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Today had not been Varian’s best day. He’d ruined his blueprint for upgrades for his hot water system, spilled chemicals all over his ham sandwich, and just now he slipped and fell on the freshly waxed floor, much to Old Lady Crowley’s annoyance.

“You ignorant child! Can’t you see I just waxed there?! Hmmph, they should have left you to rot in prison, boy.”

That last comment was the last straw. Varian stood up, mumbled an apology, and walked off before the old crone saw his tears.

He kept his head down and walked straight into Rapunzel and Eugene, who steadied him with his hands on his shoulders.

Summary: Rapunzel discovers that Eugene is ticklish and uses it against him.

Rapunzel and Eugene were just sitting in Rapunzel's room together. Now that Rapunzel's hair has grown back, she's been thinking of what to do with it. Just then an idea struck her. Sure it was childish, but Rapunzel was curious. She reached over and poked Eugene's side, making him jump a little. Rapunzel giggled to herself about his reaction.

"What was that cute reaction?" Rapunzel joked, smiling. Eugene was at a loss for words.

"Uh... I dunno..." he said, blushing. "Nothing..."

"Didn't sound like nothing!" Rapunzel said, tying his wrists together behind his back and his ankles together with her hair.

"Rapunzel, what is the meaning of this?" Eugene asked, now immobile.

"Tell me, Eugene," Rapunzel said, grabbing a lock of hair. "Are you ticklish?"

Eugene knew he was in trouble now. He was ticklish, but he doesn't like to be tickled. So he tried to lie.

"What? Me? Ticklish? Of course not!" Eugene said, trying not to act nervous, even though he was. Rapunzel didn't buy it, so she took her lock of hair and stroked it across his nape, making him giggle.

"Not ticklish, huh? Then why are you laughing?" Rapunzel said, positioning her fingers at his sides. She started off lightly tickling him.

"R- Rapuhuhuhuhunzel!" Eugene said through his giggles. Rapunzel smirked.

"Yes, Eugene?" she replied, scribbling her fingers on his sides.

"That really tickles!" Eugene said, trying to get away, but Rapunzel's hair was too strong.

"Hehe. How about I do this?" Rapunzel said, lifting his shirt and using a lock of hair to torment his stomach, making him burst into laughter.

"STAHAHAHAHAHAP IHIHIHIHIT!" Eugene said as he burst into laughter as his stomach was shown no mercy by Rapunzel's hair. Rapunzel just giggled at Eugene's reaction.

"So you are ticklish!" she said as she tickled more. She continued to stroke her hair across his stomach.

"RAPUHUHUHUHUNZEHEHEHEHEL! STAHAHAHAHAHAP TICKLING MEHEHEHE! I'M TOHOHOHOHO TICKLISH THEHEHEHEHEHERE!" Eugene said through his laughter as his stomach was tortured.

"Ooh, I found your weak spot, hmm?" Rapunzel said, continuing to tickle him.

"MAHAHAHAHAHAKE IHIHIHIHIT STAHAHAHAHAHAP! I'M TOHOHOHOHO TICKLISH FOHOHOHOHOR THIHIHIHIS!" Eugene pleaded through his laughter as his stomach was shown no mercy. Rapunzel then used her fingers to tickle his stomach.

"Hehehe! This is fun!" Rapunzel said, tickling him more. Eugene was a giggling mess.

"STAHAHAHAHAHAP IHIHIHIHIT! I CAHAHAHAHAN'T!" Eugene found it very difficult to get any words out without being dissolved by laughter.

After twenty minutes of nonstop tickling, feeling like hours for Eugene, Rapunzel stopped tickling him and let him go. Once he was untied, he wrapped his arms around his midsection.

"Did you have fun?" Rapunzel said, smiling.

((Ler Rapunzel and Lee Varian. Shippers DNI))

Varian walked to Rapunzel’s room and knocked. He and the Queen finally both had some free time away from their duties and had decided a quiet afternoon of art and pleasant conversation was exactly what they needed.

“Come in!” Came the sing song lilt of Rapunzel’s voice. Smiling, Varian opened the door and walked in.

“Hey, Raps.”

“Varian! So glad you could make it! Come on over! Have a seat!” Following her over, the alchemist settled himself on a plush bench next to Rapunzel.

“So, what are you working on lately Rapunzel? Any big mural ideas?”

Groaning, the Queen shook her head.

“Don’t ask me that! I just got an art block! I’m trying to push through it, but the last time I got art block, I almost released a demon art teacher from the Netherworld!”

Blinking at his friend, Varian tilted his head.

“I will admit, that is not what I expected you to say.”

“It’s a very long story.”

“Longer than defeating Zhan Tiri with the power of friendship?”

“Hey, it was more than that mister! Need I remind you that you were also there? And I saved your life and the kingdom?” Rapunzel retorted reaching over and tweaking Varian’s side making him flinch away with a squeak.

