#noticing a servere lack of gwen in tk fics and i won't stand for it

[switchundercover]

Tickletober Day 4: Weak Spot

A/N: Hello hello everyone! I'm back with another spiderverse tk fic because I am not normal about spiderverse or tks (the fact that I say 'tks' should tell you everything you need to know-) ANYWAYS! I'm doing day 4 of tickletober, again with lee!hobie because I love this tall punk and he needs to be wrecked to hell and back. I've decided I'm not going to do every single day of tickletober, really just ones I feel like doing and have the motivation for. I realistically wouldn't be able to do every day anyways, as I'm fairly busy with school atm. Anyways, I won't take up anymore of your time, so just enjoy the fic! :D

TW: swearing, tickles

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It took a lot to shake Hobie Brown, a lot to catch him off guard, to make him tick. Not even counting the spidey-sense that he and every other spider-person had, it still took a lot to even mildly surprise him. All of his friends knew this, and they were driven mad by this fact.

Which led to now.

"Okay, so operation 'Finally surprise Hobie' is a go?" Miles asked, narrowing his eyes as he looked at Gwen and Pavitr. The three teenagers were located in the spider-society cafeteria, getting a bite to eat as they discussed their master plan. Pavitr shrugged, tilting his head to the side.

"Well," Pavitr began, drawing out the word. "We could do it after we eat.. but! I do have an idea on how we can really get him!" He beamed, a huge grin on his face. Miles and Gwen looked at Pavitr, a look of curiosity, but also a bit of mischief to it.

"Go on.." Gwen urged, her eyes shining with pure mischief.

"Okay.. so you guys don't know this, but..."

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Hobie chuckled as he saw Miles approach him, tilting his head to the side. Miles was running to Hobie with a sense of urgency, which spiked the punks curiosity. He gave Miles a small wave, looking down at the panting teenager.

"Ay Miles, watcha need? Seems urgent." Hobie said, giving Miles a small, yet curious grin. Miles wiped a bit of sweat from his forehead, straightening his slightly bent posture to look at Hobie. "Yeah, actually.. I.." Miles paused, taking a moment to catch his breath.. and also try his best to hide the growing smirk that was appearing on his face.

"Me.. Pav, Gwen.. we need your help." Miles said, quickly thinking up a story to elaborate on. "We lost one of Miguel's.. gadgets- don't ask why we have it- and we can't find it anywhere. Last I checked it was somewhere in Pav's room but.." Miles paused a second time, trying to make up a convincing enough story to fool Hobie, which was pretty damn hard with him usually being the main prankster of the group.

And yet, there was no elaboration needed, because Hobie was apparently none the wiser.

"Pfft. Sure, I'll help you guys out. You don't want Miguel on your ass for losin' something of his, lemme tell ya." He agreed, a low chuckle coming from the punk. Miles had to fight the huge mischievous grin that threatened to appear on his face, opting for a soft smile instead.

"Great, thanks man!" Miles said, bouncing on his heels. "Gwen and Pav are already in his dimension so I'll just.." Miles created a portal to Earth-50101 for him and Hobie, looking back at the punk before jumping in, with said punk following close behind.

Gwen's leg bounced as she sat on Pavitr's bed, looking up at the Indian Spider-Man with a slightly worried expression. "You know if we do this we're dead right?" Gwen said, looking around Pavitr's room almost haphazardly.

"Don't worry!" Pavitr reassured, cracking his knuckles in slight preparation. "If he's getting anyone back, it's me! This was my idea after all!" He added, looking to Gwen with a determined expression.

A portal in Pavitr's room opened suddenly, with Miles hopping out and Hobie right behind him, his hands in his vest pockets. Gwen looked to Miles, her expression practically asking Miles if Hobie bought the lie. Miles got the message and gave her a thumbs up when Hobie wasn't looking.

"Right, so, you lot ended up losin' one of Miguel's gadgets if I'm not mistaken?" Hobie asked, raising an eyebrow at the three teenagers in front of him. Miles nodded, praying that Gwen and Pavitr did the same. Miles internally cursed himself for not telling Gwen and Pavitr what lie he came up before hand, but he let out an internal sigh of relief when Gwen began to speak.

"Uh.. yeah. Lost it somewhere in Pav's room.." Gwen said, pretending to look underneath Pavitr's bed in search for the gadget they 'lost'. Hobie chuckled and actually began looking for this not-really-lost gadget, looking at the higher shelves that were in Pavitr's room. While Hobie wasn't looking, Miles gave Pavitr and Gwen a huge grin, his eyes sparkling with mischief. Gwen and Pavitr returned the mischievous expression, all of them looking to Hobie with a devilish smirk.

An idea brewed in Miles' mind, walking over to Hobie and trying to hide the devilish grin on his face. "Is it not up here?" Miles asked, looking up to Hobie. "Uh.. don't think so." Hobie replied, sighing as he looked down at Miles. "Alright.. thanks, by the way." Miles added, giving Hobie a small poke or two to the torso as thanks, also just to check if Hobie reacted.

