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I realised XD can do my favourite tickle position like...quite easily.
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I realised XD can do my favourite tickle position like...quite easily.
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In The Middle
After everything is settled with the Egg, the Dream Team take a much needed vacation and take much needed time with one another.
Next part of the AU is out! I have like maybe 2 other fics ready to go as well they'll come next week.
Enjoy~
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George knew from the moment Dream and Sapnap hugged, the two would be inseparable. They never said it out loud but both of them were sweetly affectionate. Before the kingdom was founded, they sought each other out.
They’d cuddle and hug daily. Sapnap’s hand would seek out Dream’s hair. Dream gave kisses out freely and would peck Sapnap’s cheek whenever he went by.
Now after their reunion, they were practically joined into one person.
It was both embarrassing and endearing to see them cling to one another so affectionately. It almost looked like George was the third wheel to their love, but he felt no jealousy as he watched them. George knew where he stood in their hearts as they knew with his. While they showered each other in attention they had missed over the year, George was still very much included.
They’d made it out of the creepy tunnels with Sapnap and Dream joined at the hip. They (George) had dug a tunnel out after following the decaying vines. Since Sapnap’s home was literally steps away, they all crashed there, passing out almost immediately.
The next couple of days were chaotic. Everyone was out and about helping get rid of the vines. The Dream Team was no exception but it was hard to help out when every time Dream stepped out of the house everyone would stop and stare. Of course it might be said the people’s obsession to hunt Dream down was from the Egg, it was still clear things were rightfully tense.
The people openly stared at the three, but none of them approached. That oddly made clean-up faster, letting the three clean up most of the vines around the garden and town. Then as soon as it was done, Sapnap approved of a break and the three were immediately off to George’s cottage.
As soon as the three entered, a nest was set up in the front room with the softest blankets and pillows. They each had their own room and space, but right now they needed each other close.
The next few days went in a blur. They slept close by one another, ate in the same room and spent every hour they could together. If George wanted to hunt, Dream and Sapnap would follow. If Dream wanted a nap, George and Sapnap would snuggle up. When Sapnap wanted a movie day, Dream made a comfortable set up on the couch and George got the popcorn.
The blissful days reminded George of how it used to be. The three of them lazing around until the call of adventure pulled them off. When it had all been so simple and easy.
It might not have been exactly the same but inside George’s cottage it felt like nothing could get to them.
George poured out the fresh popcorn into a bowl but his path to the front room was blocked by a huffy, snoring Cauliflower.
Since Sapnap’s return the pig had stuck to Sapnap’s side just as much as Dream had, so when they moved to the cottage it was natural she would follow along. She had been circling George as he readied the popcorn and threw a tantrum when she was denied a piece, now blocking his way back.
“Miss Cauliflower. Move.” George tapped her with his foot. Cauliflower snorted and moved herself ever so slightly with her back legs. It was awkward but George stepped through the inch of space she had given him and turned back to sleep.
“Thank you.” George huffed and came back to the couch where Dream and Sapnap had snuggled up.
Sapnap laid back on the arm of the couch, half sitting half laying. Dream was draped over him like a blanket, humming as one hand played with his hair and Sapnap’s other hand was flicking through the channels of the TV.
“What are we watching?” George asked as he settled onto the other end of the couch. Almost instantly Dream placed his feet right into George’s lap, which George had to quickly move the bowl away to not spill the popcorn.
“I’m trying to find something.” Sapnap quickly flicked though the channels, far too fast for George to even see what was going on.
“I’m gonna fall asleep if we watch a movie.” Dream said lazily. “Put on some game.”
“We’re watching a movie.” Sapnap’s voice was just as lazy but still clear. “Fall asleep then it doesn’t matter.”
“I don’t wanna sleep.” Dream huffed, then he tilted his head up. “Give me that!”
Dream made a grab for the remote and Sapnap pulled it up and out of his reach. “No. Snatching.” He warned.
George knew exactly what was going to happen. Dream’s eyes sparked with the challenge. There was a tense pause. Complete silence. And then Dream launched himself up. He made a grab for the remote which he suddenly missed and his wrists were suddenly snatched up.
“George! Grab his ankles!” Sapnap barked as he held both of Dream’s wrists in one hand. George was caught off guard for a moment before grabbing as he was told. Dream tried pulling his leg away which became an awkward tug of war until Sapnap pulled him taunt and tickled up the side of his ribs and down to his hips.
“SAPNAP!” Dream squealed and arched his back as far as it could go. He struggled more but George had a better hold of his ankles since he was was focused more on wriggling his torso away.
“L-Let mehe go! Thaahahat—AAAHAHAHA! NOT THERE! NOT MY STOMACH!”
Sapnap made his hand into a claw shape and scribbled back and forth over Dream’s stomach like he was strumming a guitar. Even with his tunic on it tickled madly judging by Dream’s scream.
“You gonna snatch from me again?” Sapnap raised his voice over the roar of laughter.
“NO! NONONO! PLEASE!”
Sapnap gave a nod to George and they both let go. Dream instantly turned on his side to curl up, falling off both their laps and onto the ground. His fall was cushioned by the blankets and pillows just lain around them, but he still whined. “Ow...”
“You’re fine you baby.” Sapnap chuckled. He leaned back on the couch again to his comfy position. “While you’re down there you can fetch the remote.”
It had dropped as Sapnap focused all his attention to the tickling. Dream turned his head up, eyes on it then he looked back up to Sapnap and George. Sapnap’s focus was between whatever what on the TV and glancing down to Dream. He could see the same mischievous glint that George caught in Dream’s eye.
A silent second passed and then Dream grabbed the remote and bolted.
“Dream!” Sapnap shrieked and despite how fast he was at following, Dream had made it to his room and slammed the door shut. Despite Sapnap try, the door wouldn’t budge.
“You’re just gonna be in much worse trouble Dreamie~!” Sapnap’s voice was sickly sweet. “If you come out now I’ll just get your armpits. If you make me go in and get you, I’m gonna wreck you.”
George watched the scene as he leaned over the couch. This was common occurrence before, that Dream had no shot of winning.
Sapnap turned back to George with a wicked smile on his face. “George? Would you like to help me hold him down?”
“George! Don’t you dare!”
If he wasn’t helping Sapnap, he’d be on the target list. Seems like an easy choice to make.
“Sure, I’ll help.”
“GEORGE—!”
Dream’s cry cut off as Sapnap pushed against the door. Whatever Dream had propped up against it, whether it was his body or something else, was no match for Sapnap’s strength and he slowly pushed his way in. George was quick, coming to Sapnap’s side and slipping into the room.
