Everett’s writings

It was almost surreal seeing the princess of the Dark Cacao Kingdom before her eyes. For as long as Caramel Arrow Cookie could remember, she was nothing but a hushed whisper few dared to speak about- something of legend like the fountain of youth. In all honesty, Dark Choco Cookie was the only one brave enough to utter her name. The Watcher recalled how her prince would tell her his sister’s feats; tall tales of how she took down entire armies on her own with a hand tied behind her back, sweet stories of how she would play with the children of the kingdom the moment she had time to spare, and so many other kind things. In a way, he painted this picture of the princess. A portrait of an angel amongst normal cookies.

Yet, Light Choco Cookie herself dusted those legends away. Even if they held a nugget of truth, she tossed them away. She found humor in it, yes, but she denied it all at every turn. Was it out of humility… or shame?

The fire of the common area crackled softly as its embers glowed, illuminating the room with gentle streaks of oranges and yellows. Light Choco Cookie sat in front of the fire, watching it with a thoughtful gaze. Caramel Arrow Cookie was off for a while, so she took the time to watch the princess. The richness of her deeply-colored dough was complimented well by the light, she shined like gold in it’s presence. Each flicker reflected off the princess’ dark magenta eyes, it seemed as if it made them sparkle more. The Watcher felt a lump form in her throat… every legend she was told, every portrait she spent hours staring at, didn’t seem to hold a match to how beautiful the royal actually was.

“No wonder the people said she was perfect…” Caramel Arrow Cookie thought “I know I really shouldn’t, I should do something more useful, but perhaps it wouldn’t hurt to sit with her.”. She felt as her breath hitched in her throat the closer she got. It was so uncanny. So unreal. Was she just dreaming of this moment?

Light Choco Cookie’s ears perked up as she heard and felt the Watcher sitting next to her, “You again. Caramel Arrow Cookie, right?” She asked. Caramel Arrow Cookie nodded “That’s me. You don’t mind, do you?” She gave her a nervous smile. She shook her head “Not at all.” She said, turning her attention back to the flickering fireplace.

“She’s so calm and refined!” The Watcher thought, twirling her hair around her fingers, “Should I say something else to keep the conversation going? Should I leave her be?”. As she pondered, she didn’t even realize how she was staring.

“Coin for your thoughts?” The princess grinned a little, giving her a teasing look. Caramel Arrow Cookie froze for a moment. She stammered “Uh… I-I…” It was like every word in the dictionary left her head “Your smile’s really pretty.” She finally stated. Light Choco Cookie’s looked away, feeling a tad embarrassed, “It really isn’t, it’s crooked and my teeth are screwed up after years of getting punched in the face.” She said. It sounded like she was trying to rationalize her own insecurities. The archer frowned “That doesn’t mean it can’t be pretty.” She offered, still, Light Choco Cookie refused to answer or even face her.

Caramel Arrow Cookie scooted closer, trying to get just one more glimpse of her face, “My princess, please! I meant no offense, really, I’m so-“ Her words were cut off as she heard a tiny squeak. Her brows furrowed in confusion, then she looked down at her hands. Her fingers had found themselves on the princess’ hips. She pieced together the puzzle quickly, earning another squeak as she poked around the area to confirm her suspicions, “My princess, are you ticklish?” She chuckled softly.

“N-No!” Light Choco Cookie stammered “What would give you such a childish ideEEEEAAA?!” She squealed as she felt another series of pokes and squeezes. Giggles started pouring from her mouth as she desperately tried to cover them up. “Ehehehe! Hahahahaha! Hahaha! Stop it!” She demanded, writhing in the Watcher’s grasp.

Caramel Arrow Cookie began to grin from ear to ear, her every twitch of her fingers becoming more bold and deliberate. All the while, Light Choco Cookie had succumbed to her own laughter. “Kitchy kitchy koo! Kitchy kitchy koo!” Teased the Watcher, making the royal’s face blush even brighter, “Stahahahap! Hahahahaha! Hahahaha!”. Poor thing, there was no saving her now. Caramel Arrow Cookie started making the climb to trace over every spot she could reach, grinning widely as Light Choco Cookie began laughing even harder. In her desperate attempts to push her away, the hands that covered her mouth left their post, leaving that pretty smile in full view.

Sure, her teeth looked a little rough and it was crooked, but it was the most beautiful smile the Watcher had ever seen.

“NOT THERE!” Light Choco Cookie squealed “NOHOHOHOHAHAHA! HAHAHAHAHA! HEHAHAHA!” She tried so hard to protest, but by now every attempt was merely in vain. Caramel Arrow Cookie chuckled, scribbling her hands all over the princess’ ribs, “Right there? You want me to tickle you right there?” She snickered as the squeals and sweet giggles worsened. “NOHOO!” Light Choco Cookie tried grabbing her arms, only to miss repeatedly. Caramel Arrow Cookie began to feel more bold, leaning her head down to hover over the princess’ face, “You’re so cute!” She cooed “You can’t deny it now, can you? C’mon, admit it! Say you have the prettiest little smile.~”.

