Luz was not expecting to discover that Amity Blight had abs.
It happened completely by accident. Mostly.
They were in Amity’s room, books spread everywhere, Luz lying on her stomach kicking her feet in the air while Amity was changing after getting back from training.
Luz glanced up—and froze.
“…Amity,” she said slowly, “since when are you… muscular?”
Amity, halfway through pulling on her shirt, turned bright red immediately. “I am not—”
“You have abs,” Luz said, sitting up. “Like— actual abs. Since when??”
“I’ve been working out with Willow!” Amity said defensively, quickly pulling her shirt down. “It’s not a big deal!”
“It is a big deal. For science reasons.”
“Luz, no—”
Too late. Luz reached forward and poked Amity right in the belly button.
Amity squeaked.
Not a dignified squeak. A very small, very startled, very ticklish squeak.
They both froze.
Luz’s eyes widened. Slowly, a mischievous grin spread across her face. “Amity Blight…”
Amity backed up a step. “Luz Noceda, don’t you dare.”
“Was that a squeak?”
“NO!”
“For science,” Luz said, wiggling her fingers, “I’m gonna need to test that theory.”
“LUZ—!”
Luz darted forward and scribbled her fingers across Amity’s stomach.
Amity burst into laughter instantly, doubling over. “LUHUHUZ— LUZ—! STOHOHOP—!”
“Oh my gosh, you’re so ticklish!” Luz said, delighted, continuing to wiggle her fingers over Amity’s stomach and sides.
“IT TIHIHICKLES—!” Amity tried to grab Luz’s wrists, but she was laughing too hard to be very effective.
Unfortunately for Amity, someone had been walking past the door at that exact moment.
Edric paused. “…Do I hear Amity laughing?”
Emira peeked in. They both saw Luz tickling Amity’s stomach while Amity tried (and failed) to escape.
They looked at each other.
Then they grinned.
“Oh, this is valuable information,” Emira whispered.
“Extremely valuable,” Edric agreed.
Before Amity could react, the twins rushed in.
“Wait— NO—” Amity tried to run, but Edric grabbed her from behind, pinning her arms.
“Luz,” Emira said sweetly, “care to share the scientific results?”
Luz gasped dramatically. “She’s extremely ticklish. Very important research.”
Amity stared at her in betrayal. “Luz!”
“Well,” Edric said, cracking his knuckles, “for science.”
“NONONO— EDRIC— EMIRA— DON’T YOU—!”
Emira immediately went for Amity's belly, squeezing it and targeting her sister's belly button, specifically. It was a melt spot for the young witchling
Amity shrieked loudly, trying to twist away. “YOHOHOU GUYS ARE THE WOHORST—!”
“Oh, we’re just getting started,” Emira said.
Edric smirked. “Hey, Mittens… remember when you used to hate having your ears touched?”
Amity’s eyes widened. “Edric, don’t you—”
He gently scribbled behind her ear.
Amity SHRIEKED and burst into giggles, shoulders scrunching up. “NOHOHOHO— NOT THE EHEHEARS—!”
“Oh wow,” Luz said. “That’s a bad spot.”
“That’s a great spot,” Emira corrected, now wiggling her fingers up into Amity’s armpits.
Amity completely lost it, laughter turning loud and uncontrollable as she tried to clamp her arms down. “IHIHI CAHAN’T—! STOHOHOHOP—!”
Edric kept lightly tickling her ears while Emira scribbled in her armpits and Luz attacked her stomach and sides.
It was way too much.
Amity was laughing so hard she could barely stand. “PLEHEHEASE—! I’M SOHOHORRY FOR WHATEHEVER I DIHID—!”
“You existed,” Edric said.
“You’re our sister,” Emira added.
“And this is for science,” Luz finished.
After another minute of relentless tickling, they finally stopped.
Amity immediately dropped onto her bed, breathing hard, face completely red, hair a mess.
“I hate all of you,” she mumbled into her pillow.
Luz sat next to her and kissed her cheek. “You love us.”
Amity paused.
“…Maybe,” she admitted.
From the doorway, Edric whispered to Emira, “We are so using this information later.”
