Ten Tickles, or How To Make A Squid Laugh (TK)

Haven't posted here very much lately, but here's something I had in my backlog and decided to publish. This was an RP I did with a Discord friend, and really, it was only a matter of time before I did anything Splatoon-related. The Inklings featured are Cobalt, who belongs to said Discord friend - SquidSisterFan12 on DeviantArt, if you want to know - and Boldt, who is mine. I liked how this story turned out both before and after editing, though I did make a few edits so it'd be easier to read. I do hope to use Boldt again someday regardless.

Hope you readers enjoy!

Splatoon (c) Nintendo
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Ten Tickles, or How To Make A Squid Laugh

by Skaea

Contains: M/M tickling, focused on feet. SFW.

Word Count: 3,153

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It was a cool summer’s day in the colorful city of Inkopolis. In other words, a perfect day for the resident squid-kids to engage in a turf war almost every other minute, or snag the latest articles of cool clothing if they weren’t in the mood for a fight. There were some Inklings however who would prefer to stay indoors, though, and simply relax and watch the world go by from the relatively safety of their living spaces… assuming they didn’t get any unexpected visitors.

In one of the apartments, a blue-tentacled Inkling by the name of Cobalt was currently hanging in his apartment alone and playing video games. His partner Violet had business elsewhere, but he was currently free to do absolutely nothing else, and what more could he ask for?

“Ahh, nothing like kicking back and relaxing after countless missions with Violet,” he mused aloud. “Especially when there is absolutely nothing that’ll keep me occupied…”

Of course, it was only a second after he’d spoken before there was a knock on the door, and a voice. “Hello? Anyone home?”

Cobalt groaned in dismay. So much for peace and quiet. “Yes, someone is home,” he called back.

Beat. “This isn’t the home of my teammate, is it?” the voice asked. “…shoot, I musta gotten the wrong address…”

“Maybe not,” Colbat replied. “It’s okay, everyone gets the wrong address every now and then.”

“…you wanna let me in at least?” asked the newcomer. “I could use a lil’ R-and-R, especially after coming all this way…”

Cobalt wasn’t sure what to think for a few minutes, but ultimately he decided that there was no point in being rude. “I dunno… Hmm… Okay. I guess it’s only fair.” So it was that the blue Inkling went to his door and unlocked it and opened it. “Feel free to make yourself comfortable.”