If you know me, no you don't

Ler. .

💜 His favorite way to tkl is nibbles and soft, gentle bites. Burying his face in the Lee’s torso afterwards, muttering into their skin… Being able to feel him chuckle and it’s even more tkly,,

❌ Using his hands though, he’s usually a bit on the rough side, but will realize if he’s being too tough with his lee. Like rowdy puppy playing,,,

💜 Laughs along with his lee, how can he not? What he’s doing is silly enough to him, but their laugh is just the cherry on top <3

❌ Jacket fluff,,, he’s definitely a fan of nuzzling people to death,,,

💜 After he’s done wrecking you, flops on you to keep you trapped as a cuddle buddy. Like a weighted blanket…

❌ Sometimes, not often, gets the other bad sanses during training. It’s usually only Killer (as revenge) or Dust (just to fluster him).

Lee. .

💜 He gets unbelievably shy when tickled. Like hiding his face in his arm shy.

❌ Cross has a sweet laugh. Super goofy and very adorable.

💜 If in the position to, he’ll try to hug onto his ler so hide his face in their neck!!

❌ A little nervous when it comes to asking for tkls, though you can tell when he wants them,,

💜 When in a Lee mood, Cross lays on his back a lot, keeps his arms up or stretches randomly, whines and pouts and …did I say he’s just a big puppy already ??

Favorite/Worst spots. .

❌ Cross’ favorite spot is his chin and neck!! He loves being held tenderly, whispered to while getting his chin scratched,,, or sitting next to someone talking to another person, keeping his laughter down as they scratch at the back of his neck.

💜 His worst spot is the inside of his thighs. He doesn’t really care for tkls there honestly. Doesn’t hate it though.

❌His melt spot is his back. Gentle tkl massages there and he’s all calm and sleepy,,,tracing your fingers down his shoulder blades and all he can manage is a shudder and a half-muttered complaint.

Favorite Lees. .

🍪 Epic- His best friend!! Obviously! They have a lot of tkl fights, Cross starts them, though Epic usually ends up winning…

🚬 Dust- Cross loves Dust’s smile. The way his face goes purple in embarrassment, the few times he can catch a glimpse of his face underneath the hood,, and yknow, his laugh and smile is a million times cuter when it’s not during a fight

🌮 Swap- Just thinks he’s cute too, after he tkls him he pinches Swap’s face and teases him more. Ragebait at its finest

Favorite Lers. .

🍪 Epic- remember when I said Epic usually ends up winning? yeah. yeah,,, wonder why,,,,

🎨 Ink- Reminds him of older times together, and the way ink tkls is always comforting to him <3

🎯 Killer- Hates(/lh) this guy but he would be lying if he said Killer wasn’t one of the best lers out there. Plus he can almost always tell when he’s in a lee mood, never needs to ask for tkls!! Downside is Killer doesn’t let him live this down.

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"Uuugghhhh! I can't take this anymore! I think my skull's gonna cave in from boredooommmm!!" He whined, dropping the knife and clawing at his wet eyesockets, only to flick the liquid excess away. Horror grimaced at the black drops staining Nightmare's carpet. Oh well. His eyes wandered back up to the fireplace, the warmth of flames making him tired. Killer noticed Horror's faraway look, leaning against the taller.

"Cmon Horror, you aren't fallin' asleep on me now, are ya?" He mused, jabbing his fingers into Horror's side lightly. To his delight, Horror jumped in surprise, his hand swatting Killer's away. "ooouuhhh~!" Killer teased. "Ya ticklish or sum?"

Horror's face warmed, giving Killer a look of exasperation. "No, your hands are cold, 'course I'm gonna jump." Unfortunately for him, he could tell by the look in Killer's empty sockets that he wasn't buying it. Quickly, Horror moved to stand up off the couch, only to be met with the sensation of Killer's cold hands squeezing into his hips. The taller skeleton yelped, collapsing back into the soft cushions and being trapped against the pillows by someone much smaller than him. Killer clambered his way onto the giant, continuing his attack by worming his icy weapons under Horror's shirt, digging his fingers into the soft ecto-sides. The taller skeleton couldn't help but chortle, squirming lightly as he fought against his teammate's hands.

