Howdy Everyone! This is a fic I’ve had in the works for several weeks now and I’m so happy I can share it with you all! A gift for a very dear friend of mine they know who they are. And I hope this can be enjoyed by others too. PHM lowkey gets a grip on everyone eventually…
Lee!Grace
Ler: Rocky (and Armando technically…)
Word Count: 5,000
The astrophage powered ship drifted slowly into the dark abyss of space, eleven years, ten months, many weeks, and days away from human contact. Too far away from the sun to provide much if not any warmth to the uncertified astronaut that slept soundly in his berth. At least as sound as he could be after all. Mary the ship's AI or robot if you would call her had already set the coffee machine on its cleaning cycle. Armando grabbed a goofy mug from a storage compartment underneath the machine. It was caramel flavored in the way the man liked it. They knew of course. They both knew everything they possibly could about Ryland Grace. It was programmed into their data center after all.
The science teacher's leg was dangling off the side of the bed. He had really stupid socks on too. Mismatched with a rainbow pattern halfway off his foot, and a bumble bee pattern. Due to the tossing and turning he usually did in his sleep. He was definitely more comfortable compared to how he was months and even years prior. To be fair he did have a tube up his butt and a mask on his face so this was certainly an improvement. The tube down his throat also wasn’t great…This sleep however he had a new person to be by his side. Or in Grace’s case, an eridian. Watching him sleep for as long as he needed to. It was in his nature after all. And the human meant a lot to him. The alien had been keeping track of how long Grace usually slept for. He was told 29,000 seconds but he always seemed to be getting less sleep than that. It confused Rocky. Yet every time, after hours of waiting. Professor Ryland Grace always woke up.
The man slowly slid open from his drowsy state, his blue eyes meeting the darkness of the ship. Another reminder that he wasn’t home yet…except he was never going home. This was his life now, and he had to make the most of it.
“Grace Awake!” The eridian enthusiastically chirped yet was translated through the computer system. He hovered around Grace in his hamster like ball. “How sleep, Question?”
Grace rubbed his eyes gently and yawned with a wide open mouth, a voice crack along with a squeak or two slipping out in the process. Taking his time to fully gain his consciousness back before responding to the eridian. Rocky would usually wait as long as he needed anyways.
“I slept good pal…had an interesting dream…”
Rocky seemed to tilt his head to the side like a curious puppy. Something the alien seemed to do when he had inclined interest. “Rocky not understand new word.” He huffed out softly, rolling around a little bit in his ‘ball’
“Ah right, dream. Well I guess they're what we see when humans sleep. Like a memory or want that we think about.” Grace pulled himself out from the sandwich of blankets on his bed and slowly walked over to the computer on a nearby table. Scratching his side and grabbing the glasses that laid next to it, placing them on his nose bridge and along his ears. Rocky followed him like a puppy wherever he went, always close behind the teacher. Grace didn’t necessarily see him as such after all. He had grown very fond of him and saw him more so as an equal over a pet. That’s just not what he was to the man.
“Rocky not have dreams. Sounds interesting. What Grace dream, Question?”
Grace ran a hand through his locks of hair at the question, trying to piece the dream back together. “It wasn’t anything very special, it was almost like a memory if anything. Just something simple I guess. Leaning out the window of my old apartment and watching the sunset…It was a little blurry but I could almost smell everything. I miss it.”
“Rocky bedroom had window too. It beautiful when look out.”
The man smiled softly. “I can only imagine my friend.”
The astro(not) sluggishly slipped out of his sleeping quarters with Rocky close behind. Happy for a cup of coffee to help wake him up and get him going. A taste that reminded him of the periods before he began to teach for the day. A cup already brewed and ready by the help of Mary. The smell was enough to already get the sleepiness buzzing out of his brain. Rocky plopped himself on the ground and tapped his claw onto the glass.
“Grace teach Rocky today?”
Grace took a sip of his coffee, wiping the creamy residue from his mustache. “Hm? What in particular do you wanna learn? You need to be a little more specific buddy.”
The eridian seemed to be making noises which the computer system was unable to translate. It could almost be taken as he was thinking. Similar to how a human hums…
“Grace promised human anatomy.”
