A Ticklish Thriller - 3. Corpses, And A Crazy Ex-Girlfriend. Oh My!

Tony & Lance

“Hey Papa Max, Is Papa Bry with you?” I’m fine, just a bit worried…. Sean’s missing, and Mikey’s found a corpse…. The only thing at the scene were Sean’s favorite shoes, they were by the stairs…. I know, he’d never let them just sit there.”

It only took a second, before Bryan, and Max yelled out “Mikey found a corpse” in unison. This caused both father and son to start laughing.

“Max, Bry, it’s Tony….. No, other than Mikey calling me to tell me about the corpse, I don’t have anything to give you right now….. Well, normally, my son wouldn’t be with me. However, before I’d finished with Mikey’s call, the little bugger was already in my car….. I know, there was no way Lance wasn’t coming along. You know how he feels about Mikey…. Yes, he’s got his body cam on, and it’s been recording the whole time. He’s at the lake, and was on his normal run….. Yeah, I’ll definitely be in touch, don’t worry guys. This is our Mikey, I’m not gonna let anything happen to him. You know how our families feel about each other, especially our kids….. That’s exactly how Pam and I feel. They may be legal adults, but all four of them are still our kids. You two lock your doors and be safe….. We love you too guys.

“I hope Mikey’s ok Dad. I can’t imagine what he’s feeling.”

“I know baby boy, you two have always been very close. When we talked, he sounded like he was getting over the initial shock. Besides, you know how he loves mysteries. After the shock wears off, he’ll be back to his normal, excited self.” Tony chuckled.

“You’re right. Hell, I wouldn’t be surprised if he has everything solved by the time we get there.” Both Lance and Tony chuckled at the thought. Lance’s phone rang, he was so concerned about Mikey, he didn’t bother looking at the number. “Mikey, what’s… Lance started to say, after placing the call on speaker, and record. Janice, look babe, it’s not a good time…. My brother needs… Bitch, don’t you ever call him that again…. Fuck you! Mikey’s my big brother…. Janice, I’m warning you, I’m not in the mood…. Ya know what? Screw this, I’m done with you, and your bigoted views. We’re over, don’t call me again…. This is my final warning. If you even think of coming near me, or my family, I’ll have you charged with harassment, take out a restraining warrant, and do everything legally possible to see you in jail….. I don’t give a shit how much money, or power, you think your Daddy has…. News flash, honey, you’re Dad, works for my Papa Bryan….. I swear to God in heaven, if you try going after Mikey….”

Tony had heard enough. Normally, he didn’t interfere in the kids love life, but this was different. “Young lady, this is the Police Commissioner, I’m Lance’s father. You’ve just threatened another persons safety, in the presence of a public official.…. Actually, it’s your word, against your word. You’re on speaker, and being recorded. Say one more word, and I’ll make good on my son’s threat of legal action.” Once Lance ended the call, Tony patted his son’s knee, with his free hand. “Sorry for butting in, I didn’t want you saying something you’d regret.”

“It’s okay Dad, You did the right thing. She can go to hell for all I care.”

“Hey, don’t think or say things like that. The moment you give into those types of uncaring feelings, is the moment you become no better than her. You’re too good of a person to say and feel that way. I love you, Lance.

“You’re right Dad, thanks for reminding me. I love you too.”

Janice

Janice paced back and forth in her room. The blonde seethed with rage, over how she’d been spoken to. “Who the fuck to they think they are.” She thought to herself. “I’m going to make that bastard Lancelot Arthur pay for his insolence. No one ever speaks, or treats me that way. I’m a Banks for God’s sake, I’ll fucking bury him, and his brother Mikey.”

Mikey

Mikey wiped his tears with his sleeve. After Tony’s call ended, the twenty-two year old, knelt beside the body. Solemnly, he closed his eyes, and bowed his head. Softly, he offered a prayer for his fallen acquaintance. Getting to his feet, Mikey brushed the grass from his knees. Then, his mind for mysteries kicked in. Using his powers of observation, he started examining the scene. The first thing he noticed, was Patrick’s state of dress. More specifically, his state of undress. The body lay on the ground, with only a pair of boxer/briefs covering him. Leaning closer, he noticed the underwear was slightly damp, and his sensitive nose picked up the smell of urine. His next thought, why Patrick would be in a public area, in just his stained underwear. Logical conclusion, he wouldn’t. Though Mikey didn’t know Patrick very well, he knew the man well enough to know he would never be seen in such a disturbing state.

His next observances, were the rope burns on his wrists, and ankles. That meant he had to be tied up, but where was he held? Possibly his home, Mikey’s mind continued to turn, and work it’s way around what few pieces were available. The brunette knew the dead man lived on the other side of the lake, and hosted piano students at his house. Could one of them have killed Pat? It’s very possible. Then there’s the pin. Why was it so familiar to him. He just couldn’t shake the nagging in the back of his mind. Closing his eyes, and taking a deep breath, Mikey conjured a mental image of the pin. The two faces, comedy and tragedy. They represented Dionysus’ two faces. It was on the small side most likely, attached to a shirt, jacket, or sweater. Color, silver, and shiny. Mikey grunted in frustration, from not being able to remember where he’d seen it. His phone ringing, brought him from his reverie.

