Notes: This is a one-off that has nothing to do with my other God AU. It’s floating somewhere is a headcannon where George, Dream, and XD are friends, and Dream and XD have a vague connection where they’ve known each other for a long long time. It’s my little take on the ‘XD doesn’t know what tickling is’ trope! I hope you enjoy!
George giggled as he was jostled again, keeping his hold around the god.
“Give it back!”, he yelled, reaching for the goggles. He yelled as he was almost thrown again.
XD laughed, holding George’s goggles just out of reach and keeping care to make sure George didn’t fall off his back. He had snatched the boy’s goggles off his head a few minutes ago when he was getting too sassy, and the boy had jumped on his back like a little monkey.
“Not until you apologize!”.
“I didn’t even do anything!”, George’s voice was shrill with playful energy, still grabbing wildly towards the goggles.
“You were being a brat! You called me the ‘god of being an idiot’!!”. At that, George broke into laughter and started to slide down XD’s back.
“You are!”.
XD must have felt George sliding down because suddenly there were large hands grabbing at his thighs as he slipped. The unexpected touch made him squeal and suddenly, he was on the floor.
“George!”.
“That hurt!”, he cried out through hysterical giggles, but he was rubbing at his thighs.
“Where does it hurt?”, XD kneeled down next to him and tried moving his hands. George’s giggling kicked up in octave as he panicked.
“You dropped me on my butt!”.
“Did you pull a muscle?”, XD pulled away one of his hands and grabbed at George’s thigh. He screeched and yanked away. “Whoa! What’s wrong?”.
“Don’t do that!”, George’s face was starting to burn under the attention and he had completely lost control of his giggles.
“Are you hurt?”.
“No!”, George cursed how flustered he was getting, but XD kept trying to touch his legs. “I’m okay! I’m okay!”.
“Yeah?”, XD tilted his head in amusement at George’s state.
George sat up and tried to shake off his giggles.
“Why are you so giggly?”, XD asked and scooted closer. Suddenly, he darted his hands towards George’s legs. They stopped before they touched him, but he squealed and burst into laughter anyway.
“Don’t!”, he cried as covered his legs.
“Don’t what? What’s gotten into you?”, XD laughed. “You’re so jumpy! Why are you blocking your legs?”. George huffed out forcefully, trying to calm his laughter. Was XD playing dumb or did he really not know why he was laughing? He tried to think back to any other time XD had tickled him and came up empty.
“It um…I’m just ticklish there…”, he stuttered.
“Ticklish? What’s that?”. George’s eyes widened a little at the question.
“You don’t know what tickling is?”.
“No. I don’t just know everything George.”.
“Well. It’s like a touch that makes you laugh. So, my thighs are ticklish…and when you grabbed them it tickled so I laughed.”, George’s blush darkened more and more as he spoke.
“You look like you are going to explode. Did the tickling embarrass you?”.
“No! I’m just…uh.”, George shook his head in frustration over his hot cheeks. “I just didn’t expect to be tickled. I don’t know!”. XD laughed at him again. George had to hold himself back from yelling ‘Shut up!’.
George yelped as XD pressed him to the floor and straddled him.
“Hey!”.
“I want to tickle you more!”.
“Wh-no! You can’t!”.
“Why? Where else are you ticklish?”, XD grinned and pressed George to the ground by his sides. Then…he squeezed. George squealed and twisted in the hold.
“Don’t do that!”, he burst into giggles and shoved at XD’s hands.
“Does it tickle?”, XD asked in a teasing voice, then got to work right away pinching and squeezing at George’s sides. George struggled for a few seconds, hoping that XD would be too inexperienced to tickle him well, but exploded into uncontrollable laughter as he attacked just the right spots with just the right amount of pressure.
“Stop!”, he shrieked and bucked up against the weight holding him down. He smacked at the hands and twisted, squealing as the tickling didn’t let up at all. “Okay! Okay! Okay!!! You tickled me!!”, he cried out in desperation. XD giggled.
“You are so cute like this!”.
“Please!”, he squeaked out.
George flopped against the ground in a heap of giggles when XD released his sides.
“I like tickling. It’s your thighs too, right?”, XD grinned mischievously.
“No!”, George yelled and grabbed for XD’s hands. They were batted away easily and George shrieked at XD got a hold of the ticklish muscles. “No!!”.
“I don’t know…they seem pretty ticklish to me.”. George twisted and howled with laughter. He was no match for XD’s strength.
“No more!”, he cried.
XD stopped suddenly and pinned George’s wrists down at either side of his head. George giggled hysterically.
“XD!”, he whined.
“Georgie. Can you please show me more tickling?”, XD asked sweetly. George opened his mouth to respond, but only flustered giggles fell out. It’s not like he didn’t want to help his friend out and make him happy…he was just so ridiculously ticklish and the idea of letting himself be tickled seemed impossible.
“I’m too ticklish…”, he muttered softly. XD grinned wider.
XD moved George’s wrists together above his head so now he had a free hand hovering over George’s squirmy body.
“Nononono!”, George broke into panicky giggles.
“I’ll go slow!”. George nodded a little, but shrieked in fear when XD’s large hand neared his ribs. He kicked helplessly at the floor behind XD and shook his head.
“XD!”.
“Yeah?”, XD flashed a toothy grin. George could only shake his head and giggle.
When the fingers touched down to the ticklish bones in his ribcage, George screamed bloody murder.
“George!”, XD laughed as he plucked George’s ribs like a guitar. The mortal threw his head back and laughed crazily. How could XD be this good at tickling when he was just learning? “Ooh, you’re really ticklish here!”.
“Please!”, he peeped out through his hysterics. XD stopped and laughed.
“This is so much fun! Can I try one more spot?”. George whined through his giggles, but gave a weak nod.
Before George even recovered, there were five fingertips pressed and shaking into his stomach. He barely had a second to gasp before exploding into hysterical laughter.
“XD!!! XD! XD please! Please!!!”, he begged desperately through his laughter. There was no budging either of XD’s hands. XD just smirked and leaned in closer, observing George’s each and every reaction. He squealed when the god found a particularly good spot. “Okay! Okay!”.
George’s laughter raised in pitch for a few more seconds and cut off into squeaky giggles when XD stopped.
“I love tickling!”, XD announced and pulled George up to cuddle his limp body. George giggled dizzily and sank gratefully into the hold. “Thanks for teaching me how to tickle, Georgie.”.
~•~
Dream rolled his eyes as he took in the aroma of the house.
