Good In theory

I have become obsessed with the game Overwatch, and I think my favorite character has got to be Junkrat. Everything he says just makes me smile during games, and his LAUGH! It's hilarious to think of him being ticklish! So this is a little scene where Junkrat makes a plan to finally get back at Roadhog for all the times he's tickled him. Just as the title says, it's better in theory than in practice. XD

This was it, Junkrat's greatest plan yet! This time he was definitely get his sweet revenge on Roadhog!
Junkrat and Roadhog had bonded a lot since they first meet. It had been the two of them against the world, and they had formed a, very interesting, friendship. The two had there ups and downs, their differences and disagreements, but over the years they had become inseparable.
What made there relationship so interesting was the fact that they were, or at least supposed to be, outlaws. They were on all government watch list, tales said they were the toughest of the tough, but here in the Overwatch headquarters they were just the goofy comical relief for everyone. Junkrat the class clown, and Roadhog his guardian keeping him from blowing things up.
Hog had learned how to deal with Junkrats craziness, but sometime even he would snap. Now, you would think that with a big, bad outlaw like him, Hog would get violent when he snapped, yelling or getting physical to get Rat to just stop whatever it was he was doing. Instead Hog had a different approach with teaching Rat a lesson, and that was tickling the daylights out of him.
This is when people usually get shocked. The first time the other members of Overwatch saw this, they had to stop and stare for ten seconds to proses what was happening. It was quite a sight, seeing the biggest outlaw in the world being tickled to death by his partner in crime, and it was the most hilarious sight the Overwatch crew had ever seen.
Since then, it had become almost a daily occurrence seeing the two's very one sided tickle fights. But today was the day Rat would finally turn the tables. The perfect plan was set, and all he needed to do was prepare and execute.
After a whole day of pondering the question, "how does one tickle Roadhog?" he found the solution. For one, size difference. With Hog standing at nearly eight feet tall, Rat was at a two foot disadvantage. Second, strength difference. Rat was strong, despite being so skinny, but Hog was a whole different class. He had the strength of three offense, despite not having any robotic modification.
So how does one at a height, weight, and strength disadvantage get the jump on Hog? By setting the perfect trap of course! All he had to do was lay down a trap in the door way, wait, and bam! He'd have a head start of anywhere from ten to even twenty seconds! Of course, Hog usually got Rat for at least five minutes, but Rat would take whatever he could get with the big guy.
Now was the time to put the plan in motion. Rat modified one of his traps to blend in better with the door way, and even set it to only trigger with Hog's weight so that it wouldn't trap anyone else, and he was about to lay down his trap.
He picked the doorway to the room they shared, because if he did this anywhere where people could see them, he knew that Hog would kill him.
This is it! He thought as he placed down the trap. I'm finally going to get back at him!
Rat couldn't help but giggle with glee as he thought about his revenge. He had been waiting for so long to get back at him, and this was going to be it! He couldn't contain his excitement as he did a little dance over to the trap. And stepped on it with his prosthetic leg.
Instead of his leg bouncing back up due to the light weight, it snapped shut.
"What? NO! I did the calculations!" He shouted in frustration as he tried to free himself from his own trap.
Out of curiosity, he got out the paper in his pocket he did the calculations on.
"I HAD EVERYTHING! I COULDNT HAVE- ohhhh." He realized his slight error on his equation, he added in the wrong variable. In his excitement he had written down the wrong number, flipping a 62 to a 26.
"I HATE WHEN THAT HAPPENDS!"
"What's with the yelling this time?" An all too familiar voice came. Rat slowly turned to face his soon to be very angry roommate.
"Oi, gday Hog!" He said nervously as his eyes shifted away from him.
"What did you do this time?" Hog crossed his arms and stared at his trapped, spaz of a friend and partner.
"Oh- me? I, um, was just... Testing a new trap!" He was talking about five times as fast as usual. A shore sign he was not telling Hog something.
"In our room?" Hogs doubt was heard in his voice, making Junkrat even more nervous.
"Yeah! The, um, garage was too crowded!"
"Rat, I just came from the garage, and it was empty."
"Wow! Guess it cleared out quickly!"
