-Eight People. One House-

The Room(s) Where It Happens

"And then he dove right of the fort and onto the couch! It was hilarious, John!"
Lafayette giggles. Him and John where current talking about the dumb things their boyfriends do.

"Hercules is insane! Well so is Alex. But whom's complainin'?"
John snorts, laughing into his hands.
"Then he got stuck in the couch! Et c'est ainsi que j'ai découvert que Herc était chatouilleux!"
"English please!"
"And this is how I found out Herc was ticklish"
"Oooooh- Wait He is?"
John was baffled at the small, but buff teens weakness.
"Mhmm! And he's just as bad as Alex!"
"Looks like we got a new target~"
"Just don't tell him I told you! Ou il aura ma tête!"
"Engli-"
"Or he'll have my head!"
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"JAMES HOLY SHIT-"
Thomas screeches as he kicks opens James and Hercules' rooms door.
They jolt and squeak in unison before shoving something to the side of them.

"Y-Yes Thomas?"
James stammers out, raising an eyebrow at his flustered boyfriend.
"ME AND THE GREMLIN HAVE TO SHARE A BED!"
"Yes I know"
"B-BUT WHAT IF HE HAS SOME KIND OF DISEASE?! WHAT IF I GET THE WEIRD DISEASE?! WHAT IS HE KILLS ME IN MY SLEE-"
"THOMAS! He is NOT going to give you any disease. If anything I'm going give you a good slap so you can think straight. He won't kill you. What can he do with those limp little noodle arms?"
Hercules buts in, groaning and crossing his arms as he says so.

Thomas' eyes travel to his nails. They where painted a deep pastel blue.
"Hey, Whats up with your nails?"
He watches as Herc's cheeks turn a deep red and he sits on his hands.
"T-That's none of your business!"
He hisses, attempting to cover up His flusteredness.

"Whatever! What colour are Jemmy's?"
"Black. Like my soul."
The small sickly teen dead pans. They all stare at each other for a good ten seconds before laughing their asses off.

"B-Blahack?? Your sohoul is more of a NEON black!"
Thomas snorts, shaking his head and rolling his eyes.
"Ihi agree with t-that!"
"HERC!"
James squeaks, causing everyone to laugh more.
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"ALEXALEXALEXALEXALEX-"
John screams as he burst into Alex's room.
"JEUS FUCK JOHN WHAT DO YOU WANT?!"
"OksoLafjusttoldmethatHercismoreticklishthanyou!"
"Sloooooow down!"
Alexander rolls his eyes, looking up at his surprisingly not out of breathe boyfriend and he takes a deep breathe.
"Ok! So Laf just told me that Herc is more ticklish than you and I'm flipping out because we do have to use this against him!" John says. It was still fast, but you could understand it better.

"Wait what- He is? HA HA! IM NOT THE ONE EVERYBODY'S GOING AFTER ANYMORE!"
Alex rejoices, doing a lil' victory dance.
John just laughs at his boyfriends silly behavior.
"Yeah yeah! What ever! Just don't tell Herc that I told you that Laf told me!"
And that's when all hell was let lose.