Grace chuckled softly under his breath, patting the top of Rocky's multi sided ball as he made his way into the medical sector of the space ship. “Right right, I suppose I did.” Should not be much different than teaching a middle school anatomy course for health class…right? The school teacher had promised Rocky that the next time Mary and Armando gave him a physical exam that he would let Rocky watch and answer any questions he had lingering in his little rock head. Leaving the alien to wait impatiently for several days, but now was finally the time to do so. Ryland Grace was often trying to avoid these check ups as much as he could, for they were deemed unnecessary and “childish” for him. Even though deep down he knew he needed them. Especially when he was so engulfed in his experiments with Rocky that he forgot to eat and would fast more regularly. Needing help to get back on track with his eating habits and general wellness needs. He had the mentality of, ‘If I don’t eat then I’ll be able to survive longer!’ Which was not healthy in the slightest….
The alien chirped in delight as he skittered around Grace and pushed past him to their destination. Getting launched into the air just a few inches as he ran over a thick binder filled with lots of papers. Anxiously awaiting his lesson from his favorite human. Grace weaved through all the objects scattered across the flooring, making sure not to spill his coffee and burn himself. He really needed to clean some time soon… Eventually finding his spot on a chair next to the robot-like appendage better known as ‘Armando.’ voiced over by the AI Mary. .
“Hello, Ryland Grace. Thank you for remembering your medical exam today. Would you like the eridian to remain present?”-
“Rocky want to watch! Statement.” She was quickly cut off by the eager rock-like-alien. Almost shushing her with a waving claw in the air. Bouncing up and down on his many appendages inside his ball. Nearly knocking over a desk in the process.
“He’s more than fine staying, I don’t mind really. Please just start the procedure. I've been dreading this…” Grace was very aware that he had been fasting a lot as of recently and it had led him to be far more fatigued than usual. He wasn’t necessarily skinny just yet, for the amount of time he was in space unconscious his body had burned a lot of the belly fat he had. Which wasn’t necessarily a horrible thing he thought. If you ignore the fact that the coma was forced onto him…at this point and time however, Grace was unaware of this. After a blood drawing from Mary and a scan of his glucose levels. As well as many questions from Rocky. Mary could quickly take note of the fact that Grace was not getting enough nutrients that was enough to sustain him. Leaving the man exhausted and anxious. Not good for anyone, especially an isolated astronaut.
“Ryland Grace, you haven't been meeting your protein and vitamin intake properly since our last check in. We will need to do an abdominal ultrasound before we continue to the next step of the check in.”
Said man's eyes rolled so slowly to face the AI like an exaggerated girl denied to visit her boyfriend's house. Before a shyly smug smile spread across his face. “Can I promise you I’m not pregnant?” A fading and forced laugh coming from him. The Ai provided no response.
“Is Grace expecting young? Question” Rocky asked excitedly, rolling around and pent up with too much energy.
Grace couldn't help but burst out into a genuine chuckle. Hiding his smile behind his fist. “Noho- no I'm not. I was making jokes. Mary has to do something that is usually done to expecting mothers. But it can be done for other procedures. She needs it to look at my intestines to see if everything looks the way it's supposed to. However I’m not very excited about it…”
Rocky seemed to nod his head or body in understanding. “A joke, yes, Rocky understands now. Statement. ♫♩♬~♫♩♬” Followed by a series of untranslated sounds that could almost be interpreted as laughter even if Rocky didn’t necessarily understand the initial joke very well.
Grace was for some reason dragging out the procedure as long as he could. His fingers pinching and fiddling with the orange pants that covered his legs. He knew it wouldn’t hurt…that was apparent. Mary never did anything to intentionally hurt Grace on purpose at least. There was an accident here or there but this test would be entirely painless. So why were the sides of his head slightly damp with sweat? Because he had done this weeks back before Rocky was not in the picture. And it tickled. And he knew Rocky was going to ask about it. There was no way to get out of it either.
The mechanical arm Armando from the ship grabbed some supplies off to the side of where Grace was sitting. The only noise in the room being the patting of the man’s hands on his thighs. A form of stimming he began to do again once he became more comfortable around Rocky. No reason for him to judge after all, he was just an alien with a kinder spirit than most humans Grace had ever met.
“Ryland Grace, please lay back in your seat and lift your shirt for the abdominal exam to begin.”
Great he was going to have to do it himself…that made his ears turn a little red. Just from the inner anticipation of it all. This was just making him feel stupid. There was nothing to be worried about.
