Llama’s blog

Dream and George had gone to DreamXD with the plans to beg and plead, on their knees if needed, for XD to make a doll of Sapnap. They were shocked but ecstatic to find XD already had one made for him. XD handed the doll over, made the boys swear they wouldn’t go overboard and they were off.

The plan was simple enough it never roused suspicion. The Dream Team had gone so long without an adventure so Sapnap was all too happy to join them.

Dream had the doll in his pocket as they walked through the birch forest. He was walking slow, trying to be so careful to not “activate” the doll before it was time. XD had explained the doll was only going to feel soft actions. If they dropped it, hit or stepped on it, Sapnap would feel nothing. The only feelings the doll could transfer was tickling.

Dream and George were watching Sapnap like a hawk, but so far everything was normal. When they got further into the forest the trees thinned and they came to a large ravine with water separating them from the other side.

“I think there’s a cave down there?” Sapnap pointed to a small hole in the side of the ravine.

Dream and George looked to each other and Dream spoke. “We always go in caves. Let’s try get to the top of the mountain over there. Maybe we can spot something interesting.”

The mountain was on the other side of the ravine but not that far off. It lay just beyond a taiga forest. Sapnap didn’t seem thrilled by the idea, but he agreed. They built a small bridge over the ravine and made their way through the forest. The mountain was actually a flower meadow. The closer the boys got to it, the more blue the mountain became and they realised it was covered in cornflowers.

By the time the three had made it up to the top of the mountain, the boys were entranced to the sight they decided to rest at the flat top. Perfect.

George and Dream shared a look. Dream reached into his pocket for the doll and George walked to Sapnap.

“Sapnap! How many arrows do you have?” George asked innocently.

Dream sat himself down by the flowers and peeked into his pocket. The little white doll was the same shape as the others, but there was an outline of a headband on it’s forehead and fangs where the mouth would be. Dream could admit it was adorable. He looked back up to the two, waiting for the right moment.

“I haaaave...” Sapnap’s voice faded out as he looked in his inventory. “Aboooout... Forty?”

“Split some with me. I only brought ten.”

“Ten?! Why did you make so little?!” Sapnap was distracted sorting out his inventory and Dream used the time to strike.

It wouldn’t be unusual for Dream to slip both his hands into his pockets. Both his hands got a hold of the doll and he tried to feel it out before he poked his finger into the doll’s body.

Sapnap’s body jerked just a little. Enough to tell Dream it absolutely worked. It was only a small poke, and Sapnap brushed it off as some random ghostly feeling. He went back to his task and Dream turned the doll just a little to poke into it’s side and wiggle his finger in.

It was more than a jump now. Sapnap jerked again and he wiggled as through trying to work himself away from the tickling. But there was nothing to escape from.

“What’s wrong, Sapnap?” George asked innocently enough.

“N-Nothing.” Sapnap held his voice together, with just the faintest giggles. He reached to his side that tickled, patting it down and Dream stopped. He shook the feeling off and carried on. He pulled out a few arrows, counting them out and Dream poked the doll again. It was on the other side and a bit higher up.

Sapnap jumped again, this time failing to hold back his laughs. His hand patted at his armpit and he sputtered and laughed.

“Woah! What’s wrong?” George asked again but this time he couldn’t hide his smile.

“N-Nuhuhu... S-Sohohomething is ti-tic-tihihickling mehehehe!” He laughed and wiggled away. Dream kept the tickling going just a bit longer. “My armpit! S-Sohomething’s tickling me there!”

“Your armpit? Let me see.” George grabbed Sapnap’s left arm and pulled it up over his head.

Usually Sapnap was the strongest of them, but from the tickling and surprise, his arm was easily pulled and George grabbed a handful of Sapnap’s top to pull it up.

“NO! GEOOORGE! AA-AHA! Not-Not that! Dohohon’t do thahat!”

Of course there was nothing there tickling him though George gave a hum and continued to pretend to look. Dream moved his finger around, still tickling but now softly scratching his nail to the front of the doll.

“NAAAHAHAAHAHAHA! NOT THERE! M-M-My-My stohomach! It—! Eeehhehe! It on my-my bellyyy...!”

“You’re stomach now? Fine, let’s see.” George sighed like it was such a hassle, all the while his grin was growing. He pull Sapnap to lie down and tried to pull up his top, but with his arms free Sapnap was trying everything to cover his stomach from these ghostly tickles.

