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Tommy scoffed, “Someone with abnormally sweaty hands?” He joked. “BAZINGA-” Tommy however reached behind him and poked the older one's side, “Let me goooo! Your hands are soooo stinky- I'm dyiiing-”

Dream flinched and bit back a giggle at the poke, and he drew his hands away, ruffling Tommy’s hair roughly ( but not too roughly ). “I forgot how much of a little shit you are.”

He instead put his hands up to give Dream a taste of his own medicine, “How do you like it, prick? I'mma fuck cho hair up!”

“H-Hi!” He exclaimed shyly. “I-I didn’t see you- what are you doing here?”

“You’re a little bit jumpy today, I see.” He giggled, as if he weren’t the reason why he had jumped. “I’m not doing much, just running around and getting stuff for another build. What about you?”

“I was trying to get a fox out from under that deck before you oh-so-kindly scared the shit out of me,” he joked, grinning. “I’m really bored, though. So I guess it counts as nothing.”

“Very kindly!” He nodded with more giggles before ruffling the other’s hair lightly. “I’m just messing with you, man. And you’re bored, huh? Well, maybe I can help with that! I’m not quite sure how, but I can maybe find a way!”

His words were all in good fun; he liked teasing people. He hoped Foolish wouldn’t take it the wrong way.

He gasped, placing a hand over his heart in shock. “Building is fun, you’re just mean and have boring hobbies! Like...like you were trying to coax a fox from under that building! A fox! Why not go for something way cooler? Like a creeper, or a polar bear!” The demigod questioned, lightly jabbing Dream in the side with his hand before crossing his arms.

The speedrunner yelped and jolted at the jab, twisting on the spot to protect his side. “Oi! D-Don’t do thahat!”

Ohoho, that was something. Foolish’s eyes widened curiously, looking at Dream’s blushed face. His lips formed into a smirk, eagerly wanting to pursue this further. “Do what? This?” He asked, quickly jabbing him in the other side of his body.

“O-Oi- Fohoolish- don’t do thahat!” He squeaked, cursing himself for getting so nervous already. “It- it feheels funny!”

Once the lightbulb went off in his head, Foolish knew exactly what to do and say. He grinned happily as he grabbed Dream and placed his hands on his sides, not quite tickling yet. “Alright, Dream! I’ve got one question, and you gotta be honest with me, because if you don’t...something’s gonna happen, and I’m not telling you what.” Foolish smirked, even though that something was rarely obvious. “You keep jumping and you keep giggling, so I gotta ask...are you ticklish?”

“N-Nope!” He lied quickly, knowing full well it was painfully obvious he wasn’t being truthful. “Th-That’s for bahabies! I-Ihi’m Dream! Why would I behe- y’know!”

“Oh, you’re not? Then...surely, you wouldn’t mind if I did this then, right? I mean, you’re not ticklish, so it shouldn’t effect you at all.” A playful smirk was on the demigod’s face as he started to quickly scribble at Dream’s sides with both hands.

“ACK- SH-SHIHIHIT!” He squealed, squirming on the spot. “FOHOHOOLIHIHISH! NAHAHOHOHO!”

“Well, that’s not good. Not good at all. I guess that means that you gotta learn your lesson!” He giggled excitedly, increasing the speed of his scribbling fingers.

“NOHOHO- IHI DIHIHIDNHN’T!” The speedrunner yelped. “IHI- eek!- IHIHI DIHIDNHN’T! FOHOOLIHIHISH!”

“Wh- yes you did! You said you weren’t sensitive, and here you are, laughing and giggling in my arms! You lied to me, Dream!” He giggled, slowly squeezing up and down Dream’s sides, then making his way up and squeezing at both sides of his ribcage.

“FUHUHUCK ohohOHOFF!” The speedrunner squeaked, not meaning it in the slightest.

“I think you need to get knocked down a peg or two, Dream. That’ll teach you to stop being so foul-mouthed!” He smirked, moving his hands back down over Dream’s sides, giggling as he gently spidered his fingers over the area for a few moments, then quickly went back to scribbling without warning.

“PIHISS OHOHOFF!” The speedrunner squeaked, slumping into Foolish. “MAHAYBE IHIF YOU WEHEHEREN’T SUHUCH AHAN AHAHASSHOHOLE!”

“Oh boy, Dream. This is gonna be so exciting! I get to play around and figure out what your worst spots are, and I get to hear that nice laugh of yours!” He rubbed his hands together before grabbing Dream’s wrists and pinning them above his head with one hand. “Actually, you don’t have to say yes if you don’t want to, but are you okay with me taking your mask off? Hearing your laugh is one thing, but seeing you laugh is a lot of fun too!” His smile was sincere, with no malicious intent behind it.

At Foolish’s request, the speedrunner nodded shyly, shifting slightly on the spot so it would be easier for Foolish to do so. Sure, he may be self-conscious of his smile and his laugh, but Foolish was one of the people he didn’t mind seeing them.

“Alright...where to start? There’s so many spots I could start with...man, this is tough!” Foolish thought things over in his head, all while holding Dream’s hands together above his head seemingly effortlessly. “I know! How about...here?” The builder reached his free hand down towards his knees, squeezing the tops of them and alternating which knee he squeezed every few seconds.

The speedrunner’s leg jerked and a high-pitched squeal tore from his throat as Foolish pinched at his knees. He kicked his legs a little, bursting into hysterical giggles at the tingly feeling. “EEHEEK! F-FohoolihIHISH- NAHAHOHO!”

He gave the other a small break, still holding his wrists together with one hand. “Man, you’re really ticklish, huh? Well, better for me, that’s more spots I get to explore! Like…” He scanned over Dream’s body, looking for another sensitive spot to target. “Here!” He suddenly let Dream’s wrists go, now using both hands to squeeze and knead at his hips. “How’s this feel? Must be pretty ticklish, huh?” Foolish teased his friend with a grin.

“EEK! F-FOHOOLIHIHISH! NOHohohOHO!”

“Wow, you’re squeaking! Now that’s adorable.” He grinned, switching from squeezing to lightly tracing his fingers around Dream’s hipbones, curious to see how his laughter would change with this new strategy.

The new tactic felt just as unbearable as the harsh squeezes, but the lightness of it kept Dream in a suspended state of hysterical giggling, squirming and bucking every so often. “Fohohoolihihish!”

Foolish did his best to keep his hands on Dream’s hips, the squirming and bucking making it a bit difficult, but he had managed to keep his hands held on. “Yup, that’s my name! You got something you wanna say, Dream?” He asked with a smile.

“SHUHUHUT UHUHUHUP!” He barked, the excited whine to his voice showing that he really didn’t mean it. “FOHOOLIHISH- YOHOU’RE MEHEHEHEAN!”

Just like that, an idea came to mind. The demigod smirked as he stopped his attack momentarily, resting his hands on the other’s hips and letting Dream hold onto his wrists. “Oh, so you think I’m mean, huh? Well, this is nothing. If you want mean, I can show you mean!” Foolish used one hand to push up Dream’s hoodie, looking at the speedrunner with an evil grin. He took a deep breath, leaned down, and blew the biggest raspberry that he could in the center of Dream’s stomach.

A screech tore from Dream’s throat at the feeling of a raspberry rippling across his stomach. He let go of Foolish’s wrists in favour of lacing his fingers into the demigod’s hair, unsure of whether he was trying to pull Foolish away or keep him there. Either way, the speedrunner arched his back almost directly into the raspberry, high-pitched hiccups and cackles pouring from his lips. “NOHOHOHOT THAHAHAHAHAHAT!”

Once he had put his plan into motion, he quickly discovered how right he was. He finished the raspberry and felt Dream clinging onto his hair, hearing his cackles. The reaction made Foolish laugh nearly as hard as Dream was currently, his laugh filled with high pitch squeaks. He stopped his attack altogether, partially to give Dream a break, and partially because he was laughing too hard to focus. “Oh my gohod! Dreheheam!” He managed to finally say through his squeaks. “You’re insanely ticklish on your stomach, wow! I don’t think I’ll ever hear you scream that loud again! Well… unless I have you another raspberry.” He smirked.

“Aahaha… s-sohorryhy,” he giggled, blushing profusely at the demigod’s words. “I-Ihi’m- Ihi’m juhuhust reheheally tihicklihihish…” 

“Wow, really? You are? I never would’ve thought!” He laughed at his friend, squeaking a little. “Ihi’m just kidding. Are you still hanging in there, dude? I hope I didn’t take anything too far.” He chuckled, honestly a little nervous that he had done so, given with how worn out Dream now was.

He shifted on the spot a bit, hesitantly letting go of Foolish entirely in favour of tucking his arms against his chest and hiding his fond smile. “You dohon’t… have to, uhm- to stohop. Ihif you dohon’t wahant to.”

He smiled softly as he looked at Dream, but the speedrunner’s statement made him stop in his tracks. “Uh-” His eyebrows furrowed, the smile he held before now uneasy. “Um, are you sure about that? I mean, you seem really sensitive. I don’t want to end up killing you.” Foolish answered, accompanied by a nervous chuckle.

Did he sound like an idiot saying it? Yeah, probably. He didn’t want to worry Foolish or make him do anything.

“Evening, smiley.” He greets with a pretty calm, he was internally debating if he wanted to be a cocky bastard or just have a mellow conversation with Dream. It really depended, to him how he responded and what he will do.  [howdy hey! sorry for the late reply, and sorry about not having anons on, I am still trying to figure out how that works! But I hope this is okay with you!] 

The shadow of Schlatt looming over him sent nervous sparks shooting under his skin. He hid his ever-growing smile with one hand while waving Schlatt off lightheartedly as he slumped back into the grass. “Jesus Christ, man. Warn a guy next time. I thought I was about to dihie.”

"Its called the element of surprise. Maybe you should use it for your bounty hunter thing that you and your friends play." Schlatt chuckles but he notices dreams smile, and he would be damned if he didnt say it was endearing. "Oooh, tell me smiley, what has you all giddy?" Schlatt asks. Honestly, he thought Dream had done some epic prank of sorts, so he was going to pry at any information.

“N-No reason!” He lied, pushing down nervous giggles. “N-Nothihing! Nothing at ahall!”

"Right, Right. You totally arent giggling like a cheeky toddler." Schlatt hums, crouching down, still looking down at the man below him. "What's got you all pink? You look like those old fashion glass dolls. With the rosey cheeks. You know those things." schlatt explains, "so what have you done now, dolly?" He hums, seeming to rest his elbows on his knees, seemingly making an armrest for himself as he looked at Dream.

“Shut uhup!” Dream protested, not meaning it in the slightest. “I-Ihi haven’t done anythihing!”