Amity threw a pillow at them without even looking.
#27 for TOH blight sibs tickle fight if you’re not too overwhelmed with prompts.
Prompt 27 - "I just hope you know this means war."
A/N: aw yes I love this!
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Amity should’ve seen it coming, she’d gotten sloppy, she knew it. She’d been sitting on Emira’s forearms just a moment ago, having successfully tricked and tackled her with the help of her older brother. Edric’d been straddling her waist, tickling wildly up and down her sides. Amity’d had both hands in her armpits. Neither of them had a view of Emira’s hands, and she was skilled in using magic under this type of duress.
After a quick stunning spell, she’d collected herself quickly, glaring between her siblings. “I hope you know… This means war.” Emira declared, lunging after her twin brother and younger sister.
“No! Waitwaitwait- it was Amity’s ideHEHEHEA!” Ed screamed as Emira caught him around the waist and began tickling him with the same arm.
“Ed! What the heck, dude! Not cool!” Amity scolded him as she sprang out of the way of Emira’s arm.
“WAHAHAHA– NO! DOHOHON’T LEHEHEAVE ME!” Edric wailed as Amity sped away and Emira focused both hands entirely on tickling him to pieces. “AHAHAMITY!”
Amity sped out of the twins room and back to her own, starting to conjure an abomination or two for her own defense once they inevitably teamed up and came after her. She heaved a few nervous breaths and steeled herself.
It was only another minute or two before the door was thrown open and her sibling sped back, headlong, into a dangerously ticklish battlefield.
13. Sneak Attack Amity attempts to get her siblings back for their tickling cheer ups to her but in the end gets easily overpowered.
TickleTober Day 13 - Sneak Attack
Is it just me, or have I written pretty much the same scenario three times now? Hopefully there’s been improvement between them (>m<). Busted this thing out the night before I left town, so I’m sorry for any grammatical errors. I’m kinda straying away from TOH, so I might be taking it off my list. Still, thank you for requesting, and I hope you Enjoy!
Lee: Amity
Lers: Emira, Edric
Summary: Amity tries once again to get her siblings back for their tickly attacks. The twins catch on, quickly putting a stop to her plan with one of their own.
Warnings: none! This is a tickle fic, so if you don't like that, scroll away!!
Amity was sitting at her work desk, tapping a pencil against her blank homework. She really didn’t feel like writing the essay, her mind wandering elsewhere. She had a good week to work on it, plenty of time to do it.
The purple-haired witchling’s thoughts drifted, various topics coming and going. It was fun to just zone out and think for a bit. Fun…a distant memory resurfaced, one from a good few months ago. Her siblings were messing with her and, once again, reduced her to a giggly puddle. Come to think of it, she never did get them back…
The distant look on her face slowly became a smirk, a plan formulating in her mind. The twins were sneaky, but they couldn’t win every time. It was her turn to finally get some well-deserved vengeance.
…
Amity set the abomination trap, checking to make sure that everything was in place. Her plan was foolproof. She would lure Emira in, call the abomination on her, and finally get her revenge. Edric would have to wait, he was doing his own homework anyways.
“Em! I need some help here!” As planned, her sister ran into the room to see what was wrong. When Emira saw the small yet shit-eating grin on her sibling’s face, she knew something was up. Best to play along with it, see if she can turn the tables.
Emira walked closer to her sister, stopping just a few feet away. “What’s up, mittens?” Amity sighed, biting the inside of her cheek. Just a bit closer…
“Just…wanted your opinion on something. Can you come over here?” If she hadn’t already known, that would have told her something was up. Taking a look around, she saw a bit of abomination goo on the carpet. So that’s what her plan was… Em could work with that.
She walked up to her sister, shoving her back at the last second. Emira wasn’t as good with abominations as her sister, but catching Amity off guard helped her get the jump on the younger witch. She activated the abomination trap, using it on the one who planted it. “Sneak attack!”
Amity yelped, feeling her trap being used against her. She was so close! Before she had a chance to protest, she felt fingers dancing across her belly. “E-EHEMIRAHA! COHOME ON, NOHOHOT AHAGAIN!”
