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Proof of Dasha's Amazing Hugs

Author’s note: CHANCE MY LOVE! Of course I had to make another fic with him, this time with his fellow office objects! This idea kept coming to me since Dasha canonically has “incredible hugs,” so it was a fic just waiting to happen. This was intended to be shorter and then I got carried away, per usual 😭 lol. I hope you enjoy!

Series: Date Everything

Characters: Chance, Dasha, Penelope, Mac, and Jerry

Word count: 4,639

Summary: Dasha, Mac, and Penelope want to help Chance take a break, so Dasha plans to give him one of her incredible hugs! However, a new idea to cheer him up comes to Dasha’s mind when Chance has a surprisingly giggly reaction to her first hug.

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When the house is filled with so many eccentric personalities, it's hard to ever have a dull moment around. Even in the office, a room usually notorious for inviting in boredom, the office objects that reside there are anything but boring. They know how to make their own fun, in all sorts of creative ways.

Penelope stands on a step ladder with a stack of papers in her arms. She hovers the bundle of pages above Dasha, who’s currently balancing a tall tower of paper on her head like a mountain of dishes. The papers are already piled so high that even with Penelope standing on the step ladder, the stack is up to her chest.

Penelope carefully places her collection of papers on top of the tower. She pulls her hands back, making sure the pillar of pages doesn’t fall. It wobbles a little, but stays steady. 

“That’s twenty reams of paper, Dasha! Are you sure you can handle another one?” Penelope looks down at her friend, “I don’t want you to drop all these papers… or drop me, technically speaking. I am not a fan of cleaning up fallen papers…”

“Do not worry, Penelope! I can handle this!” Dasha says, keeping herself completely still like a tree.

Mac interjects from the bottom of Penelope’s step ladder, also holding a prepared bundle of papers in their lap, “It’s true. Every time Dasha has done this, there’s been a ninety-five percent success rate.” 

“Yes, I have made few mistakes in the past, but I am balancing expert now!” Dasha assures.

“Okay, if you say so,” Penelope leans down and takes the stack of papers that Mac passes to her.

“This is the last one!” Mac exclaims.

“Okay, here we go.” Penelope wearily, but extra carefully places the final stack on top of the tower. She slowly moves her hands away, then she observes it from a safe distance. The tower stays perfectly in place. Penelope smiles. “It’s on!” she says.

Penelope hops down from the step ladder to join Mac. Both of them carefully move around Dasha so they can be in front of her. Now, Dasha’s audience is in position and ready to view her feat of strength and exceptional balance. 

However one of their audience members, though present, is perched under the bulletin board near the office door and is absorbed in his own world. Chance sits quietly to himself in the corner, a pencil in his hand, with fanned out pages of notes and character sheets surrounding him.

He’s completely unaware of the scene currently happening around him.

“Haha! See? Now watch this!” Dasha exclaims to Mac and Penelope. She throws her arms out, then begins balancing on one leg.

With a swish of their hand, Mac quickly makes their keyboard appear in thin air. A screen with a digital clock appears over their shoulder. “Okay, thirty seconds start now!” Mac clicks the enter key and starts the timer.

Immediately, Penelope and Mac are hooked. Their attention never leaves Dasha as they silently cheer her on with their looks of awe. Only the occasional gasp makes its presence if there’s a slight wobble in Dasha’s balance. Both of their eyes become even wider as the countdown reaches closer to its final seconds.

Chance, on the other hand, only continues staring at his papers, deep in thought.

Mac shifts from watching Dasha to the timer, then back to Dasha, “Three…two…one…!”

The timer beeps. 

“Yeah!” Penelope and Mac shout out and pump their fists in celebration. Mac stops the timer, then both Mac and Penelope clap for Dasha.

“Thank you, thank you,” Dasha smiles. Dasha lifts the towering stack of papers from her head as easy as it would be to remove a hat. She gently places the giant pillar on the desk—without anything falling. She bows.

“That’s a new record, Dasha!” Mac exclaims. “Twenty-one reams of paper, about ten thousand five hundred pages, and not a single one out of place. You’re getting better at this.”

“That was amazing, Dasha!” Penelope beams. “You had me worried for a second there, but you did it!” 

Penelope turns her attention towards the bulletin board to share her giddy excitement to their friend sitting under it. “Chance! Did you see that?”

Chance doesn’t respond. He taps his chin with his pencil. His focus is still glued to the pages beneath him, his gaze stuck and unmoving.

“Chance?” Penelope repeats. Dasha takes a step closer to the group as all three of them now look towards the lone D20.

“I do not think he saw it,” Dasha rests her hands on her hips.

“Is… Is he okay?” Penelope asks. “He’s been down there for a while.”

“He’s fine,” Mac replies, “I’ve seen the human interface with their computer for longer periods of time on a daily basis. Chance is doing something similar, but with notes and paper.” Mac pauses. “Though, it is unlike him to not respond when we call his name…” Mac’s voice grows increasingly more concerned. 

Dasha sighs. “Yes, he worries me sometimes. The smile that is usually on his face is replaced with heavy strain. The brain is a muscle that needs to be given rest too. He needs a break.”

Hearing her own words, Dasha suddenly blinks with an idea. It’s her duty to keep most of the office lifted on her shoulders, and to her, that includes lifting their spirits!

Dasha’s whole demeanor brightens. “And I know just the thing! I can give him one of my famous hugs! Not only will it cheer him up, but it will also allow Dasha to show off another one of her many feats of strength!"  

“Your hugs are very nice,” Penelope smiles.

“I second this,” Mac agrees. They’re both aware of the expertise Dasha has in her amazing hugs. 

“Ah, thank you both. Then it is settled! Now, all we need is for Chance to participate.” Dasha turns to the D20, who is still silently focused on the floor. 

“Chance! Hey Chance!” Dasha calls for him.

Still no answer from him. It’s like he’s wearing headphones with loud music playing in them, lost within the chamber of his own mind.

“Oh gosh. Maybe he’s worse than we thought,” Penelope says.

Dasha drops her shoulders and walks over to Chance. Penelope and Mac follow.

When she reaches his spot, Dasha kneels down next to him, gently placing a hand on his shoulder. “Chance-”

The D20 jumps. “Whoa! Oh! Hey, Dasha!” he puts on a tired smile. He pushes up his glasses and rubs his eyes. “Hey you two,” he finally greets Mac and Penelope. “What’s going on?” 

Chance glances behind his friends, noticing the tall stack of papers on top of the desk. His heart sinks. “Oh no. Did I miss your balancing act? I’m sorry, Dasha. I got caught up.” Chance’s head falls.

Dasha gives him a soft smile so he doesn’t fret. She pats his shoulder. “It is okay, Chance. We can always do that again. Actually, we've come over here with a quest in mind!”

“Oh?” Chance answers with a little chuckle. “What’s the quest?”

Dasha smiles at Mac and Penelope, then back to Chance. “To give you and your overworking brain a break!” she wraps her arm around Chance’s shoulder and gives him a little shake.

“What?” Chance blinks.

Mac answers, “We saw you working hard over here. So much so that when we called your name a few times, you didn’t hear us.”

“Yeah, you seemed a little stressed, honestly,” Penelope says.

