~ This takes place before the events of Titans season 1, with the original team

Titans Tower was unusually quiet for a Friday night; nobody was making a mess in the kitchen and movie night wasn’t until Saturday. Dawn and Donna were out doing recon for a mission and Hank failed to mention where he was disappearing to which left only two young heroes at the fancy apartment. “Come on, bird boy…I figured getting away from the Bat would make you more fun” Garth aka Aqualad teased as he moved around the training floor. “What are you talking about? I’m having a blast” Dick replied with a swing of his staff toward his teammate’s legs. The blonde jumped to avoid it and fired back with another swing, missing Grayson’s head by an inch. Garth aimed toward Robin’s stomach with a quick strike and managed to land his first hit in 30 minutes but Dick followed by flipping through the air and knocking him on his ass. “You’ve gotta teach me some of those circus moves” Garth added with a slightly annoyed grin while getting up. “You know you can control water, right?” Dick questioned, sarcasm coming out when he felt a little cocky. “I thought powers weren’t allowed during sparring sessions?” “They’re not” Dick assured before the two went at it again, both staffs swinging, clashing, and missing until the brunette swept one of Aqualad’s legs. 

Garth got more frustrated with every take down or hit; sparring was never his favorite thing but at least with the others he had a fighting chance. Dick was the best fighter of the group and didn’t hold back. He seemed at home training while Garth just did it because combat was part of the job, often making for imbalanced sessions. “…I should’ve gone with Donna and Dawn” Garth added as he got to his feet. “Training’s important…or do you want to get your ass handed to you by Madam Rouge next time we go after her?” Dick asked, always more focused on preparation than his teammates. “I do control water, remember?” Garth quipped back with a grin. “Powers won’t always get the job done; being able to take down your opponent without them can be crucial” Grayson reminded as they started again, both Titans waiting on the other to make a move. “You know, Dick…you should really loosen up. You’re the most serious 22 yr. old I know” Garth encouraged. “If you think I’m serious, I know somebody in Gotham you should meet” Dick answered. The handsome blonde knew he’d have to get lucky to best Robin but he figured there was at least one thing that the boy wonder hadn’t been trained for.

Garth struck toward Dick’s side and was easily blocked, sparking a fast-paced exchange between them until Robin landed a solid strike against his buddy’s shin, making him collapse to the ground. “Jesus, Dick…I’m not the damn Joker” Garth reminded as he gripped his leg in pain. “I didn’t mean to hit you that hard…are you alright?” Dick asked with sudden guilt, kneeling down next to him. Without answering, Garth suddenly swiveled around and wrapped his legs around Dick’s right leg in a lock. “Are you serious??” Dick questioned as he tried to free himself. “You’re serious enough for the both of us” Aqualad replied before sinking into the back his teammate’s thigh. “AhA! GAaaRRThH….HAOhohaa…SsToOoPPP!” Dick protested while trying to contain his reaction and get out of the hold. “Is that a submission?” Garth asked with a smirk, squeezing into the strong upper leg to see if he could get a bigger rise out of the stoic vigilante. “ThiiSsIiSSN’TthAOHAOoHoaA SppAARRrIInNngahoaHAOA” he argued as giggles continued spilling out. “I’m just using my combat skills to beat my opponent like you said” Garth reminded with a smart-ass tone that only irked Dick more. “HAoaoaGGEeEtTooOFFF!!” Robin shouted with a surge of strength before reaching back and knocking him in the chest, forcing Garth to free his leg.

“What the hell was that??” Dick asked, more disheveled than Garth had seen him in a long time. “I wanted to help you loosen up, not be so serious” the blonde explained as they eyed each other as opponents instead of teammates. “What? You think Doctor Light is ticklish? Do you think that's gonna work on him??” Dick asked with a look like he was above tickling. “I don’t know, maybe he is; we’ll have to try that next time” Garth replied with a smirk before charging toward Dick. Grayson blocked every punch and spun in the air to land a kick on Garth but that didn’t stop the momentum. Aqualad could tell Dick was less sharp than before, allowing him to catch his arm and pull it behind Dick’s back. 

