#ticklish!nedleeds

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Sore Loser

I’m back from the grave with a drabble that’s been sitting in my drafts for months lol. To the anon that sent this prompt forever ago if you’re still around: sorry this took so long!!

For the anon that asked: “Ah ok yay interwebs! Idk how much of a prompt this is but maybe something where Peter starts a tickle fight with Ned for whatever reason, feeling so sure that he’ll win because he’s Spider-Man, but then he’s so freaking ticklish that Ned still gets the upper hand and ends up winning? And is super teasy about it and Peter dies 😇” The world needs more interwebs fics, so I hope you enjoy!

“Damn it!”

Peter threw his controller down on the bed as Ned beat him in Super Smash Brothers for the 10th time in a row.

Ned grinned. “You may be stronger and faster than I am, but you just need to accept that I’m better at Smash you.”

“That’s it!” Fed up with his taunting, Peter launched himself at Ned, poking and squeezing his sides as he tackled him to the bed. Ned started laughing and reached to grab Peter’s wrists.

“Peheter!! Yohou’re just a sohohore lohohoseheher!”

“This is what you get for showing off! I’m fast and agile, there’s no way you can beat me in a tickle fight!” Peter grinned as he threw his best friend into hysterics.

“Twoho can plahay thihis gahame.” Ned reached up and scribbled his fingers across Peter’s lower stomach. Peter squealed and fell backwards off of Ned, only to have Ned hover over him and tickle anywhere he could reach.

“NEHEHEHED!!!” Peter burst into laughter as he futilely kicked his legs. Ned laughed triumphantly.

“I think you forget sometimes that you’re, like, a thousand times more ticklish than I am.”

Peter’s face flushed a deeper shade of red.

He yelled at Ned to shut up through his fit of laughter.

Ignoring Peter’s cries, Ned teased, “If you can’t even beat me in a tickle fight how do you think you’ll ever beat me in Smash?”

Ned moved his hands up to Peter’s ribs, knowing just how to move his fingers to reduce his best friend to a giggly mess. As he poked the spaces between Peter’s ribs, a series of squeals and high pitches giggles spilled from Peter’s lips. The corner of Ned’s mouth quirked up upon hearing the high pitched sounds coming from Peter.

“Was that a squeal?”

“NOHO!!”

“Man, you are the most ticklish person I’ve ever met. It’d be really bad if one of your enemies found out you were this ticklish.”

“NehehEHEHED! Stohohop!!” Peter flushed until the color of his face matched his bright-red Spiderman suit.

“Nah, I don’t think I will. I know you don’t hate this, or you would have used your super strength by now.”

“NEHEHED!!!”

Peter reached up and was beginning to turn the tables again as he tormented Ned’s stomach, but as soon as Ned dug his fingers under Peter’s arms he knew he was doomed. Ticklish shocks jolted through Peter’s body and with a shriek he pulled his arms as close to his torso as possible. This only trapped Ned’s hands, and Peter’s bright loud laughter rang out throughout the room.

Ned laughed triumphantly as he went in for the kill. “Admit defeat and I will show mercy!” He yelled in a dramatic voice.

Peter’s eyes were beginning to well with tears of laughter, so he finally yielded.

“OHOHOKAHAHAY!!! FIHIHINE!!”

Ned moved his fingers back down to Peter’s ribs, but didn’t stop tickling him.

“Now admit that I’m better at Smash than you are.” He said with a sly smile.

“Nehever!” Peter replied stubbornly.

Ned quickly pushed up Peter’s shirt and blew several raspberries on his bare stomach. Peter squealed as he arched his back off of the bed.

“OkahAHAHAY!! Yohohou’re better at Smahahahash thahan meheHEHEHE!!! STOHOHOP!!!” he begged.

Ned ceased his playful torment and got off of him. Peter laid on the mattress, panting. He threw an arm over his still-red face, smiling despite trying to send Ned a dirty look. He sat up after a few moments and grabbed his controller.

“You’re on for Mario Kart.”

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