“Mushroom soup again?”.
“Complain and you will get none.”, George snapped, making Dream giggle as settled in.
Conversation was easy as George finished dinner and served them both. The topics George’s wanted to talk about least came up a few minutes later.
“So you were supposed to hang out with XD today, right?”.
“Ugh! Yeah. We hung out.”, George slurped down a spoonful of hot soup and hoped Dream would think the blush taking over his cheeks was from the heat. One glance up at the other boy told him no.
“What? Did you guys get into a fight or something?”.
“No. No, nothing like that.”, George shook his head and focused his eyes on the soup bowl. “Just. I taught him some new stuff he didn’t know about humans. He didn’t know about…tickling. He tickled me by accident and when I reacted he wanted to learn more. I tried to let him, but it was really hard.”, George explained. He could almost feel the ghost of XD’s fingers prodding at his sides. Dream didn’t respond.
George looked up to find Dream with his hand over his own mouth.
“What! I was just trying to be a good friend!”, George snapped, defensive.
“You’re such an idiot, George!”, Dream burst into laughter. George watched him break down with a mix of embarrassment and confusion. “XD knows what tickling is! Are you stupid?”. George stared at Dream with wide eyes for a few seconds.
“What?!”.
“Why wouldn’t he know what tickling is! George!”.
“I don’t know! He seemed sincere!”, George yelled, then covered his face and whined into his hands. “Wait…that’s why he was so…ugh!!”.
“So what?”.
“Nothing! Nevermind!”, George huffed and dropped his hands, trying to go back to his soup.
“No, tell me!”.
“Good at it! Whatever!”.
“Awww he tickled you really good?”, Dream teased.
“Stop!”.
“Too good for an amateur, huh? Did he make you scream?”.
“Dream!!!”, George yelled and stood up, grabbing his bowl of soup and threatening to throw it at the other boy. Dream gripped the table to avoid laughing himself out of his chair.
~•~
Dream and George walked slowly through the forest together. George had been fine when they started their trek towards their destination, but as they went on he was getting flustered at the conversation.
“And you’re sure he’s ticklish?”, George whispered.
“Yes! Growing up, me and him were in plenty of tickle fights. I’m not going to lie, he won a lot of them, but he’s definitely ticklish.”.
“He’s going to win.”, George hissed out.
“Probably…but you won’t go down without a fight!”.
“I don’t want to be tickled!”, he whined.
“George, you have to get him back!”.
It was the next day, and George and XD had plans to meet up again. Dream was going to hide and watch, and George was going to enact his revenge.
“His worst spots are his ribs. Go for the kill. Be rough, George. He’s a god, you can’t really hurt him.”, Dream nodded as he spoke.
As they neared the clearing, Dream found a tree with a low branch and pulled himself up.
“Good luck!”, he whispered before disappearing into the leaves.
George found a tree to sit against and played with his fingers while he waited. His stomach was filled with nervous butterflies and he had the urge to get up and run.
“Georgie!”, XD’s voice pulled him from his thoughts and he smiled at the sight of his friend.
“Hi XD!”, he said as he pulled himself up and fell into his arms for a hug.
“I missed you!”, XD yelled and spun him around playfully. George couldn’t help but giggle.
“I missed you, too.”, he rolled his eyes as he was placed down, but he was smiling despite the attitude.
Before he could lose his nerve, he sprung into action. He tackled XD down and dug his fingers into his ribs before they even hit the ground. XD barked out a laugh of surprise, but George was pinned before he even knew it.
“Wha-hey!”, he struggled under the hold and fell helpless to the nervous giggles bubbling up his throat. “Okay, I’m sorry!”.
“Get over here, Dream!”, XD called out into the field. There was a rustling before Dream hopped down from the tree and bolted. XD disappeared and reappeared directly in his path and Dream crashed right into his arms with a yelp.
“Fuck! XD, no please! I was just watching!”, Dream begged as he was dragged through the clearing easily. He scrabbled his feet against the ground and clawed at XD’s arms, but it was no use. “Nononono!”.
George crawled backwards as XD approached, but XD grabbed his ankle and yanked him back.
The two boys were smushed together on the ground.
“So. Tickling, huh?”, XD smirked as he held them both down effortlessly.
“I know you tricked me!”, George said, cursing just how squeaky it was.
“Yeah? It was so easy. Awww you don’t know what tickling is? Here, tickle me all over!”, XD perfectly mimicked George’s voice, but the teasing words made George blush darkly.
“That’s not what I said!”, he yelled.
“And you? Little sneak. You told on me?”, XD leaned in close to his mortal counterpart, making the boy burst into giggles.
“Let us go!”.
“Yeah! Let us go!”, George echoed.
The two were getting more flustered with each passing second. The thought of being tickled silly while pinned down together was ridiculously embarrassing.
At the same time, XD attacked one of each boy’s sides. They squealed and twisted against each other. They both tried to shove away the offending hands, but even together, they were no match against a god. After just a second or two of tickling, they were screeching with laughter. The tickling hands attacked their sides and stomachs and ribs, darting around as they squealed and laughed like children. They were helpless and could do nothing but take it. They felt so small. Pinned down by a god. Dream twisted and wheezed, clawing at the grass. George screamed, flailing and kicking desperately.
“I’m so glad you two volunteered to teach me more about tickling!”.
finally. this is my first dsmp fic since june last year 😵💫 thank you all so much for your patience and understanding <33
Summary: Dream finds himself taking refuge in a tulip field after being broken out of prison. DreamXD finds him and Dream notices that the god is hiding something from him. His cheekiness and curiosity gets him tickled silly. TERRIFICALLY PLATONIC
Warnings: tickling, XD has four arms, mouth tickles
Word Count: 4880
please please enjoy oh my gosh
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Dream didn’t think that he had ever been more grateful to see a flower biome in his life.
His legs were tired, unfamiliar with the amount of physical exertion that they had been put through, and his prison wear proved to be useless at protecting him from the previous snow biome’s bite. He was tired, cold and exhausted; but he was also finally free.
Oak tree branches greeted him with open limbs as he finally stumbled over the biome’s border, a ceremony of colourful petals bowing down to him as he scurried past. His lungs wheezed hungrily at the sweet scented air; he’d been running ever since leaving Technoblade’s snowy cottage, and they were as tired and out of practice as his legs.
