Camping in Naboo Pt.1
I finally had some inspiration. There’s not a lot of tickling in this one because I’m trying to set that up for the next part, which I don’t have time to write right now. Hope you like it!
You knew that Luke had told Leia about his... revelation after your lightsaber instruction. How?
Well, it had maybe been a day since Luke had absolutely tickled you into oblivion. You’d been relaxed in the lounge of the Milennium Falcon again, laying across the padded bench with your eyes closed, when you’d felt a weight settle on your waist.
The mischevious glint in Leia’s eyes and the indignant scowl told you her purpose before she’d even said it.
“How have I never known you were ticklish?!”
Leia made up for it with the kind of dedication you knew was typical of her. By the time she was done with you, she knew every ticklish bone in your body and promised to never let you forget it.
The next few weeks weren’t as fun, preparing for the trip to Naboo to deal with the unrest following the disbanding of the Empire. You, Han, Chewie, Luke and Leia were choosing to deal with it yourselves, rather than send another squad of Republic fighters. The first had been greatly unprepared for the numbers they’d faced, and your group was used to the odds being against them.
The perk to this trip? Camping in Naboo. The nature there was gorgeous, and it brought you back to fond memories of climbing trees with Leia on Alderaan, hoping to catch a glimpse of the ships coming in to port.
“So were you just hoping to hide and get out of helping set up the tents?” Luke called up to you and Leia, who’d climbed a tree just minutes after your arriving at the campsite. Chewie let out what you’d come to recognize as a Wookie grunt of complaint, and you watched as he and Han struggled to get the tents upright.
“Kinda?” You shrugged back at Luke, Leia already swinging her legs around to descend back down the tree.
“We know you boys are incapable of anything without us, but really Han? Defeated by a tent?” Leia teased, lowering herself back onto the grass.
“Yeah, you can make the Kessel Run in 12 parsecs, but a tent-”
You felt your stomach drop before you did, the branch you were using to lower yourself snapping and giving way before you could grab another.
“Y/N!” you heard Luke exclaim as Leia knelt beside you. You’d missed her in your fall and landed flat on your back, knocking the wind out of your lungs.
“Breathe,” Leia coaxed, bringing your arms up above your head to help you get in some air.
“I’ll be... fine.. in a second,” you whispered.
Luke offered you a hand after a moment, pulling you into a sitting position as Leia worked on pulling a few stray leaves out of your hair.
“Did you take the whole tree with you?” she joked, moving on to plucking some out of the knitted top you wore for warmth. She plucked one off your side, and you jolted away from the touch, a slight smile on your face.
Leia hummed, a knowing look gracing her features as she looked at the faint blush on your cheeks.
“Stop it,” you whined, hiding your face in your hands.
“Here, let me help you Leia,” Luke chuckled. You swatted at him as he moved his hands quickly to evade yours, sneaking in pokes and pinches to your sides as Leia removed other leaves from your top.
“You’re bohohoth the worst,” you giggled as they helped you up, looking over to where Han and Chewie were unabashedly watching.
“So you both knew about Y/N’s only apparent weakness, and didn’t want to share with Chewie and me?” Han quipped, letting go of the tent, only for the fabric to fall the other way and engulf Chewie.
“Ooo, you’re in for it now,” Luke pretended to whisper. “Wookies are practically tickle monsters, Y/N.”
Chewie grumbled something from under the tent.
“What’d he say, Han?” you asked.
Han smiled. “He just agreed with Luke.”
You were in for a long trip.