied.
“Oh? So tickling on the belly is allowed?” Jackie asked, moving his fingers in towards the belly again.
“NooooOOOO! DOHON’T YOHOHOU DAHAHAHARE!” Chase warned.
“I’m not even tickling you yet! I’m just touching you, and you’re already laughing!” Jackie reacted with surprise.
“Yohohohou ahahass!” Chase yelled at him.
Jackie smirked as he heard Chase’s insults. “You seriously think I’m being an ass just by tickling you right now?” Jackie asked.
Chase nodded his head. “Whahat ehehelse cohould you cahahahall ihihit?” Chase asked, hiding his face in the couch cushion.
“Oho, I’d call it ‘merciful’.” Jackie replied as he grabbed his phone and stuck his tongue out at the camera before stopping the recording.
Jackie grabbed out a spoon and a jar of peanut butter, and scooped some peanut butter out of the jar. He closed the jar and walked up to Matilda to lure her off. “Come here, Matilda. Come here.” He said, showing her the peanut butter on the spoon.
Matilda followed the smell, lifting herself off Chase and stepping on him a few times before hopping off the couch towards Jackie.
“There you go, girl. There you go!” Jackie reacted, holding the spoon up so she could lick the peanut butter off. “There’s my good girl.” He repeated. “You good, Chase?” Jackie asked.
Chase pulled himself back onto his knees and sighed as he got off the couch. “Yup, fine as frog hair.” Chase replied in the most dad-ish answer he could come up with on the spot.
“Chase…” Jackie mumbled, hanging his head as he cringed at the man’s dadism.
“What? Can’t handle the Dad statements?” He asked.
Jackie smiled and signalled for him to come over. “Look…Matilda is loving peanut butter.” Jackie told him.
Chase walked over and smiled as he watched Matilda lick the back of the spoon clean. “Ihi can see that.” Chase said with a laugh.
Jackie walked up to the island with the peanut butter jar on it, and placed the spoon into the sink. He grabbed a few baby silicone spoons that Chase had kept from having his kids over, and filled them one at a time, with peanut butter. “Wanna see if the pups like it?” Jackie asked.
Chase laughed and took 3 of the filled spoons in his hands. “Sure!” He replied. “As long as you have the camera ready to record.” Chase compromised.
Jackie nodded and held his three spoons in his left hand while holding his phone in his right hand. “Got it.” the superhero replied.
Chase took the spoons to the playpen and placed them onto the ground. “There you go, puppies.” Chase said. “Angel…Blitz…Puppy 3…” Chase said.
“Puppy 4…Puppy 5…Puppy 6.” Jackie said next before backing up and recording the puppies.
All 6 puppies were vigorously licking their spoons and enjoying the taste of the spoon. But a couple of the puppies quickly started treating the spoons like sticks and chewing on the bottom of the silicone spoons for a bit.
“Gosh…good thing the kids are too big for those spoons now…” Jackie admitted.
“Yeah…They love them a little too much.” Chase admitted.
“Oh well. Let them have their fun.” Jackie said as he stopped the video and sent the two videos to the group chat. Jackie watched as the green bar filled up, showing the videos sending slowly. When they sent, Jackie watched as replies came in from the other 3 boys.
Marvin:
[Bahahaha! Poor Chase…XD]
Dr. Schneep:
[Hope you’re ready to clean the dogs’ mustache after ze treat.]
J. Jackson:
[Now I’m craving a spoonful of peanut butter…Save some for me!]
Jackie giggled as he read Jamie’s message.
Jackie: {reply to J. Jackson}
[Save some Peanutbutter for you? Or some tickles? ;) ]
J. Jackson {reply to Jackie}
[Uuuuuuuuuhhhh…]
Jackie laughed harder at the man’s reply. Looks like Jamie’s got some tickles to look forward to, when he gets home.
Would you like me to tell you a story? Well come sit, everyone! I'm going to tell you two stories! One about how Marvin met Chase, and another about how Jackie met Jamie.
This fanfic was suggested by Shannon! I hope you enjoy the fanfic!
This is how Marvin met Chase:
We open in the town of Brighton, England. A town so pretty and filled with entertainment. And in that town walking around, was Chase Brody. Chase was simply walking the streets, trying to find somewhere to get food. He was in the middle of the Brighton Square shopping mall, and was looking at the big fountain with the dolphins and children statue on the top. It looked to be made of metal, painted black. It was…interesting to say the least.
Chase soon walked into the Espresso bar, and decided to get himself a drink. He got himself a black coffee with 2 sugars, and brought the coffee to a seat in the room. There were a collection of 6 seats around a small table in the middle. Chase decided to sit there. He placed his coffee onto the table and sighed as he looked around. It was a small coffee shop that could fit maybe 18 people in it. It was nice though. Not too cramped.
Soon, a person walked into the Espresso bar and ordered a drink. He soon got his drink and walked up to the 6 seated spot that Chase was sitting in. He soon spoke up. “Would you mind if I sat here?” The person asked.
Chase looked up at him and smiled. “I don’t mind. Go ahead!” Chase replied.
“Thanks!” The person said, sitting down across from Chase and placing his coffee on the table.
They sat in silence for a while, only making glances at each other once in a while. The person that was sitting with him seemed to have a cape around his neck. It was strange, but Chase wasn’t judging. Chase grabbed his coffee and took a few sips of it. THen he put it down and looked at the person across from him.
“What kind of coffee is that?” Chase asked him.
The person looked up and smiled a bit. “Two cream, two sugar.” The person replied.
Chase nodded in response and went back to looking around.
The person looked at Chase’s coffee. “What about you? What kind of coffee do you have?” The person asked.
Chase looked back. “Black with two sugars.” Chase replied.
The person hummed in response, and started to look around again. He looked at the fountain out of the corner of his eye, and focused on the other people that were in the coffee shop.
“You got a name?” The person asked.
Chase turned to him. “Hm?” Chase replied.
“I said: do you have a name?” the person repeated.
Chase smiled and nodded. “I’m Chase.”
The person nodded. “Cool name!” He reacted. “I’m Marvin.”
“Marvin?” Chase asked.
“Yup.” Marvin replied.
Chase smiled. “Cool.”
The boys fell into silence for a little bit. It was nice for a bit, just sitting, people watching and talking a little.
Marvin pulled out a deck of cards and started shuffling them around in his hand. He wasn’t amazing at the shuffling, but he wasn’t terrible either. Marvin was somewhere in the middle. Chase looked up at Marvin and watched him shuffle the cards. They looked like typical poker cards, like cards you’d get from Walmart.
Marvin put the cards down into 6 separate decks. He took a moment to look at Chase, and looked back down when he was ready. Marvin grabbed a random deck of cards, and grabbed one of the second decks. He grabbed a random third deck, a fourth deck, a fifth deck and a sixth deck. He flipped up the visible card on the front, and showed him. “Was this the card you were thinking of?” Marvin asked, showing him a 10 of diamonds.
Chase widened his eyes. “Uhh…” Chase looked at the card and looked away. “Yeah…It was.” Chase replied. “Wait, how did you know that?” Chase asked.
Marvin chuckled. “I can read your mind.” Marvin told him.
Chase raised an eyebrow with a smirk. “You’re a magician?” Chase asked.
Marvin nodded. “Indeed I am! Marvin the Magnificent.” Marvin replied.
Chase laughed. “Marvin the Magnificent…Wow.” He reacted.
Marvin smirked and pulled out his wand.
Chase laughed more. “And what’re you gonna do with that? Make a bunny pop out of a hat?” Chase asked.
Marvin chuckled. “I’m not wearing a hat, Chase. Not yet, anyway.” Marvin told him.