"I dont know about that one Dolly, you would have to look me in the eyes with a poker face. You know, like written rules of telling the truth." Sure, Schlatt lied about the poker face about telling the truth. "Maybe I should call you Cherry Doll. To match your apple red face with those cute little freckles as well~" he cooes. Does he know where he is going with the compliments? No. But does he know that they are teasing towards the man below him, of course. That's why he is using them.

The speedrunner faintly wished he could put his hoodie on and hide in it to obscure the burning embarrassment in his cheeks. 

Before he could really stop himself he reaches out, but before he made contact with dreams cheeks, he stopped, but he was teaching along the patterns in mid air, not touching Dream though. "Hm, taking that back, maybe I should call you giggle nova. Like nova from space cause of your freckles, and giggly because you cant stop gigglin!" He hums, his hand came a little close to dreams neck, but it went right back to the mid air.

Dream scrunched up his shoulders in anticipation as his friend’s hand drifted just a little too close to his neck. “Schlahahahatt! Stohohop ihihit! Yohou’re beheihing mehehean!”

Schlatt let's out an amused huff. "No Dream, if I wanted to be mean I would have you pinned down below me. Watching you stumble over your words as that adorable blush covers you in head to toe. Asking you what you're laughing at until you can give me an answer," he paused his speech with a cocky grin "Now that, that would be mean."

Dream shifted on the spot, electric tingles already starting to spark under his skin where Schlatt was mere inches away from touching him. “I-Ihihi’m- yohou cahahan’t dohoho thahahahat!”

"I can do whatever you want. What are you going to do about besides there wiggling like a little worm? Huh?" Schlatt questions to pause all his movements "Well, if you dont want this, what do you want?" he asks, raising a brow.

He knew that might have just sealed him having to really ask, but at this point he was kind of desperate. His skin was so electrified with anticipatory tingling that he knew as soon as Schlatt laid a finger on him he would lose it. “Pleehehehease!”

"Please what Dreamie?~ Use your words darling~" he cooes teasling, tightening his grip a little bit. Not enough to hurt of course, just really trying to set up dream into a giggling mess that he currently is.

The tightening of Schlatt’s grip on his wrists made Dream squeal softly in alarm and hide his face in his shoulder. “J-Juhuhust gohohoho!”

When Dream hid his face, schlatt took this opportunity and leaned in next to Dreams ear before letting a low, almost growling behind it. "Depends, what else do you want?" Was he being teasy? Yes. But, but, he was going to respect Dreams boundaries, he didnt know if he wanted a wrecking or just some generic ones. He was asking in so many words.

“I-Ihihi-” he stumbled over his words, his face burning. “S-Sohomethihing rohohough- Ihihi dohon-t knohohow…”

After he ran out of breath (for the moment, it was a condseribly short one) of his raspberry he nuzzled his face into the crook of the others neck. Being cautious of his horns he made sure to have his mutton chops be the main selling point to the others seemingly sensitive neck.

Why did Schlatt have to be so damn good at tickling?! “SCHLAHAHATT- AAHAHAHAHA FUHUHUCK IHIHIHIT’S SOHOHOHO BAHAHAHAHAD!”

Schlatt laughs softly as he pulls back from the others neck "Well yeah, of course it's bad, you chose to allow me to tickle you to peices." he states like it is the most obvious thing in the world.

Although the tickling was absolutely unbearable, it was also… enjoyable. Dream hadn’t been able to let loose like this in a while.

"Here? You want me to go for your ribs?" Schlatt asks, while he felt the futile attempt at moving his hands. "Do you want me to feel each indication bone, gently tapping it with each of my fingers," he smirks, starting to tap one set of ribs with his index fingers "Do you think each rib is like a key to a panio? I wonder what kind of laughter it will being out in you.~" Schlatt asks, contuining the tapping against the ribs. Making sure to every now and then to 'miss' so he lands in between each of the ribs.

He didn’t mean it, of course. He flinched and squirmed away from Schlatt’s fingers, half-hiding his pink face in his shoulder.

Schlatt noticed Dream hiding his face somewhat; He took it as a personal challenge. Slipping one hand out of the tshirt he reached up to gently spider along the Lee's neck. "Uh. Excuse me Dolly, our buisness arrangement says you cant hide your cute little pink face from me! I want to see your cherry face with your darling little freckles showing through!" He puts on his 'buisness' man voice. He wasnt actually annoyed that Dream was hiding his face, if he felt more comfortable doing that then he'll let it happen. But for now he wanted to see dream be as darling as he could be.

“Yohohou’re sohohOHO MEHEHEHEEAN!” The speedrunner squawked, tossing his head back into the grass for a moment before hunching his shoulders up again to protect his neck. “SCHLAHAHATT!”

"Mean?" he halfheartedly scoffs "I'm giving you what you wanted and you are dare calling me mean?! I'm hurt dream. Truly and utterly hurt." He fakes a sniffle, he knows how mean he is being but he could be worse possibly. "Yes darling? that's my name do not wear it out."

The speedrunner’s laughter pitched up suddenly as Schlatt pushed his shirt up and he sucked in his stomach, painfully aware of the soft pink tint around his belly button. Stupid stomach and stupid blush. “P-PLEHehehease! D-Dohohon’t tehEHEASE!”

"Awh! I can play connect the dots with your tummy freckles! They even stick out even more because of your adorable blush!" Schkatt ignores his no teasing policy of course. Without a warning he readjusted himself to place a fat raspberry right on his belly button. It was only one (for now) before he pulled back before dipping his finger in and vibrating his hand.

“FUHUHUHUCK- hic!- NAHAHAHAHOHOHO!” The speedrunner yelled, arching his back knowingly unknowingly into the tickling. “IHIT’S SO BAD- FUCKFUCKFUHUCK NOHOHOT THEHEHEHERE!”

Suddenly a bright idea pops into his head "Hey Dream? What's your worst spot?" It was a blunt ask but he knows what to do with it. The smirk on the rams face said it all, no matter Dreams answer he will be screwed amazed with the results.

“WHY WOULD I TELL YOU THAHAT?!” Dream shrieked, surprised that his voice held out long enough to say it. “F-FUHUCK YOHOHOHOU- IHIHI CAHAHAN’T!”

"Maybe because that way you can tickled where you want? I mean, I see how much you're enjoying these." he hums as he clears his throat to lower his voice "Its either that or I have plans up my sleeve. You can at least tell me one. the rest I can figure out." He offers with an evil smirk before leaning down to "Tell me or else I'll tickle you until I find ever last place that makes you scream " he hums before placing another raspberry on Dreams neck.

“FIHIHINE!” He shrieked, his voice squeaky and sweet. “FIHINEFINEFINEFINE- IHIHIT’S MYHY- AHAAHAHAHA!- FUHUCK OHOFF!- MYHYHY STOHOMAHACH AHAND MYHY THIHIGHS!”

"To be fair, I wonder how you'll go against raspberries here, maybe even nibbles. Although, maybe I could just ignore this part or go straight for your thighs." He monologs, just trying to get underneath Dreams skin "Oh thank you dream! your blush here makes your freckles stand out more!"

“GOHO FUHUHUCK YOHOHOURSEHELF!” The speedrunner shrieked, every word from Schlatt’s lips making his face burn hotter. He wiggled and squirmed, bucking and arching his back only to crash back down to the ground at the electric feeling. The grass gently tickling at his back and hips didn’t help, and he  continued to wrestle with Schlatt’s hands to try and fight him off ( though he didn’t particularly want his ler to stop ).

Schlatt scoffs loudly "For someone who was practically begging me to wreck them like the bratty lee that they are, you sure have a fucking attitude." Even if he didn't seem nice, his tone was full of sarcasm. He ignored the Lee's hand, at one point he even reached down to scratch the outside part of his hip. "How does that feel? Hm? Maybe I should fuck off to absolutely wrecking your thighs. I wonder how wiggly you get then." He stated but none the less contained his attack.

“PLEEHEHEHEHEASE!” He squealed, a wide yet adorable grin tugging at his lips. “IHIHI CAHAHAHAN’T- EEK! IHIHIT T-TIHI- IHIHIHIT TIHIHIHICKLEHEHES!”

"Yeah dolly, that's the point since I am tickling you. I would hope it tickle." he hums "And what?Can you not handle it?"

“YOHOHOU’RE AHAHAHA BUHUHULLYHYHY!” Dream whined, but his voice held no malice and was punctured by unfortunately adorable hiccups and other embarrassing noises. “SCHLAHAHATT- EEHEHEEKSTAHAPPIHIHIT!”

“Evening, smiley.” He greets with a pretty calm, he was internally debating if he wanted to be a cocky bastard or just have a mellow conversation with Dream. It really depended, to him how he responded and what he will do.  [howdy hey! sorry for the late reply, and sorry about not having anons on, I am still trying to figure out how that works! But I hope this is okay with you!] 

The shadow of Schlatt looming over him sent nervous sparks shooting under his skin. He hid his ever-growing smile with one hand while waving Schlatt off lightheartedly as he slumped back into the grass. “Jesus Christ, man. Warn a guy next time. I thought I was about to dihie.”

"Its called the element of surprise. Maybe you should use it for your bounty hunter thing that you and your friends play." Schlatt chuckles but he notices dreams smile, and he would be damned if he didnt say it was endearing. "Oooh, tell me smiley, what has you all giddy?" Schlatt asks. Honestly, he thought Dream had done some epic prank of sorts, so he was going to pry at any information.

“N-No reason!” He lied, pushing down nervous giggles. “N-Nothihing! Nothing at ahall!”

"Right, Right. You totally arent giggling like a cheeky toddler." Schlatt hums, crouching down, still looking down at the man below him. "What's got you all pink? You look like those old fashion glass dolls. With the rosey cheeks. You know those things." schlatt explains, "so what have you done now, dolly?" He hums, seeming to rest his elbows on his knees, seemingly making an armrest for himself as he looked at Dream.

“Shut uhup!” Dream protested, not meaning it in the slightest. “I-Ihi haven’t done anythihing!”

"I dont know about that one Dolly, you would have to look me in the eyes with a poker face. You know, like written rules of telling the truth." Sure, Schlatt lied about the poker face about telling the truth. "Maybe I should call you Cherry Doll. To match your apple red face with those cute little freckles as well~" he cooes. Does he know where he is going with the compliments? No. But does he know that they are teasing towards the man below him, of course. That's why he is using them.

The speedrunner faintly wished he could put his hoodie on and hide in it to obscure the burning embarrassment in his cheeks. 

