The Invisible Sensors
Sun is getting some more sensors placed onto his body. After some testing, everything's ready to go. And then the kids come in to test out this new feature.
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Sun was standing in place as someone continued to work on his bodily functions. Sun didn’t really know who this person was. There wasn’t even a nametag on the person. All he knew was that the person, who looked like a technician, was wearing the typical Pizzaplex attire.
“So…How’s your day going?” Sun asked.
The person looked at Sun. “It’s night time, Sun.”
Sun blinked and looked down. “...Oh.” he replied.
The technician continued to plug in wires and install many see-through things that looked like tape.
Wait…
Sun widened his eyes when he realized those tape pieces looked very similar to those invisible sensor strips that were installed 6 months ago.
Yes, Sun remembered that all too well.
“Are those sensor strips?” Sun asked.
The Technician sighed as he stuck the longer strip vertically down Sun’s right rib region. “Yes, they are.” The technician replied.
Sun looked down in embarrassment. If he could properly blush, he probably would’ve at that moment.
It didn’t take long for the technician to hook everything up and get to testing. The technician put on some gloves and grabbed out a few items. He pulled out a feather, a brush, and a paintbrush.
The technician held up Sun’s arm. “Test 1 at 11:59: Feather.” The technician said as he started fluttering the feather on the vertical rib sensor.
Sun squealed and started giggling right away. “Eheheheek! Hehehey!”
“Test 1: Feather is a success.” The technician said.
Sun was still slightly giggling even after the technician removed the feather.
“Test 2 at 12:01: Paintbrush.” The technician said as he started fluttering the paintbrush on the same area.
Sun squeaked and giggled a bit louder and higher. “EEEhehehehehehe!” Sun giggled.
Test 2: Paintbrush is a success.” The technician said.
Sun kept giggling for a few more seconds before looking at the Technician.
“Test 3 at 12:03: Hairbrush.” The technician said as he started brushing the same vertical sensor strip.
Sun threw his head back and cackled wildly. “OHOHOHO NOHOHOHO! STAHAHAHAHAP!” Sun laughed.
The technician smiled. “Test 3: Hairbrush is a success.”
Sun hung his head in simulated tiredness. He wasn’t breathing heavily, due to not needing to breathe. But he did look visually tired.
“The Daycare Attendant’s sensors are ready.” The technician told the recorder.
Sun smiled and looked at the invisible sensors that were added to his body while the technician left the daycare. He tried touching the sensors, but he noticed he wasn’t reacting like a person normally would. He remembered trying out the sensors in a very similar way the first time he received the first set of sensors. And that first time, he didn’t react to his own touch.
A few hours later, the kids gasped as Vanessa made an announcement in the daycare.
“Boys, girls and kids, may I have your attention?” She called.
All the kids went quiet as they looked over at Vanessa, whose mouth was close to the mic. “Sun, your daycare attendant and playmate, is now ticklish! You can tickle tickle tickle the sun! Use your fingers, your mouth, or your hair to tickle sun as much as you want.” Vanessa declared.
The kids all laughed and cheered as they started chasing Sun, repeating the words “Tickle tickle!” and “Tickle Sunny!”.
Sun was running around the daycare, trying to get away from all the kids. “No! Kids, please! Why don’t we finger paint? Or play with googly eyes? Or glitt-GAAAH!” Sun screamed as his leg was grabbed.
In no time at all, Sun was tackled to the ground. With Sun down, the kids all crawled on him and immediately started playing ‘tickle monster’ with him. They started trying to tickle different spots they knew of, like the armpits and the belly.
Sun squealed and giggled as his armpits were tickled by one person each. “Ohohoho nohohohoho! Kihihihids!” Sun reacted.
“Tickle da sides!” another kid said.
“Tickle tickle, Sunny sun!” A girl teased, wiggling her fingers at him.
“Boop! Boop boop! Boop-boop boopboop, boop!” Another kid said as he poked the left side.
Sun threw his head back and laughed in a quiet to moderate volume. The little kids’ fingers didn’t tickle as much as the hairbrush or the paintbrush did during testing. But the amount of fingers that were trying to tickle him, was making his laughter a little louder than expected! It was just ticklish enough to make him let out fits of laughter.
A little girl suddenly gasped. “He ha’ a bewwy button!” the little tot reacted, before poking his belly button region.
Sun squeaked and squealed as he rolled around on the blocky floor, giggling and laughing. As much as it tickled so much, he wasn’t complaining. The kids were actually showing interest in him for once!
In fact, it looked like the kids were absolutely LOVING this new upgrade! They had never been this eager to play with sun before! Yes, the kids liked Sun. But there was always something that felt…off about this sun character. But all those worries went right out the window the moment the kids heard Sun was ticklish just like them.
“Ohohokahahahay, ihihihi neeheheheed ahaha breheheheak!” Sun told them.
But the kids were too hooked on their mission to even consider stopping. It was way too fun to tickle Sun! Sun was actually fun now! Why would they stop doing something so fun?!