"Kihihller!! Whahat the hell?!" He bubbled out, swatting blindly with one hand while the other rushed to hide his increasingly red face. Killer's attack didn't falter in the slightest, laughing along with Horror's surprisingly contagious snickers. He'd bring his hands down to pinch at the tall skeleton's hips, having to hold on securely because Horror would NOT feel bad if Killer was knocked off from his bucking. Nonetheless, he just stuck on like an evil little leech.

Dust tried his best to ignore them. Though he found his attention peeling from the game and over to the two every other second. Thankful for his hoodie hiding the increasing flush on his face. He didn't understand why he was getting so flustered... He's not ticklish. Like at all. Not in the slightest. He doesn't care about them at all, probably. He didn't know why the sound of the laughs made his face hot. Or why the thought of getting tickled made his face hotter. Or why the thought-

"Dust!" The hooded skeleton jolted out of his thoughts upon hearing his name, looking over to the two. He'd clear his suddenly dry throat now, attempting to sound nonchalant as he spoke.

"what do you want?-" His voice wavered. Shit. Killer would climb off of Horror and scoot over to Dust's side, leaning against him like a clingy cat.

"I asked if you wanted to help me!! Cmonnn, you aren't doing anything important!"

Dust glanced away quickly. No way. Nuh-uh, just thinking about their playing already bothered him, let alone actually partaking in it. He shook his head, much to Killer's disappointment. "no. 'm not gonna do that stupid baby-bones stuff. I'm busy with my pokémon save anyway."

Killer would puff up his cheeks with a huff before closing the Game Boy in Dust's hands. Thank goodness he recently saved. "Liar!! You weren't even playin' it!! You were completely spaced!! Why are you being so BORINGGGG!!!!!??????!?!?!" The tear-stained skeleton hugged his friend tight, shaking him lightly. If it had been any other time, any other place, it would have had no effect. But Dust jolted. Surprised by the touch, already on guard from the thought of tickles, he expected something else to happen. Cursing himself internally because with Killer, nothing goes unnoticed.

". . .Or maybe... you're just being so unfun because you're scared?"

"there's nothing to be scared of."

"You flustered over tickles? 'babybones stuff'...?"

"No."

"You saw me wreckin' Horror's shit and thought you were next, riiiighhtt~?"

"ITHOUGHTNOSUCHTHING."

All Killer had to do was poke his side, such a simple action, practically had Dust jump out of his nonexistent skin. The Game Boy flew off to God knows where, hopefully in one piece. Dust immediately had to fight at Killer's hands, already tittering nervously as he recited every swear word in the book. "FUHUHUCK!! NOHOO NO!!"

"I barely touched you yet!!! Horror, help me out here!!"

Upon having his name called, the half-napping skeleton sat up and looked over with a surprised smile. He went over and grabbed both of Dust's hands, lifting the very squirmy skeleton. "I didn't know he was ticklish." He muttered, lowering Dust back into his lap after he sat, a gentle hold on his smaller hands.

"I still don't even know if he really is yet, or if he's just really nervous... but moment of truth!!"

Killer held his hands above Dust's tummy, lowering them at a painstakingly slow rate. The latter kicked and wormed; it was almost concerning how he lost his composure so fast.

Almost.

Killer's hands landed on their target, squeezing and kneading gently to start. Dust let out a quiet squeal before it fell into very soft laughter. The other two looked down at him in amazement, Killer smiling wider and cooing down at the other.

"Awwhh!! You were so nervous for what? Your laugh is so cutesy, Dust bunny!~"

"Maybe that's what he was nervous about..."

Dust turned his face to his in his arm, a light purple flush scattered across his cheeks. He hated to admit that he was having fun, that he felt comfortable like this. It was embarrassing beyond belief. "shuhut uhuhup!! nyehehehe!-" he squeaked.

Killer pressed his fingers into the plush surface in a way similar to playing with slime. "And you're so squishy!!! I mean, I guess we all are to an extent, but you're the squishiest! Squish squish squuiisshhh!!" Dust had a daganropa-themed punishment for him after this.

Thankfully, since he had seemed nervous about it, Killer didn't plan to mess with him for long. Bringing his hands up to the sides of Dust's face for one final squish.

"smooooshhhh"

Dust leaned into Killer's left hand, hiding his face in their palm. Killer's mischievous expression melted into a more caring one, flopping onto his friend and sandwiching him between them and Horror. The taller of the three leaned back so they were all more comfortable.

The trio fell into a comforting silence, Dust asleep quickly from the combo of earlier excitement and the cozy environment. Horror well on his way, and Killer...