Before he could really stop himself he reaches out, but before he made contact with dreams cheeks, he stopped, but he was teaching along the patterns in mid air, not touching Dream though. "Hm, taking that back, maybe I should call you giggle nova. Like nova from space cause of your freckles, and giggly because you cant stop gigglin!" He hums, his hand came a little close to dreams neck, but it went right back to the mid air.

Dream scrunched up his shoulders in anticipation as his friend’s hand drifted just a little too close to his neck. “Schlahahahatt! Stohohop ihihit! Yohou’re beheihing mehehean!”

Schlatt let's out an amused huff. "No Dream, if I wanted to be mean I would have you pinned down below me. Watching you stumble over your words as that adorable blush covers you in head to toe. Asking you what you're laughing at until you can give me an answer," he paused his speech with a cocky grin "Now that, that would be mean."

Dream shifted on the spot, electric tingles already starting to spark under his skin where Schlatt was mere inches away from touching him. “I-Ihihi’m- yohou cahahan’t dohoho thahahahat!”

"I can do whatever you want. What are you going to do about besides there wiggling like a little worm? Huh?" Schlatt questions to pause all his movements "Well, if you dont want this, what do you want?" he asks, raising a brow.

He knew that might have just sealed him having to really ask, but at this point he was kind of desperate. His skin was so electrified with anticipatory tingling that he knew as soon as Schlatt laid a finger on him he would lose it. “Pleehehehease!”

"Please what Dreamie?~ Use your words darling~" he cooes teasling, tightening his grip a little bit. Not enough to hurt of course, just really trying to set up dream into a giggling mess that he currently is.

The tightening of Schlatt’s grip on his wrists made Dream squeal softly in alarm and hide his face in his shoulder. “J-Juhuhust gohohoho!”

When Dream hid his face, schlatt took this opportunity and leaned in next to Dreams ear before letting a low, almost growling behind it. "Depends, what else do you want?" Was he being teasy? Yes. But, but, he was going to respect Dreams boundaries, he didnt know if he wanted a wrecking or just some generic ones. He was asking in so many words.

“I-Ihihi-” he stumbled over his words, his face burning. “S-Sohomethihing rohohough- Ihihi dohon-t knohohow…”

After he ran out of breath (for the moment, it was a condseribly short one) of his raspberry he nuzzled his face into the crook of the others neck. Being cautious of his horns he made sure to have his mutton chops be the main selling point to the others seemingly sensitive neck.

Why did Schlatt have to be so damn good at tickling?! “SCHLAHAHATT- AAHAHAHAHA FUHUHUCK IHIHIHIT’S SOHOHOHO BAHAHAHAHAD!”

Schlatt laughs softly as he pulls back from the others neck "Well yeah, of course it's bad, you chose to allow me to tickle you to peices." he states like it is the most obvious thing in the world.

Although the tickling was absolutely unbearable, it was also… enjoyable. Dream hadn’t been able to let loose like this in a while.

"Here? You want me to go for your ribs?" Schlatt asks, while he felt the futile attempt at moving his hands. "Do you want me to feel each indication bone, gently tapping it with each of my fingers," he smirks, starting to tap one set of ribs with his index fingers "Do you think each rib is like a key to a panio? I wonder what kind of laughter it will being out in you.~" Schlatt asks, contuining the tapping against the ribs. Making sure to every now and then to 'miss' so he lands in between each of the ribs.

He didn’t mean it, of course. He flinched and squirmed away from Schlatt’s fingers, half-hiding his pink face in his shoulder.

Schlatt noticed Dream hiding his face somewhat; He took it as a personal challenge. Slipping one hand out of the tshirt he reached up to gently spider along the Lee's neck. "Uh. Excuse me Dolly, our buisness arrangement says you cant hide your cute little pink face from me! I want to see your cherry face with your darling little freckles showing through!" He puts on his 'buisness' man voice. He wasnt actually annoyed that Dream was hiding his face, if he felt more comfortable doing that then he'll let it happen. But for now he wanted to see dream be as darling as he could be.

“Yohohou’re sohohOHO MEHEHEHEEAN!” The speedrunner squawked, tossing his head back into the grass for a moment before hunching his shoulders up again to protect his neck. “SCHLAHAHATT!”

"Mean?" he halfheartedly scoffs "I'm giving you what you wanted and you are dare calling me mean?! I'm hurt dream. Truly and utterly hurt." He fakes a sniffle, he knows how mean he is being but he could be worse possibly. "Yes darling? that's my name do not wear it out."

The speedrunner’s laughter pitched up suddenly as Schlatt pushed his shirt up and he sucked in his stomach, painfully aware of the soft pink tint around his belly button. Stupid stomach and stupid blush. “P-PLEHehehease! D-Dohohon’t tehEHEASE!”

"Awh! I can play connect the dots with your tummy freckles! They even stick out even more because of your adorable blush!" Schkatt ignores his no teasing policy of course. Without a warning he readjusted himself to place a fat raspberry right on his belly button. It was only one (for now) before he pulled back before dipping his finger in and vibrating his hand.

“FUHUHUHUCK- hic!- NAHAHAHAHOHOHO!” The speedrunner yelled, arching his back knowingly unknowingly into the tickling. “IHIT’S SO BAD- FUCKFUCKFUHUCK NOHOHOT THEHEHEHERE!”

Suddenly a bright idea pops into his head "Hey Dream? What's your worst spot?" It was a blunt ask but he knows what to do with it. The smirk on the rams face said it all, no matter Dreams answer he will be screwed amazed with the results.

“WHY WOULD I TELL YOU THAHAT?!” Dream shrieked, surprised that his voice held out long enough to say it. “F-FUHUCK YOHOHOHOU- IHIHI CAHAHAN’T!”

"Maybe because that way you can tickled where you want? I mean, I see how much you're enjoying these." he hums as he clears his throat to lower his voice "Its either that or I have plans up my sleeve. You can at least tell me one. the rest I can figure out." He offers with an evil smirk before leaning down to "Tell me or else I'll tickle you until I find ever last place that makes you scream " he hums before placing another raspberry on Dreams neck.

“FIHIHINE!” He shrieked, his voice squeaky and sweet. “FIHINEFINEFINEFINE- IHIHIT’S MYHY- AHAAHAHAHA!- FUHUCK OHOFF!- MYHYHY STOHOMAHACH AHAND MYHY THIHIGHS!”

"To be fair, I wonder how you'll go against raspberries here, maybe even nibbles. Although, maybe I could just ignore this part or go straight for your thighs." He monologs, just trying to get underneath Dreams skin "Oh thank you dream! your blush here makes your freckles stand out more!"

“GOHO FUHUHUCK YOHOHOURSEHELF!” The speedrunner shrieked, every word from Schlatt’s lips making his face burn hotter. He wiggled and squirmed, bucking and arching his back only to crash back down to the ground at the electric feeling. The grass gently tickling at his back and hips didn’t help, and he  continued to wrestle with Schlatt’s hands to try and fight him off ( though he didn’t particularly want his ler to stop ).

Schlatt scoffs loudly "For someone who was practically begging me to wreck them like the bratty lee that they are, you sure have a fucking attitude." Even if he didn't seem nice, his tone was full of sarcasm. He ignored the Lee's hand, at one point he even reached down to scratch the outside part of his hip. "How does that feel? Hm? Maybe I should fuck off to absolutely wrecking your thighs. I wonder how wiggly you get then." He stated but none the less contained his attack.

“PLEEHEHEHEHEASE!” He squealed, a wide yet adorable grin tugging at his lips. “IHIHI CAHAHAHAN’T- EEK! IHIHIT T-TIHI- IHIHIHIT TIHIHIHICKLEHEHES!”

“Evening, smiley.” He greets with a pretty calm, he was internally debating if he wanted to be a cocky bastard or just have a mellow conversation with Dream. It really depended, to him how he responded and what he will do.  [howdy hey! sorry for the late reply, and sorry about not having anons on, I am still trying to figure out how that works! But I hope this is okay with you!] 

The shadow of Schlatt looming over him sent nervous sparks shooting under his skin. He hid his ever-growing smile with one hand while waving Schlatt off lightheartedly as he slumped back into the grass. “Jesus Christ, man. Warn a guy next time. I thought I was about to dihie.”

"Its called the element of surprise. Maybe you should use it for your bounty hunter thing that you and your friends play." Schlatt chuckles but he notices dreams smile, and he would be damned if he didnt say it was endearing. "Oooh, tell me smiley, what has you all giddy?" Schlatt asks. Honestly, he thought Dream had done some epic prank of sorts, so he was going to pry at any information.

“N-No reason!” He lied, pushing down nervous giggles. “N-Nothihing! Nothing at ahall!”

"Right, Right. You totally arent giggling like a cheeky toddler." Schlatt hums, crouching down, still looking down at the man below him. "What's got you all pink? You look like those old fashion glass dolls. With the rosey cheeks. You know those things." schlatt explains, "so what have you done now, dolly?" He hums, seeming to rest his elbows on his knees, seemingly making an armrest for himself as he looked at Dream.

“Shut uhup!” Dream protested, not meaning it in the slightest. “I-Ihi haven’t done anythihing!”

"I dont know about that one Dolly, you would have to look me in the eyes with a poker face. You know, like written rules of telling the truth." Sure, Schlatt lied about the poker face about telling the truth. "Maybe I should call you Cherry Doll. To match your apple red face with those cute little freckles as well~" he cooes. Does he know where he is going with the compliments? No. But does he know that they are teasing towards the man below him, of course. That's why he is using them.

The speedrunner faintly wished he could put his hoodie on and hide in it to obscure the burning embarrassment in his cheeks. 

Before he could really stop himself he reaches out, but before he made contact with dreams cheeks, he stopped, but he was teaching along the patterns in mid air, not touching Dream though. "Hm, taking that back, maybe I should call you giggle nova. Like nova from space cause of your freckles, and giggly because you cant stop gigglin!" He hums, his hand came a little close to dreams neck, but it went right back to the mid air.

Dream scrunched up his shoulders in anticipation as his friend’s hand drifted just a little too close to his neck. “Schlahahahatt! Stohohop ihihit! Yohou’re beheihing mehehean!”

Schlatt let's out an amused huff. "No Dream, if I wanted to be mean I would have you pinned down below me. Watching you stumble over your words as that adorable blush covers you in head to toe. Asking you what you're laughing at until you can give me an answer," he paused his speech with a cocky grin "Now that, that would be mean."

Dream shifted on the spot, electric tingles already starting to spark under his skin where Schlatt was mere inches away from touching him. “I-Ihihi’m- yohou cahahan’t dohoho thahahahat!”

