I saw you wrote for ENA so: ler Ena, lee Moony (post Temptation Stairway so you have an actual body to work with, hah), sides/ribs?
"What seems to be the problem, Moony? It doesn't happen to-" she laughed as her ears were overburdened with a shout, telling ENA to shut up before she was reduced into a snorty, cackling mess; the wish to be thinner seemed a lot less desirable, ENA's stout yet ominously dexterous fingers wiggling at insane speeds across her sides.
"NAHAHT THEHERE!" She squealed, increasing her thrashing to flopping around on the floor but didn't discourage the double alter egos, ENA followed where she went regardless, while humming a soft yet handsome tune, overrun by the continued hiccuping laughter.
"Come now and sing with me, Moony! It will be grand!" her friend rhapsodized, singing vocally now and encouraging the space object to do the same, edging her tickling along with her words; eventually she caved, sputtering out a lyric or two before being interrupted with ENA drumming her fingertips just above her hips, a weak spot for her and squealing the words while ENA exclaimed, "Now that's what I call spirit! Encore!"~♡
3 sentence fic by @otomiya-tickles