“Ah, sorry for worrying all of you,” Chance glances away for a moment with a shred of embarrassment. “I won’t go too into detail, but basically one of the mechanics I created for this new campaign isn’t going as planned, so now I have to redo and backtrack on some things to fix it. I guess that’s why I looked a little intense.”

“All the more reason then to take a break!” Dasha exclaims with a cheeriness in her voice she wants to share. “Come, Chance! One of Dasha’s famous hugs will rejuvenate you and put a smile back on your face!”

Chance lets out another chuckle at Dasha’s infectious energy. “That’s very kind of you to offer Dasha, but I’m okay. Really.”

“Chance, you are not going to say ‘no’ to one of Dasha’s famous hugs, yes?” she nudges him with her elbow, persuading him with her smile. She knows that he, as well as everyone else, loves her hugs. They’re hard to just pass up.

“Heh. Well, I guess not,” he finally agrees.

“Ah! Smart man!” Dasha grabs Chance’s wrist and whisks him to his feet. She stands in front of the desk and pulls him with her; Chance stumbles from the sheer speed of Dasha’s movements, but he regains his footing. 

Dasha spins him around so his back is facing her. She places her hands on his shoulders. “And now, Dasha will show off the power of her muscles while also giving Chance a BIG hug to fill him with pure happiness!” Dasha announces. Chance giggles at her display.

Dasha leans to the side to see his face. “Are you ready, Chance?” 

“Ready!” he tries to match her energy.

“Then up we go!” Dasha wraps her arms under his and quickly scoops Chance up in her arms. She hoists him off his feet and into the air. As soon as she does, Chance flinches sharply and sputters out a yelp; it didn’t sound like he was in pain, but it was definitely an unexpected noise. Dasha immediately puts him down and releases him from her hug.

“Chance! I am so sorry! Did I hurt you? Sometimes I do not know my own strength,” Dasha becomes exceptionally worried.

“No, no! I’m okay! It didn’t hurt, Dasha!” he quickly reassures her. He rubs the back of his neck, “It just, uh, well…hehe…” the rest of his sentence dissolves into soft giggles. 

Mac grins, taking notice of Chance’s response. “I think the word Chance is looking for in his data processing system is ‘tickled.’ You tickled him Dasha.” 

Chance freezes.

“Wait, really? How could you tell?” Penelope asks.

“I based it on his reaction. He was smiling when he flinched, and his yelp had a hint of a giggle in it. That, plus him stumbling over his words in his explanation. There was a high probability that being ticklish was the cause of it.” Mac turns to Chance with an innocent smile. “Am I right, Chance?”

Penelope and Dasha stare at Chance, curiously awaiting an answer.

Chance’s cheeks flush red. It’s hard for him to answer without more giggles sticking to his words, “Heh heh. Uh, yeah. That’s right. Dasha tickled me when she picked me up. Nothing gets past you Mac, huh?”

Dasha puts a hand on her chest as relief washes over her. “Oooh, so I tickled you! Well that makes me feel much better! I am so glad I didn’t hurt you, Chance.” From her caring expression, a smirk begins to sneak its way onto her face. “Buuut, now that I know I have tickled you, it looks like we have found an even better way to cheer you up!” Dasha snatches Chance in her arms mid-sentence, lifting him and this time pinning the D20’s arms to his sides. Chance’s giggles already run rampant just by Dasha holding him up in the air. 

“Dasha! Wai–AHahahait!” his giggles leap when he feels wiggling fingers press into his sides. He fights the urge to squirm at first since Dasha’s hold is the only thing keeping him off the ground, but that only lasts half a second as his own ticklish takes over his limbs and his legs kick out in the air.

“Aha! There is that bright Chance smile I was looking for!” Dasha shouts over the D20’s laughter. “You’ve been hiding how ticklish you were from us, eh? You must have rolled well on deception.”

“Nohoho! I- hehehehe!” Chance squeaks, “I wahahasn’t hiding it ohohohon purpose!”

Dasha chuckles. “I know. I am just joking with you, Chance. I am very glad to know you are ticklish because I love giving out tickle hugs!” Dasha tightens her hug with a squeeze, adding a bit more pressure to her tickles. Chance squeals, his smile beaming.

“Aww!” Penelope smiles fondly from the sidelines. “Wow, Chance is super ticklish. I’m really surprised we didn’t know about this sooner.”

“Same here. I will be saving this knowledge to my memory in case we ever need it for future use,” Mac mentions. 

Chance’s laughter bounces off the walls of the office. He shimmies from side to side in Dasha's hug, trying to curl his flushed face into his shoulder. Dasha scribbles her fingers a little higher up to his ribs and Chance lurches forward on reflex, forgetting for a moment he’s hoisted up from the ground. His tummy swoops like going down the slope of a rollercoaster ride, or like a die rolling off the edge of a desk. Chance flutters his legs like he was running in the air.

“Hohohoholy Crit! Dahahasha! DASHA!” Chance quickly calls her name through his squeals and giggles. “I’m gohohohoing to fahahahall!”

“Do not worry, Chance! I will not let you fall! My muscles are strong enough to hold you, even through all your wiggling! It is proof of Dasha’s strength!” Dasha declares.

“Yehehehes! It’s vehehehery impressive! But cahahan you plehehease put me dohohohown?” Chance asks politely, despite having a mouthful of tickle-induced giggles.

“Heh, okay, okay. I shall put you down, Chance.” Dasha does as she says and gently places Chance’s feet back on the ground, “But I will not stop tickling you!” Dasha swiftly tightens one arm around him and uses her free hand to go right back to tickling him. Chance clamps his arms down with a laughter-filled yelp and the joyful sound returns to the room. “You are smiling and laughing, yes, but we need to hear more to know you are truly yourself again!” Dasha teases.

Chance leans to the side and tries to curl himself up, but Dasha’s one-armed hug holds him firmly in place as she scribbles across his ribs and side. He holds on to Dasha’s arm wrapped around him for support, while his other hand reaches out towards his friends on the sidelines. 

“Mahahahac! Penehehehelope! Hehehelp mehehehe!” he playfully calls for their assistance. He slams his outstretched hand back to his side when Dasha worms her tickling pair of fingers into his underarm.

Penelope glances to the side for a moment. “Oh gosh, I don’t know… Dasha could probably, easily, with no challenge at all, tickle me and you at the same time, sooo I think I’m good with just standing here and watching,” she ends her sentence with a smile. 

Mac responds, “Yes, and after scanning through my databases of ‘fluffy’ fanfic, nine out of ten times it appears that the tables can be turned against those who jump into a tickle fight, so I will also stay a viewer rather than a participant. Plus, it’s very entertaining to hear you laugh, Chance. Especially after we were all so worried about you.”

“Oh, yes! I second that!” Penelope adds. 

Another flustered hint of red spreads across Chance’s cheeks. “Dohohohon’t say that! Yohohou’re making mehehe blush!” he scolds them lightheartedly and cups his face in his hands.

“That means you're stuck with me and my wiggling fingers, Chance!” Dasha punctuates her sentence by digging into Chance’s side (dangerously close to his tummy), intentionally taking him by surprise so she can uncover his adorable face. Chance’s hands shoot down to his torso and he jolts backwards into Dasha, making a sound almost akin to a honk through his laughter. He nuzzles his face into his shoulder, attempting to bury the blazing red blush in his face as he melts into sweet giggles.

“Hehehehe! Dahahashahaha!”

