Summary - Goo helps to comfort Bot after they’re eliminated from season 3.
Word Count - 680
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Bot was on Indefinite Island, having recently been eliminated from Inanimate Insanity Invitational. The island’s environment was dark and sandy, providing a rather dreary atmosphere. The company present on the island, however, provided a sense of liveliness and connection that helped its residents endure the conditions.
Bot sat on the sand, watching the waves lap up against the island coast. They scooped up a handful of sand, allowing it to run through their fingers, until only a dusting remained in their palm. They repeated this action as they remained seated there, seemingly lost in thought.
Goo spotted Bot from the mainland, slowly making his way in their direction, and ultimately ending up at their side.
“Hey! What are you up to?” Goo chirped, watching his friend turn and look at him.
“Oh, hey. Not much.” A hint of dejection could be detected in Bot’s tone, as they turned back to the water, picking up another handful of sand.
Goo eyed them with a mix of confusion and concern. He shifted slightly closer.
“Is… everything alright? You seem a bit down.”
Bot kicked at the sand. “I don’t know. I mean, I’m glad to be back with you and Test Tube. Everyone’s been so understanding.” They gave a weak smile. “It’s just… I’m still kinda bummed I got out, y’know?”
Goo nodded. “I get what you mean. It’s not the best feeling in the world.” He admitted. “But, there are plenty of people here that can relate! If you’re going to be sad, best to do it in a place where people understand, and can help work through those feelings together.”
Bot smiled. “Thanks, Goo. Seems like you’re holding up your end of the Cheer Factory just fine.” They chuckled.
“I’m not done quite yet!”
Bot watched as Goo crawled his way forward, advancing up onto Bot’s legs. He slowed to a stop once he was situated directly on top of their knees.
A confused Bot watched as Goo began to physically vibrate. The action triggered the nerve sensors in their knees, causing suppressed giggles to bubble up in their chest.
“Hehey! Goohoo! That tihickles!” Bot giggled out. They attempted to push at him, but found that each time they made contact, their hands simply slipped off of his body.
“I know,” Goo grinned, “that’s the point!”
Goo then paused the action, advancing further up Bot’s legs. He stopped just in front of their abdomen, eyeing the robot’s two metal wings.
“Your design is so cute!” Goo cooed, as residual titters emanated from Bot. “I could just… eat you up!”
Goo then leaned over and began to nibble at the underside of one of Bot’s wings. Bot squeaked, falling onto their back.
“NOHOT THE WIHIHINGS!” They laughed, rapidly waving their arms in the air.
“Looks like someone’s ready for liftoff!” Goo teased, continuing the action.
Bot squirmed around on the ground, unable to get away. “NAHAHA! GOOHOO!”
Goo pulled back, turning his attention to Bot’s other wing.
“Don’t think I forgot about you!” He began nibbling at its underside.
“NOHOHO!” Bot protested through their laughter. “CUHUT IT OHOUT!”
After a few minutes, Goo gave the wing one final nibble, before pulling back.
Bot lay there, catching their breath, as they felt Goo’s body weight resting on top of them.
“Ahare you finished yet?” Bot questioned, their breathing beginning to return to normal.
“Mm, not quite!”
Before Bot could respond, Goo planted a raspberry directly on their stomach. Bot shrieked, their limbs flailing about.
“Okay, now I’m done!” Goo chimed, watching as Bot settled back down. “Are you feeling any better?” He inquired, his tone having softened.
Bot gave a small nod. “Yehes. Thanks, Goo.”
Goo beamed. “Always here to help!”
Goo then backed off of Bot, who sat themself up once more. Goo joined at their side, keeping them company, as the pair watched the waves move in and out. They may have lost at the competition, but they had certainly found something just as valuable.
This takes place after s3 ep14, "Spring on the breakfast!"
Idk if thats u saying u want Mephone to get their green dots, or you're just saying- either way, i added it a lil bit
This fic kinda sucks in my opinion, idk, I think its written odd
THIS IS A SFW TICKLE FIC! It's just about them tickling each other! If you don't like that or are uncomfortable, please just scroll
Warnings: none
Nsfw dni
Fic under cut!
Bot rubbed their head. That was... certainly a challenge. That spring had a lot of nerve...
They sighed, laying on their back.
They were tired after the challenge, of course. N/A flew off who knows where as of now, probably in a tree. Its happened before, though. They'll come back soon. As far as Bot knew, it just went out to get food whenever it was gone despite the fact Bot fed them from the pick-nix tables before.
"Bot-"
"AH-"
Bot stood up, quickly stumbling backwards. The one who spoke, Mephone4, was startled, doing the same.
Bot blinked. "Uh- Mephone?" They cleared their throat. "Sorry, you scared me.." They said awkwardly, forcing a smile and rubbing their head.