“NAHAHAHA! NOOO!”

“Aw, alright, you forced my hand.”

In a moment, the princess felt soft lips against her warm cheeks blowing down hard. She started laughing so hard! “NOHOHOTT! NO RASPBERRIEEEESS!! HAHAHAHAHA! HAHA- AHAHAHAHA!” She objected, but it didn’t even seem like she had the energy to do so anymore. Her squirming was starting to lessen, like her body itself was surrendering before she did. After all, the newfound combination of rib tickling and cheek raspberries was just too much! Yet, her pride didn’t wanna admit that just yet. “ENOHOHOHOUGH!” She cried “UNDIGNIFIED- HAHAHAHAHA! HAHAHAHA!” She strained so hard to put her usual persona back on, but she found it impossible.

“So cute!” Caramel Arrow Cookie gushed, not even realizing she said it aloud, “Oh, you’re so cute!” She continued.

Light Choco Cookie blushed even harder, the entirety of her face was a deep scarlet, “AM NOT!!” She retorted. The Watcher chuckled “Oh yeah? Would someone who’s not cute be laughing like that?” She teased, moving one of her arms aside for full rib and armpit access. The princess howled as she felt the Watcher doubling down on her efforts, “NOHOHO! HAHAHAHA! HAHAHANANA! STAHP!” She pleaded.

“Say it, then!~”

“I-IHHIHI! HAHAHA! I HAHAHAVE T-THE PRETTIEST SMIHIHILE!”

As soon as she waved the white flag of defeat, Caramel Arrow Cookie let her go. She gasped for air as she continued to giggle softly through the aftershocks, tears of laughter pricked her eyes and squeezed their way through. All the while, the archer continued to stare at her, she looked as if her breath had also been taken away.

Caramel Arrow Cookie chuckled softly “S-Sorry if I overdid it, your highness.” She apologized “I can let you get me back?” She offered.

…

“I’ll consider it.”

the end

Ler:

Oho… oh, he’s evil. The absolute peak of maliciousness and being a tease!

As a scientist, his every touch is careful and methodical. He takes his time and it is so torturous!

Feathery tracing along your each and every rib, slow swirls around and into your bellybutton, blowing on your ears or neck, all just to get that perfect reaction from you! He knows full well what he’s doing.

The twinkle in his eye and the grin on his face grow with every giggle, hearing the laughter gives him power!

As a scientist, his methods of teasing are less of the childish “kitchy kitchy koo”s and more of the interrogating kind.

”Does that tickle? How about this? Or that?”

”My, my, what a reaction! Could it be? Is this your worst spot?”

”Oh, I have to run more tests! I’m so close to a breakthrough!”

He takes so much glee in blushing faces! If you look closer, you can see his usual smile widening even further as he gazes upon your red cheeks. It’s his favorite kind of reaction.

Given his experience with kneading dough, it’s safe to say his hands are prepped and primed for tickles! He knows just how to dig into the right spots at the right times.

He practically never lets go until he wants to, or has to, depending on the context. You can threaten and kick and squeal as much as you like, but this man is a bear trap!

Strong. He can pin down even the squirmiest of lees with just a single hand!

Raspberries are a death sentence. He always takes the deepest breaths and blows the loudest, most tickly raspberries you can imagine!

Pats you on the back and ruffles your hair after he’s done, jokingly telling you how much of a good test subject you were. Depending on how soon he has to get back to work, he may or may not stick around a little longer to make sure you’re okay.

Lee:

Actually quite the ticklish guy. His hips, ribs, and palms are his absolute worst spots!

Laughs really loud and snorts a lot, will shove at you if you poke fun at him about it.

Very squirmy and pushy, he always tries to hold his lers at arm’s length. Given his strength, he is often successful with it. However, if you manage to knock him down, he won’t be able to run away for a bit. Seize him while you can!

His ribs are a death-spot, but it’s even worse when you sneak up under his lab coat. If you can manage that, prepare to be rewarded with plenty of giggles and pleas to stop.

His ears are actually a really bad spot, too. Normally because of his usual ear protection in the lab, and his height depending on how tall you yourself are, they’re pretty hard to reach. However, just the littlest brushing will absolutely knock him out!

He’s not exactly that prone to his voice cracking, except for if you get one of his spots. Then it does that a lot.

Cries out “Insubordination!” Or some other fancy word for it whenever he gets sneak attacked. Good lord, he cannot stand sneak attacks!

He talks a lot, but more often than not it’s drowned out by his laughter.

Do not tease this man, he will start laughing even harder! Or, actually, tease him. It’s cute.

Whenever you’re done with him, he usually scoffs and scolds you for horseplay in the lab. However, he doesn’t exactly say he hates being tickled.

That’s it!