Spoiler:This fic contains tickling, so don't expect anything adequate from me:/ AND DON'T SAY THAT THIS IS A KINK/FETISH, UGH. There is no NSFW here.>:( Enjoy reading!~
Oren. Oh Oren, such a perfect and chill sprunki. He always had perfect moves and a good beat! He just likes to laze around on the couch or hang out with Raddy to piss him off. Oren, oddly enough, gets along with the others, like he has talent. And he didn’t even know that for such a quiet life he would receive something that he would never have expected. Today he won't be able to chill, because he will be laughing.
Dark day. Today everyone was at home, because the weather was not the best. Especially after the four main villains (who almost no one knows about) appeared. Wenda sat and played the fool with Durple. Wenda tried to hold out until the very end, but in the end she still lost.
"THAT'S NOT FAIR!"
Wenda screamed and began to trample the floor in anger. Durple rolled his eyes playfully as he put the cards back on the shelf. He came again and then spoke in a cheerful tone.
"Oh, come on, kitty.~ Today I will give you a task that is not that difficult!"
"Hmm?"
"Today you can tickle whoever you want!~"
Wenda quickly raised her ears and grinned smugly. She began to nod understandingly, and Durple began to nod back. Wenda rose from the bed, stretched lazily and went to change. Meanwhile, Durple looks at Simon, who has been in the corner the whole time. When Simon sees Durple approaching, he screams, causing Durple to attack. Durple suddenly began his attack, slowly running his fingers over Simon's tummy as he screamed for mercy.
Here's Wenda dressed up as a 2010s emo. She blew a kiss in front of the mirror and then walked out of the house with a smile, saying goodbye to Black. Black said goodbye to Wenda in response, and then went to deal with Simon and Durple. Wenda walked slowly down the street, looking at the sprunki houses. Some of them had curtains drawn, lights were on in many of the windows, and sometimes even silhouettes could be seen. Wenda was surprised by all this, because usually everyone was outside. Maybe the weather was bad... There was no Mr. Sun, instead there were just dark clouds, although there was no rain forecast. Wenda looked around, hoping to find someone. Each time her tail wagged more and more nervously, and her mood only worsened, as if she was afraid of something. Her ears tilted slightly, and her tail curled tightly around her legs, as if Wenda was exploring a foreign city for the first time. Her eyes reflected the same distrust she had felt back then, but not out of fear, but out of a sense of discomfort. She was used to the courtyard being filled with a large number of sprunkis, where everyone was talking and laughing. A sad sigh escaped her lips, and she was about to leave the clearing when she heard a familiar knocking. Her eyes widened like a cat's, and she quickly hid behind a bush, peeking at the source of the sound. It was Oren! None other than Oren! She breathed a sigh of relief, and then her mood changed. A sharp smile appeared on her lips, and a huge threat flashed in her eyes, which she was about to deliver to Oren. At that time, Oren was just relaxing, and it was dark and windy. Although it was only morning. He was calmly chatting with Pinki on the phone, actively discussing their next vacation at the seaside. When Oren was so relaxed, he couldn't expect anything. No Wenda, no good weather, nothing. He was just busy talking to Pinki. Wenda watched and waited for him to finish the conversation. At the same time, she slowly wagged her tail. When Oren finished and put his phone down, Wenda had a chance! It was the moment she had been waiting for. She ran out of the bushes and started walking slowly behind Oren as he watched the beautiful river. Wenda was stealthy, so she didn't make any noise as she walked. Oren had no idea that someone was about to attack him. But then Oren started to feel warm on his back, like someone was pressing up against him. And then he felt tense, like someone was threatening him. He sighed and relaxed. He thought that was how it was supposed to be, because that's how it was when no one was around. Oh, dear Oren, you shouldn't have neglected to check for anyone... When Oren was about to turn his head, it was too late. Wenda immediately jumped on Oren and pinned him to the ground, looming over him. Oren's breathing quickened, and he gave a slight shudder. His pupils began to tremble, and his smile turned into a fearful neutral expression. Wenda slowly wagged her tail and looked at Oren as if he were a victim on the verge of death. Wenda's eyes were terribly wide, like those of a wild animal. Oren looked at Wenda in confusion and swallowed slightly, trying to catch his thoughts. But due to his sudden fear, he was no longer able to make sense of. And even after being frightened, he couldn't speak anymore, as if he had swallowed his tongue. He simply lost the ability to speak, while his heart began to beat violently, so violently that Wenda could hear the sound. Wenda let out a soft "aawww~" and then smiled slyly, lifting Oren's arms slightly with one hand.
"You are so cute when you are afraid of me.~ Sorry Oren, but you can't escape your fate!"
Oren did not understand what fate was being discussed. But after touching his sensitive ribs, he snorted and looked at Wenda with fear. Oren had a crooked smile on his face and his cheeks were slightly flushed. Venda giggled knowingly and began to roughly run her claws along each rib bone. Oren began to fidget and bend slightly, while light snorts and even chuckles came from his lips. The way Wenda was fingering every bone in his ribs made him strain to somehow protect his defenseless ribs. But because Wenda held Oren's hands tightly, all he had to do was endure the tickling. Wenda ran her claws as if she was playing a melody on a musical instrument. Then she tilted her head slightly towards Oren's tummy, while he continued to snort and chuckle. She stopped to lift Oren's t-shirt. When she did, her claws returned to play with Oren's rib's bones. Wenda herself began to rub against Oren's tummy, causing him to laugh lightly, his head shaking from side to side.
"Feel ticklish, Oren?~"
Oren wanted to object to this, and he even opened his mouth. But instead of saying anything, he began to laugh uncontrollably, and his heart began to beat to the rhythm of his laughter. Wenda listened to each beat of his heart as she continued to tickle poor Oren. With each round, Wenda found more and more places to tickle Oren, and she had a lot of fun. With Oren! Finally, when she reached the raspberries, she started inhaling deeply. Oren saw this and let out a startled scream like a girl. He shouted at Wenda not to do it, but it was too late... Wenda blew a thick raspberry onto Oren's stomach, and he let out a dramatic scream and started laughing hysterically. When Wenda had released all the raspberries, her grip loosened and the tickling seemed to stop, but she kept her claws near Oren's ribs. She raised her head again to look at the weakened Oren. He was just lying there, breathing heavily, his heart pounding wildly. Wenda giggled and rested her head on Oren's chest to listen to the sound of his heart. She lay there until Oren came to his senses and regained his breath. His heart began to beat normally again, slowly. Wenda rolled her eyes and climbed off Oren, allowing him to stand up. Oren stood up and looked at Wenda with a hint of annoyance. However, he smiled slightly, as if he enjoyed the experience. Wenda stood up and waved at Oren before disappearing into the bushes. It seemed to Oren that Wenda had just disappeared without a trace. Oren looked around and sighed in relief, slightly relieved, and went on his way to rest with Pinkie again, to warm himself in a blanket and just talk.
...
"Today our team is a little stronger. The strength increased twofold. But there were still many sprunki who did not laugh at such a stupid interaction. But at least... Oren is free. Next Clukr. Ohh.. The disturbing cymbol.."
Black finished with this, peeping as Durple and Simon stood in the corner. Both of them said something to each other in an offended tone and stuck out their tongues. Black just rolled his eyes and heard someone kick the door down. Well, that's right! It was Wenda, she returned from her mission.
"DURPLE, I WON, I WAS ABLE TO TICKLE OREN! Um... What happened here?"
"Yes, Wenda, you're great... And yes, I think it would take a long time to tell."