Amongst the liveliness, another familiar face pops in by Mac and Penelope. Jerry seemingly appears out of nowhere and he steps next to them, carrying a nervous, but concerned energy. He briefly glances at and hears Chance and Dasha, but he hasn’t fully taken in the sight yet.

“H-hey, is everything alright? I heard screaming and cackling and–” Jerry turns his head and finally processes the view that Mac and Penelope are so invested in. Jerry side-steps next to Mac, becoming another member of the crowd. He points at the personifications of the desk and the D20, more confused than anything. “Um… Why is Dasha tickling Chance?”

Penelope chuckles before she explains. “We saw that Chance was stressed earlier, so we wanted to give him a break. Dasha was just going to give him one of her hugs, but then Dasha found out he was ticklish and, well, one thing led to another.”

“Yep, but the tickling has been effective so far,” Mac says. “He’s been smiling and laughing this whole time, stress-free.”

“Ooh hoho, that makes sense,” Jerry’s worry eases into a smile. Chance hears Jerry’s voice and attempts to gather his giggles in order to call for his assistance, but just as Chance is about to speak, Jerry instead hops in and casually asks, “Did you try his belly yet?”

“JERRY!” Chance nearly screams through his laughter like he’s scolding Jerry as soon as the suggestion is made. Chance’s arms wrap around his stomach in reflex and his giggles only seem to increase, even though Dasha hasn’t changed her tactics.

Penelope, Mac, and Dasha all look at Jerry with amused astonishment on their faces.

Noticing all the attention on him, Jerry shrugs. “What? A lot of people are usually ticklish on their stomach. I know I am, and that’s how I cheer up Lulu all the time.”

Penelope tilts her head at Jerry. “I’m sorry, who’s Lulu?”

“Oh! Lulu is the human’s plastic toy tiger they keep in my drawer. Lulu loves her tummy tickles. They always work like a charm,” Jerry beams.

Mac snickers. “Judging by Chance’s reaction, I’m sure it’ll work like a charm on him too.”

Dasha pauses her tickling to give Chance a breather, and to make her next words sink in just a little bit more.

“Ah, I have not tried his stomach yet. That is an excellent suggestion, Jerry!” Dasha grins over Chance’s shoulder, keeping him caught in her hug. She hovers her hand over Chance’s tummy and the D20 flinches back. He breaks down into flustered giggles and clutches onto her hand, trying to keep the tickly threat away from striking distance.

“Oh noho! Dasha! Nohohot the belly! Anywhere but the belly!” Chance playfully pushes and shoves both of his hands at Dasha’s approaching one as he leans to the side as far as he can, even though Dasha could easily push through his defenses, having the clear advantage in this wrestling match.

Jerry tugs on the collar of his jacket, flattered by Dasha’s complement. “Oh, well, geeze. Thanks! Just doing my best to help!”

“That doesn’t help me–EEHEHEE!” Chance screeches when Dasha’s fingers touch down upon his stomach while he is momentarily distracted with his response to Jerry. An explosion of loud laughter erupts from Chance and he curls himself up in Dasha’s hold. He grips onto her wrist to try and tug her hand away but he’s no match for the burly desk.

Dasha scribbles at the center of Chance’s tummy, pleased to see her previously stressed friend with an expression that radiates pure joy. “Looks like Jerry is right! Your belly is most ticklish!” she states through her accent.

“Yehehehehes!!! Yehehehes IT IS!” Chance blushes profusely. His blush only grows when he snorts after his sentence. Like a chain reaction, his knees buckle and he nearly collapses right then and there to curl himself into a ball if it wasn’t for Dasha catching him from dropping like a bag of rocks.

“Dah! No you don’t!” Dasha exclaims. “I told you, there is no falling on my watch!” Dasha wraps her arms around him and pulls Chance into another big hug to lift him off the floor. A high pitched squeal emerges from Chance’s throat and he flails wildly like a baby dragon learning to fly while he’s in the air. Dasha puts him down as quickly as she had lifted him, which allows her to wrap an arm around Chance’s chest to prevent him from slipping from her grasp. If he wasn’t already blushing enough, Chance turns an even brighter shade of red, almost as red as his D20-shaped hood.

Everyone in the room can’t help but chuckle at Chance’s explosive reaction. Dasha was only adjusting him so she could get a better hold on him, but knowing how ticklish he is, merely lifting him probably tickled—or the surprise of him being lifted again caused that reaction—or a combination of both. Either way, it was an adorable sight to behold and his friends are cherishing every second of it.

“Cheese and crackers, that is one loud laugh!” Jerry exclaims. “I’ve heard Chance be plenty of monsters and bosses with loud roars before, but I’ve never heard them roar as loud as that laugh!” the junk drawer smiles from ear-to-ear. 

Dasha giggles as well, her laugh rumbling against Chance’s back. “Hehe, yes it is. Forgive me, Chance, but I can not help but laugh when I hear you laugh. It is infectious.”

“Oh! That reminds me of a quote!” Penelope clears her throat. “‘There is nothing in the world so irresistibly contagious as laughter and good humor.’ - Charles Pickens.”

“I would say Chance’s laugh fits that description,” Mac chortles.

“OHOHOHOKAY! Okahahay!!! Nohohoho more!” Chance surrenders to the flustering barrage of teases from his friends that are combined with the tickles to his tummy. He leans his head back into Dasha’s chest, ready to start sliding to the ground. “Dahahasha! I’m cheheheered up! I prohohomise!” 

“Understood. I hear you Chance,” Dahsa replies with a soft smile and begins to loosen her hug. Chance immediately curls himself towards the floor, and Dasha has to catch him gently under his arms and bring him down slowly so he doesn’t completely make a crash landing. Once Chance is safely seated on the ground, Dasha slips her hands from him. Chance wraps his arms around himself and curls his knees to his chest like he’s compacting himself into a ball, still giggly from the tickles. 

Dasha kneels down next to him; the others approach too. Chance, though recovering, continues to giggle with each breath he takes.

Genuine concern weaves its way onto Jerry’s face. “Oh geeze... Now he won’t stop giggling. I think we broke him–”

“Give him a second, Jerry,” Mac reassures him, “Chance just needs a quick reset.”

Fortunately, Chance’s giggles begin to reach their end and he catches his breath. He looks like he’s about to speak, but another giggle cuts him off. Dasha now takes a turn at growing worried.

“Are you okay, Chance? Did I take it too far?” Dasha checks up on him. 

“I’m okay,” Chance lets out the last of his giggles. He takes a refreshing breath of air, then softly looks at Dasha. “And no, you didn’t take it too far. Not at all. Honestly, you guys were right. I did need a break. Thanks for this.”

Dasha relaxes. She returns a warm smile of her own. “Anytime, Chance. Anytime.”

She offers her hand to Chance; he takes it and Dasha helps pull him back to his feet. Once Chance is standing, Dasha pats him on the back. Chance acknowledges her with a friendly smile.

Chance then glances in the direction of his other three friends. “And you three! Oh ho, you three are tricksters!” Chance points at them with a lighthearted smirk. “Especially you, Jerry!”

“Wh-what?! M-M-Me?” Jerry takes a step back and puts his hands up to defend his innocence. “I came in more than halfway! I didn’t even know what was going on!”