“Must we really have to do this? I mean come on don’t you have enough information?”-
Rocky came close to Grace, his protective ball coming in contact with the teacher's leg. “Grace scared Mary will hurt Grace? Question…”
Now he was really backed into a corner, something he couldn’t get out of. “No bud It’s just…” He paused and corrected himself. “N-No not at all buddy.” It took Grace a few seconds but he pinched the hem of his “I make science jokes periodically” shirt and pulled it up to let his stomach show to the robot, as well as Rocky. Armando grabbed a bottle of gel nearby and with precise accuracy applied the cold gel onto the end of the wand. Before slowly lowering it onto the man's bare skin. A brief squeak coming from Grace at the sudden cold touch. Armando was completely unfazed as Mary took in data on the nearby screen and slowly began to circle the wand around his abdomen. Rocky however had a different reaction…
“IS GRACE OKAY? What noise question!?” He chirped, worried that Grace was trying to hide his pain from him. Yet when Rocky looked at Grace again there didn’t seem to be any signs of discomfort, at least in a way showing pain. Grace's knees were slightly lifted off the ground and unconsciously trying to protect his torso…interesting. He was holding his breath and his ears were turning a strange hue…funny. Rocky couldn’t see this however of course. Due to the way he sees things. Color was something he couldn’t. Only white and black. His glasses were sliding down his nose bridge and his shoulders shook. But what would have been triggering such a reaction from the man?
“Ihi’m fine pal I-I promise. Mary are we almost dohone?”- He snickered through his teeth as Mary made no changes to have Armando move away from Grace’s middle. Seeming to actually be spreading the gel and wand around in bigger circles. Grazing his belly button for just a second, making the man slap a hand over his mouth.
“No Grace, the procedure will be done in no more than three minutes, it has been forty five seconds. It is normal for you to feel ticklish during this procedure but please remain still or we will have to restart.”
The way that Grace reacted was very much so how a child would react to such a grown procedure. It was rather endearing to see a full grown man act this childish over something so simple. Rocky couldn’t help but make a connection to the pebbles back on Erid. It made Rocky’s curiosity only grow bigger and form more questions.
“Why Grace laughing? And what is new word….Question…”
Oh god now Grace was only getting more embarrassed as the time kept ticking and ticking and more things were being added to it all. A long groan came from the man as he dragged his palms down his cheeks. His tummy sucking in just a little trying to get away from the cold gel and wand. Yet still trying his best to stay still as possible.
“I-Ihit’s a huhumahan thing! Ihi don’t know ihif I cahan do this, Mahary!”- Grace hiccuped as he held his forehead to his palm.
“Just twenty more seconds, Ryland Grace. We will be done soon.”
From Grace's words it became confusing for him to tell whether or not Grace was disliking this. Yet when he looked up at Grace through echolocation he couldn't help but notice everything. The wide smile. The genuine and soft laughter coming from him. Not making an effort to physically stop Mary…was Grace enjoying himself?
After what felt like an eternity to Grace the ultrasound was over and Mary needed all the information she needed to improve Grace’s health. She gave him the run down on what he needed to do for the next few weeks to get him feeling healthier and better. Yet everything she told him was practically going in one ear and out the other. It took some time for Grace’s cheeks and ears to fade from their pinkish hue and to get his breath back. All he could do now was hope Rocky wouldn’t ask about it…Not like he would have minded of course. He missed such affections especially if it wasn’t coming from a robot. He had memories of being tickled by his friends in grade school. How happy it made him…He missed times like that. When he was able to just for a moment look back at his life on earth and remember what he was really doing this for. His students. He missed them.
It had been a few days or so since Grace’s medical exam from Mary and Armando. Yet for some reason he was acting…off…not in any bad way that mattered of course. Rocky just couldn’t help but notice the little behaviours he had never seen the science teacher do before. When he was watching him sleep before Grace had actually drifted off, he had been tracing his fingers along his arm and down his sides. So slow and so softly…interesting ...Tracing his face and sides of his jawline with a pencil while he was working on a formula for astrophage…familiar…Tapping his sides while he seemed to be pondering something…his foot tapping on the floor…intriguing...Rocky wanted to try something.
At this current point in time Grace had his feet propped up onto a table, he had literally no motivation to do anything at all for this mission. He sometimes had days like this. He wasn’t going to force himself. Simply having a computer laid across his lap and a manatee documentary playing. He missed going to aquariums and seeing them. Fat little sea cows that made him smile. The way they ate sea grass always got a chuckle out of him ever since he was little. Watch a video of them eating and thank me later.