He was in a mix of throwing his head back in a deep laugh, to curling up and giggling. His arms wrapped around his stomach but there was nothing to block. “Stop! STOP! Wha-ahaha! What-What’s tihihickling mehe!”

Despite the laughing squeezing his eyes shut, Sapnap tried his best to open them and look for whatever force was torturing him. But just as he opened his eyes he caught sight of Dream. Sat a few feet away, hands in his pockets and smiling.

“Wh-Whahat do you hahave?!”

It was rather easy to put two and two together and Dream wasn’t exactly hiding it. Still he jumped slightly and stopped tickling for just a moment. Just enough time for Sapnap to regain his strength and conclude Dream was behind it.

“You!”

Sapnap was quickly up and sprinted towards Dream before George could grab him. Dream’s panic fed into adrenaline. He was up on his feet, his hands out of his pockets and held up in a plea of peace; but Sapnap continued on.

“Dream! Throw it!”

Dream took his eyes off Sapnap for a moment to George behind him. Quickly he reached into his pocket for the doll and tossed it.

Sapnap stumbled for a second, trying to decide in a split second if he wanted to carry on for Dream or make a grab for the doll. He decided to go for the doll just a second too late, missing as it sailed over his head and George jumped to grab it.

Sapnap tried to quickly turn, but as soon as George had a hold of the doll, he started tickling. He squeezed the doll’s sides and Sapnap folded. Howls of laughter shook through his body. His hands grabbed his sides and his stomach, anywhere George was tickling the doll, but it did nothing to help him.

“Does it tickle Sapnap? Does it tickle?” George taunted, his voice almost shrill from the glee. Instead of madly tickling he focused on the back of the doll, running his nail up and down it and watching with glee as Sapnap arched his back and laughed. “You’re just so tickly! I’m barely even tickling the doll!”

Dream couldn’t help but laugh as his heart swelled. Sapnap laughter was too cute, always broken up by squeaky giggles as he tried to talk and plead. His body would be in a war with itself, fighting to hide himself from laughing so openly while also trying to protect himself from the tickling. But there was nothing he could do to protect himself here. And rather than curl away, Sapnap pushed through the laughter and began to stand up.

Danger wasn’t even a possible thought in Dream’s head until he saw Sapnap glare at him through his giggling. He made the wrong judgement that surely Sapnap couldn’t do anything when he was being tickled, and yet the demon quickly lunged for Dream, tackling him onto the ground.

Blue petals and yellow pollen fluttered around them as they crashed into the flowers. Dream groaned but before he could push himself up, Sapnap’s hands dug under his hoodie and he began scribbling up and down Dream’s stomach and ribs.

“W-WHAAHAHA! Waha-WAIT! Ah...aahahahaha! S-Stohohop! STOP!”

“Geehehet him to stop!” Sapnap grunted through his laughs, though his own tickling seemed to have lessened. “S-Stohohop him!”

“Ihihihi cahan’t! I-I...GEORGE!” Dream sputtered and giggled while he tried and failed to push Sapnap’s hands off him. His one thing going for him was Sapnap wasn’t just focusing on his worst spot. His hands roamed, tickling and teasing over his stomach, ribs and sides. While it made Dream jump and squeak every time the hands roamed, at least he could still form words. “GEORGE! Stop!”

The tickling lessened slightly. Sapnap’s laughs went quiet, though he didn’t stop his tickling over Dream. George held the doll in one hand, his finger over the doll’s front and slowly moving up and down. He watched the two warily, but his lips still turned up in a smile and he was biting back giggles. The look in his eye was not the look of a man about to stop, but it was the mischievous glint of seeing how far he could push it.

“Why should I?” George asked, and his tickling got faster.

Sapnap barked a laugh, which made the his hands tickle Dream faster.

“G-GEOHORGE! PLEASE! He-Hehehe’s tickling mehehehe!”

“That seems perfect for me. Both of you getting tickled?”

The doll turned over on it’s side in George’s hand. George’s grin was downright vicious as he slowly moved his finger to the base of the doll and then quickly tickled.

Judging by the way Sapnap kicked his legs, the tickling got at his feet. He squealed out a scream and fell off Dream. Before Dream could use that distraction to escape, Sapnap grabbed his shoulders and he was pulled; his back against Sapnap’s chest. One arm wrapped around his shoulder and legs crossed around his own. The other hand quickly pulled up his hoodie and dug into tickling his belly with no remorse.