Chase chuckled. “Then what are you gonna do?” Chase asked.
“.......I was showing you that I have a wand too.” Marvin told him bluntly.
Chase bursted out laughing. “Oh! Okay!”
Marvin chuckled. “I mean, I can do this.” Marvin tapped the wand onto his own hand. Suddenly, a bunch of feathers popped out of the top of the wand!
Chase raised an eyebrow. “I thought it was supposed to be flowers?” Chase asked.
Marvin giggled. “I can do that too.” Marvin told him. “And why? Are you scared of a few feathers?” Marvin teased.
Chase tilted his head. “No. Why?” Chase asked.
Marvin shoved the feathers into Chase’s face for fun. Chase laughed and pushed the feathers away from his face. “Stahap it! Marvin!” Chase laughed.
“Sorry! I couldn’t resist.” Marvin admitted.
Chase laughed a little bit more. “Ahalright, sir. You’ve had your fun.” Chase teased.
“Have I now?” Marvin asked.
Chase smirked and stood up. He started slowly circling Marvin’s chair like a predator would to his prey.
Marvin started to grow a little worried. “What…What are you planning?” He asked nervously.
“Oh nothing…except for THIS!” Chase grabbed Marvin’s sides and started tickling them. Marvin gasped and threw his head back as he laughed happily in the seat. Marvin kicked his feet and tried to stop Chase, but it was mostly fruitless. He just had to take it like a man.
Chase soon stopped as he realized how much noise they were making. Chase removed his hands from Marvin’s sides, and sat down in his own seat again. Marvin started to calm down, and pull himself together again. “What-” Marvin straightened himself up. “What was that for?! In a coffee shop, of all places?” Marvin reacted.
Chase laughed. “Sorry! I couldn’t resist.” Chase said, repeating the words Marvin had said earlier.
Marvin gasped and narrowed his eyes at him with an evil smirk. “Oh you little-” Marvin stopped his words. “You’re lucky we’re in a coffee shop. Otherwise, I would’ve totally got you back.” Marvin told him.
“Didn’t stop me.” Chase said with a smirk.
Marvin chuckled and pulled out his phone. “Did you wanna…walk around the mall together?” Marvin asked.
Chase widened his eyes and sat up. “Really?” Chase asked.
“I mean…You’re a pretty cool guy, and I wanna hang out with you more.” Marvin admitted.
Chase smiled. “I’d love to!” Chase replied.
Marvin smiled brightly. “Great!”
And so, the two boys spent almost 4 hours looking in stores at the mall together. They would later get each other’s contact information so they could put together other hang out days. It was quite the interesting way to start a friendship, to say the least. But it was a great friendship. Years later, Marvin would end up living with Chase in a house together. And that was like a million sleepovers! It was the greatest idea they ever came up with. And they would carry on being friends for a long time afterwards.
Now this is how Jameson Jackson met Jackieboy Man:
Jamie was laying on a hammock in the backyard. He had been reading a book for about 2 hours now. He was getting ready to go back inside, when he accidentally dropped the book. He reached down through the hammock strings to try and get it. Though it was a little tight, he was able to get his upper arm into the strings. He managed to reach and grab the book, but he realized his mistake:
How was he gonna get the book through the hammock strings?
Jamie dropped the book on the ground again, and tried to get his hand out of the hammock. But…his arm was stuck in the hammock! Jamie pulled on his arm, but struggled to get it out.
Well this was just great…
Jamie chuckled awkwardly and tried to get his arm out with his other hand. He reached down into the hammock, only the lower arm this time, and tried to remove the knotted hammock strings from his upper right arm. But he couldn’t reef it off. After a few more tugs, he growled and tried pulling again.
But amidst his pulling, his foot managed to fall through the hole and get stuck in the ropes! Jamie widened his eyes as he realized his foot was in there. He could feel the rope around his lower leg. And with the gravity pushing down on his leg, it was just slipping further and further in. Jamie mentally cursed to himself and wiggled around helplessly. Then he flipped himself around and silently yelped as he spun upside. His stuck leg was now in the air, alongside his stuck arm. It wasn’t uncomfortable or painful…but it was very annoying.
He pulled on his arm further and let out a few audible grunts. How could he have gotten himself stuck like this?! ‘Come on, man! Get your ass outta here!’ Jamie thought mentally.
“Well look at what we have here!” Someone said. “Is someone perhaps stuck and in need of assistance?” Someone continued.
Jamie looked around and grumbled as he tried to pull himself out.
“It looks like that person does!” The person reacted, flying down to look at them. “Worry not, my liege! I will make sure you get out of here without a single grass stain on those very nice pants.” The person declared, lowering himself down to the ground. “Jackieboy Man is on the case of the tangled dapper boy!” The person (apparently known as jackieboy Man) declared in front of him, his cape flowing to the side in the wind.
Jamie stared at him. Was that…a red onesie with a hood? And a face mask you get for kids at a costume store?! And…blue boots? The blue boots were the only thing on him that looked serious. Everything else was just hilarious!
Jamie wheezed and slapped his leg as he laughed. But the only sound that was coming out of his mouth was long episodes of wheezing, and short moments of breathing.
“Wha- Hey! Don’t laugh at me!” Jackie ordered. “Do you even know how rude that is?! I’m a casual superhero who is offering to help you out of your hammock…and you are just laughing at me despite your lack of voice!” Jackie reacted. “Oh! And by the way, are you nonverbal, by any chance?” Jackie asked.
Jamie smiled brightly as he was laughing, and nodded his head before another long wheeze left his mouth.
Jackie hmphed angrily. “And to think you would’ve been a kind person…a more polite man…” Jackie muttered.
Jamie shook his free hand and signed the word ‘sorry’ before he held his chest as he laughed.
Jackie gasped. “You speak sign language!” He reacted. “Awesome! I do too!” He reacted as he signed the words ‘I do too’ towards Jamie.
Jamie slowly started to calm down and beamed at the look of a superhero knowing sign language. The only superheros to ever know sign language were Deadpool and Hawkeye! And now Jackie…Jackieman boy?
“My sign for my name is this:” Jackie brought out his pinkie, and did the J symbol. Then, he pointed to his face mask with the same pinkie.
Jamie tried it out and nodded with his lower lip out. It wasn’t a bad sign for your name. It was a cool way to sign it.
Then, Jamie pulled on his arm again, and lowered his head as he realized he would have to sign with one hand. So, he stuck his thumb up, raised it up a few inches in front of his face, and then pointed to himself, to sign the words ‘Help me’.
“Well of course! That’s exactly what I do, my liege!” He declared. “But first I need your name!” Jackie declared.
Jamie nodded and signed the letters J-A-M-I and E to spell out his name.
But Jackie only partly got his name. “Can I just call you Jay?” Jackie asked.
Jamie shrugged and nodded.
“Okay. I’ll try and get you out now.” Jackie decided.
Jackie grabbed under Jamie’s left armpit, and pulled. But when nothing budged, he tried removing the tightrope from around his upper arm. But even that was no use! “Huh…” Jackie flew to the leg and tried pulling on the rope to get it out. But that was fruitless as well. “Looks like you’re really stuck.”
Jamie lowered his head in embarrassment. The fact that he had to be helped by some random person with a cape on, meant he really screwed himself over.
Jackie lifted up Jamie, lifted himself up to fly, and started pulling upwards to the sky to get him out. He pulled and pulled and pulled. But it was just no use. Jackie put Jamie back upside down and sighed. “I’ll see if I can find a pair of scissors to cut the ropes.” Jackie decided.
Jamie widened his eyes and waved his hand left and right rapidly. He said ‘don’t!’ and tried to pull his arm out himself.