“Hehehehellooohohoho? Cahahahan sohohomeone hehehehelp?” Sun asked.
“Sorry Sun…This is the excitement before the storytime. You just gotta wait out the excitement for the kids to calm down again.” Vanessa told the kids.
“Ihihi hahahave aha behehehetteheher ihidehehea!” Sun declared.
Vanessa smiled and crossed her arms. “What’s your idea?”
Sun pointed at Vanessa. “Tihihickle Vahahanessa!” Sun yelled.
Vanessa widened her eyes. “Um…No.” Vanessa replied.
The kids all paused their hands. “Huh?”
“Tickle who?” A kid asked.
“Vana? Who’s Vana?” Another kid asked.
“Tihickle her!” Sun told the kids, pointing to the blonde-haired girl behind the technician desk.
“Tickle ME?!” Vanessa reacted, holding her own chest in surprise.
The kids gasped and squealed in excitement. “TICKLE TICKLE VANA!” They yelled a second apart from each other as they ran towards Vanessa.
“Tickle Vaneya!” Another kid declared, hugging Vanessa’s leg.
“Tickle hat girl!” Another toddler yelled, hugging the other leg.
“Tickwish girl with da yellow hair!” Another taller toddler said next, grabbing Vanessa’s hand and pulling her down.
With both her legs grabbed and gripped by children, she wasn’t able to stop herself from falling onto the blue, blocky ground.
Sun watched as the kids started tickling Vanessa on many ticklish spots at once.
Vanessa’s laughter soon filled the room. And it was much stronger than Sun’s laughter was. “BAHAHahahahaha! NOHOHohohoho! Kihihids, quihihit ihihihit!” Vanessa yelled.
Sun walked up to Vanessa and grabbed her arms before raising them above her head. Vanessa squealed and cackled the moment 4 kids started tickling both her armpits at once.
“SUHUHUN, LEHEHET GOHOHOHO!” Vanessa yelled.
Sun laughed. “Nah…I’d rather watch you get tickled and teased by the kids all day.” Sun replied.
Vanessa squealed when she felt 2 kids tickling her belly. “NAhahahaha! Nahahahahat thehehere! Nahahahat myhyhy behehellyhyhy!” Vanessa begged, struggling to get out of the kids’ grips.
“Poor Vana! Poor, poor Vana…So stuck, yet so ticklish.” Sun teased.
“Myhyhy nahahahame ihihis Vahahanehessahaha!”
“Vahahanehessahaha?! Why, hello Vahahanehessahaha! Nice to meet you! I’m the Daycare Attendant!” Sun declared.
The kids started laughing at his jokes.
“So tell me, Vahahanehessahaha: How are you feeling?” Sun asked.
“Plehehehease stahahahahap!” Vanessa begged. “Gohohoho gehehehet Suhuhuhuhun!” Vanessa told her.
“Um…Vanessa, my name is not Suhuhuhuhun. It’s The Daycare Attendant! Or Sun, for short!” Sun told her, still doing almost identical laughter to what Vanessa was doing.
Vanessa was a blushing mess by this point. It was growing tiring being tickled like this. The kids were not even tickling her very much now. She was just being left in fits of giggles from so many little inexperienced fingers.
“Gehehet Suhuhun! Gehet Sun! Gohoho fohor his feeheheheet!” Vanessa told the kids.
A few of the kids paused their tickle attack, and looked up at Vanessa with curiosity.
“His feet?” One kid asked.
“Tickle Sunny’s feet!” Another kid reacted.
“Sunny’s feeties tickwish?” a third kid asked.
Sun started to grow nervous as he heard the kids asking questions and growing curious. No…No no no, they were losing interest in Vanessa! And getting curious about Sun again!
No! NO! NOOOO!
Two of the kids ran up to one of Sun’s shoes each, and tried to remove the slippers. But the slippers were permanently attached. So, one of the kids tried tickling the bottom of the slipper. And to everyone’s surprise, Sun started squealing and giggling.
He had completely forgotten about the sensors that were put on his feet the very first time he was fitted with those sensors…
Sun could hear the strong laughter leaving his mouth. Though his smile was already existent before the tickles, the wide, toothy smile he was fitted with only added to the laughter!
“WAHAHAhahahahait! Nahahahat myhyhyhy feeeheheheheheet! Whahahat hahahappehehened to tihihicklihing Vahanehessaha?” Sun asked.
“We got bored, Sun! We tickle you now!” One of the kids told him.
“Ticky ticky sunny!” Another kid teased.
“Tickwish biiiig Sunny sun sun!” Another little kid added.
Sun ended up being tickled for roughly 15-20 minutes before the kids were picked up by their parents and families. The little daycare toddlers would spend hours talking about how ticklish Sun was.
And Sun…Well…His tickle attacks were not finished for the day…Especially since Moon was watching Sun the whole day.
And even when the daycare closed, Sun’s laughter didn’t stop…
Not by a long shot…