classy yet chaotic

Quackity huffed, flaring his wings out more from slight annoyance as he shot him a small glare. "I'm not short! You're just... freakishly tall!" His tone was still light as he lightly flicked his nose in defiance. The avian felt his face heat up slightly though, silently cursing himself for being so easily flustered. "At least I don't look fucking 90, hijo de puta~"

Dream noticed Quackity already becoming flustered and couldn't help but let out a light amused chuckle. He stood back up straight and a ran his hand through his own white hair as he thought of his response. "I think I look great and fashionable with class. My hair color is simply just a color." He remarked as he observed the other male again. "At least I don't look like a child."

Quackity slightly hated the fact that he now had to look up to make eye contact with him. "'I think I look great and fashionable with class'" He overexaggerated Dream's voice with a posh accent, sticking his tongue out at him. "Well I think you look like a gilipollas." The raven smirked a poked his stomach a few times, obviously trying to provoke him in to losing his composure. "pero ni siquiera sabes lo que eso significa idiota~"

Dream let out a slightly annoyed huff and crossed his arms at the poor impersonation of himself. He opened his mouth to respond but was cut off by the squeak that escaped from the pokes. This had caught him off guard but he recovered quickly. "We both know I have no idea what you're saying." He commented and poked Quackity's stomach a few times as well in retaliation. "Watch it, Ducky."

Quackity's eyes lit up at the squeak and his lips parted in to a shit eating grin, looking up at Dream with overwhelming cockiness. "Ohhh, the big bad Dream squeaks? That's too good!" He laughed softly and puffed out his chest only to shrink back with a muffled squeak, cheeks flushing pink. "Nohot my fault your an idiot! Also don't call me that, perra." His eyes narrowed playfully as he started to rapidly poke all over the other's ribs and sides.

Dream's face flushed slightly in embarrassment at the squeak. "I do not squeak. You just caught me off guard." He denied it with a playful glare. His glare softened when heard Quackity's squeak and a smirk appeared on his face. "Oh mr tough ducky. You were the one squeaking." He then let out another squeak and a few giggles at the pokes. "Yohohou trying to provoke me?" He grabbed Quackity's wrist and squeezed his side.

Quackity wanted to act victorious at the next squeak but he was caught up in the attempt to wiggle away from Dream's hand. "Dohohon't squeak huh? Thehen what wahas that?" He snarked through his giggles as the free hand moved to scribble all over his ribs, trying to retaliate the best he could. "Cuhuhut it ohout! 'M nohot a duhucky!" His voice turned a bit whiny but quickly lost it as giggles and a few soft squeaks slipped past his lips. "Yohohou're sohoho ahahannoying...~"

Dream quickly fell into laughter at the attack on his ribs. He squirmed slightly but kept his grip on Quackity’s wrist. “Yohohou ahahare ahaha duhuhucky.” An idea popped in his idea at the statement. He moved his free hand from Quackity’s side to lightly scribble at the base of one of his wings. “Yohohou stahaharted thihihis.” He could tell the other was provoking him from the start.

Dream felt victorious as he watched Quackity's reaction. "Cheating? Really? I don't recall any rules saying I couldn't target your sensitive little wings." He took a step forward in hopes of being intimidating and poked Quackity's side. "Alright here's the deal, Quacklee, either you take back what you said about my hair or I'll just tickle it out of you. It's your choice." He crossed his arms and waited.

Quackity shrank back slightly but his own pride made him step forward to meet him, looking up at him defiantly. The poke did make him jump slightly but he managed to hold back his squeak. "Fihine I take it back abuelo, you don't look 90... you look at least 100~" He stuck his tongue out at him one last time, arms crossing to copy Dream's stance. "Happy now, idiota?"

Dream let out a long sigh before a smirk appeared on his face. "Ok you asked for it." He pulled Quackity into a hug and started lightly scratching at the base of his wings. "You could've just taken it back, you know? Of course you had to be stubborn and a huge lee instead. I dont mind though. I can be patient." He spoke teasingly, moving one hand down to give his hip a light squeeze as well.

Quackity tensed in the hug before anything even happened, knowing that provoking Dream was probably a dumb idea. "WAHAhait!DreheheHEHEAM!" The avian's wings flapped put behind him as he wiggled around in the hug. A snort cut through his laughter at the light squeeze and he gently shoved at Dream's chest in a weak attempt to escape. "Nohohot theHEHERE!" Even just the light tickles on his wings were enough to make him squeal and lean in to him.

Dream kept Quackity stuck in the hug as he continued the light attack on his wings. "Not here?" He scratched a bit faster for emphasis on the spot. "Hmm alright. I'll switch spots then." He paused his attack and briefly let go of Quackity before he then picked the avian up and threw him over his shoulder. One arm held him steady while the other one started squeezing his thighs. "How about this one?"

Quackity squeaked softly, laughter raising a bit in volume at the increase in speed. "StahAHAHAP!" A whine cut through his hysterics as his wings tried to fold in to block Dream's hands. Though he felt a brief moment of relief with the mention of a new spot, though that was quickly lost as he was lifted up. Instantly his cheeks burned a bright red as he let out a noise of protest that was lost in his new giggles. "Puhuhut mehehe dohohown! Fuhuhuck yohou, cahabrone!" His fists beat lightly against Dream's back and his legs kicked a bit just to try and get away.

