#and gricko is a tiny guy

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It's genuinely delightful to see how through the course of a few sessions this little wet meow meow gets himself an emotional support owlbear and a social worker goblin that tries to help him through the panic attacks

[crowliphale]

Can't always be about those other two

[camthecatchameleon]

a few days ago my brain demanded i draw polywitchlight RIGHT NOW and who am i to refuse

original and closeups under the cut

original/template is from “Go For It Nakamura!” by Syundei which i have not read actually

+ closeups; feel free to use as icons with credit smile

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More Gideon Coal HCs

I like writing these too much

Gideon is dyslexic, he like genuinely struggles. Kremy and Frost try to teach him through it but Gricko’s weird Kool lingo, sticks and he can kinda make sense now.

Gideon can play the guitar, he’s very out of practice, hasn’t done it since before the hobgoblins. But the memory is in there.

Gideon ties his boots with the double bunny ear method because his fingers are too big for the short cut.

Gideon double knots everyone’s shoes before they leave (it annoys Gricko because he hates shoes and doesn’t wear them often and the fact he can’t just slide them off drives him crazy.)

Gideon and Kremy will cuddle (regardless of being a a couple) they cuddle all the time just cause it makes Gideon feel safer to have his best friend so close.

Gideon and Frost will hold hands when Kremy is away. Frost similarly to Kremy isn’t big on touch but understands how important it is to Gideon.

Gideon loves giving piggy backs, Gricko and Twig love it. Hootsie (although she’s “too big” and “you’ll pull your back” per Kremy) gets carried all the time.

Gideon is the token Cis guy on the team. But that makes drag all the more enjoyable. He always loves preforming and drag is no different.

Gid has tattoos, including a tiny heart on his left hip. He got it when he was sloshed and talking non stop about Kremy and the artist was trying to get him to sit still. But that was all he could do before Kremy dragged his ass home.

Gid has three piercings, his nips and his right ear (which is ironic as he has a female preference)

He lets Kremy paint his nails

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The Paw-fect Bachelor Party

The group have just finished riding Pinecone the Pug while spending time in Pixie Kingdom. But being a disproportionately small tabaxi, Frost is really nervous and overwhelmed by being towered by a pug puppy. Seeing this, Pinecone goes out of his way to make him happy. And it works! But...not in the way you'd think...

This fanfic takes place in a slightly different reality where Gideon doesn't get thrown off Pinecone between episodes 11 and 12 of Once Upon a Witchlight. I thought Frost and Pinecone could use a little more time together...and then it went a little off the rails...But you know what? It's all in good fun.

I hope you all enjoy!

Being in Pixie Kingdom felt unusual. Frost was still not used to being so small. And though riding a pug like it’s a rollercoaster ride would be fun to most, it was still quite overwhelming for Frost.

Now, Frost could conclude that this fear is due to the size difference. Usually pugs in their infancy would be really tiny compared to the taller, more broad-shouldered Frost…To the point that Frost could almost hold it in his own paws. But because he was now pixie-sized, this made the infant pug unusually large and almost dragon-like. It scared Frost a lot, especially at first due to how small he now felt compared to the pug. Not only that, but he knew that any sort of puppy can act somewhat unpredictable. With Frost being a tabaxi, and therefore cat-like, he had no clue how Pinecone would react to Frost. And though Pinecone had tried to be really kind to Frost before he hopped on, This kindness had resulted in Frost being covered in dog slobber.

After the ride, everyone got out of their seats and jumped back onto the ground. “That was so fun!” Kremy reacted, turning to face the pug. “What a good little pugicorn.” He started to pet the top of its nose, laughing a bit as he felt the pug’s wrinkly nose nuzzle him a little.

Gideon hopped off, and wiped some pug fur off his clothes. “I’d love to go again after the spinning stops.” He admitted.

“You need a seat, Gid?” Kremy asked.

“Nah, I’m good. I’ll be okay- HEY!” Gideon covered his eyes with his arm as dog slobber flew into their direction.

As it would turn out, Frost had wobbled himself off the ride and shook himself off in typical tabaxi-fashion. Unfortunately, some of the dog slobber had flown into Kremy and Gideon’s direction. Gideon quickly covered up Kremy’s backside to save his purple jacket.

“What happened? Did he just get dog slobber on my coat?” Kremy asked.

Gideon backed up slightly and looked at the coat. “Uhhh…There’s only a couple drops. But other than that, you’re good.” Gideon replied, dusting off the slight wet spot of slobber.

