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"Chikn Nuggit, listen!" Onyn pleaded with the demigod in front of him, trying oh so desperately to get him to see his point of view.

"I must be terse... I think your friends are holding you back."

Chikn stared back at him. His face was null of emotion, his eyes but two blacks void of... Onyn himself could not make out what he was feeling. Even without speaking, it was obvious that he was daring the orange bat to continue speaking.

And that's what he did.

"You'd be well on your way on your journey to create the new reality if it weren't for them trying to halt you."

"...Ya think so?" was all Chikn could mutter out.

"Unfortunately, I do."

Chikn had no idea what this guy's deal was, why he wanted the near end of the world to happen again so badly. But to tell him he'd be be better off without his friends? The people who helped him come back to his senses and call off Armageddon?

That was one step too far for the demigod.

And he decided right now that enough was enough.

No one. No one. Is allowed to speak down about my friends like that. Like they're... obstacles.

...

"It's Armageddon you want, is it?"

Onyn was greeted with a quick but gentle pinch to the side, causing him to stumble forward with an "EEP!" He could not ignore the sense of a godly presence behind him, and upon turning around...

There he was.

Chikn Nuggit, in his true demigod form. Poised to do something Onyn was absolutely dreading.

Despite the dread welling up in him, Onyn couldn't get himself to break eye contact with Chikn. He was mesmerizing, terrifying in the best way possible. And the thought of what was about to happen next made the bat's heart flutter, made his face go a deep shade of red.

"Oh. my goodness," Onyn muttered, the alarm finally settling in as the demigod got closer to him. "I- uh- surely we can talk about this, we can come to an agreement in a different way, yeah?"

Unfortunately, his requests went unheeded.

"Then it's Armageddon you'll get."

Without any further warning, Onyn was tackled to the ground, his midsection being mercilessly tickled by the demigod.

“AH-! AHAHA- OHOHO MY GOODNESS!!” Onyn let out an uncharacteristic squawk of laughter, the blush dusting his face growing ever brighter. “I- NAHAHA- CHIHIKN!!”

"This is what you wanted, is it not?" There was no emotion in Chikn's voice, just nonchalance as he continued to wreck the researcher beneath him.

"I- IHIHI-!! N-nohohot what I had ihIHIN MIHIHIND-??"

"No? Then I do wonder... what else were you expecting of me, the Demigod of Chaos?"

God, did Onyn try his absolute best to answer. Turns out it's not so easy to think when you're being tickled within an inch of your life.

"I knew all along you wanted to see my powers in action. And look at you now, experiencing them first hand~" For the first time this interaction, there was a hint of amusement in Chikn's voice.

Onyn was in absolute shambles. His professionalism, his dignity, it was all but shattered, all at the hands of the demigod of all people.

To make matters even more embarrassing...

"...You're stimming."

It was brought to his attention that Onyn was subconsciously flapping his wings in front of him. He was, indeed, stimming.

And once he was given a brief moment of respite, he was mortified.

Onyn immediately gasped for air, feeling as if he had been underwater for the past few minutes."

I. I was. Wasn't I." he muttered, after finally gaining the ability to breathe again. As much as he tried to maintain his professionalism, The poor thing was blushing so much, it was almost comical.

"...How cute."

CUTE?!

"Wh.. HUH?!"

This wasn’t real. This had to be a product of Onyn’s overly wild imagination-

"I think I might just continue.”

“W-wait- WAHAIT-!!”

The tickles continued, and so did Onyn’s never ending stream of giggles.

“After all, you do seem to be enjoying this, are you not?”

“IHIHI- DOHON’T KNOW- I CAN’T!! PLEHEASE!!”

As much as he refused to outright admit it, Onyn was thoroughly enjoying himself. He hadn’t laughed this much in god knows how long, and to be tickled by the Demigod of Chaos himself was just… exhilarating!

...God, what was he thinking?!