Im gonna put both hers in a separate section for organization purposes

Meanie >:(

⭐️Pissed about being ticklish and will slap you if you try anything

⭐️She can say the dreaded word of doom either way but when she’s in her meanie era she won’t because she thinks its too silly (she thinks tickling in general is too silly)

⭐️It’s funny because usually if she were to tickle someone it would be because she’s mad at them, which is hard to take seriously bc like… you’re genuinely mad at whoever, but you’re tickling them?? What happened to that being too silly? (*cough* she only thinks its childish when shes on the receiving end *cough* hypocrite)

⭐️While she finds it humiliating to be ticklish, she still will begrudgingly answer truthfully if asked because she knows that as Salesperson she’d be more than happy to be truthful, so there’s no point in lying

⭐️”Ugh… so what if im… you know. Everyone is.”

⭐️not a millimeter of eye contact the entire time.. and wait a minute, is that a blush you see!?

⭐️yessirr our girl is very easily flustered when it comes to twords

⭐️guys i cant do this anymore ena’s laugh (BOTH VOICES) is so shshhskssgksvivai avaiIvaiv you knkw… anyway speaking of, Meanie gets really giggly when she’s tickled and its really cute but she’ll hate you forever if you say anything about it

help the ler in me makes it hard to think of anything other than lee hcs LOCK IN ESTELLE

⭐️uhhhh oh yk what the biggest thing that would provoke her into tickling someone would be them not taking anything seriously

⭐️”Oh I’ll give you something to laugh about-“

⭐️”Is it funny now? Huh? Is it? Well you’re laughing so im sure it is!”

⭐️oh my god and imagine instead of cooing and teasing she’d just mock/make fun of her lee

⭐️”’ohh stawpp’ what, can’t handle a bit of tickling?”

⭐️like she does a little high pitched voice too when she’s mocking

oh LAWWDD

i cant go on 🥀

⭐️OO WAIT HAKGA Ena can’t handle anticipation at ALL. Like neither personality can bro both versions go crazy over it 😭 having said that, Meanie gets very pissed if you’re like clearly about to tickle her but you’re waiting just to tick her off. She won’t be able to look at you without blushing, unable to stifle a nervous smile, and at one point might even snap “GOD DAMNIT JUST GET IT OVER WITH AND DO IT ALREADY!” Acting like she despises it but… sometimes she doesn’t

⭐️when she’s in a ler mood its not uncommon for her to just randomly attack a friend/silly

⭐️but her lee moods usually just go unnoticed unless some diva of a person can recognize the teensiest change in her attitude

Salesperson :3

⭐️now see when ena is in her salesperson era she’s not all down in the dumps about tickles

⭐️super enthusiastic about it, unashamed about being ticklish (she’s a bit shy about it but its no secret) and she loves cheering her friends up w tickles

⭐️she also uses the word of doom™️ as a weapon 🥀 soon as she finds out you get flustered hearing it, it becomes a part of her daily vocabulary just to get a reaction out of you

⭐️when it comes to Salesperson’s reaction to anticipation, she just becomes super duper giddy blushy and hides her face with her hat and giggles as if you’re already tickling her FUCK I LOVE MY WIFE/silly

⭐️”ahaha- waha- wait! Wahait a mihihinute! Oh gahahaha-“ “im not even touching you yet lmao” “ihi knohohow!”

⭐️unlike how she’s more blunt as meanie, when she’s in a ler mood she prefers asking before wrecking someone… which can sometimes be just as or MORE embarrassing than her just surprising you

⭐️”good afternoon, dearest coworker! Lately I have been missing the sound of your laugh, so would you mind if I tickled you?”

⭐️and if you say yes. Oh BUDDY. She’s so polite about it it might as well be her teasing 🥀

⭐️”now, what would you say is most effective in getting you to laugh? Do you have any favorite spots or techniques? Anything I should avoid?”

⭐️shes genuine about it too and expects you to answer so dont leave her hanging!! Tell the truth!!