“You had a pretty good idea telling Dasha where I’m the most ticklish!” Chance counters, still grinning. Chance pretends as if he’s about to poke Jerry in the stomach. The junk drawer leaps back on reflex.

“It-It-It was just a lucky guess! I swear!” Jerry stutters.

Penelope steps forward, laughing. “Hey, you were the one who was just saying how we were right about you taking a break, Chance. So by not helping you, we actually were helping you!” Penelope says it as if she was still putting the pieces together. “Yeah! That makes sense!” she confirms herself.

“Logically speaking, Penelope has a point,” Mac supports the claim of the office supplies. “The best form of us helping was letting you laugh your worries away in the hands of Dasha.”

Chance huffs out a soft laugh. “Yeah, I guess you’re right,” he concedes.

Dasha walks closer to the rest of the group. She plops her arms around the shoulders of all of her friends, gathering them up with two in each arm.

“Dah! It is good to see everyone so happy and smiling again!” Dasha pulls everyone closer into a group hug. They all giggle.

“It is, isn’t it?” Chance soaks in the moment along with the rest of his friends. After the moment passes, his lips begin to curl into a subtle smirk.

“So wouldn’t it be great to see everyone else’s smiles as big as they can be?” his eyes grin at everyone like a goblin who’s found gold.

Penelope’s eyes widen; she has a sinking feeling behind the look on his face. “Chance? What are you implying?”

Dasha slides her arms off of everyone to get a better view of Chance. The D20’s mischievous energy continues to expand.

“Oh, I think you know exactly what I’m implying,” he wiggles his fingers at them. Mac, being the closest to Chance, rolls back in their wheelchair to join the side with Jerry and Penelope. All three of them are on edge; Jerry looks absolutely petrified.

“Oh cheese and crackers! It’s the wiggly hands of death!” Jerry panics.

Chance, still staring down his three friends, calls out to the desk. “What do you say, Dasha?” he glances her way. “Up for round two?”

Dasha grins. She claps her fist to the palm of her hand. “Dasha is always ready for round two!”

“B-But Chance!” Penelope argues, “What about your campaign! Your notes! Your character sheets! Don’t you want to get back to that?”

“I will eventually, but it’s like you all said: I need a break. And I’m having fun doing just that,” Chance exaggerates the smug tone in his words. 

Dasha breaks out into a fit of laughter. “Ha hahahaha! Excellent, Chance!” she praises him for finally letting loose and wreaking havoc. 

Jerry, Mac, and Penelope all back up in unison.

“M-Maybe we can do something else instead!” Jerry attempts to compromise. “I have half a deck of cards in my drawer we can play with!” Jerry sees the tower of papers on the desk behind Chance. “Oh! Oh! You were all stacking papers earlier, right? Well I have a few more pages in my drawer you can use! So instead of–” Jerry stops and loudly whispers to the computer, “Mac, how many papers did you all stack?”

“Ten thousand five hundred pages,” Mac answers, their gaze still locked onto Chance.

“It can now be ten thousand five hundred AND FIVE pages!” Jerry finishes.

Mac responds, a shred of fear lining their voice, “I think he’s made up his mind, Jerry. We all know what that means, right?”

“Oh cheese and crackers…” Jerry winces.

“Scatter!” Penelope shouts.

The three take off, and Chance and Dasha charge after them. Soon, the room is bustling with a symphony of laughter again. With this lively group of friends around, the term ‘boring’ for describing the office never lasts for long.

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Late announcement, but reminder that the Chance fic comes out tomorrow!!! 👀

(More specifically in the morning / in like 12 hours because I know it’s already tomorrow for more than half of the world lol. I’m so excited to share this one. I love how it came out 💕)

The new Date Everything Chance fic is ALMOST DONE. I know I said that I wanted to finish it before September, and even though I'll technically be finished with it either today or tomorrow, if I post it tomorrow it might clash we me opening Tickletober requests. So, we're just going to switch the order around a little bit!

Tickletober requests will open TOMORROW!!! (I'll be posting an announcement tomorrow morning!)

And the new Chance fic will be released Tuesday, September 2nd!

(P.S: The Chance fic is over 4,000 words oopsie. Going into it, I thought it was only going to be 1k but nope here we are lol)

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commission for my bestest besite in the whole wide world @tickletr-ash !!

i am dabbling in the bbu fandom a bit bc my bestie showed my how honking amazing this game is HELLOHFDKJ

i love the songs and just. barnaby. i love him chat.

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One last request for tickletober, Day 31 “aftercare” with mateo! Thank you :3

Mateoooo!!! That's a perfect prompt for him! I've added it to the list! Thank you again!

Tickletober 2025 Requests are now open!

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Hiii for tickletober I’ll request day 28 “tickle monster” for Volt and or Eddie, Or skips shadley! (Date Everything ofc) please and thank you ^^

Of course!!! I got you! I still need to decide if I want to do Eddie & Volt or Skips for that day (because I love them both lol), but the request is now added to the list! I'll tag you when I post the fic! Thank you!

Tickletober 2025 Requests are now open!

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Tickletober 2025 Requests are Open!!!

It’s that time of year again, and my Tickletober requests are officially open! These requests will be for my Sundrop fics (my shorter 500 - 1,000 word fics), though I have a history of sometimes making them longer Lol. All of the fics will be released during the month of October!

I’ll be using three different prompt lists this year: August’s tickletober list, my list with Gladys (G&S Tickletober), and Nym’s Tickleween list! You can choose one, two, or all the prompts on a given day to mix and match!

To request, please check out my rules of request page (linked here) to see what fandoms I’ll write for! Secondly, please send me two or three characters or pairings with the Tickletober day of your choosing through my ask box! (When writing the fics, I may potentially add more characters to the story myself, but for the purposes of requests, please send only up to three!) If you have an idea for a scenario, send that in too! (It helps!) 

Please keep requests limited to 3 per person, so the days can be shared with everyone else! Once I receive the ask, I'll most likely answer it to confirm that I received it, or I'll keep the request in my ask box and answer it when I post the fic either the day of, or a few days before with a sneak peek!

Requests will close September 21st at 8 PM PST! I will update this list over the course of September to show which ones have been marked as “TAKEN.” Then, once requests close, I’ll make another list to announce the lineup of Tickletober fics that were requested!

If there are any questions about anything, please feel free to send me an ask!

I can’t wait to see your requests! I patiently await and “shiver with Antici…pation!” (Rocky Horror Picture show reference lol).

(P.S: Date Everything is ABSOLUTELY a fandom that can be requested as I am still in love with the game. I’ve already added it to my rules of requests, but since it’s the newest fandom I’m in, I decided to give it a special mention).