"Mm.. I suppose I can give you an out," Chikn began, "but you'll have to do something for me first."

"AHAHANYTHING!!" The researcher exclaimed, a little too eager for his own liking.

Did he really want him to stop, though? Or was he just that willing to do anything for the demigod?

More importantly, could he stop being down bad for five seconds?

"I don't know what your motives are. But leave my friends out of it. I don't take kindly to people referring to them as.. in the way."

As if that wasn't obvious enough!

"OKAHAHAY- AHAHA! UNDERSTOOD!!"

And in the blink of an eye, as if none of this ever happened, Chikn was back to his usual dog form. Onyn slowly sat himself back up, desperately trying to catch his breath.

"Ya good?" Chikn seemed to be... quite chill. No bad blood after the interaction they had beforehand.

Meanwhile, Onyn was bewildered, to say the least. To think that he had just gotten the daylights wrecked out of him, and now he's being checked up on, all by the Demigod himself...

Amazing. Exhilarated. Electrified. So many words swam through his mind. How was he feeling?

"...Never better," is what he finally settled with, staring down at the ground with a goofy smile on his face.

*remainings voice* Hey Guys.

SO UM LIKE UHHHH I WROTE A TGJFLGJDLGi wrote. this. *pointing up that thign you jsut read. WHAT!

ok so yeah HOPE U ENJOYED MY FIRST EVER TK FIC i liked writing lee!onyn he's silly af.

general

a lee leaning switch, surprisingly!

in general, pico's never been great with physical affection. or vulnerability

and up until recently he's never had any proper exposures to tkling (unless you count brief goofing off and playfighting with nene and darnell back when they were younger hehe)

it wasn't until reconnecting with boyfriend (and meeting girlfriend by extension) when he realized how much he's missed out on joyful moments like these <3 too predictable? i dont car LOL

can you believe i actually had shit to say for the general category this time?! WHO ARE YOU

lee

sorry guys i just thought of lee!pico and got so excited i passed out! anywayz..

Oh mannnn bro is ticklish as all hell but good luck getting him to admit that LOL. even in the midst of fighting and cackling as you wreck him to pieces he would swear up and down he is NAWT ticklish

LOUD INCORRECT BUZZERRRRR

his worst spots are his ribs, sides, neck and knees. wow dude thats a lot good luck w that

discovered (or rediscovered) he was ticklish when boyfriend found out he had a scar on his stomach (a canon fact btw!). pico let him trace it when he asked. a Reaction ensued.

cue an overly excited "YOU'RE TICKLISH?!" and a panicky "DON'T YOU DA-" before pico was promptly tackled to the floor and tickled to bits <3

AAAAAA

pico's laugh is so extremely uncharacteristic. tough stubborn angry guy whose laugh is shrill, squeaky, filled with cackles, snorts, wheezes, jfc dudeeee you'd be obsessed. i know i would

will put up a fight and curse you out sorry gng he cant help it

his main lers are boyfriend and girlfriend, obviously (if you headcanon that they reconnected after the events of week 3 like yours truly)

definitely tries to keep his fighting to a minimum when they tkl him. if it was nene and darnell they're more likely to earn a whack from him LOL

and when you've had your fun with him he'll put up a mad front, glare at you and tell you not to pull that shit again. but truthfully? this is the most joy he's ever felt in a long while. and secretly hopes you do pull that shit again

"... don't tell another soul about this."

agh. lee pico. guys ticklish pico is my entire world rn i cant

ler

oh yeah dude. depending on the person he can def ler if he wanted to

and good god he is EVIL. absolutely merciless. he may be lee leaning but if his ler side ever shows? you're cooked i fear

he rarely ever starts off slow and prefers to dig into your worst spots immediately, but if he feels you truly deserve it? he'll start off slow. building suspense, making you wonder when the hell he's actually gonna strike

super stealthy, amazing at sneak attacks

doesn't tease often while tkling someone, but now and then he'll quip about ur current predicament

"oh c'mon, i'm barely touching you." (<- said while wrecking the absolute shit out of u) "damn, did you just shriek? hah! adorable." dude can you not

but other than that, he kinda just sits in silence as he tickles you i guess? seeing someone lose themselves and laugh because of his doing is... strangely therapeutic. don't tell anyone i said tha

especially boyfriend dude he looooves making him laugh. pico won't say that out loud but bf knows. lol!