“George! Don’t! Y-Yohou can’t—! Sapnap! Gehehet away! Wait-WAIT! I’m sorry! D-DohohHOHO! NOHOHOHOHO!”
***
In the next few days the Dream Team were still as close, but the overwhelming need to be stuck together at all times had faded. They no longer worried each of them would vanish if they were out of each others sight.
Dream would go off in the early morning to hunt and bring in food for the day. George would take naps in the afternoon as the two would would spar. At night after dinner Sapnap would return to Kinoko Kingdom for a few hours and then come home and fall into bed between George and Dream.
Today, George was debating on going mining. Dream was napping on the couch after coming back from his morning hunt and Sapnap had left to take a lava bath. George was trying to make a list of anything he needed or wanted from the caves, but he couldn’t really focus. His mind was wandering to thoughts he really didn’t want to think.
The starry haired God pleading before him. The hurt in their face burned in George’s head. No matter how much he pushed the thoughts away, just a moment of quiet, and he’d be back there.
“Hey. You spacing out?”
Dream’s voice shocked him out of his thoughts. George quickly wiped his face and turned his head to Dream stumbling into the kitchen. His hair was still messed up from his nap and he was wiping dried in drool from his chin.
Thank Prime. Something else to distract him.
“Where’s Sapnap?” Dream asked as he stumbled to the sink for water.
“He’s out for a lava bath. He said he’d be back sometime at noon.”
Dream hummed before swallowing down the glassful. “Well, while he’s not here, I wanted to ask you. You remember when we were in that Egg’s chamber?”
Literally the very thing George did not want to remember. He knew his lips twitched, but Dream said nothing to it as George nodded. “It was kind of hard to forget.”
“Do you remember that really tall guy? With the horns and fire hair?”
It was impossible to forget him. He had stayed behind as they went to rescue Dream but he was so impossibly tall and imposing. “Yeah...?”
“He looks like Sapnap. Right?”
“Well... Y-Yeah a little...”
“A little?! They look identical!”
They weren’t completely identical but they were similar. Far too similar. And they knew each other too as George remembered the glare Sapnap would give him and how viciously he snapped whenever the guy tried to talk.
But then George remembered, Dream wasn’t there for that.
“Well, yeah they look alike. Sapnap must know him too. They seemed familiar with each other.”
“They did?” Dream’s eyes suddenly lit up. “How?”
“Well they...talked...technically. Look what does it matter?”
“Well don’t you think it’s a little strange that Sapnap has a supposed God who looks like him? Like me and XD... Like...”
“Don’t.”
It was the very train of thought George did not want to go down. His brows knit together so tightly, the look must have given Dream the message as he just averted his eyes. “It was just...a thought. I was just curious...”
The topic needed to be changed. Now.
“I was just planning on going mining.” George rolled his shoulders and sat up straight by the kitchen table. There were loose papers in front of him with the start of a list written on it. Nothing more written than just the number one. “Do you want to come along?” He asked hopefully. Suddenly the idea of being in a cave, alone with just his thoughts, was the worst idea. But then being alone when Dream had these ideas of God look-a-likes might be worse.
“I actually had another idea.” The sleep was slowly dropping from Dream’s voice, picking up with an interesting lilt. He came to the kitchen table, sitting opposite George.
“Yeah?” George raised an eyebrow.
“I was thinking of getting revenge on Sapnap for that wrecking he did the other day.”
It was cute how even though Dream avoided saying the word, his cheeks still flushed a light pink when talking about being tickled. It was cute enough George couldn’t resist.
“What, when he tickled you?”
The light dusting was now a burning red. Dream covered it by annoyance and huffing. “Yes! That! I want to get revenge on Sap for that.”
It would have been foolish for George to point out he had helped Sapnap in that instance; even giving Dream a few good tickles as well. He just nodded, snorting a little as Dream tried to compose himself. “Okay, how do you want to get him? He is much stronger than both of us.”
“He’ll be tired after his bath.” Dream quickly replied like he had thought this all out. “And the moment he gets tickled, he becomes as strong as a kitten.”
“Okay...what’s the plan?”
A wicked grin grew on Dream’s face and he laid out his plan.
Sapnap had returned back to the cottage a little after noon. He came into the cottage, stretched and fell forward onto the cloud of pillows and blankets.
Perfect.
“Hey Sapnap.” George greeted as he came from his room. He jumped over the back of the couch, lounging above Sapnap.
“Hey...” Sapnap’s voice purred and he slightly lifted his head. Since water would ironically burn him, the only way Sapnap could have anything close to a bath was a lava bath; which was common to demons. The lava would burn off the dirt, but it was also similar to a hot tub or sauna. It made Sapnap sleepy, and soft.
“Good bath?” George asked.
“Mhmm...” Sapnap nodded and stretched out. “Where’s Dream?”
“He’s still napping. I think we’re just having a lazy day today.” George slowly slipped down to the blankets beside Sapnap. He stretched one hand out and kneaded gently into Sapnap’s back.
Sweet giggles muffled into Sapnap’s arm and he half turned over. “That tickles...”
“I’m not trying to. I’m trying to give you a massage.”
“Just out of the goodness of your heart?” Sapnap was suspicious as he had every right to be. Perhaps mindlessly George would rub their backs or brush through their hair if they were lounging and watching something. Never unprompted.
“Maybe? Is that so bad? You want the massage or not?”
Well Sapnap was hardly going to refuse. “Fine. Just... Be careful. You know my back’s ticklish.”
“I know I know.”
Sapnap lay on his front and George climbed over his back. It would be so easy to tickle along his back, but George held back the urge, trying to keep his touch firm for a massage. Right as Dream said, Sapnap melted into the pillows. Few times George thought he’d fallen asleep, but a small knead under his ribs and Sapnap chuckling quickly corrected that.
“Don’t fall asleep.”
“’m not...” Sapnap’s words slurred, deep with sleep. He moved slightly as thought to wake himself up more, readjusting himself to the pillows. Right at that moment, George heard Dream’s bedroom window open just slightly. He just had to hope Sapnap couldn’t hear it.
George gently poked to the back of Sapnap’s ribs, making him giggle again and hiding the light sound of Dream sneaking out his room. He had an armful of feathers and carefully snuck to the couch, while George kept poking.
“S-Stohop...” Sapnap shifted his hips like he was trying to knock George off but it barely even moved George. Perfect.
“You’re falling asleep. I’m keeping you awake.”
“You’re n-not you’re t-tihickling mehehe...”
“You like being tickled though.” Dream said.
Before Sapnap could properly respond, Dream was quick in sitting himself over Sapnap’s shoulder blades. Sapnap woke up then but his moves were sluggish and he couldn’t act fast enough before Dream pulled up his top, and started running the softest feather down his spine.
