This is a ship but it isn't really romantic. Kinda before they became a couple. Based on my designs for them but you can see them in the pictures.
Warnings: light angst with fluff and tickles. Fries might be a bit ooc.
Evil leafy sat on the grassy ground, a light breeze rushing through the trees. It was dark out, stars keeping through trees. The only light was the dim moonlight and stars, which was just enough to see. She could see in dark and light places without any problems though, thanks to her demon-like abilities. Her legs were bent slightly against the hard ground since they were shaped like a deer or even a horse. She sat there, picking at the grass below her, deep in thought about… something.
Her stick-like antennae were pinned back, the only sign of distress. Her face was the same unblinking scowl. She didn't understand why others ran. She didn't enjoy it, she didn't mean to cause most of the harm she did. She really doesn't mean to be violent, she just tries to defend herself when she thinks she's in danger.
She didn't even know who “leafy” was or how she was related, or connected, to her. She doesn't know why she's here. She doesn't know why she feels so much hurt, guilt, anger, and negative emotion. She doesn't know what she did but she's sorry. Her pupils jerk to the side, sensing someone approaching slowly.
The red box with yellow accents filled with soggy fries drooping off the sides of his face, his hat still slightly crooked like he didn't care enough to fix it. He wore a chill expression on his face, tail swaying gently as he walked. He sat down by EL, legs slightly crossed. EL looked away once she saw who it was. She trusted him enough.
He began blabbering about some topic, something about a challenge? She wasn't paying any attention. She was still thinking, spiraling almost, Stick antennae still pinned back. Fries glanced over and, since in his mind they were friends, wrapped an arm around her, dragging her closer. His hand rested on his side, nails slightly digging in. It didn't hurt but it was… uncomfortable? She didn't know how else to describe it.
“You alright, EL?” He asked, noticing how her eyes locked onto his hand. He noticed how she shook slightly whenever he moved his hand slightly.
Her antennae were stood up slightly from surprise and confusion, also from the new sensation. Fries looked at her for a moment, confused. Evil leafy didn't make eye contact. That made him even more confused. He really wasn't the smartest, but the gears slowly started to turn. The realization hit him and he smirked.
“Your ticklish, EL?” He asked, but he already knew the answer.
He slowly, almost gently, dragged his hand up and down her side. She jerked away, or tried to. She could only press herself closer to Fries chest. She couldn't really laugh anyway, but it was still maddening. She trembled and jerked away when he sped up his hand.
“Wow, you really are!” He said, laughing, “that's cute.” He teased her.
EL tried to wiggle away, but the only thing she could really do is try to push his hands away as they both found places on her sides and scratches away. It wasn't successful. He moved closer to her armpits, scrambling his fingers and drilling them into her pits.
Her tail was wagging. She couldn't exactly thrash, and the little wriggling and jolting and pushing she could do wasn't very effective. Most of her movements that weren't teleportation, were weak or jerky and small, very stiff. She gave up on trying to escape, her only movements now instinctive jerks and her clawed hands on top of Fries.
“Y'know, you could just teleport away anytime,” he said, a smug look on his face, “you don't have to let me tickle you.” He was right. She knew he was right. He knew he was right himself.
She flicks her tail at him, earning a “ow!” From the Fries box. It was half-hearted both ways though.
Some time passes, and Evil leafy is trembling a bit more, trying to pull away while her tail hits his leg, signaling him to stop. He gets the hint and does, rubbing her sides to get rid of the ghost tickles. She teleports away after, leaving Fries alone.
He gets up, still smiling, stretches and walks the way he came, out of the forest. He has a feeling that he won't be let off the hook so easily. “Whatever,” that's a problem when it comes up.
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Puffball and Fries tickle fic!
Lee Puffball, ler Fries
This is written in the tpot elimination area, or at least what we've seen of it as of tpot 18
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
This is written kinda weird n short, sorry :<
Nsfw blogs dni
Fic under cut!
Sighing, Puffball flew back into the upside down room, slowly landing and seemingly melting onto the floor as their fluff made room for the ground.
Fries sighed, sitting next to her on the floor. He rubbed his head tiredly.
They've just spent hours of another day trying to break the barrier in the elimination area that everyone was sent to. Its getting more and more tiring. Puffball has clearly been needing a break, but she refuses, and continues trying to escape even if Fries is resting. Fries would like to help convince her to rest, but he doubts she'd listen.
Fries groaned, putting a hand on Puffball and gently petting the multiple inches of fur she was made of. She let out a small noise in response, allowing the contact.