“Okay, good.”Kremy muttered, relief filling his tone.

Gideon turned to Frost. “Watch where you’re shaking yourself off, man!”

Frost fixed his head fur and adjusted his hood, feeling somewhat distasteful at the dog smell that now permeated his clothes and fur. He felt soggy in a way no cat should ever feel. “Sorry, guys.”

“Frosty!” Frost heard from behind him as he felt an elbow against his side. “Wasn’t that fun?!” He asked.

“Please don’t.” Frost ordered.

“And Pinecone came to give ya something~” Gricko teased as the large puppy walked closer to Frost.

“HeyHEY NO-” Frost winced as he felt a big wet kiss against the side of his face. Frost groaned and shook off his face. “I’m gonna need a shower after this…” Frost muttered as he walked away.

“Wait wait…” Gricko looked to Pinecone, before looking at Frost. “Where are you going? Aren’t you gonna give Pinecone some love?” Gricko asked.

“I-I’m good.” Frost shook his head, looking away.

“What?” Gricko looked at Kremy and Gideon. “You’re not gonna?” He asked in his high-pitched voice. “But why?” He asked him next.

“Cause I’m…I’m not a dog person, Gricko.” He admitted. “I didn’t want to mention it before, but I believe I made it quite evident before the ride.” Frost told him.

“But…” Gricko looked up at Pinecone, who had tilted his head at Frost’s words. “But I don’t understand. Pinecone seems to really like you.” Gricko admitted.

Frost shook his head. “I know he does, but that doesn’t-” Frost looked down and widened his eyes. “…m-mean…” His words trailed off when he noticed the growing shadow.

Gideon looked up at the creature, and over to Frost with slight nervousness. “Frost…I don’t mean to alarm you…buuuuuut-”

“He’s right behind me…isn’t he…” Frost muttered, visibly nervous.

“He is…” Gideon confirmed.

Frost slowly turned himself around to face the pug. “H-Hello PinecooOOHGOD-” He widened his eyes when he was able to see just how close Pinecone was to him. There were almost no feet between them. That was how close Pinecone was. “Eeeeasy Pinecone…Easy…” He mumbled, chuckling awkwardly. He slowly raised his hands up to protect himself as he shuffled himself around the pug.

But every single movement that Frost would do, always seemed to make Pinecone follow him. Not only that, but Frost didn’t even realize he was scooting himself closer to the arena they were just in.

All Frost knew was that Pinecone was getting closer and closer by the second. “P-Pinecone?” Frost asked.

Frost’s entire body froze like a deer in headlights as Pinecone’s mouth opened to reveal his big slobbery tongue. He closed his eyes and braced for impact, fully expecting another slobber-filled kiss.

But to his surprise, the puppy had immediately closed his mouth and started nuzzling him with his nose. That little purring sound Pinecone had made before the ride, had come back to try and calm Frost down once again.

Frost started trying to gently push the pug’s big black nose away from his chin. “Okay, okay. Just take it easy.” Frost told the pug. He jumped slightly when he felt his tongue give the littlest of licks against his chin.

“Aww, that looked more like a mini lick.” Gideon reacted.

“You look really nervous…But he seems to really like you!” Bixie mentioned. “Why don’t you try laying down? He’ll be a lot more gentle if you do.” Bixie told him.

“Uuuh…” Frost looked nervous. He slowly laid himself down onto the ground of the arena, hoping she was right. “Like this?” He asked.

“Well, sit yourself up, at least.” Bixie reacted. After Frost did this, Bixie smiled brightly. “Alright! Now:” Bixie walked up to Pinecone and whispered something into his ear in her spoken language. In an instant, Pinecone laid himself down and started sniffing Frost’s face.

“oOH- okay. Hi, Pinecone.” He responded, chuckling awkwardly.

“See? There’s nothing to be afraid of!” Gricko told him.

“He seems harmless.” Kremy mentioned.

“Yeah! He just wants to get to know you!” Gricko added.

“I know that, but-” Frost paused his words as he watched Pinecone desperately push his hood off his head.

“I guess he really wants your hood off.” Kremy responded.

“Does he?” Frost looked up at Bixie. “Should I remove it?” Frost asked.

“Sure! Well, unless you want Pinecone to keep pushing at your hood.” Bixie added.

Frost nodded and slowly removed his hood. “There you go.” Frost said.

Almost immediately, the pug’s eyes seemed to light up. It was like Frost did a magic trick on him! This was immediately evident in the tippy-taps of his front paws.