“N-Noooohoho... Dohohon’t!” Sapnap’s begging was just made all the cuter with his sweet giggles and muffling into the pillows to hide his pink face.
“Listen to those giggles! You’re loving this!” Dream cooed in that sweetly voice George hated when it was used on him, but now he giggled along with it.
“Not there...ahaha! G-Gehet off!”
The feather trailed to the end of Sapnap’s spine, at the edge of the waistline of his shorts, and then flicked and zigzagged it’s way back up. George grabbed a few of the smaller feathers that Dream had dumped and let them flutter down to Sapnap’s back. He watched Sapnap squirm and uselessly try to shake them off before George grabbed a stiff feather and drew shapes along the back of Sapnap’s ribs.
“D-Dehead! You’re b-boohohoth dead!” Sapnap wheezed.
“That’s not the right thing to say when you want the tickling to stop.” Dream grabbed another feather and now had two tormenting Sapnap’s sides. Each one fluttering and licking up and down Sapnap’s side while George swished his feather over Sapnap’s lower back.
“Noooo! Nohohoho...!”
“Push us off, if you want. You’re big and strong.” George teased. “If you hate it so much you can make it stop.”
“I d-dohon’t wahant to h-hurt yooohohou two!”
Dream scoffed to the very idea of it, but he slowed his tickling and signalled George to do the same. The feathers stopped their swishing and pulled away from Sapnap’s skin. The only thing tickling him now were the small fluffed up feathers swishing as Sapnap wiggled his hips.
“We’ll stop tickling you when you admit just how much you missed me. Say how sad you were your good pal Dream was gone.”
Sapnap huffed so hard George was surprised he didn’t pass out. It would have been easier for Dream to march back to the Ender Dragon and extract a fang than getting Sapnap to admit he missed him. The Dream Team were no stranger to showing affections to each other, especially in high emotional moments, but getting them to openly talk about them was a different story.
Dream was an open book of every emotion he felt. George would scoff and call them idiots while speaking about it. Sapnap was fine to talk about his feelings, though sometimes it was like pulling teeth. He’d be mostly quiet. Especially under threat of tickling where his pride was on the line.
“Fuck off!” Sapnap predictably replied.
“Well that’s a shame.” Dream shrugged and picked up the feathers again. George followed along, lifting his own. “Looks like you just want to be tickled.”
The feathers came back to Sapnap’s skin. George’s swayed up and down Sapnap’s spine, while Dream went back to his sides. He had thrown aside his fluffy feathers and picked up two stiffer ones, sawing them up and down Sapnap’s side who squealed.
“N-NAAAHAHA...hehehehehe! Stohop! Stop! That tickles!”
“Oh shocker.” Dream cooed. “All you gotta do is just admit you love me and it stops. It’s real easy.”
“I-I should-AAHAHAhahahaha... I should h-hahave thrown your ass back in jail!”
George stopped tickling then as Dream had a well. George hesitated to look up, worried for Dream’s reaction but instead of anger or shock, Dream was grinning. He abandoned the feathers, gave Sapnap a warning of “oh you’re going to GET it!” and tickled his ribs mercilessly.
The reaction was instant before George could warn him. No longer being softly tickled got Sapnap’s strength back. His back arched as he yipped and chortled his laugh and then he pushed himself up to escape. Dream either didn’t believe it would happen, or he was too lost in tickling Sapnap, but either way he tumbled forward. His hands tried to brace himself to stop the fall but all that did was collide with and push George down.
“Ugh! Dream get off!”
“I didn’t fall on purpose!” Dream groaned but as he tried to push himself up, he was pressed down further.
Sapnap had quickly recovered from his giggles, and laid over Dream. His weight pressed his friends to the ground, and his hands dug into their ribs and sides.
“NAAHAHA! FUCK!”
“SAP! NOHOHO!”
“You two think you can team up on me? That’s cute!” Sapnap cooed to them as he quickly straddled over Dream’s back, keeping them both pushed down. “Real cute!”
“NO! Sapnaahahap! It-It was Dream’s ideaaahahahaha!”
“You snake! I ne-ehe! I never fohohorced yohohohou!”
The lazy haze of the day gave Sapnap some mercy, or he was still feeling soft. He relented on the tickling and flopped over the two into a messy cuddle pile. Dream and George whined, still crushed under his weight before they were allowed to shuffle around and settle.
“How cruel to gang up on me.” Sapnap dramatically pouted.
“Cruel? You can carry both of us with one arm. We need to team up on you!” Dream defended his position, which got his sides a quick taser.
It was a half hearted tickle fight that George quickly slipped away from. “Idiots.” He grumbled, and watched fondly as Dream scritched over Sapnap’s neck. “We can’t just sleep and tickle each other all day again.”
They didn’t hear him or didn’t care. George got himself something to eat and threw snacks to the two of them. Even if he was trying to watch something it was hard for George to ignore the two softly calling for him, and eventually he slipped down, back into the bed of pillows and into their arms. Sapnap snored on his left shoulder and Dream curled up to his right side.
There were still other worries, nagging at the back of George’s mind. Things he couldn’t ignore forever. But right now in the middle of his most treasured people, George was at peace.
Honeypie
(Part two of Raspberry Acres)
Summary: The story that goes along with the beautiful art @mushyruuu made for meeee!!!
Warning; Mouth tickles rawr
Songs: Little Bit of Life by Craig Morgan
Word count: 1960
“It’s not pale.”, George’s voice interrupted everybody’s quiet thoughts.
“What isn’t?”, Dream asked. George pointed up to the full moon above them. He was right; it was almost blindingly bright. It was gorgeous and lit their land up with a dreamy glow. Just dark enough to let the bright spots around them shine. Like the fireflies scattered in the hills and drifting around the bushes or the stars dotted across the sky.
“Are you thinking of that song Dream recorded earlier?”, Sapnap asked and pushed himself up a little so he could smile down at George. The youngest was in the middle of the three.
“Yeah. Dream, can you sing it again?”. Dream scrunched up his nose at the idea, still staring up at the sky.
“I don’t have my guitar out here.”, he whined.
“Please?”, George asked quietly, in the most unfair way. Sapnap settled back down on the blanket they all shared.
“…Crank it up, back it up, bring it on home. Supper on the table, then I eat me a bite. Then we snuggle on the porch by the pale moonlight. A little bit of me and you doin’ all right. A little bit of life…”, Dream trailed off and cringed, already feeling what was about to happen. Sapnap and George burst into giggles.