“Hey Dad’s, I had a feeling… Yes, I’m fine, I just found a dead body is all.... It’s Pat Lymon..... Of course, I’m safe, I’ve got the cam still recording, my knife’s strapped to my arm, and I’m waiting on Papa Tony.... Yeah, it was very shocking at first, but I’m calm now. I said a prayer, and have noticed some interesting things about this scene. I also have a pin, wrapped up in a handkerchief in my pocket. It’s very small, and could’ve been easily overlooked, or trampled. I’m gonna turn it over to the detective, or Papa.” Mikey started chuckling. “No, Papa Bry, I haven’t solved the case yet. Since I’ve got you on the line, I have some news for you two. I’ve asked Dakota Buckingham to be my boyfriend, and told him I wanted a monogamous relationship.... He said yes.... Thanks Dads, I’m really feeling good about it, and I’m ready for another stab at love…. Yes, I know poor choice of words, given what’s happened.” The sound of an approaching car, caught Mikey’s attention. “Hey Dads, I’ll call you later. I think someone just got here.... Don’t worry, I’ll be fine. Have you ever known me to get into trouble, or a questionable situation? Wait! Don’t answer that.... Thank you for checking up on me. I love you both, more than I could verbally express.”

Mikey, Dakota, Lance, & Tony

Mikey heard the sound of a car door closing. Despite his discovery, his face lit up, as he saw his boyfriend running to him. A minute later, a giggling Mikey was wrapped in a bear hug, as he and Dakota fell to the ground. Trapped under the six foot, 160 lbs. man, the five foot nine, 140 lbs. brunette, was a helpless mass of laughing, wriggling limbs.

“Are you ok baby boy? Dakota got off Mikey, and pulled the still giggling man to his feet.

“I’m fine Kota. Although, you might need to go on a diet.” Mikey was again on the ground, wildly laughing, and squirming, with Dakota on top of him. However, this time, it was because Dakota was mercilessly, tickling his ribs, sides, and stomach. “Okay, I give, I give, you don’t need a diet. You’re perfect.” Mikey was pulled to his feet, and Dakota protectively wrapped his arms around him.

“You’re just too adorable Mikey. I’m not gonna say it, but I’m also not gonna lie. I’m really fighting the urge to say I love you. I don’t think we’re quite ready for that yet, but, I want you to know I feel it in my heart. It felt like half my heart was stabbed, when Detective Carson called, and said you’d found a corpse.”

The sentiment Mikey felt radiating from his tough cop boyfriend, struck right in the center of his heart. With tears of love streaking his cheeks, Mikey launched himself into Dakota’s arms. “Dakota, no one has ever opened up with me about their feelings like that. At least, no one outside my family. I feel the exact same way as you, and I totally agree with what you said. We’re not ready to say I love you to each other yet. At least, not in the romantic sense. However, if things keep going the way they are, I don’t think it’ll be long till we’re both ready, and unable to keep from saying it. Although, I do love you, as a person. I love your heart, and spirit.” Mikey loved feeling Dakota’s arms around him. “Holding me like you are, I feel completely safe, and protected.”

“Angel boy, I’ll do my best to make sure nothing, and no one ever hurts you.” The two men shared another loving kiss, and embrace before composing themselves.

“Kota, babe, we need to brush ourselves off, Papa Tony should be here any minute now. Oh, don’t be surprised when I use your title, instead of your name, or nickname. I do the same with Papa Tony, at least in front of other officers. It’s my way of showing respect.”

“Mikey!” Lance yelled out, as he ran full speed towards his older brother.

Mere seconds after he heard the sound of his brother’s voice, Mikey, for the third time in under an hour, was tackled to the ground. At least this time, it was only 150 lbs. on top of him. He giggled. Then, excitedly returned Lance’s hug, and kissed the younger man’s cheek.

Dakota, Tony, along with the assembled officers stood back, and laughed at the two child like men on the ground. He’d heard about how close the two brothers were. But, the descriptions didn’t hold a candle to actually seeing them together. Dakota’s heart burst with joy, seeing his boyfriend, and future brother being so cute together.

Mikey got up first. He pulled Lance off the ground, and into another hug. The brunette lowered his head, placed a kiss on the shorter man’s forehead, and smoothed Lance’s hair. “Hey, I’m fine baby bro. What’s got you so worked up?”

Lance buried his face in Mikey’s chest. His tears soaked his brother’s shirt. “Sean’s missing, I was so worried about you, and then Janice and I broke up. It was bad, she called you the f-word I’ll never say, and threatened your life. Dad heard everything, and after I threatened her with legal actions, I started to lose it. That’s when Dad stepped in. Mikey, I don’t understand how people can be so hateful, and selfish. I love my family, more than life itself.” Lance just clung to Mikey, like he was a security blanket.