Rocky rolled into his friend’s space, sitting down next to the man and curiously watching the computer next to Grace. A smile forming on the human’s face.
“Hey pal, you screen peaking?”
“Yes, very interesting animal. Rocky have question for Grace. Statement.”
Said man patted the top of Rocky's ball, pausing his documentary and coming down from his chair to sit criss-cross in front of Rocky at ‘eye level’. “Go right ahead, my friend.” He replied whilst taking a sip of yet another cup of coffee. His second one for the day. One would think that he would take it more seriously to drink water more but the taste was so bland he couldn’t enjoy it much.
“Would Grace like Rocky to tickle Grace? Question…”
The simple question shocked Grace so much that he stopped mid drink and shook his head a bit. Taking a concerning amount of time to properly respond to the alien. Holding the coffee in his mouth before swallowing. His speech became just a bit noticeably stuttered and slurred.
“I uhum- why would- AHEM what’s got you asking me that?” Now this was a question he was dragging out for the past few days and it had finally caught up to him. Crap.
Rocky rolled closer to the man and sat right in front of Grace. The xenonite ball touching Grace's knees.
“Grace seem sad lately. When Mary tickle Grace, Grace look happy. Rocky want to make Grace happy.”
The astro(not) simply sat there for some time, pondering the question and the idea. The way Rocky was being so genuine about it with his reasoning. If he had the time to think about it he never actually tolerated the idea. He actually did enjoy it…but the idea of being embarrassed on top of it at his big age was enough to make him fidgety. Yet how could he say no to his friend? Sliding his glasses back up his nose bridge and nibbling at his lower lip he gave a response.
“Well if…youre genuinely curious… and you w-want to… I suppose…”
The eridian perked up instantly onto his appendages. Tapping his claws onto the flooring of his ball vibrating in excitement.
“Grace teach Rocky how!”
Grace couldn’t help but worry that he was going to regret this…well too late now. His thumb pressed and spread across his eyebrow with a huff of air coming from him. How on earth was he supposed to TEACH someone to tickle him? He had no idea, but he would figure it out as he went along.
“Well I guess you kinda just uhmm…” He cleared his throat. “Lightly touch someone in a place they're sensitive. And the uh, louder they laugh the more ti…sensitive they are in that place.”
“I see. Where should Rocky tickle Grace?”
That dreaded word. Rocky was going to keep saying it over and over and Grace could hardly mutter the first few letters of it…
“I think that anywhere would work really- I’m well…I don’t think it matters where”- Gods how hard was it for him to simply speak right now. The poor guy.
Rocky seemed to laugh at Grace's actions. Not in a negative demeanor in any way. Instead one of interest and curiosity.
“Grace is acting funny. Grace’s face is red. Statement” Grace’s cheeks were in fact painted with a warm shade of pink.
‘Y-Yes Rocky I am very aware…It’s a thing humans do when they are embarrassed….”
“Is Grace embarrassed? Can Rocky try to tickle Grace? Question…”
Grace didn’t answer. Simply pushing his look outwards and looking at a nearby wall. Getting a twitter from the Eridian, he moved closer to Grace. His front claws push out of the mesh like material in the Xenonite ball. Hovering over the tops of Grace’s knee caps momentarily. The teacher's heart beat was seemingly louder to Rocky than a few minutes ago…humans are so interesting…After a little bit of time however, the man nodded to both of the questions. Giving Rocky the go to.
The aliens' claws were softer when peeking through the mesh, it made them have a bit of cushion. Not as much as human hands however. Rocky’s claws oh so gently grabbed onto the tops of Grace’s knee caps. One of his claws accidentally dug into the soft dip of his knee. Not expecting much of any reaction at first. Being rather surprised however at a squeak from the man and a kick of his knee. A noise that Rocky had never heard from the human before. Rolling backwards from the force of the kick being followed by many apologies from Grace.
“O-OH MY GOD!- Sorry! I’m sorry bud I promise you I didn’t mean to do that, honest…”
Rocky quickly came back to his feet and rolled over to Grace.
“What was noise! Rocky, try again, Please! Yes!”
He had gotten up so fast his glasses had fallen down his nose bridge and dangled on his ears. Quickly getting backed up into a corner by Rocky as he followed him around. Sliding down the wall and nervously chuckling.
“Ihi uhum….hey Rohocky buhuddy why not um…”
“Yes Grace?”