"dude, how have i not been doing this when we first dated?"

besides bf his other main lees are girlfriend and nene (mainly when he wants her to stop bein annoying xd)

has tried getting darnell before but let's just say he was SUPER quick to retaliate. he'd b a mean as hell ler i think but that's a story for another time

i want him so badly. wait that's not a headcanon-

general

aloe isssssss a switch i think. in what way idrk i'll just say shes a switch and leave xd

i dont have anything else for the general section so i'll share smth funny: my voice headcanon for her is penny snapcube. HERE is one of my fave clips from her

aloe, where's your family? /edited ref

lee

aloe is a usually composed, well-spoken, intelligent cookie. all of that goes out the window when u tkl her lolz

brain gone head empty <3

ask her if she's ticklish and she responds, as any nerd would, "scientifically speaking, isn't everyone?"

but despite her smartassery she does get a little nervous when realizing shes about to get got

she gets this nervous wobbly little smile on her face that anyone would find absolutely adorable. and she giggles a lot as the anticipation eats at her (lorelai stop gaying out challenge)

but yeah her brain more or less shuts down when you do end up getting her. not that she'd admit this but it's nice not having to think for a bit

SO TO ADD ON TO MY VOICECLAIM FOR HER BEING SNAPCUBE HC THING. if you watch snapcube you would know her laugh is so contagious. she sounds just like her frfr Do with that what you will!

has a few vocal habits, those being protesting even tho she doesnt rly mean it, and calling out her ler's name in between laughs

worst spots are her stomach, underarms and neck <3

think ygs already know who her main ler is but i'll say for the sake of completion its cyborg. 1 2 3 i want yuri

and also cauliflower! they r friends. i headcanon they used to date back in the day

praise makes her absolutely MELT. compliment her while tkling her and she's gone LOL

ler

ohhhh dude.

aloe is so so sweet as a ler. very kind and very gentle with her lee. her tkls are slow, calculated, and all done with the softest gaze in her eyes

ok look guys im lesbian with a weakness for gentle lesbian lers leave me be

but if ur cyborg she'll be a lot less easy on you (in a playful way). bc if they get to be a menace she'll be one right back!

cy's also her main lee ofc. those lesbians need to have fun and goof off w each other

she takes her role as a researcher very seriously. so she'll be noting allll of her observations out loud <3 what spots are worse than others. what makes you tick. etc etc insert more words to make me seem smart

"wow! strong reaction when i tickle you here, huh? i'll have to keep that in mind." "WOUHOULD YOU STOP TAHALKING?!" "hey, i'm a scientist! i have to be taking note of these revolutionary discoveries!"

claims its for science but nahhh she's just havin some fun lol

if one were to like. provoke her into tkling them instead of asking outright. She'll Know. she'll just smile at you and say "you can just ask, it's okay."

no..... this isn't how you're supposed to play the game........... /REF LMAOALDFKDGPDFG

very encouraging; praises and compliments her lee constantly <333

"oh good job, you're taking this so well." "you're doing great, can you hold out for a while longer?"

anyways i think it's hilarious as hell that she loves giving praise but doing it to her will absolutely destroy her

ahhh i don't have anything else to add really. i like her

hi vodddd :) sorry again if this post was lacking iiiii dont really know man

anyways i hope ur not sick of aloecy yet bc i wanna write more of them so badly. i might have smth in mind. let's be gay

It had been a few days since Pico and Boyfriend saw each other on that rooftop. The first time they saw each other since breaking up and eventually never seeing each other again for a long while.