Even though Dream couldn't see his face, he could tell that Quackity was rather flustered. So of course he couldn't just let that go unnoticed. "Hmm what's wrong, Ducky? Are you embarrassed that you're this short? How adorable." He moved his free hand to lightly scratch behind Quackity's knee. "You know you did this to yourself. All I asked was that you took back what you said. You were the one who's too lee."

"Ihihi- Ihihi'm nohohot shohort!" Quackity whined through his giggles, snorting softly as Dream began targeting his knees at the same time. He grabbed on to the back of his shirt and tugged lightly just to have something to hold on to. In defiance one of his wings moved to lightly smack the side of Dream's head, careful not to actually hurt him as the avian snickered softly. "Whyhy wohould ihiHIHIhi tahahake bahack thehe truhuhuth?" His voice tried to hold on to the same confidence but the longer he was held the more flustered he became. "Lehehet mehehe gohoho!"

"You are very short. It's cool though. I mean I can just pick you up and wreck you like this all the time." Dream commented. He got bored of the current positioning and gently pulled Quackity down a bit and switched to holding him bridal style. "There we go. Now we can avoid you smacking me in the head." He lightly joked. He used one hand to scribble his fingers along Quackity's stomach. "Still not gonna take it back, huh? Ok. We'll be here a while then."

Quackity's face flushed a darker shade of red at the change in position, hating that Dream could now see just how flustering this was for him. His hands came up to hide his face in as his back arched slightly with a soft squeal. "Ihihi diHIHIhid thahahat ohohon PUHUHuhurpose!" He giggled and even from this position tried to curl in on himself a bit, tummy trembling a little at the attack. "Thihis ihihis nohohot faHAHair! Stohohop hohoholding meheHEHE!"

Dream's eyes lit up as he noticed Quackity being more and more flustered by the minute. This was quite a lot of fun even when Dream had been annoyed at first. All of it had been worth it in the end though as he got to see the usually bold and confident Quackity turn into a giggly flustered mess by being held and tickled. Oh he was never gonna let either of them forget about this. "How is not fair? I can tell you like being held so why would you want me to stop." He sped up the scribbling on Quackity's stomach, deciding to stay at the spot for a bit.

Quackity huffed as he peeked out at him through his fingers before he hid again with a snort, wiggling around in his arms as a weak attempt to get free. His wings puffed up a bit as he finally brought a hand down to gently poke at his ribs in retaliation since he could reach. "Ihihi dohohon't lihihike thihihis! Fuhuhuck yohoHOHOU!" Maybe part of him did enjoy this, it felt safe and warm but also so embarrassing he could combust. The avian's laughter raised up a bit as his hand sped up and he buried his face in Dream's chest. "Ehaheres tahaha- tahahan estúpidohoho!"

"You keep insulting and provoking me. So it is fairly obvious that you like this no matter how much you deny it." Dream continued the attack though it faltered slightly as he wasn't expecting the retaliation. He let out a few giggles in surprise but managed to keep it under control. "Alright one more thing and I'll put you down." That was the only warning he gave before he quickly pushed up Quackity's shirt and blew a few raspberries on his stomach. After a few moments of this, he stopped and gently set Quackity down on the ground. "You ok?"

"Nohohot my fahahault Yohohou're sohoho eheheasy tohoho ihihinsult!" Quackity stuck his tongue out at him as he tried to focus on the effort to scribble his fingers over Dream's ribs. It was haphazard and light but at least made him feel like he was doing something. At the mention of being let down he sighed in relief, hiding the slightly disappointed look in his eyes. Of course as his shirt was shoved up Quackity tried to twist away but could only move both hands to lightly shove at his head and squeal. "NOHOHAHA IHIHI- IHIHI'M SOHOHORY!" As he was finally released Quackity just clung to his shirt softly, leaning against him for support as after giggles poured from his lips. "Mhm... Ihihi'm going tohoho wreheheck yohohou for thahat."

Dream gently set his hand on Quackity's shoulder as he let him recover. He had gotten his original goal of wanting Quackity to apologize or take back the comments. However he still did want to make sure that he was ok as well after being wrecked. "You basically asked for it, ducky." His own confidence had definitely boosted after wrecking Quackity. So he couldn't help but let out a light amused chuckle at Quackity's attempt of a threat. "Sure you will, Quacklee. Sure you will."

Quackity shot him a light-hearted glare as he recovered, wings flaring out to make himself appear bigger after having been teased about his height earlier. "I-I did not! You're just an ass..." The avian pouted slightly and reached up to poke at his ribs again. "Stop acting so smug, pendajo. I know you're just as ticklish~ I've seen Sapnap wreck you after all!" His cocky demeanor came back quickly as if he hadn't just been turned in to a flustered mess less than a minute ago. Quackity focused around his highest ribs just to prove a point before his hands pulled away. "Besides, I know you definitely love being wrecked."

Dream started to make another comment on Quackity's height but was cut off by the squeak from the poke. He gave a nervous smile but tried to hide it and remain confident. "Well maybe I am slightly ticklish but not nearly as much as you are." He lightly poked Quackity's side. However his building confidence was slowly crumbling. "I do not love it. I think you're referring to yourself, ducky. Do you want me to wreck you again is that it?" He crossed his arms and returned the light-hearted glare from earlier.