“No to the scissors? Are you that desperate to save the hammock?” Jackie asked.
Jamie looked at him and nodded.
“Of all the things to be devoted to…” Jackie muttered. Then he looked at Jamie…and looked at the way he was tied up all stuck.
And then he smirked.
“Should I remind you of the downsides of being stuck like this?” Jackie asked.
Jamie raised an eyebrow, growing confused. He shrugged his shoulders.
“There is one downside I can think of right off the top of my head…a downside that would make cutting the hammock a mercy move.” Jackie told him.
Jamie blinked, unsure.
Jackie walked closer to Jamie and wiggled his fingers evilly.
This was the moment that Jamie started desperately trying to get himself out. But Jackie was getting closer and closer to him! Jamie grunted and pulled on the rope around his arm with all his might. But Jackie got even closer to him, and was inches away from tickling his armpit.
Jamie finally threw his free arm out and tried to block him. But sadly for Jamie, Jackie was able to grab the free arm and move it out of the way. With the free hand out of the way, the other hand went right to tickle Jamie’s armpit.
Jamie’s eyes widened to the size of saucers almost immediately. He squeezed his eyes shut and gritted his teeth as he pulled at both his restrained arm, and his trapped arm. His trapped arm was stuck in the rope in a way that forced his arm to stay open and vulnerable. And if he tried to close his arm, the rope would stop it. Jamie was utterly screwed. There was just nothing he could do but take it!
“I know we just met, and this is a little unusual to be doing to a trapped victim. However, I need to convince you to let me cut you free somehow.” Jackie told him.
With both his arms incompacitated, Jamie was unable to sign. Well…technically he could, but the one-handed signing was out of Jackie’s field of vision. So Jamie just took the tickles and tried to get himself out.
Jackie tickled his side next, seeing what ticklish spot got the dapper man squirming the most. The sides seemed to be a good spot to go to. Compared to the armpit, anyway. And the stomach seemed to make Jamie move around the most! So, Jackie tickled there for a little while.
Jamie finally let his breath out and wheezed. He inhaled again and started to silently laugh through his big, wobbly smile. Jackie visibly brightened up upon seeing Jamie finally let go and just laugh. It was so satisfying to see the man laugh amidst his predicament!
“Kitchy kitchy koo, little Jay!” Jackie teased.
Jamie was signing the word ‘No’ on the side, trying to wiggle himself out. But it was pointless. He was stuck here.
That was, unless he let him cut the hammock.
But he loved this hammock! And hammocks are not cheap these days!
So Jamie just took the tickles for a little longer.
“I will admit, you’re taking this a lot better than I thought you would! Some people would be ordering me to cut the rope before I even reach them! But nope! Not Jay Jay!” Jackie reacted.
Jamie shook his head and accidentally knocked his bowler hat off his own head. His brown, short hair was now visible for Jackie to see.
And then Jackie reached a SUPER ticklish spot on him: His belly button!
Jamie looked down at his stomach and quickly threw his head back with his mouth wide open. His head leaned to the right side as his whole body convulsed with laughter.
“WOW! Looks like I’ve hit the jackpot!” Jackie declared.
Jamie was signing the word ‘No’ over and over again at this point, even signing it with his other hand as he pulled and pulled on his arms. He was mentally begging him to just let him go! He needed to be free! All he wanted to do today was read a damn book!
Jackie finally stopped tickling the poor man. He removed his fingers and let go of Jamie’s free hand. “Are you okay with me cutting you free with scissors now?” Jackie asked.
Jamie was breathing rather heavily as he tried to recover. He slowly started to calm down. When he was calm enough, Jamie did the sign for scissors, by opening and closing his index and middle fingers.
Jackie smiled proudly and pulled a pair of scissors out of his own pocket. “Sounds great!” Jackie cut the hammock rope off his arm, effectively freeing his arm.
Jamie smiled as his arm slid right out. But he was growing woozy from being upside down for so long. Jackie noticed this and quickly lifted him up. He cut the rope that was around his leg, and lowered Jamie to the ground. Jamie flopped onto the ground, exhausted from being upside down AND tickled at the same time. Jackie brought himself onto his feet on the ground, and walked up to Jamie. “What do you say I buy you a new hammock? See it as a way to apologize for tickling you so much.” Jackie offered.
And so Jamie ended up getting a really nice fabric hammock from a rather expensive, but good quality store. Jamie got to pick out the pattern he wanted, and Jamie even got a little embarrassed when Jackie was getting asked for autographs by many types of people. Not only did he get a new hammock, but Jackie even took the time to help him set it up! When it was all ready, Jamie waved off Jackieboy Man, and made a heart with his hands as he flew away.
Jamie ended up using that hammock for a long while. And once in a while, Jackie would stop by to say hi and hang out with Jamie on his work days off. Overtime, their status would reach friendship and they would end up becoming close friends.
And that was it! That was how 4 separate people became 2 pairs of friends. And the friendship numbers would only grow from then on.
Jamie has been having a bit of a shit month due to flashbacks and bad conversations. So Chase, Marvin, Jackie and Henrik try to make up for it through a big tickle attack.
Part 2 of Sergeant (Sgt.) Jackson
Jamie had been struggling with all sorts of things lately. And they all reminded him of the war. Ever since they found out about the war, they’ve been turning off war movies and being careful of talking about it.
Henrik had been the only one who’s blunt about it. “Of course I’ll talk about Hitler! He is an example of what a leader should not be!” was his explanation.
Chase had looked over to Jamie, who was trying to think of what to say. Jamie then put his hands up and started signing. ‘I was exempt from WW2 because no voice.’ He signed.
Henrik smiled. “You deserve to be happy. You fought vonce, so you don’t need to fight again.”
Jamie looked at Henrik and...frowned angrily. ‘I wanted to fight for America.’ Jamie signed angrily. This caught Henrik off guard. ‘And, life with no voice...is no fun life.’ Jamie stood up and walked away after signing those angry words.
Jackie and Chase proceeded to yell at Henrik for even saying such a thing. But Henrik defended himself and told them he had no clue he wanted to fight for their country at the time.
Jamie later went on to have strong opinions about war, and about the war movies.
‘First part was the only realistic part.’
‘They’re dead. They’re dead...they’re dead.’
‘People healthy and minor, get saved. Exploded people and the limbless don’t get treatment.’
The worst part was when adults tried to touch or poke the scar on his neck. There was a time that Jackie jokingly traced his fingernail across the scar. That was a HUGE mistake. Jamie widened his eyes as he quickly had a flashback:
{“Sir, I know it hurts, but you need to stay still!” The nurse told him. “Okay. Dab off the blood, and we’ll need the scalpel again.
ooOOOOOW! FUCK FUCK NOT THERE PLEASE!
“Sir, Sir, stay awake! If you don’t, I’m gonna have to pin you down with rope.” She told him.
“Alright. Now cut the nerve right there. That way, it’s out of the way.”
No...NO NO!}
Jamie ended up pushing Chase away from him and winded up kicking Jackie right in the face. It had given him a flashback.
Another moment was when Marvin was flicking pudding at people. He flicked Jamie in the neck, and Jamie widened his eyes.
{No sound...Just silence...Then pain...Intense pain in his throat. The only sound now was the wheezing sound he was making as he breathed.
“Help…” He called in a low voice. He turned to one of the guys beside him, but the guy was shot down in a blood bath in front of him. Jamie quickly ducked into the trenches. Holding his throat, he called for help.
“HE NEEDS HELP!” Someone yelled.
“Stay quiet! The enemy’s gonna hear you!” Another guard said.
“Stay with us. We’ll get you help soon.”}
Jamie looked at his hand...which was covered in pudding.