"I can do whatever you want. What are you going to do about besides there wiggling like a little worm? Huh?" Schlatt questions to pause all his movements "Well, if you dont want this, what do you want?" he asks, raising a brow.

He knew that might have just sealed him having to really ask, but at this point he was kind of desperate. His skin was so electrified with anticipatory tingling that he knew as soon as Schlatt laid a finger on him he would lose it. “Pleehehehease!”

"Please what Dreamie?~ Use your words darling~" he cooes teasling, tightening his grip a little bit. Not enough to hurt of course, just really trying to set up dream into a giggling mess that he currently is.

The tightening of Schlatt’s grip on his wrists made Dream squeal softly in alarm and hide his face in his shoulder. “J-Juhuhust gohohoho!”

When Dream hid his face, schlatt took this opportunity and leaned in next to Dreams ear before letting a low, almost growling behind it. "Depends, what else do you want?" Was he being teasy? Yes. But, but, he was going to respect Dreams boundaries, he didnt know if he wanted a wrecking or just some generic ones. He was asking in so many words.

“I-Ihihi-” he stumbled over his words, his face burning. “S-Sohomethihing rohohough- Ihihi dohon-t knohohow…”

After he ran out of breath (for the moment, it was a condseribly short one) of his raspberry he nuzzled his face into the crook of the others neck. Being cautious of his horns he made sure to have his mutton chops be the main selling point to the others seemingly sensitive neck.

Why did Schlatt have to be so damn good at tickling?! “SCHLAHAHATT- AAHAHAHAHA FUHUHUCK IHIHIHIT’S SOHOHOHO BAHAHAHAHAD!”

Schlatt laughs softly as he pulls back from the others neck "Well yeah, of course it's bad, you chose to allow me to tickle you to peices." he states like it is the most obvious thing in the world.

Although the tickling was absolutely unbearable, it was also… enjoyable. Dream hadn’t been able to let loose like this in a while.

"Here? You want me to go for your ribs?" Schlatt asks, while he felt the futile attempt at moving his hands. "Do you want me to feel each indication bone, gently tapping it with each of my fingers," he smirks, starting to tap one set of ribs with his index fingers "Do you think each rib is like a key to a panio? I wonder what kind of laughter it will being out in you.~" Schlatt asks, contuining the tapping against the ribs. Making sure to every now and then to 'miss' so he lands in between each of the ribs.

He didn’t mean it, of course. He flinched and squirmed away from Schlatt’s fingers, half-hiding his pink face in his shoulder.

Schlatt noticed Dream hiding his face somewhat; He took it as a personal challenge. Slipping one hand out of the tshirt he reached up to gently spider along the Lee's neck. "Uh. Excuse me Dolly, our buisness arrangement says you cant hide your cute little pink face from me! I want to see your cherry face with your darling little freckles showing through!" He puts on his 'buisness' man voice. He wasnt actually annoyed that Dream was hiding his face, if he felt more comfortable doing that then he'll let it happen. But for now he wanted to see dream be as darling as he could be.

“Yohohou’re sohohOHO MEHEHEHEEAN!” The speedrunner squawked, tossing his head back into the grass for a moment before hunching his shoulders up again to protect his neck. “SCHLAHAHATT!”

"Mean?" he halfheartedly scoffs "I'm giving you what you wanted and you are dare calling me mean?! I'm hurt dream. Truly and utterly hurt." He fakes a sniffle, he knows how mean he is being but he could be worse possibly. "Yes darling? that's my name do not wear it out."

The speedrunner’s laughter pitched up suddenly as Schlatt pushed his shirt up and he sucked in his stomach, painfully aware of the soft pink tint around his belly button. Stupid stomach and stupid blush. “P-PLEHehehease! D-Dohohon’t tehEHEASE!”

"Awh! I can play connect the dots with your tummy freckles! They even stick out even more because of your adorable blush!" Schkatt ignores his no teasing policy of course. Without a warning he readjusted himself to place a fat raspberry right on his belly button. It was only one (for now) before he pulled back before dipping his finger in and vibrating his hand.

“FUHUHUHUCK- hic!- NAHAHAHAHOHOHO!” The speedrunner yelled, arching his back knowingly unknowingly into the tickling. “IHIT’S SO BAD- FUCKFUCKFUHUCK NOHOHOT THEHEHEHERE!”

Suddenly a bright idea pops into his head "Hey Dream? What's your worst spot?" It was a blunt ask but he knows what to do with it. The smirk on the rams face said it all, no matter Dreams answer he will be screwed amazed with the results.

“WHY WOULD I TELL YOU THAHAT?!” Dream shrieked, surprised that his voice held out long enough to say it. “F-FUHUCK YOHOHOHOU- IHIHI CAHAHAN’T!”

"Maybe because that way you can tickled where you want? I mean, I see how much you're enjoying these." he hums as he clears his throat to lower his voice "Its either that or I have plans up my sleeve. You can at least tell me one. the rest I can figure out." He offers with an evil smirk before leaning down to "Tell me or else I'll tickle you until I find ever last place that makes you scream " he hums before placing another raspberry on Dreams neck.

“FIHIHINE!” He shrieked, his voice squeaky and sweet. “FIHINEFINEFINEFINE- IHIHIT’S MYHY- AHAAHAHAHA!- FUHUCK OHOFF!- MYHYHY STOHOMAHACH AHAND MYHY THIHIGHS!”

"To be fair, I wonder how you'll go against raspberries here, maybe even nibbles. Although, maybe I could just ignore this part or go straight for your thighs." He monologs, just trying to get underneath Dreams skin "Oh thank you dream! your blush here makes your freckles stand out more!"

“GOHO FUHUHUCK YOHOHOURSEHELF!” The speedrunner shrieked, every word from Schlatt’s lips making his face burn hotter. He wiggled and squirmed, bucking and arching his back only to crash back down to the ground at the electric feeling. The grass gently tickling at his back and hips didn’t help, and he  continued to wrestle with Schlatt’s hands to try and fight him off ( though he didn’t particularly want his ler to stop ).

[ @dreamleee hello!! yeah this is great!! :D ]

“Uh- wow, okay, I didn’t really think I’d get this far,” he admitted with a chuckle, trying to suppress the energetic mood he felt. He settled for bouncing on the balls of his feet and toying with the drawstrings of his hoodie to satisfy his need to move. “I-I dunno- I have a lot of energy, so- uhm- maybe, uh- something like sparring, or something?”

Said speedrunner nodded excitedly at Techno’s words, before realizing how childish he was really acting. He stilled himself ( though it took quite a bit of effort ) and ducked his head slightly, embarrassed. “S-Sorry. I- I’m supposed to be stoic. Sorry.”

He had turned away for a moment to store his armor away, turning to face the speedrunner with a subtly confused look. "No need to apologize, it's good to be excited and full of energy before a spar. Means you might actually have a chance of winning."

“A-Anyway!” He cut himself off, not allowing himself to dwell on the warmth his piglin friend brought him. “Hurry up. You’re slow, let’s go!”

"Hurry up? Where are you even heading?"

The speedrunner continued to bounce up and down on the balls of his feet, scrunching up his nose a little. “You’re so slow,” he whined playfully. “Let’s goooo!”

"I'm following, I'm following. Go ahead, lead the way then." He glanced at the speedrunner with a small smile, motioning him to move as he walked towards him.

The speedrunner bounced up and down and grabbed Techno’s sleeve, not wanting to go for the piglin’s hand just in case it made him uncomfortable. He tugged his friend along, babbling about what they could do and gently rubbing his nose, which was turning pink. “Listen, my idea is we either do with swords or without- I’m pretty good with swords and axes and I’ve wrestled Sapnap quite a bit, so I’d say I’m not too bad. Obviously the snow’ll make it a bit harder to move and we’ll get cold quicker and stuff, but that’s fine. I wonder if I could beat Sapnap in a sparring match. Or George. Or Tommy, or Tubbo- whatever! I could beat everyone, sword or no sword.”

He allowed himself to be pulled along for a while with a lighthearted complaint about it coming from him every few seconds. "Hang on, hang on. I know you're excited and all to get to wherever, but it's out here cold and it shows." He stopped and pulled his arm out of Dream's grip to slip off the warm cape and proceed to set it around the other. He'd fix it if needed to. "Just until we get out of the tundra area. You gotta feel good enough to fight or else this is useless." Yeah, they were rivals. He absolutely hated him, totally.

“Th-Thanks.” A big smile tugged at Dream’s face, which he quickly hid by ducking his head and covering it with the back of his hand. He didn’t say anything else, far too embarrassed by his reaction to Techno’s kindness to do so, and returned to walking, grabbing Techno’s sleeve again with a bounce in his step. Techno was supposed to be his rival, and yet here he was, allowing Dream to drag him around like a little kid. He thanked Techno for that.

He glanced at the Dream. "Yeah, it's fine," he hummed, looking away as quick as suddenly as he looked to begin with to avoid the appreciative comment and what he thought was Dream smiling about that. Whatever that was about. While he was highly aware of his head screaming at him that this couldn't possibly a good idea. He had things under control. Despite being bouncy, he didn't think Dream would do anything to cause actual harm currently.

Dream spun on the spot, Techno’s cape billowing around him as he took in the scenery. He loved this stupid pretty clearing with all his heart.

He was pulled from the thought as he saw the blur of red and green that was Dream spin around. He thought he looked like a Christmas tree especially with the color which caused him to let out a soft laugh.

It was all in good fun, of course. The speedrunner snickered, standing up straighter and grinning at Techno. “You know, you’re a lot less intimidating without your cape, Tech,” he teased, his voice sweet and cooing. “It almost makes you shorter.~”

"What are you even talking about? The weight is only adding more to your ego and it's not even cold over here anymore. I need it back for mine, it's deflating." He was joking, maybe.

“You want your cape back, Blade?” He teased, almost giving his rival a bow as he smirked at him. “Then come get it.”

“Evening, smiley.” He greets with a pretty calm, he was internally debating if he wanted to be a cocky bastard or just have a mellow conversation with Dream. It really depended, to him how he responded and what he will do.  [howdy hey! sorry for the late reply, and sorry about not having anons on, I am still trying to figure out how that works! But I hope this is okay with you!] 

The shadow of Schlatt looming over him sent nervous sparks shooting under his skin. He hid his ever-growing smile with one hand while waving Schlatt off lightheartedly as he slumped back into the grass. “Jesus Christ, man. Warn a guy next time. I thought I was about to dihie.”

"Its called the element of surprise. Maybe you should use it for your bounty hunter thing that you and your friends play." Schlatt chuckles but he notices dreams smile, and he would be damned if he didnt say it was endearing. "Oooh, tell me smiley, what has you all giddy?" Schlatt asks. Honestly, he thought Dream had done some epic prank of sorts, so he was going to pry at any information.

