A Fool's Weakness:

Ships: Prinxiety

Words ~1,632~

Warnings: Some language, kissing scene, tickling (but duh)

It started with a friendly game of Mario Kart; Emphasis on 'friendly'. The two rivalling aspects sat on the couch, side-by-side, deeply enthralled with the idea of beating the other past the finish line. However, one was losing badly.

"Really Virgil again!? That shortcut is blatant cheating!"

"And you don't think your bullet bill was cheating? The game literally takes control and drives the course for you."

"Nonsense! Its part of the game!"

"And so is the shortcut I took. You're just mad that I found it first." The darker aspect grinned as Roman just stuck his tongue out at him, then quickly returned back to the game.

Soon after, Virgil crossed the finish line with Roman close behind.

"Curses foiled again! I declare a rematch." Roman tossed his controller in frustration.

"That was like the fourth rematch, Princey. Just accept that I'm better than you at Mario Kart." Virgil's smug face only infuriated the fanciful aspect more.

"No! I'm better than you at everything! Except...for maybe a couple of things, but I will prove that I am better than you at this racing game!" Roman is filled with determination.

Virgil rolled his eyes and took pity on his boyfriend. "Ugh. Fine. Last race though. What's your ploy?"

Roman smirked. "We do a race upside down."

Virgil snorted. "If I were Logan I'd totally win. You know that right?"

"Ah, but you aren't Logan." Roman's smirk turned into a full-fledged grin.

Virgil shrugged. "I'm still smarter than you when it comes to positions and dodging things."

The grin was instantly wiped from Roman's face and replaced with a sneer. "I'll make you eat your words."

"I'll make you eat my dust."

"Bring it!" Within seconds, their positions had changed. Shoulder blades to the cushions, heads pointed up at the tv, and their legs dangling over the back of the couch. Neither was in a very comfortable position.

The race started quietly, but then just like with any other competitive challenge, Roman became dramatic. He swerved with his remote control wheel like he was racing in real life, bumping into Virgil on purpose.

"Hey! Ow! Watch it! Keep your drama on that side of the couch please." The only thing that came out of Roman's mouth in return was some childish imitations of car noises as he continued trying to distract him from the game.

"Ugh, would you just play fair for on-Hmph!" As Roman elbowed him in the ribs, a high pitched grunt found its way out of the darker aspect's mouth. This earned an astonished glance from the Fanciful side towards Virgil. Realizing the reasoning behind the noise, a smirk played on Roman's lips. He immediately shrugged it off of his features though, so that his racing partner might not know the mischievous plan he had in mind.

But, Anxiety was no idiot and knew Roman had heard his noise. Deciding it was his best option to be on guard, because the prince would undoubtedly try something 'similar' again later.

And that similar thing came to pass about halfway through the final lap. Virgil was in the lead once again and Roman decided that now was the time for revenge. He took his right hand off of his controller and carefully slid it rest down at Virgil's left side, almost touching it. The darker aspect felt the slightest wiggle, causing his whole body to tense up. It was then, that the prince struck. Roman cupped Anxiety's side giving it a firm squeeze and Virgil cried out as his entire body jolted, barely holding onto the remote control in his hands.

"H-hey! No fair!" He tried to regain control of his momentum, but the prince's hands were distracting his movements, jerking his vehicle in every which way. Finally deciding not to be too mean, Roman paused the game from his controler, dropping it so now he could use both hands to onslaught the darker aspect.

"Ahhahahahahaahaha!!! Stahaahaahhahap!!" Virgil felt a second hand of Roman's enter the fray beginning to attack his other side. Anxiety tried to get up, but Roman had more leverage and moved into an upright position first, trapping the darker aspect in the odd position he was already in.

"Hahaha! Now this is a game I can defeat you in!" He scratched all over his victims tummy, trying to avoid the kicking legs off the back of the couch.

"PRIHIHHIHINCEY YOU POOR SPOHOHOHHORT!!" Virgil continued to fight off the royal tickler only to find Roman had slipped his hands under his shirt.

"If you only continue to beat me, then I'll only continue to beat you! Feel my wrath, Princess Perch."

Virgil let out a snort as he felt romans fingers squeeze his lower abdomen and tease his bellybutton. His feet beat against the couch in spasms as each of his tickle spots were exploited mercilessly.