Oh, it was too perfect. Amity had yet to figure out that there was no besting the twins. Even if it was just one of them. Speaking of which…
“Who’s wrecking Amity, and why wasn’t I invited?” Edric came down the stairs from his room, a smug grin on his face. He knew exactly what was going on, and planned to get his turn.
Emira waved him over, drilling into Amity’s belly button and making her squeal. “You’re a little late, doofus. Here, help me with her pits. She’s too wild to get all by my lonesome.” Ugh, that stupid voice… Every time they teased her, each twin would use this cocky, smug tone to drive her nuts. “DOHON’T YOUHU *DAHAHARE*!”
That got a snort out of the older teen. Her threat was more adorable than anything, with all the laughter. “Sorry mittens. Twin Law, gotta help if she asks.”
Those evil little- “GYAAA! NOHOHOHO!” Amity thrashed in the goopy restraints, any and all thoughts of insults being drowned out by ticklish agony. Both her worst spots being attacked at the same time was awful enough; then the teasing started.
“Aww, poor mittens. You’d think she would’ve learned by now~ There’s no getting payback on us.” Emira’s nails paired with Edric’s gentle squeezes and pokes were sending her into a tickly tizzy. She regretted making her plan so “foolproof” now that she was stuck in it. Not only was it proof that her plan was not as solid as she would’ve liked; it also kept her firmly in place and at the mercy of her evil siblings.
A snort interrupted her laughter, Ed’s fingers nailing the center of her underarms as Em drilled her nails into her belly button. It was an extremely unfair combo. “NYAHOHOHO! GUHUHUYS!”
Edric actually felt a bit bad. They had wrecked her a good few times, constantly denying her any retribution. “Do we have to be so mean, Em? She kinda does deserve to get us back, even if it’ll never happen.” He turned his eyes back to Amity, chuckling. “ A+ idea on your plan, by the way. Execution…needs some work.”
She was too lost in laughter to care. Ed finally gave into his less-cruel thoughts, moving his fingers up to her neck. Amity’s laughter eased up a bit, though squeaks and occasional snorts were added to the mix. “Pl- snort pleHEHEASE! IHIT’S- thihis isn’t fahahahahair!”
Emira wanted to continue the evil attack, but Edric gave her the “c’mon” look. Sighing, she switched to rib-pokes. “You’re lucky Ed’s gone soft. I would’ve been fine making you squeal, little sis~”
“Youhuhuhu *squeak* you bohoth suhuck!” Amity’s battery was already pretty drained from their initial attack. Em had no reason to be so cruel, other than her own entertainment. Maybe it was the big sister instinct to torture their little siblings. She honestly couldn’t tell you; all she knew is that it sucked to be on the receiving end.
The rib pokes and neck tickles weren’t half as bad as their previous tickle-hell-combo, but it was still sending those annoying butterflies into her stomach. Being tickled by her siblings was fun, to an extent. They had reached that extent. “Cohohome ohon! snort Plehehease?”
Okay, time to be the merciful brother… Edric pulled his hands away from her neck, backing up to admire their work. Once again, they’d reduced their sister to a blushy, giggling mess. He knew Em would take some convincing to quit, though. Her and her ler moods…
“Em, c’mon, don’t kill her. She’s had more than enough.” When she rolled her eyes and ignored him, he grabbed her by the sides, squeezing as he dragged his twin away from their exhausted sibling. Emira, not expecting the sudden jolts to her sides, practically squawked, whipping around and batting his hands. Her focus on the abomination restrains wavered, the purple sludge melting back into the trap box and releasing their youngest sibling. “Uhuhugh…th-thahanks Ed…”
Emira’s cheeks were red, though not nearly as much as her sister’s. The older teen scoffed, jabbing her brother in the ribs before turning back to Amity. “Okay, fine. Maybe I did take things a smidge too far. BUT- I’m all done now. Soooo… Blight siblings cuddle pile?”
One though simultaneously crossed both Edric and Amity’s minds in that moment: seriously? She had just gotten done wrecking Amity’s shit, and she immediately wanted a cuddle pile? Still, some cuddly aftercare would be nice… Screw it.