“Whoa! Okay, you got really happy all of a sudden.” Frost reacted.

And just like that, Pinecone started nuzzling against his chest and stomach.

“aaAAH! Pinecone! Pinecone, no! Pinecone!” Frost jumped and felt his fur fluff up as the pug’s wet nose shoved itself into his neck. “Pinecone hohold ohon-” Frost tried and failed to push his desperate little nose away from his neck. But this was super difficult considering the size difference.

“Awww! He’s trying to shower you in kisses!” Gricko reacted.

“Pinecone! No kisses! Nohoho!” Frost tried to yell back.

“Awwww!” Bixie giggled a little. “I think Frost is starting to like it~” Bixie teased as bouts of laughter could be heard erupting from Frost’s mouth.

“Pihinecone plehease! this is getting to behe- Hahahaha! Aha bit much!” He tried to tell him.

Gideon was thrown a little off guard by the unusual sound. “Wait…Why’s he laughing?” He asked.

Kremy shrugged his shoulders. “I dunno. Maybe he thinks Pinecone’s reactions are funny?” He guessed. “Does it look like he’s having fun?” He asked.

“Awwwww, that’s adorable! Look at you two getting along!” Gricko reacted.

“Grihihicko shuhut it!” Frost shot back. “Gehehet him ohohoff!” Frost’s laughter was changing from being jumpy and sporadic, to being bubbly and joyous.

Gideon narrowed his eyes. “Hmmm…” Gideon walked himself around to get a better angle of Frost and Pinecone. Not able to get a very good angle from above, Gideon kneeled himself down and looked at Frost and the pug from below.

“Hahahahaha! Hahahaha- Stahahap!” Frost was kicking his feet and switching between pushing Pinecone’s nose away, and covering his neck. “J-Juhust- HAhahahahaha!” He threw his head back, unintentionally giving Pinecone more room to nuzzle under his chin. This made Frost squeal and curl his neck in. But no matter how much he tried to hide the spot, Pinecone was still able to reach it.

Gideon raised his eyebrows as a little smile grew on his face. “Well I’ll be damned!” He got up onto his feet. “I think Pinecone’s ticklin’ him!” He reacted.

“Ya know, I suspected that, but I didn’t wanna jinx it!” Bixie teased.

“Awwww! That’s so cute!” Gricko reacted.

By now, Pinecone had begun moving his nose away from his neck. It was likely that Pinecone was finding it difficult to keep going for Frost’s neck. With his neck now free, Frost began to slowly calm down. “Hehe…heh…jeeheeheez…” He covered his mouth, attempting to cover up the rest of his giggly laughter.

“Uhh…” Kremy started to speak up, but was interrupted by a little yappy bark from the disproportionately large pug. “I don’t think Pinecone’s done yet.” He admitted.

Frost widened his eyes, sensing the worst. “Kremy, what is-” Frost’s words turned into a slow gasp as he felt a large, quick lick against his right ear. And HOLY MOTHER OF GODS, the shriek that left Frost’s mouth! It was almost a guffaw, mixed with a cat-like squeal.

That simple shriek was enough to leave the entire group speechless.

And then it took the group another second…to realize that Frost was now attempting to hide his ears as squeaky giggles escaped from his mouth! His squeaks were…almost childish! And his giggles were very out-of-character for Frost. And yet at the same time…the sound matched Frost perfectly! Not only that, but every little sporadic movement Frost would make, would only tickle his ears even more! There seemed to be absolutely no way for a pixie-sized tabaxi to win a play-fight against a giant puppy pug.

Gideon looked absolutely shocked! He had no idea Frost was even capable of making such a squeal! And those giggles?! Is this pixie dust making him hallucinate?! FInally, Gideon doubled over and bursted out in wheezy, glorious laughter of his own. Oh my god, this whole situation was just hysterical to him! And he immediately swore to himself that he would NEVER let Frost live this moment down!

Gricko threw his own head back and bursted out in wild cackles of his own! “OH MY GODS, FROST!” Gricko squeezed his eyes as he let out yet another long laugh. This was GLORIOUS! Who knew! Who knew Frost was even capable of such a wild sound!

While the other buffoons were laughing their lungs out, Kremy was still mostly left in shock. But when he felt a laugh filling his throat, Kremy quickly covered his mouth to stop it in its tracks. Though Frost’s laugh (and the others’ laughter) was great to hear, he didn’t want to hurt Frost’s feelings by laughing at him as well. And as the leader of the group, he felt it was his personal responsibility to keep himself together and hold back his laughter to save what’s left of Frost’s dignity.