“Yeah yeah, whatever. Is there anything I can do to help with your art block?” The boy offered once he was certain that he wasn’t going to be wrecked at that moment.

Rapunzel hummed and stroked her chin in thought.

“You know, there is something that might help actually.”

Varian cocked his head with a smile.

“Name your price. I am at your service, my Queen.” He flourished this response with an overly dramatic bow, to which Rapunzel rolled her eyes.

“Very funny. But seriously can you listen?”

“I’m all ears Raps.” Smiling, Rapunzel continued.

“Can I paint your hands?”

“What?”

“I asked if I could paint your hands. You wear your gloves all the time, and I thought some colors might help. Besides, you really should take them off once and awhile and clean them.”

Varian sat back and thought for a bit before shrugging,

“I don’t see why not.”

With a delighted squeal Rapunzel threw her arms around Varian’s shoulders in a tight hug.

“Thank you Varian! You won’t regret this, I promise!” Varian chuckled and hugged her back.

“Anything for you Raps.”

Pulling off his leather gloves and setting them to the side, Varian held his hands out palm up.

“Go nuts. Consider me your personal canvas.”

Rapunzel beamed at him and chose her colors and squirted them onto her palate and dipped her brush in.

“You ready, V?”

“Ready as I’ll ever be.”

Until that moment Varian hadn’t even thought about whether or not he would regret this. But then the brush tip stroked his palm and he had second thoughts. Squealing, he jerked his hand back as a reflex.

“Woah! You okay, Varian? We don’t have to do this if you don’t want to.” Rapunzel said, startled a bit by her friend’s reaction.

Biting his lip, Varian smiled awkwardly.

“N-no, it’s fine Raps. It just tickled, that’s all.” A wide smirk crossed the Queens face.

“You have ticklish hands, Varian?”

Blushing, the alchemist nodded.

“I guess. Even I didn’t know.” He admitted and then,

“Can you do it again please?” He held his hands out again, shyly, but happily. Rapunzel giggled,

“In a lee mood, I see.”

Whining the boy pouted at her.

“Yes, now just do it. You said you wanted to!”

Laughing, Rapunzel gently took Varian’s wrist in her hand and lowered the brush.

“Try not to squirm too much, V. I would hate to mess up my work.” With a giggle Varian nodded.

“Alright then.”

Varian instantly burst into giggles as the paintbrush stroked bright lines of color across his palm. His entire body demanded he pull away from the sensations, but he didn’t want to. His hand instinctively twitched and he squealed when Rapunzel painted a swirl in the center of his palm.

“Ah, Ah. No squirming, you’ll make me mess up, Varian.” The artist teased, dipping her brush in fresh paint.

“I’Ihihihim trying! Ihihit tickles!”

Rapunzel smirked,

“Then maybe I should just paint really slow, so it’s easier to adjust to the feeling.”

Doing just that, she being painting torturously slow and detailed, sending Varian into fits of squeals.

“Nohohoho! Ihihihihit’s wohohorse thahahat wahahay!”

“Well, perhaps you’re just too ticklish for this.” Rapunzel teased, taking Varian’s other hand.

“Mahaybe!” He responded, to giggle drunk to come up with a way to answer anymore coherently.

Rapunzel smiled and began painting again, using a softer brush that made Varian shriek.

“Oh yeah, I switched brushes by the way.”

“Thahahahanks for the wahahaharning, Rahaps.”

“Wow, someone’s sassy today. Maybe if I just-“,

Raising Varians palm to her lips, she blew a raspberry against it, sending him into another giggle fit.

“Hehehehehehey! Thahahahat’s not pahahainting!”

“Astute observation, Royal Engineer.”

Rapunzel grinned and went back to painting best she could with Varian squirming and giggling uncontrollably. She would occasionally sneak a few gentle scribbles and unexpected raspberries into the mix, just because he reacted so hilariously.

By the time Rapunzel’s palate was empty of paint, both she and Varian were somehow covered in blotches of color, undoubtedly from all Varian’s squirming.

“Varian, I have never met anyone with ticklish palms, but of course it was you. You really are ticklish everywhere.”

Varian groaned and went to hide his flushed face in his hands before remembering the paint hadn’t completely dried yet.

“I know! It’s a curse.”

Rapunzel giggled and reached over, lightly scribbling his tummy, making him giggle again.

“A curse? I don’t think a curse is something you would enjoy so much, V.”

“Fine, curse and a blessing. Is your artist block cured?”

Laughing, the Queen shook her head.

“Not yet. Maybe I should add some color to your tummy!”

Varian was bolting out the door before Rapunzel had finished her sentence. Not that he wasn’t completely and utterly in a lee mood by that point, but he wasn’t going down without a fight.

Rapunzel smirked and gave chase.

“Oh, no! You are not getting out of round 2 that easily mister! Gimme that ticklish tummy!”