{Blood...Your blood...It’s spreading all over…
Even your comrades are covered in your blood...}
Jamie ended up falling out of his chair and cowering in the corner.
“What did you do?!” Chase asked.
“I didn’t mean to! It just ended up on his neck!”
“DAMMIT MARVIN!”
{“We need to add alcohol to the wound.”
No...NO! NO NOT THIS AGAIN! AAAAAAAAAAAAAAH! AAAAAAAAAAAAAH! OOOOOOW FUCKING HELL! FAAAAAAAAAH!}
Jamis was whimpering and hugging the closest person to him...That ended up being Chase.
Yeah...Jamie has been struggling with flashbacks for a while now. And it’s hard to get a therapist that also speaks sign language. It’s also hard to try and help a person calm down from flashbacks.
But there was one way to do it…
Jamie was being laid down onto the ground with his eyes covered with a blindfold to prevent flashbacks, and his hands free to move around. Chase moved up to his ear and smiled. “I’m sure you’re wondering just what we have planned~”
Jamie couldn't help but giggle in slight fear and mostly excitement.
“Yyyyyup! We’re gonna getcha giggling all over!” Chase teased.
Jamie immediately knew what it was. ‘Tickling?’
Chase laughed. “He already got it right!”
“Vell look at zhat!” Henrik reacted.
“It’s a good thing you can’t see...otherwise you might know where we’re gonna tickle first.” Marvin teased.
“I wanna go here!” Jackie quickly started tickling the dapper boy’s belly.
Jamie smiled brightly and started wiggling around a little. The blind fold may have covered up Jamie’s widened eyes, but they certainly didn’t cover up Jamie’s pretty smile.
“Awww! Tickle tickle Jamie!” Jackie teased.
Jamie covered up his mouth as a snort sound left his mouth.
“Ohoho my gosh you got him to snort!” Chase reacted.
“I’m gonna tickle...Right here!” Marvin moved his hands to his feet and started tickling there. Jamie jumped and moved his feet back as wheezes started to fill the room a little.
“Ahahahaww! It’s so cute! Listen to that little laugh!” Chase teased more.
Jamie shook his head and signed. ‘It’s not laughter!’ with his hands.
“Uh, yes it is. It’s laughter like all of ours. Plus, it’s cuter! So…” Chase argued.
Jamie shook his head and snorted again.
“See? Just like ours! Just like Henrik’s, to be specific.” Chase mentioned.
“Hey!” Henrik reacted.
“No regrets!” Chase laughed.
Jamie rolled onto his stomach to stop Jackie from rapidly tickling his belly. Since the feet were still available while Jamie was on his stomach, Marvin could still tickle his feet. But Jackie couldn't tickle the belly anymore!
“Awww, poor Jamie doesn’t want belly tickles. Looks like back tickles will have to do!” Jackie decided. Then, he started rapidly tickling the small of Jamie’s back.
This made Jamie cover his mouth and start kicking his little feetsies to get him to stop. But Jackie wasn’t gonna stop yet...He was having too much fun with this! Jamie robked his body left and right as his back and feet were attacked with tickles of every kind. Massages, skitters, even little traces! They were all used.
“Kitchy kitchy kitchy kitchy koo!” Chase teased, starting to tickle his side. “Is your side a widdle ticklish?” Chase asked.
Jamie nodded his head in reply.
“Well good! That means it’s working then!” Chase declared proudly.
Jamie snorted again, covering his eyes this time. But he jumped at the sudden re-realization that his eyes were already covered. So, he chose to cover up his blushing face instead.
“I think I’m gonna go for the knees next.” Marvin decided as he pushed his leg down and tickling the back of his knees. Jamie snorted again and kicked his other foot with glee and giddiness.
“Look at that! He’s got ballerina toes!” Chase reacted, tickling his toes.
Jamie snorted and hiccuped at that, curling his toes and rocking back and forth more. He turned himself onto his side and started to sign. ‘Stop stop stop stop! Break break break!’
“Alright alright, break time.” Chase decided.
Everyone stopped tickling him at nearly the same time, and put their hands up to show they were done.
...for now.
Chase giggled. “We can start it back up when you want it!” Chase told him.
Jamie giggled and covered his mouth, keeping his knees close to his chest.
“Awwww! Look at this man! Such a cute little man!”
Jamie took off his blindfold and bursted out laughing as he saw everyone there:
Everyone was surrounding him, hands up in arrest, and waiting desperately to tickle him. “We have all day~” Chase said, wiggling his fingers.
Jamie covered his mouth with the blindfold right away, and giggled silently.
“So...How about soon for that tickle attack? Would you like it now?” Chase asked.
“Or now?” Jackie asked.
“Maybe right about now?” Marvin teased.
“Or now?” Henrik teased.
Jamie practically ate the blindfold, and nodded his head.
Then, Henrik grabbed Jamie’s hands and held them above his head. Chase reached for Jamie’s plush belly and started tickling it. Jackie went for the armpits and started tickling really fast, while Marvin used a feather duster to tickle his feetsies.
Jamie was wiggling all over the place, and tugging at his legs desperately. He was a cackling, tearful mess of laughter. It was quite the sight to see!
But, just because his hands were being held up, didn’t mean he couldn’t sign. He could still very much sign.
‘Tickles! Tickles! Help!’
‘Chase please! Guys stop!’
Chase stopped immediately. “Guys, he said stop!”
Jackie, Marvin and Henrik all stopped.
“Done!” Henrik told him.
“Stopping.” Jackie muttered.
“Stop is a go.” Marvin said.
Jamie looked around and slapped his own forehead with his hand. ‘No no no! Go! Keep going!’
“Guys, he said go!” Chase said.
And they went on to tickle him for as long as he needed. Flashbacks are never fun for anyone. But when you have friends that care for you and need to make up for their mistakes, it can be a little easier to handle them.
Find friends. They will make life a little easier to live.
Chapter 7: The Puppies First Grooming (DIY Version)
The 5 Jacksepticeye Egos decide to try grooming the growing dogs for the first time. This leads to more hard work than they expected, and some play time too.
This fanfic is for Shannon. I hope you enjoy more of the puppies! :)
Henrik walked out of his bedroom and widened his eyes. They had gotten so big! Where did the time go?!
“Oh good lord...You’re getting very big!” Henrik reacted.
The puppies turned right around and howled towards Henrik. Henrik laughed and knelt down, looking at the puppies. “Hello babies! More like teenagers now.” Henrik joked.
“Good morning Henrik!” Jackie greeted.
“Guten morgen!” Henrik greeted back. “Zhey’re huge now!” Henrik reacted.
“I know and SO FLUFFYYY!” Jackie was fluffing up their fur.
“Yeah...Zhey kinda need a hair cut…” Henrik told him.
“Do they though?” Jackie asked.
“Ja. Zhey do.” Henrik replied. “And zhat’s vhat ve’re gonna do today. Ve’re gonna vash, cut and groom zhe puppies.” Henrik decided.
“But that’s gonna be so much wooorrrrrrrrk.” Jackie whined.
Henrik chuckled and looked at him with a side grin. “Should’ve zhought of zhat vhen you brought home 7 puppies and a mama.” Henrik told him.
Jackie sighed and nodded. “True…”
“Oh! Ound I have a collar for Angel!” Henrik declared. He picked up his little Angel, placed the puppy onto the couch, and hooked up the magenta pink collar to the puppy. “Zhere. You are mine forever!” Henrik declared.
“Yay! Another doggy’s been claimed!” Jackie declared.
“Yeah! I hope Marble is enjoying zhe new family.” Henrik said.
“The kids did seem really excited!” Jackie told him.