The piglin hybrid had been gracious enough to uphold his favour and escort Dream safely away from the angry crowds outside his prison, but he had also made it clear that that would be the end of his prison break-out service. Once again, Dream had been stripped of the safety-net of having someone to fight alongside, but more importantly, the fresh set of armour that he had been given. Optimistically, he was aware that he’d be able to recover both, he just needed to find Punz.
A few more chunks of desperate bounding saw Dream’s body disappointingly reach its limit. A small clearing within the flowery forest broke his fall as his legs literally gave out beneath him. He tumbled a few more blocks after that, rolling limply through a patch of unsuspecting pink and orange tulips, and landing face down into the grass beneath.
There was barely enough strength left in him to open his eyes, but he managed to groan and roll himself onto his back, batting at the curious tulips and grass stems that leant down to smother his face — analyzing their new company. He knew that there was no way that he could run another step; his chest heaved and his legs trembled even whilst just lying, sprawled out in a flower field. Though he was certain that he had run far enough to lose any of his angry followers.
Beyond the waving tulips in his peripheral vision, a bright, blue sky stretched out above him, smeared with fluffy, white clouds. A breath of wind blew across the clearing. Dream listened to it approach, and then finally mustered up the energy to lift himself up onto his elbows to bathe in it. He tilted his head up, closing his eyes as the breath gently pulled at his unkept hair, listening to the whispers of the field around him as it basked in the same feeling. It felt more incredible than he could have ever imagined, an immovable smile crept up his face.
Catching his breath allowed him to take in the beauty of his surroundings, as he began to sort through his inventory. Ahead of him was a dark oak forest, one that prompted him with the need to feel just a little more prepared for the approaching night.
Although he didn’t have his armour, he still had managed to collect an array of useful items during his escape; four healing potions, two fire resistance potions, seventeen ender pearls, a half-used nether axe and half a stack of steak were only the beginnings of his findings. He laid them out neatly in the field in front of him once he had counted them, each one glistening beautifully under the glorious rays of the server’s sunshine. He still had this eerie feeling that someone was watching him — no doubtably a drawback from being monitored in prison for a whole year — but he tried his hardest to ignore it.
Another breeze rolled across the field and Dream lifted his head again. He shut his eyes, listening to the whispering life forms around him and it rushed past his face. A subtle shift in the air flow around him raised suspicion in his gut, potentially another symptom of his paranoia; but as a shadow made itself present against the backs of his eyelids, he was left with no other choice but to give into its nagging, pulling away from his moment of serenity.
He made the right call.
The flower field that once lay out in front of him had now been replaced, blocked. In its place was instead a looming figure, one that wore a white porcelain mask and very nearly scared Dream all the way out of his skin. He let out a yell, jolting back away from the upside down face, and gasping sharply when a set of familiar, cloak-covered arms broke his fall. The face leant in, apparently having no regard for Dream’s personal space. It was as equally familiar as the arms that held him.
“XD..?” He questioned, unable to control the startle in his voice. He could hear his heart racing in his ears as a low chuckle rumbled out from behind the mask, vibrating up his spine.
“Dream.” The being greeted, removing himself from Dream’s space. Dream felt himself relax, letting out a breath of relief as he was tilted back up into his original position. He scrambled himself around to face the familiar god, lifting up his chin.
Despite appearing significantly smaller to how he had done in prison, DreamXD was still tall, reaching well over four blocks and towering over Dream’s seated body. Their stance was rigid, gaze directed out towards the dark oak biome’s borders behind him. They seemed disgruntled by something, Dream recognised the subtle signs of worry.
“You scared me!” He accused, naturally shrinking away when the god’s attention shifted back down to him. They stared at him for a moment behind unreadable porcelain, before their shoulders also appeared to relax, and an amused smile stretched beneath their mask instead.
“You’re a long way from prison.” They purred. Their rigidity appeared to be brushed aside as they dipped down to join Dream in his patch of flowers. His cloak arranged itself around him during his descent, blanketing any nearby tulips in a sea of deep green, and chasing out a gust of displaced air as it did so. “How did you manage that?”
Dream felt his lips wobble and stretch to mirror their expressions.
“Techno broke me out.” He began, hopelessly proud. “He dug through the wall and we swam out through the lava. Like it was honestly so cool, it was like — four of us versus the whole server. It was epic!”
The god scoffed at his enthusiasm, but even so Dream couldn’t stop himself from rambling. The feeling of being free was exhilarating, and the god’s presence always seemed to bring out a hidden vulnerability within himself. He had an aura of safety around him, a radiating warmth that always managed to draw Dream in.
He ended up explaining his breakout in great detail, and DreamXD allowed him every word. It felt good to have someone to talk to, and incredible to have the wind on his shoulders and grass beneath his body.
“Well aren’t you a clever one.” The deity praised once Dream’s recount came to an end. They had picked up one of his healing potions and were tapping patiently at its glass. Dream beamed at the words. He was aware that they were laced with subtle sparks of humour and sarcasm — DreamXD was a being beyond mortal troubles after all — but his smile was wide and proud regardless.
“George will be pleased to see you.” They continued, offering Dream a friendly smile. The phrase was clearly meant to be comforting, reassuring. It was spoken with such a soft tone and was ended with an even softer smile, and yet the mere mentioning of his old friend sent Dream’s body into a panic. His heart leapt to his throat, thudding away against his voice box as his body promptly drained itself from all remnants of pride and joy.
George…
He hadn’t expected to hear that name so soon, in fact he was borderline ignoring it. Dream hadn’t even considered that he’d now be able to reunite with his former best friend; half of him wanted to believe that it was because he was mad at George, but the other half was louder and far more convincing.
He was afraid.
The fear of being rejected pin pricked all over his skin at the innocent mention of the brunette’s name, along with a set of carelessly crafted "What if’s?”:
What if George shared the same motives as Sapnap? What if he believed that Dream deserved to rot away in prison?
The idea of George being disappointed or angry at Dream wrapped tightly around his throat.
What if he tried to hurt him? What if George got hurt because of Dream again?
The panicked flurry of thoughts took Dream’s hesitation as an opportunity to speak without his permission.
“No.” He found himself saying, stern and clear. The smile below XD’s mask faded into a frown. Dream felt his chest tighten. “I’m- I’m sorry.” He followed up quickly. The god carefully replaced the healing potion back down into the grass. He nodded his head, slowly. Dream could tell that he was disappointed.
