Tickled 'Till You're Blue - A Mega Man Fanfic

  It was a clear, moist summer day at Light Labs. The sun was shining as a gentle breeze that would sometimes play with one's hair churned the moistness of the atmosphere. To top it all off, this was Plant Man's favorite thing about summer, the Tiger Lilies were starting to blossom. In the backyard, Mega Man himself (a.k.a. Rock) and his reunited older brother, Protoman (a.k.a. Blues) were enjoying the great summertime outdoors. The Blue Bomber and the Prototype robot were having a brotherly battle to pass the time. It was hard to determine who had the upper hand. It kept toggling between the two bro-bots.

  Rock had dodged another series of shots from his brother's Buster and retaliated with a crash bomber. At this point, Rock was surely winning, but he didn't want to hurt his sibling. At the same time, both robots knew this battle was just for fun, not for any real conflict between the two. Protoman soon did a clever trick. He assembled a leaf shield, readied two metal blades, launched the leaf shield hurdling towards Rock, followed by one and then another metal blade. The younger brother attempted to block this with a plant barrier, but somehow, they got past the barrier and the barrier's user took quite a beating. Now Blues was starting to prevail.

  "Is that all you've got?" Protoman asked competitively with a playful smirk.

  "Just wait," Rock replied, smiling back, "I've got one last trick up my sleeve." With that, Mega Man equipped himself with Wood Man's ability and aimed his ready buster at Protoman.

  "Go ahead, leafy-green," the big brother teased, "I'll give you one fair shot."

  "One fair shot is all I need," the little brother smirked as his buster burst out what looked like a flurry of small leaves that fluttered like vicious yet delicate butterflies. They reached Blues in practically no time flat. But when they did, instead of shredding him like a cat shredding a newspaper, something else happened. What Protoman felt wasn't painful at all. The leaves were brushing and twirling against different areas of his body. Mostly his midsection and his knees were assaulted by the little leaves. Protoman uncontrollably smiled and laughter was ringing from him without anything stopping it.

  "Whahahat is thihihihihis!? Hehehehehee!" He giggled as he dropped to the soft, grassy ground on his knees, trying to brush the leaves away without success. They flew right back like how nuts and bolts would fly towards Magnet Man.

  Mega Man smirked, "We both agreed that this was a battle just for fun. So, isn't this fun?" He walked over, knelt down, and started helping the leaves out by poking and prodding at the laughing robot's belly and sides. This made his laughter elevate as he squirmed and flinched at the ticklish sensations all over him.

  "Hehehehehehehee! Hahahahahahaa! Stop ihihihit!" He demanded, though it was hard to sound serious about it when he was laughing so much. Rock giggled as he spidered his fingertips under his arms, which made him yelp and laugh like a barking puppy.

  "I think your case of the giggles is contagious," he teased cheerfully, "'Cause I'm starting to get the giggles, too!" The two sibling robots laughed and giggled until the leaf gust wore off. When hey stopped, so did Mega Man. Protoman laid on the ground, panting and giggling with a blush on his cheeks and a little bit on his nose. The blue bomber smiled and stood up.

  "That was a good battle," he grinned, "Let's do it again sometime." He winked to his brother before walking inside as the sun started going down. Blues sat up and smirked.

  "Oh, we'll battle again, alright," he said secretly, "And this time, I'll take you down, just like you did to me." He headed inside as well, smirking.

  That following night, on Roll's bed in her room, Rock was brushing Roll's hair for her as she cleaned Rock's helmet. They did his nightly. Roll sported a pale-pink, oversized T-shirt with a pair of fluorescent-pink fleece pants patterned with black and white polka-dots, barefooted. Rock wore a baby-blue tank top with dark blue pajama shorts, his feet clad in white-and-grey socks. Roll smiled at their adorable reflection in the mirror.

  "I couldn't help but notice Blues was having a good time battling with you," the little sister mentioned, "Or rather, losing to you." She giggled at the memory of Blues rolling on the ground, laughing.

  "Yeah, that's one more reason not to mess with me," Rock replied, trying to make himself seem like a boss.

  Roll giggled more, "You can be real silly sometimes, you know that?"

  "Who are you calling silly?" He playfully demanded as he readied the brush, lifted Roll's pajama shirt, and started brushing her belly. She went into instant hysterics! Her toes curled and her legs kicked the air lightly as her melodic laughter rung soundly in her room.

  "EEEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEE!!" She squealed, "You!! HAHAHAHA!! You're the silly one!!" She could barely say anything more as her belly was assaulted by the intense tickles of her own hairbrush. Rock smiled and started giggling again. He loved his little sister and loved making her laugh. So he was having just as good of a time as she was.