⭐️I honesy dont know what she would do in a lee moods tbh,,,, maybe if she’s like suuuuper close w somebody she’ll try to provoke them or something

⭐️but lee moods are more noticeable in Salesperson because she’s more humble in general and you can just tell yk

⭐️oh and she doesnt even get mad when people tickle her (unless she’s trying to lock in, then Meanie will yell at you), it’s super likely that she’ll kinda just let it happen. But she WILL get revenge tho, that’s inevitable

⭐️when wrecking someone, she observes their reactions like she’s documenting them or something. And she notices EVERYTHING. From the sound of their laugh to the way their blush deepened from a specific tease, NOTHING goes unnoticed

⭐️but while she’s a very effective ler, worry not because she’s also very sweet and will never cross your boundaries, as long as you communicate :3 she’ll stop right away if you tell her to

(alright these last ones apply to Ena in general, both shes 💜)

⭐️my intuition is telling me that her knees would be one of her worst spots (im very clairvoyant trust). Like you could simply place your hand on her knee and she’d squeak or flinch

⭐️after being completely wrecked, she gets a tad more affectionate but won’t ask for aftercare unless you initiate it bc she doesn’t wanna bother you (like even Meanie might lean against you like a cat or something)

⭐️and finally, her most frequent ler is Froggie and her most frequent lee is Coral Glasses (more on that later if yall want 👀)

And that is exactly what Sokka and Zuko were doing, snuggled together on their couch with some Netflix show buzzing in the background. A fuzzy blanket was thrown overtop of them. They were curled up together, paying far more attention to each other than to the T.V.

Sokka was mouthing slow, gentle kisses on Zuko’s face, starting on his cheek and lips, moving languidly down to his jawline. As Sokka reached Zuko’s neck, he could feel the muscles tense slightly underneath his lips. Zuko held his breath, suddenly going very still.

Sokka glanced up at Zuko’s face, noting the quickly rising blush in his boyfriend’s cheeks.

“Hey, you ok?” Sokka checked, wanting to make sure he hadn’t accidentally crossed any lines.

“No, yeah, it’s totally fine,” Zuko said, the blush spreading to his ears. “You can… you can keep going, if you want. I don’t mind.”

“Ok, if you say so,” Sokka said with a smirk and an eyebrow wiggle, which made Zuko roll his eyes. As Sokka returned his lips to Zuko’s throat, Zuko’s breath caught again and he shifted slightly. Sokka looked up again, with a questioning look.

“It’s really ok, I promise,” Zuko said quickly, the blush on his face somehow getting even redder. “It just… tickles, is all.”

“Oh, is that so?” Sokka smirked, a mischievous look growing on his face. “And you want me to keep going?”

Zuko’s face may as well have lit on fire at this, but he did still nod nevertheless.

When Sokka returned to Zuko’s neck this time, it was with purpose. With intent. He trailed his lips slowly down in a featherlight touch, Zuko squirming slightly underneath him. He kissed at Zuko’s collarbone, kissing his way back up his neck until Sokka was nibbling lightly behind Zuko’s ear. This made Zuko twitch, hard, and quietly, breathily start to giggle as Sokka didn’t stop.

Sokka grinned, feeling far too powerful in this situation and enjoying it probably a little too much. He snuck one of his hands slowly up to rest on Zuko’s neck as well, noticing how this made Zuko gasp and hold his breath again. Sokka looked up to assess Zuko’s face again, taking in the bright red color of his cheeks and ears. His good eye was slightly squinted and twinkling, his bad eye was closed, and he had the brightest grin on his face that he couldn’t have suppressed if he wanted to. 

Sokka twitched his fingers, watching as Zuko jolted, throwing his head back onto the arm of the couch they were laying on. He started slowly tracing his nails along Zuko’s jaw and neck, reveling in how Zuko scrunched his neck and wriggled around, not really trying to escape the sensations at all.

Zuko lifted his hands up to cover his face, getting very visibly flustered by this whole ordeal. Sokka, not being able to resist, quickly poked into Zuko’s newly-exposed underarms. This made Zuko shriek, quickly pushing Sokka away and moving into a far more defensive position.

After a moment had passed to process what happened, Zuko started grumbling.

“You’re a jerk,” Zuko said, and Sokka laughed at his face as he was now visibly pouting.

“Aww, I love you too,” Sokka replied, making a kissy face at him. That was the point at which they brought their attention back to the T.V., where Netflix had paused on the “Are you still watching?” screen. Sokka grabbed the remote, pushed yes, and they settled back down into their comfortable positions. 

