First Contact
My first OC fic that I'm posting here! These alien clown and performer goobers are slowly invading my mind. I hope you enjoy!
Warning, this is a sfw tickle fic!
For context: Solia and Luna are aliens that traveled to earth in escape of the leader on their home planet (Satix). They crash on earth and find the circus and the crew inside, making new friends instantly. They get a job at the circus doing tricks, which also allows them to have clothes, sustenance, and shelter. They cannot speak, they can only make quiet noises.
“Okay, Break time! Everyone Scatter!” Temper yelled across the circus. The clock rang, showing the time 12 pm, which the girls now knew as ‘noon’, and also lunch time! Solia and Luna didn’t eat much, if at all, usually sticking around in the break room, observing the chatter and banter of the other performers.
Everyone walked to the break room together, all of them sitting down at their usual spots. Paprika sat on the crates near the right side of the room next to Topaz and Pepper, while Saltine sat somewhat isolated near the back of the room, yet still within talking distance in case he had some input. Chubbs sat on the left side of the room, munching on his food ever so loudly. Solia always sat next to Paprika while Luna sat next to Topaz. Those two were their respective people. They connected to the two like no other.
“Blegh, did you guys see next week’s schedule for the carnival? Looks like we’ll be living here for those 7 days, ladies and gentlemen.” Topaz started the conversation. Everyone groaned in unison once she said those words. That always meant long days, barely any breaks, and lots and lots of crowds.
Solia and Luna were just starting to learn how things worked around here. They didn’t mind long days, at least they had a place to sleep and eat, as well as friends to keep them company. The crowds, though? That was a whole new story. The cheering, clapping, laughing, booing, and other reactions made their jobs miserable. They loved doing as they did, but they didn’t like having to ‘wow’ the crowd with such mundane tricks. It bored them and almost humiliated them. The two of them sulked in their seats once they heard Topaz speak.
On some days, they almost missed their days on Satix. Then they remembered their treatment from their leader and that feeling stopped.
“D’awh, cheer up, you two! You girls are gonna do great! You always wow the crowd!” Paprika said with a fond smile as she saw Solia mope in her chair. She took a bite of her sandwich, always peanut butter and grape jelly, and patted the little alien on the head. If only Solia could explain why she was so down.
“At least ya’ don’t gotta ruin your voice over the course ‘atta week!” She spoke with a mouth full of sandwich as she jokingly poked Solia in the side. This caused the little one to let out a soft, barely audible squeak.
Huh, that was weird.
Paprika picked up on it immediately. She swallowed her bite and tilted her head. “...What was that?” She wondered if she had hurt the poor thing! Clearly not, though, as Solia sat just as confused next to the dog.
“Whatever it was, it was adorable!” Topaz spoke up with a wide grin. “Do it again!” She encouraged Paprika.
“Like this?” Paprika poked Solia’s side again, causing the girl to squeak and flinch once more. “Oh my goodness! That was so cute! Wait, don’t tell me…” She grinned widely.
“Are they ticklish?” Sal piped up from his brooding corner.
“Awh! I think they are!” Topaz chuckled, taking another bite of their lunch.
Solia sat very confused. Ticklish? What does that mean? It was such a strange feeling, almost tingly… It didn’t hurt… She quite liked it, actually! She leaned over and put her head on Paprika’s arm. Why was she so hot all of a sudden?
“Oh dear, I think the poor thing is blushing!” Saltine spoke up once more, chuckling a rare, quiet huff of laughter.
“Are you ticklish, too, little one?” Topaz took the liberty of giving Luna’s side a gentle pinch, causing her to have the same reaction. “Oh, you are!” Topaz laughed. Luna had the same thoughts as Solia, only she felt more embarrassed. She was supposed to be tough! Not sensitive to these tingly feelings!
Paprika put her sandwich down and scooped Solia into her lap. She held one arm around the alien, using her other paw to poke and pinch all of the poor girl’s helpless tummy.
At this sensation, Solia broke into quiet, yet squeaky giggles. She couldn’t help but squirm in Paprika’s grasp, trying to push gently at the merciless paw, but to no avail. Upon seeing this, Luna tried to run away, only to be caught by Topaz.
“Not so fast, cutie! I have to try this for myself!” The tiger brought Luna up higher, holding her in one arm just like Solia. Instead of using her paw, though, Topaz bent down and used her maw to ever so gently bite at Luna's tummy.
This was torturous for the poor aliens. Topaz’s dull rubber teeth made for a horrible tool against Luna’s sensitive torso! Paprika’s paws were also so unbearable, it was almost as if the wiggling digits were made for tickling!
Both the girls wriggled and squirmed, trying to escape their attacker’s ticklish grasps. They laughed nearly in unison, their giggles of the same frequency and volume. Squeaky, quiet, and filled with squeals. Their tails wagged incredibly fast as they endured the treatment, pushing and squirming to try and stop the sensations. Their blush filled their faces and necks, Solia’s being orange and Luna’s being a deep blue-ish purple.
Paprika looked over at what Topaz was doing, smiling at Luna’s reaction. She decided to try it for herself, much to Solia’s dismay.
Solia’s reaction became more intense, as the feeling of Paprika’s strong gob chewing on her tender tummy sent the poor thing into hysterics. Her giggles became ten times louder as she squirmed even more viciously than before. She squealed more, too, as paprika continued to nibble on her belly.
“I suppose that works better, hm? How adorable.” Sal chuckled over a cup of tea as he sat cross legged in his chair.
Soon, the girls' laughter went silent and they barely had the energy to squirm. Both Topaz and Paprika let up, keeping them cradled in their arms as they went limp from exhaustion. Solia hid her face in Paprika’s stomach and Luna looked away, not daring to make eye contact with anyone, her expression somewhat grumpy as she blushed fiercely.
“You alright, there? Didn’t go too hard on ya’, hm?” Paprika rubbed Solia’s shoulder. The poor alien could only shake her head no.
“You okay, too, Luna?” Topaz asked. Luna very subtly nodded, still looking away. The tiger chuckled, patting her on the head.
Soon, the circus’s major clock rang as their fifteen minute break was up. Paprika and Topaz stood up, Solia staying in Pap’s arms while Luna reached to get down. As soon as Topaz set her on the ground, Luna swiftly shuffled away, immediately going to continue practicing her trapeze routine.
“Y’know you gotta go back to practice sometime, right?” Paprika teased Solia, who nodded in her arms. She chuckled, setting the alien down. She went to start practicing, too.
Topaz walked over to Paprika, leaning in to say, “We gotta do that more often. That was adorable.”
Paprika chuckled. “Yes, I agree. I think they liked it, too. At least Solia did.”
“Yeah, Luna didn’t mind it. She was flustered, though!” Topaz and Paprika laughed.
“Back to work, you two! No dilly-dallying, lollygagging, or horsing around! You know the rules!” Temper went to scold Topaz and Paprika. They both rolled their eyes.
“Yes, Temper.” They said in unison, both going their own ways to practice their routines for next week.
Next week would be a long one for all of the performers. That, as well as one filled with lots of laughter for Solia and Luna.