  After a few minutes of tickling and laughter, Rock gradually stopped and gave his sister a comforting hug and a brotherly kiss on the nape of her neck, which tickled a little. After tucking her in and exchanging a goodnight hug and kiss, Rock left for his room, which was right next door to Roll's, to get some shut-eye of his own. But he stopped dead in his tracks when he saw a certain someone from earlier sitting on his bed, sporting a red oversized T-shirt and grey pajama shorts with black socks.

  Blues.

  "Miss me, little brother?" The robot in red chuckled. Rock backed up but noticed his bedroom door had been shut. Blues must have locked my door shut, he thought. The next thing he knew, he was grabbed by the arms and tossed playfully onto the bed. He knew this showed no signs of good on his side other than laughing himself silly, but he couldn't help but giggle playfully from this brotherly assault. Blues glomped Rock and sat on his waist, held his wrists above his head with one hand, rolled his shirt up, & reached into his pocket with the other. Out of his pocket he pulled a long, white feather.

  "Beat gave this to me," Blues said tauntingly as he visually examined the feather, twirling it in his fingertips, "Ironically enough, it's not from on him. Says he found it washed up on a beach one day and has kept it as some kind of good-luck charm ever since." He grinned and started stroking the feather menacingly slowly up and down his brother's exposed belly. The blue bomber giggled uncontrollably and wriggled as much as he could. Blues found this amusing and now knew why Rock did it to him in the first place. He brought the feather up to a greater speed, making Rock's giggling evolve into laughter.

  "Hehehehehehahahahahahaha!" The younger robot chirped in laughter, "Blues! Hehehehehee! Cut it ahahahahahahout!"

  "'Cut it out'?" He joked, "Suddenly you're Cut Man? You makin' bad puns, huh? Are ya? Are ya~?" He teased playfully as he twirled the soft quill in Rock's bellybutton. That did it! Rock burst into cackles as a blush started growing on his cheeks. Blues was so amused by his brother's laughter, a snicker, almost a giggle, escaped from his own lips. He then stopped, letting go of his brother's wrists, but covering his mouth to not let him see his playful, giggling grin.

  "Hehehee. Something wrong?" He asked with plenty of leftover giggles. Blues playfully glared at him.

  "I'm fine," he said with a smirk, "You, however, still need to get a taste of your own medicine, Mister Tickle Bot!" With that, he got out two miniature polishing buffers and turned them on. Rock yelped and tried to protect his midsection, but Blues beat him to it. He circled and massaged the whirring soft-scrubbers into the younger bot's belly. Rock squealed and cackled like a baby hyena while grabbing and holding the tickler's wrists out of desperate reflex. Blues couldn't help but giggle himself from how much fun he was having tickle torturing his little brother. Plus, he looked a bit cute in this condition.

  "Tickle-tickle-tickle, baby brother bot!" Blues teased as one buffer counted up and down his ribs while the other whirled in his bellybutton. Rock was now in silent laughter with an increasing blush. Blues couldn't resist it anymore. He ended up giggling from how pathetically cute his brother looked, how good it made him feel hearing his ticklish laughter, and how much fun he was having tickling him. Rock took a moment to gain the Will Power to say something and sure enough, he did.

  "HA!! Hahahahaha!!" He barked as he pointed at his older brother, "Yohohohou're enjoying thihihihihis!! Hahahahahahaha!!"

  "So what if I am?" The prototype robot argued back with a smile. He turned off the buffers and dropped them next to him. Rock took a minute or so to catch his breath, giggling and rubbing his still-tingling belly in the process. After he caught his breath, he looked up to Blues curiously. He stopped tickling, so why was he not getting off of him? Rock tried to roll away, but Blues held his wrists up again.

  "You think I'm done?" He asked mischievously. Rock's eyes widened as he tried to squirm away. But he was still trapped in his brother's equal strength. Blues took a deep breath. Oh no, anything but that! Rock thought in panic. Soon enough, Blues was blowing what felt to Rock like the biggest of raspberries right in the middle of his belly, nearly on his bellybutton. Rock squealed like a girl and cackled, trying to squirm away as his blush remained stable.

  Blues kept this up for a good five or six minutes until stopping and turning around. He sat on Rock's shins and took at hand roll's two travel hairbrushes, a pair of smaller, on-the-go versions of her original hairbrush. Rock used what little strength he had to sit up and hug his big brother from behind, nuzzling his back between his shoulders. Blues giggled and held onto Rock's sock-covered toes.

  "What are you gonna do now?" Rock asked anticipantly and curiously, "Are you gonna use any more tools for this one?"

  "Just my merciless fingertips," he said with a smile as he prodded the little socked toes, "And maybe a special little something afterward." Blues kept the small brushes hidden from Rock's view and started scratching up and down his soles as if they itched. Rock's toes wiggled and curled as if dancing to the sound of his child-like laughter. The older brother then dug his fingertips under his wiggling toes, making the ticklee squeal and laugh more. The younger bot could have tickled back if he wanted to, but he was actually having a lot of fun being tickled.