Obviously, Boyfriend didn't let Pico walk away alone afterwards.

Today, they were at the rapper's apartment. Pico sat awkwardly on the couch, hands in his lap, feeling as if something might explode if he moved the wrong way.

Boyfriend on the other hand? It was as if they had never broken up and drifted apart. He was as chatty and comfortable as ever, doing random shit like laying upside-down on the couch or getting up and hitting some random dance move while yapping about his rising career in music and how his new girlfriend's parents were evil and shit.

...Pico couldn't deny that Girlfriend had good taste in guys. Boyfriend was adorable, he's always been.

Soon, he let the shorter man know that he was heading to the kitchen to get something to eat. He sat up straight and stretched his arms above his head... and then came the question from Boyfriend.

"Hey, where'd ya get that?"

"Hm?"

"That scar, right there on your stomach?"

Freezing in his current position, Pico looked down to see that his sweater had indeed risen up a little to show the scar Boyfriend was speaking of.

"Oh, this." He averted his eyes, pulling his sweater back down. "I uh, got it on the day of the incident. It's nothing to worry about though-"

"Can I see it again?"

Pico gave Boyfriend a puzzled look, who in turn looked at him with those curious, child-like eyes. An odd request, he thought, but a part of him really trusted Boyfriend. The part of him that knew that he shouldn't have let him go in the first place.

Once again avoiding eye contact, Pico slowly peeled up the edge of his sweater to reveal the scar to Boyfriend. "Uh, yeah. Here."

Sure, there wasn't much to look at. But that simple white line travelling down the side of Pico's stomach was a reminder to Boyfriend that he was here, that he survived that day.

"Wow, Peek," Boyfriend's voice was low, soft. "I didn't know you got this that day."

"Didn't show you. Didn't wanna freak you out any more than you probably already were."

"Oh, Pico.." he sighed, his hand subconsciously reaching up to- wait. "M-may I touch it?"

Pico was never a huge physical contact guy, and he had no idea how he'd respond to something as intimate as this. But, something about the idea of Boyfriend's hands on him was... enticing, to say the least.

God, he wouldn't do this for anyone else.

"...Okay."

Boyfriend's heart practically jumped out of his chest at the confirmation. His hand continued to reach out, his thumb making contact with Pico's scar while the rest of his fingers rested on his side-

"GAHAH-?!" A bark of laughter unexpectedly left the redhead's mouth.

Shit.

"Oh!" Boyfriend started, quickly pulling his hand back. "Sorry, did I-"

The rest of the words died in his throat as he realized the sound that Pico made. It wasn't a yelp of pain. No, it was a laugh.

Pico would have thought the shorter boy's astonished expression, wide eyes and dropped jaw and all, would be absolutely endearing if not for the fact he had just discovered the most embarrassing thing about him.

"Boyfriend."

"YOU'RE TICKLISH!!" Boyfriend finally shouted, a little too excitedly.

"BOYFRIEND WAIT-"

Pico had underestimated how strong Boyfriend truly was up until the very moment the latter swiftly pinned him down and started spidering his fingers up and down his sides.

"BOHOYFRIEND-?!" Pico shrieked, a sound that was foreign even to him. "WHAHAHAT THE FUCK'RE YOU DOING?!"

"Tickling you, ya doofus," Boyfriend answered, a goofy little grin on his face. "What's it look like I'm doing?"

Pico wanted nothing more than to slap that stupid shit-eating grin off of his face. Unfortunately, the most damage he was able to cause were some pathetic, weak swats to his arms.

"YOU AHAHASSHOLE!! FUHUCK YOU!!"

Boyfriend let out a snrk at the cursing leaving the hitman's mouth. "Damn, you're really ticklish dude." He said it as if it weren't painfully obvious from the fact Pico was thrashing wildly underneath him and quite possibly laughing himself hoarse.