Based on the shrieks of laughter coming from Rapunzel’s room not too long after, they didn’t get much paint on an actual canvas. Nor did the afternoon turn out very relaxing after all. Neither Varian nor Rapunzel minded much.

A/N: Y’all thank you so much for all the love these little drabbles are getting! I honestly didn’t think that many people still were into TTS/Varian, let alone tk content that I make because it’s what I want to see! You guys are amazing!

((Lee Varian & Ler Rapunzel. Shippers DNI))

Varian had been stressed. With helping out around home and his Royal Engineer duties, his mind felt like it was running at the speed of light. Usually he loved that feeling, but at this point he was terribly stressed out. And when he got stressed out enough then he got something else that occupied his mind- a massive lee mood. It was like his mind new the only way he could properly was relax was to get the shit tickled out of him. So when Rapunzel asked him to join her while she painted he had hoped it would serve as a distraction from the persistent lee mood and tickle thoughts.

That was up until he saw the brushes and all he could think about was how badly they would tickle. He could not keep his eyes off the damn things as they created colorful, even strokes along Rapunzels canvas.

“Hey, Varian why don’t you join me! I could use a hand!” Rapunzel called beckoning her little brother over with a smile.

Oh shit.

“Uh….y-yeah sure Rapunzel.” Don’t think about twords, don’t think about twords, don’t think about twords!

That was the only thought that circled Varian’s brain while he started painting with Rapunzel. He was so deep in thought that he didn’t notice the Queen casually raise her brush and stroke the side of his neck until it was too late.

With a squeal, Varian nearly leapt from his seat and turned to face the smirking woman.

“Rapunzel!” He whined.

“What? Don’t think I haven’t noticed how distracted you are. I think you need a good tickling.”

Varian opened and shut his mouth a few times before nodding, blushing profusely.

“Y-yes please.” Rapunzel giggled.

“Why don’t you go lie down with your arms up.” Varian couldn’t stop the giddy squeak from escaping his lips while he laid himself down on Rapunzel’s bed and eagerly raised his arms, watching her like a hawk. It seemed to him that she was taking her sweet time getting ready.

Giggling, Rapunzel eased herself over to pin Varian down.

“You ready?” Varian nodded his head vigorously already giggling. He started squirming when the Queen began gently tracing along his sides, his ribs, pausing here and there to scribble and poke at a particular sensitive area, before digging into his tummy unexpectedly. With a shriek of delighted laughter Varian bucked violently.

“AHAHAHAAH RAHAHAPUNZEL!! IT TIHIHICKLES!”

“Well, duh silly! You asked me for this!”

Varian couldn’t decide if he was in heaven or hell. Either way, it was helping him relax. So when Rapunzel stopped, he flashed her a confused pout.

“Why’d you stop? I wasn’t ready.” Rapunzel smirked.

“Oh trust me, I’m not done yet.” With a jolt of giddy delight Varian felt his top being pushed up.

“You know, Varian. If you weren’t so ticklish you would be a great canvas. I could just glide my brushes over this beautiful, freckled tummy of yours and make a lovely painting.” Varian squeaked and hid his face in his hands at the teases.

“Dohohon’t teaheahease!”

Rapunzel grinned and raised a clean, extra tickly brush.

“In fact, I don’t need paint!”

Before Varian knew it, he felt the soft bristles of a paint brush gliding across his stomach and a clawed hand mercilessly scribbling his ribs. And holy fuck it tickled!

“GYAHAHAHAHA! YOHOHOHOHOU MEANIE! THAT’S SO BAHAHAHAD!”

Rapunzel gasped, feigning offense.

“Meanie?! Oh, how dare you insult your Queen that way!” Varian screeched when he felt another brush dip into his navel. It was one of the most ticklish things he had ever felt. Squirming and thumping his feet, Varian lost himself in laughter as the brushes covered his bare stomach with almost unbearable tickly sensations.

“Tickle, tickle tickle~” Cooed Rapunzel using a larger brush across Varian’s tummy, while using a smaller brush to tickle round and round his navel occasionally flipping one over and using the other end to poke along Varian’s ribs and tummy.

“RAHAHAHAPUNZEHEHEHEL!”

“Mhm?”

“NOHOHOHO TEAHEAHEAHEAHEASING!”

“What? No teasing? But it’s so much fun! Look at you all bright and giggly all from a few paintbrushes!”

Varian shrieked with joyful laughter. His stomach aching from laughter. But in a good way.

Rapunzel was also enjoying herself greatly. It warmed her heart seeing her little brother so happy and carefree.

“GYAHAHAHAHAHA! ENOUHOUHOUHOUGH! AHAHAHAHAPLES! AHAHAHAHAPLES!!”

Hearing the safe word, Rapunzel pulled the brushes away with a smile.

“Feeling better?”

“Yeaheheah. Thanks Raps.”

The Queen smiled and gently rubbed the phantom tingles from Varian’s tummy, being careful not to accidentally tickle him again.

“Anytime, little brother, anytime.”