How to Beat Your Brother At His Game
Michael and his friends are tormenting his little brother again...And Evan is sick of it. So, when things get desperate, he exposes a secret about his brother that completely throw his friends for a loop.
God...It has been ages. How long has it been? *Checks AO3* Oh shit...March 27th. That's a long time. My bad, guys...I've been in haitus, if I'm honest. I moved into a new place with my boyfriend, and I'm loving every second of it. I'm also a step mom now, so I'm getting used to having a little child over on the weekends. With that all happening, I think I've finally mentally come to terms with my new life. And...I can feel my need to write growing with every passing week. Just a few days ago, I got so into writing, that I finished 3 fanfictions in 3 days. So...I think it's time to upload a couple more fanfictions. :3
This fanfic was suggested by @jinx198 on AO3. I sincerely hope you enjoy!
Michael, and his friends were tormenting Michael’s little brother at home. It was 2 days before Evan’s birthday party at Freddy Fazbear’s Pizza…And Evan was scared out of his skin. Evan had always found the animatronics to be terrifying, especially when Dad or Michael made him move closer to them. No matter how much his Dad would tell him that ‘they’ll never hurt you’ and ‘they’re not that scary’, Evan just did not believe him. No amount of ‘exposure therapy’ was ever going to change how terrifying those robots look.
The only way Evan would ever consider getting closer to them, is if those awful, metal teeth were removed. Those robots had sharp metal teeth in their jaws that threatened to pierce you like a needle, or crush you like a grape. Each tooth looked bigger than the others, and the poor boy couldn’t understand why his uncle had to make these robots with giant teeth in them. They were scary! And now he has to go see those robots for his birthday!
Why couldn’t he go to Planet Kid instead?!
“Hey Evan!” Evan’s thoughts were interrupted by his brother, who suddenly appeared at his bedroom door. “Foxy’s here!”
Without any warning, a Foxy mask came flying towards him!
“aAH!” Evan shrieked and jumped out of the way of the mask. “Michael!”
“Oh my bad, did I scare you?” Michael asked, snickering evilly.
“No no, I think he wants Bonnie.” One of friends said before throwing the Bonnie mask at Evan to scare him further.
Evan scooted himself back towards the bed. “Stop it!”
“Come on, it’s my turn!” One of Michael’s other friends said in a low voice as a Freddy mask was thrown at him.
Evan screeched and covered his face, blocking the freddy mask from hitting him in the head. “LEAVE ME ALONE!” Evan shouted.
“Hey Evan! You want some pizza? o-WHOOPS!” The chica mask went flying towards Evan, hitting him in the arms.
“I HATE YOU!” Evan shouted, throwing the foam masks back at his brother.
But the group of boys laughed and caught the masks, clearly unphased by his throws. “Oh come on, Evan! It’s just a joke! Stop being such a crybaby!” Michael argued.
“You’re evil! I hate you!” Evan shouted, throwing a pillow at his big brother.
But Michael caught the pillow perfectly and threw it right back at his little brother. The pillow inevitably ended up hitting Evan in the face, muffling his crying for only a moment. But that moment was just long enough to make everyone else burst out laughing.
“MOMMY!” Evan shouted and tried to run out of the room. But one of his friends, who was dawning the Freddy mask once again, closed the door on him. Then, Michael stood against the door to prevent him from leaving.
Evan grabbed the doorknob and pulled on it with as much strength as his little body had. But because his friend was much bigger than him, the door wouldn’t budge! He was stuck in there! “MOMMY HELP!” Evan shouted.
“Awww, is de poor baby crying for mommy?” Michael mocked, leaning over to look at his little brother. “So scared, and nowhere to run!” He teased.
“Open the door!” Evan yelled.
But Michael smirked and pushed him back. “Or what? You’ll cry?” Michael taunted. “Are you gonna go ‘Waah waah waah! Michael’s being mean again’? You think Mom likes hearing you cry all the time?” Michael taunted further.
“LET ME OUT!” Evan shouted.
“Yeah, keep fighting all you want. No one’s here to help you.” Michael muttered aloud.
“MICHAEL!” Evan started trying to push Michael away from the door. But once again, nothing was budging. Michael was bigger than him, and therefore invincible compared to Evan. But…He wasn’t entirely invincible…
“You’re stuck in here until you fa-aAH!” Michael jumped and yelped, curling inwards. “What the-” Michael gasped and held his stomach. “Evan stOP!”
“What’s he doing, man?” The friend with the chica mask asked.
“He- FuckFUHUCK-!” Michael covered his mouth and tried to move away from him.