Quackity huffed, flaring his wings out more from slight annoyance as he shot him a small glare. "I'm not short! You're just... freakishly tall!" His tone was still light as he lightly flicked his nose in defiance. The avian felt his face heat up slightly though, silently cursing himself for being so easily flustered. "At least I don't look fucking 90, hijo de puta~"

Dream noticed Quackity already becoming flustered and couldn't help but let out a light amused chuckle. He stood back up straight and a ran his hand through his own white hair as he thought of his response. "I think I look great and fashionable with class. My hair color is simply just a color." He remarked as he observed the other male again. "At least I don't look like a child."

Quackity slightly hated the fact that he now had to look up to make eye contact with him. "'I think I look great and fashionable with class'" He overexaggerated Dream's voice with a posh accent, sticking his tongue out at him. "Well I think you look like a gilipollas." The raven smirked a poked his stomach a few times, obviously trying to provoke him in to losing his composure. "pero ni siquiera sabes lo que eso significa idiota~"

Dream let out a slightly annoyed huff and crossed his arms at the poor impersonation of himself. He opened his mouth to respond but was cut off by the squeak that escaped from the pokes. This had caught him off guard but he recovered quickly. "We both know I have no idea what you're saying." He commented and poked Quackity's stomach a few times as well in retaliation. "Watch it, Ducky."

Quackity's eyes lit up at the squeak and his lips parted in to a shit eating grin, looking up at Dream with overwhelming cockiness. "Ohhh, the big bad Dream squeaks? That's too good!" He laughed softly and puffed out his chest only to shrink back with a muffled squeak, cheeks flushing pink. "Nohot my fault your an idiot! Also don't call me that, perra." His eyes narrowed playfully as he started to rapidly poke all over the other's ribs and sides.

Dream's face flushed slightly in embarrassment at the squeak. "I do not squeak. You just caught me off guard." He denied it with a playful glare. His glare softened when heard Quackity's squeak and a smirk appeared on his face. "Oh mr tough ducky. You were the one squeaking." He then let out another squeak and a few giggles at the pokes. "Yohohou trying to provoke me?" He grabbed Quackity's wrist and squeezed his side.

Quackity wanted to act victorious at the next squeak but he was caught up in the attempt to wiggle away from Dream's hand. "Dohohon't squeak huh? Thehen what wahas that?" He snarked through his giggles as the free hand moved to scribble all over his ribs, trying to retaliate the best he could. "Cuhuhut it ohout! 'M nohot a duhucky!" His voice turned a bit whiny but quickly lost it as giggles and a few soft squeaks slipped past his lips. "Yohohou're sohoho ahahannoying...~"

Dream quickly fell into laughter at the attack on his ribs. He squirmed slightly but kept his grip on Quackity’s wrist. “Yohohou ahahare ahaha duhuhucky.” An idea popped in his idea at the statement. He moved his free hand from Quackity’s side to lightly scribble at the base of one of his wings. “Yohohou stahaharted thihihis.” He could tell the other was provoking him from the start.

Dream felt victorious as he watched Quackity's reaction. "Cheating? Really? I don't recall any rules saying I couldn't target your sensitive little wings." He took a step forward in hopes of being intimidating and poked Quackity's side. "Alright here's the deal, Quacklee, either you take back what you said about my hair or I'll just tickle it out of you. It's your choice." He crossed his arms and waited.

Quackity shrank back slightly but his own pride made him step forward to meet him, looking up at him defiantly. The poke did make him jump slightly but he managed to hold back his squeak. "Fihine I take it back abuelo, you don't look 90... you look at least 100~" He stuck his tongue out at him one last time, arms crossing to copy Dream's stance. "Happy now, idiota?"

Dream let out a long sigh before a smirk appeared on his face. "Ok you asked for it." He pulled Quackity into a hug and started lightly scratching at the base of his wings. "You could've just taken it back, you know? Of course you had to be stubborn and a huge lee instead. I dont mind though. I can be patient." He spoke teasingly, moving one hand down to give his hip a light squeeze as well.

Quackity tensed in the hug before anything even happened, knowing that provoking Dream was probably a dumb idea. "WAHAhait!DreheheHEHEAM!" The avian's wings flapped put behind him as he wiggled around in the hug. A snort cut through his laughter at the light squeeze and he gently shoved at Dream's chest in a weak attempt to escape. "Nohohot theHEHERE!" Even just the light tickles on his wings were enough to make him squeal and lean in to him.

Dream kept Quackity stuck in the hug as he continued the light attack on his wings. "Not here?" He scratched a bit faster for emphasis on the spot. "Hmm alright. I'll switch spots then." He paused his attack and briefly let go of Quackity before he then picked the avian up and threw him over his shoulder. One arm held him steady while the other one started squeezing his thighs. "How about this one?"