...Laughing himself hoarse. Good god, his laugh, dude.

It was squeaky, high pitched. Full of life. Happy. He had never heard him laugh like this during the time they knew each other at school.

It was like he was falling in love all over again, but this time the feeling hit him so much harder.

...or maybe it was just the feeling of Pico's fists swatting at his arms.

"I AM NOHOHOT, FUCK OFF- KYAHA!" Pico continued to shout through his laughter, letting a squeal loose when Boyfriend's thumbs dug into the bottoms of his ribs. A squeal!

"You are though!" Boyfriend lightheartedly argued, "And you squeal when I do this!" He dug into his ribs again and was rewarded with another squeal from the hitman.

"It's like.. I didn't even know you could laugh like this, man!"

Honestly, Pico could say the same exact thing about himself. Sure, he's had the occasional tickle fight with some friends when they were much younger, but they've never brought out... this. This side of him.

"BOYFRIEND- AHAHA- SHIT-!!"

He wanted so badly to run away from the situation at hand, but also nothing more than to melt into the couch and let Boyfriend work his magic. He had never felt less in control of his own self, but also never felt safer.

He was torn between heaven and hell, and he loved it.

"It's okay dude," Boyfriend smiled, seeming to notice the conflict written all over Pico's face. "Just laugh to your heart's content. We both know you want to."

Shit. SHIT!

Boyfriend wasn't even trying to tease him, so why the hell did that fluster him so much?!

Having pretty much all the strength tickled out of him, Pico finally quit his feeble swatting at Boyfriend's wrists and instead lifted an arm up to cover his burning red face.

"FUHUHUCKIN'- CAHAHAN IT ALREADY YOU--" Before he could hurl out yet another insult, one of Boyfriend's hands travelled up to attack his now exposed underarm, his other hand now clawing at his ribcage.

Completely reduced to nothing but a puddle of cackles, shrieks, and wheezes. That's what Pico was right now.

"Aww, you opened up another spot for me! Thank youuu!" Boyfriend couldn't help but giggle at his own quip.

"FUHUHUHUCK YOU!!" Pico barked out, which Boyfriend only continued to laugh at.

It was only a minute later when he finally reached out to grab the shorter man's wrist, making a weak but genuine attempt to push him away.

"BOHOYFRIEND-- BOYFRIEND I CAHAN'T- I NEED TO BREATHE-!!"

That's when Boyfriend finally pulled back. He knew that Pico could only take so much, and it would be just tragic if he accidentally killed him right after they reconnected.

"Hey, it's okay dude, I'm done now," Boyfriend maneuvered himself off of the hitman, whose cackles were quickly replaced with deep, exhausted breaths. "You okay?"

After taking a second to regain his bearings, Pico slowly sat up, glaring daggers into Boyfriend. "The hell was that for, you little shit?"

Boyfriend smiled, taking Pico's hands in his. "You deserve to be happy, Pico," he smiled, earning another puzzled look from Pico. "I know that incident changed you, but you still deserve to laugh, to feel loved."

Pico could only stare blankly at Boyfriend; you could practically see the gears turning in his head. He didn't know how to respond to these affirmations as he's practically.. never heard them before.

Not to mention, these past few minutes were most definitely the happiest he's felt in years. In his entire life, in fact.

He's looking at you. Say something.

"I. Uh. Thanks," he began, a small yet genuine smile growing on his face. "For the words. For.. that. I really needed that."

"Anytime, dude," Boyfriend chuckled. "...You actually haven't really changed a lot, y'know? You're all rough on the outside, but deep down you're still the sweet, silly, sensitive Pico I knew in school."

A quick little laugh escaped from Pico. Score. "I wouldn't say you've changed since then either; you're still as short as when we first started dating."

"Hey!" Boyfriend giggled as he felt the other man ruffle his hair.