“I’m making him move!” Evan yelled, poking and squeezing his sides.
“EvAN NO!” Michael squeaked.
“Wait, what?!” The friend with the bonnie mask reacted with a gasp.
“Holy shit!” The friend with the chica mask leaned in, and quickly noticed the smile breaking through his hands. “You’re ticklish?!” He asked, shocked.
“Is he?!” The friend with the Bonnie Mask said next. “Oh crap- He IS!”
“That’s hilarious!” The friend with the Freddy mask reacted.
“EvanSTAHAP! NOhoho!” Michael finally fell to his side, laughing into his hand.
“Yeah! He’s very ticklish! More ticklish than me!” Evan reacted.
“More than you?!” The friend with the Freddy mask reacted.
“Yeah!” Evan reacted.
“EVAN DOHOHON’T!” Michael shouted.
“But where?” The friend with the Chica mask asked.
“Oh, that’s easy! His ribs, his armpits, his neck, even his feet!” Evan reacted, leaning over and tickling Michael’s feet slightly, to get him kicking and squealing.
“Ehehehevan! Ihihi hahate yohohou!” Michael whined.
“Oh come on, Michael! It’s just a joke! Stop being such a crybaby!” Evan cheered excitedly. It looked like hearing his own words being muttered back to him, had given him more confidence.
“Ohoho! Burn!” The kid with the Chica mask reacted.
“This is awesome!” The kid in the Freddy mask reacted.
“Just to clarify, you said his ribs?” The friend with the Bonnie Mask asked Evan as he poked his ribs.
“SHIHITNO! STAHAHAP IHIT!” Michael shrieked, his laughter growing slightly louder as his wiggling intensified.
“Yup!” Evan responded proudly. “Clawing is his BIGGEST weakness. He’ll be screaming like a husky in no time!” Evan admitted.
“Evahahan! STAhahahap!” Michael growled through his laughter as he kept wiggling and trying to push his friends away. “Ihihi’ll gehehet yohou for thihihis!” He reacted.
“Never in a million years, did I think THEE Michael Afton would be this ticklish!” The friend with the Chica mask reacted.
“I know, right?! It’s hilarious!” The friend with the Bonnie mask responded.
The friend with the Chica mask knelt down beside Michael’s head and gently scratched a finger on the back of his neck. “Neck too, you said?” He asked.
Evan smiled. “Yup!” He responded rather proudly.
“SHIHIHIT-” Michael leaned his head back, lifting his shoulders up. “STAHAHAP IHIHIT! HAHAHA!” He had only been tickled for a few seconds, and he was already cackling!
“Aww, cool! I wanna try!” The friend with the Freddy mask responded. “Evan, can I try?” He asked.
Evan turned to him. “Sure!”
He looked his best friend up and down. “Any idea where to tickle? So many spots are already taken!” The boy with the Freddy mask asked him.
“Oh! Oh! Try his tummy! His belly button’s a killer!” Evan reacted with a childish smirk on his face.
“Yeah, but…I don’t wanna kill him.” He told him, kneeling down and tickling his belly. “Yet.” He added with a smirk. “SHIHITSHITSHIT PLEEEHEHEHEASE STAHAP!” Michael was rolling around, losing it with laughter. Though his feet were kicking all over the place, his arms were stuck against his sides to prevent anyone from getting his armpits. But no matter how much he tried to hide the spot, one of his friends managed to successfully worm their fingers into his one armpit. And when that happened, that’s when even MORE hell broke loose! The poor boy looked like he was dying of laughter! His face was growing more and more red by the minute…And it was getting to a point where Evan had to fall back to save his brother from choking on his own laughter. It was like his friend said: He didn’t want to kill him!
…Yet.
“GUHUHUHUYS PLEEEHEHEEASE!” Michael shouted. “HAHAHAHAHA- PLEHEHEEEEASE!”
“Damn! He’s begging a lot!” The friend with the Bonnie mask reacted.
“He really is!” The friend with the Freddy mask added.
“What is it, Laugh-ton?” The friend with the Chica mask asked.
“STAHAHAHAP IHIT!” Michael shouted next.
“But then we’d have to go back to bothering Evan!” The friend with the Bonnie mask admitted.
“And that’s boring compared to this!” The friend with the Freddy mask admitted next.
“And there’s no way we’re going back to that now!” The friend with the Chica mask responded.
Evan’s face lit up when he heard all this. Michael’s ticklishness was more interesting than bullying me?! Oh my gosh!! If Even knew this before now, he would’ve exploited his brother’s weakness a lot sooner! Who knew a simple few pokes could give the best revenge plan ever?!
