Day Three/Four: "Don't Laugh" and Dare
Written after seeing Ghost Hunters. This is as far as I've gotten at the time of posting. Sorry if it's out of character. This is my first Haunted Hotel fic. Along with... being the first Haunted Hotel tickle fic overall! I've been riding that high since I finished.
Well, this ghost was new. At least to Esther.
"So, what's your deal, Feathers?"
"I couldn't do it... I couldn't do it... I couldn't do it..." The ghost's every limb trembled as he repeated himself over and over and over. "I coul-"
"Alright, enough enough. What couldn't you do?"
"I... I need you to do something for me..."
"That's..." Esther sighed but decided to bite. She gestured for the ghost to continue.
"The demon boy... I need him... to suffer... He did something unforgivable to me..."
"... Sure thing! I needed something to do today."
Esther immediately ran off to find Abaddon. She knew exactly what she'd do to him. And it was going to be great....
I shall fr- Abaddon's pen fell from his hand as he was grabbed from behind and quite easily lifted into the air. "Esther," He didn't struggle, surprisingly enough, only looking back to the little girl.
"I was given a job, and I need to follow through for the kind old ghost who requested I do it."
Abaddon flinched as Esther started skittering her fingers over his side. The light sensation was only something he'd experienced only once or twice in the last three hundred years. And it was g-... horrible.
"H-hands off..." he said, trying to keep a straight face.
He can't be seen being weak to such a feeble attack. Oh, how he hated this little body. How do humans live like this?
"Oh, but I wouldn't want to Feathers."
"Aww, was that a little giggle?"
... Abaddon was done. But just when he lifted his arms to fight Esther off, she shifted her grip and dug into his underarms.
"N-no! Wahahait! You peheheasahahant!"
From within the wall, the ghost watched. This... is not what he had meant... How did she even get the idea...? And "Feathers...?" Just because of his suit...? Wow... just... wow. But... he'd be lying if he said the situation at hand wasn't entertaining.
Finally, Abaddon was able to muster up a sharp slap to his attacker's face. Esther let go and backed off. She was laughing just as hard herself at that point. She had forgotten why she was even tickling him, but it was fun.
"Okay, okahay, I'm done. I'm telling mom."
"W-... no..." Before the demon, out of breath and rubbing away the phantom tingling, could do a thing, the girl made a run for it. He was in for quite the time.