“F-fihine. I get to pihick the movie, thohough.” Em could live with that. Sure, Amity only ever picked cheesy RomComs, but it wasn’t horrible. At least it wasn’t one of Ed’s gruesome slashers… Even she had her limits. “Okay, that’s cool. Ed, burrito-ify mittens and meet me on the couch.”
And turn her to a burrito he did. Edric grabbed one of the fluffier blankets from the nearby chair, wrapping his younger sister up and carrying her to the couch. Amity huffed, but didn’t protest the movement. She loved the attention, as silly as it was.
Tossing her on the couch, Ed sat down and tugged Emira over to them. Pretty soon, all three Blight siblings were curled into each other, the TV ready for some cheesy-movie action. Amity had, predictably, chosen a romantic comedy about two witches in love, each a coven head. The plot was okay, but some of the corny scenarios made Edric cringe and Emira fake-gag. Amity was eating it up, though, so it was kinda worth it.
The trio continued to relax together, winding down from their chaotic day. Eventually, they passed out, cheesy RomCom number three still playing in the background. Their father entered the home about an hour later, a soft smile forming at the sight. He definitely didn’t take a picture for his private Penstagram account. These kids…
If you are doing tickle request I wanted to ask if you draw one with Edric tickling Hunter please it was just a thought I had I recently got into the two interacting and thought it would be cute
Edric did say he thought he could take him, I bet he didn't think it'd be this easy lmao
This was probably a stupid idea. But now he had set his mind on it, and besides, he’d been itching all day to cause some mischief. And if the mischief was gonna get him his sister’s funny snort laugh, great! (And if it was gonna backfire on him, even better.)
Years of messing around with Emira had taught him the best method for a mission like this: the surprise effect. Using the same strategy too many times would immediately set her off, she was too smart not to notice that. No, you had to keep her on her toes, make it impossible for her to know what was gonna happen next. Today’s foolproof method: creating a bunch of illusions of himself, then join them in their fierce battle cry and charge at her like an absolute maniac.
Edric grinned to himself when he saw Emira’s eyes flicker around in bewilderment, trying to figure out which of her attackers was her actual brother. Works every time.
“EHEHEHEDRIC!”
“Boo!” He laughed alongside her, drilling his fingers into her hips. “Gotcha good, huh?”
“AEHEHEHE- EHEHEDRIC, WHYEHEHEHE?!”
“No reason.” Merciful as he was, he moved his hands up to her sides - she should get a chance to fight back after all. “I just wanted to heeeeeear- this!”
A snort slipped out of Emira’s mouth and she brought a hand up to cover her mouth, frantically grabbing his wrist with the other. “Yohohohou- *snort* dhahah- dohohon’t!”
“Why should I?” Edric smirked and squeezed her sides once more, drawing another snort out of her. “What are you gonna do, stop me?” With a single finger he poked her ribs and Emira spasmed in his hold.
“AIE- thahahat’s ihihit!”
Determined, she dug into his armpits and even though the merciless attack nearly made him drop to the ground on the spot, he kept his hands latched to her waist. “Ghahaha, Emirahahahaha! Nahahahat thehehehere!”
“Ohoho, buhut yohou cohould tihihickle my hihips noho- nahahaha!”
Edric squealed and pressed his arms to his side, his knees buckling a little when she pressed her fingers into that cruel spot just above his ribs. “YOHOHOU AHAHAHARE SOHOHO MEHEHEHEAN!”
Emira grinned and pushed him back against the wall, not slowing down her tickling one bit. “Oh come on, you knew this would happen.”
“IHI DIHIHIHIDN’T!”
“Yes, you did. Next time you want me to tickle you, just say so.”
Edric felt a blush creeping onto his face and he squeezed his eyes shut so he wouldn’t have to see her awfully smug face anymore. “IHIHIT’S NOHOT LIKE THAHAHAT!” It was exactly like that and they both knew it, but that didn’t mean he had to admit it, did it now?
“Oh, it’s not? Then what is it, dear brother?”