Mephone awkwardly chuckled, trying not to seem a little shocked or confused. Bot sat back in their original place, looking at the electronic. "Did you... need something?" They asked.
Mephone tapped their finger on his arm, leaning down to match Bots height as well as he could while speaking to them. "Kinda?- I was just trying to see if you were feeling fine after all that." Mephone sounded a little guilty, as if he somehow thought he was at fault for what Springy did. He regretted letting him here just for that partnership.
Bot tilted their head, thinking to themselves a little bit. "Mhm. I'm doing better." The robot nodded at their own words, looking back up at Mephone. "How are you?" They asked.
He blinked, looking down in thought. He sat down fully by this point, his legs beginning to hurt. "I'm fine." He mumbled, looking forward towards the beaches direction.
After a few moments, Bot looked at the meeple product next to them, leaning toward him a little bit. "Does your screen actually.. work with others, or..?" They reached out and hesitantly tapped the phones screen, making a few extra buttons appear. Mephone squeaked, covering his abdomen. "Ah- dohon't do that...?" He snickered, a wobbly smile on his face.
Bot blinked, moving away from him. "Oh, sorry- did I hurt you?" They asked. Mephone shook his head a little bit. "No, it just.. just tickled a little bit." Mephone said awkwardly.
Bot perked up. "Oh, I didn't think they would've made you with those... those sensors? Nerves?" Bot tapped their knee, thinking of how to word their sentence. Mephone flinched. "Let's not talk about that." He said, a little more stern. He would rather not talk about his creator.
Bot nodded awkwardly, going quiet. Mephone spoke again after a few moments.
"... Did Test tube make you with them?" Mephone asked, genuinely curious. Bot tilted their head, seeming confused by the question. "...Probably not?" They shrugged. Mephone looked down at them, his foot tapping as his thoughts circled.
"...Can I just..?" Eventually, he reached out and poked their side a little bit.
Bot squeaked, a little shocked. "That feels tingly-!" They muttered, lightly pushing his hand down. They had a small smile and didn't seem to upset. "She did," Mephone mumbled to himself, a little surprised himself. He smiled softly, turning to the smaller robot and giggling. "Wait," He said, sounding a little amused. He pulled them a little closer. She didn't argue much, her smile growing a bit wobbly.
"Mephone?-!"
They bursted into small giggles quicker than they expected, Mephone beginning to wiggle his fingers against their sides, in front of the small metal wings. Bot squirmed lightly, quickly covering their mouth to muffle the already-quiet laughter. "Quhuit!" She said behind her hands. Mephone listened, snickering a little bit when he let go of them.
Bot froze, a little shocked he stopped... more shocked he stopped then the fact they were actually ticklish. Mephone blinked. "Are you okay?" He asked.
Bot gasped sharply, broke out of their thoughts. "Ah, yea, of course! I just.. er.." Bot tapped their own little wing. "..You didn't HAVE to stop?" They said awkwardly, forcing a small smile.
Mephone stared at them for a second. Bot felt awkward, quickly feeling as if they said something wrong. "S-Sorry, I mean- you don't have to continue if you don't-!"
Bot was cut off by feeling a skitter under their wing, squeaking quietly.
"Oh, I can continue!" Mephone said as he pulled the robot onto his lap, scribbling under both of their wings.
"N-Nohoho!" Bot squealed, kicking a little bit before attempting to curl in on themselves. Mephone interrupted and went to tap across Bots stomach so they can't cover it with their legs, making them laugh a little louder as they failed to curl up.
Mephone put a hand on their back, helping make sure they could sit up more comfortably. "Hm.. Whats wrong, Bot?" He teased. "Yohou knohohow!-" They said through their laughter. "Shuhut uhup!" They added on.
The electronic raised an eyebrow, moving to trace the designs on Bots wings. "Shut up? Thats a little rude." He said playfully, tapping the green dots on one wing and tracing the other. "S-STAHAP!" They squeaked out, their face a little red from embarrassment.
Mephone just went and tapped where their ribs, one hand still tracing the glow in the dark green dots. Bot used their hands to hide their face instead of stopping the meeple product. That didn't really seem to be their goal anyway, they were having fun.
Mephone4 went and lightly kneaded Bots stomach. Bot squeaked, finally moving their hands from their face, one hand beginning to tap a finger rapidly on Mephones knee. "Dohon't- do thahat!" They squealed, their other hand holding one of Mephones wrist. "I'm being light?" Mephone chuckled.
Mephone lightened up before laying off, sitting the shorter one up and rubbing their head. They sighed, leaning into the phone.
"...Feel alright?" Mephone asked. "We could get you water from the pick-nix tables if you need." Mephone rubbed the side of his head.
Bot shook their head and giggled. "I'm fine, thanks.." Bot murmured, sleepily nuzzling into the electronic. Mephone sighed quietly, rubbing the robots head as they drifted off.