Here are this year's prompts:

Lists used: August’s Tickletober List / Gladys and Sunstone’s Tickletober / Nym’s Tickleween

~ 1. Anticipation / Boo! or Jump Scare / First Frost — TAKEN

~ 2. Tense / Decorating / Bonfire — OPEN

~ 3. “Don’t Laugh!” / Hide & Seek / Thunderstorm — OPEN

~ 4. Dare / Suspense or Antici…pation / Cozy — OPEN

~ 5. Sneak / “I’m not ticklish” / Baking — OPEN

~ 6. Wrestle / Harvest Moon Festival / Full Moon — OPEN

~ 7. Monster / Shadows / Fall Leaves — OPEN

~ 8. Possessed / Prank or Playing tricks / Hay Ride — OPEN

~ 9. Screech / Candy or Baking Treats / Owl — OPEN

~ 10. Wings / Potion / Black and Orange — OPEN

~ 11. Picky / Magic or “I put a spell on you.” / Superstition — OPEN

~ 12. Harvest / Spidering / Black Cat — TAKEN (By me lol)

~ 13. Carve / Ghost / Fog or Mist — OPEN

~ 14. Fright / Mirrors / Candy Corn — OPEN

~ 15. Trick-or-Treat / Experiment or Mad Scientist / Jumpscare — OPEN

~ 16. Claws / “Fun House” or Friends on the other side / Batty — OPEN

~ 17. Fall / Non-Human part / Scary Movie — OPEN

~ 18. Curse / “They’re coming to get you~” / Demon — OPEN

~ 19. Mischief / Chase / In the shadows — OPEN

~ 20. Retaliation / Movie Night / Vampire — OPEN

~ 21. New Discovery / Gremlin / Disturbing — OPEN

~ 22. Lie / Campfire story or story time / Costumes or Roleplay — OPEN

~ 23. Enchanted / Scream King or Queen / Nightmare — OPEN

~ 24. Flinch / Pumpkin Carving / Witch’s Brew — OPEN

~ 25. Trap / “Say my name three times.” — OPEN

~ 26. Truth / Mystery / Cemetery — OPEN

~ 27. Ghost / Feast (of laughter) / Shapshifter — OPEN

~ 28. Drawn On / (Tickle) Monster / Haunted House — TAKEN

~ 29. Spell / Game Night / Skeleton — TAKEN (by me)

~ 30. Melt / Costume Party / Jack-o-lantern — OPEN

~ 31. Aftercare / Halloween / Trick-or-Treat — TAKEN

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Tickletober 2025 Requests are Open!!!

It’s that time of year again, and my Tickletober requests are officially open! These requests will be for my Sundrop fics (my shorter 500 - 1,000 word fics), though I have a history of sometimes making them longer Lol. All of the fics will be released during the month of October!

I’ll be using three different prompt lists this year: August’s tickletober list, my list with Gladys (G&S Tickletober), and Nym’s Tickleween list! You can choose one, two, or all the prompts on a given day to mix and match!

To request, please check out my rules of request page (linked here) to see what fandoms I’ll write for! Secondly, please send me two or three characters or pairings with the Tickletober day of your choosing through my ask box! (When writing the fics, I may potentially add more characters to the story myself, but for the purposes of requests, please send only up to three!) If you have an idea for a scenario, send that in too! (It helps!) 

Please keep requests limited to 3 per person, so the days can be shared with everyone else! Once I receive the ask, I'll most likely answer it to confirm that I received it, or I'll keep the request in my ask box and answer it when I post the fic either the day of, or a few days before with a sneak peek!

Requests will close September 21st at 8 PM PST! I will update this list over the course of September to show which ones have been marked as “TAKEN.” Then, once requests close, I’ll make another list to announce the lineup of Tickletober fics that were requested!

If there are any questions about anything, please feel free to send me an ask!

I can’t wait to see your requests! I patiently await and “shiver with Antici…pation!” (Rocky Horror Picture show reference lol).

(P.S: Date Everything is ABSOLUTELY a fandom that can be requested as I am still in love with the game. I’ve already added it to my rules of requests, but since it’s the newest fandom I’m in, I decided to give it a special mention).

Here are this year's prompts:

Lists used: August’s Tickletober List / Gladys and Sunstone’s Tickletober / Nym’s Tickleween

~ 1. Anticipation / Boo! or Jump Scare / First Frost — TAKEN

~ 2. Tense / Decorating / Bonfire — OPEN

~ 3. “Don’t Laugh!” / Hide & Seek / Thunderstorm — OPEN

~ 4. Dare / Suspense or Antici…pation / Cozy — OPEN

~ 5. Sneak / “I’m not ticklish” / Baking — OPEN

~ 6. Wrestle / Harvest Moon Festival / Full Moon — OPEN

~ 7. Monster / Shadows / Fall Leaves — OPEN

~ 8. Possessed / Prank or Playing tricks / Hay Ride — OPEN

~ 9. Screech / Candy or Baking Treats / Owl — OPEN

~ 10. Wings / Potion / Black and Orange — OPEN

~ 11. Picky / Magic or “I put a spell on you.” / Superstition — OPEN

~ 12. Harvest / Spidering / Black Cat — TAKEN (By me lol)

~ 13. Carve / Ghost / Fog or Mist — OPEN

~ 14. Fright / Mirrors / Candy Corn — OPEN

~ 15. Trick-or-Treat / Experiment or Mad Scientist / Jumpscare — OPEN

~ 16. Claws / “Fun House” or Friends on the other side / Batty — OPEN

~ 17. Fall / Non-Human part / Scary Movie — OPEN

~ 18. Curse / “They’re coming to get you~” / Demon — OPEN

~ 19. Mischief / Chase / In the shadows — OPEN

~ 20. Retaliation / Movie Night / Vampire — OPEN

~ 21. New Discovery / Gremlin / Disturbing — OPEN

~ 22. Lie / Campfire story or story time / Costumes or Roleplay — OPEN

~ 23. Enchanted / Scream King or Queen / Nightmare — OPEN

~ 24. Flinch / Pumpkin Carving / Witch’s Brew — OPEN

~ 25. Trap / “Say my name three times.” — OPEN

~ 26. Truth / Mystery / Cemetery — OPEN

~ 27. Ghost / Feast (of laughter) / Shapshifter — OPEN

~ 28. Drawn On / (Tickle) Monster / Haunted House — TAKEN

~ 29. Spell / Game Night / Skeleton — TAKEN (by me)

~ 30. Melt / Costume Party / Jack-o-lantern — OPEN

~ 31. Aftercare / Halloween / Trick-or-Treat — TAKEN

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The new Date Everything Chance fic is ALMOST DONE. I know I said that I wanted to finish it before September, and even though I'll technically be finished with it either today or tomorrow, if I post it tomorrow it might clash we me opening Tickletober requests. So, we're just going to switch the order around a little bit!

Tickletober requests will open TOMORROW!!! (I'll be posting an announcement tomorrow morning!)

And the new Chance fic will be released Tuesday, September 2nd!

(P.S: The Chance fic is over 4,000 words oopsie. Going into it, I thought it was only going to be 1k but nope here we are lol)

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I was legally obligated to make at least one piece of art for Narumitsu week (jk I love them and I love drawing them) 💙❤️

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All 2025 Tickletober Prompt Lists (So Far!!)

Hey everybody!! Here are links to all the SFW, open-to-everyone tickletober prompt lists I've found for Tickletober 2025! I'll put them under a cut, and I'll edit the list if any more crop up. Have fun this year, and remember to take care of yourselves!