“N-No reason!” He lied, pushing down nervous giggles. “N-Nothihing! Nothing at ahall!”

"Right, Right. You totally arent giggling like a cheeky toddler." Schlatt hums, crouching down, still looking down at the man below him. "What's got you all pink? You look like those old fashion glass dolls. With the rosey cheeks. You know those things." schlatt explains, "so what have you done now, dolly?" He hums, seeming to rest his elbows on his knees, seemingly making an armrest for himself as he looked at Dream.

“Shut uhup!” Dream protested, not meaning it in the slightest. “I-Ihi haven’t done anythihing!”

"I dont know about that one Dolly, you would have to look me in the eyes with a poker face. You know, like written rules of telling the truth." Sure, Schlatt lied about the poker face about telling the truth. "Maybe I should call you Cherry Doll. To match your apple red face with those cute little freckles as well~" he cooes. Does he know where he is going with the compliments? No. But does he know that they are teasing towards the man below him, of course. That's why he is using them.

The speedrunner faintly wished he could put his hoodie on and hide in it to obscure the burning embarrassment in his cheeks. 

Before he could really stop himself he reaches out, but before he made contact with dreams cheeks, he stopped, but he was teaching along the patterns in mid air, not touching Dream though. "Hm, taking that back, maybe I should call you giggle nova. Like nova from space cause of your freckles, and giggly because you cant stop gigglin!" He hums, his hand came a little close to dreams neck, but it went right back to the mid air.

Dream scrunched up his shoulders in anticipation as his friend’s hand drifted just a little too close to his neck. “Schlahahahatt! Stohohop ihihit! Yohou’re beheihing mehehean!”

Schlatt let's out an amused huff. "No Dream, if I wanted to be mean I would have you pinned down below me. Watching you stumble over your words as that adorable blush covers you in head to toe. Asking you what you're laughing at until you can give me an answer," he paused his speech with a cocky grin "Now that, that would be mean."

Dream shifted on the spot, electric tingles already starting to spark under his skin where Schlatt was mere inches away from touching him. “I-Ihihi’m- yohou cahahan’t dohoho thahahahat!”

"I can do whatever you want. What are you going to do about besides there wiggling like a little worm? Huh?" Schlatt questions to pause all his movements "Well, if you dont want this, what do you want?" he asks, raising a brow.

He knew that might have just sealed him having to really ask, but at this point he was kind of desperate. His skin was so electrified with anticipatory tingling that he knew as soon as Schlatt laid a finger on him he would lose it. “Pleehehehease!”

"Please what Dreamie?~ Use your words darling~" he cooes teasling, tightening his grip a little bit. Not enough to hurt of course, just really trying to set up dream into a giggling mess that he currently is.

The tightening of Schlatt’s grip on his wrists made Dream squeal softly in alarm and hide his face in his shoulder. “J-Juhuhust gohohoho!”

When Dream hid his face, schlatt took this opportunity and leaned in next to Dreams ear before letting a low, almost growling behind it. "Depends, what else do you want?" Was he being teasy? Yes. But, but, he was going to respect Dreams boundaries, he didnt know if he wanted a wrecking or just some generic ones. He was asking in so many words.

“I-Ihihi-” he stumbled over his words, his face burning. “S-Sohomethihing rohohough- Ihihi dohon-t knohohow…”

After he ran out of breath (for the moment, it was a condseribly short one) of his raspberry he nuzzled his face into the crook of the others neck. Being cautious of his horns he made sure to have his mutton chops be the main selling point to the others seemingly sensitive neck.

Why did Schlatt have to be so damn good at tickling?! “SCHLAHAHATT- AAHAHAHAHA FUHUHUCK IHIHIHIT’S SOHOHOHO BAHAHAHAHAD!”

Schlatt laughs softly as he pulls back from the others neck "Well yeah, of course it's bad, you chose to allow me to tickle you to peices." he states like it is the most obvious thing in the world.

Although the tickling was absolutely unbearable, it was also… enjoyable. Dream hadn’t been able to let loose like this in a while.

"Here? You want me to go for your ribs?" Schlatt asks, while he felt the futile attempt at moving his hands. "Do you want me to feel each indication bone, gently tapping it with each of my fingers," he smirks, starting to tap one set of ribs with his index fingers "Do you think each rib is like a key to a panio? I wonder what kind of laughter it will being out in you.~" Schlatt asks, contuining the tapping against the ribs. Making sure to every now and then to 'miss' so he lands in between each of the ribs.

He didn’t mean it, of course. He flinched and squirmed away from Schlatt’s fingers, half-hiding his pink face in his shoulder.

Schlatt noticed Dream hiding his face somewhat; He took it as a personal challenge. Slipping one hand out of the tshirt he reached up to gently spider along the Lee's neck. "Uh. Excuse me Dolly, our buisness arrangement says you cant hide your cute little pink face from me! I want to see your cherry face with your darling little freckles showing through!" He puts on his 'buisness' man voice. He wasnt actually annoyed that Dream was hiding his face, if he felt more comfortable doing that then he'll let it happen. But for now he wanted to see dream be as darling as he could be.

“Yohohou’re sohohOHO MEHEHEHEEAN!” The speedrunner squawked, tossing his head back into the grass for a moment before hunching his shoulders up again to protect his neck. “SCHLAHAHATT!”

"Mean?" he halfheartedly scoffs "I'm giving you what you wanted and you are dare calling me mean?! I'm hurt dream. Truly and utterly hurt." He fakes a sniffle, he knows how mean he is being but he could be worse possibly. "Yes darling? that's my name do not wear it out."

The speedrunner’s laughter pitched up suddenly as Schlatt pushed his shirt up and he sucked in his stomach, painfully aware of the soft pink tint around his belly button. Stupid stomach and stupid blush. “P-PLEHehehease! D-Dohohon’t tehEHEASE!”

"Awh! I can play connect the dots with your tummy freckles! They even stick out even more because of your adorable blush!" Schkatt ignores his no teasing policy of course. Without a warning he readjusted himself to place a fat raspberry right on his belly button. It was only one (for now) before he pulled back before dipping his finger in and vibrating his hand.

“FUHUHUHUCK- hic!- NAHAHAHAHOHOHO!” The speedrunner yelled, arching his back knowingly unknowingly into the tickling. “IHIT’S SO BAD- FUCKFUCKFUHUCK NOHOHOT THEHEHEHERE!”

Suddenly a bright idea pops into his head "Hey Dream? What's your worst spot?" It was a blunt ask but he knows what to do with it. The smirk on the rams face said it all, no matter Dreams answer he will be screwed amazed with the results.

“WHY WOULD I TELL YOU THAHAT?!” Dream shrieked, surprised that his voice held out long enough to say it. “F-FUHUCK YOHOHOHOU- IHIHI CAHAHAN’T!”

"Maybe because that way you can tickled where you want? I mean, I see how much you're enjoying these." he hums as he clears his throat to lower his voice "Its either that or I have plans up my sleeve. You can at least tell me one. the rest I can figure out." He offers with an evil smirk before leaning down to "Tell me or else I'll tickle you until I find ever last place that makes you scream " he hums before placing another raspberry on Dreams neck.

“FIHIHINE!” He shrieked, his voice squeaky and sweet. “FIHINEFINEFINEFINE- IHIHIT’S MYHY- AHAAHAHAHA!- FUHUCK OHOFF!- MYHYHY STOHOMAHACH AHAND MYHY THIHIGHS!”

[ @dreamleee hello!! yeah this is great!! :D ]

“Uh- wow, okay, I didn’t really think I’d get this far,” he admitted with a chuckle, trying to suppress the energetic mood he felt. He settled for bouncing on the balls of his feet and toying with the drawstrings of his hoodie to satisfy his need to move. “I-I dunno- I have a lot of energy, so- uhm- maybe, uh- something like sparring, or something?”

Said speedrunner nodded excitedly at Techno’s words, before realizing how childish he was really acting. He stilled himself ( though it took quite a bit of effort ) and ducked his head slightly, embarrassed. “S-Sorry. I- I’m supposed to be stoic. Sorry.”

He had turned away for a moment to store his armor away, turning to face the speedrunner with a subtly confused look. "No need to apologize, it's good to be excited and full of energy before a spar. Means you might actually have a chance of winning."

“A-Anyway!” He cut himself off, not allowing himself to dwell on the warmth his piglin friend brought him. “Hurry up. You’re slow, let’s go!”

"Hurry up? Where are you even heading?"

The speedrunner continued to bounce up and down on the balls of his feet, scrunching up his nose a little. “You’re so slow,” he whined playfully. “Let’s goooo!”

"I'm following, I'm following. Go ahead, lead the way then." He glanced at the speedrunner with a small smile, motioning him to move as he walked towards him.

The speedrunner bounced up and down and grabbed Techno’s sleeve, not wanting to go for the piglin’s hand just in case it made him uncomfortable. He tugged his friend along, babbling about what they could do and gently rubbing his nose, which was turning pink. “Listen, my idea is we either do with swords or without- I’m pretty good with swords and axes and I’ve wrestled Sapnap quite a bit, so I’d say I’m not too bad. Obviously the snow’ll make it a bit harder to move and we’ll get cold quicker and stuff, but that’s fine. I wonder if I could beat Sapnap in a sparring match. Or George. Or Tommy, or Tubbo- whatever! I could beat everyone, sword or no sword.”

He allowed himself to be pulled along for a while with a lighthearted complaint about it coming from him every few seconds. "Hang on, hang on. I know you're excited and all to get to wherever, but it's out here cold and it shows." He stopped and pulled his arm out of Dream's grip to slip off the warm cape and proceed to set it around the other. He'd fix it if needed to. "Just until we get out of the tundra area. You gotta feel good enough to fight or else this is useless." Yeah, they were rivals. He absolutely hated him, totally.

“Th-Thanks.” A big smile tugged at Dream’s face, which he quickly hid by ducking his head and covering it with the back of his hand. He didn’t say anything else, far too embarrassed by his reaction to Techno’s kindness to do so, and returned to walking, grabbing Techno’s sleeve again with a bounce in his step. Techno was supposed to be his rival, and yet here he was, allowing Dream to drag him around like a little kid. He thanked Techno for that.

He glanced at the Dream. "Yeah, it's fine," he hummed, looking away as quick as suddenly as he looked to begin with to avoid the appreciative comment and what he thought was Dream smiling about that. Whatever that was about. While he was highly aware of his head screaming at him that this couldn't possibly a good idea. He had things under control. Despite being bouncy, he didn't think Dream would do anything to cause actual harm currently.