Rat didn't have to see Hogs face to know he was getting angry with him. He had this body language change that Rat had learned to spot.
"Rat, come clean. Now."
His calm voice is even more scary than his angry voice!
"Alright! I placed this trap down because I wanted to get back at you for tickling me but you have an advantage so I needed to levelthingsoutandgetaheadsta-"
He stopped as he saw another change in Hog. One that made him know he was in trouble. Hog suddenly went very relaxed and calm.
"Well now, seems you've forgotten who's top hog around here."
His voice had gone into almost a whisper.
"Looks like I'll have to remind you."
Oh no.
Oh yes. Now was whole hog time
Hog grabbed Rats arms as he struggled to escape, the trap making it even more difficult.
"At least now your much easier to hold down."
And with that he went in. Within seconds Rat was screeching with high pitched laughter, kicking his free leg in vain as Hogs pudgy fingers squeezed all over his ribs.
"NOHOHO! Hog I'm sohOHOHRY!"
But it was going to take a lot more then just apologizing to get Hog to stop now.
Rats laughter boomed throughout their room and hallway, changing with the tickles. Slowing down to light giggles when he switched to lightly scratching his under arms, growing in volume whenever he squeezed his sides and hips, and constantly trying to talk trough his hysterical cackles.
After torturing his torso, Hog went to his favorite part of the tickle punishment. He grabbed Rats leg that wasn't made of metal and grabbed his big toe.
"Alright little piggy! Squeal for me! This little piggy went to market." He said as he wiggled and scratched his toe.
"AHAHAH- NO! Not ThIHIHIS! HOHOHOG!"
"This little piggy stayed home."
He moved down to the next toe.
"I WOHOHONT DO IT AGAHAHAIN! I SWARE!"
"This little piggy had roast beef."
"AHAHAHHOGGY! StoHOHOP!"
"And this little piggy had none."
"Oh nOHOHOH!"
"And this little piggy...."
"Ahahahhogno! Waihihit!"
"Went WEE WEE WEE, all the way home!"
As he said the final line, he skittered his fingers all over Rats foot, causing another hysterical wave of laughter to ring out.
"Hohohg, a little break! Just to breheheth!"
Hog, as much as he lived to see Rat squeal with laughter, took off his hands for a second, letting his breathless friend have a moment to recover a bit.
"Are you dohohne?" Rat giggled softly.
"Just one more thing to top it all off." Hog said as he pushed Junkrat's back to the floor. To Rats surprise, Instead of immediately going to town again, Hog removed his mask.
Rat had seen his face before, but only a few times. That was another part of there friendship, Rat was the only one allowed to look at Roadhogs face. Ever. Junkrat didn't exactly know why, his face was scared, but not unbelievable deformed or anything. In fact, he found it almost normal. But he chose to not pressure him into showing it all the time. He had an understanding of keeping your old self hidden.
Now he saw Hog's scared face looking at him. He had no idea what he was planing until he scratched a little bit on his tummy, then held his arms above his head and laid his chin down.
"Nohohohohoh! Not this! Not this not this!"
But it was too late to protest now. Hog took a deep breath and blew a big raspberry into his belly. Junkrats break hadn't prepared him for this, and his amplified laughter filled the air once again.
"AHAHAHAHAHHA! NOHOHOH! AHAHANOT-AHAHA!"
He was cut off by another big raspberry, this time on the belly button.
"HOHOGY! I CANT BREHEHEATH!"
Hog decided that that was his que to stop. It was serious when Rat said he can't breath, it meant he had reached his tickle limit. Hog finally let him go and helped him out of the trap, giggles still escaping from him as he finally caught his breath a bit.
"Alright now Rat, what have we learned here today?"
"Double check your calculations before rigging your trap?"
Hog sighed as he let out a slight chuckle.
"And?"
"And?"
Hog wiggled his fingers in front of Rats ribs.
"Alright! Alright! Your top Hog!"
"Good."
Hog ruffled his hair before he walked out of their room.
So It looks like Junkrat didn't get his revenge today. His plan had seemed good in theory, but didn't quiet go his way. Now it was back to the old drawing board.