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totallynotbat · 2 years

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Revenge And Laughter.

Summary: Phil has been tickling Tommy and Wilbur for awhile. Well the boys have had enough of it.

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Warning: Swearing.

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Phil stretched out his wings as he sat on the couch of his living room, a cup of coffee in hand.

What he wasn’t aware of was two boys whispering to each other before one ran in the opposite direction, the other standing on the second story floor of his home.

“Dad!”

Phil’s head turned, Wilbur was calling him, placing his cup down on the coffee table before standing up.

“Yeah Will?” Phil called back.

“Can you come here? Me and Tommy need to show you something!”

Phil chuckled, seeing the beanie wearing man pop his head out, how could he say no. “Coming boys!”

Phil walked towards where he heard and saw Wilbur, suprised to see he wasn’t there.

“Wilbur?”

No response, Phil looked around, seeing no signs of his son.

“Will where are y-OHOHOU!” Phil broke into laughter as he felt a sensation on his hips, he turned his head, seeing Wilbur there.

“Hey dad.” Wilbur smirked, giving another playful squeeze to Phil’s hips.

“Wilbur- Whahat THEHE hehehell?!” Phil squeaked.

“Well I figured since you’ve been mean to me and Tommy, that answer should be obvious.” Wilbur stated with a shrug.

“Some nice needed revenge is nice for you tickling us, Phil.” Tommy stepped out from behind Wilbur with a smile, Phil stepped back a bit.

Wilbur unknowingly stepped behind Phil, squeezing his hips again.

“ACK! Whihihihilbur!” Phil giggled, another squeeze sent the winged blonde nearly falling over, Wilbur catching him and holding him as he continued to tase his hips.

“AH! AHAHA! NOHOHO!” Phil squeaked.

Wilbur wrapped his arms around Phil’s waist, pulling him down. Phil positioned where he was laid down, his wings wrapped parts of his body as he squirmed to make a run for it.

“Now let’s begin shall we?” Wilbur looked at Tommy who was beside him with just as big of a grin as Wilbur had.

Wilbur slowly began doing small traces behind Phil’s ears, Phil squeaked and broke into light giggles.

“Hehey!” Phil squirmed.

“Yeah dad?” Wilbur asked, blowing a few times into his ears.

“Whihihill!”

Tommy smiled, teasing his ears as well, noticing that they twitched a bit from the touch.

“Tohohomy! Ehehe!” Phil giggled softly, nuzzling his head into Wilbur’s chest.

“Awww! How cute is this?!” Wilbur cooed, lightly tracing Phil’s neck.

“Scratch cute Wilbur, he’s being fucking cute.” Tommy replied with a light chuckle, continuing to tease Phil’s ears, which twitched at the same pattern as his giggles.

“Nahat cuhuhute!!!” Phil giggled, his pointy ears continued moving, the feathers behind them flapping a bit.

Wilbur and Tommy cooed and awed again, much to Phil’s embarrassment. Phil hiding his flustered face into Wilbur’s chest.

“Getting all flustered, but pink is usually Techno’s color.” Wilbur traced Phil’s neck, grazing a sweet spot.

“Whihihihilbur!” Phil squeaked with a whine.

“Hm, let’s see.” Tommy said, beginning to lightly scribble Phil’s sides, Phil losing it in a fit of laughter.

“TOHOHOHOMY!!!” Phil screamed out as he tipped his head back.

“Atta boy Toms get him!” Wilbur teased Phil’s ribs with his free hand that wasn’t holding his father down.

“WHIHIHIHILBUR!” Phil howled, hiccups peppering in.

Wilbur continued, spidering up his top and bottom ribs, watching Phil squirm left and right.

“Tickle Tickle Dadza!” Wilbur teased, scribbling across the man’s bones.

“Whihihill!” Phil squeaked, letting out a series of snorts, which embarrassed the already flustered avian.

“Aww! Okay I take what I said back, scratch cute, replace with adorable.” Tommy cooed, squeezing Phil’s thigh, cooing and awing at the kicks he got in response.

They both stopped after a few allowing him to breathe.

“You okay to continue?” Tommy asked, Phil nodded.

Wilbur smirked, wiggling his fingers across the base of his wings, which twitched a bit.

“Hehehe!” Phil snickered, attempting to stop the laughter in his chest.

“Aww, you can laugh Phil.” Wilbur smiled, continuing to attack the appendages.

“Nuhuhu! Ahahahaha!” Phil squealed, squirming around.

“Aw! Phil has ticklish wings!” Tommy cooed.

“Shuhuhuhush you!” Phil giggled, his wings flapping a bit.

“Hmm nah!” Tommy smiled, spidering up and down the joints of the feathers. “I’m just gonna continue tktktktk-tickling you~”

Phil was lost in a sea of flustered laughter, Wilbur cooing on how giggly his father was.

The two boys stopped after another few minutes, allowing Phil to breathe.

Tommy experimentally grabbed Phil’s tank top, Phil looking up at him with a nod of consent, lifting up the green tank top to reveal his skin, showing the scars from his travels.

“Damn, are you trying to compete with Techno for the most scars?” Tommy asked.

Phil wheezed a laugh. “Techno won that competition, but we’ve been around much longer than you think Raccoon Boy.”

Tommy raised a eyebrow at the nickname. “Let’s see, where did you get me last? Oh right here!”

Tommy began tickling his sides again, sending the avian into laughter instantly, before trailing his nails across Phil’s stomach.

“PFFT-AHAHAHA! TOHOHOHOMY!” Phil squealed, squirming around.

“Wilbur hold him down!” Tommy crowed, Wilbur grabbing Phil’s arms and holding them above his head.

“NOHOHO PLEHEHEASE BOHOHOHYS!!!” Phil screamed.

“Holy shit, he’s really ticklish here!” Wilbur cooed, blowing behind Phil’s ears, sending the avian into a series of embarrassed snorts.

“Heh, he is. Wonder what would happen if I…” Tommy blew a raspberry right on Phil’s stomach, right by his belly button.

Phil screamed, squirming around as Wilbur continued holding him back, holding his father’s arms above his head.

“HIHIHIHHAHAHA!!! TOHOHOHOMY!!!” Phil squealed.

Tommy smirked, blowing another raspberry. Phil lost in a sea of squeals, squirming around as much as he could.

“HIHIHIHIHAHAHA!!! STOP STOHOHOHP STAHP! PLEHEHEASE!!! HIHIHIHIHI!!! IM SOHOHRRY AHAHAHA!!!” Phil shook his head as he screamed, tears on the corner of his eyes.

Tommy and Wilbur slowed to a stop, Phil getting his leftover giggles out as he sat up.

“You kids are ruthless.” Phil said with a smirk.

Wilbur and Tommy shrugged, before taking off in a dash. Philza right behind them.

Normally the best kind of chaos.

#mcyt tickle #dsmp tickle #lee!philza #ler!wilbur #ler!tommy

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