Before the team leader could retaliate, Garth’s free hand was digging into Robin’s ribs, using his enhanced strength to really see how sensitive he was. “AAoAHoahaohASsHHIiITT!! AAhHAOAHOAHaAahGGAARtthHH!! AhoAHoahaHOHohOHAANNoOO!! AhoAOHAHaCCUUTTiiIiTTOoOUUUTT!!” Dick exploded almost instantly, unable to control himself this time. “You needed a good laugh” Garth answered as his devious side came out, vibrating his fingers along the vulnerable ribs and even dipping into the side of his chest to make Robin flounder more. “AhAOhOhAOhAOhAAEEenNNNOoOUuGGhHhH!!” Dick shouted with newfound frustration as he maneuvered his body out of the classic hold.

Garth thought he’d fire back ready to kill him but the acrobat propelled off one of the pillars and took him down from behind, putting him in a similar pin with his arm behind his back. “Adapting is an important part of beating your opponent” Robin added as he kept the arm pinned and sat across Garth’s lower back facing his legs. “Adapting?” Garth asked with confusion but his curiosity was soon answered when Dick plunged into the area just below his open armpit. “AAhoAohOAHaOhoaHOAHOAAhohOHoHnNOoNnNOO!! AOhAOHADdiIICckKK!! AHoAHOHAohaahoHAFFuUuCCkKK!! AHoAHoAHoAHAOhHAohAAA” came barrelling out from the young hero at the sudden rush. 

“Look who’s ticklish now” Dick taunted, the tickling bringing out his playful side as he made Garth squirm. Both powerful legs kicked the ground and bucked Dick around but the former sidekick held on, moving down to attack Garth’s lower side near his flank for a burst of sharp squeals. “AhoAHoahAhhAHASSTttAOoahoPPP! HAOhAOhOHAAoHAOaNNNoONoHOAHOHAAA!!” “Are you giving up?” Robin questioned without stopping. “AhoAhoHAAhoaFFUUuCCkKKyyYoOouUU!” Garth refused, enduring the concentrated sensations until he was able to make a move, reaching back with his other arm to grip Dick’s collar. Aqualad pulled him back by his tank-top and they squabbled on the training floor until the blonde caught Dick’s ankle.

“If you couldn’t beat me in sparring, you could’ve just said” Grayson teased to get under Garth’s skin. “Where's the fun in that?” Aqualad replied as he secured the ankle in a headlock, his superior strength coming in handy to keep the upper hand. Robin writhed on the floor to get away from Garth but despite his intensive training, he couldn’t escape before his sneaker was pulled off. “Leave my foot alone!” Dick protested. “Yeah right” Aqualad smiled as he attacked the grey-socked sole, spidering up the panicked foot. “AhoAoHOAoahoamMMoOOTThHEeeRRrrRHAOhaohaFfUUuCkKKeERR! AHoHOAOHSsTtoOOpPP!!” shot out of Dick as he practically rocketed into the air, his entire weapon of a body jerking in the hold. “Damn, I never knew you were this ticklish” Garth teased with intrigued glee to see how far he could push the tough guy. “AhoAhaohaoAHoHAaGGEETTooOOOFFF!!” Grayson raged as Garth wiggled along his trapped foot, reminding Dick just how sensitive he was. “What’s under here…” Aqualad prompted aloud as a single finger slipped under the elastic rim of the ankle sock, “NO!! No way!” Robin shouted with a violent yank, escaping the head lock before Garth could get at his bare foot. 

Dick glared at Garth like he could kill him but his expression suddenly transitioned into a look of mischief. “It’s on” was all he said before pouncing on him. Robin slid between Aqualad’s legs and caught both of them, forcing Garth to the ground with a thud. “Haha where’d you learn that one?” “You think you've seen all my moves?” Dick answered as he stripped his shirt off and used it to secure both of his teammate’s ankles and sat across them with Garth still on his stomach. “That’s cheating!” Garth argued upon realizing his legs were wrapped in the shirt. “I must've missed the part about the rules” Dick replied, feeding off the playful energy as he yanked both sneakers off. “I hope they smell like rotten fish!” Aqualad barked while trying to free himself. “You tell me” Robin answered with a swift tug to expose his friend’s pink soles before tossing the dirty socks toward his head. The seasoned crime fighter drug both sets of nails down Garth’s meaty soles from toes to heel, back and forth across every wrinkle to drive the superhero crazy. “AAAAHAAHoAHoahOAHaOHAOAHAOHAOooHhMmYyYGGoOOoDD!! AOHAOhAOhOHoHAOAHOAHASShshiIiITTT!” Aqualad howled with an exaggerated smile while his fists pounded the ground between trying to get at Dick. 