Instead of an answer, he summoned all of his self control to reach out and prod her hips. The force with which she toppled over sent both of them tumbling to the ground and he caught his sister’s fall, still panting heavily when he looked at her. “You good?”
“Yeah yeah.” Emira sat up with a grunt and grinned down at him. “You’re an idiot.”
“Maybe I am.” Edric grabbed her shoulder to pull himself up as well, then he stuck his tongue out. “And maybe you were right. I might have wanted this to be the outcome.”
“Yeah, I know.” Emira fondly shook her head and Edric bumped his shoulder into hers.
Edric leaned against the doorframe of the library, peeking inside. Amity sat stiffly at a table, nose buried in a book, her brow furrowed so hard it looked like she was trying to intimidate the pages into behaving.
Emira appeared beside him and whispered, “She’s been like that all morning.”
Can I put in a request for lee! Alador and lers! Ed, Em, and Amity? That guy needs a laugh🥺. Basically, Ed and Em are busy tickling him because those two totally would. Alador thinks that hope is to come when he sees Amity passing by. But no, being Luz's girlfriend and specializing in abominations, Amity ends up tickling him too.
Feel free to decline!
I LOVE where your mind is, Anon! This is just- adorably tooth-rotting. I had a lot of fun writing this, definitely a mood booster. And, I know, two fics in one week! I smell progress! Thank you for requesting, and Enjoy!
Lee: Alador
Lers: Edric, Emira and Amity
Summary: Alador is moping about his workshop, tired and burnt out. Lucky for him, his children have a fun way of boosting his mood.
Warnings: none! This is a tickle fic, so if you don't like that, scroll away!!
Alador was done, to say the least. The week wasn't going how he thought it would.
His latest design for one of his abometons was apparently very flawed, his tired mind making more than a few mistakes. The thing practically melted when he tried to use it.
That design had been giving him hell. He had tried tweaking it, using stronger magic, different metals, even asking Amity to assist him. Odalia had been riding him on the deadline, stressing him out and making everything worse. He was burnt out and so, *so* very tired.
He let his head slam on the desk, just hard enough to make a loud "thunk" noise. Edric and Emira, who were creeping nearby, quickly rushed in when they heard the it. Seeing their dad slumped at the desk, tired and frustrated, flipped their "playful comfort" switches on overdrive.
"Hey dad, you alive?" Emira walked over to the desk, her brother right behind her. He grunted, giving her a weak thumbs-up. Yeah right...
"C'mon, don't lie." She gently poked at his side, trying to get his attention. He huffed, swatting at her hands without sitting up. This sparked an idea in the twins, the same idea popping into both of their heads.
Edric smirked and placed a hand near his dad's ribs. Emira patted his knees. Chuckling, they nodded to eachother before beginning their attack. Edric poked and scratched at Alador's ribs while Emira went for his knees.
The inventor snorted, jolting and trying to shove at his kid's hands. He was tired, his squirming weak and slow. It was a matter of seconds before he broke, his laughter loud and deep.
"HEHEHEY! KIHIDS- QUIHIT IT!" The twins chuckled, happy to hear their father laugh. He rarely lets himself go, always stressed and serious. Em scribbled under his knees, close to giggling herself. His laugh is contagious. "Nah, I don't think we will."
He kicked out, grabbing her wrist. He didn't really try to push her away, just laughing. Edric, not wanting to be outdone, pressed his knuckles into Alador's ribcage. The man squealed, both of his worst spots too much to handle. His laughter was loud and frantic.
Emira laughed, moving her hands to his belly. "C'mon, Ed. Don't wanna kill him, we'd be stuck with mom." Edric smiled as he switched to scribbling on his dad's back. Alador's loud laughter calmed to bubbly, sweet giggles.
"Ehehedric! Emiraha! Gehet off!" He squirmed, his efforts to escape useless. If he managed to stop one twin, the other would poke his bad spot and send him back to square one. He didn't really mind the tickling, but he couldn't just let them do whatever they wanted. That spelled disaster waiting to happen.
Meanwhile, Amity slowly crept down the stairs, an abomination poised and ready for attack. She had heard the commotion and assumed the worst. You can imagine her surprise when she rounded the corner. The twins tickling her dad silly wasn't what she expected.