As soon as Chase, Jamie and Marvin were up, Henrik and Jackie explained to the boys that they were gonna get the pets groomed. And they were gonna do it themself.
Jamie widened his eyes and let out a breath. His whole face basically said ‘this is gonna take forever’.
“I know…” Henrik muttered.
“Not even magic will be able to make this go any quicker.” Marvin told him.
“I know.” Henrik told him.
“This has been a great experience so far...but I did not sign up for grooming a litter of growing dogs.” Chase reacted.
“Okay okay, ve get it! So let’s get started!”
The boys started off with cleaning the dogs first. All 5 boys got their swim trunks and bare backs on, and started cleaning the dogs outside. Each of them had a bottle of shampoo, and were getting the dogs all lathered up. Chase shrieked as his dog shook some of the soap off, while Jamie spat and made throat noises as bits of dog soap ended up in his mouth.
Marvin groaned as the dog he was bathing, winded up rubbing her body all over the grass as she was lathered with soap. Marvin put the soap bottle down and grabbed the hose. “Good enough.”
The boys each took turns to clean the soap off the dogs with the hose, and a bucket of water. Marvin picked up cups of water, and sumped it onto the dog to let it run off the body. Meanwhile Jamie was doing it the easier way with the hose against the dog’s fur. As soon as Jamie was finished, he passed the hose to Henrik.
“SCHEIßE!” Someone shouted.
Chase turned to look at the source of the sound. But he knew exactly who it was. It was kinda obvious…
It was Henrik...With his trunks down to his knees...and the dog holding onto them, pulling them aggressively…
HOLY SHIT it was the best thing Chase had seen all month! Angel was literally pulling Henrik’s shorts down in an attempt to play with him! And Henrik was basically naked right in front of them!
“Sie mich nicht an! Don’t look at me!” Henrik reacted, covering up his sensitive areas with his hand. His face was so red...he looked like a strawberry.
Jamie was the first to burst out laughing and actually snort in response. Chase bursted out laughing right after, followed by Jackie and Marvin. Everyone was laughing at Henrik while he got his swim trunks out of Angel’s mouth. “Trottel…” Henrik muttered. “Let go!” Henrik ordered. “Verschwinde!” Henrik spat.
Angel immediately listened to Henrik and let go of his trunks. With the boys still laughing at him, Henrik growled and pulled his swim trunks back up onto his bottom.
With that hilarious moment out of the way, Chase returned to cleaning the shampoo off of his chosen puppy. While a couple of the puppies proved to despise the water, Chase’s puppy seemed to like it! He was panting, running for the water, and trying to eat the water that came from the hose. Chase giggled at this and splashed a bit of water onto his face. This made the dog shove his face into the grass and rub his back all over the wet grass. Chase was laughing as he watched. But his laughter quickly turned to surprise the moment the dog jumped and tackled Chase onto his back with its wet body.
“Ahahahaw, come on man! So much for being dry…” Chase reacted.
“You’re a naughty little guy, aren’t ya?” Marvin teased Chase’s dog. “Yeah you are! Such a mischievous little nut!” Marvin teased.
The dog started barking and wagging his tail faster than the wind. He looked ready to sprint a marathon.
“What? You wanna run? Or jump around?” Marvin asked.
Suddenly, the dog pounced onto Marvin next and knocked him right down to the ground! “Ohoho man! You’re stronger than I thought!” Marvin reacted.
“He’s like a quarterback!” Jackie reacted.
Hey, that’s not a bad idea” Chase reacted. “There just might be a name idea for you!” Chase reacted. “Maybe Rebel? For Dublin Rebels?” He asked. “Or...” Chase added.
Jamie ran to Chase and fingerspelled a word for him:
‘B-L-I-T-Z’
Chase looked at the dog and smiled. “That’s perfect! Couldn’t have come up with anything better.”
Jamis smiled proudly.
“Blitz. His name is Blitz.” Chase decided.
Marvin smiled and knelt down to pet Chase’s dog. “Blitz...It suits him!” Marvin told him.
“Never heard of a dog being named something from football before!” Jackie reacted.
“Well, Air Bud is already taken.” Chase mentioned. “And I wasn’t gonna steal their name for the heck of it.” Chase added.
“True…” Jackie mentioned. “Alright! So we have Matilda, Angel, Marble and Blitz!” Jackie declared. “Well, kinda Marble...He’s off living with a new family.” Jackie added.
“Now: Let’s get these guys cut.” Marvin declared.
Boy oh boy, was that a process! Most of the boys only used scissors, while Henrik went for the full shaving to tackle all the hair. “If I shave it, I will not need cut it for a vhile.”
“But she’s gonna look ugly if you do that.” Chase warned. “You don’t want people cringing at your dog, do you?” Chase asked.
A couple seconds later, Henrik grabbed the scissors. “Zhey’re better anyvay.” Henrik told them.
“I wonder who told you that…” Chase muttered with a smirk on his face.
The dog hair that came off the dogs was overwhelming. Chase considered grabbing a vacuum cleaner to use on his clothes, while Jameson was fluffing his choice dog every 5 minutes to get all the hair out. Both cut and uncut hair would fly out of the dog’s coat and into his face.
“I wonder if paying for a groomer would be cheaper and less messy than cutting them ourselves.” Jackie asked.
“Cheaper? Nein. Less messy? Ja.” Henrik replied.
“I didn’t ask you.” Jackie told him. “I asked everyone but you, because we all know what your answer would’ve been.” Jackie explained.
“Youch…My feelings…” Henrik muttered.
Soon, the cutting was finished and the dogs were done. Jackie used a bag of treats to get the dogs to follow him, while Chase and Henrik gathered a majority of the dog hair with the vacuum cleaner. “Who knew we’d be vacuuming grass?” Chase mentioned.
“Not me.” Henrik replied.
“It’s not far off from a carpet, actually. It just breaks a little easier.” Chase admitted.
“Ja.” Henrik replied.
Chase smiled as the dawn looked cleaner. “All done!” Chase declared.
“Now to-” Henrik had turned around and stared with wide eyes at the new mess that had been made.
“Uuuugh...Jackie! Vhy?!” Henrik asked.
“Because they need it!” Jackie reacted.
It turns out that Jackie had taken the time to brush the dog's fur. This created a brand new gigantic pile of dog hair.
Henrik growled while Chase sighed. “I don’t even know if the vacuum can handle much more dog hair…” Chase muttered.
“Ve could make anozher dog vizh all zhis dog hair.” Henrik told him.
“Maybe even summon a new golden retriever with this much hair.” Chase joked.
“Ja, basically.” Henrik replied.
Henrik and Chase took the time to further clean up the lawn with the dog hair. “I wonder...does dog hair turn into a type of fertilizer? Or does it just turn to dead skin that looks like ash?” Chase asked.
“How about ve DON’T zhink of zhat?” Henrik suggested.
“What’s wrong Henrik? Don’t like the idea of dust mites taking over the lawn?” Chase teased.
“Nein! Nein nein nein! Deesgusting!” Henrik reacted.
“Awww, the poor doctor is a germaphobe! He’d better watch out! Cause there’s one evil germ he CAN’T wash off with water~” Chase teased.
“Vell, zhere’s technically-” Henrik’s words were quickly interrupted by a squeal of his own. Chase had squeezed his sides, causing Henrik’s knees to buckle. “VAHAHAIT! NEIN! NOT KITZELN! NAAAH!”
Chase sat right down onto Henrik’s hips and skittered his fingers all over Henrik’s belly. “kitzeln kitzeln kitzeln kitzeln kitzeln kitzeln!” Chase said in almost perfect german.