Another breeze rolled over the field, filling the silence between the two beings with whooshing whispers. It settled Dream a little, but didn’t do much to alleviate the weight of guilt on his shoulders. He felt on the verge of tears — a feeling that he seldom felt, provided that he wasn’t unaccompanied by the apparent-god of the server. He felt silly and pathetic and so unbelievably overrun with guilt.
“George likes these sorts of flowers.” The god’s voice was a soft rumble, combining perfectly with the whispering flora around them. Dream looked over to him, they were disassembling an orange tulip, petal by petal. He managed to nod his head in agreement, but his mind was well and truly elsewhere.
“I just- don’t want him getting hurt...” He confessed, earnestly. It was not the full truth, but it was one that he felt XD would at least be able to understand, or more to the point, one that he was comfortable admitting. To his surprise the god scoffed at his explanation.
“Nothing is going to hurt George.” They stated firmly, like it was the most obvious thing in the world. His tone was confident but Dream also sensed that the affirmation was not only meant for him. He tilted his head, beckoning the god to elaborate, but they merely switched topics.
“How did you find this place?” The orange tulip had been dismantled, and the deity moved to fiddle with Dream’s axe instead. Dream watched him easily handle the weapon as though it were a small twig.
The wording of the question caught his attention, pairing with the god’s previous claim and sparking a fire of curiosity within him.
‘This place.’
To Dream this indicated some sort of significance to the clearing.
“I don’t know, I just ran.” He shrugged, watching curiously as XD’s gait appeared to freeze; their fiddling stopped and their gaze lifted up to stare past him into the dark oak biome like before. Intriguingly, their worry seemed to have returned.
“Why?” Dream asked, turning to scan the edges of the forest’s border in case there was someone or something lurking there. He couldn’t see anything out of the ordinary, maybe a few more mushrooms than he’d expect, but that was all. When he turned back, the god was focused on him instead. He shifted under their gaze.
“No reason.” They claimed. Dream eyed him suspiciously. It sounded very much like a lie. He decided to pry further.
“You keep looking over there… Is there something in there?”
It was intriguing to watch a being as inhuman as XD portray such human reactions. Dream watched the god hesitate at his question. Their shoulders rolled with the obvious pressure of keeping a secret, and his axe was promptly replaced back down into the grass.
“..No…”
Curiosity surged through Dream’s veins. His lips twitched into an amused smirk.
“You’re lying!” He pointed out, shuffling himself up onto his knees to face the good square on.
“I’m not!”
Dream couldn’t help but laugh, they just sounded so flabbergasted.
“Aren’t you like— a god or something? Shouldn’t you be able to keep secrets??” The god huffed at the call-out. Dream ignored him. “What’s in the dark oak forest?”
“Nothing!” Dream raised an eyebrow, he’d never seen XD so squirmy.
He decided to push the god further, allowing himself to stand and turn himself towards the forest again. The deity acted as he felt he would, whooshing their way into his vision to block his view. Dream dodged around him, expecting the reaction, and found himself to laugh at the god’s yell of dismay.
“You’re hiding something!” He yipped, making a break for the dark oak’s borders. Along with XD’s ability to coax out Dream’s most deepest vulnerabilities, he also apparently had the ability to inject giddy curiosity into his veins.
The whoosh of XD’s cloak appeared again, this time engulfing Dream in its fabric before he had a chance to dodge around it
“No! Let me see!!” Dream yelped. His heart fluttered with excitement, parting his lips into a giddy smile. There was something in the dark oak forest, there was just no way that there wasn’t! He giggled as the god hissed out his disapproval.
“It’s not for humans. No one is supposed to be able to find this place.” The god’s arms adjusted around Dream, blocking any wriggly escape attempts with a replenishing wall of fabric.
“Supposed to?” Once again the wording caught Dream’s attention. The cloak had muffled his voice but had done nothing to dampen his curiosity. “Does that mean that somebody has already found it?”
A beat of silence from the god caused Dream’s smile to triple in width. The reaction was enough to quench his query, and he went back to batting and wading through his fabric prison.
It was a hopeless process.
“You are asking, a lot of questions...” The god growled, slowly. Their arms tightened around Dream’s waist, stilling his squirming entirely.
The warning tone in his voice could not have been more clear, leading Dream to believe he was on the right track with his prying. All common sense and caution had been lost to the impulsivity of his adrenaline. “So I take that as a yes?”
Another low, irritated growl rumbled out from behind him. Dream chuckled, tilting his head up and providing XD with a victorious smile. It was fascinating to watch the clear signs of frustration play out on XD’s face, despite it being mostly hidden by his mask. Dream was able to paint a vivid picture of what his full expressions may look like based on just the pout that twisted his lips; they were well and truly peeved.
“It’s too easy~” He teased. XD bared his teeth into a snarl, a much firmer warning. Dream supplied a cheeky grin in return, but he felt his heart pound when the god’s snarl crept its way up into a smile; a slow creeping, mischievous smile.
“You’re a lot more spritely out here than you were cooped up in that cell.” They observed, a sudden smoothness and venom to their tone. Dream gasped as the hands around his waist suddenly stirred, shuffling beneath the deity’s cloak and latching themselves onto his sides. His common sense made a quick return, pushing its way back into control and immediately barking out warnings to his nervous system.
“W-wahAIt NO!!” He yelped, twisting amongst his cloak-prison. Any misplaced confidence was promptly chased away by new spikes of panic; though the giddy excitement circuiting his bloodstream remained. Together, the feelings collected and combined in his stomach, fluttering around clumsily like a newly hatched phoenix, before climbing up and out of his throat in the form of panicked, bubbly giggles.
“Usually you’re so sad and mopey.” The god continued over Dream’s emerging laughter, taunting him with the calmness in his tone. He drew circles into Dream’s sides, moving up and down the muscles despite the boy’s kicks and squirms.
“But now you’re so chipper!”
“NOhoho!! StAHAp!!”
“Wouldn’t you agree, Dreamie?” Dream’s laughter hiccuped as XD’s hands moved up to his ribs, stamping his feet into the grassy ground and scrunching up his shoulders as their playful growl rumbled through him.
“StAHAp!! Ohohobiviously!!” He whined, prying and clawing at the shape of their hands.
In hindsight, this form of retaliation from the god should have been better anticipated; Dream had of course never not been reduced to a giggly mess after each one of XD’s previous visits. He had been naive to challenge them, and he knew all too well that escaping the god was always a hopeless process, especially now that he was working with an exhausted body and giddy mind.
“You’re also much more sassy.”