Sapnap’s feet were still being tickled. He laughed behind Dream’s neck, but Dream harmonised with his own laughter. High pitched, wheezy laughter as Sapnap’s hands kneaded under his bellybutton, scratched up and around his tummy and vibrated his fingers into the tickly flesh.

“STOOHOHOHOP STOP! N-NOHOHO! Y-YOU...AAAHAHAHAHA! THAT TICKLES THAT TICKLES!”

“Tel-EEHEHE! AAHA! TELL HIM TO STOHOHOHOP!”

Dream couldn’t even tell him if he wanted now. George must have tickled Sapnap harder because the demon slipped his other hand under Dream’s arm. Tickling his armpits as well as tickling harder over his belly. The only sounds Dream could make were hysterical laughing and desperate wheezing.

“I don’t have to stop!” George squealed happily. With both of his friends focused on each other, he felt safe enough to come closer. “Awww! You two are so cute! So tickly together! I wish I had your doll too Dream! Then I could-H-Hey!”

“That is quite enough.”

The tickling suddenly stopped and Sapnap’s arms fell limp. He was giggly panting as Dream rolled out of his arms and blinked through the tears to gather what had gone on.

He knew he heard XD’s voice. The God was floating just a bit above them, holding Sapnap’s doll they had clearly plucked from George’s grasp. Their mask was on, hiding their expression but Dream could hear the disapproval in their words.

“I warned you both not to go overboard.” XD spoke.

“It wasn’t overboard!” George quickly defended them. “He’s fine! He tickles us for much longer.”

“Tickling with the doll is different. He can fight back if you tickle him. With the doll he’s more helpless.”

Dream slowly pushed himself up to stand. His legs were wobbly but he was standing better than Sapnap who could barely get himself to his knees. Dream moved to shuffle over and  help him, but XD beat him to it.

XD gently came down beside Sapnap and slowly pulled him to stand. He was unsteady but XD helped balance him and slightly leaned down to speak with him. “Sapnap. Would you like Dream and George’s dolls now? Or take revenge later?”

“Wh-WHAT?!” Dream yelped.

“We never agreed to that!” George franticly said.

“I assumed you two would be aware that would happen.” XD spoke so casually. “Did you think I would just let you have Sapnap’s doll and not offer him the same?”

Of course they had expected that, but saying it out loud was bad for them in that moment. They could only silently pray Sapnap was merciful and would take his time before revenge. That would give them both enough time to beg for forgiveness.

“Now.”

It seems their prayers were unanswered.

“Perfect!” XD sounded almost gleeful as he summoned Dream and George’s little dolls. He handed them over to Sapnap before the two had time to bed. “And since it is two against one, I will help keep them out your way.”

XD took one long step, and scooped up George into his arms. George screamed and began kicking and struggling as hard as he could. It meant nothing and XD took another step and grabbed up Dream in his other arms.

“STOP! Let me down! S-Sapnap! I was going to stop!” George pleaded.

“It was George that tickled you the most!” Dream said, earning a squeal of “TRAITOR” from George but he was fighting for his life at that moment. He knew it was useless to fight against XD’s arms, so he had to plead to Sapnap’s mercy.

“Don’t worry. You’ll both get your fair share.” Sapnap grinned and sat down.

The one mercy Dream thought was that Sapnap would have to tickle each doll one at a time, or awkwardly tickle and hold them as the same time. He did not account for the fact that Sapnap had a tail. Dream watched as Sapnap brought his tail up, and slowly handed Dream’s doll to it. The tail gently wrapped around the doll and Dream could feel the soft fur brushing against his sides and giggled. It turned into deep laughter as the fluffy end of Sapnap’s tail brushed the base of the doll and Dream’s feet were tickled.

George’s doll was left to fully focus on, and Sapnap immediately took advantage of it by tickling both side of the doll.

The Dream Team’s explorations could range between carefully planned out trips to spontaneous adventures. The latter meant them walking for miles barely keeping track of where they were going until they came across something interesting.

It was coming to sundown when they saw the grey leaves in the distance and they rushed with excited glee into the pale gardens. The flowers began to bloom their haunting orange colour and Dream decided there that he wanted a creaking heart.

“It’ll spawn soon so just keep an eye out.” Dream planned, his eyes scanning the treeline for the orange eyes. The forest was so dense it blocked out what little light their was from the moon. George bought out torches but Dream said to keep them unlit. It was better to see the eyes in the dark.

