Tenna gets small when he’s glooby. Perfect for picking up and tkling him silly with just one finger 😈
(Thank you so much for the asks!)
Today's show was a disaster! The contestants for the game show were goofing off and making jokes instead of answering questions. For the latest cowboy episode, the lasso scene became a disaster as it got tangled up and tripped a few pippins, shadowguys and zappers. For the cooking show, the cake was baked perfectly but Tenna tripped and fell, dropping the cake onto the floor.
As soon as the day was over, Tenna quickly left to his private room. He didn't realize Spamton was watching him.
After checking the ratings for today, Spamton quickly followed after Tenna. Today had a few mishaps, but it wasn't a disaster. The addison entered his partner's room.
"Tens?" Spamton called as peeped inside. Not here?
"H-here," Tenna squeaked from his nightstand. On his nightstand. The TV show host had shrunk down and was small enough to be picked up by the addison.
"Tens? You okay?" Spamton asked as he offered his hand for Tenna to climb on. The TV didn't say anything, but crawled onto the palm of the addison's hand.
"Ant?" Spamton asked, but no answer. The addison poked Tenna's belly, which rewarded him with a tiny squeak and a giggle, "Don't worry, Spamton G. Spamton knows a way to turn that frown upside down!"
"Ehehek!" Tenna squeaked before giggles bubbled from him as Spamton gently tickled his stomach, his sides, ribs and underarms. The tiny TV fell on his back and kicked his legs, laughing adorably as the addison continued to tickle him.
Spamton gently stroked Tenna's antennae, which caused the TV show was squeal before bubbly laughter poured out of him. After a few seconds, Tenna grew back to his full size and jumped onto his bed.
"Feeling better?" Spamton asked as he climbed onto Tenna's chest, "So, what's the matter, Ant?"
"Today was a disaster!" Tenna sobbed, "The game show, the cowboy show and the cooking show will surely be cancelled after the disaster we had today!!"
"A disaster? No, Ant," Spamton began as he reached over to gently stroked the top of Tenna's head, "The people loved today's game show. They thought it was quite funny. For today's cowboy episode, they loved the idea the sheriff wasn't always perfect with his lasso. For the cooking show, the audience thought it made sense since the chef would often run around,"
"R-really?" Tenna asked in a tiny, teary voice before Spamton pulled out a file and held up a page.
"This is today's ratings and the audiençe's response to it," Spamton grinned. Tenna looked surprised. Moments later, a flower bloomed from his noise.
"Oh, Spammy! The ratings are stupendous!" Tenna giggled warmly as he wrapped his arms around Spamton and gave him a hug before kissing all over his cheeks, "Thank you! Thank you!"
"hahaha! That tickles, Ant!" Spamton cackled before he playfully dug his fingers into Tenna's sides to receive a giggle, "And no more gloobiness on my watch!"
"Spammy! Eheek!" Tenna giggled as Spamton continued to tickle his sides and playfully stroke his antennae.
spam should slap a magnet on tenna's screen. see what happens. the magnet might make the big guy all loopy
[Thanks for the ask!]
Spamton grinned playfully as he hid the magnet in his pocket.
He heard that magnets did something odd to the screen of CRTs and was curious what it could do to Tenna.
"Hey, Spammy," Tenna grinned as he entered their shared office, "You wanted to speak to me?"
"Oh, I was just wondering something," Spamton began before gesturing Tenna to come closer. As the taller darkner leaned closer, the addison quickly slapped the magnet onto the screen, "What will the magnet do to ya? Let's find out,"
Tenna's screen already made odd patterns before he began to giggle goofily. The TV darkner struggled to stand before clumsily trying to sit on the ground, giggling goofily.
"Tens?" Spamton sounded concerned as he watched Tenna hug himself as giggling, "Ya okay?"
"Heheeh! It feeeheels teheeckleee! HAHAHAH!" the TV darkner laugh-snorted as his voice became warped, "Like my entire head and screehhens hehehehehehAHHAH beheeeing teeeheeckled! AHHAHAHAHHA!"
"Lemme get that off," Spamton offered as he tried to climb onto Tenna's lap, accidentally grabbing sensitive spots on the taller darkner's body.
"EEHeheke!! HAHAHAHA! C-careful!" Tenna squealed as Spamton's small fingers poked sensitive spots on his neck while he tried to reach for the magnet, "HAAHAHAHAH!"
"Al-almost got it!" the addison called as he grabbed the magnet and pulled it off and dropped it on the floor, nearly falling off. As he tried to correct himself, he grabbed the bauble of an antenna, making Tenna squeal loudly.
"HEHEHEHAHAHAH! NOOHOOT THERE! GEHEHET OFF!" the TV World ruler shrieked between laughter as the small addison gripped onto the bauble for dear life, "HAHAHAHHA! IT'S SENSITIVE!"
"Sensitive, ya say?" Spamton asked as he managed to climb onto Tenna's head, a playful tone in his voice.
"Spammy, don't ya da--hahahahHAHAHH!! EEHEHEK!" Tenna shrieked as he felt Spamton playfully stroke the baubles of his antennas and giving them gentle kisses and raspberries, "HAHAHAHAHH! NOOHOT THERE! ANYWHEHREH ELSE!!"
"I didn't even know you were ticklish," Spamton cackled playfully as he climbed down and hang onto Tenna's back like a bat before he began to tickle his sides and ribs, "Coochie coochie coo! That's for tickling me last week when I worked too late. Who woulda thought a tickle monster like ya is so ticklish?"