Henrik shrieked at that and giggled like a little toddler. Chase’s german voice sounded a little too much like his Dad’s teases from when he was a kid. “bihihihitte hör ahahauf damihihihit aaaHAHAHAHAHA!” Henrik’s laughter doubled in severity the moment his armpits were attacked.
“Oooooh! Ticklish in the pitsies, huh?” Chase teased.
“NIHIHICHE MEINE FÜHÜHÜHÜßE!” Henrik begged. “BAHAHAHAHAHAHA! ES KITZELT SO SEHEHEHEHR!” Henrik laughed.
“Damn! I can’t even understand you right now! All I know in German are the words ‘Nein’, ‘Ja’, ‘halt’, and now ‘kitzelt’!” Chase reacted. “And those all mean ‘No’, ‘Ya’, ‘Stop’, and ‘Tickle’!” Chase reacted.
“Teheheheuflisch! TEUFLIHIHISCH!” Henrik yelled back.
“I wonder what that means...Maybe ‘bastard’? Or ‘enough’?” Chase asked.
“IHIHIT MEHEHEANS EHEHEVIHIL, YOHOHOU IHIHIDIOHOHOT!” Henrik yelled back.
“Ooooh! You called me evil in German?! How dare you!” Chase reacted.
“Evil?! Well if THAT’S the case:” Jackie got into his superhero costume in a snap, and quickly started tickling Chase.
Marvin ran to Blitz and put a treat into Chase’s pocket. “Hey blitz! Sick ‘em!” Marvin encouraged.
Blitz jumped at Chase and tackled the man down to the ground. “OHOHOHOW! Ohoho geheheez! OHOHO NOHOHO BAHAHAHAHAHA!” Chase bursted out laughing as Blitz started digging his snout into Chase’s hip. “BLIHIHITZ OHOHOFF!” Chase tried to tell him.
But the dog didn’t listen and just kept tickling as he dug for the treat. The dog made borking noises and dug its paws in to get the treat as well. But it was proving to be harder than he expected to get it out.
“HEHEHENRIHIHIK HEHEHELP!” Chase begged.
“Naaaaah! You’re fiiiiine! You’re getting zhe kitzeln! Kitzeln kitzeln kitzeln!” Henrik teased. “Ist Rache nicht süß?” Henrik joked.
“YOHOHOU BAHAHASTAHAHAHARD!” Chase yelled as he shoved his face into the grass. “IHIHIT TIHIHICKLEHEHES!”
“Entschuldigung, my irisch friend. I don’t quite understand you very vell.” Henrik complained teasingly. “Vhat does ‘tickle’ mean again?” Henrik joked.
“SHUHUT UHUHUP! HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!” Chase laughed and squealed.
“Rude! So rude!” Henrik reacted. Henrik walked up to the dog, and removed the treat from Chase’s pocket for him. “Zhere you go Blitz.” Henrik replied. “Poor Blitz, being deprived of zhe treats. Especially for being a good boy!” Henrik said in a baby voice. “Good doggy! Zhat’s a good doggy!” Henrik started petting Blitz more and fluffing his fur around.
The dog woofed proudly and tackled Henrik to the ground to give him endless licks on the chin. Henrik giggled at the ticklish kisses and took them. “Zhahahank yohohou Blihihitz!” Henrik said to him.
The dog did one last bark of a reply before licking his face again.
Chase smiled as he watched. Perhaps the crazy grooming idea was worth the precious time with the puppies.
Soon, the boys decided as a collective to call a groomer for their dogs’ next haircuts.
Robbie's nightmares have been plaguing him more and more lately, so he reaches out to Jamie, who surprisingly has traumas of his own...
With the help of Jamie's empathy, Chase finally gets enough information so that he can find out more about Robbie's past...
This chapter talks further about PTSD, and touches on the trauma of the war times. This chapter also touches on the subject of police brutality and racism. Just be forewarned, and read at your own risk. I apologize if I trigger any of you, especially with the recent news going around, I apologize. There is a lot of fluff near the middle till the end, to help balance out the angst from the fluff. So, I hope that helps.
Robbie laid in Chase’s bed, staring at Chase’s sleeping body. The nightmares had been keeping him awake again, leading to Robbie being unable to sleep for any longer than 4 hours. Robbie hugged bacon harder as he silently cried onto the pillow. His nose had started to get filled with tears, and were starting to make him wiggle his nose and sniff. Feeling the need to blow his nose, Robbie sat up and scooted himself towards the end of the bed. Hopping off the bed with his stuffed dog in hand, Robbie walked towards the door, gently turned the knob and headed out of the room.
The rest of the house was very quiet and dark. Robbie looked up at the clock on the DVD player: 2:38. He looked around the room a little bit and noticed that the movie they were watching last night, was still in the DVD player at the spot they paused it on. It was the movie ParaNorman. Looking around further, Robbie noticed that a sliver of the moon was showing through the clouds in the sky. Through the pockets of clouds, were many bright and dim stars that couldn’t really be put together by the boy because of his little knowledge on constellations.
Robbie started walking down a couple halls, and walked towards one of the rooms. There was a door with a cat entryway carved into it, a white door with a doctor name tag on the left side wall, and lastly: a doof with a bunny door knocker on the middle top of the door. Robbie attempted to reach it, but he was just a little too short for the knocker. Instead of knocking and waking anyone else up, Robbie decided to quietly walk into the room with the bunny door knocker.
Robbie left the door open, walked into the room and observed the many things filling the room: It was all vintage items from many different decades! There was a dresser with a small TV, a record player and a radio on it! There was a mantel clock from the 1910’s, a camera from the 1950’s, a typewriter from the 1940’s, tons of classic books on a bookshelf, and…
Was that a war hat?
Robbie took the hat off of the hook and looked at it very carefully.
{J. Jackson}
Wait...Jamie owns a war hat?! How? And why is his name written on the felt inside the hat? Was it actually his? Or...was it just an item he bought at a Goodwill?
Robbie decided to try putting it on his head to see if it would fit. Unsurprisingly, it didn’t fit very well. It fell overtop of his head, completely drowning his face in felt. Robbie lifted up the bill a little bit, so he could at least look in the mirror with the hat on his head. The hat had reached down his neck and was gently scraping across the middle of his neck. Robbie smiled and giggled to himself as he saw how big and silly it looked on him.
Suddenly, Robbie started noticing a black figure walking up behind him. Scared that it might be a monster, Robbie turned around and whacked the figure with the hat.
“GET AWAY FR-” Robbie’s shouting was quickly interrupted by a hand going over his mouth. Robbie’s eyes widened as the figure finally brought his face closer. It was Jamie! Robbie seemed to calm down almost immediately. He let out a slightly muffled “Oh.”
Jamie grabbed a COLEMAN lantern from what looked to be the 1950’s, and brought Robbie over to the bed. After placing the slightly dim lantern onto the nightstand, Jamie lifted Robbie up onto the bed. With the lantern lighting up the room a little, Jamie was able to sign to him.
‘Hi Robbie. Is something wrong?’ Jamie asked.
Robbie rested his head onto Jamie’s arm and brought his stuffed dog closer. “I couldn’t sleep.” Robbie told him.
‘N-i-g-h-t-m-a-r-e?’ Jamie signed each letter out one by one, so he could understand what he was signing out.
“Night...mmmmare. nightmare!” Robbie exclaimed quietly. “Yeah, I had a nightmare.” Robbie told him.
‘Wanna talk about it?” Jamie asked.