Despite the sheer volume of Frost’s friends, Pinecone looked to be having the most fun out of all of them. The pug looked absolutely ecstatic to be making Frost laugh like this. Laughter means happiness, right? He hasn’t been told otherwise, so...

And then there was Frost himself. This man was a wiggly, cackly mess. Of all the spots to go for…why did it have to be his ears?! Usually in kittens, the ears are more of a comfort spot…or rather, a melt spot if you will. But for Frost, his ears seemed to have developed a large amount of nerve endings. And even though he appreciated the dopamine rush, this overwhelming feeling was getting to be a little too much for the Tabaxi.

And thankfully, it looked like Bixie was noticing this. “Okay Pinecone, I think that’s enough.” Bixie finally spoke up. She whispered the same words into Pinecone’s ear in her familiar faerie language, so Pinecone could understand the command.

In a few moments, Pinecone halted his licking and backed up so Frost could have some space. Seeing that he may have hurt him, Pinecone let out a few little whimpers that expressed guilt and worry for the cat.

Gideon looked up at Pinecone. “I know, pooch. Don’t worry, okay? I’ll check on him.” Gideon knelt down to Frost’s side. “You okay, Frost?” he asked.

Frost was breathing somewhat heavily from laughing so hard earlier. He was tired, but relatively okay all things considered. “Y-Yeah…I’m good.” Frost took Gideon’s hand and got pulled back onto his feet. “Goodness…I know puppies are playful, but…” He smiled a bit. “To say Pinecone’s size helped him, is a fairly big understatement.” Frost admitted.

“I’ll say…” Gideon scratched Frost’s right ear, just to see what would happen.

And just as he predicted, Frost let out a cat-like yelp and curled his neck in. “AH- G-Gideon!” Frost leaned his head back slightly as giggles overcame him. “Plehease dohohon’t! Nohot you tohohohoo!” He reached up to try and get his fingers away.

“Huh…” Gideon stopped the scratching. “So that one’s pretty ticklish. But…” Gideon moved his fingers to the other ear and started scratching there. “Is this one worse?” He asked.

Frost threw his head back, and wiggled his ears in an attempt to get his fingers off. “Stahahap!” Frost wiggled his ears. “Cohohome ohohon!” Frost almost whined, trying to run away from him.

“Oh no you don’t.” Gideon wrapped his left arm around Frost, and resumed scratching his ears.

“eeEEEK! NONONODAHAHAMMIHIHIHIT! HAHAHAhahahahaha!” Frost squealed, before falling into a fit of cackles.

“I Gotta say, Pinecone found some gold right there.” Kremy admitted.

“Hell yeah, he did…And I’m gonna keep diggin’ till I find more.” Gideon declared.

Frost’s laughter seemed to soften a little bit the moment Gideon’s nails scratched at the side of his ear. “GIHIhihidee- Hahaha! D-dohohohon’t!” Frost yelled out, trying and failing to wiggle out of his grip.

“Don’t what?” Gideon asked.

“Tickle mehehehehee!” Frost yelled back.

“You sure about that?” Gideon asked with a smirk.

“Yehehehess! What dohoho yohou thihihihink?!” Frost yelled back.

“Damn, dude! Watch the attitude!” Gideon looked at Frost from the side. “If ya wanted to be tickled so badly, ya could’ve just asked nicely.”

“Whahahat-?” Frost gasped and doubled over as Gideon’s fingers dug into his sides. Laughter exploded from Frost’s mouth as he wiggled around and gripped his hands. “GIDEON STAHAHAHAP- That’s NOT WHAT I MEHEHEANT!” He yelled.

“Holy smokes!” Kremy reacted.

“AHAAHAA! I LOVE THIS!” Gricko reacted, holding his stomach.

“WHAHAT PART OF DOHOHON’T TIHICKLE MEHEHEHE DOHON’T YOU UNDERSTAHAHAHAND?!” Frost shouted at them.

Gideon snickered. “Last I recall, you said ‘tickle me’, not ‘don’t tickle me’.” He told him.

“SHUHUHUT UHUP!” Frost yelled back.

“You should’ve realized what you were saying before you said it.” Kremy said, walking up to Gideon. “Mind if I help?” He asked.

“Go ahead!” Gideon replied.