His solid body shook behind Robin and the steady sensations on his tender soles kept him laughing like he was locked up in Arkham. “You started it” Grayson reminded with a smile of revenge as he focused on wrecking both smooth feet at his mercy. “AooAaoAHAHOAHFFfuuUCCkkKhOAHoAHNNoONNOOhOAHAOhAA AHoHAOAHASSTtTOOPpPpIIiTT!! YYyoOOUUAAsshHooOLllEEE!!” Dick couldn’t help but laugh at Garth’s spirited attempt to end the retaliation; they both knew how sensitive his feet were but this was the first time he'd really had his way with them. But Dick’s advantage was soon interrupted by Garth’s mighty legs ripping through the tank-top wrap and forcing the brunette off his ankles. Robin rolled onto his back to pop up onto his feet but Garth tackled him mid-air onto the ground, “Fuck!” Dick let out as Garth landed on him. “My turn” Aqualad announced with a wicked smirk before planting his knees on his buddy’s arms so they were out to the sides in a classic pin. “Garth, come oonAOOHhoAhAOhohAOAHOhoAAAHoHOAHAAHohOAAAA” erupted from Dick like a grenade of laughter once Garth attacked his unprotected armpits, digging into the deepest parts of the hairy underarms. 

“AhoHohAOhoIIIMmMggGOonNAAkkiiiCCkKKAhAOhaoAHAA yYyYooOURRAaSss!!!” Dick threatened through the wild laughter, doing his best to free his arms and block the vicious fingers. “Let’s see it then” Garth taunted with a look of sadistic joy in his eye. “I wonder if Hank knows how ticklish you are…” he continued with a grin at the idea of using Dick’s newfound weakness against him more often. “AhAOHAoAHOAHAFFUUuUCCkKKOOoOoOFFF!! SSTTOOOopPPAOAHOATTIIicCkKkLLIINnNgghhahaAMMMEEeEEeE!” “You wanted to train today…but you never know, there may be an evil tickle monster out there we have to fight one day” Aqualad proposed as if to rationalize starting the tickle fight. 

“AhOAHahOAYyYYEeeEAahHRRIIIGGGhhTTT!!” Dick dismissed as he swung his legs up to wrap around Garth’s head but he dodged the attack. “The good thing about sparring with you is that I’m used to being on the defense” Garth added before targeting the area between Robin’s pits and chest, using only two fingers on each side to really drill in. “AAAAAAAAHOHAOAHOHAOHAOHAOAHNNNONOONoAHOAHoHAOAHaOHAA GGGEEETToOoUoUUtTTOoFFFTTHhHEERreEEE!!” Dick demanded with a horrified smile he couldn’t control. “Jackpot!” Aqualad announced as he continued focusing on the explosive spot, forcing out wild, uncharacteristically delirious laughter.

Garth was so caught up in tormenting his teammate that he’d lost focus on actually keeping him pinned down, soon allowing Dick to slip his hand from under his knee after nearly five minutes of non-stop tickling. “Oh shithaoaHaohaOHA” bubbled out of Aqualad as Dick’s eager hand launched onto his stomach, distracting Garth enough to give Robin a way out. Never one to be without a plan, Grayson grabbed his staff and attacked Garth to regain his upper hand. Before he could figure out what was happening, Aqualad was back trying to fight Robin off like they were sparring again, dodging and blocking what he could until his arms were behind his back draped over the staff with Dick’s legs wrapped around both forearms to keep them in place. “Dammit!” Garth groaned as he tried to move around or combat Dick but the metal staff kept his arms virtually useless and his upper body totally exposed. 

“You'd be surprised how many things you can do with a bow staff” Dick added just to get at Garth more before attacking the entire torso. “AAAHOAHoAOhoAHOASsshHhIiIiiTTttTT!! AHoAHAOhOHAhOAHaAOHGgEETTOOOOoFFFFAHoAHAOAHAHOAHAoaaMMMEEeeEE!!” Garth shouted with ticklish frustration while Robin went to town on his sculpted body. The boy wonder was ruthless in his technique, starting at the sides of his stomach with powerful squeezes until he reached the ribs where he dug into them with wide fingers, eventually reaching the sides of his pecs where a few stiff fingers made Garth squeal like a little girl.