Dream spun on the spot, Techno’s cape billowing around him as he took in the scenery. He loved this stupid pretty clearing with all his heart.

He was pulled from the thought as he saw the blur of red and green that was Dream spin around. He thought he looked like a Christmas tree especially with the color which caused him to let out a soft laugh.

It was all in good fun, of course. The speedrunner snickered, standing up straighter and grinning at Techno. “You know, you’re a lot less intimidating without your cape, Tech,” he teased, his voice sweet and cooing. “It almost makes you shorter.~”

[ @dreamleee hello!! yeah this is great!! :D ]

“Uh- wow, okay, I didn’t really think I’d get this far,” he admitted with a chuckle, trying to suppress the energetic mood he felt. He settled for bouncing on the balls of his feet and toying with the drawstrings of his hoodie to satisfy his need to move. “I-I dunno- I have a lot of energy, so- uhm- maybe, uh- something like sparring, or something?”

Said speedrunner nodded excitedly at Techno’s words, before realizing how childish he was really acting. He stilled himself ( though it took quite a bit of effort ) and ducked his head slightly, embarrassed. “S-Sorry. I- I’m supposed to be stoic. Sorry.”

He had turned away for a moment to store his armor away, turning to face the speedrunner with a subtly confused look. "No need to apologize, it's good to be excited and full of energy before a spar. Means you might actually have a chance of winning."

“A-Anyway!” He cut himself off, not allowing himself to dwell on the warmth his piglin friend brought him. “Hurry up. You’re slow, let’s go!”

"Hurry up? Where are you even heading?"

The speedrunner continued to bounce up and down on the balls of his feet, scrunching up his nose a little. “You’re so slow,” he whined playfully. “Let’s goooo!”

"I'm following, I'm following. Go ahead, lead the way then." He glanced at the speedrunner with a small smile, motioning him to move as he walked towards him.

The speedrunner bounced up and down and grabbed Techno’s sleeve, not wanting to go for the piglin’s hand just in case it made him uncomfortable. He tugged his friend along, babbling about what they could do and gently rubbing his nose, which was turning pink. “Listen, my idea is we either do with swords or without- I’m pretty good with swords and axes and I’ve wrestled Sapnap quite a bit, so I’d say I’m not too bad. Obviously the snow’ll make it a bit harder to move and we’ll get cold quicker and stuff, but that’s fine. I wonder if I could beat Sapnap in a sparring match. Or George. Or Tommy, or Tubbo- whatever! I could beat everyone, sword or no sword.”

He allowed himself to be pulled along for a while with a lighthearted complaint about it coming from him every few seconds. "Hang on, hang on. I know you're excited and all to get to wherever, but it's out here cold and it shows." He stopped and pulled his arm out of Dream's grip to slip off the warm cape and proceed to set it around the other. He'd fix it if needed to. "Just until we get out of the tundra area. You gotta feel good enough to fight or else this is useless." Yeah, they were rivals. He absolutely hated him, totally.

“Th-Thanks.” A big smile tugged at Dream’s face, which he quickly hid by ducking his head and covering it with the back of his hand. He didn’t say anything else, far too embarrassed by his reaction to Techno’s kindness to do so, and returned to walking, grabbing Techno’s sleeve again with a bounce in his step. Techno was supposed to be his rival, and yet here he was, allowing Dream to drag him around like a little kid. He thanked Techno for that.

He glanced at the Dream. "Yeah, it's fine," he hummed, looking away as quick as suddenly as he looked to begin with to avoid the appreciative comment and what he thought was Dream smiling about that. Whatever that was about. While he was highly aware of his head screaming at him that this couldn't possibly a good idea. He had things under control. Despite being bouncy, he didn't think Dream would do anything to cause actual harm currently.

Dream spun on the spot, Techno’s cape billowing around him as he took in the scenery. He loved this stupid pretty clearing with all his heart.

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“Uh- wow, okay, I didn’t really think I’d get this far,” he admitted with a chuckle, trying to suppress the energetic mood he felt. He settled for bouncing on the balls of his feet and toying with the drawstrings of his hoodie to satisfy his need to move. “I-I dunno- I have a lot of energy, so- uhm- maybe, uh- something like sparring, or something?”

Said speedrunner nodded excitedly at Techno’s words, before realizing how childish he was really acting. He stilled himself ( though it took quite a bit of effort ) and ducked his head slightly, embarrassed. “S-Sorry. I- I’m supposed to be stoic. Sorry.”

He had turned away for a moment to store his armor away, turning to face the speedrunner with a subtly confused look. "No need to apologize, it's good to be excited and full of energy before a spar. Means you might actually have a chance of winning."

“A-Anyway!” He cut himself off, not allowing himself to dwell on the warmth his piglin friend brought him. “Hurry up. You’re slow, let’s go!”

"Hurry up? Where are you even heading?"

The speedrunner continued to bounce up and down on the balls of his feet, scrunching up his nose a little. “You’re so slow,” he whined playfully. “Let’s goooo!”

"I'm following, I'm following. Go ahead, lead the way then." He glanced at the speedrunner with a small smile, motioning him to move as he walked towards him.

The speedrunner bounced up and down and grabbed Techno’s sleeve, not wanting to go for the piglin’s hand just in case it made him uncomfortable. He tugged his friend along, babbling about what they could do and gently rubbing his nose, which was turning pink. “Listen, my idea is we either do with swords or without- I’m pretty good with swords and axes and I’ve wrestled Sapnap quite a bit, so I’d say I’m not too bad. Obviously the snow’ll make it a bit harder to move and we’ll get cold quicker and stuff, but that’s fine. I wonder if I could beat Sapnap in a sparring match. Or George. Or Tommy, or Tubbo- whatever! I could beat everyone, sword or no sword.”

He allowed himself to be pulled along for a while with a lighthearted complaint about it coming from him every few seconds. "Hang on, hang on. I know you're excited and all to get to wherever, but it's out here cold and it shows." He stopped and pulled his arm out of Dream's grip to slip off the warm cape and proceed to set it around the other. He'd fix it if needed to. "Just until we get out of the tundra area. You gotta feel good enough to fight or else this is useless." Yeah, they were rivals. He absolutely hated him, totally.

“Th-Thanks.” A big smile tugged at Dream’s face, which he quickly hid by ducking his head and covering it with the back of his hand. He didn’t say anything else, far too embarrassed by his reaction to Techno’s kindness to do so, and returned to walking, grabbing Techno’s sleeve again with a bounce in his step. Techno was supposed to be his rival, and yet here he was, allowing Dream to drag him around like a little kid. He thanked Techno for that.

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“Uh- wow, okay, I didn’t really think I’d get this far,” he admitted with a chuckle, trying to suppress the energetic mood he felt. He settled for bouncing on the balls of his feet and toying with the drawstrings of his hoodie to satisfy his need to move. “I-I dunno- I have a lot of energy, so- uhm- maybe, uh- something like sparring, or something?”

Said speedrunner nodded excitedly at Techno’s words, before realizing how childish he was really acting. He stilled himself ( though it took quite a bit of effort ) and ducked his head slightly, embarrassed. “S-Sorry. I- I’m supposed to be stoic. Sorry.”

He had turned away for a moment to store his armor away, turning to face the speedrunner with a subtly confused look. "No need to apologize, it's good to be excited and full of energy before a spar. Means you might actually have a chance of winning."

“A-Anyway!” He cut himself off, not allowing himself to dwell on the warmth his piglin friend brought him. “Hurry up. You’re slow, let’s go!”

"Hurry up? Where are you even heading?"

The speedrunner continued to bounce up and down on the balls of his feet, scrunching up his nose a little. “You’re so slow,” he whined playfully. “Let’s goooo!”

"I'm following, I'm following. Go ahead, lead the way then." He glanced at the speedrunner with a small smile, motioning him to move as he walked towards him.

The speedrunner bounced up and down and grabbed Techno’s sleeve, not wanting to go for the piglin’s hand just in case it made him uncomfortable. He tugged his friend along, babbling about what they could do and gently rubbing his nose, which was turning pink. “Listen, my idea is we either do with swords or without- I’m pretty good with swords and axes and I’ve wrestled Sapnap quite a bit, so I’d say I’m not too bad. Obviously the snow’ll make it a bit harder to move and we’ll get cold quicker and stuff, but that’s fine. I wonder if I could beat Sapnap in a sparring match. Or George. Or Tommy, or Tubbo- whatever! I could beat everyone, sword or no sword.”

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“Uh- wow, okay, I didn’t really think I’d get this far,” he admitted with a chuckle, trying to suppress the energetic mood he felt. He settled for bouncing on the balls of his feet and toying with the drawstrings of his hoodie to satisfy his need to move. “I-I dunno- I have a lot of energy, so- uhm- maybe, uh- something like sparring, or something?”

Said speedrunner nodded excitedly at Techno’s words, before realizing how childish he was really acting. He stilled himself ( though it took quite a bit of effort ) and ducked his head slightly, embarrassed. “S-Sorry. I- I’m supposed to be stoic. Sorry.”

He had turned away for a moment to store his armor away, turning to face the speedrunner with a subtly confused look. "No need to apologize, it's good to be excited and full of energy before a spar. Means you might actually have a chance of winning."

“A-Anyway!” He cut himself off, not allowing himself to dwell on the warmth his piglin friend brought him. “Hurry up. You’re slow, let’s go!”

"Hurry up? Where are you even heading?"

The speedrunner continued to bounce up and down on the balls of his feet, scrunching up his nose a little. “You’re so slow,” he whined playfully. “Let’s goooo!”

“Evening, smiley.” He greets with a pretty calm, he was internally debating if he wanted to be a cocky bastard or just have a mellow conversation with Dream. It really depended, to him how he responded and what he will do.  [howdy hey! sorry for the late reply, and sorry about not having anons on, I am still trying to figure out how that works! But I hope this is okay with you!] 

The shadow of Schlatt looming over him sent nervous sparks shooting under his skin. He hid his ever-growing smile with one hand while waving Schlatt off lightheartedly as he slumped back into the grass. “Jesus Christ, man. Warn a guy next time. I thought I was about to dihie.”

"Its called the element of surprise. Maybe you should use it for your bounty hunter thing that you and your friends play." Schlatt chuckles but he notices dreams smile, and he would be damned if he didnt say it was endearing. "Oooh, tell me smiley, what has you all giddy?" Schlatt asks. Honestly, he thought Dream had done some epic prank of sorts, so he was going to pry at any information.

“N-No reason!” He lied, pushing down nervous giggles. “N-Nothihing! Nothing at ahall!”