Emira was the first to notice her, nodding her head so her hands could stay busy. "Hey mittens! Dad here was just telling us about how sad he was. We're helping him let loose. Wanna join?"
Looking over at Amity, Alador felt some hope for escape. "Ahamity! Hehehelp!" Surely his no-nonsense daughter would stop this, right? That hope died when he saw the playful smile on her face. The same one she gets whenever Luz is trying to provoke her. He was *screwed*.
The twins snickered when Amity joined them, making room for their sister. Her dad needed to laugh, and this was always fun with Luz. She fluttered her fingers against his neck, occasionally scratching the shell of his ear.
Alador's giggling doubled, small squeaks and hiccups joining the sound. His face turned a deep red as he squirmed and pushed at their hands. Three on one wasn't exactly fair, making it near impossible for him to get them all off. They poked and scribbled, pulling squeaky giggle after squeaky giggle from their father.
"Kihihids! Ihi- *hic* Quihit!" At this point, he had practically gone limp, weakly batting at Emira's hands on his belly. He was tired, and the lighter tickling wasn't all that bad. It was a nice distraction from his work, and was honestly helping to ease some of his tension.
The Blight children smiled, continuing their father's "torment." His light, bubbly giggling was the only thing they rated to hear in that moment. Alador was always way too stressed out. It was nice for them to see him so happy and care-free.
Eventually, he reached his limit, tapping his older daughter's shoulder in surrender. She stopped, nudging Amity and Edric to do the same. Ed ran off to get some water while Amity set up the couch in his workshop.
Emira wheeled his chair over to the couch, helping him sit down. Alador let himself go limp on the soft cushions, giggly softly as he caught his breath. Ed came back with the water, which Alador quickly gulped down. "Thahank you..."
Ed, Em and Amity could tell their dad wasn't gonna last much longer. He needed a nap, and they'd done a good job of tiring him out enough to get one. His kids sat down beside him, Amity to his left and the twins on his right.
The added warmth and softness of the couch paired just right with Alador's exhaustion, quickly leading him into a peaceful sleep. True, he would have to get back to work later, and Odalia wouldn't be happy he put it off. But he doesn't really care. In that moment, him and his kids were happy. In his eyes, that's all that matters.
Tickletober list (platonic of course) what if it’s just Emira and Amity bonding this time? it could be either way, (forgot the numbers) :( revenge, or punishment, but Em wants to finish what she started! recommend Amity/lee Emira/big ler maybe Edric could peek in at the end ? I say whatever ya like.
Yeah! I got a bit confused, but I think got it figured out pretty well. Hope you like it!
Lee: Amity
Ler: Emira, brief Edric
Summary: Amity and Emira find themselves alone, and Em thinks it's the perfect time to finish what she started, with a pinch of Ed at the end.
Warnings: none! This is a tickle fic, so if you don't like that, scroll away!
It was quite inside the Blight home, which was a rare occasion. Typically the twins were doing something, the factory was running, or people were just being loud. Today, the wind was the loudest thing they'd heard.
Amity and Emira were in the living room, Ed out on errands, parents doing whatever. Amity was talking with Luz through her Tomagochi, and Emira was just bored. Without Ed, she couldn't get up to half the fun trouble they caused. The silence was almost suffocating, she needed something to do.
Suddenly, a memory popped into her head. Last week, when Amity tried cramming, they had woken her up in a very fun way. An entertaining way. She hadn't gotten to finish, so tying up loose ends was a bonus.
"Hey Mittens, you remember when you crammed a week or two ago?" She snapped her head up at the noise, apparent even from across the room. "Yeah, kinda. I was really tired, so I don't remember much." Perfect
"Oh, well, I do. I remember that you were tired, and needed to get up. We helped. Pretty funny, wasn't it?" Emira could see the recognition on her face as she remembered, a small blush creeping at her cheeks.
"So you do. It was pretty fun, wasn't it? Being all happy and loud, not a care in the world." Her blush growing, Amity looked away, huffing a flustered "shush". Em smirked, her plan working. One more step.