"HAHAHAHAHH! YEYYEHER MEEHENE!" Tenna squealed and shrieked as he felt his partner playfully tickle his ribs and any sensitive spots over his upper body, "YOU WERE SOOOHOO GRUMPEHEHEHEH AND NEEDDED A BREHEHEHAK! HAHAHHAHAHA! PLEEEHEESE!"
"Hmmm," Spamton pretended to think about it as Tenna was laughing goofily before he finally stopped and jumped off, "Okay! But, don't expect me to be merciful next time you tickle me! I'm still annoyed how you teased how cute my laugh is,"
"Hehe. But, your laugh is so cute," Tenna giggled as he playfully picked Spamton up and kissed him on top of his head.
"Hey, not the 'do!" the addison playfully protested before looking suspicious, "You're not angry at me? You're not gonna tickle, are ya?"
"Maybe a bit annoyed with the magnet, but I never knew I was ticklish before," Tenna admitted with a shrug as he didn't seem to notice Spamton's expression that was a mix of confusion and sadness, "Well, do ya want me to tickle ya?"
"M-maybe," Spamton blushed as he looked away, "But, not now. We're supposed to prepare some scripts for tomorrow's show,"
"Aww, okay," Tenna smiled warmly as he held Spamton closer to him, "Maybe after the scripts?"
"Yes, after the--hey!" Spamton squeaked when Tenna playfully poked his sides, "After the scripts, remember?"
Spamton didn't notice Tenna's playful grin as they headed towards the desk and started to work, the TV quite eager to be playful after work.
sum minispam shenangans perhaps? 🤔 u can pick for whatever au or jus basic even 😁
OG!Spamton for this one :3
Spamton wants to see how far he can push Tenna, not realizing he'll put himself into a ticklish situation.
Big Shot Era.
Spamton might trust his new business partner, but he had yet to see him lose his temper.
That made him uneasy. What would he do if something bad happens? Would he snap and injure him? Blame him? Frame him?
Well, Spamton decided to make up his mind and see how the gigantic TV reacts to being teased and poked. How far can he go and what he'll do. He can quickly leave if something goes wrong, right?
The addison pulled his chair closer to where the TV sat close to his desk. He was busy writing scripts for next week's show.
"Need help, Big guy?" Spamton asked. No answer. He asked again. Nope, no reply. So, he decided to poke the taller Darkner's side.
A squeak escaped Tenna's lips, sitting upright for a moment. He turned around before his expression softened.
"Oh, sorry, Spamton!" the show host apologized, "I need to get these scripts done before the end of the week. I didn't mean to ignore you,"
"Oh, that's fine! You can continue!" Spamton nodded as Tenna decided to continue with the script. The addison decided to try poking both of Tenna's sides and wiggle his fingers ever slightly into them.
"Aheh--cough!" the TV struggled to keep the giggles in, "Spam, I need to concentrate here,"
"Whatcha mean, Ant? I'm not doing anything!" Spamton chirped innocently.
As soon as Tenna turned his back, Spamton leaped onto the taller Darkner and scribbled his fingers all over Tenna's sides and ribs.
"Eeek!!" Tenna shrieked before he lost his balance and fell onto the floor. Spamton used the opportunity to attack his stomach as well, "Ehehe--hehehHAHAHAHA!! Spamehee!! HAHAHA!! It feeeeels fuhneheeeheee!!"
"That's 'cos it tickles, Boobtube!" the addison as he attacked the TV with tickles all over his body as he tried to figure out where he was most ticklish, "Tickle tickle tickle! Coochie coochie coo!"
"heheh!! HAHAHAHA!!" Tenna's giggles soon turned to loud, goofy laugh-snorts before they became loud, goofy belly laughs. He was kicking his legs.
"Not even begging for me to stop?" Spamton teased as he squeezed the strong abs of Tenna's stomach, which made the TV shriek before more laughter bubbled from him.
The big-shot stopped for a moment to try and move towards Tenna's lower body. As he did so, Tenna quickly grabbed his co-star. The addison squealed in surprise.
"Oh, no! No, you don't!" Tenna growled as he held his small co-star and held him closer, "What did you try to do, my mailman?"
"Tenna, buddy!" Spamton squeaked nervously, "I just wanted to make you laugh by tickling you. I was just curious if you're ticklish! Nothing more. Pinky promise,"
"That was tickling?" Tenna looked thoughtful for a moment before he wiggled his own fingers in the air, "Are you ticklish, Spammy?"
Spamton felt his entire face glow from anticipation and embarrassment. He shook his head frantically.
"I think someone's lying!" Tenna sang before his fingers attacked Spamton, rapidly looking for places where the addison was most ticklish.
Spamton shrieked before the goofiest cackles bubbled from him. He tried to wiggle away from the fingers, but it just encouraged Tenna to attack faster and even use his claws.
"Coochie coochie coo, my ticklish mailman!" Tenna cooed playfully as he attacked the armpits, ribs, sides and tummy. He laughed goofily along with his dear partner as he found his laugh to be adorable, "I should tickle you more often!"
"Yes, please!" Spamton's mental thought slipped between laughter, which caused the TV to suddenly stop, "Wh-what? Hehee,"
"Aww, I'll gladly tickle you more! You're so cute when you laugh--hey!" Tenna squeaked and jerked as Spamton tried to sneakily squeeze his sides, "I'm not ticklish!"
"Who's lying now?" Spamton chuckled.
Well, Spamton knows now Tenna is quite a gentle giant, willing to tickle him and quite ticklish.