Quackity squeaked softly, laughter raising a bit in volume at the increase in speed. "StahAHAHAP!" A whine cut through his hysterics as his wings tried to fold in to block Dream's hands. Though he felt a brief moment of relief with the mention of a new spot, though that was quickly lost as he was lifted up. Instantly his cheeks burned a bright red as he let out a noise of protest that was lost in his new giggles. "Puhuhut mehehe dohohown! Fuhuhuck yohou, cahabrone!" His fists beat lightly against Dream's back and his legs kicked a bit just to try and get away.

Even though Dream couldn't see his face, he could tell that Quackity was rather flustered. So of course he couldn't just let that go unnoticed. "Hmm what's wrong, Ducky? Are you embarrassed that you're this short? How adorable." He moved his free hand to lightly scratch behind Quackity's knee. "You know you did this to yourself. All I asked was that you took back what you said. You were the one who's too lee."

"Ihihi- Ihihi'm nohohot shohort!" Quackity whined through his giggles, snorting softly as Dream began targeting his knees at the same time. He grabbed on to the back of his shirt and tugged lightly just to have something to hold on to. In defiance one of his wings moved to lightly smack the side of Dream's head, careful not to actually hurt him as the avian snickered softly. "Whyhy wohould ihiHIHIhi tahahake bahack thehe truhuhuth?" His voice tried to hold on to the same confidence but the longer he was held the more flustered he became. "Lehehet mehehe gohoho!"

"You are very short. It's cool though. I mean I can just pick you up and wreck you like this all the time." Dream commented. He got bored of the current positioning and gently pulled Quackity down a bit and switched to holding him bridal style. "There we go. Now we can avoid you smacking me in the head." He lightly joked. He used one hand to scribble his fingers along Quackity's stomach. "Still not gonna take it back, huh? Ok. We'll be here a while then."

Quackity's face flushed a darker shade of red at the change in position, hating that Dream could now see just how flustering this was for him. His hands came up to hide his face in as his back arched slightly with a soft squeal. "Ihihi diHIHIhid thahahat ohohon PUHUHuhurpose!" He giggled and even from this position tried to curl in on himself a bit, tummy trembling a little at the attack. "Thihis ihihis nohohot faHAHair! Stohohop hohoholding meheHEHE!"

Dream's eyes lit up as he noticed Quackity being more and more flustered by the minute. This was quite a lot of fun even when Dream had been annoyed at first. All of it had been worth it in the end though as he got to see the usually bold and confident Quackity turn into a giggly flustered mess by being held and tickled. Oh he was never gonna let either of them forget about this. "How is not fair? I can tell you like being held so why would you want me to stop." He sped up the scribbling on Quackity's stomach, deciding to stay at the spot for a bit.

Quackity huffed as he peeked out at him through his fingers before he hid again with a snort, wiggling around in his arms as a weak attempt to get free. His wings puffed up a bit as he finally brought a hand down to gently poke at his ribs in retaliation since he could reach. "Ihihi dohohon't lihihike thihihis! Fuhuhuck yohoHOHOU!" Maybe part of him did enjoy this, it felt safe and warm but also so embarrassing he could combust. The avian's laughter raised up a bit as his hand sped up and he buried his face in Dream's chest. "Ehaheres tahaha- tahahan estúpidohoho!"

"You keep insulting and provoking me. So it is fairly obvious that you like this no matter how much you deny it." Dream continued the attack though it faltered slightly as he wasn't expecting the retaliation. He let out a few giggles in surprise but managed to keep it under control. "Alright one more thing and I'll put you down." That was the only warning he gave before he quickly pushed up Quackity's shirt and blew a few raspberries on his stomach. After a few moments of this, he stopped and gently set Quackity down on the ground. "You ok?"

"Nohohot my fahahault Yohohou're sohoho eheheasy tohoho ihihinsult!" Quackity stuck his tongue out at him as he tried to focus on the effort to scribble his fingers over Dream's ribs. It was haphazard and light but at least made him feel like he was doing something. At the mention of being let down he sighed in relief, hiding the slightly disappointed look in his eyes. Of course as his shirt was shoved up Quackity tried to twist away but could only move both hands to lightly shove at his head and squeal. "NOHOHAHA IHIHI- IHIHI'M SOHOHORY!" As he was finally released Quackity just clung to his shirt softly, leaning against him for support as after giggles poured from his lips. "Mhm... Ihihi'm going tohoho wreheheck yohohou for thahat."

Dream gently set his hand on Quackity's shoulder as he let him recover. He had gotten his original goal of wanting Quackity to apologize or take back the comments. However he still did want to make sure that he was ok as well after being wrecked. "You basically asked for it, ducky." His own confidence had definitely boosted after wrecking Quackity. So he couldn't help but let out a light amused chuckle at Quackity's attempt of a threat. "Sure you will, Quacklee. Sure you will."

Quackity huffed, flaring his wings out more from slight annoyance as he shot him a small glare. "I'm not short! You're just... freakishly tall!" His tone was still light as he lightly flicked his nose in defiance. The avian felt his face heat up slightly though, silently cursing himself for being so easily flustered. "At least I don't look fucking 90, hijo de puta~"

Dream noticed Quackity already becoming flustered and couldn't help but let out a light amused chuckle. He stood back up straight and a ran his hand through his own white hair as he thought of his response. "I think I look great and fashionable with class. My hair color is simply just a color." He remarked as he observed the other male again. "At least I don't look like a child."

