Before we get started I’d like to say that as a certified pun hater, the title was not my idea
and now that we’ve gotten that outta the way…
second ever trolls tk fic!! Yippee! Thx again isitwp for the abundance of prompts and patience, i greatly appreciate it
so without further ado…
we got a silly scenario where Viva n Clay are having a sleepover! Viva wants to share all her best jokes, but Clay doesn’t find them funny at all (me core), so since she hasn’t made him let out even the smallest of titters all night, she feels she needs to help him out…
“Wait wait, really, this is a good one! This’ll make you crack wait”
It was nearly 11:30 at night and Viva had been constantly blabbering out the stupidest dad jokes for probably an hour at this point; Clay was honestly impressed at how she could remember so many.
He was not, however, impressed by the puns themselves.
“Why can’t dinosaurs clap their hands?” Viva was sitting cross-legged on the carpeted floor across from Clay, leaning forward in anticipation for his reaction to her next joke.
Clay sighed and rolled his eyes. “I don’t know, Viva.” He groaned, growing tired of all this.
“Because they’re extinct!” She exclaimed, and clapped her hands together, barking out a couple laughs before settling down and looking at Clay’s emotionless face.
“That one’s different,” he stated, earning a disappointed sigh from Viva.
“Not into literal jokes either, huh?” She asked, fidgeting with the fabric of the carpet.
“I already told you, jokes in general just aren’t funny at all to me. I’m more into slapstick humor, or-“
“Can I just try a couple more? Pleasepleasepleaaaase?”
“Fine, but-“
“I gave my handyman a to-do list, but he only did jobs #1, 3, and 5. Turns out he only does odd jobs!”
Clay simply blinked at her, looking as bored as ever.
“Eh? Come on Clay, that was a good one!”
“It really wasn’t, Viva.”
Viva groaned, her ears drooping. “Dude, why do you have to be so serious all the time?”
“I’m not that serious! I agreed to have a sleepover, didn’t I? I’m just not a fan of puns. I know Poppy would love them though, so save em all for her, alright?” He wasn’t entirely upset about Viva’s yapping, though. There was something about seeing that look in her eye when she told a joke she was really proud of that was just so… he couldn’t quite come up with a word to describe it, despite his complex vocabulary.
Viva chewed on a random lollypop she had gotten from fuck knows where (Clay decided not to question it), seemingly deep in thought. Then her eyes lit up, and she slowly looked up at Clay with a mischievous grin. Clay sighed again as she shuffled closer to him.
“Not another joke… can we just find something else to do?”
“Clay, I bet you.. uh… three groan tubes that I will get a laugh outta you from my jokes tonight!” Viva betted, now sitting next to Clay. He almost wanted to fake a reaction, just to make her happy…
Nope. Gotta lock in.
“Groan tubes? Uhh okay, I guess”
Viva giggled with excitement. “Okay! Who won the neck decorating contest? It was a tie!” Before Clay could say anything about how dumb that was, she drilled her fingers into his side, causing him to yelp at the ticklish sensation.
“g-GAHA- Vihiva, what the heck?”
“I’m not done- dogs can’t operate MRI machines, but catscan!” This time she pulled him close and blew a raspberry into Clay’s neck. He cackled as he tried pushing her away. “You thought it was funny! You laughed! You laughed! She teased in a singsong voice. Clay shook his head, still grinning from the raspberry.
“nohoho I didn’t! Cheater-“
“What do you call a dog that meditates? Aware wolf!”
She blew another raspberry against his neck, shoving him to the floor and pinning him down in the process. Now for the grand finale.
“AHAHAHA- Vihihiva! C-cut it ohout!” Clay didn’t put much effort into trying to get up, as he was too flustered.
“I tried to make up a joke about ghosts, but I just couldn’t. It had spirit, but no body!” Viva lifted his shirt and blew the fattest raspberry on the middle of his stomach, and in response got the loudest and most joyous laughter out of him. She loved the sound. She sat beside him and chuckled, waiting as he took a few deep breaths. She was done tormenting him for now.
“That was straight up evil, Viva.” Clay said, but with the tone of his voice Viva knew he was joking. She grinned and leaned over and gave him a small peck on the cheek, his face growing bright red as a response.
“You’re a good sport. Take this groan tube, as a thank you!” She pulled a bright blue plastic stuck from her hair and handed it to him. Clay laughed, a little distracted still by the kiss though.
“th-thanks, heh. You always have one of these on you?”
“Oh, I got a bunch!” She tilted het head to the side and a bunch of OOOOOEEEI EEAAAAOOM sounds came from inside her hair. The two laughed at how whimsical it was.
Clay sat up and Viva hugged him, and, caught off guard (in the best way possible), Clay froze for a second before hugging her back. He loved how she made him more comfortable to loosen up.
He was totally gonna get her back for the tickling, though.
summary: after years of being the tickle monster of the family, John Dory finally gets humbled by his bros as an act of revenge
John Dory let out a dramatic sigh of relief as he entered his pod; he had just barely escaped a large group of fangirls who were desperate to get his autograph n shit, but he was not in the mood. All he wanted to do was to go for a little stroll, but apparently that was impossible, being as well known as he was. He knew his brothers went through the same stuff all the time, since they complained so much.
