#Bennet deserves all the tickles and giggles and raspberries and happiness just like Razor and in this essay I will-

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Oh my GOSH!!! HOW, and I ask, H O W am I suppose to just *incoherent noises* keep LIVING my life as if this isn't one of the CUTEST and PRECIOUS-EST SCENARIO I'VE SEEN!!! Bruuuuh!!!! The playfulness of this! The joy! The laughter! Both of them are so so soo silly and having so much fun together, my heart can't take this

I think chase would be a cute one for Bennett and Razor! Only if you want tho

Tickletober Day 18: Chase

Ler!Razor/Lee!Bennett

"Razor~, you better run! Or else the hunter is gonna getcha!"

Bennett called, smiling at the happy light-hearted giggles that were pouring out of his best friend's mouth as he continued to flee from him, running just a few short paces ahead of the unlucky adventurer despite the fact that he could easily have outrun him with his wolflike speed and stamina long ago if he'd really felt like it.

"Hehehehe!! Hunter cannot catch me! Razor is wolf! And wolf is much to fast for hunters!" Razor shouted back in response, not even bothering to look back as he focused on dodging around the various trees, rocks, and other obstacles that were scattered across Wolvendom.

Eventually though, once the sounds of his friends footsteps had faded into the distance, he stopped, ducking behind a fallen log and peeking over cautiously. Perhaps if he was careful enough, he could turn the tables on the 'terrible hunter' now that he'd lost sight of him.

Sure enough, it wasn't long after that before Bennett finally seemed to catch up, looking just a tad lost now as he tried to track him down, completely unaware that his target was hiding just a few short feet away from him now, and Razor couldn't help but smile a little at the perplexed look on his friend's face. Oh well. Not everyone could have his exceptionally good sense of smell.

Once Bennett had his back turned on him, he very quietly crept his way out of his hiding spot, sneaking up on the unsuspecting teen as he crouched down to examine one of his footprints, trying to figure out where the other boy had gone.

Once he was close enough, Razor made his move. Leaping out of the bush with a playful growl, he pounced, causing poor Bennett to scream in both surprise and terror as he was tackled into the grass.

"WAAAAAHH!!!! W-Wait!! Razor?! What are you-?! AHAHahahahahahaaa!!! No!!! Nohohohohot thahahat!!" He cried, bursting into a frantic fit of giggles when the wolvendom boy suddenly started clawing at his sides and nibbling at his tummy, as if he were pretending to 'eat' him like an actual wolf.

"R-Rahahahazohohor!! It tihihihickles!!!" The poor adventurer whined, taking in huge gulps of breath when his friend finally stopped and looked up at him, though his 'claws' were still resting on his sides ominously. Bennett couldn't help but squirm a bit nervously at the feeling.

"Tickles?" Razor murmured slowly, eyes widening as the word finally seemed to process in his mind. He hadn't actually meant to be tickling Bennett originally, but now that the idea was there...

"Razor is the tickle wolf now!" He roared playfully, deciding to imitate a similar game that purple teacher had used on him just a few days prior whenever he was beginning to grow frustrated by one of his lessons.

"W-Wait what?! T-T-Tickle wolf?! What is-?! Ahahahahahahaha!! Nononoahaha wait!!" Bennett screamed, clearly not having expected the clumsy raspberry that the other boy suddenly blew against his stomach, arms flailing as he tried to shove him away, but to no avail.

Feeling encouraged by his friend's hysterical reaction, Razor continued, blowing raspberry after ticklish raspberry against his stomach as he clawed up and down his sides, and if he weren't already giggling so hard, Bennett would have laughed at the sheer amount of determination on the other teen's face even for such a silly activity as this.

Granted, Razor's technique was still fairly clearly sloppy and uncoordinated, having only just been exposed to this strange new human custom known as 'tickling' recently, but this little detail hardly seemed to matter much in the case of someone who was as ticklish as poor Bennett, and it didn't take much for him to send the other teen into frantic fits of laughter.

His face was getting a little red now though, so perhaps it would be a good time to stop now.

"Ah... Hehehe... Ha... Well... Thahahat wahahas fuhuhuhuhun..." Bennett panted, fanning at his reddened face a little as he sat up and reached for the offered water canister that Razor held out to him.

Taking a quick drink, he turned back to Razor and smiled innocently.

"Mind helping me up?" He asked, reaching a hand out expectantly and waiting for the other to take it. Once he did though, rather than letting the other boy help him stand, he instead gave his arm a strong tug, making him topple into his lap with a startled yelp before bursting into his own giggling fit when the 'hunter' finally caught him up in his arms and started tickling him as well.

Ah, well.. Atleast he hadn't gone down without a fight?