"I'm tired.." Puffball huffed. Fries opened one eye and looked at her. "Me too.. you wanna rest for a bit?"
Puffball opened her eyes, slowly floating up, which removed Fries hand from her head. "No! We need to get out of here! We have to keep trying, no time for rest."
Just as Fries thought... she isn't listening.
Fries rubbed his head. "You need to relax for once. You've been going at this for how many days?" Fries now seeming more irritated at his friend. Puffball growled. "You don't know how much longer we'll be here, especially if he don't keep trying! We need to- we.. ugh.." Puffball slowly lowered, looking like a fluffy pillow on the floor. She was visibly tired out, blinking slowly and seeming hopeless.
Fries pet her again, gently scritching her head. If she didn't relax for once, she'll be beyond tired.
He gently massaged her head before moving his scritching down near to where her side would be. She smiled, turning slightly to hide it. "Don't do that there.." she mumbled.
Fries raised an eyebrow. "What?"
"Don't do that!" She floated up, quickly forcing the smile away. Fries pulled his arm away, visibly confused. She lowered again, now a bit closer to Fries. "Felt weird." She murmured.
Well, now Fries was curious.
As she landed again, he slowly moved his hand close, pretending he was just petting her head. After a few moments, he began sneakily moving his hand over to her side, scritching again.
"Pfft-!" She moved away, floating into Fries side to move away from his hand.
Ah, now Fries understood.
"Ah, does that tickle?" He asked jokingly, wiggling his fingers at her.
She squeaked. "Wh- I said to not do that!" Puffball huffed. Fries giggled. "I know, but I got curious!" He launched his hand back at her, squeezing her side gently.
"Wha-! Nohoho!"
She attempted to jerk away from his hand, just rubbing against Fries side while giggling. "Dohon't-!" "Don't what? Hm? What am I doing?" Fries teased, still squeezing.
After a moment, Fries laid off. He froze, resting his hand at her side.
"...Don't wanna rest?" He asked after a few silent minutes.
She caught her breath before glaring at him without answering. Her eyes made it clear she didn't plan to relax.
Fries acted mock angry, keeping a smile from coming out. "Ah... Well, I know how to fix that."
Puffball should've known.
She quickly attempted to fly off, but Fries grabbed her gently, pulling her back closer.
Puffball tried to be angry, but couldn't stop giggling and tittering out of anticipation. "Wait, wait, wahait.."
Fries pulled her into his lap, softly smiling at her. She squeezed her eyes shut and nuzzled into him, still tittering. "Noho, no, noho.." She squeaked.
Fries gently began scritching her side with two fingers. Puffball began trying to muffle her giggles, hiding her face in Fries stomach. He couldn't help smiling at her. "Does that tickle? Hm?" Fries cooed.
"Dohon't! I'm sohorry!" She snickered. Fries scoffed playfully. "I'm sure you'll be when I'm finished with you!" He said playfully before he began ruffling her fluff, skittering and scritching over her sides. "NohohoHOHO- Dohohon't- STAHAHAP- Wahahahit- gahahah-HAH!" Puffball cackled.
Puffballs usual sing-song effect on her voice made her laugh sound sillier than Fries thought, making him snicker himself. "Listen to that laugh." He teased. She squealed, trying to fly away. "Nohoho mohore!" She cackled. Fries giggled, pulling her back as lightly as possible. He knew she wasn't serious. She wasn't the best at hiding that she liked this.
"Stahahap! STAHAH-hahahap!" She squealed. "Ihihit tihihickles! Plehehehahahase!"
"Oh, it tickles? Me tickling you tickles? Does it? I never knew that." He snickered.
Puffball squeakily cackled in response, shocking Fries a bit. He smiled at her. "Hehe, you're loud." He commented.
"Ohoho-KAY! Okahahay! Ihi'm sorry, I ahaham!" She snickered.
"Hmmm...Are youuuuu?" Fries skittered his fingers across where her stomach spot would be, just below her face. She squealed, rubbing against Fries more. "STAHAHAHAP! Noho more, no more, nohohoho mohohore!" She squealed.
Fries continued for a moment before stopping and letting her go.
She rested in his lap, catching her breath. "Gehehe..Ihi'm sorryhy.." She giggled. Fries smiled smugly. "Do you wanna rest now, or do you need more?" Fries made claw hands at her, making squeezing motions. She squeaked. "Noho-! I'll rest, I swear." She hid her face in him. He put his hands down and rested his arms across his knees. "Good. I'll just be here, then." He giggled.
She sighed, resting and looking like she has melted into Fries as her fur made room for his body. Fries gently pet her head, helping her rest.