Dream doubled over as the god’s fingers began climbing up his ribcage, trembling and squeaking as they kneaded and teased each bone.
“Nohoho Ihihi—!!”
“Still just as adorable though.”
Dream shook his head, quickly succumbing to the burn of his growing blush. Along with being impossible to escape, the god also had a certain way with his words that left Dream writhing. Their creeping squeezes and teasy comments moved faster than his tired brain could ever keep up with. It was simply impossible to console himself. He collected up two fistfuls of fabric and buried his face into them.
“Ehehehex Dehehehe…” He whined.
“And still just as ticklish.” A muffled protest was thrown into his cloak burrow.
“STA-hahaP! Ihih’m NOHOT!!” Dream cried. He hated that word. Hot fluster-borne tears gathered in his eyes as his skin prickled with chilling embarrassment. He slid down in XD’s hold, buckling at the knees and pressing his face further into his green haven.
“Ohhh, it’s too easy…” XD mocked, continuing their crawling journey up his ribcage. Their hold loosened around Dream’s waist, apparently taking pity on the ex-prisoner’s fluster, and allowing him some wiggle room.
Dream made no hesitation in abusing the deity’s gesture.
The second he felt XD’s hold relax, he re-engaged his squirming; kicking, prying, leaping and bouncing with any ounce of energy that he could muster up. Until finally, he was free.
“YES!!” He cried, tittering madly to himself as he scampered his way towards the dark oak’s border’s again. His heart raced in his chest, pounding excitedly at the thought of XD chasing him down. He hadn’t felt this sort of playful adrenaline in such a long time; not since before L’manburg. It felt as though he had been struck by lightning, like his brain was charged with childish curiosity and innocence. He couldn’t stop giggling.
His adrenaline carried him only a chunk or so before the burn of exhaustion swelled in his legs again, then it was only a few more blocks after that that his brief getaway was brought to its inevitable end. Two cloaked arms wrapped around his waist, engulfing him with familiar forest green, and lifting him from the ground. Before Dream could even think to fight his way free, or yelp out a protest, the world around him twirled.
Suddenly, he was looking at the dark oak biome from a new perspective, with a sky of tulips above his head, and a stretching sea of blue at his feet. He craned his neck up, only to find DreamXD’s signature, menacing grin staring back down at him; from in between his thighs…
“NoHO!!” He cried, letting out uncontrollable titters out at the sight. His legs were slung over the deity’s shoulders, and he was pinned down at his thighs by two large, clawed hands. The deity’s head rested in between, and their lower set of arms wrapped around Dream’s waist to keep him extra steady. Butterflies swarmed inside Dream’s stomach, and his head spun as he attempted to orientate himself.
“You really want to know what’s in there?” DreamXD mused, dragging long nails up and down Dream’s thighs.
Dream gasped, holding his breath to stifle his reactions. The god's claws were way out of his reach, and yet he still attempted to swing himself up to bat at them to defend himself. He was quickly broken into breathy, panicked giggles, which apparently prompted the deity’s hands to increase their pressure. The hands switched from tracing to squeezing, latching onto Dream’s thighs and massaging at his tired muscles.
“NahAHAha!! Fuhuhuhuck youhuhuhu!!” Dream cried, throwing his head back into free flowing cackles. He clawed at the hands around his waist as compensation for not being able to reach his thighs.
“Ohhhh fuck me??” The deity challenged. Dream squealed when their hands moved to taser at his inner thighs. “And to think that I was trying to protect you!!”
“EHEhEX DEHE!!”
“Maybe I will have to send you there after all!!” Dream shook his head. It didn’t matter how much he kicked, he wasn’t able to move his thighs in the slightest.
“Juhuhust tEHELl mehe whahat’s iN thehehere!!”
“Mm I don’t know if I should~” The deity crooned. “It’s not safe for mortals, like you!” His fingers moved down to tap and squeeze at Dream’s hip bones. Dream began squeaking through his laughter.
“Whyhyhy..?” He hiccuped, shaking his head again in an attempt to clear some of his brain fog. He felt dizzy and light, almost as though he were resting on clouds.
“It’s full of monsters!” XD hissed, snarling his answer in a playful whisper. “Monsters that were created to gobble up meddling mortals like you!”
Dream let out a squeal as the deity’s lower hands suddenly unwrapped themselves and scuttled up his sides. He yelped and yipped, battling with the delighted terror in his stomach. The lower set of arms left him with enough freedom to twist and swing, but the new firmer hold on his thighs still kept him from falling.
“NAHAhHaha!! I cahan tahahake thehehem! Juhuhust let me gohoho!!”
“Ohhh you wouldn’t stand a chance!!”
Dream screamed as the god moved his scuttling around to his stomach, showering the sensitive area with unpredictable spidering.
“You’re just far too ticklish to win against a tickle monster.”
“XD!!” Dream yelled, bucking his hips in a wild panic. His stomach fluttered and flustered under the soft touch, burning itself up into a hot lava mess and oozing its way down to his neck and cheeks. “YOU’RE LYING!”
“And the tickle monsters love ticklish little snacks like you!”
“NOHO!!” He wailed.
His body fell back limp against XD’s, losing himself to waves of laughter, and strings of incoherent babbles. He pried at the god’s hands but it hardly made a difference in their attack.
Once the hands found their way beneath Dream’s prison shirt and onto his bare skin, Dream truly felt that he had been teleported into the clouds. His skin fluttered and jumped at every scritch and scratch from the god, leaving behind an army of goosebumps and shivers each time. Mirthful tears in his eyes made the dark oak forest look like a painting, washed and abstract, and he could feel that his cheeks and stomach were as hot as the nether.
“Soooo flustered!” The god crooned. He loosened his hold around Dream’s thighs, letting him slide down towards the waving flower field below, and stilling his skittering fingers. “The monsters will be most pleased!”
Dream immediately covered his face with a whine, muffling untameable titters into the palms of his hands. He wanted so desperately to curl up, but his body was feeling far too weak and fluffy to obey any of his orders.
Flowers and grass stems greeted him with playful kisses and whispers once he was fully lowered into their grasp. He giggled and squirmed amongst them, completely lost and overcome by his heightened sensitivity. The god followed him down, looming over him and making Dream squeak and yelp at the shadow he created.
“Dreamie, Dreamie, Dreamie...” He sighed, grinning wildly when the boy squeaked at that as well. “What am I going to do with you?”
Dream peaked out from behind his hands, huffing and puffing amongst his nerves. It was ironically the most alive and grounded that he had felt in a long time, despite his floaty state.