“EHEHEVAN HEHEHELP MEEEE!” He could hear through his thoughts. “IHIHIHI’M GONNA DIEEEEE!” He cried out desperately.
Evan looked over, and quickly began to worry. As much as the little boy was enjoying seeing his brother being tormented for once, Michael was looking super out of breath. And…He looked like he needed help. So, Evan decided to be the better person.
“Hey guys, I think he’s had enough.” Evan warned them softly.
“Michael? Oh god no. This is nothing!” The friend with the Bonnie Mask spoke up.
“Don’t worry, kid. We’re standing up for you now.” The boy with the Chica mask told him.
“He’ll be fine. I’ve been tickled longer than this before.” The guy with the Freddy mask mentioned.
“B-But…He’s super ticklish!” Evan admitted.
“PLEHEHEHEHEHEASE!” Michael shouted out.
“Well, that’s his fault for being so ticklish!” The boy with the Chica mask mentioned.
Evan groaned slightly. This isn’t right. He’s gonna choke if they’re not careful. Screw being the better person. Time to be the little tormentor he’s known for!
Evan ran up to the boy with the Chica mask and started tickling his sides.
“aAH SHIT!” The boy fell onto his side and squealed, not at all expecting such a strong tackle from a little kid. “WhOA! WHOHOHOA!”
“I told you to stop!” Evan yelled as he squeezed and spidered his sides.
“BAHAHAHA- eEEEK! EVAN STAHAP!” The boy yelled, rolling around wildly.
“What the-” The boy with the Bonnie mask looked up at the new commotion.
“BAHACKSTABBER! BETRAHAHAHAYAL!” The boy shouted.
As you can probably tell, this tickle attack was more than enough to distract the rest of Michael’s friends from their previous task at hand. This gave Michael a chance to finally breathe, calm down and observe the new scene.
Despite Michael’s friend being much bigger and stronger, Evan was surprisingly able to keep himself on top of him through the wiggling. That alone shocked everyone in the room, including Michael who was slowly gaining back his energy.
Though Michael was worried his brother was gonna fall and get crushed by his friend…He was also quite impressed with him. Not only did Evan stand up for him when he was down, but he willingly risked injury to stop his friends from killing him! And to be honest, Michael was very thankful. He could feel his legs and chest starting to give out just before Evan had switched things up.
When Michael came back to the present, he quickly noticed that his other friends were trying to tickle Evan off the boy with the chica mask. And though Evan was visibly laughing and curling up, he wasn’t backing down. It looked like years of tickling his little brother had helped Evan build up more of a tolerance.
With that in mind, Michael threw himself up and grabbed his friend in the Freddy mask. “Get over here!” He yelled, roughly tackling him down.
“HEY! Careful!” The friend reacted, staring him down through the Freddy mask.
“I’m sorry, ‘careful’?!” Michael reacted. “Did I hear that right?!” He asked. “I am not gonna be careful after all that time you spent tickling me.” Michael warned him as he wiggled his fingers. “Ready to feel the true power of the tickle monster?” Michael teased.
“Oh please…I’m not like the cry baby over there.” The boy reacted, pointing to Evan over his shoulder.
Michael widened his eyes for a moment…before smirking. “You shouldn’t have said that, mate.” Michael warned as he scooted himself over to the boy’s feet. “Only one person can call Evan names around here…And that one person is me.” Michael warned him.
“Oh now you’re screwed.” The friend with the Bonnie mask reacted.
“W-Wait, not my feet! I’ll die!” The boy begged.
“Oh, you’ll die?” Michael clarified. “Boy, those words sound really familiar.” He teased, recalling his own words as he was being tickled senseless by his friends.
“No! NO!” His friend tried to pull his foot back, but gasped as Michael grabbed his ankle. “MICHAEL!”
“What? You scaaaared?” Michael asked him.
Evan widened his eyes as he recognized it…Those words in that tone of voice…Michael was using his big brother powers on his friend! It almost felt like a dream! What are the chances?!
His thoughts should’ve been interrupted by the loud laughter of Michael’s friend…but that laughter just further proved how insane this moment is. Michael was not only standing up for him…But he was also tickling his friend to make him regret messing with him!
Even though this whole moment started with his brother and his friends making fun of him for his fear of the animatronics…all that fear was now completely out the window. He didn’t need to worry about the animatronics right now. All he needed to focus on was his brother in the Foxy mask tickling his friend in the Freddy mask.