Hobie didn't even flinch.

Miles internally sighed at the lack of a reaction, going back to Gwen and Pavitr, who were pretending to look for the gadget. Miles bent down to Pavitr's level, the teen pretending to look in a few drawers.

"I thought you said he was ticklish?" Miles whispered, keeping his tone incredibly soft so Hobie wouldn't hear. "He is! You just gotta know where to poke!" Pavitr replied, giving Miles a poke to the ribs to prove his point. Miles squeaked and jumped back, lightly slapping Pavitr's arm. "Well where do I poke?" Miles asked, widening his eyes as another way to ask for further elaboration.

Pavitr couldn't help but giggle, cocking his head to the side. "Here.. give me a second.."

Pavitr walked up to Hobie, grabbing his hands rather quickly and dragging him closer to the middle of the room. Hobie let out a small yelp, stumbling on his feet from the sudden movement. "Pav, what're you doin'? If you needed help over here you coulda shouted for me." Hobie said, looking at Pavitr with a mildly confused expression. His expression only grew more confused when Pavitr started giggling, and also when Gwen and Miles looked up from where they were 'searching'.

Gwen and Miles had to stop themselves from giggling, both of them covering their mouths with their hands. Pavitr looked towards Gwen and Miles, not even being able to hide the mischief in his eyes. "I'll let you guys take the lead, I feel like it's not as fun if I tell you guys where he's ticklish!"

Hobie's eyes widened very slightly, covering up his mild nervousness with a smirk and a laugh. "Ha! That's funny you guys, that's bloody hilarious! I'm not even ticklish." He said, his tone as smug as ever. Miles, Gwen, and especially Pavitr didn't buy the lie, with Pavitr shaking his head and chuckling. "C'mon Hobie! You can't keep up that facade forever! They had to find out eventually!" Pavitr giggled, a slightly teasing lilt to his voice. The tone of Pavitr's voice made Hobie's stomach do flips, but he would never admit it out loud. The punk took a step back, the first crack in his confident facade.

"There isn't a missing gadget is there? you lot tricked me, is that it?" Hobie's questions were met with more giggling, which Hobie assumed meant 'Yeah, we tricked you and you fell for it'.

"It was Pav's idea!" Miles was quick to blame, pointing a finger at Pavitr before anything else. Pavitr shrugged in response, looking at Miles before returning his attention to Hobie. "I know you're gonna destroy me after this, but in my opinion this is worth it!"

Miles was the first to pounce, tackling Hobie to the ground and relentlessly scratching at his stomach, seeing how the punk would react. Hobie was a bit surprised by the sudden display of strange that ended up literally sweeping the punk off his feet. He was also surprised by the bold move by Miles' fingernails scratching and scribbling at his torso, a choked giggle coming from the punk.

"I'm not ticklish mate. Give it up.." Hobie said, turning his head to the side as he felt the tiniest giggle build up inside of him. Pavitr could be heard chuckling, once again shaking his head as he looked at Hobie.

"Here, I'll give you guys a hint! There's one really ticklish spot on his body! Once you find that, he'll start going crazy!" Pavitr grinned, watching Hobie begin to squirm underneath Miles' weight. Seeing Miles struggle to stay on top of Hobie, Gwen quickly moved to sit on his thighs, her back facing Miles. Pavitr thought it was only fair if he didn't interfere, as he already knew every little spot on Hobie's body that made him crack, opting to just watch Gwen and Miles figure it out themselves.

"Sorry Hobie, you kind of deserve this, let's be honest." Miles moved his fingers to Hobie's sides as Gwen's sharp nails began working on Hobie's legs, starting at his thighs. Hobie found it a bit harder to hide the giggles that were threatening to escape his lips, but he managed to hide them pretty well.

"I thought I told you guys-! I'm not ticklish!" Hobie said, his tone becoming a bit more high-pitched as he let out the softest giggle. Hobie squirmed underneath Miles and Gwen's weight, finding it surprisingly hard to wiggle out from underneath them. Miles and Gwen didn't buy what came out of Hobie's mouth, instead continuing to relentlessly tickle Hobie as Pavitr watched, the boy giggling at Hobie's expense.

Miles and Gwen grinned widely at the tiny giggle that came from Hobie, now knowing they had to persist, and find that aforementioned sweet spot that Pavitr told them about. Gwen and Miles' hands worked in an unpredictable fashion, keeping Hobie guessing where they would strike next. Miles' hands ruthlessly clawed at Hobie's stomach, trying to find the softest spots on his torso, and Gwen's fingernails scraped along his thighs, occasionally moving a bit lower, right next to his knee. This is where Gwen noticed something, where she noticed Hobie would tense up and squirm around a bit more whenever she got to close to his knees. Gwen nudged Miles' shoulder with her own, urging him to look at her.