“Lehehet mehe gohoho?” He suggested, cheekily. He couldn’t help himself.
“Hmmm.” The deity hummed, clearly in feigned thought. Dream giggled at that too, overcome by childish energy. “I suppose it wouldn’t hurt to give myself a little taster before I send you off there…”
Dream’s eyes widened as the deity’s grin did, watching in disbelief as they opened their mouth to reveal their fangs growing and sharpening right before his eyes.
“Youhuhur— youhuhur, youhuhur—!” He squeaked. His heart thumped wildly and excitedly in his chest. “Whaha—whahat??”
“Just a little nibble.” They explained, before diving down closer to Dream. They buried themselves into the startled boy’s neck, and began grazing his teeth over the skin there.
Dream screamed, not just from the shock of the movement, but from the sheer panic that XD was actually going to bite him.
“NAAHAHA EHEHEX DEHEHE!!!” He wailed, thrashing wildly beneath the god’s large body. Somehow, their teeth didn’t hurt in the slightest, but they did tickle. A whole lot.
Dream, was thrown into immediate hysterics, scrunching his shoulders up and pushing desperately at XD’s shoulders. He swore that he could feel each tooth nipping at the meat of his neck, grazing the sensitive area with the perfect amount of pressure to drive him insane. He arched his back, scuffing his boots into the grassy earth and cackling wildly like he had never done so before.
“PLEHEHEHEHEASE!!!” He cried, trying his darndest to wriggle and squirm away from the unbelievable feeling. The god hummed into his neck, causing Dream to yelp and scream at the buzzing feeling that it left behind. They moved up from the meaty muscles of his trapezium onto the softer skin on the side of his neck. Dream wheezed and thumped his fist into XD’s back.
It was only a few moments after the change of spots that XD apparently decided that Dream had had enough, and he pulled himself away to let the boy recover.
A blinding warmth replaced the deity’s shadow once they moved to sit in the flower field beside Dream. It cradled him in a soothing halo, and Dream didn't argue with its demand for him to keep his eyes closed, focusing on the swirling colours that danced around in the backs of his eyelids.
His skin tingled all over, lighting the fire that kept his giggles alive and bubbling, but also joining forces with the sun and smothering Dream in a comforting blanket of warmth. He felt safe, cozy. He could feel the gentle touches of the flower field around him, reminding him that he was being watched over. He leant into their brushes and sweeps, still giggling to himself and managing to scrunch when a curious tulip dipped down to check in on his neck.
“Plehe-ehehease..!!” He tittered, not really to anyone in particular. He felt dazed, blissed out, and more free than he had ever felt before.
Eventually his breathing calmed down enough for his giggles to die out, leaving him only with a huge smile. He opened his eyes to take in the blue sky above him, adoring the feeling of crisp forest air in his lungs. He wished he could feel this way forever.
“George is in there.”
XD’s voice startled Dream enough to make him jump. He snapped his head around to address the deity.
“Wh-hat.” He cleared his throat. “What did you say?”
“George.” The deity said again. He nodded his head towards the dark oak biome.
Dream sat up, following the god’s gaze out across the dark oak borders. The cogs in his brain grinded and churned, trying to understand what the deity meant, until suddenly he was swarmed with flashes of memories, reminding him of the night that XD had actually brought him to see George.
Was this the same dark oak forest??
“No one is supposed to be able to find it.” The deity explained, fiddling with a grass stem. “But you did.” He looked up to address Dream. Dream looked back to the forest again.
George.
“He’s ready to see you now. If you would like.” The god’s offer was gentle, soothing. He had lost much of his echoed voice and his tone made Dream feel warm and welcomed.
He nodded his head, slowly. XD visibly lit up at his agreeance. Dream couldn’t help but smile.
He allowed for the deity to pick him up, clinging onto soft green fabric as he was maneuvered into a cradle. His aching muscles wasted no time in melting into the god’s arms, and his lungs were quick to time their compressions to the thumping of his heart. The exhaustion that Dream had been trying to fight off so badly finally had the chance to catch up to him. His eyelids drooped under its pull, and his hands loosened their grip around the deity’s comforting fabric.
The pair didn’t even reach the dark oak’s border before sleep found its way to Dream, wrapping him in a cocoon of bliss, warmth and familiarity. He truly was finally free.
🦙🦙🦙…
so happy that i’ve finally finished this one. i’ve been working so much on it :D
George had moments where he regretted teaching XD what tickling was. XD was a very curious God when it came to human things and George, more often than not, became their test subject for the new things they learned. And them have four arms definitely did not help. George was currently in a meadow with XD, one far enough away that no one would find them, pinned to the soft grass by two of their four hands. XD had learned about rib counting from Foolish, having seeing him do it to Bad and asking about it.
"Ex... is this really necessary?" George whimpered, squirming a bit under them.
"You told me I could try out new things on you George. Just relax, it'll be much easier for you if you relax." XD hovered his clawed hands over him, waiting for any real signs for them to stop. When George didn't give them any, they started at the bottom, rubbing his claws into his ribs.
"1, 2, 3,4. You're so loud George, is it really that bad?" XD's tone was entirely curiosity instead of teasing.
"YEHEHEHES!" XD continued to count under their breath, working their way up until they hit the top, letting George rest a bit before wanting to explore something else he learned.
hello!! this is the fic I was talking about the other day inspired by this post!! by none other than the legend @mushiewrites (with additions from me, @fluffallamaful and @cayjuno as well of course)
tldr for anyone who hasn't read/seen the post, the hc is that dreamxd's cloak/cape kind of has a mind of its own and can move by itself, and if it senses danger (e.g. someone reaching over to tickle XD or something, just for an example) it will protect by wrapping around the assailant and trapping them in some way... and George just so happens to be the one in the crossfire
again shoutout to mushie for coming up with this awesome concept, couldn't have done this without you king <3
lee!george, ler!dreamxd, 2.9k words
enjoy!!
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"Ugh, crap," George mumbled, brow furrowed and head tilted where he stood looking up into his closet. He glanced over at XD, who was sitting idly on George's bed, fiddling with the edge of his pillow. The two of them had gotten into the habit of sitting in silence in George's house, usually with a music disc playing faintly from the jukebox, each doing their own individual tasks and sometimes coming together for mutual ones.
So, there they were, in George's bedroom simply enjoying each other's presence, until George got bored and decided to rearrange a few decorations around his bedroom and living area. Nothing too drastic, he simply settled on moving a few picture frames and pillows around idly until he found an arrangement he liked most.