Who knew people would still care so much about us after disappearing from the face of the earth for so many years.. He thought. At least he knew he and his bros were successful. But god damn, the paparazzi could be unbearable sometimes.
Just before he could lazily plop down on his couch, he heard the sound of skittering behind him- a dark blur darted through his vision, and he instantly perked up. “Who’s there?” He asked loudly. Subconsciously, he hoped with every fiber of his being that it was some critter that had gotten in somehow and not an obsessive fan. The ones from earlier did follow him for a while…
With that thought in mind, he reached for the small pocket knife he had tucked away in his jacket. Sure, maybe he was overreacting a bit, but it’s never okay to break into someone’s house!
But as he was lost in thought, he was tackled to the floor from behind.
“ACK-!” Blindly he swung around his little knife.
“Jesus dude! Chill out! It’s just me!”
John Dory was shocked to realize that his “attacker” was none other than his brother, Clay.
“Clay, what the hell was that for? I almost stabbed you!”
“No duh. And uhh.. I can’t tell you”
“Can’t tell me what? What on earth is going on?”
“Now, guys!”
as if on cue, the rest of JD’s brothers- Bruce, Floyd, and Branch- leaped out of their hiding places and ruched to him, pinning him down or sitting around him.
Next thing he knew, John found himself laying on his back with his arms pinned above his head by Branch, Clay straddling his waist, Floyd sitting near his legs and Bruce sitting by his torso, all four of them smirking down at him.
“What the hell is this!?” JD exclaimed, too baffled to really fight back.
“Revenge.” Branch replied curtly.
“That’s not enough detai-ahahaAaahahAHAHAHAA WAHAIT-“
the poor troll was cut off when Branch wiggled his fingers into JD’s armpits.
ohhh fuck. Now he understood. All those years of wrecking his brothers was now coming back to him.
he should have seen this coming.
regardless, JD still tried fighting back, but his brothers were shockingly strong.
at this point the rest of the bros started their attacks too. Clay was squeezing his hips and lower sides, Bruce methodically poked at his stomach and ribs and Floyd scribbled his fingers on JD’s knees
already it was almost too much for the poor ticklish fucker to handle.
He threw his head back and cackled, unable to fight back, and really really wishing that he could get back at his brothers right now.
“How’s it feel being the victim for once?” Clay asked, and JD low key wanted to (kindly) punch that smirk off his face. He chose to ignore him and tried using his hair to throw them off- if he could just use it as a hand, maybe, to tickle one of them back, or to cover Clay’s smug as face-
“Oh no you don’t!” Bruce exclaimed, noticing. Branch trued shoving JD’s hair down. “Don’t worry guys, I’ve got this. Being a dad has given me lots of tickle monster experience.” And Bruce leaned down and blew a loud, sloppy raspberry on JD’s belly.
Their eldest brothers finally lost it.
“SHIHIHIHIHIT! GUHIHUYS S-STAHAHAP!!”
“d’nawww, what’s wrong? Has the big bad tickle monster finally been defeated?” Bruce asked in a really fake sounding sympathetic voice. As much as he hated to admit his defeat, John Dory nodded.
The bros stopped their attacks and all looked down at him, satisfied with what they had done.
It took a minute for John to fully compose himself, laying there as he still giggled from the leftover tickly feelings. He finally sat up and wiped the tears that pricked at his eyes, still grinning.
“You’re all such dicks for that,” he said, “but I guess that was fair. I think I’ll let this slide.”
“Oh thank goodness,” Floyd replied. “I won’t lie, I was actually scared shitless of this idea.”
“Took a while to convince him.” Bruce added, nodding.
“So, Johnathan Dorathan, what did you think? Ut was really all Branch’s idea.”
JD glanced at his youngest brother. “It was… a clever idea, I’ll admit. Im impressed by your ability to stay hidden like that. But do not ever tickle me again, because I will obliterate all of you on the spot.”
“Whatever you say, bro” Clay teased, poking his side. JD yelped.
“What did I just say?”
“Sorry, sorry, I couldn’t help it-“
“No actually what did I just say” John said, standing up. He wasn’t genuinely angry with Clay- he knew his bro was just messing around. But he was not gonna let this slide!
“ohoho god-“ Clay slowly backed away, knowing exactly what was coming.
“oh shit dude, you’re in for it now” Floyd said, almost wanting to run away himself, fearing that JD might decide to wreck all four of them.
“You can’t escape the beast forever!” JD exclaimed, lowering his voice to sound more gruff, “you have just triggered the tickle monster’s prey drive!”
Hey guys, it's been a while since I posted anything or worked on any requests. School is back and I don't have a lotta time, I'm also not very motivated. So, here's how it'll go: I'll try to make 1 to 2 requests every saturday, and 1 self indulgent art every sunday. It's not a lot, but I hope you guys are fine with it. For now, here's a lee!Floyd doodle I made in class a while ago :)