"ROHOHOHHOHOHOHOMAHAHAHAHNNNN!!!"

"Ah your laughter is adorable Virgil and I think it is a sufficient prize for defeating you in a tickle fight. You should be grateful that I didn't titillate your worst spot yet. I could have had you writhing on the ground more than you are on the couch." Roman decided to withdraw his attack and lightly rub the tickly feelings away from Virgil's tummy and sides causing the darker aspect's laughter to subside into tiny giggles.

"Youhur such a jeheherk!!" Anxiety slapped the princes hands away from his hyper sensitive tummy, and managed to sit upright on the couch the same as the prince. "If thats how your gonna take out your road rage, then I want no part of this. I've already won like four other times, so just accept your defeat like the honorable prince you are or go play with Logan or something.

"But...but...baby" Roman whined, grabbing onto Virgil's sleeve as the darker aspect rose from the couch.

"Don't 'baby' me. I'll talk to you, after I've avoided you." Virgil knocked his hand off of his sleeve and walked off already planning his revenge on the prince.

Roman was left there sulking on the couch with the game still paused, wondering if he might have taken things a bit too far this time.

A couple hours later, Virgil felt like he had left his boyfriend alone for a sufficient amount of time, and began to sneak up on the sleeping royal. Roman was currently sawing logs on the same couch that Anxiety had left him on, all that time ago still waiting for his boyfriend to return.

With a running leap, (not unlike that of a cat.) Virgil sprung over the couch and straight onto Roman's chest, pinning his muscular body. With a jolt, Roman awoke to find the anxious facet perched atop him, a devilish grin smiling down at him.

"Wakey wakey whiney baby." It was then Virgil attacked, thrusting his hands into the Prince's armpits, attempting to tickle him back. He was shocked to find the Prince's expression unchanging. In fact, he only yawned. "What?!" Virgil tried his sides, slid his fingers into Roman's shirt and even ghosted his hips, all the while the devilish grin began to spread on Roman's face.

"You're...you're not ticklish..." Virgil began to back away on all fours, only now realizing his mistake.

"I am not. A prince would not have such a foolish weakness. It appears you are the fool here for thinking I was." Roman pulled himself off of the couch using his core muscles and grabbing Virgil's wrists to bring him closer into the royal's grasp.

"Oh shit..." Virgil breathed out in pure horror. He could practically feel the menacing chuckle ripple through Roman's chest.

"Oh 'shit' indeed my dear Virgil. You have nowhere to run."

"No. no nononononononohohohohohohoho!!! STAHP! I HATE IT!" Virgil barely had time to swallow a gulp before the prince once again slipped his fingers under his hoodie, spidering up to his overly sensitive ribs.

"I hope you don't pass out soon, because I refuse to show mercy." Roman whispered the last part in his boyfriends ear, causing the victim to almost squeal with helplessness. The strumming continued with one hand while the royal's other hand traveled to an armpit wiggling freely and feeding on the other's shrill cry of laughter.

"Rohohohohohman!! STAHAHAHAHAP!!"

"Aww...you are too adorable for your own good, you know that? But I'm afraid I already made my decision. No mercy dear Virgil." Roman's hands shot down immediately to Virgil's thin hips, stimulating the pressure points there. The anxious facet's laughter finally turned silent, as tears streamed down his face. A minute more of this and finally Roman gave into his boyfriend's pleas.

"Oh alright. Fine. But don't make this mistake twice. I can promise the second encounter I will not be as lenient."

Virgil panted as Roman finally removed his hands from his body. With a struggle, he shifted up until he was face-to-face with his boyfriend.

"I won't...but that doesn't mean I can't do other things to stop you." This made Roman laugh heartily.

"And what can you do that will make me st-MMPF!" The royal's lips was suddenly enveloped by Virgil's mouth, the words resting on his tongue fading away into pure bliss. It only took a millisecond for Roman to respond to his gesture of fondness, the moment quelling any anger towards the other.

Finally the kiss broke, and they separated looking at the other with loving eyes.

"Fine...your better at Mario Kart than I am."

"See? Now was that so hard?"

"Quiet or I'll tickle you again."

"Then I'll just kiss you again."

Roman laughed out loud, bringing his boyfriend into a loving embrace. "And so the cycle repeats..." And if this was how the cycle continued, even if Virgil beat him at everything, He felt as if he could live with it for thousands of years.