“HAaDdDiiiDddBbBAATTmMmAAnNNA TTEEAaCCHHHYYoOOuUAOHAOHAHATTHhIiIiISSssS?!?” “Wouldn’t you like to know” Robin answered with a smug grin as he returned to the tight obliques and tazered into them to get Garth bucking on the floor. Despite being taken over by the electric sensations, the fellow Titan didn’t plan on submitting to Dick in a tickle fight that he started, soon concentrating enough to reach one hand onto Robin’s knee and squeeze as hard as he could. “AAhoAHAO fishy and sneaky…” Dick added upon realizing what’d happened. “I think you’re more ticklish than me” Garth proposed with a cocky tone after landing the surprise attack. “You really wanna test that?” Dick challenged before diving into the unsuspecting armpits kept open by the elaborate hold. 

“AhoAHoAHAOAOYYyYoOOUUuUSSSUUUUCCkK! NNNoOOTtThHHEEAaoaHOpPPIIiTTSsSSSHoAHOAHOAHAOH!!” Garth’s entire body rocked back and forth and his luscious hair flew around with every frustrated jerk while Robin devoured his incredibly ticklish underarms. Dick was usually the last of the Titans to tickle somebody and hadn’t been tickled himself in years but he had to admit he enjoyed the change of pace from sparring, like a tension had been lifted if only temporarily. “Just submit and we can stop” Robin suggested as his tireless fingers wiggled into both helpless armpits. “YYyOOoUoUOAUOhOAHAWWiiiISSSHhhAOHOHAOHAAA” Aqualad refused with too much pride to let Robin beat him. However, their unusual training session was derailed when one of the other Titans walked through the door.

“Umm, guys…what the hell are you doing?” Hank aka Hawk asked with a confused, humored look. “I was just showing Garth a new technique for taking down an opponent” Dick quickly explained as he let Aqualad go. “Really? That’s not what it looked like to me…it looked like you were tickling the shit out of him” Hank answered, taken back that the most serious member of the team would be interested in tickling. “What? No, that’s ridiculous; it’s a nerve point tactic” Robin continued as Hank moved closer with an apprehensive look. “We’ll show you” Garth added with his usual friendly smirk and a wink to Dick before the blonde Titan suddenly put Hank in a full-nelson hold so his upper body was vulnerable. “What the fuck?! You should know double teaming me means me kicking your ass twice as hard” the macho hero assured with an arrogant confidence. “Tough guys can’t be ticklish, right?” Dick asked as he approached Hank. “I fucking knew it! Don’t fucking tickle meEeeohaoAhoHAAOhAHOAAHoHAOAHOAHFFFUUUCCkKKK!” Hawk protested as he tried to kick Robin or shake Garth but the tickling hindered his strength and concentration, leaving him defenseless to the rapid fingers attacking his ribs.

“YYyoooUumMMOOOTTHERRrrFFuUuCCkKerRRSss!! LLLeEEHEEETTmMmEEeEGgGGOoOOO!!” Hank shouted as he tried to jerk free of the hold but couldn’t, making Garth laugh at how obviously ticklish he was and how hard he was trying to avoid it. “I told you it was a good technique” Dick teased with a cheeky smile. “AhAOAHOAHFFFUUUUcCKKKkYYYooOOUuUgGGUuUyyYSSS!! AHoaHATTHHHIiiSSSIIIISSshOAHAOHAOAFFFUuCCkKIINnGGsSSTTUuUppPiiiDDD!!” Hank fired back as if Dick wasn’t right. “Try his armpits” Garth suggested. “AHOAHaohAOHANNNOooOO!” “Good idea” Robin agreed as he eyed the wide-open underarms on either side of Hank’s hilarious face, digging into the base of both pits barely protected by his t-shirt. “AAAHoAHAOHAOAHAOHAAOHOA SSSTTOopPPPTTHHHIIISSSHHhIIIITT!! AHoAHOAHNnNoOoOWWW!!” Hawk demanded as the new attack dominated his jock body, shooting his laughter higher than before. “AHoAHAOHAhoAHIiIMMmGgGGooNNAAHoAHAOHA KkIIlLLYyYOOoUGGUuYyyYSSHAOHAOHA!!” Hank threatened before he surprised both heroes by using his legs to propel him backwards and take Garth down with him.

