Swapton grumbled as he was testing some strange cuffs by his bedside while Tenna sat by the nightstand curiously.
"Wh-what are you doing, Spammsy?" Tenna finally asked.
"Just checking some tools and other gadgets I haven't used for awhile. Can't remember why I never used these cuffs before?" Spamton mumbled as he placed the cuffs on his wrists and made a fist, "They're supposed to make an addison unable to move and--"
Suddenly the odd cuffs glowed before they suddenly clung onto the bedpost as if it was magnetic, making a loud clang sound as Spamton's wrists now attached to the bedposts.
The addison was lying on his back, struggling to move, as if he was cuffed to the bedposts.
"Tens! Help!" Spamton called out in a small voice.
"Spammsy, I'll save you," the tiny TV called out as he quickly jumped onto the bed and began to climb onto the addison's belly.
"SNRK!" Spamton made a squeak as he felt small hands grip his sides, "C-careful, Tenny!"
Tenna looked confused for a moment before he climbed onto his boyfriend's belly. As he climbed onto the soft belly, the TV felt the addison's belly jerk at each touch.
As Tenna looked up to Spamton, he noticed how the addison bit his lower lip. The TV gently gripped the area of the stomach where he sat while he kept studying his boyfriend's face.
A snort escaped Spamton's lips before he bit his lip even harder. Tenna grinned playfully as he remembered back when they met the various Tennas and Spamtons from other universes and how the other Spamtons tickle attacked his boyfriend.
"Oh, Spammsy," Tenna cooed playfully as he pulled the shirt up to reveal his boyfriend's firm belly that had a bit of pudge, "Are you ticklish?"
"N-no! Don't you dare, Tenny! No-no!" Spamton shrieked as he watched in horror how Tenna wiggled his fingers threateningly before he brought them down and attacked his stomach with fast and nimble fingers, "SNRK! Gr---HhahahAHAHHAAHAHAHAH!!"
"What do you usually say when you tickle my tummy?" Tenna grinned playfully as he enjoyed hearing his boyfriend's goofy cackles, "Coochie coochie cooo~"
"No-no! Doohon't teeehese meeehee!" Spamton begged as a blush appeared on his face while he tried to hide his face in his shoulder, embarrassed of his laugh and being teased, "HhaahahHAHAHAHAHH!!"
"Aww, don't hide," Tenna cooed warmly as he leaned over and began to play Spamton's ribs like a piano. He was rewarded with the loudest shriek before cackles began louder, more desperate and higher-pitched, "Ya have a cute laugh. Wish I heard it more often,"
"Doohon't moock meee!" Spamton squealed as he struggled not to buck Tenna off of him. The last thing he wanted to do was to hurt his tiny boyfriend, "hehehHAAHHAHAHAHH! Nooohot there!"
"Oh! Then your feet?" Tenna suggested as he moved down to the socked feet, "You like tickling my feet and poor toes, so payback,"
"I-I only tickle them since they're you're most ticklish spots and I get your best laugh," Spamton giggled nervously, "My ribs are my worst spots,"
"Not fair," A playful huff came from the TV before he pulled his boyfriend's socks off and placed a hand in the spot between the big and second toe and began to playfully rake his fingers into the spot.
"HRK!" Spamton made a sound that's a mix of a squawk, a giggle and a snort. Okay, his toes and the areas between them might be his second most ticklish spots, "SNRK! T-tens!"
"Aww, your other toesies also want some tickles? Okay!" Tenna beamed warmly as his hands attacked the toes and in-between them, making Spamton shriek and giggle desperately, "Coochie coochie coo! Now I see why you love tickling me so much. It's so much fun,"
"ahahah!!HAHAHAHAHHAHA! Tenny, pleehese!" Spamton begged as loud cackles bubbled from him when his boyfriend played This Little Piggy rapidly,"EEEHEHHAHAHAHHA!!"
"Now, for the grand finale!" Tenna beamed as he moved towards the ribs before he picked his head up and placed his screen over them.
The TV blew the biggest raspberry he could muster over the ribs, making the addison scream on top of his lungs before wheezy, desperate cackles bubbled from him.
"Sttooop! Pleese! I can't!" Spamton begged between tears as he looked exhausted, "hehhee!"
