#Does any if this even make sense WHAHAA

[ask-aftermath-jevin]

hhhuh... you'd think with whatever black was doing to cause all of this would easily spread around the rest of the world... guess not... if its funds you need I could just find some chunks of gold out in space, its literally super easy for me to just teleport onto an asteroid and just mine it out myself~ pretty sure most anon's can do the same thing but, most also need to breathe and... yea there's a whole system with that stuff but you get the point -

"His... system... is.. confusing. It hurts to talk about it, knowing I once was a part of it, but.." He took a deep breath (infodump incoming, I cut it just in case bc it's a bit lengthy HEL)

"Black would basically take people from different communities and essentially try to make as many of us follow him, in the religious sense, as possible. It was a bit interesting since, in most other cults, still weird calling it that now, the community is at one place. But Black actually wanted people from different places. He wanted to spread his influence to as many places as possible, to as many people from different places."

"We were led to believe he was helping us in some way. Some people desired community, some wanted prosperity, some were like me and just simply wanted protection, or at least the comfort of feeling safe. And he uses this to make us continue following him, saying we'll never have a chance if not for his guidance."

"... I believe he is eventually going to go after the more large and populated places. He already has some people from said places who follow him, but not as many as I'd think he would like. I think mine was one of the first targets because it's smaller. Easier to deal with. I didn't even help him after the madness started and.. well.. this is the result. The main reason he didn't get a chance to finish us all off was due to Mr. Sun and Mr. Tree."

"... I'm rambling, I'm so sorry. I.. reallyyy needed to talk about him, now that I know what I know. I'm holding back on speaking about my past affiliation with him to my fellow survivors, but I suppose I could use my platform as a warning of sorts, so.. here this is. You all know anyways."

"Aaanyways- I- wow I really lost track- that is a unique ability you have. I don't want to force you to go out of your way, even though you claim it's easy, but I wouldn't decline if you did this. I just worry about if we were to be questioned how we got space gold.."

[cringemesstickles]

Pranks Come With Consequences

(TickleTober Day 27: Hysterical)

Summary: Jack takes a prank too far and David wants revenge

Pairing: implied none

Word Count: 1,053

A/N: HELLO FIRST NEWSIES FIC?!?! 😨

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In a cramped and dimly lit room, the unmistakable smell of ink and newsprint lingered in the air. Jack Kelly leaned against a wooden table, a sly grin spreading across his face as he watched David Jacobs furiously review the evening’s edition of the New York World.

“What did you do, Jack?” David’s voice carried an edge, his eyes narrowing as he came across a particular line in the paper—a line he definitely did not write.

“Aw, come on, Davey. It’s just a little joke!” Jack replied, chuckling. “No harm done, right?”

David slammed the paper onto the table, his eyes filled with indignation.

“A joke? You call replacing my carefully crafted sentences with ludicrous innuendos a joke? You jeopardized my credibility!”

Jack’s eyes widened as he registered David’s fury. A sense of dread settled over him, and he stammered,

“Look, I- uh- I didn’t think you’d get this mad... I’m sorry.”

David’s glare deepened, making Jack’s heart skip a beat. Then, with a sudden swiftness, David lunged at him, knocking Jack onto the beat up sofa.

“Oh, you’re gonna be sorry, alright,” David growled.

Before Jack could react, David pinned him down, his fingers swiftly descending towards Jack’s vulnerable sides.

Usually, David was gentle, employing feathery strokes to elicit laughter; but not this time.

This time, he dug his fingers in, scribbling rapidly and relentlessly into the sensitive flesh.

“WHAHAA- DAVEY, STAHAHAP!”

“Say you’re sorry!” David’s voice was stern, but his eyes twinkled.

“EEK- I-I’M SOHOHORRY!!” Cried Jack, flailing aimlessly under the torturous sensations.

“You don’t sound very sorry.”

David shifted to rake over his friends tummy, moving his hands in a circular motion, relishing how Jack’s laughter got louder and his belly seemed to quiver sensitively.

He’d been tickling the blonde for less than two minutes and he was already hysterical, something David found both ridiculous and endearing.

“NOO, DAVEY, MEHEHERCY!!”

The brunette laughed at that, not halting his attack.