Quackity slightly hated the fact that he now had to look up to make eye contact with him. "'I think I look great and fashionable with class'" He overexaggerated Dream's voice with a posh accent, sticking his tongue out at him. "Well I think you look like a gilipollas." The raven smirked a poked his stomach a few times, obviously trying to provoke him in to losing his composure. "pero ni siquiera sabes lo que eso significa idiota~"

Dream let out a slightly annoyed huff and crossed his arms at the poor impersonation of himself. He opened his mouth to respond but was cut off by the squeak that escaped from the pokes. This had caught him off guard but he recovered quickly. "We both know I have no idea what you're saying." He commented and poked Quackity's stomach a few times as well in retaliation. "Watch it, Ducky."

Quackity's eyes lit up at the squeak and his lips parted in to a shit eating grin, looking up at Dream with overwhelming cockiness. "Ohhh, the big bad Dream squeaks? That's too good!" He laughed softly and puffed out his chest only to shrink back with a muffled squeak, cheeks flushing pink. "Nohot my fault your an idiot! Also don't call me that, perra." His eyes narrowed playfully as he started to rapidly poke all over the other's ribs and sides.

Dream's face flushed slightly in embarrassment at the squeak. "I do not squeak. You just caught me off guard." He denied it with a playful glare. His glare softened when heard Quackity's squeak and a smirk appeared on his face. "Oh mr tough ducky. You were the one squeaking." He then let out another squeak and a few giggles at the pokes. "Yohohou trying to provoke me?" He grabbed Quackity's wrist and squeezed his side.

Quackity wanted to act victorious at the next squeak but he was caught up in the attempt to wiggle away from Dream's hand. "Dohohon't squeak huh? Thehen what wahas that?" He snarked through his giggles as the free hand moved to scribble all over his ribs, trying to retaliate the best he could. "Cuhuhut it ohout! 'M nohot a duhucky!" His voice turned a bit whiny but quickly lost it as giggles and a few soft squeaks slipped past his lips. "Yohohou're sohoho ahahannoying...~"

Dream quickly fell into laughter at the attack on his ribs. He squirmed slightly but kept his grip on Quackity’s wrist. “Yohohou ahahare ahaha duhuhucky.” An idea popped in his idea at the statement. He moved his free hand from Quackity’s side to lightly scribble at the base of one of his wings. “Yohohou stahaharted thihihis.” He could tell the other was provoking him from the start.

Dream felt victorious as he watched Quackity's reaction. "Cheating? Really? I don't recall any rules saying I couldn't target your sensitive little wings." He took a step forward in hopes of being intimidating and poked Quackity's side. "Alright here's the deal, Quacklee, either you take back what you said about my hair or I'll just tickle it out of you. It's your choice." He crossed his arms and waited.

Quackity shrank back slightly but his own pride made him step forward to meet him, looking up at him defiantly. The poke did make him jump slightly but he managed to hold back his squeak. "Fihine I take it back abuelo, you don't look 90... you look at least 100~" He stuck his tongue out at him one last time, arms crossing to copy Dream's stance. "Happy now, idiota?"

Dream let out a long sigh before a smirk appeared on his face. "Ok you asked for it." He pulled Quackity into a hug and started lightly scratching at the base of his wings. "You could've just taken it back, you know? Of course you had to be stubborn and a huge lee instead. I dont mind though. I can be patient." He spoke teasingly, moving one hand down to give his hip a light squeeze as well.

Quackity tensed in the hug before anything even happened, knowing that provoking Dream was probably a dumb idea. "WAHAhait!DreheheHEHEAM!" The avian's wings flapped put behind him as he wiggled around in the hug. A snort cut through his laughter at the light squeeze and he gently shoved at Dream's chest in a weak attempt to escape. "Nohohot theHEHERE!" Even just the light tickles on his wings were enough to make him squeal and lean in to him.

Dream kept Quackity stuck in the hug as he continued the light attack on his wings. "Not here?" He scratched a bit faster for emphasis on the spot. "Hmm alright. I'll switch spots then." He paused his attack and briefly let go of Quackity before he then picked the avian up and threw him over his shoulder. One arm held him steady while the other one started squeezing his thighs. "How about this one?"

Quackity squeaked softly, laughter raising a bit in volume at the increase in speed. "StahAHAHAP!" A whine cut through his hysterics as his wings tried to fold in to block Dream's hands. Though he felt a brief moment of relief with the mention of a new spot, though that was quickly lost as he was lifted up. Instantly his cheeks burned a bright red as he let out a noise of protest that was lost in his new giggles. "Puhuhut mehehe dohohown! Fuhuhuck yohou, cahabrone!" His fists beat lightly against Dream's back and his legs kicked a bit just to try and get away.

Even though Dream couldn't see his face, he could tell that Quackity was rather flustered. So of course he couldn't just let that go unnoticed. "Hmm what's wrong, Ducky? Are you embarrassed that you're this short? How adorable." He moved his free hand to lightly scratch behind Quackity's knee. "You know you did this to yourself. All I asked was that you took back what you said. You were the one who's too lee."

