Noodle's Questions
Hey gigglers! I haven't written a tickle fic in foreverrr, but here is a little something I whipped up. I hope you enjoy! (Teases inspired by @just-a-fluffy-knight)
Fandom: Wonka
Characters: Willy, Noodle
Summary: There is a lot that Noodle doesn't know, and a lot that Wonka can teach her.
Note: This is a tickle fic. If that's not your thing, keep scrolling.
"Willy, I have a question", Noodle posed, sitting up straight. She and Wonka had been lying down next to each other on the candy-grass of Wonka's factory, recovering from the effects of tens of different magical chocolates.
"Yeah?" Wonka responded absent-mindedly, still lying down in a half-doze.
"Well you know how chocolate is brown because of the coco. Well where does white chocolate come from?"
Wonka snickered, "That is a very good question young lady. I guess I'll show you". However, Wonka was making no effort to sit up. Noodle, after patiently waiting for the demonstration for about ten seconds and receiving nothing, poked Wonka's stomach in an attempt to get his attention.
"Willy?"
"EEP! Yes?"
Noodle chuckled at Wonka's response before rolling her eyes. Honestly, Willy could be so weird sometimes. "Willy, the demonstration?"
"Oh, yes", Willy said sheepishly, sitting up, taking off his hat and reaching inside it, pulling out a square of regular milk chocolate and a small jar with what looked like a bee inside. Incredibly confused, Noodle watched as Wonka opened the jar and released the bug.
"Watch this", he said with a grin as the bug flew around the chocolate, sprinkling a kind of dust which, after a few moments, turned it white. Noodle's eyes widened in realization, "Ohhhh! That's so cool Willy!"
Wonka smiled, "your welcome", before lying back down.
A few minutes passed before Noodle's inquisitiveness returned.
"Willy?"
"Yeah?"
"What did you see earlier?"
"Huh?"
"You know, earlier when you squeaked. What did you see? Should I be concerned?"
"Ohhh", Wonka said in realization, his cheeks going a little pink. "Nothing Noodle, don't worry about it".
Noodle rolled her eyes, poking him in the stomach again, "Wonkaaaaa".
Willy squeaked just as he had before, causing Noodle to instinctively jump and look up at the sky, trying to find the source of her friend's fright.
Wonka sat up abruptly, "Ok Noodle, you know that curiosity killed the cat"
"What cat?" Noodle asked. Having grown up at Scrubbit's and with no family, there were a lot of things that Noodle didn't know. She could read and write and do mathematics just fine, but had never done anything like play or sing or eat sweets or use silly phrases until she had met Wonka.
Wonka sighed in an exaggerated way - "If you must know, Noodle, I'm just a bit ticklish there"
Noodle raised an eyebrow, "Your what?"
Wonka's cheeks went dark red, "Ya know, ticklish". He perched his knees up before his torso, looking away and pretending to be distracted by something in the distance.
"Ticklish? That doesn't ring a bell". Wonka looked aside at her face for one second, catching that she was dead serious, before turning away again. How could he explain tickling?
"W-well", he stuttered, once again looking away, "It means I'm sensative. Like, if you touch my tummy I might react like that. It's nothing".
Catching on to Wonka's embarrassment, Noodle smirked and thought she might have a little fun.
"Oh, like this?" She poked his stomach again, and he let out and even louder squeak than before, and, in a swift motion, he tackled her over so that she was lying on the grass below him. She screamed from his surprise outburst, but giggled as she saw him sitting above her, looking down at her with the most flushed look she had ever seen.
"Oh, okay, you want to have some fun huh?". Just than, he scribbled all ten of his fingers into Noodle's sides, and, in an instant, she burst into high pitched giggles.
"Willy!", she cried, scrunching up her face and slightly kicking her legs.
"Wo-hoa-hoa", Wonka said, scuttering his fingers across her belly, "I thought you would be ticklish, but this ticklish?"
Noodle giggles got higher pitched as Wonka moved spots, her swatting away lightly at his hands to protect her belly.
"Are you ok with this Noodle?", Wonka asked, wanting to make sure he wasn't crossing any boundaries. Noodle nodded as she continued giggling, before turning onto her side, trapping Willy's hand.
"Hey!", he said, "Get back here Apple Stroodle!". Noodle chuckled at the nickname, before Willy flipped her over again and started gently squeezing her knees. Noodle immediately collapsed into full on belly laughs, rocking back and fourth.
"Ahaha! Willyhyhyhyhy!"
Wonka looked down at her with an evil smirk, "Well well well, looks like I hit a bad spot huh Noodle?"
Noodle's cheeks went red. This was her first time being tickled, and she'd be lying if she said it wasn't fun. She felt completely carefree, as if she was eating one of Wonka's calm musical chocolates, although the accompaniment was her shrieks of laughter. Wonka moved on to reaching under her arms experimentally, and her chest sunk down a bit as her laughter lightened steadily into a trail of giggles. All the while Willy was smiling down at her, the girl's joy infectious, and feeling as happy as can be to see her in such a state.
After a few more seconds, Wonka stopped, afraid she would suffocate otherwise. She continued to giggle with phantom tickles and, once they wore off, she just chuckled, sat up and smiled at Wonka. Than, as if like a lion jumping at her pray, she jumped in to hug him, and this time Wonka's squeak was one of fright. The gesture was unexcepted, but Wonka rubbed her back gently.
When she separated from him, Noodle smiled, "I felt so loved. So connected. So bubbly! Thanks for teaching me about this Wonka, I'll have to tell my mum to do it with me sometime".
Wonka looked away once again, his embarrassment returning to him.
"It was such a silly sensation", she said with a laugh, before lying back down, gesturing Wonka to lie beside her. The older boy leaned back, putting his hands under his head like a pillow.
"Willy?"
"Yeah?"
"Didn't you say you were also ticklish?"
Wonka's eyes widened, and he immediately jumped in the air, running across the candy forest of his factory.
"Hey! Get back here Willy!", Noodle called out, standing up to run after him.
"You can't catch me!", Wonka teased, grabbing a chocolate tree branch and swinging himself up. Noodle ran up to the tree, standing at the bottom as Wonka sat triumphantly on a branch above her.
"Haha, nice try Noodle!"
Noodle rolled her eyes again and smiled, "I'll get you next time Willy!"
"Nu-uh", he responded, "there won't be a next time - I'm staying up in this tree for the rest of my life, I can make chocolate just fine from up here".
Noodle chuckled and rolled her eyes again, "Ok, whatever you say Willy". She knew he would have to come down eventually.
That's it! Thanks for reading (: Hope you liked it.