“NO, NO, KREMYNO!” The moment the poor Tabaxi’s hip was squeezed by Kremy, it was all over. Frost had thrown his head back with a long, quiet wheeze before being overcome with cackles…A long fit of cackles.

But Kremy somewhat ignored these cackles…as some other sound managed to catch his attention. “Whoa…” Kremy looked up at Gideon as he placed his hand on Frost’s shoulder. He could feel something…unusual. “You feeling that?” Kremy asked.

“Yeah, I am.” Gideon felt for the feeling again…And sure enough, he could feel the vibrations.

“He’s…vibrating?” Kremy asked.

Gideon smirked. “I think the word you’re looking for is purring.” Gideon explained, recognizing the distinctual vibrations.

Frost covered his mouth as his mouth started to let out little bits of purrs in between the laughter. But no matter how much he tried to hide it, it was mainly the physical vibrations throughout his body that was the main giveaway.

Gideon was shocked, to say the least. He couldn’t believe it! Was Frost loving this? He had to be! But to be absolutely sure, Gideon looked over at Gricko. “Hey Gricko!” Gideon called.

Gricko sat himself up. “Yeah?”

“Has Frost ever purred for you before?” Gideon asked.

Gricko widened his eyes and ran up to Frost. “Yeah, he has!”

“Grihihicko dohohon’t!” Frost was doing all he could to cover his face and snout. But with his face covered, Frost wasn’t able to hide his ticklish spots from Gricko. And let’s just say…Gricko most certainly knew all of Frost’s ticklish spots.

“Let’s see…” Gricko muttered to himself. He placed his hand onto Frost’s chest, and immediately felt the purrs. “Yup! He’s purring alright!” He replied proudly. “And if I remember this correctly…” Gricko started to mutter to himself as he scratched his finger around his upper neck.

“NAHA! Grihihicko-” Frost squeezed his eyes shut and braced for impact. He knew exactly what he was doing, and he knew there was no way to stop him.

“One of these spots will make him…” Gricko gasped slightly as he heard the sound. “There we go!” Gricko replied.

Gideon dropped his jaw as he heard it: A…whimper? A chirping sound? Wait…what was it?! And why in the hell was it so cute?!

“He’s chirping like a birdy!” Gricko reacted, making it happen again with a few more scratches.

Gideon slowly let go of Frost. “Oh my god…”

“Isn’t it cute?!” Gricko reacted.

“I’ve never heard that sound before!” Kremy reacted.

“Frost told me that tabaxis make the sound when they see birds or rodents.” Gricko giggled. “But just a little scritchy-scritchy on his neck right here…” Gricko smirked as the chirping sound left Frost’s mouth. “Will make him chatter!” He explained.

“That’s adorable! Ain’t it, Gid?” Kremy asked, gently elbowing Gideon.

“It is, but…I think he needs to breathe.” Gideon admitted.

“Alright, alright. You’re right.” Gricko removed his fingers and gave Frost some space. “There ya go.”

Frost had gone almost completely limp in Gideon’s arms. Not wanting Frost to fall onto the ground again, Gideon placed Frost onto a bench nearby. “Alright, I promise I’ll actually help you now.” He told him as he sat down beside him. “You still okay?”

Frost let out some huffs of breath. “When…When I’m better…*huff, huff*...I’m gonna…get my revenge…On both of you…” Frost warned, pointing one finger each towards Gideon and Gricko.

Now, Gricko wasn’t threatened by Frost’s warning. And you’d think that Gideon wouldn’t be bothered by the threat either. But…considering this was a threat from Frost of all people, Gideon had zero problem treating his words as a genuine threat. If there was going to be revenge from Frost, it will happen...and it’s likely going to happen very, very soon…

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a HC for your troubles my good *insert honorific for ribs*!

If Gricko was human he would work anywhere. Like, literally any job ever. You could see him working at a fro-yo place one day and the Whitehouse the next. He would enjoy fun jobs the most, like working at a Wahooz. He would also really like being a summer camp manager for kids (Living outside and kids!!!). Or just anything to do with kids, it helps him understand his daughter he recently adopted!