"Okey-dokey, Spammy," Tenna smiled softly while he stopped, climbing up towards the cuffs before breaking them with a strong grip. He was out of breath afterwards, collapsing onto Spamton's chest.
"You have super strength?" Spamton sounded surprised as he checked the broken pieces before gently rubbing Tenna's head, "Thanks,"
"Used to have a lot more," Tenna admitted, "When the Benefactor bit my head off, it took away most of my strength and my ability to resize. I'm this tiny due to being extremely scared at that moment. Used most of my strength to carry my head,"
Spamton glanced at Tenna sadly before giving him a gentle rub on his back, making the tiny TV giggle.
"Can we cuddle, please?" Tenna asked, "Thinking sad thoughts made me extra glooby,"
Spamton nodded before cupping his hand over Tenna and rubbing his thumb over his back.
"W-wait, why did you strip me to my boxers and why am I tied up like this?" Tenna asked nervously as he noticed his almost-naked body's wrists were tied above his head and his ankles tied together. Tenna's own head was resting on the ground nearby.
"It's for a test I wanna do on ya," Spamton admitted as he placed a box onto the table and shuffled through it for something, "And I don't want ya to disappear,"
"I-it won't hurt, right?" the TV asked nervously as he eyed the box. What could be in there? Some torture tools?
"Ah-ha!" Spamton grinned as he suddenly pulled a fluffy feather from the box, "Got it! Now, for the test!"
"What?" Tenna asked as he glanced at the item in confused while Spamton twirled it between his fingers, "What type of test needs a feather?"
"You'll see!" the addison winked as a laughing ad popped up. Moments later, he leaned closer and began to gently wiggle the soft feather over the TV's armpits.
"SNRK!" Tenna made a strangled sound as he felt a strange sensation crawl from his armpits to his spine. It felt weird. He bit his lower lip as he struggled to keep a squeak down.
The addison couldn't help but grin mischievously as he brought the feather over the ribs, making the TV squeak and squirm.
"Hehehe!" a small titter slipped from Tenna as the screen tried to look away, a blush appearing, "Wh-what are yoohoo dohoohehheing?"
"What do ya think I'm doing?" Spamton asked cheekily as he brought the feather to the sides and scribbled the feather over them rapidly, "I'm testing to see if you're ticklish,"
"Teheeecklish? Hehee!! Feeheeheels funeeeheheh!" Tenna struggled badly to keep the giggles in, but they slipped out.
"Of course it does," the ruler of Ad World grinned as he attacked the stomach with the feather, "Wow, you must be extremely ticklish if a feather affects you so badly. You should've told me much sooner, like when we just met, y'know!"
"I-I didn't even--*snort* knoohoow I am--heheHAAHAA!!" Tenna shrieked as the feather danced over his feet from the toes to the heels, even in-between the tiny digits, "EEHEEK! HAHAHAH!!! TEEHEECKLES!!"
"Ooh, this must be your worst spot!" Spamton teased as he tickled the soles and toes, "Coochie Coochie Coo, my little Tenna. Don't hide that adorable laugh and smile!"
"EEHEEEK!! HAHAHA! *snort*" Tenna shrieked before giggle-laughing goofily as Spamton decided to add his fingers to gently tickle his body at random spots while attacking him with the feather, "Feeheels funeehee!"
"I really wanted to tickle torture ya, but I dunno anymore," the addison admitted as he gently raked his fingers over the soft belly which made the TV shriek before he laughed desperately, "I'm barely touching ya and you're in tears,"
"S-sorry," Tenna shyly apologized as Spamton stopped.
"Don't be sorry," Spamton spoke firmly yet gently as he stroked Tenna's head before untying his body, "No one really tickled ya before, besides me tickling ya last time. So, it'll be overwhelming for ya,"
"...So, you're not going to tickle me anymore?" the TV asked as Spamton picked him and his TV head up and held him gently in the palm of the Ad World's leader's hand, his disappointed dripping through his tone.
"You want me to?" Spamton asked in confusion before poking his stomach to make him giggle, "You like it?"
"I do," Tenna admitted shyly, "To both. Maybe it'll give me better endurance?"
"We'll see," Spamton grinned before giving Tenna a kiss on top of his head.