#augtickletober2025 by @august-anon

#g&s tickletober / #31 Tickles Til Halloween by @gladdygirl18 & @sunstone-smiles

#valstickletober by @vqler

#sana's tickletober 2025 by @itzsana-kiddingmenow

#tickleween by @intheticklecloset

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Update #2:

Sooo my mac / laptop's screen is busted (the built-in display no longer is working), and it would need a screen repair to fix it 😭 BUT on the bright side I was able to hook it up to a smaller monitor so now I have like a PC-like setting for it on my desk Lol. So good news is that I have a new setup now for it and it's working pretty well this way, so fics are back in the making 😎 (Technically they were still in the making even with my laptop having this issue, but now I have a better place to sit and type Lol)

I think instead of a screen repair (since my Mac is already a little older and I'm being suggested that getting it repaired wouldn't be worth it vs getting a different machine), I think I'm going to look into a gaming laptop 👀 Maybe a simple one so it can act as my portable machine for writing / work, but I can treat myself to a few games on the side Lol

I have dedicated nearly my entire Sunday to this new Date Everything / Chance fic and major progress has been made 🫡

I'm around 3,800 words, but I still need to clean up some of the middle parts and I need an ending. But this morning the middle was a bunch of shorthand notes and a jumble of dialogue that wasn't clicking, AND NOW it is at least a somewhat coherent fic that gives Chance all the silliessss

I'm trying to have the fic done before September, sooo potential release date by the end of this week? 👀

^^^ My reaction trying to cook up this fic lol

Bonus ramble / sort of sneak peek below

^^^ Okay so funny story. The fic sort of starts off like this with Dasha doing a balancing act with stacks of paper, but I COMPLETELY FORGOT it actually happens in-game. 😭 I thought I was so creative making Dasha stand on one leg and balancing papers, but when I played my game today to do a bit more research for the fic, this in-game convo popped up and I was like "Oh- Well, honestly now the beginning just sound like I'm making a callback to this exact convo soooo it works in my favor." Lol.

How does Dasha and this beginning have anything to do with lovingly wrecking Chance with tickles? You'll just have to wait and see 👀

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So uh update... 😭

My laptop I do all my writing on decided to crash out on me mid-day yesterday and I'm HOPEFULLY (crossing my fingers) getting it fixed on Wednesday. I didn't lose anything (thankfully) and I can write from my phone, so I'm still going to try my best to have the fic done before September! But my progress is just going to be a bit slower than I expected this week 😭

I have dedicated nearly my entire Sunday to this new Date Everything / Chance fic and major progress has been made 🫡

I'm around 3,800 words, but I still need to clean up some of the middle parts and I need an ending. But this morning the middle was a bunch of shorthand notes and a jumble of dialogue that wasn't clicking, AND NOW it is at least a somewhat coherent fic that gives Chance all the silliessss

I'm trying to have the fic done before September, sooo potential release date by the end of this week? 👀

^^^ My reaction trying to cook up this fic lol

Bonus ramble / sort of sneak peek below

^^^ Okay so funny story. The fic sort of starts off like this with Dasha doing a balancing act with stacks of paper, but I COMPLETELY FORGOT it actually happens in-game. 😭 I thought I was so creative making Dasha stand on one leg and balancing papers, but when I played my game today to do a bit more research for the fic, this in-game convo popped up and I was like "Oh- Well, honestly now the beginning just sound like I'm making a callback to this exact convo soooo it works in my favor." Lol.

How does Dasha and this beginning have anything to do with lovingly wrecking Chance with tickles? You'll just have to wait and see 👀

[sunstone-smiles]

Omg I got you on Critical Role clips (only of the first campaign though so far). My friend and I have YouTube clip "show and tell" with each other sometimes, so I have SO MANY silly clips I have gathered. I'll share a handful of my favorites below, but I have a lot more if you need them Lol

Anyone have any moments of a cast/group cracking up laughing I could clip? Like Smosh or dropout or critical role or something? I just fucking love seeing people lose it laughing.

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I was looking for some dices, ‘cause I’m an idiot. And I still have hope to play dnd one day

And I just saw the inspo pic

And like OH MY GOD I NEED U TO SEE MY VISION OF DRAGON CHANCE

I don’t give a shit that lizards don’t wag their tail when they are happy. Ducks do. I think? So he does too.

You know what I am. And I know what you are. Let’s just agree that player would be one of his treasures

My crisis won’t stop me from drawing my he/him princess as a dragon lmao

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I have dedicated nearly my entire Sunday to this new Date Everything / Chance fic and major progress has been made 🫡

I'm around 3,800 words, but I still need to clean up some of the middle parts and I need an ending. But this morning the middle was a bunch of shorthand notes and a jumble of dialogue that wasn't clicking, AND NOW it is at least a somewhat coherent fic that gives Chance all the silliessss

I'm trying to have the fic done before September, sooo potential release date by the end of this week? 👀

^^^ My reaction trying to cook up this fic lol

Bonus ramble / sort of sneak peek below

^^^ Okay so funny story. The fic sort of starts off like this with Dasha doing a balancing act with stacks of paper, but I COMPLETELY FORGOT it actually happens in-game. 😭 I thought I was so creative making Dasha stand on one leg and balancing papers, but when I played my game today to do a bit more research for the fic, this in-game convo popped up and I was like "Oh- Well, honestly now the beginning just sound like I'm making a callback to this exact convo soooo it works in my favor." Lol.

How does Dasha and this beginning have anything to do with lovingly wrecking Chance with tickles? You'll just have to wait and see 👀

[sunstone-smiles]

I'M ON THE FLOOR. I'M SOBBING

"Fuck Off"

Part 2 to "I think you know."

Volt/Eddie/Reader, reader is gender neutral

Words: 2,828 Ler!Volt, Ler!Eddie, Lee!Reader

Volt remembers how much you seemed to like it last time he tickled you, and he gets Eddie to join in this time, too. This is a tickle fic! (Contains spoilers for the ending of their route!)

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It was the next day after you fixed the faulty wire in the breaker box. You were so glad to see that both Volt and Eddie were alright. And you were so, so happy to see the rejuvenated shine in Eddie's eyes since that frayed wire wasn't holding him back. Eddie and Volt professed their love to you, and of course you reciprocated. You spent a while hanging out with them after that, simply enjoying each other's presence.

Volt was extra flirtatious, always good at making you blush. Eddie had never-ending quips and little sarcastic comments to make you laugh. It felt really nice to spend time with them without any issues dangling over your head to worry about.

Eventually, though, you had to go to bed. The day had been an exhausting emotional roller coaster for you, and it had certainly been even more so for them. Even without the high tensions, being reset always made them feel tired, Eddie said. So you called it a night, knowing that you would be right back there to spend more time with them first thing in the morning.

You lay in your bed, grateful to Betty for being so comfortable. You let your mind wander while you tried to sleep, replaying the events of the day. There was the obvious stress of the power going out and needing to fix the frayed wire, and the subsequent elation once everything was fixed.

But now that the the stress of the day had been thoroughly resolved, your mind kept going back to what Volt had done earlier, before the show started. Your cheeks flushed as you remembered the feeling of his fingers wiggling against your ribs. You grabbed a pillow and hugged it tightly, hiding your face. Would Volt remember his promise to 'revisit this later'? Or would that particular interaction be forgotten by him, with all the problems that followed right after?

Although you would never admit it to anyone, you silently hoped that he would make good on his promise. Fantasies of what that might look like were what eventually lulled you to sleep. An extra touch here, a flirty wink there… then endless teases whispered into your ear as curious fingers turned you into a giggling mess.

Once you woke up in the morning, you took an extra moment to get ready for the day. You put just a bit more thought into your outfit than you normally would. You just wanted to look nice for yourself! But, you know, it would be nice to give Volt an extra reason to compliment you like you knew he would. And it was always cute to see Eddie blush.