Human Hootsie would be nonverbal autistic, totally not projecting my tizim here. She would be decently independent compared to other kids, but prefers to stick with others she likes. She can still make sounds and loves verbal stimming!!! (makes hoot like sounds, origins of her nickname hootsie). Her Flypad is a mobility aid, she uses it to communicate and as a way to distract herself from overstimulation. After being adopted by her new papa, she is super happy!!!! He gets her stim toys, doesn't mind she doesn't talk and totally gets her! (cough cough autistic undiagnosed gricko cough)

Human Frost would work somewhere calm, like a library or a book store (he likes books). I imagine he got stuck with a retail job, and then proceeded to get fired for being "rude" to a customer ("No, ma'am, we are not out of tinsel as I just stocked that isle".) He would go to college for some fancy major, like phycology or physics, being sponsored by the religious group that his parents sent him to be raised by. Halfway into his first year he has a major identity crisis and drops out impulsively. Ends up traveling the country aimlessly, hating himself for ending up here. Until he meets a man stuck in a tree with his daughter watching him!

Human Gideon would work a construction job, living by the day and the beer. He doesn't really have any goals in life, and he's barely squeaking by as is. After leaving a toxic boarding school his parents sent him to, He doesn't know what to do with himself. He's honestly really depressed. So with nothing better to do, why not follow the man who offered him some sorta work deal?

Human Kremy would be a conman at heart, looking for the next chump to trick. A smart man doesn't stay as some dishwasher at a mom and pop restaurant, he needs to get an image going! He got himself mixed in some nasty gang shit, so he ran to a town across the country to buy him some time. He knows he doesn't have long, and he needs protection. Might as well make a name for himself here, there's no way he can go back to his hometown. He gets himself a handsome bodyguard (just a couple of guys!!!), and starts on his many business ventures.

Human Torbek is a homeless wreck, life was NOT kind to him. He actually got a decent start, getting a decent retail job and a tiny apartment. But a couple medical bills and some lovely chronic pain in his back, he was on the streets. He works under the table now, to anyone who can hire him. He meets a powerful seeming man, with a powerful LOOKING man by his side. Who cares if he works far below minimum wage, they even gave him a place to sleep!

here is my yap, engage if you wish

OH HELL YEAH

(this kinda spiraled into Summer camp au but oh well)

Gricko hates routine so I can totally see him having a billion connections and one off jobs. Helping where he’s needed before he’s off to the next!

But during the summers he’s pretty busy at his summer camp

Camp Whatchamacallit

(what ya ma call it)

He’s the head counselor and handles the kids and oversees most everything else (of course with a helping hand of the Krew)

Babygirl Hootsie is an icon, def nonverbal autistic and uses a communication aid. She hoots(best vocal stim ever) and happy hand flaps all the time. She loves climbing trees out at the camp. but hates summer heat as she can’t get comfortable so she’ll sit in the kitchens with Kremy a lot on really hot days.

Gideon is a construction worker he’s been offered foreman and supervisor jobs but he prefers to get in there and get his hands dirty. If he’s not at work, and not at his and Kremy’s apartment, he’s helping fix things around the camp for Gricko.

Kremy doesn’t have a real job per se, he’s basically a stay at home wife to Gideon (who makes enough money to pay for everything and more). So Kremy is fairly often found out at the drag bar helping his girlfriends and occasionally having a show or two, or at the casino rocking the poker table. He’s always on the verge of a break through career but never follows through. He can be found in the Kitchen at camp most the time, he’s not a big fan of kids but he does love cooking.

Torbek is the onsite caretaker of the camp, and lives there year round. Gricko offered him the position since he technically didn’t have to pay him and he had a place to live, food to eat and got to have all the time he needed to get up in the mornings with the pain. He gets benefits from Gricko(medical & dental) which makes his life sooooo much easier. since he’s not in debt anymore. He just has to maintain the camp to the best of his ability and call Gideon for anything he can’t do alone.

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Day 19: Secret

It's Avantris & Chill, and the members of Legends of Avantris are answering questions. When one question comes up that scares Andy, Mikey decides to read it out and enlighten the fans on a little secret about the man.

More Legends of Avantris! This time, it's somewhat behind the scenes! Hope you enjoy!

The crew of Legends of Avantris had just done an entire session of D&D, and were now in the rest-mode of the session: The Avantris & Chill. All 7 players were answering questions brought up by the live chat. 

“Hi everyone, I loved today’s session today. A question for Mace: Of everyone in the group, who makes you laugh the most?” Richie read out loud. 

“Oh god…” Mace sighed and thought for a moment. “Well…It depends on the circumstance. During D&D, it’s usually Mikey or Derek that make me laugh the most. But off-screen, Richie and I have a lot of inside jokes that make me lose it each time. So…” Mace thought for a moment. “I’d say it’s either Mikie or Richie.” Mace replied. 

