maybe lee eret, ler foolish, and sides for the writing event?
“I aham tahahall! I d-do nohot nehehed thihis hehelp!”
“Yes, of course, you’re very tall.”
Foolish had needed to go out in search of material for his builds, but of course everything close around the SMP had been taken and stripped for materials so he had to travel out further. King Eret had seen Foolish on his way and offered to come help, which the totem God was grateful to. Everything went by so much faster when there was company.
The two had to traverse up a steep mountain and the plan was to mine down and take the materials that way. Even though they hadn’t started to gather the materials, the climb up was already the difficult part. Both Eret and Foolish were tall, but Foolish could easily grow himself to any size he needed and get over anything. Eret didn’t have such a luxury.
Foolish wasn’t cruel though, of course he’d help his friend climb up. He placed his hands around Eret’s waist, lifting her up to the next highest edge, but even just a light squeeze in to get a good grip sent the king giggling and curling into herself. It didn’t take long for Foolish to figure it out. Suddenly he was giddily eager to help up his friend.
“I don’t need help! I’m fihine with this one!”
“Nonsense! Don’t be silly!”
Foolish was instant to his help even though Eret was right. The ledge wasn’t too tall. Eret could easily pull himself up, but Foolish wouldn’t hear of it. He quickly came up behind the King, holding around his waist and hoisting him up again. Eret only slightly giggled, biting his lips to hold back the laughter bubbling in his throat. That just wouldn’t do for Foolish. His fingers once still, but slightly pushing in, now wiggled and kneaded into the King’s side.
“F-Foohoholihihish!!!” The strength left Eret’s arms, failing to pull himself. Instead he tried to use them to bat away the golden demi-god’s hands. “Fohohoholihihihihish lehet gohohohoho!”
“I have to help you up there, Eret! It would be so much easier if you’d stop squirming. You’re just a squirmy little guy!”
Eret curled up, his legs buckling under him and he fell to the ground with Foolish following. He continued kneading and tickling up and down the King’s sides, squeaking along with Eret’s deep laughter.