"Don't 'hey' me. I'm right."

For the first time, Pico relaxed. The barrier between him and the rest of the world had shattered, he was learning to let himself feel happy again, and he had Boyfriend to thank for this.

Both of them knew that they were never leaving again.

"i hate your taste in music" i don't care. OH I WANNA STAY WANNA WALK OUT THE DOOR OH NO RIGHT NOW BABY I'M TORN I CAN'T GET ENOUGH CAN'T TAKE ANYMORE OH NO RIGHT NOW BABY I'M TORN

voddddd i'm like so sorry if this is ass it's currently almost 11 pm i have a class tomorrow and idk if i proofread this well enough but we ball anyway 😂🎉

"Cyborg Cookie! Please, listen to me! This isn't who you are!"

"Give up, Aloe Cookie! You can't stop me!"

Aloe looked up at her friend desperately, begging them to please just come back down so they can talk about this. Her eyes stung, both from the tears filling her vision and the dust from the destruction around her.

She looked back at her half-destroyed laboratory, trying to map out a route to retreat.

Maybe...

"H-how could you..?" she looked back up at Cyborg, rage in her eyes. "How could you wreck my laboratory like this?"

"Your lab is really all you care about?!" Cyborg squawked, a burst of maniacal laughter escaping them. "Oh, you deserve far worse for what you've done to me!"

"I... had no choice! If I hadn't, you would've.." Aloe couldn't finish that thought. The idea of her friend being dead made her sick to her stomach. But they were alive. And they were trying to attack her.

A final memory chip. This had to work. They had to remember.

That day haunted Aloe like no other. The day she brought her partner back as they were on the verge of crumbling.

She had only dabbled in robotics at first, until that incident gave her the incentive to pick it up completely and drop her studies in botany. All for the Cookie she swore on her life to protect. She couldn't imagine a world without them in it, without them next to her. So, what else do you do besides play god and build them a new body?

Sure, Cyborg did end up mellowing out. It was obviously difficult to get used to living in a whole new body, but Aloe swore up and down that they would figure things out together. That didn't mean things were immediately alright, obviously.

The guilt of her past actions chipped away at her as she sat at her lab desk, typing at her laptop-

"Boo."

"AH-!" Aloe quickly spun around in her chair, being met with a smug Cyborg, who apparently thought scaring their girlfriend was the funniest thing ever. "Goodness, Cyborg, you can't just sneak up on me like that!"

"Ahah, sorry, sorry," Cyborg half-heartedly apologized, letting their leftover giggles subside before suddenly going serious. "Seriously though, I was wondering if we could.. talk about something?"

Aloe raised her eyebrows, then put on as believable a smile as she possibly could, despite her mood. "O-of course! What's going on, Cy?"

Cyborg thought that they were the one who should be asking her that.

They kneeled down next to her so that they were eye-level with each other, choosing their next words carefully. "It's... about you, actually.

"You haven't been acting like, well, yourself, lately. You've been, I don't know, quiet. Hell, you weren't even yapping my ear off about some new scientific discovery during my tune-up earlier," they chuckle, silently adoring that little quirk about her.

"Is there.. something going on?"

Well, they had caught her. And when Cyborg notices something, they don't let it go.

Aloe's silent for a moment, wondering how the hell she was going to word this. She wasn't the only one who had suffered from this sudden event, it had hurt Cyborg so much more than it hurt her-

"You've helped me so much these past few months," Cyborg broke her out of her train of thought (they had been doing this a lot today, haven't they?), placing a gentle hand on her arm. "Let me help you for once. Please?"

She looked into their eyes, and was instantly reminded of how they used to look at her when they were a full cookie. Sweet, somber, the only difference being the lack of a glowing blue color, soothing yet full of energy.

They were very different from before, yet still exactly the same.

A loud sob finally escaped from Aloe, who practically launched herself into the robotic cookie's arms. Cyborg was horrified. The last time they had heard her cry this loud, this painfully, was when...