"Ihihi- Ihihi'm nohohot shohort!" Quackity whined through his giggles, snorting softly as Dream began targeting his knees at the same time. He grabbed on to the back of his shirt and tugged lightly just to have something to hold on to. In defiance one of his wings moved to lightly smack the side of Dream's head, careful not to actually hurt him as the avian snickered softly. "Whyhy wohould ihiHIHIhi tahahake bahack thehe truhuhuth?" His voice tried to hold on to the same confidence but the longer he was held the more flustered he became. "Lehehet mehehe gohoho!"

"You are very short. It's cool though. I mean I can just pick you up and wreck you like this all the time." Dream commented. He got bored of the current positioning and gently pulled Quackity down a bit and switched to holding him bridal style. "There we go. Now we can avoid you smacking me in the head." He lightly joked. He used one hand to scribble his fingers along Quackity's stomach. "Still not gonna take it back, huh? Ok. We'll be here a while then."

Quackity's face flushed a darker shade of red at the change in position, hating that Dream could now see just how flustering this was for him. His hands came up to hide his face in as his back arched slightly with a soft squeal. "Ihihi diHIHIhid thahahat ohohon PUHUHuhurpose!" He giggled and even from this position tried to curl in on himself a bit, tummy trembling a little at the attack. "Thihis ihihis nohohot faHAHair! Stohohop hohoholding meheHEHE!"

Dream's eyes lit up as he noticed Quackity being more and more flustered by the minute. This was quite a lot of fun even when Dream had been annoyed at first. All of it had been worth it in the end though as he got to see the usually bold and confident Quackity turn into a giggly flustered mess by being held and tickled. Oh he was never gonna let either of them forget about this. "How is not fair? I can tell you like being held so why would you want me to stop." He sped up the scribbling on Quackity's stomach, deciding to stay at the spot for a bit.

Quackity huffed as he peeked out at him through his fingers before he hid again with a snort, wiggling around in his arms as a weak attempt to get free. His wings puffed up a bit as he finally brought a hand down to gently poke at his ribs in retaliation since he could reach. "Ihihi dohohon't lihihike thihihis! Fuhuhuck yohoHOHOU!" Maybe part of him did enjoy this, it felt safe and warm but also so embarrassing he could combust. The avian's laughter raised up a bit as his hand sped up and he buried his face in Dream's chest. "Ehaheres tahaha- tahahan estúpidohoho!"

"You keep insulting and provoking me. So it is fairly obvious that you like this no matter how much you deny it." Dream continued the attack though it faltered slightly as he wasn't expecting the retaliation. He let out a few giggles in surprise but managed to keep it under control. "Alright one more thing and I'll put you down." That was the only warning he gave before he quickly pushed up Quackity's shirt and blew a few raspberries on his stomach. After a few moments of this, he stopped and gently set Quackity down on the ground. "You ok?"

Quackity huffed, flaring his wings out more from slight annoyance as he shot him a small glare. "I'm not short! You're just... freakishly tall!" His tone was still light as he lightly flicked his nose in defiance. The avian felt his face heat up slightly though, silently cursing himself for being so easily flustered. "At least I don't look fucking 90, hijo de puta~"

Dream noticed Quackity already becoming flustered and couldn't help but let out a light amused chuckle. He stood back up straight and a ran his hand through his own white hair as he thought of his response. "I think I look great and fashionable with class. My hair color is simply just a color." He remarked as he observed the other male again. "At least I don't look like a child."

Quackity slightly hated the fact that he now had to look up to make eye contact with him. "'I think I look great and fashionable with class'" He overexaggerated Dream's voice with a posh accent, sticking his tongue out at him. "Well I think you look like a gilipollas." The raven smirked a poked his stomach a few times, obviously trying to provoke him in to losing his composure. "pero ni siquiera sabes lo que eso significa idiota~"

Dream let out a slightly annoyed huff and crossed his arms at the poor impersonation of himself. He opened his mouth to respond but was cut off by the squeak that escaped from the pokes. This had caught him off guard but he recovered quickly. "We both know I have no idea what you're saying." He commented and poked Quackity's stomach a few times as well in retaliation. "Watch it, Ducky."

Quackity's eyes lit up at the squeak and his lips parted in to a shit eating grin, looking up at Dream with overwhelming cockiness. "Ohhh, the big bad Dream squeaks? That's too good!" He laughed softly and puffed out his chest only to shrink back with a muffled squeak, cheeks flushing pink. "Nohot my fault your an idiot! Also don't call me that, perra." His eyes narrowed playfully as he started to rapidly poke all over the other's ribs and sides.

Dream's face flushed slightly in embarrassment at the squeak. "I do not squeak. You just caught me off guard." He denied it with a playful glare. His glare softened when heard Quackity's squeak and a smirk appeared on his face. "Oh mr tough ducky. You were the one squeaking." He then let out another squeak and a few giggles at the pokes. "Yohohou trying to provoke me?" He grabbed Quackity's wrist and squeezed his side.