General

50/50 switch

His worst spots are his hips, ribs, and those lil wings of his

His laugh varies- it can go from fancy ass chuckles to high pitched and squealy if he gets got really bad

Lee

Adorable as shit omg

He gets really flustered when he gets tickled and finds it super embarrassing and can't admit he actually loves it

One squeeze to the hip and he's purplefaced and giddy

Shadowmilk Cookie tickles the absolute snot out of him almost all the time just because it's fun to see him all blushy and giggly

But also to make him shut up when he's being whiney or arguing with Candy Apple Cookie

A very squirmy boio, flails and squeals all around and his wings flapping around like crazy

Gets super huffy and embarrassed afterwards, sulks for hours but in reality he doesn't really mind

Shadowmilk cookie is the only one who really tickles him, but occasionally PV does after he shows up in the Spire

Ler

Absolute MENACE

He's a teasy little shit just like his dad(Shadowmilk) and is not nice at all most of the time

Throws out all the teases he can, whatever flusters the lee most and then some

Gets CandyApple for her whining and attitude all the damn time. Tickle fights between them are pretty much a daily occurrence, sometimes multiple times a day and with him winning every single time without fail

Managed to get Shadowmilk once and learned just how mean of a ler the other could be when revenge is on the table. Never again.

Sometimes tickles cookies to get gossip

Not like in a torture way but like a teasy way and is super gentle with it and makes sure the lee is comfortable

Lies… the center of everything in this world, it seemed. Especially to Pure Vanilla Cookie, or rather the truthless recluse he had become. It really broke him when it was revealed that all of his life, every last part of it, was an elaborate lie crafted by Shadow Milk Cookie- who had spent all those years puppeteering him from the shadows, pulling every last string just right to create his best show yet. I mean, how would you feel? What would you think? At that point, could you even think? Would those thoughts be your own?

However, while swallowed in the darkness of deception, there was still a light that Pure Vanilla Cookie could see, glimmering faintly like a dying star. His entire life may have been something crafted by deception incarnate, but it was still life. One of the undeniable truths of life is that it will always find a way; it will always slip through the shackles you lock it into and blossom and grow.

The healer was in front of the beast, standing him down. His eyes were blank and hollow, there was just barely a gleam of life within them.

“Hehehehe! You really are just me with different colors, aren’t you?” Shadow Milk Cookie taunted “Look at you! In shambles and ashamed! The old proverb is true: the bigger they are, the harder they fall!” He moved in, intent on taking the Soul Jam back once and for all. However, whether on reflex or on active thought, Pure Vanilla Cookie moved out of the way. He was silent, though. “Seriously!? Don’t you ever give up? Everything has been a lie, my boy! Does that not kill you inside?!” The beast shouted in frustration, his voice cracking a little, it was as if his act was cracking alongside it. The glimmer of that light in Pure Vanilla Cookie’s mind started to seem a little brighter, as if it were cheering him on. Shadow Milk Cookie swung again, the frustration was growing just like that light, but that darkness could never overpower the light- no darkness can overpower light. Just as he was about to land a blow, he was blinded!

Pure Vanilla Cookie was swallowed and bathed with light, transforming right before the jester’s eyes! He landed on his feet, holding himself with confidence and a newfound air of strength that Shadow Milk Cookie tried to crush.

“It may have, but I overcame that despair.” Pure Vanilla Cookie slammed his staff on the ground and tiny flowers bloomed beneath it, “There will always be both truth and despair in this world, that is what you are right about. However, allowing one to consume the other is what leads to destruction! The two sides of the same coin are together for a reason, otherwise the coin could not be. And that coin is knowledge! The knowledge you swore you preached, but betrayed in favor of deception because it was easier to accept!”. Shadow Milk Cookie’s jaw hung open, his eyes were wide, for a moment he couldn’t put together a sentence. “W-W-WHAT!? You CANNOT be serious! I-It- No! NO, NO, NO!” He refused to accept it, how could this little pest just do that!? The jester’s face burned hotly with anger, “NO! I REFUSE TO BELIEVE MY EYES! YOU ARE NOTHING MORE THAN A PUPPET!” He tried to attack Pure Vanilla Cookie again, blinded by rage, but was stopped when the hero grabbed his hand and pulled him closer into a hug.