As much as they teased him, he couldn’t live without this. Their little hysterical giggles floating around the wispy black night. Dream’s chest panged with affection. His idiots.
Sapnap had definitely chosen the wrong spot to lay, though. Dream quickly rolled over on top of him and slipped his hands up his shirt. Before Sapnap could react, he was tickling his sides. The younger squealed and twisted as much as he could.
“Brat.”, Dream muttered.
Sapnap threw his head back and burst out laughing. He tugged on Dream’s arms, but his strength was nothing against him.
George sat up, full of giggles. Dream flashed him a sneaky grin before jumping his hands up to Sapnap’s ribs to make him scream.
“I’m sorry!”, he cried.
In a flash, Dream tackled George down next. The smaller boy screamed in terror and started thrashing like his life was in danger. They ended up with George face down in the grass with Dream straddling his back. George pushed himself up, but Dream slipped his hands under his shirt and wedged his hands into his armpits. George crashed back down to the grass, shrieking with laughter.
“I’m sorry I’m sorry I’m sorry!!!”.
~•~
It took a minute for everyone to calm down, but it wasn’t long before they were back on the blanket and snuggling like Dream hadn’t just turned on both of them. He was laid in the middle with his arms behind his head. Both boys laid on either side of him and let their heads rest on his broad chest.
Dream hummed softly; the song stuck in his head. It wasn't exactly like the usual songs he covered on his YouTube channel, but the wording had been caught in his head for months before he recorded it today. It was bouncy and made him want to drag George and Sapnap out dancing. Force them to dress up in cute outfits so he could show them off to the others in town.
It’s not like they never left the farm together…but it was rare. Sapnap was the only one to venture into town regularly; going to church every Sunday morning. A few times now they’ve taken their dog Parches to the vet and they’ve never been questioned about the three male names on the forms.
It wasn’t like they were hiding their relationship, but surely it wouldn’t be smart for them to be so brazenly poly in their country town? This was Texas after all. It could be fine. It could.
Dream sighed gently and looked down at the two heads laid against his chest. It's not like he cared what others thought. More than anything, he just didn’t want to bring any unnecessary negativity into this great thing they had. It had taken so much work and painful time to finally be together. George especially had struggled, stuck in England for so long while Dream and Sapnap were here.
He zoned out for a bit as he fought off the sad memories trying to worm their way to the front of his mind.
~•~
“I want a kiss, please.”, Dream said. That would clear his mind.
Sapnap and George both whipped around and knocked their heads together.
“Hey!”, George shouted.
“Move! I’m gonna kiss him first!”, Sapnap pushed George. Dream giggled as they wrestled almost completely on top of him. It hurt a little, but they were too stupid and silly for it to matter.
“I want to kiss him!”, George yelled and then grabbed Sapnap into a headlock. The both tumbled to the ground in a fit of giggles.
Dream’s laughter boomed out of him and into the darkness of the night. It stunned the other two; the sound.
“Idiots…”, he giggled. George and Sapnap crowded him quickly and smothered him in love together.
~•~
“You’re insane.”, George huffed. His face was beat red and he refused to look at either of them, or the outfit Dream was holding out to him.
“It’s just for us! No one else will see!”, Sapnap insisted. “It would be so cute!”.
“I don’t understand why you guys even want to see me dressed like that.”, George hid his blushing face in both of his hands. Dream and Sapnap grinned at each other excitedly.
See, George was stubborn. Very. So him even staying in the same room as them after making the suggestion was telling. He wasn't saying ‘no’. He was just flustered.
Dream handed the outfit to Sapnap and slid up behind George.
“Baby, you’re so pretty for us. Let us dress you up, okay?”, Dream purred the words right underneath George’s ear. The flustered boy shivered.
“This is so embarrassing…”, George whispered into his hands.
“You’re so cute when you’re embarrassed.”, Dream nosed against George’s sensitive neck.
George was afraid his legs would give out. Before he could turn to jelly, he broke away with an angry huff.
“Fine!”.
~•~
George thought he was embarrassed before. Dream and Sapnap’s faces when he had walked out of the bedroom in the ridiculous outfit had set loose a flock of butterflies in his stomach. They coo’ed over him as they walked together through the farm. George couldn’t bring himself to smile as he posed for the endless pictures, but Dream and Sapnap’s praise let him know that was fine. He wondered if his blush would ever fade at this point.
“So, I’m your cowgirl?”, George asked.
“No. More like our…femboy cowboy.”, Sapnap decided. George choked.
He didn’t hate it…
But Dream and Sapnap didn’t need to know that.
The jean shorts were short and tight. The plaid red top was tied across his chest, leaving his tummy on display. He had a cowboy hat dangling down his back with a string around his neck and cowboy boots that went up to his knees.
George felt pretty. Actually, he felt hot. And embarrassed. And vulnerable. It was a strange mixture of being dressed up like he was nothing but a doll or toy, but admired so sweetly. He often found himself feeling that way when it came to his two boyfriends.
Only Dream and Sapnap can find that sweet spot for George. Where he can still completely trust them even when trying things that scared him or left him ungrounded. George would do things with the sole purpose of making the other two happy, but always found himself happy too.
George hopped up on the fence. He closed his eyes, tilted his head, and smiled sweetly. He was kicking his legs softly and holding himself up straight with his hands gripping the fence on either side of him. If he was going to be fawned over, he might as well put on a show. Still, the blush on his cheeks and the fluttering butterflies in his tummy refused to leave.
“You are gorgeous…”, Dream whispered. George giggled.
“So pretty…”, Sapnap nodded. George opened his eyes and waved away the compliments, giggling.
Dream stepped in close and George spread his legs to make room for his body. His giggles calmed quickly and he put his hands on Dream’s large chest. A spark of excitement shot up his spine at the size difference between them. He tapped the heels of his boots against the fence and blushed harder as he waited for Dream to make the first move.
“Mine.”, he whispered before moving in to capture George’s lips. George melted instantly and had to grip Dream’s shirt to avoid collapsing. The kiss was slow and firm, possessive. Dream’s large hands grabbed George by the waist and pulled him closer. The touch to his bare skin made George shiver.
The kiss only lasted a few seconds before Dream pulled away, but George looked like a beautiful mess. He set his eyes on Sapnap and hoped on everything he had that he would kiss him next.
He squeaked as Sapnap rushed in and grabbed his face. The kiss had more energy. George whined and tugged Sapnap’s shirt like he could get him closer.
The love in his heart for both of them was impossible to ignore. It panged in his chest loudly and clawed up his throat, desperate for George to say words he didn’t know how to.
George was breathless when Sapnap pulled out of this kiss. Suddenly, he couldn’t look at them. They made him so weak.