Eventually they saw it. A monster mob of treebark and creaking limps. The creaking was frozen mid-step as the three saw it. Dream catching sight of it first as it just stopped moving.

“There! Keep watching it while I find it’s heart.”

“Hurry up.” George called. He had build himself higher up in some attempt to keep safe. “It’s freaking me out.”

With George and Sapnap watching it, Dream quickly ran to the mob’s side an gave it a small punch. He saw the orange beam shoot to a tree close to George.

“Perfect! You get it George and we’ll leave.”

“Finally.” George mumbled and built his way over to the tree.

Sapnap kept his eye on the creaking still. Dream technically did as well but his eyes wandered when he saw movement in the trees. He turned around, stepping away from the grey monster and just happened to catch another creaking spawn behind Sapnap. Though as soon as Dream spotted it, it was frozen.

“There’s one behind you!” Dream called in warning, but the surprise made his voice seemed more panicked. And so Sapnap panicked.

“Where?!” Sapnap turned his head.

“Sapnap don’t!”

The sound of groaning trees started behind and Dream quickly whipped his head round to come face to face with the creaking. Three orange eyes staring unfeeling to Dream’s.

Dream yelped and fell back, but he kept his eyes on the mob. This time he caught it mid attack. It’s arms stretched out. It’s claws out, inches from Dream’s skin. No doubt about to rip him apart.

“Fuck! It’s close!” Sapnap shouted and Dream almost turned his head but stopped himself. If he looked away, he’d be a goner.

“What are you two doing?!” George shouted over from the tree. “How did you two fuck that up? You just had to look at them.”

“Sapnap looked away from mine.” Dream defended himself. He didn’t expect how strong the urge was to look away from the creaking but the sight of the mob was...unpleasant.

“You made me panic!” Sapnap defended. “George. Look at the one by me. Then I’ll look at Dream’s then Dream can watch mines again.”

Dream had to trust the plan was working, he just had to wait for Sapnap’s all clear. His eyes were straining, trying not to blink so often but of course the more he thought about it, the more his eyes wanted to blink.

The signal from Sapnap never came. Instead Dream heard George shriek. “There’s another one!”

“George you idiot!”

Panic made Dream look. He half turned his head, just managing to see that there was a third creaking slowly making it’s way between the trees towards George. And that the creaking by Sapnap was about to strike until Sapnap and Dream’s eyes were on it.

But then no-one was watching Dream’s creaking.

Realising far too late, Dream felt the claws on him and braced himself to be torn and shredded. But the claws didn’t attack him. They tickled him.

“GAHAHaaahahaha! Wh-WhahahahaAAAHAHA!”

The creakings claws settled over Dream’s stomach and sides and began scribbling in, through the fabric of Dream’s hoodie which didn’t seem to be protecting him much. The claws worked, up Dream’s ribs and back down to his side, his stomach and his hips.

“Waaahahat whaaaat ihis hahahahppening!” Dream yelped. He struggled and kicked to no avail of escape. The creaking was all encompassing, and any time Dream tried to open his eyes, the claws would get a good spot right by his belly and he’d squeeze them shut again.

“Is it... Is it tickling you?!” Sapnap asked but then Dream heard a scream from the black-haired demon and suddenly Sapnap started laughing as well.

“OoohOHhOHhooohohoho! Nohot! N-Nohohot thehehehere! A-Ahanywhere but thehehere!”

Dream imagined the creaking got at Sapnap’s back. Or his hips. His speculation didn’t last though as the creaking focused in on his stomach and Dream’s only thought was his own survival.

Not a lot was known about the creaking but Dream knew for certain it was not a mob that tickled it’s victims to death. Yet the creaking tickling him seemed like a seasoned professional at it. It took note of all the sensitive spots to make Dream scream, but never stayed at them for too long so his body wouldn’t be used to it.

Dream’s arms and legs were free to move about but it didn’t help him much to escape. Creakings limbs were long, so there was no body to push away, and Dream didn’t have the strength to pry the tickling claws from him.

“What do I do?!” George yelped over the laughter and Dream imagined he was staring down his own creaking, and having to listen to the torture that would await him.

