The Lost Boys ~ (tickle fic)
Summary: Alan and Edgar are training Sam for future vampire fights, but he didn’t know endureance would be such a hard test to pass.
Lee: Sam
Lers: Alan and Edgar
“Are you sure this is necessary? I mean, when would this actually happen?!”
Sam was currently laying on the floor. His two friends Edgar and Alan had him pinned down for “endurance training”
Edgar was sitting on Sam’s waist with Alan on his arms.
“Oh of course this is necessary.” Edgar began.
“You think a vampire is going to tickle me to death?”
“It’s happened before, man. And they’re very skilled in the art of tickling. So we’ve taken it upon ourselves to make sure you don’t fall victim to their attack.” Alan finished.
“Shit- *sigh Okay! Fine. Just get it over with.”
Sam shut his eyes and waited for the tickles but nothing came.
“Not so fast mister eager, we need to know where you’re most ticklish.” Edgar poked Sam side executing a small giggle.
“Noho way I’m not telling you that!”
“Fine. I guess we’ll have to find it ourselves.”
“Wait what?”
Alan started to lower fingers towards Sam’s underarms. Wiggling them teasingly.
“Nohoho!” Sam couldn’t stand air tickles. Micheal used them against him all the time.
“Ready, Alan?” Edgar smirked.
“Ready.”
They launched their attached.
Edgar started poking and squeezing all around Sam’s stomach while Alan scribbled his fingers in his underarms.
“Nohohohoho! Guhuhuhuys!” Sam squealed and kicked his legs.
“Geez, I knew you were tickish but not this ticklish. You better hope the vampires never find out.” Edgar smirked.
“Ihihihim nohohohot!” Sam giggled and jerked when Alan fluttered his fingers are Sam’s neck and ears.
Edgar reached back, remembering his knees were a really good spot.
Sam arched his back and let out loads of belly laughter as that oh so ticklish spot right above his kneecap was squeezed.
“EDGAHAHAHAHA NOHOHAHA!”
“Oh yeah. I forgot your lower body is more ticklish. Alan, get his feet.”
Before Sam could protest, Alan quickly ran and sat on Sam’s ankles. Taking off each shoe one at time before spidering his fingers all over Sam’s socked soles.
It’d be an understatement to say Sam went berserk.
“OKAHAHAY OKAHAHAY IHIHIHI GIHIHIVE!”
“You can’t give up, then they’d turn you into a vampire or eat you. Just five more minutes.” Alan chuckled and attacked the balls of feet.
“Oh I think he can last ten.” Edgar laughed.
“NAHAHAHA IHIHI CAHAHAHAHAN’T!”
Edgar and Alan finally let up after a few more seconds of torture, not wanting to actually kill their friend.
Sam was left a giggling ball on the floor. His two friends staring down at him smiling before helping him up.
“You guhuys are mean.” Sam giggled.
“Oh trust me, the vampires are much worse than us two combined.” Edgar stated.
“Oh really? And how would you know that, Edgar? Did the vampires get you at one point?” Sam chuckled and poked Edgar’s side.
“Hehey! Don’t. And n-no they didn’t.” Edgar blushed.
“Hey, Alan, don’t you think Edgar could use some more training?” Sam and Alan looked at each other then at Edgar and smirked.
“Guys- just wait a second.”
“Get him!” Sam yelled.
The two pounced and the room was once again filled with laughter.