Tenna had been kidnapped by a mysterious monster that wants to hurt and humiliate him while
Mettaton and Spamton search for him.
CW: Tenna gets injured by the monster and they also use tickling to humiliate him.
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"Now, I wonder how long it'll be before your crew rescues you," the monster mused out loud as they
tapped their chin with a sharp claw, "Shouldn't be long after I sent the message,"
"You're wrong. They won't come rescue me," Tenna shook his head. Strapped to the table with his arms
above his head and ankles tied together. His coat, pants, dress shirt, shoes and socks were removed, placed
neatly on the floor. Only the TV's gloves and underwear were left on to protect his dignity. His silicone skin
covered his robotic body.
"Is that so? That's something you shouldn't tell your kidnapper," they cooed as they playfully spidered their
claws against Tenna's sides, making the TV host body jolt from the sensation while he bit his lip hard to choke down
a giggle, "You're at my mercy. I'm feeling playful now, but my playfulness can change from me tickling you to suddenly
digging my claws into vulnerable spots,"
For emphasis, the monster dug their claws into one of Tenna's thigh's for a moment, making the TV wince for a second,
before playfully scratching his ribs gently. A giggle-snort escaped for a moment before Tenna forced himself to be stoic
again, biting his lip even harder.
"You're making this too easy~" the monster cooed as they gently stroked the TV's head, "C'mon, loosen up a litle. Keeping
all those emotions bottled up? You'll blow up badly if you're not careful~"
The TV Host glared at the tall monster that just seems to find making him humiliated and in pain hilarious. Claws were
dug painfully and gently scratched in various spots, tests to see what made the usually stoic Darkner react.
The kidnapper teased him when he laughed, teased him when he whimpered. Teased him more when he made a static squeal.
The king of TV World mentally begged for someone to rescue him, even though he knew it was futile. His dignity
couldn't take this anymore.
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After frantic searching, Spamton and Mettaton finally discovered where the kidnapper had taken their boss.
Finally working together as they want the same goal: save the boss.
They ran through the building, eyes eagerly searching for any signs of their boss.
"No, don't!" Tenna's loud, desperate shout can be heard down from somewhere the hallway.
"That sounds like the boss!" Mettaton gritted his teeth.
"They better not [rip me off] into [piece by piece] or else!" Spamton growled.
Both charged towards the direction of their boss' voice. As soon as they found the room,
Mettaton kicked the door open with force.
"Unhand our--" Mettaton and Spamton spoke as one before they paused, blinking at the sight in confusion
before they saw red as soon as they noticed some red scratches and wounds on their boss' upper and lower body.
The kidnapper's hands hovered above their boss's torso, claws ready to strike again while Tenna was biting his
lower lip hard, "--Boss?"
"See, I told you they'll come rescue you~" the kidnapper cooed as they dragged their claws gently over the
TV's abs, making him twitch to the touch.
"Leave him alone, you fiend!" Mettaton demanded before he took another step. The monster snapped their
claws, vanishing like mist in the morning sun.
"Boss are you [feelin fine]?" Spamton tried not to sound frantic as he took note of the red scratches
and wounds all over his boss' body. They looked painful.
"What do you think?" Tenna asked, "Get me outta this,"
"On it, Boss," Mettaton spoke in a soothing tone while Spamton summoned several healing devils to
heal the TV. Mettaton quickly managed to unstrap his boss.
Tenna rubbed his sore wrists where the straps were a bit too tight as he sat up into a sitting position.
One of the healing devils gently landed on his wrist, the injury healing automatically. The TV watched with a
very tiny hint of a smile as the healer healed his other wrist before looking for more injuries to heal.
"Was he trying to use you as a scratching post?" Mettaton winced as he noticed the more painful injuries on
the upper legs and stomach. He rested his hand on his shoulder before frowning and
whispering, "Boss, you're...you're shivering?"
Surprise spread across Tenna's features for a moment before they quickly smoothed out
and replaced by his resting stoic face.
"[Ten outta Ten], you gotta [chill and relax]," Spamton sounded frantic as he patted his boss' leg.
"Will you two just get me my clothes?" Tenna growled, a bit of anger and embarrassment slipped through.
"Oh," Mettaton and Spamton had the decency to look ashamed before they both handed the TV his
clothes, "Here they are,"
"What? Want a reverse strip show?" Tenna asked, tone intending to be playful but it was more bitter.
"Sorry, Boss!" Mettaton squeaked before both co-stars turned their backs to let their boss get changed.
Several healing devils continued to heal the TV before he snapped his fingers to automatically change into
his clothes.
"Let's go home," Tenna stated in a firm yet tired tone after he finally got completely changed.
"Yes, Boss," Mettaton nodded, "And you better relax for the rest of the day,"
"And no [But, Mom!] from you!" Spamton wagged his finger, "The entire crew are extremely worried
about you and would rather have the entire day off to let you rest after this. Besides, your Lightner
family are camping this weekend, right?"
Tenna decided not to answer and to just nod, a lump forming in his throat.
His crew cares? They actually do?
The End