Mikey smiled brightly. “Oh Gideon, you were always soooo sentimental~” He said in his Chuckles voice. 

Mace threw his head back and laughed at Mikey’s Chuckles character. 

And his laughter would only increase when Derek spoke up with his Bitsy character. “You wanna say that to my face, motha-fucker?!” Bitsy (Derek) yelled back at him. 

This made Mace wheeze and lose it with even more laughter. 

“Alright, alright. We get it, you two. Let’s not fight over it.” Richie told them. 

Derek chuckled and nodded. “Okay.” 

“Rats…Foiled again…” Chuckles (Mikey) said, before laughing and dropping the act. “I’m done now, I promise.” Mikey reassured them. 

“Alright. Andy?” Richie asked. “Sure.” Andy looked at the live chat. “Amazing session as usual. I have a small question for Derek about Morning Frost:” Andy read out loud. 

“Oh? Do tell.” Derek encouraged. 

“They said “With Frost being a Tabaxi, does Frost act like a cat too?”.” Andy asked. 

“Oh, of course!” Derek replied. “I base a few of Morning Frost’s shenanigans on my own experiences with my cats Tiny and Mr. Sir. I’ve also watched a lot of orange cat videos because…Let’s face it: Orange cats have a personality of their own.” Derek explained. 

“So does that mean Frost would jump and run if a toaster popped?” Mikey asked. 

“Uhhh…Yeah, probably as a kitten.” Derek replied. 

“What about knocking over things?” Nikkie asked. 

“Again yeah, probably as a kitten.” Derek replied. “Unless someone were to piss him off enough. Only then, would he purposefully-” Derek mimicked the action of pushing the pencil off the desk. This made everyone laugh while Derek picked up the pencil and held it up. “Pretend this pencil is Gricko’s carving knife or something.” Derek told them. 

Mikey gasped and let out a disappointed “Awwww…” in Gricko’s voice. “Frosty…Again?” Mikey kept up the voice. 

“Keep this up Gricko…And your ocarina will be next.” Derek warned in Frost’s voice. 

The whole crew cheered and freaked out in response to the threat! Mikey had dropped his jaw before yelling “FROSTY!” at him, once again in Gricko’s voice before dropping the act. 

“Wow!” Andy reacted, turning to the laptop. “Okay…” Andy read through the comments and started to read one. “Seeing your notifications makes me jump for joy. I feel like a child waiting patiently for more content. You guys all rock.” Andy read out loud. 

“Thank you!” Mace cheered. 

“Glad to hear it.” Richie replied, pointing to the camera. 

“I have a question for Andy:” Andy smiled a bit. “Alright.” He kept going. “Is…” He paused his words, and reread the question. “Uhh…” He stared at the question. “Oh…” 

“What’s wrong?” Mikey asked. 

“Uh…” Andy looked to the others and awkwardly cleared his throat. “I think I’m gonna just…skip that one.” Andy muttered, scrolling down on the touchpad. 

“Wait wait, what was it?” Mikey asked. 

“Was it not safe?” Mace asked.

“If it wasn’t safe, the question would’ve been removed by the moderator.” Richie told him.  

“It was fine, but…” Andy bit his lip.

Mikey gently pulled the laptop closer to himself and scrolled back up to the same comment. “Let’s see…” Mikey looked at it. “Da da da…makes me jump for joy…You guys all rock…” Mikey read the question and laughed a bit. 

“See?” Andy told him. 

Mikey looked at Andy with a rather smug look on his face. “Dude…”

“What?” Andy asked. 

“The question was: Is Andy ticklish? If so, how ticklish?” Mikey read aloud. 

The whole crew had a large collection of reactions. Mace’s eyes had widened as he snickered and covered his mouth. Derek raised his eyebrows and smirked rather mischievously. Nikkie bursted out laughing and covered her face with her blanket, while Richie tittered and hid his lips. But of all of them, Mikey had the look of infectious excitement on his face while Andy looked all nervous and embarrassed. 

“Of all the people to be asked that!” Nikkie laughed.

“What a wonderful question!” Derek declared. “Where ARE you ticklish, Andy?” Derek asked him. 

“No, no, I am not falling for that.” Andy warned. 

“Falling for what?” Derek asked. 

“Your evil schemes.” Andy warned. 

“Oh, don’t worry.” Derek looked at Mikey. “It’s not me you’ll have to worry about.” Derek told him, staring right at Mikey. 