“Damn, Hank…lay off the burgers” Aqualad teased. “You asked for it!” Hawk assured as he clenched his fist and started toward Dick but Garth swept his legs from underneath him. “…is it gang up on Hank day or something?!” “It sure is looking like it” Garth replied before securing one of the jeaned-legs in a lock between his thighs. “Motherfucker! Get off me!!” Hank demanded just before Robin mimicked the move, securing his other ankle in a headlock while Hawk was still on his stomach. “You gotta be fucking kidding me! Leave my boots alone, assholes!” Hank yelled with mounting anger but it didn’t stop his teammates from discarding his boots and unleashing on his big socked feet.

“AAhAOHoaHAFFFuHuUCCKKkiInNNGGHOAHAOHASSTTOOOAOhoAOPPP!! AHOAHAOHAOHoHOHOHAoOoHOHMMmyYyGGOOOODddDD!!” exploded from the tough guy of the team with a roar of full-bodied laughter. Dick focused his attention on the undersides of his toes, wiggling and scratching through the cotton coverage as vigorously as he could while Garth raked along the length of the other writhing foot for a full-coverage approach. “AAAhaohOhAAGggGEETOOoFFFMMMYYY AAHAOHAohaAaFFEEeEETTT!!” Hank demanded like he would actually throw one of them through the wall. “Take off your socks?” Garth questioned as if that’s what had been said. “AHoHAOAHOHAFFFUUuUCckKKKTTHhhaAATTT!!”

Robin fed off Garth’s devious energy and ripped the sock from Hank’s foot, revealing a smooth, rosy sole and long wiggly toes perfect for tickling. “I’m gonna KILL you guys!!” Hank threatened during the momentary break, feeling the air rush along his naked feet. “Guess you better start looking for replacement Titans then” Dick replied, more smart-ass than usual, before he and Garth returned to explore the handsome feet. “AhOAHAOhAOAHASSTToOOHOHOOPPP!! AHOHOAHHHoOOOllLyyYSSSHHIIIiITTT! AhoAHAOHAOhAOhaOHAOHAnNNOOnNnoOOonOOO IIIMMMSsEerRRiIiOOUuUSssSS!!” Hank raged like an angry bull on the sparring floor while his fellow heroes got the better of him, reminding him how much he hated being tickled. 

The last time he actually tickled anyone was his little brother when they were younger but it’d been even longer since anybody attempted to tickle the alpha athlete. Garth held back the strong toes and raked across the thick balls with steady back and forth motions while Dick opted for a less calculated approach this time, scribbling all over the velvety foot, still warm from the boots. “AAAAAAAAAAHAOAHOAFFFUUuUCCKKKIIINNnGGHOAHAOHAOAHSSTToOOHhhApPPP!! MmMOoOTTThhEERRFfuUUcCKKEKEERRR!!!” “Do you submit?” Garth asked with a devilish smile. “AHAOAHohAOHAohaFFUUuCCkKkYyyyooOuuUUU FFIiISSHHHbbBBoOyYYy!!” “Haha I think he wants more” Robin added at the response before targeting the tan toes, scratching along the soft undersides while Garth started stroking up and down the low, creamy arch.

Hank’s laughter almost shook the training room’s walls as he endured the tickle torture and tried to get his teammates off, bucking and floundering at the maddening sensations. “EENNNNOooUUUuGGGAHoAHAA!! FFFuUUuCCKKKiinNNNGGHOAHAOHSSTTOOoAOAOHPPP!!” Hawk shouted after another five minutes before grabbing a nearby staff and hitting his ticklers until they let go. “Shit…watch where you swing that thing” Garth added as he rubbed his leg but Hank didn’t care, getting to his bare feet and catching his breath. “I never knew you were so ticklish, Hank” Dick added with a lingering smirk that only agitated Hawk more. 

Garth was waiting on Hank to punch Dick in the face but to his surprise he let out a small laugh instead. “Yeah…I guess I forgot” Hank replied, walking by Robin toward his boots when he suddenly grabbed Dick and put him in an impressive hold. “Hank, we were just messing around” Robin tried to assure. “Yeah, so am I. Garth, get his feet” Hawk instructed. “…I never did get at them without the socks, did I?” Aqualad realized. “No! Garth, come on! You got what you wanted; I loosened up!” “You’re right but it’s only right for Hank to get in on the fun, right?” Garth replied as he corralled both socked feet.

