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Superheroes (Septiplier)

A/n Little!Jack and Little!Cry is amazing ^-^

"Jacky!" Cry called in his soft, childish as he ran to his friend, who was sitting on the floor, playing with some toys, "Let's play superheroes!"
"SHHH!!!!!" Jack shushed, making Cry jump, "No one can know about our secret identities!"
"Sorry," Cry apologized.
"It's okay, Cry, let's go get our costumes," Jack said, running to the closet and pulling out a cardboard box.

Mark, passing by the room, saw the boys getting their costumes on and chuckled. Usually, Mark would just give the boys simple little tasks when they asked if he needed anything. He would usually tell them he needed Chica to be fed or that he can't find something (After he'd hidden it in an impossibly obvious place), but today, he thought he'd okay with the boys. Mark walked to his room and pulled out a drawer on his dresser, smirking as he pulled out the pink, stick-on moustache. This should be fun.

"Are you ready, Super Jack?" Cry asked, wearing his blue blankie as a cape and a blue mask he got from a Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles play set.
"Lets go, Mighty Cry!" Jack said, he was wearing the same as Cry, but his cape and mask were green. Mark had specially ordered a green TMNT mask just for him, "Wait! I can't find Sam!"
"We'll look for him later, let's go play," Cry said impatiently.
"Fine..."

And with that, the boys took off down the hallway, searching for any evil-do-ers they need to fight. After a while, they came across Mark, sitting on his bed, wearing his full Warfstache costume.

"Daddy?" Jack asked as he peeked into the room, confused.
"I'm not your daddy..." Mark said with a chuckle, "I... am Wilford Warfstache!" Mark said dramatically in the goofy voice he made for the character, which made the littles giggle.
"Super Jack, Mighty Cry, I've been waiting for you, are you looking for this?" Mark asked, holding up Jack's Sam plushie.
"Sam!" Jack said, "give him back, and monster!"
"Come and get him!" Mark said, holding it up in the air. Jack ran over to him, trying to reach the toy and grunting.
"No fair!" He complained.
"All's fair in love and SQUEE!!!!!!" Mark let out a loud squeal as Cry poked his side.
"I think I know how to take down Warfstache!" Jack announced, pulling Mark down onto the ground, Cry, seeing where this was going, pinned Mark's hands over his head.
"W-wait, Jack, don't!" Mark said, squirming.
"Give me back Sam!" Jack said, attacking Mark's sides, which got another squeal.
"Jahahack!" Mark giggled, dropping character.
"That's Super Jack to you, evil-do-er!" Jack said, moving to scratch at his underarms. Mark howled with laughter already, and he was unable to do anything about it as Cry tightly held his arms.
"Ihihi'll gihihive yohohou Sahaham!!!!!!!" Mark shrieked.
"Too late, I need to teach you a lesson for stealing my friend!" The Irish little said, tracing shapes into the tummy of the pretend super villain.
"Ihihi'm sohohorry," The older said through giggles.

The younger simply ignored his daddy's apologies, finding this way too fun to give up. Don't get it wrong, he loves his daddy to death, but for once, he was in control. Who wouldn't take advantage of that? Certainly not Jack. The small boy dug his fingers into Mark's tummy, leaning his head down and blowing a raspberry right into his belly button, and the reaction was perfect.

Mark thrashed and squirmed and kicked and screamed, and boy did he ever laugh. Jack was sure the neighbors heard them as Mark screamed in reaction to the rapid attack of raspberries all over his helpless, exposed stomach and ribs. Jack knew his daddy's limits, so he stopped once Mark's squirming grew weak and his laughter grew quiet.

"Daddy, are you okay?" Jack asked, concerned for his caregiver.
"Y-you better go hide,"