You certainly didn't have any ulterior motives behind deciding to wear a loose crop top and stylishly baggy pants. None at all. It was mere coincidence how the top exposed your stomach and back, and would be extra easy to slip underneath to reach your ribs and underarms. It was simply happenstance that the low-rise pants let a bit of your hips peek out over them, and would be so easy for someone to inch down and expose more of your ticklish skin.

No ulterior motives behind this outfit whatsoever. That would be simply ludicrous.

After a quick breakfast of some yogurt, fruit, and granola that you threw together into a bowl, you headed back to your closet with the breaker box. You slipped on your dateviators and willed the club into existence. Volt was right there to greet you.

"Live wire! You look electrifying, as usual. Do we have the pleasure of your company for another visit?" Volt asked, a huge smile on his face. You nodded.

Eddie came up right behind him, smirking. "Blink twice if you want me to throw you out so you don't have to sit through another bad act," he snarked, and you held back a snicker.

"Thanks, Eddie, but that won't be necessary," you grinned. You would have sworn that you saw his eyes linger for a moment on your exposed stomach, a slight blush dusting his cheeks. Score.

"The show isn't until the evening, anyway," Volt said as he pulled you inside the Breaker Box. He slipped his hand to your waist to guide you, as he always did, but the static shock of his hand on your bare skin caused you to jump.

You noticed him suppress a smirk as he continued to guide you over to the bar, where Eddie was already headed back to. Volt definitely noticed your slight blush and reaction to the touch. He also definitely noticed your choice in outfit. He was simply choosing not to comment on it. He remembered what had happened the day before, then, you figured. You tried to ignore him as you sat down with him at the bar, Eddie already fussing with the dishes.

There wasn't anyone else at the club, since it wasn't open to the public for a few more hours. The three of you simply chatted. Eddie polished cups and shot glasses to make sure they were perfect for when the club opened later. He also organized little random things behind the bar while you all talked.

Eddie had finished finding things to mess with after a while, and was leaning over the bar on his elbows. Volt looked over at you with a certain gleam in his eye as he said, "Eddie, would you like to know something interesting that I recently learned about our live wire?"

A swarm of butterflies shot through your stomach. This was it, wasn't it? Eddie looked at you questioningly, a small smile tugging at the edge of his lips as he took in your flustered state. He looked back to Volt. "What's that?" he asked.

"Our little spark," he started. You tried to suppress your flinch as Volt reached for your waist again, the static shock the least of your worries. "Is incredibly ticklish." He finished his statement, punctuating it with a small twitch of his fingers. You squeaked, covering your growing smile with a hand.

Eddie's gaze snapped back to you, his smile growing ever-so slightly. "Is that so? And we're bringing this up because…?" Eddie asked Volt, still looking at you, observing your reaction to his and Volt's words. He was clearly extremely intrigued at how your blush was spreading across your face.

"We're bringing it up because," Volt drew out the word 'because,' his voice almost sing-song as he pulled you in closer to him, "Live wire here clearly enjoyed it when I did yesterday. And I, being so gracious, would like to give them what they obviously want."

You flushed and turned to him in protest, ready to defend your dignity. He simply cocked an eyebrow at you and the words died in your throat. He wasn't wrong… it was just so embarrassing.

"Do you want that, spark?" Eddie asked, bringing your attention back to him. He spoke softly, so genuinely that your defensiveness dissipated. You hesitated for a second, and then shyly nodded.

"Yeah, I- I think it's fun," you admitted, purposefully ignoring Volt's triumphant smirk in favor of focusing on Eddie. That was truly the understatement of the century, seeing as how tickling could consume almost all of your thoughts on some days, but you decided that Volt and Eddie could figure out the nuances of this particular interest of yours later.

This was when Volt decided to pipe up again. "They were positively adorable yesterday, they had the cutest reactions to every little thing I did. I swear, live wire is one of the most ticklish things I've ever met." Your blush exploded across your face and butterflies went insane in your stomach. You shoved at Volt's arm.

"Shut up!!" You glared at him, but this only egged him on as he laughed.

"Tragically, they wouldn't let me properly hear any of their adorable giggles. Said that they were too shy with all the people around…" Volt continued.

You felt a hand on your shoulder. You startled and turned to see Eddie standing beside you— when had he moved from behind the bar?— with a small smirk on his face. "Well, it's just us here now…" he said. A wave of butterflies washed through you again seeing the gleam in Eddie's eyes.

"Uh, guys-?" You cut yourself off with a panicked squeak as you felt the buzzing of Volt's fingers begin to flutter at your bare sides from behind you. It was so much worse without the protection of your shirt.

On instinct, you brought your hands to cover your mouth again. What you weren't prepared for, though, was for Volt to gently grab your wrists and pull them away. He leaned over with his head on your shoulder, bringing one of your hands to his lips. "Now, now, live wire. It's just us~. You don't need to worry about covering your laugh." He murmured into your ear, sending a flustered thrill up your spine.

Before you could respond, Eddie brought his hands to your stomach, and you bit your lip and scrunched your eyes closed in an effort not to crack. Eddie's movements seemed almost tentative at first, like he was becoming familiar with your reactions. Every little twitch and gasp, mentally noted and stored away. He quickly became more sure of himself, scribbling more firmly on your stomach with his blunt nails.

A strangled sound escaped your throat, quickly turning into uncontrollable giggles. You brought your hands up to your chest as you tried to curl in on yourself, but Volt hugged and held you up with his arms, making sure you couldn't completely block Eddie's hands from their quest to make you laugh.

Then, you felt Volt's fingers begin wiggling again at your side and ribs, where they were previously just holding you. You gasped through your laughter and threw your head back against his shoulder.

You felt the bar stool wobble slightly underneath you, and your eyes shot open with a jolt of panic. Volt and Eddie were there to hold you steady, though, and the slight wobble only lasted for a moment.

"Let's not fall off the chair, yeah?" Eddie laughed, and you flushed bright red.

"Well it's not my fault I can't stay still!! You guys are the ones- who are- this is your fault!!" you tried to defend yourself. You couldn't say the word right now, you were far too flustered.

Volt stood up behind you, keeping a steadying hand on your back. Then you yelped as you felt yourself get lifted off the chair and into his arms.

"Hey!! Where- what-?" You stammered, gripping onto Volt's arm.

Volt smiled down at you as he walked, Eddie following close behind. "Just relocating to somewhere more… stable, spark," he said, bringing you over to a booth table by the wall. He set you down to stand by the booth, still holding onto your arm, and he sat down sideways on the plush bench. He dragged you down with him as he scooted back. He was leaning against the wall, your back against his chest. He hugged you with his arms again, holding you in place over your shoulders.

Eddie sat down in front of you, leaning forward with a glimmer in his eyes. You started nervously giggling before his hands even reached you, just the look on his face was enough to fill you with flustered anticipation. He paused, and you saw the idea light up in his eyes. The corner of Eddie's lip twitched up a fraction more.

He slowly lifted his hand up, hovering it over your stomach, but never touching down. Your anticipatory giggles strengthened. Just the presence of his hand so near to the sensitive spot was causing phantom tingles all over your midriff, and the butterflies in your stomach were going wild.