"Hey, hey, what's going on?" they questioned, holding her as she cried into their chest.

"I-I failed you! I failed you!!" Aloe wailed, her words punctuated by hiccups and sniffles.

"Huh? Aloe, what're you talking about?"

"You don't deserve-- don't deserve this!" Her words were garbled, a vast difference from her usually well-spoken nature, but she couldn't care less about how she sounded right now. "Don't deserve.. to be stuck like this, stuck as a robot because of me, you don't, you don't!!"

Cyborg's expression shifted lightly in realization. Ohhhh. This was about that.

"A-and now you're miserable because of that! Because of me! You're- you're disgusted by yourself when you don't deserve that!"

...She wasn't entirely wrong. Sure, their state was improving, they've gotten used to their augmentations over time... but they couldn't deny the self-hate they went through. The whole lab destruction incident. The times Aloe had been awoken by them sobbing in front of the bathroom mirror, mourning their old body. Mourning the sweet dough now replaced by cold metal, their leafy green hair replaced by wires.

It wasn't easy, to say the least. It still isn't. But...

"Aloe. Aloe, please. Please look at me." Cyborg gently moved their girlfriend back so that she was able to look at them. Her obvious effort to hold back tears tore them up inside.

"I'm not gonna lie and say that I don't have my hardships. But... I know fully why you did what you did. You needed me. With you. To survive."

"Mhm..." Aloe could only nod; they were right on the money there. She was scared to ask this next question, but her mouth moved before her brain could stop it. "Cyborg."

"Yeah?"

She swallowed. "Would... would you have rather.. crumbled? Than becoming a cyborg?"

Woah.

"No." Cyborg had never answered a question more quickly in their entire life. "No, no no no. Aloe, I'm not going to sit here and let you discredit yourself. Needing me in your life so much you'd take drastic measures to ensure I would be is just..." they paused, trying to find the correct words. "You're mad. And you're stunning for that."

What was this rollercoaster of a conversation they were having? And what was that statement that had just come out of their mouth?

It took a second for Aloe to process whatever the hell that was before she suddenly burst into a fit of giggles. "Y-you're insane!"

"And you love it."

"Oho my god-!"

Huh, Cyborg had forgotten how much they enjoyed that sound coming from her.

They were silent for a minute or two after that. In this moment of silence, Cyborg decided they wanted to see their girlfriend happy again.

And they knew exactly how they were going to accomplish that.

"You know what?" Cyborg began, lifting Aloe up and sitting her back down so that she was comfortably in their lap. Her mouth opened to speak, but they knew it was now their turn. "I think I've seen enough sad tears coming from you today. I'm ready to see some happy ones."

Before she could react, Aloe let out a quick little yelp as she felt metallic fingers travel up her side, gentle yet mischievous.

A nervous, wobbly smile played at the scientist's lips. This wasn't the first time her partner had tickled her, but the pre-attack nervousness was probably something she'd never get over. Besides, Cyborg was an absolute menace when it came to... this.

"Look at you, already smiling," Cyborg smiled widely at Aloe's giddy nervousness. "So. Can I tickle you?"

"I- eheh.. y-yeah, yeah go ahead," the poor thing was already unable to stop laughing, but was able to smirk up at Cyborg one last time before her impending doom. "Also it's 'may I'. For your information."

"Ahh shut up, smartass."

A squeal immediately followed as Cyborg dug into Aloe's sides.

"NAHAH- AHAHA! CYBORG!!"

"Hahaha! Yeah? What's up?"

"Ihihit's so BAHAHAD-! IHI- NOHOHO-!" She didn't mean any 'no', any protest, but it was all that she could muster up right now. All other coherent thoughts and intelligence seemed to leave her head the second Cyborg started tickling her.

Cyborg loved getting her into this state. It was such a contrast from her usual self that it was comical.