He shrieked as he was suddenly pulled off the fence and spun through the air.
“Dream!”, he cried through a flurry of giggles. In a flash, he was pinned down in the grass. The look in their eyes…he knew that look. “Wait!”.
“Too cute…”, Sapnap murmured as he sank to his knees next to Dream and tickled into George’s bare stomach. He screeched with laughter. Dream coo’ed and kept his arms pinned so Sapnap could have free reign.
George felt like he had been wound up tightly in his embarrassment and now he was unraveling. The playful fingers dancing against his bare skin felt like they were reaching deeper to tease his nerves directly.
Sapnap dove down and nuzzled into his bare stomach, George squealed and kicked up the grass. His skin lit up at the affection and drove hysterical giggles from him.
“Our pretty Georgie.”, Dream teased. “Cute enough to eat.”. Sapnap hummed in agreement, then nibbled across George’s shaky stomach. George screamed. “Jeez, he’s worked up, huh?”.
“Stop! Please, not that! Sapnap!”, George begged shamelessly. He wouldn’t survive.
Sapnap only giggled and grabbed George’s squirmy hips, then went right back to nibbling. The older boy was helpless. He threw his head back and cackled wildly with laughter. The ticklish nibbles attacked his sides and stomach, and there was nothing he could do to stop them.
Again, he felt like a toy. Sapnap pressed a few sweet kisses to his bellybutton and he squealed. Still, he was admired like this. Drowned in love and affection.
A raspberry to his bellybutton had him screaming again and the other two laughed as he scrambled in place uselessly.
He wasn’t going anywhere until they had their fill.
~•~
“Thank you for letting us dress you up, Georgie.”, Dream smiled.
“Whatever.”, George huffed and refused to look at either of them as they walked back to the house together. Sapnap giggled and bumped against Dream.
To anyone looking on, they would probably only see George’s annoyance. But, Dream and Sapnap could feel his love and affection in every eye roll and little stomp of his cowboy boots.
Art is by @mushyruuu-art 💙💙💙
XD what is your favorite spot on your wild little brother to tickle.
Tickle dream. He deserves it. Also, 4K, you go tickle sap so right now, before I throw you into therapy>:(/aff
Hiya Coven! I hope you’re feeling better. You know my two favorite things you write are XD & OP being cute and Lee! Dream? Could you possibly mash the two together? Love and miss you 🩷
All For A Vault Key
Dream is saved from a potentially bad situation in the trial chambers by OP. DreamXD is furious his brother was so careless but OP offers a more than suitable punishment.
There's so much more I wanted to write exploring OP and Dream's relationship and how XD acts with OP around Dream but I just couldn't, the fic would have been too long and the words weren't wording.
So I hope this is still enjoyable
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The long walk back was more embarrassing than if OP had teleported them directly. It did not help at all that OP just would not stop talking.
“I have never seen XD so mad, honestly. I’m not sure if the first thing he’s going to do is hug you or kill you.”
Despite the warnings, from all the Gods, Dream couldn’t resist the appeal of the trial chambers. He figured if he came home with more loot than injuries then XD would go easy on him. The first couple chambers were manageable, but on the third he was overwhelmed. As Dream tried to get distance between himself and the husks spawning, he accidentally set of the next trial. Now he was running from husks, skeletons and then slimes. He climbed up to a platform, trying to catch his breath for just a moment when an arrow hit his arm and knocked him off.
Before Dream could even think, his fall was cut short, and a flurry of golden feathers carried him out of the chamber and up to the surface.
Dream never thanked OP because in his mind it would be admitting he needed the help. He was sure with just another second he would have gotten out his bucket or broke his fall some other way.
“Hope the loot you got was worth it.” OP carried on, keeping pace right beside Dream. His steps were slow and clear. Like stalking his prey. If Dream tried to bolt, he wouldn’t get far. “Uh... In fact it probably doesn’t matter. Even if you got a totem in there, XD is gonna snap it in half.”
“Ugh...” Dream groaned. The loot had not been worth it. All he got was a few poison arrows, emeralds and a trial key he didn’t find the vault for. “Can we just... Can’t you just tell XD you found me just before I went in the chamber and you stopped me?”
“Oh, absolutely not.” OP turned to Dream, still walking slow, and pointed to his head. “You see Dream, your brother and I are so deeply in love that we share a psychic connection at all times. He already knows how I saved you.”
“What?! N-No you don’t!” Dream gave a half laugh in his words, part due to his own nerves and part in believing it for just a second.
“Oh really? Then how come I know he’s furious right now?”
Dream bit his tongue for his next comment and carried on the walk in silence. The snow soon melted away and the taiga grass turned a lighter, more teal shade. The trees slowly morphed, becoming less straightened and the leaves turned thinner to let the sun stream through. Just a few steps in and the two were in the Glade. The cold of the snowy taiga had melted away and Dream had no time to enjoy the comfortable warmth as just a few more steps, the two walked out to the clearing, where XD was waiting.
And he was furious.
“Do you have to actually die before you listen to me?!” XD snapped. He had stormed over to Dream, getting halfway before stopping. “What part of stay away from the trial chambers do you not understand?!”
“I’m not a child!” Dream snapped back. “If I choose to take a risk I deal with the consequences of it!”
“The consequences would be you dead! If OP hadn’t followed you, you’d have died from the fall or being overrun and killed!”
The fight left Dream for just a moment. Maybe they really did have a psychic connection.
“The... Y-You don’t know that! I could have been fine!”
“Could have been?!” XD raged. “You could have been killed too! I don’t see you focusing on that! You—!”
OP had stepped away from the two, letting the brothers have their spat but he was creeping close to XD’s side. He quickly stepped in and pressed his lips to XD’s ear. Even with Dream’s own ears twitching to hear them, the golden God whispered too softly. Whatever he had said, it softened XD expression till the anger melted away.
He turned his head to Dream. While he wasn’t angry anymore, Dream was too smart to believe all was forgiven.
“Show me the loot you got from the trails.”
Disappointment and betrayal cut deep, though he should never have expected OP to be on his side. He gave a wounded look over to OP - who just shrugged and grinned back at him - before emptying his inventory.
XD’s expression didn’t give anything away to his thoughts. His eyes scanned over each of the items before taking the trial key. Of course it would be the one thing Dream really wanted to keep, but maybe it was a blessing. It’s not like XD would ever let him back to the chamber to use it.
“You can keep the arrows and the emeralds. Since you did win the first few trials you earned them. But if you want the key back,” XD held up the trail key between them, “you need to complete another trial.”
OP’s wings outstretched and fluttered happily behind XD, which Dream groaned to.