He was unable to get any more words out of him at the time. Instead, slowly taking his time to pinch the end of his shirt. Fiddling with the hem of it. Before very….very slowly lifting it. His soft skin showing to the alien and sinking into his shoulders. His happy trail peeking out, a soft warm glow similar to his cheeks. It was rather endearing…
Rocky was overjoyed by this act. It reminded him of when he was doing the medical procedure a few days ago. Rocky rolled closer to Grace and made sure to sit down firmly in his ball so he couldn’t get rolled away. He was heavy enough after all. His claws coming out from the mesh again and slowly going to grab onto Grace’s sides. The slow motion of it made the man unconsciously suck in his belly. Rocky didn’t even KNOW how to tease and somehow that made what he was doing worse and worked on the poor guy so well. The Eridian’s claws made their descent on his sides and gently did as Grace said to do earlier. Almost kneading his paw pads into the soft skin. Tapping the tips of his fingers. This resorted to pulling a squeal from the man. Throwing his head back a little and darting his hands to hold onto the ‘wrists’ of Rocky’s paws.
“GYEEhehe! Oho jeheeEEZ!”
Rocky trilled almost like a feline, something the alien didn’t know anything about. His little claws opened and closed on the man’s sides like a claw machine awaiting to grab its prize. Yet the only prize Rocky wanted was Grace's smile and laughter. By the way it was going. This was working.
“Why are humans ticklish, question?”
Grace knew what the answer was but it was a little difficult for him to get the words out through his giggling. Bitting his lip as Rocky’s fingers kneaded at the tops of his hip bones. A genuine and hearty laugh coming from the teacher. Throwing his head up and back just a little. Rocky stopped briefly so he could get a clear answer from Grace. He was using this as a learning lesson after all.
“Ihihit’s a defehense mechanism *hic*! Thaht lhets us protect our impohortant places. L-Like our intestines or areas that have easy access to the heart. Like the stomach or underarms…It’s not inherently a bad thing however. It can be an act of play…well…trust bonding I suppose. I guess it’s a bit of a social behaviour.” Grace rubbed his now glowing yet prickly cheeks.
The alien was listening intently to Grace’s words, analysing and applying everything to what he was saying. He remembered the anatomy lesson Grace gave him a few days ago…And Grace had practically just handed Rocky a scroll of where to tickle him…
“Rocky understands. Human Culture....” The way the computer picked up the way he said it…it was almost high pitched and playful in a way. Funny.
As soon as Rocky finished his sentence Grace practically jolted as Rocky's digits traveled from his sides to his belly. Pinching and prodding at the squishy skin curiously.
“GYAHA- *snort* ROHohocky!- Thahat whahasn’t an ihinvitAHATION!!-” Grace chortled and slid all the way down to the floor now. Hugging onto his shoulders as his glasses slipped off his nose. Only dangled only on one of his ears now.
“WHAT NOISE? Grace made a funny noise statement!” He was absolutely elated at the sound! He just had to hear it again… “Humans are so soft…why Grace soft squishy, question?”
Grace was far too flustered by the bombardment of questions from his friend. Pulling his glasses from his face and hiding his eyes and mouth the best he could behind his hand. His belly bouncing up and down against Rocky's claws and paw pads. Rocky wasn’t able to directly touch Grace due to the xenonite unfortunately separating them. Yet there was a joyful closeness that radiated from the alien. His incoherent chirps sounded like an excited animal that was a mix of so many different species. Grace was hardly able to focus on anything other than the electric tingles that scattered across his middle and the butterflies swirling around his tummy.
“Oho gohosh! Ihit tihickles buhHUHUDDY!- *snort*!” Grace whined into his hands, curling his legs around the xenonite ball and scrunching up and into his shoulders. Shaking with laughter. He didn’t ever think he’d be tickled by an alien rock…now that was an original thought….
Rocky gently poked at the soft spot underneath Grace’s belly button. Pinching at the soft surface and squishing the side of the man’s belly. A high pitched squeal coming from the man. Not a very manly sound, followed by a loud snort as he scrunched up his nose. The noise only made Rocky want to tickle said spot more. Gently poking at the man’s tummy button a few times.
“Why Grace have hole in stomach, question?”
“DYEE- *hic* HEHE! Ihit’s *snort* Aha bihHIRTH THIHING!”
The Eridian’s fingers patted on Grace’s belly, giving him a bit of time to get his breath back. Happily tapping all his paws on the ground.