"Maybe you'd enjoy it, right now?" Amity was out of the room before she could finish. Smirking, Emira got up and chased after her, expecting the chase. She didn't get to last time, so might as well squeeze one in.
She was faster than Amity, so it only lasted about a minute. She was pinned on the couch, squirming and kicking under her sister. It was useless, but she still tried, adrenaline kicking in.
"Get off! Emira!" She tried to sound intimidating, but the smile on her face and quiver in her voice ruined it. "Nah, I don't think I will." She scribbled across Amity's belly, getting everywhere she could as fast as possible. Amity tried to stay stoic, holding in her laugh.
That didn't last long.
"PFFFT- NAHAHAHA! EHEHEMIRAHAHA!" She pushed at her arms, squirming around and kicking out. "GEHEHET OHOHOHOFF!" Em just shook her head, sighing.
"I thought you'd last longer. Your belly isn't even your worst spot. It's gonna get soooo much when I get to your armpits." Amity squealed, tugging on her hands. "PLEAHAHAHASE! EHEHEHEHEM!"
"Fine. I'll move, but I'm doing your armpits before I'm done." She didn't stop, just moved her hands up to her neck. Amity scrunched up her shoulders, batting at the fluttering hands. "Ihihihihi *snort* ihihihit tihickles!"
Emira smiled. "There's the giggle-snorts! I was wondering when they'd show up. So cute!" The teases melted her brain, her thoughts flowing out as soon as they formed. "*snort* ehehehehe! Youhuhuhu- nehehehe!"
"Huh, speechless! I've done the impossible; Amity Blight has no sarcastic remarks! Titan, it's a miracle!" Amity could only lay there, giggling her head off. It felt as good as it did torturous.
Suddenly, the front door popped open. "Hey guys, I'm ba- woah! What happened here?" Eric walked I the living room, seeing the giggly, flustered Amity beneath Emira on the couch. "Hey Ed. Just tying up some loose ends. Wanna help?"
He was torn. On one hand, he could see that Amity was tired, and probably didn't even do anything to deserve this. On the other hand, she enjoyed it, and it was always fun seeing her laugh. He ended up choosing the other hand. "Eh, why not. Mittens needs to smile more anyways."
Betrayed, Amity tried to scowl, but failed miserably. She tried to think up an insult, but hands on her ears killed any thought in her brain. "AAHahahaha! Ehehehed, Ehehem, no!"
One pair of hands stayed on her neck, swiping and scratching. The other was on her ears, messing with the tips and scriting at the shell. If she stopped one pair, the other just switched, one hand on each spot. She couldn't win.
This went on for a little while, the constant cycle of ticklish scratches and swipes, before they gave her a break. She sucked in air, still giggling off the previous attack. "Youhu guys suhuhuck!" Emira laughed. "We're not done yet. This is the intermission. I remember promising you one more spot."
She tried to escape, pulling on her legs, but both twins grabbed her. Ed got her arms above her head, and Em sat on her legs. She rested her hands on Amity's pits, letting the anticipation build. She was already giggling. "Guhuhuys! Let go! Cohome on,, this ihisn't fair!"
Emira drummed her fingers, drawing more giggles from Amity. "I'd say it's pretty fair. I didn't get to finish last time, so I'm doing it now!" Figuring she'd waited long enough, Em dug into her sister's armpits, ruthlessly scratching and pinching the sensitive skin. Amity lost it.
"GAHAHA! NOHOHOHO! AHAHAHAHA!" The feeling drove her insane, spreading throughout her torso. The only thought in her head was 'oh Titan it tickles so bad!' She thrashed and tugged, using all ther energy trying to escape. It didn't do anything, for the twins were holding on tight, getting the most out of this last spot.
Eventually, her cackling turned silent, save for a few gasps of breath. The twins stopped, letting her go and climbing off the couch. She didn't move for a second, utterly exhausted. She giggled to herself, sucking in air and regaining her energy.
After she didn't move for a minute, they went over to her. She was asleep, knocked out from the tickling. A smile and blush were still on her face, looking relaxed and happy. All in all, a pretty good day for the Blight siblings.