George was planning to hang a specific painting in a newly free spot on the wall, one that he knew he'd put in the closet the last time he rearranged his decorations with Foolish and Tina.
The only issue was that Foolish had been the one to put it away for him. And Foolish had put it on the top shelf… that George just barely couldn't reach.
He stood on his toes and tried to reach up to it, but it was pushed back too far on the shelf for him to grab it. His shoulders slumped as he stood flat again, running a hand through his hair and scrunching his nose up in discouragement.
"Hey, XD?" George spoke softly, gaining the attention of the God across the room from him, who looked up upon hearing their name.
"Yes?" XD spoke just as softly, the echo of their voice toned down from the calm environment. George looked away from XD and back at the shelf, reassessing his options. He stood up on his toes again, stretching his arm up as far as he could with a strained sound, but the tip of his middle finger barely grazed the corner before he dropped down again. He sighed in defeat, tilting his head back and looking over to XD once more.
"Can you grab that painting from the top shelf for me? I can't reach it," George asked, pointing at the painting he was talking about. XD smiled at George's attempts, their smile visible underneath the bottom of their mask as they nodded and stood up. Their cape fluttered in the breeze from the open window as they floated (George still wasn't used to the floating) over to the closet, tilting their chin up and then down to see what George was talking about. XD reached their upper set of arms up, adjusting the collar of their cape before touching their fingertip to the corner of the frame.
"This?" XD asked for confirmation. George nodded, eyes suddenly flicking from XD's face to the space where their cloak had fallen back with their arm movements. George tilted his head in thought, a realization hitting him.
XD's entire side was exposed. And their ribs, and underarms, by proxy.
And they weren't looking at him. They were busy fiddling with the painting.
He could just reach out and poke XD. And they would have no idea it was coming.
Surely if the roles were reversed, XD would do the same to him, right? George knows XD has made it abundantly clear that they're not above taking advantage of George in order to tickle him. They're not above taking advantage of how ticklish he is and how small he is in comparison, but come on, be fair, George is a human, XD is a god, and XD is, like, 9 feet tall! It is not George's fault that XD has the upper hand every single time, he can't help it that XD has super strength and can pin George down and grab him and throw him around like a rag doll and they can use their stupid magic, and sure George never really puts up a fight but he—
Anyway… George deserved to take a bit of revenge… right? He deserved to take advantage of this moment. He did!
"There's some stuff on top, hold on, I'll move it," XD mumbled after a beat of silence.
"Okay, be careful," George said, trying to seem nonchalant with his plan as he took a step closer. Wordlessly, XD pulled out the smaller frame on top of the one George was grabbing for, showing George a small, square picture of a blue bird with a white border. George hummed in thought, reaching a hand out and taking the smaller frame from XD, setting it aside on top of his dresser. "I'll find a place for it. Anything else?"
"Uh…" XD hummed as well, turning back to the shelf. They were distracted for a few seconds, and George smirked, knowing that was his time to strike. He took another step forward, close enough now that his elbow grazed the edge of XD's cape, and reached his arm up, his fingers heading right for the exposed skin under their arm.
Suddenly, just as he was about to make contact, his entire body jerked to the left with a force he had never felt before.
He let out a small yelp from the shock of the action, regaining his balance and righting himself where he stood. He attempted to reach out to rest his hand on the wall and steady himself, but he found it difficult– no, impossible?– to move his arms. He glanced up at XD, who had just looked back over at him, before he noticed that XD didn't have their cloak on anymore. He looked down at his immobile arms, letting out a gasp and another strained sound when he saw the familiar, dark forest green fabric wrapped around his arms, holding his wrists together and completely surrounding his hands.
"Wh–" George muttered, pulling at his arms again with no luck and letting out a shaky breath. It seemed that the more he struggled and pulled frantically at his hands, the more the cloak tightened its hold on him. He finally made eye contact with XD again, his face contorted into a confused and surprised expression, his eyes wide and eyebrows tight. "What the hell, XD?"
"What– what did you do?"
"What do you MEAN what did I do? You– your stupid cape just– like– attacked me!" George explained, gesturing around with his trapped arms.
"I'm sorry, I don't– I'm not sure why it would've done that, usually it only does that if it senses danger or something, but you're not dangerous…" XD explained, carefully pushing the items back onto the closet shelf so they wouldn't fall as he turned to fully face George. "Could you have done something else without realizing?"
"I-I don't know! I just– I went to poke your side and it just shot at me and grabbed me! Get it off me!" George explained, looking up at XD and blinking slowly when their expression changed from worried and confused to surprised and… wait, was that… a smile? "What's that look for? I don't like when you look at me like that…" George's shoulders sank slightly as XD stood up straighter, his arms pinching in closer to his body as he attempted to make himself seem smaller as a new bout of nerves flooded through him.
"Oh, Georgie… I think I know what happened now," XD's grin widened a bit more, baring their sharp, pointy teeth. The echo in their voice had come back, their tone and volume sinking lower as it did, just to make the butterflies sitting dormant in George's tummy erupt in a wave of flapping wings and fluttering bodies. "You tried to tickle me."
George was silent for a second, knowing he'd been caught red handed, but unable to stop his brain from trying to cover his tracks anyway.
"N-no, why– why would I do that? That's ridiculous," He tries to explain, pulling his elbows even tighter into his body and struggling to free himself again. XD's head tilted to the side condescendingly.
"No?" They practically purred, leaning down slightly closer to George, their voice rumbling through George's chest more the closer they were. "Don't lie."
"I'm not lying!" George continued to defend, taking a step backwards until his back hit the corner of the closet behind him. He gasped at the impact, whipping his head around to see the wall behind him before quickly turning back around. As soon as he turned back, he was face to face with XD's mask, mere inches from his face, causing him to jump slightly and curl in on himself more.
"Are we forgetting we admitted to it?" XD said, pursing their lips and speaking as if they were talking to a small child. George had, in fact, forgotten that part.
"Um…"
"I don't like liars, George."
"XD, wait–"
"You know what we do to liars, don't you?"
"You're making it sound like you're gonna kill me!" George yelped out with a small smile. XD couldn't help but smile, their smile quickly turning into giggles, which in turn made George giggle. Soon enough, they were both laughing at the absurdity of the situation, and XD shook their head at the thought.
"You're insufferable. Shut up, that's it," XD spoke through their wide smile before finally cutting to the chase and grabbing George's sides, squeezing up and down.