"I'm not even touching you, spark," Eddie grinned. You brought your hands up to cover your face, too keyed up to maintain eye contact. Mercifully, Volt allowed you to keep them there. Not mercifully, he decided to tease you about it.

"You can't even look him in the eyes? He's not doing anything. Yet." Volt teased, and you could feel his breath on your ear. It sent a shiver down your spine.

"F-fuck off," you stammered as you blushed. Then you gasped and broke out into frantic giggles as you felt you felt Volt's previously stationary fingers begin to wiggle against your ribs.

Volt tsked. "Now, live wire, that is no way to speak to your loving, adoring, caring boyfriend." Your laughter raised an octave in pitch as Eddie finally touched down his hand as well, scribbling over your stomach and sides.

Deciding to push your luck, you pushed out another "Fuck ohoff!!" through your laughter. You heard Volt scoff incredulously, and you saw something dangerous glint through Eddie's eyes.

"You're really asking for it now, you know," Eddie said, making his point by using a firmer touch for a few moments, causing you to throw your head back in another giggle fit. After a moment of contemplation, you decided there was really only one thing to do.

You looked Eddie in the eyes, gaining control of your laughter just enough to properly articulate it one more time: "Fuck. Off."

No sooner than the final word left your lips, you let out a noise that could only be described as a shriek followed by uncontrollable laughter. Volt's hands had found their way under your crop top, and he scribbled his nails over your underarms. You desperately tried to pin your arms to your sides, to do anything to get his hands out from there, but it was a futile effort.

Eddie stopped his scribbling over your waist in favor of holding your hips down, because you were squirming and bucking so much that he was in danger of falling off the bench.

"Oh my goodness, spark. Is that a bad spot?" Eddie asked, a very amused smirk on his face. You could only squeal in response as Volt found the epicenter of ticklishness right in the center of your underarms, deciding to stay there.

You could only gasp in air before falling back into frantic laughter, trying to jolt away only to be held back by Volt and Eddie's arms. "Ohhhoh my GOHOD-" You laughed out, leaning forward as much as you could only to throw your head back again. It was so bad. It was unbearable. It was exhilarating. You needed it to stop. You never wanted it to end.

Your laughter fell silent as Eddie brought his fingers to your ribs, the combination of the two spots completely short-circuiting your brain. You couldn't think, the only thing on your mind was the electric sensations overloading your system.

After a few moments of your silent laughter, both Volt and Eddie stopped their attack. You slumped as soon as it ended, relaxing into Volt completely, eyes closed. You sucked in deep breaths of air and let out residual giggles as you felt electric fingers card through your hair.

Eddie's hand came up to cup your cheek, and you leaned fully into the touch. "Are you alright, spark?" Eddie asked softly, and you nodded. You opened your eyes to peek up at him, butterflies fluttering through your stomach at the sight of his adoring grin.

Your throat was really dry, you noticed, now that you were able to think beyond the overwhelming sensations from only moments before.

"Um-" you started, needing to swallow before continuing. "Can I have some water?" As soon as the words left your mouth, Eddie was up and back a moment later, with a fresh water bottle from the fridge behind the bar. He cracked open the lid before handing it to you. You sat up and drank more than half of the bottle. You were even more thirsty than you realized.

You closed the lid and set the bottle on the table, leaning back into Volt's chest and closing your eyes as he continued running his fingers through your hair. "You did so well, live wire," Volt said softly, his fingertips leaving pleasant tingles in their wake. You hummed in response and relaxed even more into his touch. You felt Eddie sit back down near your feet.

"So… are we going to talk about how you clearly enjoyed every second of that?" Eddie asked playfully, and you felt Volt's laugh rumble on your back as you flushed.

You glared at Eddie and stuck your tongue out. "Shut up," you mumbled, and Volt chuckled again. He pressed a kiss to the top of your head as Eddie raised his hands in surrender.

"Ok, ok, I won't push it," Eddie said, though you all heard the silent 'for now' at the end of that sentence. Secretly, you hoped they would bring it up again sooner rather than later, if it would result in getting wrecked like this every time.

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Oh I'm SO glad you loved it! ^^ I was starting to worry that I might've made them a bit too OOC in certain parts. 😅

AND HEY! I just now realised I'd completely forgotten to add this in the last ask! A clip that perfectly depicts what I think would be a very common occurrence between Timothy and Parker (especially in a game like Twister):

https://youtu.be/jeaoh8BB4uA?si=cGBSzKjzce09vXqi

I just know this exact scenario has played out at least once!

I also believe there'd be many times Timothy has *intentionally* used his cat tail for subtle & sneaky tickle attacks like this, EXCLUSIVELY on Parker! 😄 Especially in acts of revenge! >:3

For e.g. in a situation (like say, in a game) where Parker has to stay absolutely still or concentrate, or he can't make a sound, Timothy will just casually walk past and go to stand beside/behind him. That's when the black, feathery appendage takes on a mind of it's own and starts wiggling itself into Parker's armpit, brushing up against his tummy/legs/arms, flicking the back of his neck & ears, etc. Earning some very entertaining reactions, lol~ (He knows it's a risky move since Parker will want payback (as his punishment for "cheating"), but 9 times out of 10 it's worth it to see his loud friend flounder! 😁)

Actually, maybe these would occur more often when he's in "Timmy" mode. I haven't watched a lot of Timothy's route yet but from what I've seen of "Timmy", that side of him does seem pretty mischievous and playful enough to pull those kinds of tricks! 😄

OMG YES YES YES!

This is canon now right? It totally is.

Timothy absolutely would use his tail as a tickly weapon. I could totally see him feign innocence by saying he accidentally flicked it across one of Parker's ticklish spots.

More rambles below 👀

Exhibit / Scenario A: The group is sitting around playing a board game. It's Parker's turn and he's currently winning. Timothy is sitting right next to him. A smirk crosses Timothy's features as he passes Parker the dice.

Parker: (Shaking the dice in his hands) "Alright, come on. Give me a seven—ACK!" Parker jolts right before throwing the dice. He clamps his arms down and looks over at Timothy, seeing his tail flick away from Parker's underarm. Parker: (Growling) "Timothy..." Timothy: "What? Oh! My tail? So sorry, Parker. Sometimes it has a mind of it's own." (He ends his sentence with a clear smirk) Parker glares at him before returning to the game. Parker: "Okay, let's try this agai—HEY!" Parker grabs Timothy's tail from his stomach and holds it. Parker: "TIMOTHY!" Timothy can't help but snicker. The others sitting around the board game giggle too.

Alternatively! If Parker is getting revenge on Timothy, Timothy uses his tail as an advantage to briefly halt Parker's attack.

Parker has both of Timothy's hands in one of his. He thinks that Timothy can't retaliate, but his tail finds a way to graze his ribs. Parker: (Holding back his laughter) "GACK! Y-You can't do that! Th-That's cheating!" Timothy: (Catching his breath, grinning as Parker has to keep his attack on pause) "Oh, but I can! And I will! It's not cheating if I'm using my skillset at my disposal!"

Also fun fact: I only learned about "Timmy mode" the other day 😭 I didn't even know he had a Timmy mode. My friend got it in his game and told me a little bit about it, but I haven't gotten it in my game yet! From what I heard, that side does seem a lot more playful. I would say Timothy's route has some playful moments in it too though, so I can see both Timothy or Timmy using the tail tactic on Parker Lol.

Thanks for the ask!