Quackity wanted to act victorious at the next squeak but he was caught up in the attempt to wiggle away from Dream's hand. "Dohohon't squeak huh? Thehen what wahas that?" He snarked through his giggles as the free hand moved to scribble all over his ribs, trying to retaliate the best he could. "Cuhuhut it ohout! 'M nohot a duhucky!" His voice turned a bit whiny but quickly lost it as giggles and a few soft squeaks slipped past his lips. "Yohohou're sohoho ahahannoying...~"

Dream quickly fell into laughter at the attack on his ribs. He squirmed slightly but kept his grip on Quackity’s wrist. “Yohohou ahahare ahaha duhuhucky.” An idea popped in his idea at the statement. He moved his free hand from Quackity’s side to lightly scribble at the base of one of his wings. “Yohohou stahaharted thihihis.” He could tell the other was provoking him from the start.

Dream felt victorious as he watched Quackity's reaction. "Cheating? Really? I don't recall any rules saying I couldn't target your sensitive little wings." He took a step forward in hopes of being intimidating and poked Quackity's side. "Alright here's the deal, Quacklee, either you take back what you said about my hair or I'll just tickle it out of you. It's your choice." He crossed his arms and waited.

Quackity shrank back slightly but his own pride made him step forward to meet him, looking up at him defiantly. The poke did make him jump slightly but he managed to hold back his squeak. "Fihine I take it back abuelo, you don't look 90... you look at least 100~" He stuck his tongue out at him one last time, arms crossing to copy Dream's stance. "Happy now, idiota?"

Dream let out a long sigh before a smirk appeared on his face. "Ok you asked for it." He pulled Quackity into a hug and started lightly scratching at the base of his wings. "You could've just taken it back, you know? Of course you had to be stubborn and a huge lee instead. I dont mind though. I can be patient." He spoke teasingly, moving one hand down to give his hip a light squeeze as well.

Quackity tensed in the hug before anything even happened, knowing that provoking Dream was probably a dumb idea. "WAHAhait!DreheheHEHEAM!" The avian's wings flapped put behind him as he wiggled around in the hug. A snort cut through his laughter at the light squeeze and he gently shoved at Dream's chest in a weak attempt to escape. "Nohohot theHEHERE!" Even just the light tickles on his wings were enough to make him squeal and lean in to him.

Dream kept Quackity stuck in the hug as he continued the light attack on his wings. "Not here?" He scratched a bit faster for emphasis on the spot. "Hmm alright. I'll switch spots then." He paused his attack and briefly let go of Quackity before he then picked the avian up and threw him over his shoulder. One arm held him steady while the other one started squeezing his thighs. "How about this one?"

Quackity squeaked softly, laughter raising a bit in volume at the increase in speed. "StahAHAHAP!" A whine cut through his hysterics as his wings tried to fold in to block Dream's hands. Though he felt a brief moment of relief with the mention of a new spot, though that was quickly lost as he was lifted up. Instantly his cheeks burned a bright red as he let out a noise of protest that was lost in his new giggles. "Puhuhut mehehe dohohown! Fuhuhuck yohou, cahabrone!" His fists beat lightly against Dream's back and his legs kicked a bit just to try and get away.

Even though Dream couldn't see his face, he could tell that Quackity was rather flustered. So of course he couldn't just let that go unnoticed. "Hmm what's wrong, Ducky? Are you embarrassed that you're this short? How adorable." He moved his free hand to lightly scratch behind Quackity's knee. "You know you did this to yourself. All I asked was that you took back what you said. You were the one who's too lee."

"Ihihi- Ihihi'm nohohot shohort!" Quackity whined through his giggles, snorting softly as Dream began targeting his knees at the same time. He grabbed on to the back of his shirt and tugged lightly just to have something to hold on to. In defiance one of his wings moved to lightly smack the side of Dream's head, careful not to actually hurt him as the avian snickered softly. "Whyhy wohould ihiHIHIhi tahahake bahack thehe truhuhuth?" His voice tried to hold on to the same confidence but the longer he was held the more flustered he became. "Lehehet mehehe gohoho!"

"You are very short. It's cool though. I mean I can just pick you up and wreck you like this all the time." Dream commented. He got bored of the current positioning and gently pulled Quackity down a bit and switched to holding him bridal style. "There we go. Now we can avoid you smacking me in the head." He lightly joked. He used one hand to scribble his fingers along Quackity's stomach. "Still not gonna take it back, huh? Ok. We'll be here a while then."

Quackity's face flushed a darker shade of red at the change in position, hating that Dream could now see just how flustering this was for him. His hands came up to hide his face in as his back arched slightly with a soft squeal. "Ihihi diHIHIhid thahahat ohohon PUHUHuhurpose!" He giggled and even from this position tried to curl in on himself a bit, tummy trembling a little at the attack. "Thihis ihihis nohohot faHAHair! Stohohop hohoholding meheHEHE!"

Dream's eyes lit up as he noticed Quackity being more and more flustered by the minute. This was quite a lot of fun even when Dream had been annoyed at first. All of it had been worth it in the end though as he got to see the usually bold and confident Quackity turn into a giggly flustered mess by being held and tickled. Oh he was never gonna let either of them forget about this. "How is not fair? I can tell you like being held so why would you want me to stop." He sped up the scribbling on Quackity's stomach, deciding to stay at the spot for a bit.

Sapnap chuckled at Dream’s reaction “I surprised the man always on edge eh?” A playfully cocky grin appearing in his face. “Oh you know the same old boring shit. I’m good just extremely bored out of my mind. Figured you could cure my boredom, you are my best friend after all Dreamie.” He poked at Dream’s side at the statement just to add more effect to his words.