"NO!" George squeaked, his entire body flinching as he tried to fight against his own imminent laughter. He only lasted a few seconds, though, as XD switched to using their long nails to lightly claw at George's tummy. George burst out laughing, pressing back into the wall and curling up, squeezing his arms tightly to his torso and shaking his head. "XD– don't– ahahahaha!"
"Don't? You didn't seem to have any issues trying to do it to me," XD accused as he now used both hands to scratch at George's tummy and sides. George squealed again as XD's pointer finger found its way up to his ribs, and upon noticing the reaction, XD made sure it stayed there. George's body flinched again, almost against his own will, and his spine straightened as he tilted his head back against the wall he was pressed up against.
"Nohohoho–" George squeezed his eyes shut, resorting to pushing and hitting at XD's arms with his trapped hands. "XD-hehe plehehehease!"
"Aw, looks like someone can't take what they were so eager to dish out, huh, Georgie?" XD continued to tease George like their life depended on it as they scratched their nails over George's ribs.
"Shuhuhut uhuhup!" George protested, one foot kicking at the ground when XD reached a particularly sensitive spot on his side. "Stohohop– ahahaha- plehehehease, I–"
"Oh, don't even bother, you're being so dramatic, I'm barely even tickling you," XD teased, the playful tone of their voice making George shake his head more, the flush on his cheeks getting darker as he did.
"Ihihit's stihihill so bahahahad!"
"Oh no, is it?" XD pursed their lips again, bringing back their baby voice just to see George scrunch his nose up as he laughed at the tease. Despite how flustered he was, and the fact that the question was clearly rhetorical, George nodded anyway, and XD couldn't help but smile. They were almost distracted by how much they loved paying attention to George's reactions– the bright pink flush on his cheeks, the lines near his eyes from squeezing them shut, his scrunched up nose, and the way he squirmed whichever way he could while still attempting to push at XD with no luck– until they remembered what their goal was in any situation like this.
Tickle George until he cries. Or apologizes for being a menace. Whichever comes first.
"Aww, you poor thing," XD continued, quickly falling back into the swing of teasing George before he could notice their faltering. "Here, I know how to make it better."
"Nohoho, XDehehe dohont, noho– don't!" George pleaded, shaking his head more when he noticed XD slide down to rest on their knees. It took George a mere few seconds to realize what was happening, and suddenly he had a burst of strength that he knew he needed to use right that second otherwise he would be screwed. "Stohop, dohohon't, XD!" George felt four hands hold onto him then, two on his sides and two holding the outside of his thighs to keep him in place, and Geotge knew he was done for when he heard a sharp intake of breath. He squirmed as best as he could between the wall behind him and the large body of the God in front of him crowding him in, letting out a frustrated groan when he still, still, couldn't free his own hands from XD's stupid cloak! "NO! NOHOHO do NOT, do not, don't, please, XD– XD NAHAHA–!"
Against all of George's many protests, XD blew a raspberry on George's side, and if the smacking of fabric on the back of their head was any indication, it definitely got the reaction they wanted.
"Ohohoh my gohod…" George breathed out as he calmed down a little, the initial shockwave of tingly tickles flitting away.
Until he heard XD breathe in again.
"NO, NOHO DON'T DO IT AGAHAHAIN–" George protested, holding his breath as XD blew another on his other side. He held in his laughter for a few seconds before it busted out, his voice turning raspy and high pitched from the force of the laugh.
Finally, after longer than XD had expected to be fair, George's ability to hold his own weight up against the wall faltered, and he slid down the wall slowly, ending up sitting with his knees to his chest in front of where XD was kneeling.
XD took that as their cue to finish up, and he willed their cloak to remove itself from George's wrists, letting his arms free after what felt like years to George. The cloak then slid its way behind George, poking briefly at his sides to get him to arch his back so it could slide between him and the wall easier, before wrapping itself around his curled up shoulders like a warm blanket. XD giggled softly as George flexed his fingers in their newfound freedom, then they reached their hands down to gently rub the ghost tickles away from George's body.
"I hate you," George said suddenly, his tone very matter-of-fact. The blunt words made XD cackle in surprise.
"You know that's not true."
"It should be, after that. That was torture."
"George, you were literally going to do the same thing to me, like, a minute before I got you."
"That was way worse than anything I could've even thought of doing to you!"
"Alright, I will admit it was a little bit of an unfair fight, but that's a little dramatic, isnt it?"
"NO! It is not! You played dirty, you held me hostage with your stupid cape, which is apparently sentient now, and I had no chance of escaping!"
"You better watch it, the cape can still hear you, by the way,"
"Wh- AH!" George yelped as the cape suddenly drilled into the backs of his ribs, arching his back and slapping a hand over his mouth at the embarrassing noise he'd just let out. XD immediately burst out laughing, hands instinctively pulling George closer when he drove his head forward to hide his face in their shoulder.
"Aww, Georgie," XD cooed into George's ear, letting the cloak wrap further around George before wrapping both sets of their own arms around him as well, hugging him close as he calmed down.
"Shut up, idiot," George muttered, voice muffled from his position. They were both silent for a few moments before George spoke up again. "I am so getting you back for this."
"Oh yeah? How are you gonna do that?"
"Dunno yet… maybe I'll get the cape on my side next time and I'll get it to help me."
"Oh, will you now?" XD felt a nod against his neck. "Well, too bad the cape is connected to my brain. Otherwise you might have had a shot with that."
"Well… I'll just have to wait until you're in a lee mood, won't I?" George said as he slowly pulled away from their hug. XD looked almost taken aback, blinking down at George before asking,
"…What?"
"Well," George started, meeting XD's eyes. "It works through your subconscious, right?" A nod. "So I'll just have to wait until you subconsciously want tickles… then it'll work." XD was at a loss for words, heart sinking in their chest as they watched the corners of the cloak rise from George's shoulders. George's smile quickly turned sour, something sinister in his expression. "And judging by how nervous you just got… I'm guessing I might not have to wait that long."
"George, wait, we can talk about this–"
"I don't think the cloak has time to talk right now, DreamXD."
"No, no, this isn't fair, you can't use my own brain against me! George? George! This is not fair– GEORGE, NO!"
George's house was once again filled with boisterous laughter, the sound echoing through the rooms and bouncing off the walls. They may not have gotten all the decorations hung up that day, but it wasn't hard to tell that neither of them really minded at the end of the day.