“Ihit’s nahat a bahad thihing…ahall *hic* people hahave it…at leheast usually…” Grace wheezed softly, rubbing his tummy.
Grace removed his hands from his face and took a few deep breaths. Placing his glasses back onto his face. His leftover giggles still made them slide down his nose bridge. He had to admit he was actually rather cheerful…the most he’d felt in a long time since being on Project Hail Mary. It was a good change of pace.
“Yehes buddy…I’m hahappy…”
“Can Rocky tickle Grace a little longer, question?”
Grace propped himself up onto his elbows, letting out a long breath of air. Thinking…his ears are definitely burning with heat by now.
“Ihi uhmm…” He pondered for a moment…he was really enjoying himself…almost as much as Rocky was… “Goho right ahead pahal…I don’t mind..”
Rocky almost in an instant shot his hands up into Grace’s armpits. Gently scratching his digits into the following area from an unsuspecting Grace. Rocky thought that his friends' laugh was loud before. He was mistaken.
“DYAHAHAH!- *snort* ROHOCKY!- N-NOHO WAIHAIT!”
Grace was terrified of tossing Rocky across the room again, yet needing some way of grounding himself. Quickly deciding on hugging onto Rocky’s ball and wrapping his legs around it. Like a kid hugging onto a Target bouncy ball that was much too big for them. The downside to this however was he exposed his underarms more to the relentless little alien. Not like he minded however…maybe he did it on purpose. Who knows…
“Grace laughter is louder. Is more ticklish question?” The alien asked while the poor man belly laughed, smushing his cheek into the xenonite glass.
“YEHEHES!- GYEHAHAH!- *hic*!-”
Rocky's paws fluttered and danced around the hollow area. Quickly picking up on the areas that were more sensitive due to the escalation of laughter and quick jolts. Grace rubbed his face against the ball Rocky was kept in. Kicking his feet just a bit as a form of stimming. After a bit more time however Rocky stopped his attack, instead hugging Grace through the ball’s mesh. Chirping and purring with delight.
“Happy Happy Happy…Did Grace have fun question?”
Grace kept his embrace against ‘Rocky’, taking in slow breaths of air and with one arm wrapping around his belly. It was now filled with a warm and fuzzy feeling. One that didn’t compare to the ones he got when he was drunk. This might be his replacement for Vodka for a while…
A shared childhood experience for us in the community is having to listen to other kids describe tickling and how much they hate it and how it's torture and having to nod along to that despite knowing that deep down you love it. And that's weird. Because you don't even know why you like it so much in the first place, everyone else seems to hate it and not think about it as much as you do.
You just think it's a nice and cute way of bonding with another person.
You're understood now. Remember that. There are others who went through the exact same thing. You weren't alone, kiddo.
putting a necklace on a lee but the lee in question is a bittt too sensitive :3
lee / lee pov
ler / ler pov
“can you put this on me??? please??”
they hand over the silver necklace, fidgeting with their hair
“and you’re trusting me with this?? are you sureee?…cuz yknow your neck is super t-“
“JUST DO IT BEFORE I CHANGE MY MIND”
“ookayy”
they carefully put the necklace on them, feeling flinches and squirms every time their fingers “accidentally” brush across their neck. after the third time running their tickly nails down their neck and playing it off as yet another accident they watch them slowly turn around to glare
“don’t look at me like thattt, don’t forget that you INSISTED that i did this, and you are also the one who’s ti-“
“i didnt insist anything!! and you’re the one doing a terrible job at putting this thing on”
a switch clicks in their head hearing this bratty tone, a plan starting to form and a smirk slowly appearing on their face
“oh REALLY? is that the case? cuz i actually think that it’s the necklaces fault !”
“oh shut uppp”
they roll their eyes while smirking, that whiney “shut up” only confirming their sentence. they clasp the chain shut and discreetly slide their hands underneath the loose necklace
“oh would you look at thatt!! i think this little necklace has my hands stuck! i guess that leaves me with no choice other then to…”
“it’s not stuck, you put your hands under there on PUHURPOSE, HEHEY!!!”
they burst into giggles as they feel ticklish sensations run all over their neck, they catch a glance at their tickler while trying to squirm away, seeing them smiling playfully
“awww does that tickle tickle tickleee? since you were too flustered to let me say tickle earlier i guess i should get it all out now.. tickle tickle tickle tickle tickle~!”
the necklace slides off in the midsts of this attack, being forgotten on the floor as helpless laughs continue to ring throughout the room