"Right, Right. You totally arent giggling like a cheeky toddler." Schlatt hums, crouching down, still looking down at the man below him. "What's got you all pink? You look like those old fashion glass dolls. With the rosey cheeks. You know those things." schlatt explains, "so what have you done now, dolly?" He hums, seeming to rest his elbows on his knees, seemingly making an armrest for himself as he looked at Dream.

“Shut uhup!” Dream protested, not meaning it in the slightest. “I-Ihi haven’t done anythihing!”

"I dont know about that one Dolly, you would have to look me in the eyes with a poker face. You know, like written rules of telling the truth." Sure, Schlatt lied about the poker face about telling the truth. "Maybe I should call you Cherry Doll. To match your apple red face with those cute little freckles as well~" he cooes. Does he know where he is going with the compliments? No. But does he know that they are teasing towards the man below him, of course. That's why he is using them.

The speedrunner faintly wished he could put his hoodie on and hide in it to obscure the burning embarrassment in his cheeks. 

Before he could really stop himself he reaches out, but before he made contact with dreams cheeks, he stopped, but he was teaching along the patterns in mid air, not touching Dream though. "Hm, taking that back, maybe I should call you giggle nova. Like nova from space cause of your freckles, and giggly because you cant stop gigglin!" He hums, his hand came a little close to dreams neck, but it went right back to the mid air.

Dream scrunched up his shoulders in anticipation as his friend’s hand drifted just a little too close to his neck. “Schlahahahatt! Stohohop ihihit! Yohou’re beheihing mehehean!”

Schlatt let's out an amused huff. "No Dream, if I wanted to be mean I would have you pinned down below me. Watching you stumble over your words as that adorable blush covers you in head to toe. Asking you what you're laughing at until you can give me an answer," he paused his speech with a cocky grin "Now that, that would be mean."

Dream shifted on the spot, electric tingles already starting to spark under his skin where Schlatt was mere inches away from touching him. “I-Ihihi’m- yohou cahahan’t dohoho thahahahat!”

"I can do whatever you want. What are you going to do about besides there wiggling like a little worm? Huh?" Schlatt questions to pause all his movements "Well, if you dont want this, what do you want?" he asks, raising a brow.

He knew that might have just sealed him having to really ask, but at this point he was kind of desperate. His skin was so electrified with anticipatory tingling that he knew as soon as Schlatt laid a finger on him he would lose it. “Pleehehehease!”

"Please what Dreamie?~ Use your words darling~" he cooes teasling, tightening his grip a little bit. Not enough to hurt of course, just really trying to set up dream into a giggling mess that he currently is.

The tightening of Schlatt’s grip on his wrists made Dream squeal softly in alarm and hide his face in his shoulder. “J-Juhuhust gohohoho!”

When Dream hid his face, schlatt took this opportunity and leaned in next to Dreams ear before letting a low, almost growling behind it. "Depends, what else do you want?" Was he being teasy? Yes. But, but, he was going to respect Dreams boundaries, he didnt know if he wanted a wrecking or just some generic ones. He was asking in so many words.

“I-Ihihi-” he stumbled over his words, his face burning. “S-Sohomethihing rohohough- Ihihi dohon-t knohohow…”

After he ran out of breath (for the moment, it was a condseribly short one) of his raspberry he nuzzled his face into the crook of the others neck. Being cautious of his horns he made sure to have his mutton chops be the main selling point to the others seemingly sensitive neck.

Why did Schlatt have to be so damn good at tickling?! “SCHLAHAHATT- AAHAHAHAHA FUHUHUCK IHIHIHIT’S SOHOHOHO BAHAHAHAHAD!”

Schlatt laughs softly as he pulls back from the others neck "Well yeah, of course it's bad, you chose to allow me to tickle you to peices." he states like it is the most obvious thing in the world.

Although the tickling was absolutely unbearable, it was also… enjoyable. Dream hadn’t been able to let loose like this in a while.

"Here? You want me to go for your ribs?" Schlatt asks, while he felt the futile attempt at moving his hands. "Do you want me to feel each indication bone, gently tapping it with each of my fingers," he smirks, starting to tap one set of ribs with his index fingers "Do you think each rib is like a key to a panio? I wonder what kind of laughter it will being out in you.~" Schlatt asks, contuining the tapping against the ribs. Making sure to every now and then to 'miss' so he lands in between each of the ribs.

He didn’t mean it, of course. He flinched and squirmed away from Schlatt’s fingers, half-hiding his pink face in his shoulder.

Schlatt noticed Dream hiding his face somewhat; He took it as a personal challenge. Slipping one hand out of the tshirt he reached up to gently spider along the Lee's neck. "Uh. Excuse me Dolly, our buisness arrangement says you cant hide your cute little pink face from me! I want to see your cherry face with your darling little freckles showing through!" He puts on his 'buisness' man voice. He wasnt actually annoyed that Dream was hiding his face, if he felt more comfortable doing that then he'll let it happen. But for now he wanted to see dream be as darling as he could be.

“Yohohou’re sohohOHO MEHEHEHEEAN!” The speedrunner squawked, tossing his head back into the grass for a moment before hunching his shoulders up again to protect his neck. “SCHLAHAHATT!”

"Mean?" he halfheartedly scoffs "I'm giving you what you wanted and you are dare calling me mean?! I'm hurt dream. Truly and utterly hurt." He fakes a sniffle, he knows how mean he is being but he could be worse possibly. "Yes darling? that's my name do not wear it out."

The speedrunner’s laughter pitched up suddenly as Schlatt pushed his shirt up and he sucked in his stomach, painfully aware of the soft pink tint around his belly button. Stupid stomach and stupid blush. “P-PLEHehehease! D-Dohohon’t tehEHEASE!”

"Awh! I can play connect the dots with your tummy freckles! They even stick out even more because of your adorable blush!" Schkatt ignores his no teasing policy of course. Without a warning he readjusted himself to place a fat raspberry right on his belly button. It was only one (for now) before he pulled back before dipping his finger in and vibrating his hand.

“FUHUHUHUCK- hic!- NAHAHAHAHOHOHO!” The speedrunner yelled, arching his back knowingly unknowingly into the tickling. “IHIT’S SO BAD- FUCKFUCKFUHUCK NOHOHOT THEHEHEHERE!”

Suddenly a bright idea pops into his head "Hey Dream? What's your worst spot?" It was a blunt ask but he knows what to do with it. The smirk on the rams face said it all, no matter Dreams answer he will be screwed amazed with the results.

“WHY WOULD I TELL YOU THAHAT?!” Dream shrieked, surprised that his voice held out long enough to say it. “F-FUHUCK YOHOHOHOU- IHIHI CAHAHAN’T!”

“H-Hi!” He exclaimed shyly. “I-I didn’t see you- what are you doing here?”

“You’re a little bit jumpy today, I see.” He giggled, as if he weren’t the reason why he had jumped. “I’m not doing much, just running around and getting stuff for another build. What about you?”

“I was trying to get a fox out from under that deck before you oh-so-kindly scared the shit out of me,” he joked, grinning. “I’m really bored, though. So I guess it counts as nothing.”

“Very kindly!” He nodded with more giggles before ruffling the other’s hair lightly. “I’m just messing with you, man. And you’re bored, huh? Well, maybe I can help with that! I’m not quite sure how, but I can maybe find a way!”

His words were all in good fun; he liked teasing people. He hoped Foolish wouldn’t take it the wrong way.

He gasped, placing a hand over his heart in shock. “Building is fun, you’re just mean and have boring hobbies! Like...like you were trying to coax a fox from under that building! A fox! Why not go for something way cooler? Like a creeper, or a polar bear!” The demigod questioned, lightly jabbing Dream in the side with his hand before crossing his arms.

The speedrunner yelped and jolted at the jab, twisting on the spot to protect his side. “Oi! D-Don’t do thahat!”

Ohoho, that was something. Foolish’s eyes widened curiously, looking at Dream’s blushed face. His lips formed into a smirk, eagerly wanting to pursue this further. “Do what? This?” He asked, quickly jabbing him in the other side of his body.

“O-Oi- Fohoolish- don’t do thahat!” He squeaked, cursing himself for getting so nervous already. “It- it feheels funny!”

Once the lightbulb went off in his head, Foolish knew exactly what to do and say. He grinned happily as he grabbed Dream and placed his hands on his sides, not quite tickling yet. “Alright, Dream! I’ve got one question, and you gotta be honest with me, because if you don’t...something’s gonna happen, and I’m not telling you what.” Foolish smirked, even though that something was rarely obvious. “You keep jumping and you keep giggling, so I gotta ask...are you ticklish?”

“N-Nope!” He lied quickly, knowing full well it was painfully obvious he wasn’t being truthful. “Th-That’s for bahabies! I-Ihi’m Dream! Why would I behe- y’know!”

“Oh, you’re not? Then...surely, you wouldn’t mind if I did this then, right? I mean, you’re not ticklish, so it shouldn’t effect you at all.” A playful smirk was on the demigod’s face as he started to quickly scribble at Dream’s sides with both hands.

“ACK- SH-SHIHIHIT!” He squealed, squirming on the spot. “FOHOHOOLIHIHISH! NAHAHOHOHO!”

“Well, that’s not good. Not good at all. I guess that means that you gotta learn your lesson!” He giggled excitedly, increasing the speed of his scribbling fingers.

“NOHOHO- IHI DIHIHIDNHN’T!” The speedrunner yelped. “IHI- eek!- IHIHI DIHIDNHN’T! FOHOOLIHIHISH!”

“Wh- yes you did! You said you weren’t sensitive, and here you are, laughing and giggling in my arms! You lied to me, Dream!” He giggled, slowly squeezing up and down Dream’s sides, then making his way up and squeezing at both sides of his ribcage.

“FUHUHUCK ohohOHOFF!” The speedrunner squeaked, not meaning it in the slightest.

“I think you need to get knocked down a peg or two, Dream. That’ll teach you to stop being so foul-mouthed!” He smirked, moving his hands back down over Dream’s sides, giggling as he gently spidered his fingers over the area for a few moments, then quickly went back to scribbling without warning.

“PIHISS OHOHOFF!” The speedrunner squeaked, slumping into Foolish. “MAHAYBE IHIF YOU WEHEHEREN’T SUHUCH AHAN AHAHASSHOHOLE!”

“Oh boy, Dream. This is gonna be so exciting! I get to play around and figure out what your worst spots are, and I get to hear that nice laugh of yours!” He rubbed his hands together before grabbing Dream’s wrists and pinning them above his head with one hand. “Actually, you don’t have to say yes if you don’t want to, but are you okay with me taking your mask off? Hearing your laugh is one thing, but seeing you laugh is a lot of fun too!” His smile was sincere, with no malicious intent behind it.