Mikey giggled and wiggled his fingers at him. “But me on the other hand…” Mikey teased. 

“And this is where I take my leave-” Andy yelped as the back of his shirt was grabbed by Mikey’s hand. 

“And where do you think you’re going?” Mikey asked, before gently pulling him back into his chair. 

“Now HOLDON-” Andy flopped into the chair, and widened his eyes as his arm was lifted up by Mike’s left hand. “Mike, NO!” He warned. 

“Is Andy ticklish?” Mikey danced his fingers against his now-exposed side. 

“NonoNO- GAHA!” He guffawed and curled his body in, trying to get away from his hand. “aaAAAAH!” Andy squealed and kicked his feet a little bit. “AAAH-STAHAPIT!” He shouted. 

“Oh wow!” Mikey reacted. 

Derek straightened himself and pretended to hold a microphone to his own mouth. “As you can see, Andy appears to be quite ticklish.” Derek said in an old-fashioned baseball-narrating voice. “Through the masterful technique of holding his arm hostage, the calculated Mikey has confidently turned Andy into a puddle of laughter.” Derek narrated. 

Mace wheezed and laughed, loving the narration and the absolute tomfoolery that this already turned into. 

“So true, narrator.” Mikey reacted in his Gary Goodberry voice. “But there appears to be one question the viewers want to know: where else is he ticklish?” He asked. 

“SHUHUHUT UHUP!” Andy yelled at them. 

“Indeed, that is the question.” Derek continued. “Will Gary Goodberry find a new tickle spot on the wildly entertaining head honcho?” Derek asked. 

“Well let’s see here:” Mikey went up to his armpit for a moment to see what that did. And sure enough, Andy squeaked and tugged on his hand. “eEEEAAAAH! NAAAAAHAHAAAAHAAA!” Andy’s deafening, yet unique laughter filled the room, leaving everyone erupting with laughter and cheers of their own! 

“And you say MY laugh is loud?!” Mace reacted. 

“Holy shit!” Richie reacted, pure shock on his face. 

“Goodness me! In yet another feat by the world-famous Gary, Andy has found himself unable to hide the growing redness on his dimple-filled cheeks! Leaving the comment section to wonder: Is Andy blushing? Or does Andy secretly wear makeup on stream?” Derek continued to narrate, giving the camera a little wink. 

“IHIHO’M GONNA KIHILL YOHOHOUUU!” Andy shouted at them. 

“Dear me, I’d like to take a moment to apologize for any damages we may have caused to your speakers. Though Andy’s laughter is well-known around the world-wide-web, we will not be held responsible for your impending hearing loss.” Derek continued to narrate. 

“MIKEHEHEEEY! HAAAHAAHAHAAA! EHENOHOHOUGH! NOHOHO MOOOORE! PLEEEHEEEHEEEEASE!” Andy shouted. 

“And this folks, is what happens when Avantris & Chill turns into Avantris & Mayhem.” Derek concluded his narration before stopping his act. 

Mikey stopped his act as well, stopping his onslaught and letting Andy go. “Well, there’s your answer!” Mikey replied. 

The group were all still laughing at Andy’s reactions, while also cheering for Derek and Mikey’s amazing improv skills. Meanwhile Andy was sitting there, letting himself take in some much-needed breath. “You guys…ahare…so mean.” Andy muttered at them. 

“Oh, we know…” Derek replied. 

Andy took in one last deep breath, before sitting himself up. “Well, now that THAT’S done and over with…” Andy turned to Mikey. “Are you ticklish?” He asked him. 

Mikey’s little smug look quickly faded from his face. “Uhhhh…” He mumbled. “......No comment.” Mikey somewhat whispered. 

Andy sighed and looked to Richie for help. “Where is Mikey ticklish?” He asked. 

Richie stared at Andy, before looking at his twin brother. “His neck, belly, hips, knees-” 

“Wha- HEY!” Mikey shouted. 

“Am I wrong?” Richie asked him. 

“I-” Mikey muttered. 

“If you want to hear that classic dolphin sound, go for the back of his neck.” Derek spoke up. 

“DEREK!” Mikey pushed Derek’s shoulder. 

Derek laughed a bit as he was pushed. “If you draw a finger up his spine, you’ll get it instantaneously.” He added. 

…And so the tickling continued for a little longer than expected…And even though Andy was heavily embarrassed at first, he did get a chance to get Mikey back. So…maybe it’s not so bad in hinge sight?