“But all the same, I understand why you would buckle under the lies.” He said, his voice suddenly a little softer, “I was just in your shoes and it hurt.” His voice was so deeply laced with empathy. “Wha-? No- huh?” Shadow Milk Cookie was so confused! Where is the anger? Where is the despair that was just there moments ago? He was this close to getting the Soul Jam back! It’s not fair! “However, I can’t say that I’ll let your actions go unpunished. I believe you can be set on the right path once again with a little coaxing, like anyone can.”, Shadow Milk Cookie tensed up as he felt fingers crawling up to his rib cage, “W-What do you think you’re doing?! Stop!” He tried to push Pure Vanilla Cookie away, but it was already too late. Oh, this was even more humiliating! Now he was being tickled by the little pest!

“Hahahahaha! Hahahahehe! Hehehehe! Nohoho!” He struggled meekly, while the healer somehow kept a vice grip. Pure Vanilla Cookie grinned and chuckled softly as his fingers lightly skated over Shadow Milk Cookie’s ribs. “Hehehehe! Hohohahahaha! Stop iiiittttt! Hahaha!” The beast was squirming even more now as he was tickled. It was so gentle, but somehow so effective! He snorted, “Hahahaha! You d-divahahaha!”, “S-Script! Hahahahaha! Ahahaha! Hehehahaha!”, he tried to speak but every word was washed away with waves of laughter.

Pure Vanilla Cookie gently lowered himself and his adversary to the ground, continuing his ticklish assault on him. His hands stayed firmly on his ribs, but would occasionally go up for a little bit to trace the hollows of his armpits, then drag back downwards. “Hahahahaha! Hahaha! Nohohoho! Please!” Shadow Milk Cookie snorted again, his pleas falling onto deaf ears. He found himself leaning against Pure Vanilla Cookie unintentionally, but the healer ceased the opportunity to poke a little more fun at him, “So you know you can be better? Well, definitely don’t be shy now! Let me embrace you!” He pulled the beast closer, one hand was now at his ribs while the other was stationed on his stomach.

Shadow Milk Cookie squeed as he felt the tracing of mindless little patterns on his tummy. When would this torture end?! “Nah! Nahahahaha! Hahahaha!” He laughed louder and louder, the sound echoed throughout the entire spire! His blue face was turning pink as he was at Pure Vanilla Cookie’s mercy, at least he was used to laughing so much, otherwise he’d be completely out of breath by now. He gave up on trying to get away now, resigning to his ticklish fate and continuing to laugh. It was apparent that Pure Vanilla Cookie wouldn’t be releasing him from his punishment anytime soon.

The healer hummed as he tickled Shadow Milk Cookie, noticing the resignation, “Giving up, are we? Tsk, tsk, tsk! Maybe I should tickle you more for that!”. Shadow Milk Cookie’s eyes widened again, but before he could protest the tickling suddenly got a little more intense and Pure Vanilla Cookie’s fingers were moving much faster. “HAHAHAHA! HAHA- HEHEHEHE!” His voice got high pitched as he was laughing way harder, “NO! PLEHEHEHEHEASE!” He tried begging for mercy, but it was far too late for any kind of mercy now. Pure Vanilla Cookie shifted the beast in his grasp, laying him horizontally across his kneeling lap.

Uh oh…

The tickling stopped for a moment, and Shadow Milk Cookie knew exactly what that meant. “W-WAIT! Please! No, anything but the-“, he squealed loudly as Pure Vanilla Cookie’s head came down on his stomach, “RASPBERRIEEEEEES! HAHAHAHAHA! AHAHAHAHA! AHAHAHA! HAHAHAHAHAHA! HOHOHAHAHAHEEE!”. The squirming started again as he was desperate to get away from the dreaded raspberries. However, that didn’t stop the hero! Pure Vanilla Cookie started to take shorter breaths to blow more raspberries, and he planted them all over Shadow Milk Cookie’s tummy as he laughed like crazy. It didn’t help that his fingers were still digging at his sides and ribs as he held him close. Now the beast was beginning to become breathless!

“S-Stop!” He finally got out and Pure Vanilla Cookie paused the tickling “N-No more! I surrender!” He sighed, wanting to take those words back as soon as they left. The healer finally released the beast, a smug grin on his face, “I’m glad that you do.” He placed a hand on his shoulder “Maybe now we can understand each other, and maybe the coin that we belong to can be whole once again.” The hero spoke hopefully and his tone was kind. Shadow Milk Cookie huffed, almost offended by all the redemption nonsense, but didn’t say anything… for once.

Who knows? Maybe deep down, seriously deep down, the Beast of Deceit yearned to be the Fount of Knowledge once again. It’s hard to say, isn’t it?