“H-Heehelp uhus!” Dream yipped desperately. He managed to get a somewhat good kick on the creaking’s arm and he turned slightly, but when the claw returned it was just renewed tickling on his stomach and his back. “NO! No please! Pleeeehehease! I’ll... Ihihi’ll dieeeee!”

“I can outrun it!” George shouted. “I’ll get away and come back over the top of the trees!”

“Don’t!” Sapnap screamed. “Dohohon’t you dare!”

“I can help either of you with this thing coming closer! I can-EEK!”

And George was caught. Dream could hear him screeching with laughter and the last chance of escape was gone.

The thought of being tickled for eternity by this monster kicked some last attempt into Dream. Literally. Using what little strength he had, Dream pushed his hips up and kicked out his leg. He felt it connect to the creaking’s body and managed to push just enough to get the claws off him. For the split second, of untickled freedom, Dream forced his eyes open.

The creaking froze. It’s claws just inches from Dream’s skin but it couldn’t move.

Sapnap and George still screamed with laughter, but Dream was just trying to get his breath and slowly crawling back to put distance between himself and the monster. He kept his eyes constantly on it, but he saw something just past the creaking.

He worried it was another one, and there was no way the three of them could handle four tickling creakings, but what Dream saw was in the trees. It lounged on the branch, watching the chaos below with a passive amusement. It saw Dream watch them, then brought its pale hand forward, with a little wave.

“Hello little champion...”

“H-HD?!”

Dream glanced just a second towards GeorgeHD, lounging in the tree and the creaking launched. Dream screamed, quickly looking back just before those claws touched his skin.

“Careful~” HD hummed. “You don’t want to be caught like George and Sapnap.”

“HEHEDEEHEHE!” George screamed between his laughter. “Stohohop thehem!”

HD rolled his eyes and snapped his fingers. The three creaking disappeared into thin air. Dream let out a sigh of relief, letting himself fall back to lie on the forest floor. Sapnap and George joined him, falling to the ground though they were still giggling.

“Yous should be thanking me they were just tickling you.” HD dropped from the tree, his robes flowing around him like dark clouds. “You’re lucky I was close by and heard your screams. Those creaking would have torn you apart.”

“We...could fight them.” Sapnap panted. “I’d rather that than be tickled like that again... Fuck...”

“You were fine.” HD made his way to George and pulled him up. “I was watching the whole time. But maybe you can think about just how much trouble you all would have been in if I wasn’t here on your walk home.”

“You’re going to make us walk home?!” Dream gasped. “After that?!”

“But... But...” George’s voice turned to a soft whine, and he looked to his brother with the widest puppy eyes. “But I’m tired and-and sore from laughing and we’re hours from home.”

HD tilted their head. “Awwww.” They replied in a mock of sympathy. “Well you can just stay here for the night and hope the creaking don’t come back.”

The Dream Team gave a look between them, still trying to decide if the Overworld God was serious.

“Actually,” HD said, “you better start that walk now. I only teleported those creaking a few feet away. And my spell of tickling instead of killing doesn’t last forever.”

Okay he was serious. They were tired and sore, but the team picked themselves up and started making the trip back. They quickly left the pale gardens and walked about an hour more before they decided to set up camp in the dark oak forest to sleep for a couple hours and make the trip back.

HD followed them every step of the way. He watched them silently as they quickly build a shelter and they went to sleep on the hard ground.

They only planned to sleep for a couple of hours, but Dream woke up after what felt like a deep sleep. He was groggy and his vision blurred from sleep as he looked around. Instead of the ground, they were now lying on pillows as soft as clouds. Fluffy blankets kept them warm and Dream blinked a few times to look around.

“I hate you!”, he screeched from under the blankets, twisting and grabbing at them as George only moved them over his flashes of freedom again and again. He curled up and screamed as his sides were attacked. George was on top of him somewhere above the blankets, grabbing at him through them. He felt like a child, shrieking and laughing as he smacked blindly at the hands.

“Did the blanket monster get you again?”, George coo’ed from above him in a baby voice.

There was a burst of light above him, but George quickly tugged the blanket back over the spot.

“This is cute.”, Dream’s voice. Sapnap flushed, already sweaty and breathless, only getting worse.

“I’m the blanket monster!”, George said proudly.

“You’re an idiot!”, Sapnap yelled and twisted again. He kicked out towards the voices, fully accepting he might really kick the hell out of one of his best friends. Instead, something much worse happened. “No!!”, he screamed and clawed at the mattress, desperately trying to pull his trapped foot back into the safety of the blankets.