Hank had one of Dick’s arms between his thighs and the other trapped in an arm lock which left Robin’s entire body defenseless. Even though Garth and Dick had both tickled Hank, for some reason it was always easier to get mad at Dick which meant revenge on him was much sweeter. Aqualad wasted no time getting rid of the socks and his eyes lit up at the silky soles staring back at him, sending a wave of panic through Robin. “Garth, come on!!” Dick tried to persuade. “You wouldn’t be trying to stop me so hard if your feet weren’t EXTRA ticklish” Garth pointed out with a flashy smile as he spidered along both trapped feet between his legs, ravaging the supple soles no matter how much they squirmed. 

“AAAHoHaOhoahAOHAOaHAOOHOHNNNoOoNNNoOHAoAHOHAoAOAHAOhaaaAHOAHAOHAA HOHOAHA  NNNoOMmMOoOoRREEE!!” “Look at that! Boy Wonder’s got a weakness” Hank teased as he held him in place, forcing him to take whatever Garth could dish out. Aqualad soon realized Dick’s heels were the most reactive spot and zeroed in on them, scratching and raking across both peach heels to see how loud he could make Dick laugh. “Hey, Garth…do you remember that story Dick told us about the Riddler? The one about his special fetish…” Hank asked as Robin’s eyes grew wide. “How could I forget?” Garth answered like he was on the same page while Dick’s efforts to get loose became even more aggressive.

“NO! This isn't fucking funny! Garth, I’m serious!!” Grayson tried to convince with anxious eyes. “Yeah I know, that’s your problem; you're just too serious...” Garth replied before running his tongue up his mate’s savory sole and back down with a dedicated slurp. “AhoohOAhohFFuuuCK!” shot out of Dick at the strange sensation while Hank and Garth smiled harder than they had the whole day. “NoONNOO!!” His protests only motivated Aqualad more, his enthusiastic tongue snaking along the other foot until it was slick and shiny. “Try his toes!” Hank suggested to mess with Dick more. “Garth, NO MoReOAHohaoAHAOAhoAHooHAA” Robin couldn’t even try to contain his reaction to the forced worship; every lick and swivel of Garth’s tongue drove him a little bit crazier. The playful blonde took hold of the left foot and stuffed his mouth with the entire row of juicy toes, sucking and licking on them like melting ice cream. “AAAHH!! AAAHAhoaOaohoHAOAHOAHAFFUUHUUCCKKKK!” Dick’s body was on sensory overload and he couldn’t do anything to stop it; he instantly regretted ever telling them about the time the Riddler captured him and worshiped his feet for hours until Batman saved him, one of his more uniquely nightmarish memories from fighting crime in Gotham. 

Garth let each toe slip out of his mouth one at a time as he savored every single ticklish one, making Robin lose his shit harder than he had the whole evening. “ENOUGH!! SSTtOoOoHAoOAPP!!” “What’s wrong? He’s just cleaning off your feet” Hank taunted with sadistic pleasure in tormenting the straight-laced hero, getting a unique kick from helping Garth drive him insane. “How about these other toes?” Aqualad suggested before holding the right foot steady and running his tongue back and forth along the plump row, even wiggling between each of them out of order just to keep Dick guessing. “AOAoAHOAOAohaHOAAOHAOA IIiiCCAAnNTTTTTTAakkKeeEIiIIiTTHOAHaohOhOAHOAHAOH!!!” “Are you tapping out?” Hank questioned. “AhoAHaOAYYyEESS!! JjJuUSSTttSSToOoOOOpPP!!” Robin submitted in ticklish desperation. “Hell yeah! Garth, he tapped” Hank announced while still holding Dick. “It's about time” Garth replied with one last lick down both divine soles.

The moment they let him go, Dick sprang to his feet and grabbed his shoes and socks. “That crossed the fucking line; I told you how much I hated that!” Robin explained with a rattled look. “Sorry, man…we were just goofing around. You tickled us” Garth replied with a grin. “Yeah but I didn’t do...that” he answered like he didn’t want to even say what’d happened. “What’s wrong with a little foot action?” Hank teased with a wiggle of his tongue. “Whatever, I’m taking a shower…and I’m NOT cooking tonight” Dick added as he stormed out. “So why was he really tickling you when I showed up?” Hank asked. “I started it during our sparring session; I told him he needed to loosen up, be less serious” Garth explained. “I’m not sure if he’s any less serious now but I haven’t heard him laugh like that since the Joker hit us with that laughing gas” “And we actually beat him in a sparring match” Garth added. “You’re right; I’ll have to remember this for next time…"