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Tenna felt embarrassment pool in the pit of his stomach. His co-stars and assistants, Spamton and Mettaton, were getting a bit too comfortable tickling him.
He had to show them they can't act like they can get away with it. They mustn't assume he enjoys it when they tickle him silly. No, they mustn't get the idea. No, he doesn't enjoy it. Okay, he does...but, he has a reputation to uphold!
The TV host took big strides towards his private lounge, footsteps lighter than usual as he wanted to sneak up on his targets.
He sneaked into the private lounge and stood behind the couch, the TV's host's target didn't even notice him yet as they were busy chatting about something.
Without warning, Tenna grabbed each of them by their waist, his fingers poking their stomach.
"EEP!"Mettaton squealed as he felt the poke. The robot and the addison looked flustered before they turned to notice their boss, "Oh, Boss! It's you,"
"You nearly made me [Jump High]!" Spamton squeaked.
"Oh, did that perhaps tickle?" Tenna asked as in a dangerous, dark tone as his expression became dangerous.
"Boss?" Mettaton gulped nervously, "Surely you're not angry about us tickling you, right? We just want you to lighten up after being so stressed lately,"
"Oh no, I'm not angry," Tenna growled dangerously as his grip became firmer, "In fact, I am just vengeful,"
"[One of the Big Boys] you must [please have mercy!]" Spamton begged, "I am [Too Pretty To Die!]"
"Oh, you two will get it!" the TV snarled before he began to wiggle his fingers over the sides and ribs of Spamton and Mettaton, "Let's see how you folks will like this?"
"Eek!" Mettaton squealed before he tried to bite his lip, "Not there!"
"This is too [tickle tickle tickle]!" Spamton cackled loudly.
"What was it that you said when you tickled me silly?" Tenna pretended to think as his fingers poked and teased ribs and sides, "Coochie coochie coo~"
"[No teasing! I can't take it!]" Spamton shrieked as both he and Mettaton's face were blood-red.
"You didn't give me mercy," the show host growled a reminder before his fingers dug into their bellies.
A goofy smile formed on Tenna's face as he heard his co-stars laugh and shriek. He decided to add some claws and pokes. His fingers explored their upper bodies and used various techniques to try and make them shriek and react.
"Merceheheh! Mercheehee!!" Mettaton screamed as if he was attacked, "I'm sorreehehehe for teeseeheein' youhoohoo when wehehhe teeheeckle you--EHEHEHHAHAHAH!!!"
"Please have mercy! [Silly laugh track]!" Spamton shrieked, "We lohoove yoooujour [laughter is the best mecidine,]"
"Lying suck-ups. Both of you," Tenna angrily growled in frustration before his claws gently raked over sensitive spots, "You two just want to embarrass me!"
"We're not! EHEHEHEK!!! HAHAHAHAHHA!!" Mettaton shrieked before he and Spamton laugh-cackled on top of their voice, "Weehehee loohoove heehearing your laaugh! HAHAHA!!"
The TV host felt his entire screen glow from embarrassment. They're surely mocking his goofy-sounding laugh. People always commented how silly it sounded and no one took him seriously back then.
"That does it! No more Mr. Nice TV!" Tenna snarled before he rapidly raked his claws all over their upper body, taking delight in them begging for mercy He took note of which spots made them really beg.
"Tickle tickle tickle~~" he cooed as raked his claws into their armpits before spidering them into their ribs. His strong grip made sure they couldn't get away, no matter how much they kicked and shrieked, "The Tickle Monster loves ticklish prey!"
"Tenna-Darleeeheeng, pleeheeese hav-ahahahaa-mercehehee!!" Mettaton squealed as Tenna squeezed his stomach, not noticing the shy smile on his boss/boyfriend's screen.
"[Bunny ears, please!]" Spamton begged as he shrieked when his poor stomach was attacked. Tenna felt his screen become hot at the nicknames.
"After my big punishment, you two better behave and don't tickle me whenever we're not in private," Tenna warned.
"Okay, okay!" Mettaton nodded for the both of them, "We're ready!"
Tenna took a big breath before he leaned down a blew the biggest raspberry on Spamton's belly. Spamton screamed as if he was attacked before shriek-laughing. The addison was so exhausted that he simply slumped in the couch as Tenna let go of him.
"Oh no!" Mettaton shook his head frantically before he received the biggest raspberry on his poor stomach. He made a shriek that could shatter even the hardest glass. He slumped into the couch as Tenna let go.
"You two better learn your lesson," the TV growled as he tried to appear serious.
"Only tickle you when we're alone?" Mettaton piped up, not noticing how Spamton frantically shook his head.
"For that, here's another round!" Tenna growled before he pounced on them and started to tickle them all over.
Shrieks, shouts, squeals and laughter can be heard outside. None of the other crew members dared to ask what could be happening there.
The End