Dream chuckled, tightening his grip on Sapnap’s ankle.

“You tried to kick me?”, Dream growled. George giggled excitedly. They hadn’t gotten their hands on Sapnap’s feet in a while.

“Please please please!!!”, the youngest begged unabashedly, twisting and turning under the blankets as George laughed and struggled to stay on top. A piercing scream broke through his begging as Dream skittered his nails down the ticklish sole. George squeaked, almost sent flying. Everybody laughed, Sapnap more hysterically. “Dream!!”, he cried. George dug his hands back into the blankets and found Sapnap’s sides, making him cry out against the sheets he was shoving his face into. “George!!”. A hilarious muffled scream-laugh tore from him as both boys tickled fast. He was so helpless like this.

Dream was softer, playing with his toes. He moved quickly, but kept his touch playful and light as he went from toe to toe. George was rough, grabbing at Sapnap blindly through the blankets. Sapnap was lost. His laughter was child-like and completely chaotic as he twisted and squirmed into the blankets. He felt dizzy and small. There was nothing he could do to fight back.

“Please!”, he squeaked out. He squealed loudly as George’s clumsy hands felt around his sides and back. He bucked with his entire body, but his movements were only getting weaker as he suffered under the tickle torture.

“Blanket monsters being too mean?”, Dream’s voice was somewhere outside his blankets, all high pitched and teasing. The tickling was aimed down at his heel and he couldn’t help but snort. George cackled above him, shaking him in excitement as he snorted through his laughter.

“Stop!! Please!!”, he begged. His helpless foot twitched in Dream’s hold, but the other was stronger.

The teasing and tickling he couldn’t predict…it was maddening. His nerves were over sensitive from the excitement and he found himself jumping and squealing at every movement and noise.

Rough hands grabbed his sides and shook his body, making him squeal. He twisted in the blankets, but that only made things worse. A playful finger sneaking between his toes made him cry out and twist himself more into the blanket.

Dream coo’ed as his heart swelled with affection for his best friend.

“He’s so cute like this…”, he murmured to George. George looked back with the clearest look of cuteness aggression Dream had ever seen. Oh, Sapnap was screwed.

Sapnap whined through his laughter; having heard Dream’s voice.

Suddenly, he screamed as George forced his way under the blanket and started grabbing and pulling at Sapnap. The brightness of the room almost blinded him as he was spun around and pressed to the bed on his back. He shoved as hard as he could, but George jammed his entire head up Sapnap’s shirt. He only had a second to gasp for air before exploding into hysterical laughter. He squealed and threw his head back against the bed at the first raspberry.

“Oh shit, George!”, Dream laughed as he watched the other worm deeper into shirt. He cringed a little at Sapnap’s ticklish screams and the loud noise of George blowing raspberry after raspberry against the poor boy’s tummy. He held on tight so that Sapnap couldn’t kick himself off the bed, but it was getting harder and harder as Sapnap got more worked up.

“Dream!!!”, Sapnap screamed.

“Dream? I give you raspberries and you yell Dream?”, George huffed from inside Sapnap’s shirt, then attacked the boy’s side with nibbles to make him scream louder.

“I’m sorry! I’m sorry!! George!!! Okay, please! No more!”, Sapnap begged through his laughter.

Dream laughed and pressed his fingers through the ticklish toes again, sending Sapnap into a frenzy of squealing and shrieking.

Sapnap shoved and smacked at the bulge of George’s head in his shirt, but he was relentless. The vibrations of growling nearly sent him over the edge, drawing a laugh out of him no one was sure they had heard before. It was airy and bright and desperate. The sound churned butterflies in the other boy’s stomachs

Sapnap’s defenses only got weaker as he gave himself over to the tickles. Tears streamed down his hot cheeks as he laughed and laughed and laughed.

“That tickles!”, he squeaked and twisted against the bed. The smacks against George’s head were so weak he laughed into Sapnap’s side before delivering more ticklish bites. The boy squealed and bucked.

“You love this, huh? We just had to tickle through your defenses, huh? You like the Blanket Monster? You love the Blanket Monster?”, Dream kept the teasing up as he tickled at the squirmy feet in his hold.

“Tickles!”, Sapnap cried through his laughter. He seemed dazed and like he was barely even fighting back.

George pulled out of his shirt and giggled, glancing happily back at Dream. Dream grinned proudly.