Robbie shook his head and instead, pointed to the hat. “I found your hat. I like it.” Robbie said. Jamie looked at the hat and sighed as he slowly frowned. “What’s wrong?” Robbie asked. Jamie removed the hat from Robbie’s head and looked at the hat himself. It was his special hat from when he fought in the 1st and second world war. Slowly, little things started to fill his mind. The first day lined up with his fellow soldiers, a couple of his boat trips, the fights he had in the trenches, and...the fights he had on the battlefield. They were scary, bloody, mentally scarring, and too hard to look back on. But...perhaps he could try? To help Robbie?
Jamie put the service hat onto his head and showed Robbie. Robbie smiled and pointed at it. “It fits you better than me.” Robbie admitted. Jamie’s smile dropped slightly when he realized something wasn’t clicking in his mind. So, Jamie got up from the bed, carried the lantern over to the closet and opened the closet door. With his free hand, Jamie pulled out a hanger with a full suit cover. He placed the suit cover onto the bed, unzipped it and presented Robbie with a full british uniform from the First World War. Robbie gasped and was about to touch it...but the kid quickly looked up at Jamie for permission to touch it.
Jamie nodded with a small smile, and allowed Robbie to feel the old uniform felt and fabric. It was all beige, still very well put together and very formal-looking. Then, Robbie’s eyes fell upon a silver chain that was attached to the uniform shirt:
{J. Jackson}
“You’re a war survivor?” Robbie asked.
Jamie nodded his head. ‘You’re immortal because you’re a zombie. I’m immortal too.” Jamie explained.
Robbie gasped and looked at the uniform further. Then, Robbie ran up to one of the shelves of stuff, and grabbed a poppy. Running back, Robbie inserted the poppy into the uniform before standing straight and saluting Jamie.
Jamie smiled in appreciation and saluted Robbie back in the formal, proper fashion.
“Wait...do you have nightmares about war?” Robbie asked.
Jamie nodded his head as he re-zipped up his uniform cover.
“Nightmares about battling?” Robbie asked.
Jamie nodded. ‘PTSD’ Jamie signed.
“Oh yeah! I think Dr. Nipple Shine told me I have PSTD too. My nightmares are about my parents and the evil man who cut them.” Robbie explained.
Jamie’s eyes widened as he quickly sat down. “Tell me about it.” Jamie told him.
Robbie nodded his head and started explaining everything. “My Mommy’s name was Dawn. She loved listening to fun music, eating food from china and watching funny shows. She worked in a toy store downtown, and loved bringing home little toys I would like. When she came home, Mommy would sometimes let me eat ice cream-” Robbie leaned in and placed his hand on the left side of his mouth to tell him a secret, “as long as I didn’t tell Daddy.” Robbie whispered. Jamie smiled. “My Daddy’s name was Austin. He worked in a police station! He was so cool! And had big muscles! He could outrun anyone! If you took off running, Daddy could catch up to you and arrest you really quickly.” Robbie told Jamie.
Jamie widened his eyes in surprise, and continued to listen. “We were eating supper and watching spongebob when someone knocked on the door. When Daddy answered it, he seemed happy to see the person at the door. But then I heard yelling and my Mom grabbed me and ran away from the table. She tried to get me to hide in the closet, but she didn’t come with me. Mommy pushed me in, and…” Robbie paused for a moment. “The man cut him with a knife and made him fall. The man cut Mommy too.” Robbie finally told him.
Jamie looked down and rubbed Robbie’s back. Gosh that must’ve been terrible. He couldn’t imagine what it would’ve been like for him.
“I got angry and hit him with a broomstick. But, he cut me in the back. He...he called my daddy a racist. What does that even mean?” Robbie asked.
Jamie’s eyes widened in horror. Oh gosh...What does he tell him? How should he tell Robbie?
Jamie decided to summon a notebook and a pencil, so he could write it down. It didn’t take him very long because in a matter of a minute or two, Jamie was handing Robbie the notebook and the lantern to see it:
[A racist is a person who thinks lighter-skinned people and darker-skinned people are not equal. Sometimes men with light skin thought people with dark skin shouldn’t hang out near them.]
Robbie blinked in surprise. “...That man thought my Dad hates dark-skinned people?” Robbie asked.
Jamie frowned and nodded his head.
“But...dark-skinned people are people too.” Robbie told him.
Jamie sighed. ‘Not everyone believed that 50 years ago.’ Jamie signed.
Robbie gave back the notebook and rested his head on Jamie’s lap. “Thank you Jamie.” Robbie said calmly.
Jamie wrapped his arm around Robbie and patted his head. Jamie was beginning to realize just how much stress Robbie’s had to deal with. It was bad enough for an adult to have to watch their parents die, let alone a little child. Jamie finally decided to protect this boy and determine who had killed his parents and attempted to kill him.
[The Next Morning]
Chase walked out of the room with Robbie’s heated blanket around his shoulders. “Robbie? Where did you go?” Chase asked. He looked at the kitchen, and noticed it was empty. He turned his head and looked at the couch, which was surprisingly also empty. Walking towards the hall, Chase decided to head to Jamie’s room to see if Robbie ran in there. Chase grabbed onto the bunny door knocker, and used it to knock on his bedroom door.
“I’ll get it Jamie!” A familiar high-pitched voice let out. Chase’s tense shoulders softened into relief. Soon, the little kid opened up the door and revealed himself to the person at the entrance. “CHASE!” Robbie shouted, jumping up onto Chase’s waist and hanging there.
“Hi Robbie!” Chase greeted. “Fancy seeing you here! I woke up to my little sleeping buddy missing.” Chase explained.
“Yeah, I had nightmares again.” Robbie told him.
“Oh. But...why didn’t you cuddle up to me when you were scared?” Chase asked.
Robbie looked at Chase with a guilty face, before hiding his face into Chase’s belly. “You looked comfy where you were.” Robbie muttered. “I didn’t wanna wake you up.” Robbie admitted.
Chase sighed and smiled. “It’s alright. It’s nice that you went to Jamie.” Chase told him.
“Jamie has PSDT!” Robbie told him.
Chase blinked in surprise, and looked at Jamie with clarification. Jamie, feeling slightly embarrassed, signed the word ‘war’ to him.
Chase’s eyes widened for a moment. ‘WW1? WW2?’ Chase signed to him quietly. Jamie bit his lip as he signed his reply. ‘Both’ he replied.
Chase’s eyes widened in horror. But his eyes quickly lessened when Jamie waved him down. ‘Can I borrow your phone?’ Jamie asked.
Chase nodded and handed his phone to him. “You remember how to use it? Do you want me to give you a quick lesson on-” Chase’s question was quickly interrupted by the snap of Jamie’s finger. ‘No. Thank you. I know how to work a phone.’ Jamie signed back to him sternly. Chase nodded and immediately shut himself up.
Jamie paused his typing when he heard something plastic fall onto the ground. “Oopth...Thorry Chathe! Aah, mm thpillin’ ” Robbie muttered in the background. Chase quickly ran past Jamie and looked at what Robbie was doing. Just as Chase suspected, Robbie was causing trouble:
Robbie had spilt a partly used bottle of Aunt Jemima table syrup onto the ground, and it was already spilling. Not only that, but Robbie’s mouth was completely full, and slightly spilling maple syrup. Was...Was Robbie drinking maple syrup straight up?!
“Uuuuhuhuhuhuh...did you suddenly get hit with a sugar craving or something?” Chase asked the kid.
Robbie swallowed the stuff down and giggled mischievously. “.......Maybe.” Robbie replied.
Chase couldn’t help but chuckle at him. Then, it was as if something in his brain told him ‘you know what? Fuck it!’ and took over his adult side. Before he could really logic anything out, Chase picked up the bottle, wiped the saliva off the bottle mouthpiece and straight up drank a huge swig of it. Robbie bursted into laughter at this, and bursted into even more laughter when he saw Jamie’s wide-eyed stare.