"Aw, it can't be thaaat bad. You seem to be enjoying yourself quite a bit!" One of their hands moved to her stomach, and she threw her head back as a beautiful cackle erupted from her.

"AHAHA- OH GOD NOT THERE-"

"Really? Not here? But look at the reaction I'm getting from you!" Cyborg exaggeratedly observed, as if they were the scientist here. "It would be remiss of me if I didn't exploit this further."

"PLEHEHEASE-!!"

Honestly, how dare they, Aloe thought. How dare they be so hilarious all the time. Hilarious and kind and perfect. Et cetera et cetera.

"This used to really help you, y'know," Cyborg began reminiscing on an old memory. A sweet one, at that. "Those times during college where you'd stay up overworking yourself and I had to wreck you to convince you to take a break. Unfortunate having to resort to such measures, but it worked!"

Cyborg bringing up events from when they were a full cookie, as silly as they may be, was honestly so relieving to Aloe. The day she had brought them back, she was worried that they wouldn't be able to remember anything. Remember her.

This relief only mixed with the euphoria she was feeling from laughing so hard, as well as the butterflies in her stomach, making her brain go fuzzy.

"Is it... working now? Clearing your head a little?"

"Ihihi- thihihink so?!! It's reHEALLY- oh my god I cahahan't!!"

"Haha, it's okay. You don't have to talk. Just laugh for me, yeah?"

And that's exactly what she did. Aloe completely succumbed to Cyborg's (very, very loving) attack, with the latter giggling along with her.

"You're beautiful," Cyborg stated. That's something Aloe has said to them all the time, and has made sure to say it more after they had become a cyborg. "So, so beautiful. Especially when you laugh. Probably my favorite look on you."

"Nh- nohoho- you're so ridiculous!" Aloe exclaimed through cackles, her lover's praises only making her head fuzzier.

"Oh, I'm ridiculous? I'm ridiculous for saying you're pretty?" Cyborg questioned, mock-offense lacing their voice. "Hmph, how rude!"

Right on cue, their hands shot underneath the scientist's arms, resulting in much louder laughter, however possible.

"NOHOHO-!!"

"How unfortunate; I was just about to give you a break."

Cyborg obviously would give Aloe a break if so desired; sure, they were a menace, but they weren't cruel. They simply found a lot of enjoyment in messing with her.

A moment later, this break was genuinely needed.

"OKAY OKAHAY- TOO MUHUHUCH!! CYBORG!!"

And just as quick as they started, the tickles stopped. What didn't stop, however, was Aloe's stream of giggles. Her laughter continued as she buried her face into her partner's shoulder.

In turn, Cyborg looked at her with the softest, most fond look; one that would melt her if she had been looking at them.

"You're still laughing even though I've stopped? You're so funny," they said, soothingly rubbing her back.

"I knohow, I'm just... I'm so.. happy."

YES!! Cyborg cheered in their mind. They loved seeing Aloe happy, but being the one to make her happy was nothing less than an honor.

"That's.. good! Means I did a good job, yeah?"

Aloe finally looked back up at Cyborg, tears of mirth beading at the corners of her eyes. Those are the happy tears they've been wanting to see. "Pft, of course. You do a good job at everything."

"Alright alright, now you're pushing i- OH!"

They were oh-so very rudely interrupted when Aloe enveloped them in a tight hug.

"Thank you. For everything."

The hug was unexpected, but certainly not unwelcome. Cyborg chuckled, gladly returning the embrace. "I... I think I should be the one thanking you."

They both stayed there for god knows how long, sat on the floor of the laboratory, in each other's arms.

Was it a convenient location? No.

Did they care? Not really.

im normal im normal im so normal ok cool now Put These Two In Cookie Run Kingdom, Devsisters.

i love lesbians (i am lesbian. i love us)

also i've proofread this a billion times but i know when i hit publish every typo and mistake ive made in the history of ever will show up. im cool like that