“Aw, you don’t like this? It’s just a little joke, remember?” He teased, causing a bright red blush to form on Jack’s face which was adorned with a childlike smile as he thrashed and guffawed.

“NOHOHOHO, DAVE! I CAHAHAHAN’T!!”

Normally, David would relent by now; but in this moment, he was a man of vengeance and he wasn’t gonna stop until he felt that the little prankster had truly learned his lesson.

Besides, anyone with a brain could see the sparkling joy in Jack’s eyes. He was always up for mischief in any way, shape, or form, thus making it enjoyable for the both of them.

David’s nimble fingers wandered up to his victims underarms, drilling his thumbs into the hollows and earning a snort from the boy.

Jack squealed and kicked, slamming his arms down to his sides, which didn’t help at all; in fact, it only seemed to make it tickle more.

“GAHAHAHA- NOT THERE, NOT THEHEHERE!!” He cackled, tears of mirth starting to fall down his face as he wriggled like a worm on a hook, unable to escape the ruthless tickling.

David grinned, digging in harder and making Jack scream with laughter.

“Aw, what’s the matter, Jack? Does this tickle? Does it? Maybe next time, you’ll think of the consequences before pulling a stupid prank like that.”

Jack’s bright boisterous laughter echoed through the room, almost filling it with a feeling of warmth.

“DAVEHEHEHEY!! I-I CAHAHA- MEHER-MERCYYY!”

The troublemakers struggling was beginning to falter, going limp and surrendering to the tickly torment and letting himself be consumed by his own hysterical reactions.

David pulled his hands away for a moment to give Jack a breather, though it was clear by the fire in his eyes that he wasn’t finished quite yet.

“Well? You ready for more tickles?” He teased, wiggling his fingers just above the blonde’s ribs, knowing it was a tickle hot spot.

Jack’s eyes widened comically and his squirming picked up again, renewed with a newfound desperation.

“Oh no. nononono, Davey, plehehehease! I’m sohohorryyy!!” Giggled Jack, tingling with anticipation as he watched those scarily skilled digits inch closer and closer to his most ticklish spot, both eager and dreadful.

“Nope. Not buying it. I don't think you’re truly sorry yet.” Smirked the brunette, a devious glint in his eye.

“I am, I am!! Dahahavey, pleHEHEHEASE- OH GOHOHOD!”

A mixture of snorts, shrieks, and squeals filled the room as Jack was tossed into a bout of hysterics, kicking and thrashing like a wild horse as David’s fingers dug harshly into his ribs, pinching skittering and squeezing the sensitive spot.

“Aw, listen to that beautiful laughter. You’re just too adorable when you’re all helpless and squirmy~” David cooed, delighting in the way Jack’s cheeks managed to flush even darker, taking on a cherry red hue.

“NOHOHOOOO!! D-DAVEY, STOHOHOHOP!” Jack pleaded, struggling to breathe through all the laughter.

“Stop what? Tickling you, or calling you cute?”

“BOHOHOHOTH!! EEK- MEHERCY, MERCEHEHEHEY!!”

Figuring the boy had learned his lesson, David began to ease up; but there was one last thing he wanted to do.

“Alright, I think you’ve learned your lesson. But just to make sure…”

Quickly pulling Jack’s shirt up, David lowered his head and blew a loud raspberry right on the blonde’s ribs, getting a shrill shriek in response.

“NAHAHAH- DAHA- PLEHE- CAHAHAN’T BREHEHEATHE-”

At this point, Jack was nearly incoherent.

His body went completely still and he seemed to lose his voice, with a bright smile glued to his face as, he let his head fall back as he let out silent happy laughter.

Seeing his friend was genuinely struggling to breathe, the brunette pulled away, getting off of the boy and giving him some room to calm down.

“You alright?” He asked, getting a tired nod from Jack who was gasping for air and giggling from the phantom tickles.

“Good. Now let this be a lesson… next time you wanna pull a stupid prank like that, you better be prepared for the consequences.”

Jack nodded frantically, still flushed from the attack.

“Heard you loud and clehehear; no more pranks… for now… hehe” He grinned cheekily, David merely rolling his eyes with exasperation.

“You’re incorrigible, Jack…” David chuckled fondly.

Jack Kelly could be a real handful sometimes, but David, no matter how frustrated he could get with his friend’s shenanigans, wouldn’t have him any other way.