“It’s okay baby bro. Look at me.” Mikey paused, and lifted the sobbing boy’s chin. “I’m safe, and sound. I’m sure our Commissioner, the detective, and these amazing officers are using every ability they have to find Sean.” Mikey smiled, and kissed his brother’s cheek.

“Do you think he’ll be okay?”

“I don’t know baby boy. All we can do is keep hope alive, and Sean in our hearts. Hey, I’ve got some cool news, I’m now dating Officer Buckingham. He’s hopefully, gonna be your new older brother.”

Lance grinned, and walked up to Dakota. “I heard about my Dad working to get you, and my brother together. Do you think you’re strong, and man enough to deserve Mikey? He’s very special to all of us, and it’ll take a special person to support him.”

Dakota could tell the younger man meant business, despite the adorably cute scene between him and Mikey. The twenty-seven year old swallowed hard, and thoughtfully paused before answering. “Lance, I’m not perfect, but I give you my word of honor. I’d give my last breath, if it meant protecting my sweet angel boy over there. He’s opened my heart, and made me want to love again. So, do you think I’m strong, and man enough for Mikey?”

Instead of answering vocally, Lance jumped into Dakota’s arms, hugged him, and kissed his cheek. “Welcome to the family, big bro. Just remember, you ever physically, or purposefully hurt Mikey, and they’ll never find your body.”

Dakota was so overcome with emotion, the only thing he could do, was kiss Lance’s cheek, and wrap him in a strong embrace. “Thank you, Lance. I promise, I’ll never hurt Mikey on purpose. I...I love you, baby bro. Thank you for accepting me.” Tears streamed down the cop’s cheeks, as he held his new brother.

“I love ya too, Dakota.” Lance held out his arm towards Mikey, who eagerly joined in the group hug.

“Guys, this is really great for the family, but there is a body to be taken care of.” Tony chuckled, and also joined in the hug.

“Commissioner, Detective, there are a couple things I’d like to point out.” Mikey headed towards the officers and detective.

“Have you solved the case yet?” Lance asked.

Mikey burst out laughing. “The Dad’s asked the exact same thing. Before I forget, I found this near the body. It’s small, and could’ve easily been trampled.” Mikey retrieved the wrapped up pin, and handed it to the detective.

“Thank you for preserving this Mikey. Hopefully, it’ll give us something.” Both Carson and Tony examined the small object, before bagging it.

Once everyone left, Mikey and Dakota held each other, and gazed at the lake’s rippling water. “Thank you for coming to support me babe. I can’t express how much it meant to me.” Mikey wiped a stray tear, and laid his head on Dakota’s shoulder.

“Babe, anytime you need, or want me, I’ll be where you are. I’d never in a million years, let you go through something like this alone.” Dakota chuckled, kissed Mikey’s head, and playfully tickled the brunette’s stomach. The immediate sounds of his boyfriend’s squeals, and sight of him squirming brought a loving smile to the older man’s lips. Without a doubt, Dakota knew he’d be with this man, till he died.

The Stalker & Sean

“Is this really how I’m gonna go out? Sean thought to himself, while lying in the bed. He felt completely emasculated. Here he was, no shirt, jeans, socks, and still damp with his own urine, and sweat. His entire body ached, from the amount of tickling he endured. How long had it been? An hour, two, maybe even days. Sean was still blindfolded, and was hearing nothing, except tortured laughter, and screams. His entire sense of time was completely destroyed. Never in his life, could he imagine being tickled so much. Sean’s throat burned, desperately yearning for relief, and even a drop of water to soothe his vocal cords. Then he started thinking how he’d never see his family, friends, and he’d never be able to wear his favorite shoes again. Sean’s mind drifted to curiosity of how his abductor knew he was ticklish. Had he somehow witnessed the many tickle fights Sean, and Lance had? Or maybe he saw him with his ex-boyfriend, and other friends. It was definitely no secret, Sean was extremely ticklish, and loved it.

The stalker gleefully chuckled, clapped his hands, and leapt for joy watching his prey so helpless. This time, he’d chosen to don a grim reaper costume, only instead of a sickle, he carried a feather. For an added bonus, he wore red contact lenses, that looked like they glowed in the light. Quietly, the disturbed man, crept closer to his motionless victim. With no word, or warning, the stalker quickly removed the blindfold, causing Sean to grunt and squint his eyes in discomfort. The black robed man, laughed maniacally, at Sean’s frightened reaction. Silently, the reaper began tickling Sean’s exhausted body. Finally, two hours later, he decided to end the college boy’s misery. Grabbing an oxygen mask, he attached the hose to a nitrous oxide canister, and opened the valve. Sean tried with all his might, not to breathe in the odorless gas. However, his attempts failed. With every attempt, the reaper would rapidly drag his nails up and down Sean’s soft bare soles. Before too long, Sean’s life had ended.

Still dressed as the reaper, the stalker placed Sean’s lifeless body in his car. Under the cloak of darkness, he drove to the deserted news station. The reaper made sure no one was in sight. He left the totally naked body on the steps of the building, and taped another video card to his chest.