"Hey, Miles.." Gwen whispered, a devilish smirk on her face. Miles looked behind him to see Gwen, his fingers still squeezing and scribbling Hobie's torso as if it was a usual thing he did that didn't require any extra thought. (Miles would now want it to be a usual thing if it meant Hobie reacted in the honestly adorable way that he did.)

"Yeah? Did you find something?" Miles grinned, his eyes sparkling at the idea. Gwen nodded and pointed to Hobie's knee, circling one finger around his kneecap. Hobie's leg jerked as he put a hand to his mouth, his squirming only increasing as he tried to get the two teenagers off of him.

"You little- pfft-! S-stop that!" Hobie attempted to bark out an insult, but ended up fighting back a squeak as Gwen began scribbling along his knee. Hobie grit his teeth and made an attempt to kick his legs out, but his attempt at doing so were only met with more tickles. Miles decided that it'd be a good idea to help Gwen out, the two teens sitting on each of Hobie's legs and skittering their fingers along Hobie's knees.

Hobie did a pretty decent job at hiding his giggles, which disappointed Miles and Gwen, who both looked to Pavitr for help. Pavitr chuckled in response and pointed to his own knee, but pointed to the backside as opposed to the front. Gwen's and Miles' eyes widened in response, their grins growing impossibly wider as they wasting no time and started scratching along the backsides of Hobie's knees.

Hobie actually screamed.

"PFFTHAHAHAHAHAHA-! YOU LITTLE SHIHIHIHITS!! STOP THAHAHAHAT!" Hobie screeched, throwing his head back as he dissolved into loud cackles. Miles and Gwen's grins grew incredibly wide, and Pavitr could be heard giggling and clapping his hands.

"Well, you guys got close.. but in the end I still had to help!" Pavitr chuckled, shuffling over to Hobie. Pavitr smirked and began scribbling at Hobie's stomach, earning louder laughter from the punk. "F-FUHUHAHACK PAHAV-! STAHAHAHAHAHAP THAT!!" Hobie begged, his eyes stained with mirthful tears.

Pavitr in fact, did not stop, knowing that Hobie would only actually need a break if he stopped resisting, which he wasn't in the slightest. Hobie kicked and thrashed underneath the weight of Miles and Gwen, and he also weakly batted at Pavitr's arms, it didn't do much to deter the thirty fingers that were scratching at his body as fast as possible, but it was worth a shot right?

"Wow, Hobie. And I thought you said you weren't ticklish.." Miles said, continuing to scratch behind Hobie's knee with one hand, and looking down at his other hand as a cruel idea flicked into his mind. Hobie's only response was flipping Miles off, being to incapacitated from his laughter to do anything else. Gwen chuckled as she saw Hobie give Miles the finger, experimentally squeezing the skin underneath Hobie's knee, only to be met with more cackles and shrieks.

A few sparks of blue electricity flicked across Miles' fingers, a wide smirk appearing on his face. Miles stopped tickling Hobie, and zapped the skin underneath his knee with one finger, all the electricity he charged up going straight to Hobie. The feeling didn't hurt in the slightest, in fact, Hobie would argue it did the exact opposite as he let out an uncharacteristically high-pitched shriek.

"MILES-!! FUHUHUCKIN STAHAP- SHIHIHIT NOT AGAHAIN-! NAHAHAHAHAHA MILES!" Hobie screamed as Miles zapped behind his knee a second time, his eyes shut as mirthful tears began to fall down his face. Hobie's squirming lessened significantly, the only thing the punk had the energy to was laugh, and even his own laughter was beginning to go silent. Miles, Gwen, and Pavitr noticed this, and they all slowly came to a stop, looking down at the panting Hobie.

"You alright? We didn't kill you did we?" Gwen asked, her tone mostly teasing, but with a slight hint of genuine worry. Hobie shook his head, giving Gwen a shaky thumbs up.

"N-nah.. I'm fine.." Hobie replied, still stuck in a fit of giggles. Hobie put the back of his hand to his forehead, closing his eyes as he tried to ignore the lingering tingles that stayed on his body even after the three teenagers pulled their hands away.

Once Hobie regained enough energy, he sighed, lifting his head up slightly. "Could you guys.. get offa me?" Hobie asked, being met with two nods and Gwen and Miles getting off of Hobie. Hobie sat up, and as if he hadn't lost a single bit of energy, sprung up to his feet, wiping his eyes as laughter-induced tears still stained them. The three other teens in the room followed Hobie, each and every one of them springing up to their feet with similar energy.

"Right.. now if I remember correctly, Miles said you were the instigator behind all this, right Pav?" Hobie asked, cracking his knuckles and looking at Pavitr with an expression that said 'I'm gonna tickle the shit out of you.'

Pavitr responded with a nervous giggle, gingerly backing up from where Hobie stood. "W-well.. Miles and Gwen did agree to it, so.." Pavitr stammered, trying to convince Hobie to go after the other two instead.

"Yeah, yeah. I know, I'm gettin' em back later. But for now.."

"H-hobie-! W-wait, wait wait- HOHOHOHOHOHOBIE-!"

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