#finallyyyyyy I've been waiting for this one

[christhopersturniolo]

Well I'm finally dating that one guy Michael who's my best friends brother I've been going to his house to see him a lot recently and I'm going there again tomorrow

SHUSH GIRL FINALLYYYYYY IVE BEEN WAITING FOR THIS🙏🙏🙏

[gamequeenanya]

Tickletober Day 12: Surprise

(ler!Mike, ler!Fritz, lee!Phone Guy)

Note: I may actually write the "cooking pizza" phone call if people are interested!

...

Mike and Fritz peeked into the security office. Phone Guy was there, getting papers ready, probably about to record something.

The time to strike would soon be upon us.

You see, Mike was planning on getting the guy back for his water balloon prank on Halloween. Perhaps with Fritz' help he'd finally get him!

Fritz noticed him pressing the on button on the tape recorder.

"Now, let's get him!"

Meanwhile, Phone Guy had started reading the instructions on the piece of paper. He sounded really cheerful and upbeat.

"Hello hello? This is a guide to cooking for all wannabe Freddy Fazbear chefs! First of all, you'll want your oven to be set to 350-"

At hearing the door of his office burst open, he stopped reading and turned to look. Of course it was these two.

He was expecting some weird request. Instead he was grabbed by both men while still in his chair. Before he realized what was happening, he was laughing freely and curled up, feet stomping the floor.

"AHAHAHAAHAAAHAHAHAHAAAAA! YOHOHOOU GUHUUHUUUUYYYYS!" He shrieked, doing his best to fight off their tickly hands, moving everywhere they could reach on his torso.

"Awww, are you a little bit ticklish...?" Mike teased, getting his armpits.

"I think he is!" Fritz said, squeezing his sides. "Golly, I wonder what his worst spot is?"

Phone guy laughed and thrashed so hard he almost toppled his chair over.

"HAHAAAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAA! STOHOHOHHOOOHOP PLEHEHEEAAAAASE!" He shrieked, fighting off four hands with surprising efficiency.

"I don't know, Mike," Fritz said, scribbling over his belly. "Seems like he's equally as ticklish anywhere you go!"

"I think you're right," Mike replied with a grin, getting the spot between his neck and shoulders.

"IHIHIHIHIIHI'M TEHEHEHHEEHELLING AHAHAAHAHAFTON!"

Mike rolled his eyes.

"Do it, you won't! He'll just tickle you some more-!"

Going over to his feet, Mike took his shoes off and rolled down his socks. Phone Guy kicked but Mike just grabbed his ankles and put them in a headlock. Then he started scribbling everywhere along his soles, tops of his feet, and toes.

He shrieked and kicked harder, but to no avail. Finally, Mike scribbled between all his toes and was rewarded with a double kick in the face. Having lowered his body down, Phone Guy managed to loosen the headlock and push both feet forward, making contact.

"OW!" Michael cried, holding his face.

"Sorry!" Phone Guy said. "But you shouldn't have tickled me. That was a risk you took..."

Fritz giggled beside him. "Yeah, Michael..."

Rolling his eyes, Michael sighed. "Whatever."

Standing up, Phone Guy glared at them with a smirk.

"Heh... You got me. But next time, if you're gonna prank me, pick a weakness that you don't also have yourself~!" He wiggled his fingers at them. Michael's eyes widened and he squeaked. Grabbing Fritz's arm, he ran.

Meanwhile, Phone Guy stayed in the office. Softly humming to himself, he went to press record on the tape recorder before he realized it was still recording.

"Oh. Ughh..." Pressing the eject button, Scott flipped the tape and rewound it so he could try recording the tape again. He wondered if he could do the same thing to Michael and then send the tape to his father for Christmas. But then he shook his head, the thought appearing too cruel for him.

Finding out how ticklish Michael was would be satisfying enough!