“C-Come on that’s... I-It doesn’t matter! I can’t use it anyway.”
“If you last the full trial, I’ll fly you right back to get your loot.”
Dream blinked a few times as he took in the words. “Wha... R-Really?” He looked to XD. “You agreed to this?”
“It’s not something I’m happy with, but yes. If you pass OP’s trial then you can get the loot.” XD nodded.
Pride and misplaced confidence swelled in Dream’s chest until OP fluttered his wings again. His skin tingled.
“E-Eh... What is the trial?”
“I mean it’s very obvious what the trial is, Dreamie.” OP grinned.
“OP’s going to tickle you with his wings. Five minutes. If you last without tapping out, you can get the key back.”
“Th-That’s it?” Dream couldn’t believe it would be so easy. That was the kind of games the Dream Team would do for fun.
“’That’s it’, he says.” OP practically giggled.
“OP’s wings are...special.” XD spoke almost awkwardly. His eyes flicked away, glancing to OP who looked delighted. He practically bounced over to the treeline close by Dream while XD carried on. “They’re more intense.”
Dream glanced over to OP, who was inspecting the trees, and then back to XD. “Wh-Where will he tickle?”
“Just your sides and armpits.” OP shrugged and looked back to the two brothers. “This tree will do.”
XD’s lips pulled downward just slightly. “Is this really needed? I could just hold his arms up.”
“I’m sorry sweetheart, but you might feel sorry for him and let him go.” OP’s spoke softly, before he looked back to Dream and grinned. “Step over here, Dreamie.”
Dream hesitated with his step forward, though he tried to hide it. He came up beside OP who was summoning a thin golden chain. It seemed to materialise from OP’s palm as he pulled out a good length of it, then he swung it over the branch and moved Dream under it.
“Cloak off, please~” The golden God cooed. Dream hesitantly pulled it off. His skin prickled with goosebumps despite how warm the Glade was. Suddenly he realised how vulnerable his hips were. His tank top seemed specifically designed to show off how open his armpits were. “If the chains start to hurt, tell me. But they should be okay. You’re only getting tickled for five minutes.” OP continued while he tied up Dream’s wrists. He felt fine until OP pulled the chains taunt and his arms were up.
“Oh isn’t this exciting! I wonder how long you’ll last! XD could only handle a couple minutes; and that’s just on his hips!”
“Alright! OP!” XD snapped with his face red.
OP giggled happily while Dream tried to convince himself it was all just teasing. He was just trying to get Dream worked up. He kept that thought as OP stepped behind him. He bit his lip and held back the whimper as the golden wings fluffed forward. Then the feathers touched him, and Dream near lost his mind.
Before his mind could even catch up to what was happening, he barked out a laugh and arched his back as far as it could go to escape. It didn’t dislodge or stop the feather’s slow decent downward and Dream threw his head back, laughing madly.
The feathers stilled, though even still touching his skin it felt like hundreds of tiny feathers brushing over every inch of his skin.
“You still with us, Dreamie~” OP’s voice cooed through the haze. “Pretty useful feathers I got, huh?”
“I warned you.” XD’s voice was more grounding. Dream blinked the tears from his eyes to see his brother looking at him. His expression fought between trying to keep looking as cold as stone, but his eyes softened with sympathy. “You can still give up.”
The chance to end this torture was right on the tip of his tongue, but the competitive, spiteful streak in Dream wouldn’t let him. Knowing he’d fall into endless giggles if he spoke, he instead shook his head.
“See? He wants to keep going.” OP giggled right by Dream’s ear. He barely had the energy to flinch away. “Oh you’re almost as responsive to my feathers as 4K is. How’d you feel about them tik-tik-tickling all over your tummy?”
“N-NoHOHO! N-No! S-Sihides! You-You said s-ssides and aharmpits!” Dream teetered between his clenched teeth.
“He’s just teasing.” XD said, and gave a look to OP. “Just his sides and armpits and just for five minutes.”
Dream heard a huff behind him, but XD seemed to relax and looked to Dream again. “If you can’t speak, click your fingers and it stops.”
Dream’s hands tensed but he nodded and the feathers moved again. It was like he was swimming in the feathers. He couldn’t feel the chain on his wrists or the earth beneath his feet. It was all just the feathers. Somehow they were the softest, fluffiest things caressing against his skin, and then at the same time they had stiff ridges to perfectly saw against his sides and hips. The spot without cover got tickled the worse, but even his thin top wasn’t offering much protection and the wings were so large they easily covered every ticklish space from Dream’s armpits to his hips.
Thoughts were swimming around unintelligibly as his speech probably was. He might have tried to scream and plead but he could not form any words through the endless laughter. Not that it would really do much anyway. The only word to stop this torture was the safeword that Dream wasn’t even sure he knew at that moment. All he knew was the terribly soft feathers, his chest heaving with deep laughter.
And then darkness.
Dream knew he must have passed out. He woke up nestled between the tall grass of the Glade with XD’s cloak draped over him. There was a soft snore close beside him and he looked up just slightly to see OP curled up asleep in the grass. His head rested over XD’s lap.
XD was crafting something. He was weaving threads together but Dream couldn’t really make out what it was. As soon as he had lifted his head, XD had turned his eyes to him.
“Finally awake.” They said it as a statement and summoned a glass of water which Dream drank up.
His throat felt like it was on fire, but he cleared and tried to speak. “H-How long did I last?” He rasped.
“Less than two minutes.” XD answered simply while he continued his weaving. “You clicked your fingers.”
The urge to argue and deny rose up like bile in Dream but he swallowed it down. XD would never lie about something like that. He was just angry his own body betrayed him.
“So I didn’t get the key...” Dream sighed.
“No.” XD said, then stopped weaving.
One of his arms reached behind him, and he pulled forward a few items. There was a template for armour trimming, an enchanted crossbow, a cluster of emeralds and two diamonds. He pushed each of them towards Dream.
The exhaustion was forgotten as Dream pushed himself up to his knees. “I-Is this the vault loot?!” He looked between the items to XD a couple of times. “Is it mine?”
“Technically, it’s OP’s. He made a trip to the chambers when you were asleep and came back with it. He said he didn’t need it, so you could have it.”
Seemed more complicated than it needed to be, but Dream was still thankful none the less. He looked to the sleeping God, wanting to give some thanks before he took the items into his inventory and looked up to XD again. “Are you okay with this?”
“Not really. But OP is very persuasive.” XD replied while one of his hands scratched behind the wing on OP’s ears. The little wing twitched. “You’re an adult, you can make your own choices. But I just ask that when I tell you some place is too dangerous, you listen. Or at the very least just tell me you’re going there so I can keep an eye on you.”