Chase wiped the access syrup off his face and swallowed the extra syrup down. “The kid’s got pretty good ideas.” Chase admitted. Robbie giggled and beamed proudly at Chase’s loving reaction.
Jamie sighed and stared at Chase with pure disappointment. ‘You’re an adult. How can you still act like this?’ Jamie asked.
Chase looked at Jamie with an offended glare. “Oi! How dare you dictate my behaviour! Especially when you’re known for acting like a child as well.” Chase exclaimed.
Jamie was about to point his index finger at Chase, but he dropped it a little when he realized...Chase might’ve been a little right. But, he raised his index finger back up at him when a good argument filled his head. ‘Sure, I act like a child. But I act like it, within reason.’ Jamie explained. ‘I can entertain some kids and be quite childish myself, but switch into adult mode when a couple kids are fighting each other.’ Jamie explained further. ‘I don’t...drink maple syrup straight up, and completely ignore the syrup splatter on the ground.’ Jamie added.
Chase was rolling his eyes, and started reenacting Jamie’s rant in a dramatic, mocking way. You could tell that both Chase AND Jamie were done dealing with the other person’s bull. Robbie on the other hand, was just leaning against the island, laughing hysterically. This was HILARIOUS to him!
It didn’t take very long for Jamie to give up his rant. ‘You know what? Fine. You want to act like a child, I’ll treat you like one.’ Jamie warned. Jamie walked up to the sink and wetted a washcloth. Then, Jamie walked himself up to Robbie, knelt down to Robbie’s eye level, and handed him the washcloth. ‘Can you clean up the syrup you spilled?’ Jamie asked.
Robbie smirked and looked away for a moment. “What’s the magic word?” Robbie teased.
Jamie chuckled and leaned his head back in slight frustration. Then, Jamie placed his hand on his chest and started drawing tiny circles with his hand. ‘Please?’ Jamie signed.
Robbie nodded and gave Jamie a kiss on the cheek. “Okay!” Robbie replied happily before skipping to the mess to clean it up.
Jamie couldn’t help the little smile that grew onto his face. It made his heart melt seeing Robbie be so cute and caring. It also made Jamie realize that Robbie was being a better adult than Chase was right now. So, Jamie stood back up to his feet and turned to face Chase. ‘And now to deal with the second child in the house:’ Jamie signed, putting the syrup into the fridge before walking closer to Chase.
Chase smirked and crossed his arms confidently. “Oh please...what are you gonna do? Put me on a time out?” Chase asked teasingly.
Jamie shook his head with a smirk and wiggled his fingers evilly. Chase’s confident smirk slowly fell as he realized what he was signing himself up for. “Uh-Now wait a second Jamie...I’m not so sure you wanna-” Chase’s protest was quickly interrupted by his own squeal. Jamie’s hands had managed to tickle him for only a few seconds, before Chase started pushing his hands away and backing up. “WAHAIT, JAMIHIHIE!” Chase laughed.
“I’m almost done! Then I’ll come and help you!” Robbie told them both.
Oh thank god...Robbie was gonna help him before this gets too far! Chase reached out in front and grabbed one of Jamie’s hands. This didn’t stop Jamie at all though. Jamie only dug his hand right into Chase’s belly! “OHOHOho geheheheheheez! Hahahahaha! Jahahahamihihihihie!” Chase giggled, letting go of Jamie’s hand.
Suddenly, a small, but quick hand seemed to find Chase’s belly button! “NOHOHOHOHOHAHAHAHAHA! IHIHI THOHOHOUGHT YOHOHOU WEHEHERE HELPIHING MEHEHEHEHE?!” Chase reacted.
“I am! I’m helping you act like a big boy, like me!” Robbie explained before giving Jamie a high five.
“COHOHOHOME OHOHOHON GUHUHUHUHUYS!” Chase begged.
“I’ll save you!” someone yelled behind them. Suddenly, Jamie felt his body get tackled to the ground by a flash of red. A sudden, somewhat quiet squeak filled the room for only a second, causing Robbie and Chase to look over to the source of the sound. The man who tackled Jamie, appeared to be Jackie! And Jackie seemed to have paused what he was doing, to stare at Jamie in pure shock. “Holy- That was YOU?!” Jackie yelled to the dapper boy. Jamie was sitting up, and rubbing his throat. “Did that hurt you?” Jackie asked. Jamie ignored his question and only continued to focus on the noise his throat made.
Jamie looked at Jackie, and quickly patted his shoulder. ‘Tickle me!’ Jamie ordered desperately. Jackie blinked in surprise, and just froze there. So, Jamie gave Jackie’s shoulders a slight shake to get his focus back. ‘Tickle-’
Jamie’s signing was quickly paused thanks to Jackie. The superhero’s hands had given Jamie’s sides a quick squeeze. Jamie tittered quietly for a few seconds, but it didn’t last long at all. When his body sobered up, Jamie immediately begged Jackie for more tickles. He wanted to test if the sound he made was a legitimate vocal cord sound, or just a weird throat noise.
“I...I don’t understand why you want tickles so badly!” Jackie admitted.
“I’ll do it!” Robbie quickly yelled. With not even a moment to spare, Robbie snuck his little fingers under Jamie’s shirt and skittered his fingers all over his ribs and armpits.
“EEE!” Robbie heard. Jackie’s eyes widened as it finally clicked: JAMESON JACKSON WAS MAKING NOISE! And not just claps or whistles, ACTUAL, VOCAL NOISES!
Jamie grabbed onto Robbie’s hands, and gently moved them away from his ribs. Next, Jamie started attempting to use his voice again. For the first few minutes, the sound was just exhaling sounds coming from Jamie’s mouth. But with perseverance and determination, a vocal sound was made! It was short, a little quiet and sounded like a cry...BUT IT WAS SOMETHING!
The moment he felt the slightest vibration in his vocal cords, Jamie bursted out crying. It was a joyful cry. A cry of both amazement, grief and relief that let itself out in streams of tears and sobs. “Your voice! IT WORKS! IT ACTUALLY WORKS!” Chase declared as he pulled Jamie into a big hug.
Chase wasn’t the only excited one. Jackie was ecstatic! Absolutely ecstatic! “JAMESON JACKSON SPEAKS ONCE AGAIN!” He shouted, before joining in on the hug. Jamie’s joyful tears continued to leave his body as he hugged his roommates. His sobs were mixed with impulsive laughter as well, which made Chase smile in excitement. It’s been a long time since Jamie has experienced such raw, mixed emotions.
Jamie pulled away from the hug. ‘But how? My voice hasn’t been used in decades! Maybe, even a century!’ Jamie told him.
Chase shrugged his shoulders. “Maybe Henrik knows.” Chase told him.
Jamie nodded his index finger at him. ‘Maybe.’ Jamie replied. ‘But that doesn’t matter. What matters now, is Robbie.’ Jamie told him as he handed back Chase’s phone.
Chase opened up his phone and looked at all the new information in his search history:
[Austin Clancey - Facebook.com]
[Austin Clancey
I am a Police Officer in Brighton. I have an amazing, beautiful wife named Dawnia, and a cute little boy named Robbin.
Hometown: Brighton, England
Hobbies: Playing card games, visiting car shows, Nascar racing, baseball and riding around in my police car with Robbin.
Music: 80’s rock, death metal, country.
Movies: Grownups, the Fast & Furious franchise, Blue Planet (Robbin loves it a lot more than me), Hamilton (Everything is free in New Jersey!), Beetlejuice...Beetlejuice...Beeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeecause!]
Chase quickly pulled out a notebook and a pen, and began writing all this information down.
He needed to process this and look for more information.
