One Shots

Obbie and Tom

"Do you really have to stay invisible?"

"I can't let anyone see me."

Guard Tom sighed. "I feel like I'm talking to myself though, and you don't have to worry. The Captain is working at his reactor. He won't be home until much later."

Now it was their turn to sigh. "Fine, but the curtains stay shut."

Tom laughed. "Alright, if you insist." He took a seat to one side of the couch in the small living space.

The pair of goggles walked over to the couch and relaxed into Guard Tom's arms, flipping the mental switch to become fully visible again. Tom wrapped his arms around their torso.

"This is nice, don't you think?" Tom asked.

"Very."

Tom picked up the remote and began flipping through the channels. Finally he settled on a baking show.

"Oh come on Tom, we always watch the cooking channel. Can't we watch something else for once?"

"Oh stop whining. I thought you liked these shows."

"I don't even eat! How can I relate to that? I just liked that they make you happy..."

Tom blushed. "Aw."

"Now give me the remote!" Observation Bot reached out to Tom's hand and grabbed the remote. He held it out further but they managed to grab it. "Ha!" Observation Bot leapt over to the other side of the couch and began madly flipping through channels.

"Hey!" Tom shouted. "Come back here! And give that back."

"You'll never take me alive!" They giggled.

"Oh yeah?"

"Yeah!"

Tom paused for a second, smiling mischievously. They let their guard down for a moment to see what the other was up to.

A fatal mistake.

Guard Tom lunged towards their seat on the couch, arms outstretched. Observation Bot let out a piercing screech as Tom began tickling him mercilessly.

"Give up!"

"N-n-never!" Observation Bot struggled to say through fits of uncontrollable laughter. Tom reached an arm around to their back and continued tickling.

"S-stop it!" Tom hit an overly sensitive spot. "Aaak!" They screeched again, this time flinging their upper body forward, catapulting the remote across the room. It hit the wall with a thunk before falling to the ground. Part of its plastic casing broke off.

"Now look at what you've done!" Tom shouted playfully. Observation Bot gulped, eyes wide. "Now you'll never get away!"

They screamed as Tom pulled him in his arms, continuing to tickle him mercilessly.

"I-I c-can't breath!" Observation Bot giggled.

"You need to breath?"

"Well..."

Tom smiled and pulled him into a hug, flopping back down towards the other end of the couch. Observation Bot nestled back into his arms, aching slightly from laughing.

"I love you Obbie," Tom said.

"I love you too Tom."

"Even if you don't like cooking shows "

Observation Bot slapped him jokingly as they settled in to watch the drama that they had randomly flipped to. Neither minded what they were watching, just that they were watching it together.