Guilt tore at Dream’s chest. He had never considered asking XD to come along for fear his brother would disapprove right away. Dream wanted to come back victorious, with an abundance of loot and proof he could take care of himself.
Look where that got him.
Dream shuffled over to XD’s side, which he opened his arms and let his little brother shuffle in.
“I wasn’t careful,” Dream admitted. “But I know I could have saved myself. I had a water bucket.”
“And when you landed and the horde of monsters flocked to you, then what?”
“I’d have fought. Or let the water push them away. Or dug down fast enough and blocked myself in till I could heal.”
They were all fine answers, but Dream could see they were all just ‘what ifs’ in XD’s eyes.
XD sighed, then pressed a long kiss to the top of Dream’s head. “I don’t want to think about the other alternative.” They mumbled then pulled back. “I just want you safe.”
Dream was sure he and his brother could reach some sort of compromise. Where he could be safe for XD and still adventure how he wanted. But right now Dream just wanted to be a little brother, and he curled into XD’s side.
The Tickling (Dream x GeorgeNotFound x Sapnap)
Word count: 2490
Notes: Hi, I’m back! Here’s something spooky for you 🖤🖤🖤
George knew he was being a little ridiculous by not telling Dream and Sapnap exactly what was going on, but he couldn’t help it. The problem in itself was just too ridiculous for him to even form the words.
He peeked behind himself nervously as they entered, almost too distracted to greet them.
“Hey guys.”.
“Hey George! You look weird.”, Sapnap said as he tossed his sleepover bag onto the couch. George watched it tumble to the ground and shrugged at the words.
“Haven’t been sleeping much.”.
“Are you going to tell us why now?”, Dream asked as he stepped forward to pick up Sapnap’s bag. He placed his and his own neatly on the couch. “You were really vague about it before.”.
“My house is haunted.”, he said shortly. Of course he had already told them that. They had pressed, but he just explained that spooky things were happening basically non-stop and he needed help. What things exactly? Well. He looked between their worried expressions.
In retrospect, he should have met with them outside of the house to explain it in more detail. The idea of putting into words what was happening every night made his skin buzz and he knew whatever ghost or demon or whatever was watching and thought this was funny. He shivered as a cold breeze suddenly passed through him. He froze in fear, terrified it would make an example out of him right there in front of his friends.
“George?”, Dream startled him out of his daze. He had been standing there in silence staring at his friends for probably over a minute. He sighed and shook his head, but he was unable to shake the feeling he was being watched.
“Do you guys feel…like…a presence? Like, right now?”, he asked. Dream and Sapnap looked at each other and both shrugged.
“Not really.”, Dream said.
“No, but you’re definitely creeping me out.”, Sapnap laughed and joined George in the doorway to slap a hand onto his back. The warmth spread from his hand and forced George to relax. He let out a shaky breath.
“Sometimes I feel like I’m going crazy.”
~•~
“A tickle demon.”, Sapnap said quietly.
“I need to get the fuck out of here.”, Dream giggled. Sapnap joined him in his round of giggles and George looked between them. They wouldn’t think it was so funny if they experienced it.
George had explained how it had started small a few weeks ago with quick ghostly grabs at his sides or a dusting of cold fingers against his neck. It wasn’t long before it was a daily occurrence. And the attacks were longer and harsher. Sometimes, it was playful. It felt a little interactive, like maybe he had accidentally tempted the entity by reaching for something on a high shelf or going barefoot. The tickling was quick. Other times, it felt like a punishment where he was tickled until the brink of death. And clearly the thing had learned George’s body by now.
The worst part was the tickles were very inhuman. When he and his friends got into tickle fights, or if he was pinned down and tickled, he knew eventually that person was going to get tired. That the tickles would slow down from lack of interest or distraction or tiredness, or really anything. Something. The entity clearly was drawing power or energy or something from the tickling. It would get more and more intense as it went on. His giggles turned to laughter, then screaming. The invisible fingers went faster and harder, shocking his nerves. It usually started out by just tickling him, but as it went on the being would move him around and pin him down like it wanted. He felt it getting stronger and more excited throughout the session.
George struggled to explain it all, but he managed to get most of it out.
“You’re fucking with us.”, Sapnap decided.
“Do you guys seriously not believe me?”. George’s face was beet red by the time he got it all out for them.
“No, of course we believe you!”, Dream said. It wasn’t very convincing.
“Oh my god…”, he dropped his face in his hands and mumbled.
Still, the other two stayed with him through the night. They all stayed in the living room together. George jumped at every bump in the night, but the entity never made an appearance.
The one time George wanted it to…and nothing.
~•~
“You’re making me look crazy!”, he yelled into the air in the morning. The other two couldn’t help but laugh.
“George if you want tickles so bad, we got you.”, Sapnap reached for him, but he jumped away.
“No!”, he squeaked and then fought with Sapnap’s hands as he grabbed for him over and over again. “Sap, it’s not funny!”, he shrieked. Somewhere in the house, he knew that thing was watching and getting amusement out of this. He also knew the moment he was alone he was going to be in trouble. He grabbed Sapnap’s hands roughly. “You guys can’t leave.”, he said firmly.
“We won’t!”, he giggled and shook George free.
They looked at Dream.
“Maybe we can try talking to it and see what it wants?”, he offered.
“Like with a ouija board?”.
“Yeah, I guess. I can’t think of any other way to talk to ghosts.”.
In the end, George agreed and left with them to find out where to get one. He couldn’t imagine what the thing could possibly want though. It seemed to want to tickle George. But, he held his tongue.
He was dreading the night. He didn’t want to be made a fool of, but he didn’t want to be tickled again. The thought of the other two watching him be tickled senseless by invisible hands was humiliating, but it was preferable to the thought of being alone in that house again. Maybe the worst thing would be if nothing happened and George just looked crazy.
It was a lose lose lose situation, really.
~•~
“Now I definitely feel something.”, Sapnap muttered. There was an unmistakable tension in the air as the candles flickered. The three could barely see each other's faces and the playful teasing had long come to a end.
“Yeah, this is scary.”, Dream added. George nodded.
They all laid two fingers each on the planchette and Dream started;
“What is your name?”, he asked loudly. They all stared at the planchette. George’s hand twitched from nervousness and he wondered if the sweat from his hand was going to start making his hold slippery.
After a minute, it hadn’t moved.
“What do you want?”, Dream tried.
They all jumped as Sapnap squealed and yanked his hand away.
“What the fuck!”, he looked between the other two as he rubbed his side.
“He let go of the planchette! Isn’t that against the rules? We didn’t end it correctly!”, Dream said frantically. He grabbed the box the board came in, but dropped it with a squeak. “What?!”.