  "Hahahahahahehehehee!" Rock laughed cutely, "Don't forget the sihihihides!"

  "The sides?" Blues asked half surprised, half taunting and teasing, "Okay then. The sides it is!" He slipped his socks off, tossed them onto the floor, and scratched up and down the arches and insteps of his little brother's now-bare feet. This drove him nuts! He burst into laughter, falling backward and rolling on his bed in a laughing fit. But he enjoyed it. After all, why dislike something that makes you laugh?

  "HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!" He squealed and bellowed, unable to form words anymore, "HEHEHEHE-- AH! HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAA!!"

  Blues couldn't get enough of this! He wished this could last all night. But he knew that couldn't happen because by the time he would be at least half-way satisfied, Rock would already be passed out. So, he decided to go easy on the little bro-bot. He stopped tickling and gave Rock another chance to catch his breath. The ticklee panted and giggled as his toes twitched and wiggled.

  "Are you ready for the grand finale?" Blues asked him.

  Rock looked to him, dumbfounded, "'Grand finale'? Oh boy..."

  "Yup," Blues chuckled as he readied the two brushes. Soon, he started scrubbing the brushes up and down Rock's pale, smooth soles and insteps, making him explode into laughter like one of Bomb Man's noisy fireworks. The boy/bot rolled, wriggled, and bucked as much as his big brother would let him, but got nowhere close to getting free. Blues' smile felt permanent as he held back Rock's toes on one foot with one hand and scrubbed under them with one of the brushes with the other. Rock, once again, was driven nuts. He was in silent laughter as his face was a light shade of red and tears of laughter trickled down his blushing cheeks.

  "Does that tickle?" Blues teased as he switched to tickling under the other foot's toes, "I bet it does! Coochie-coochie-coo!"

  "OHOHOF COURSE IT DOHOHOES!!" Rock bellowed in laughter, "HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!! EHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHE!!"

  "Haha! You're so cute when you're being tickled!" The older brother giggled before he gradually stopped; For good this time, "Alright, little brother. Time for you to get some well-deserved rest." He got up from the bed and looked at his little sibling. He was an absolute mess! His dark brown hair was matted from rolling around in all that laughter, his face was as red as Protoman's armor, and his feet were just as red while his toes wiggled and twitched.

  Protoman chuckled and helped the poor boy under the covers. The big brother tucked him in, hugged him, and gave him a light kiss on the forehead, just to show no hard feelings for that massive tickle session. That's when he left for his own room to call it a night. The next morning, after breakfast, Rock was playing with rush in the backyard. They played fetch and hide-and-seek, now they were thinking about what else they could do.

  "Rawrf?" Rush barked in question.

  "No, we lost our frisbee in one of the trees, remember?" Rock reminded, "And now we can't remember which tree it's in."

  "Rooo..." The canine whined in boredom.

  Suddenly, Rock had an idea, "Hey, boy! Who wants a... Tummy rub!? You want Rocky to rub your tummy?"

  Rush barked excitedly and rolled onto his back for Mega Man to rub his belly. The robot started rubbing and lightly scratching the smooth, furry underbelly and giggled at the sight of Rush's hind leg kicking in the air. Both of them knew how much Rush loved getting belly rubs, which is what brought these two closer together. Rush let out a happily relaxed growl. Rock jokingly did the same, followed by a playful giggle. Soon, after minutes of rubbing, scratching, and happy growling, Rush say back up and yipped thankingly to his companion.

  "You're welcome, boy!" Mega Man chuckled, "Anything for my loyal dog and best friend in the whole world." He hugged his canine buddy tenderly.

  "Arf!" Rush barked happily, followed by a soft-hearted, friendly whine. He then got a playful idea. He nuzzles and sniffed his boy's neck and started licking his neck, cheeks, and chin. This made Rock giggle and ruffle his dog's ears and the fur around them.

  "Hey, cut that out!" He giggled as Rush's tongue kept lapping at his face, "That tickles! Hehehee! Enough with the puppy-kisses!"

  Rush would have obeyed like the loyal dog he is, but he loved hearing his buddy's laughter. So, he kept licking. In fact, he actually picked up the speed. Now Rock was laughing and trying to block his face with his hands and wrists, but Rush nudged the blockages out of the way with his adorable muzzle and kept licking.

  "Rush! Hahahaha!" Rock laughed playfully as he ended up on the ground, "Stop the licking! Hehehee! It tickles!"

  "Rarf arf arf!" The canine yipped playfully as he kept licking. He knew he would probably be in trouble for this after he let up, but it would be worth it for hearing the enjoyable laughter of his companion. Rock's laughter was a delight in the Light family, but Rock liked to make his brothers and sister laugh, too. On a couple of occasions, even Dr. Light took part in a little family giggle-fest when he wasn't busy. I guess you could say that this is quite a Light-Hearted family.