At Foolish’s request, the speedrunner nodded shyly, shifting slightly on the spot so it would be easier for Foolish to do so. Sure, he may be self-conscious of his smile and his laugh, but Foolish was one of the people he didn’t mind seeing them.

“Alright...where to start? There’s so many spots I could start with...man, this is tough!” Foolish thought things over in his head, all while holding Dream’s hands together above his head seemingly effortlessly. “I know! How about...here?” The builder reached his free hand down towards his knees, squeezing the tops of them and alternating which knee he squeezed every few seconds.

The speedrunner’s leg jerked and a high-pitched squeal tore from his throat as Foolish pinched at his knees. He kicked his legs a little, bursting into hysterical giggles at the tingly feeling. “EEHEEK! F-FohoolihIHISH- NAHAHOHO!”

He gave the other a small break, still holding his wrists together with one hand. “Man, you’re really ticklish, huh? Well, better for me, that’s more spots I get to explore! Like…” He scanned over Dream’s body, looking for another sensitive spot to target. “Here!” He suddenly let Dream’s wrists go, now using both hands to squeeze and knead at his hips. “How’s this feel? Must be pretty ticklish, huh?” Foolish teased his friend with a grin.

“EEK! F-FOHOOLIHIHISH! NOHohohOHO!”

“Wow, you’re squeaking! Now that’s adorable.” He grinned, switching from squeezing to lightly tracing his fingers around Dream’s hipbones, curious to see how his laughter would change with this new strategy.

The new tactic felt just as unbearable as the harsh squeezes, but the lightness of it kept Dream in a suspended state of hysterical giggling, squirming and bucking every so often. “Fohohoolihihish!”

Foolish did his best to keep his hands on Dream’s hips, the squirming and bucking making it a bit difficult, but he had managed to keep his hands held on. “Yup, that’s my name! You got something you wanna say, Dream?” He asked with a smile.

“SHUHUHUT UHUHUHUP!” He barked, the excited whine to his voice showing that he really didn’t mean it. “FOHOOLIHISH- YOHOU’RE MEHEHEHEAN!”

Just like that, an idea came to mind. The demigod smirked as he stopped his attack momentarily, resting his hands on the other’s hips and letting Dream hold onto his wrists. “Oh, so you think I’m mean, huh? Well, this is nothing. If you want mean, I can show you mean!” Foolish used one hand to push up Dream’s hoodie, looking at the speedrunner with an evil grin. He took a deep breath, leaned down, and blew the biggest raspberry that he could in the center of Dream’s stomach.

A screech tore from Dream’s throat at the feeling of a raspberry rippling across his stomach. He let go of Foolish’s wrists in favour of lacing his fingers into the demigod’s hair, unsure of whether he was trying to pull Foolish away or keep him there. Either way, the speedrunner arched his back almost directly into the raspberry, high-pitched hiccups and cackles pouring from his lips. “NOHOHOHOT THAHAHAHAHAHAT!”

Once he had put his plan into motion, he quickly discovered how right he was. He finished the raspberry and felt Dream clinging onto his hair, hearing his cackles. The reaction made Foolish laugh nearly as hard as Dream was currently, his laugh filled with high pitch squeaks. He stopped his attack altogether, partially to give Dream a break, and partially because he was laughing too hard to focus. “Oh my gohod! Dreheheam!” He managed to finally say through his squeaks. “You’re insanely ticklish on your stomach, wow! I don’t think I’ll ever hear you scream that loud again! Well… unless I have you another raspberry.” He smirked.

“Aahaha… s-sohorryhy,” he giggled, blushing profusely at the demigod’s words. “I-Ihi’m- Ihi’m juhuhust reheheally tihicklihihish…” 

“Wow, really? You are? I never would’ve thought!” He laughed at his friend, squeaking a little. “Ihi’m just kidding. Are you still hanging in there, dude? I hope I didn’t take anything too far.” He chuckled, honestly a little nervous that he had done so, given with how worn out Dream now was.

He shifted on the spot a bit, hesitantly letting go of Foolish entirely in favour of tucking his arms against his chest and hiding his fond smile. “You dohon’t… have to, uhm- to stohop. Ihif you dohon’t wahant to.”

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“Uh- wow, okay, I didn’t really think I’d get this far,” he admitted with a chuckle, trying to suppress the energetic mood he felt. He settled for bouncing on the balls of his feet and toying with the drawstrings of his hoodie to satisfy his need to move. “I-I dunno- I have a lot of energy, so- uhm- maybe, uh- something like sparring, or something?”

Said speedrunner nodded excitedly at Techno’s words, before realizing how childish he was really acting. He stilled himself ( though it took quite a bit of effort ) and ducked his head slightly, embarrassed. “S-Sorry. I- I’m supposed to be stoic. Sorry.”

He had turned away for a moment to store his armor away, turning to face the speedrunner with a subtly confused look. "No need to apologize, it's good to be excited and full of energy before a spar. Means you might actually have a chance of winning."

“A-Anyway!” He cut himself off, not allowing himself to dwell on the warmth his piglin friend brought him. “Hurry up. You’re slow, let’s go!”

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“Uh- wow, okay, I didn’t really think I’d get this far,” he admitted with a chuckle, trying to suppress the energetic mood he felt. He settled for bouncing on the balls of his feet and toying with the drawstrings of his hoodie to satisfy his need to move. “I-I dunno- I have a lot of energy, so- uhm- maybe, uh- something like sparring, or something?”

Said speedrunner nodded excitedly at Techno’s words, before realizing how childish he was really acting. He stilled himself ( though it took quite a bit of effort ) and ducked his head slightly, embarrassed. “S-Sorry. I- I’m supposed to be stoic. Sorry.”

“H-Hi!” He exclaimed shyly. “I-I didn’t see you- what are you doing here?”

“You’re a little bit jumpy today, I see.” He giggled, as if he weren’t the reason why he had jumped. “I’m not doing much, just running around and getting stuff for another build. What about you?”

“I was trying to get a fox out from under that deck before you oh-so-kindly scared the shit out of me,” he joked, grinning. “I’m really bored, though. So I guess it counts as nothing.”

“Very kindly!” He nodded with more giggles before ruffling the other’s hair lightly. “I’m just messing with you, man. And you’re bored, huh? Well, maybe I can help with that! I’m not quite sure how, but I can maybe find a way!”

His words were all in good fun; he liked teasing people. He hoped Foolish wouldn’t take it the wrong way.

He gasped, placing a hand over his heart in shock. “Building is fun, you’re just mean and have boring hobbies! Like...like you were trying to coax a fox from under that building! A fox! Why not go for something way cooler? Like a creeper, or a polar bear!” The demigod questioned, lightly jabbing Dream in the side with his hand before crossing his arms.

The speedrunner yelped and jolted at the jab, twisting on the spot to protect his side. “Oi! D-Don’t do thahat!”

Ohoho, that was something. Foolish’s eyes widened curiously, looking at Dream’s blushed face. His lips formed into a smirk, eagerly wanting to pursue this further. “Do what? This?” He asked, quickly jabbing him in the other side of his body.

“O-Oi- Fohoolish- don’t do thahat!” He squeaked, cursing himself for getting so nervous already. “It- it feheels funny!”

Once the lightbulb went off in his head, Foolish knew exactly what to do and say. He grinned happily as he grabbed Dream and placed his hands on his sides, not quite tickling yet. “Alright, Dream! I’ve got one question, and you gotta be honest with me, because if you don’t...something’s gonna happen, and I’m not telling you what.” Foolish smirked, even though that something was rarely obvious. “You keep jumping and you keep giggling, so I gotta ask...are you ticklish?”

“N-Nope!” He lied quickly, knowing full well it was painfully obvious he wasn’t being truthful. “Th-That’s for bahabies! I-Ihi’m Dream! Why would I behe- y’know!”

“Oh, you’re not? Then...surely, you wouldn’t mind if I did this then, right? I mean, you’re not ticklish, so it shouldn’t effect you at all.” A playful smirk was on the demigod’s face as he started to quickly scribble at Dream’s sides with both hands.

“ACK- SH-SHIHIHIT!” He squealed, squirming on the spot. “FOHOHOOLIHIHISH! NAHAHOHOHO!”

“Well, that’s not good. Not good at all. I guess that means that you gotta learn your lesson!” He giggled excitedly, increasing the speed of his scribbling fingers.

“NOHOHO- IHI DIHIHIDNHN’T!” The speedrunner yelped. “IHI- eek!- IHIHI DIHIDNHN’T! FOHOOLIHIHISH!”

“Wh- yes you did! You said you weren’t sensitive, and here you are, laughing and giggling in my arms! You lied to me, Dream!” He giggled, slowly squeezing up and down Dream’s sides, then making his way up and squeezing at both sides of his ribcage.

“FUHUHUCK ohohOHOFF!” The speedrunner squeaked, not meaning it in the slightest.

“I think you need to get knocked down a peg or two, Dream. That’ll teach you to stop being so foul-mouthed!” He smirked, moving his hands back down over Dream’s sides, giggling as he gently spidered his fingers over the area for a few moments, then quickly went back to scribbling without warning.

“PIHISS OHOHOFF!” The speedrunner squeaked, slumping into Foolish. “MAHAYBE IHIF YOU WEHEHEREN’T SUHUCH AHAN AHAHASSHOHOLE!”

“Oh boy, Dream. This is gonna be so exciting! I get to play around and figure out what your worst spots are, and I get to hear that nice laugh of yours!” He rubbed his hands together before grabbing Dream’s wrists and pinning them above his head with one hand. “Actually, you don’t have to say yes if you don’t want to, but are you okay with me taking your mask off? Hearing your laugh is one thing, but seeing you laugh is a lot of fun too!” His smile was sincere, with no malicious intent behind it.

At Foolish’s request, the speedrunner nodded shyly, shifting slightly on the spot so it would be easier for Foolish to do so. Sure, he may be self-conscious of his smile and his laugh, but Foolish was one of the people he didn’t mind seeing them.

“Alright...where to start? There’s so many spots I could start with...man, this is tough!” Foolish thought things over in his head, all while holding Dream’s hands together above his head seemingly effortlessly. “I know! How about...here?” The builder reached his free hand down towards his knees, squeezing the tops of them and alternating which knee he squeezed every few seconds.

The speedrunner’s leg jerked and a high-pitched squeal tore from his throat as Foolish pinched at his knees. He kicked his legs a little, bursting into hysterical giggles at the tingly feeling. “EEHEEK! F-FohoolihIHISH- NAHAHOHO!”