George watched in horror as Dream and Sapnap collapsed against each other as their laughter got louder and louder.
“No!”.
“Stop!!”. They slapped at their midsections helplessly in a state of panic George was all too familiar with. And there was nothing he could do.
“Stop it!”, he yelled. Both the boys slumped to the ground in a fit of giggles, but the tickling had ended.
“I believe you now…”, Sapnap whined.
“That was awful.”, Dream said as he sat up and looked around nervously. The giggles were sputtering into silence as the tension came over the room again.
The three of them tended to be loud together, but even now they were nervous to break the silence. The sporadic movement that the tickle attack had caused had left the room with only one candle left.
“This is actually pretty scary…”, Dream said softly.
The room plunged into darkness as the last candle was blown out by something none of them could see.
They all screamed, but Sapnap’s scream shot up multiple octaves and was finally broken up by his frantic and raspy laughter. George’s heart dropped, knowing he had accidentally brought his friends into the same nightmare he had been living. He shoved the board out of the way and found Sapnap’s squirming body. The boy shrieked in fear at the touch.
“It’s me!”.
“I’m here, too.”, Dream said nearby. Shit, he really couldn’t see a thing.
“Make it stop!”, Sapnap cried through his laughter. He was shaking and squirming back and forth. He screamed through his laughter as the invisible hands found a worse spot. George guessed it was his thighs.
“I’m going to turn on the light!”, he said loud enough for the others to hear and started to make his way to the wall.
Dream’s scream cut out through the darkness and he heard a thud as he landed on the ground. George stood in the pitch black and listened to his best friends laugh hysterically. What a ridiculous situation.
“Please!”, Dream cried out through his laughter and George heard him banging on the floor. Or maybe he was kicking his legs.
He couldn’t help but hover there for a few seconds and listen to them lose their minds. But then it hit him. He knew whatever the thing was, was only one thing. It had been more than a month and he had only ever felt two hands tickling him.
“Move away from each other!”, he yelled. “It’s only one ghost so if you’re far away from each other it can’t tickle you both!”.
There was some scuffle in the laughter, but George couldn’t tell what was going on. He returned his focus back to his task. He slid his hand along the wall to find the light switch.
“Fuck off!!”, Dream cried. He squealed and his laughter got louder. Sapnap’s laughter faded into tired giggling. George wondered if his advice had left Dream worse off.
It took a bit to find the switch, but finally the room was bathed in light. Dream’s frantic laughter calmed to bubbly giggles and he flopped onto the floor.
“That was completely insane…”, he said. But George knew it wasn’t over. To confirm his suspicions, he attempted to open the front door. It was locked.
“The door is locked.”, he informed them softly.
“Your door can’t lock from that side.”, Dream said, clearly alarmed.
“George, we have to get out of here.”, Sapnap said as he got up.
“I can’t believe I dragged you guys into this.”, George said. It was as close to an apology as they would probably get from him.
“What do we do?”, Dream pushed himself up and rushed to the door. George watched as he twisted the handle uselessly.
George knew what was coming and the panic was crawling up his spine. He knew this was probably going to be the worst one yet. And Dream and Sapnap were going to get a front row seat.
“Please don’t.”, he whispered.
“George?”, Dream turned at the noise.
George’s knees buckled the second the fingers were digging into his ribcage. The cackle he let out was involuntary and he crumbled to the floor.
“No! Please, no!!!”, he cried out. He felt a hand slide up into his armpit and he screeched into his carpeted floor. The hands were so real, manipulating his muscles and plucking at his ribs. But, no matter what he couldn’t grab them. It didn’t matter how much he curled up. And it didn’t matter how much he begged, it never did. “Stop!!”, he screamed. His body jerked him onto his back and he threw his head back, laughing uncontrollably. How humiliating. Why did he ever turn on the light? Dream and Sapnap gathered around him and watched in horror as he was tickled to pieces by invisible hands. They didn’t let up for even a second. He shrieked over and over again as they jumped around his body, leaving him flopping like a stupid fish. His laughter clipped into a scream as they dug roughly back into his ribs, his weak spot. The touch was so shocking and he felt he was going to lose his mind. It knew him well. Dream and Sapnap were helpless to watch. He wasn’t angry at them for watching, but them being his audience was making it so much worse. He could almost feel their gaze as much as the fingers tickling him.
“Well, I kind of get why they chose George as their target. I mean, he’s just so ticklish.”, Sapnap smiled. The words gutted him. He tried to kick at Sapnap, but the invisible hand pinned his leg back down and squeezed his thigh. He screamed and twisted, but there was nothing he could do. Sapnap giggled. The way his leg was pinned straight down made the tickling worse.
“Don’t hold me…down!!!”, he struggled out. He curled up a little and smacked at his thigh, but there was no budging the demonic hand tickling it ruthlessly. It had found exactly how to play with the muscle there and George didn’t know how he would survive. His laughter was sounding more crazed by the second. “Please!!”.
“This is really cute…”, Dream added. George screamed in protest, but this was a losing battle. The invisible hands crawled up and attacked his hip bones. George cried out and collapsed back, kicking his legs out desperately.
“Stop! Stop! Stop!!”, his voice was high pitched and shriek-y. “I’m gonna die!!!”. He squeezed his eyes shut so he couldn’t see his observers. The tickling at his hips was maddening. He felt the hands curiously feel around the bones and pinch at his waist. He was helpless to the flood of squeals and laughter forced out of him. The tickling got rougher and faster as the seconds ticked by…then minutes. Is this how he would die?
George had no clue how long the tickling lasted, but when it ended he just let out a squeak and flipped over. His cheeks were wet with tears. The other two crowded him, all giggles.
“George, that was crazy!”, Dream said.
“Are you okay? Oh my god it almost tickled you to death!”, Sapnap laughed and helped him up.
“We have to go…”, George giggled tiredly and grabbed blindly for the door.
“Yeah we have to get out of here.”, Dream agreed easily.
The three of them stumbled up and out the door into the night. It was late, but there’s no way any of them were stepping foot back into that house anytime soon. George’s skin still tingled from how aggressive the tickling was at the end.
“We can probably go to the community center, at least for now.”, Dream suggested. “I don’t know how we are going to figure out what that thing is, but I can’t take any more.”.
“You can’t take any more?”, George mumbled.
What the hell was he going to do?
PLEASE most random thing but can we see more dream and 4k please I mean like im bouta start groveling for this. 🙇🏽🙇🏽🙇🏽🙇🏽
4K is very happy to trade netherite for tickles. Too bad no-one told Dream that was the trade-off