Dream rolled his eyes a bit at the cockiness of the other male. "No you didn't surprise me. I just didn't see you." He refused to admit Sapnap had startled him. The poke to his side made him flinch with a small squeak. He quickly regained his composure though. "Hmm that is true. I suppose I can think of a few ways to cure it." He poked Sapnap's side in return as a partial warning.

Sapnap shakes his head as he chuckles “Isn’t that like the same thing? Cmon Dream I believe you can admit I startled you.” He was more than happy to hold that over Dream’s head for a while too, even if he ended up not admitting to it. He grinned at the squeak Dream let out before he himself let out a squeak at the poke, moving his hands to his side. He playfully glared at the other, moving his free hand to poke at Dream’s side again “Rude.”

Dream was not going to admit it not at all. He knew Sapnap wouldn't let it go but he was going to remain stubborn as well. "It isn't the same thing, Sapnap. There's a very clear difference between them." There was not a difference at all but he was sticking to his words. He let out a squeak as well at the poke. "Don't start something you can't win." He reached over and briefly squeezed Sapnap's sides as another warning. "Ok?"

Sapnap chuckled at Dream’s reaction “I surprised the man always on edge eh?” A playfully cocky grin appearing in his face. “Oh you know the same old boring shit. I’m good just extremely bored out of my mind. Figured you could cure my boredom, you are my best friend after all Dreamie.” He poked at Dream’s side at the statement just to add more effect to his words.

Dream rolled his eyes a bit at the cockiness of the other male. "No you didn't surprise me. I just didn't see you." He refused to admit Sapnap had startled him. The poke to his side made him flinch with a small squeak. He quickly regained his composure though. "Hmm that is true. I suppose I can think of a few ways to cure it." He poked Sapnap's side in return as a partial warning.

Quackity huffed, flaring his wings out more from slight annoyance as he shot him a small glare. "I'm not short! You're just... freakishly tall!" His tone was still light as he lightly flicked his nose in defiance. The avian felt his face heat up slightly though, silently cursing himself for being so easily flustered. "At least I don't look fucking 90, hijo de puta~"

Dream noticed Quackity already becoming flustered and couldn't help but let out a light amused chuckle. He stood back up straight and a ran his hand through his own white hair as he thought of his response. "I think I look great and fashionable with class. My hair color is simply just a color." He remarked as he observed the other male again. "At least I don't look like a child."

Quackity slightly hated the fact that he now had to look up to make eye contact with him. "'I think I look great and fashionable with class'" He overexaggerated Dream's voice with a posh accent, sticking his tongue out at him. "Well I think you look like a gilipollas." The raven smirked a poked his stomach a few times, obviously trying to provoke him in to losing his composure. "pero ni siquiera sabes lo que eso significa idiota~"

Dream let out a slightly annoyed huff and crossed his arms at the poor impersonation of himself. He opened his mouth to respond but was cut off by the squeak that escaped from the pokes. This had caught him off guard but he recovered quickly. "We both know I have no idea what you're saying." He commented and poked Quackity's stomach a few times as well in retaliation. "Watch it, Ducky."

Quackity's eyes lit up at the squeak and his lips parted in to a shit eating grin, looking up at Dream with overwhelming cockiness. "Ohhh, the big bad Dream squeaks? That's too good!" He laughed softly and puffed out his chest only to shrink back with a muffled squeak, cheeks flushing pink. "Nohot my fault your an idiot! Also don't call me that, perra." His eyes narrowed playfully as he started to rapidly poke all over the other's ribs and sides.

Dream's face flushed slightly in embarrassment at the squeak. "I do not squeak. You just caught me off guard." He denied it with a playful glare. His glare softened when heard Quackity's squeak and a smirk appeared on his face. "Oh mr tough ducky. You were the one squeaking." He then let out another squeak and a few giggles at the pokes. "Yohohou trying to provoke me?" He grabbed Quackity's wrist and squeezed his side.

Quackity wanted to act victorious at the next squeak but he was caught up in the attempt to wiggle away from Dream's hand. "Dohohon't squeak huh? Thehen what wahas that?" He snarked through his giggles as the free hand moved to scribble all over his ribs, trying to retaliate the best he could. "Cuhuhut it ohout! 'M nohot a duhucky!" His voice turned a bit whiny but quickly lost it as giggles and a few soft squeaks slipped past his lips. "Yohohou're sohoho ahahannoying...~"

Dream quickly fell into laughter at the attack on his ribs. He squirmed slightly but kept his grip on Quackity’s wrist. “Yohohou ahahare ahaha duhuhucky.” An idea popped in his idea at the statement. He moved his free hand from Quackity’s side to lightly scribble at the base of one of his wings. “Yohohou stahaharted thihihis.” He could tell the other was provoking him from the start.

Dream felt victorious as he watched Quackity's reaction. "Cheating? Really? I don't recall any rules saying I couldn't target your sensitive little wings." He took a step forward in hopes of being intimidating and poked Quackity's side. "Alright here's the deal, Quacklee, either you take back what you said about my hair or I'll just tickle it out of you. It's your choice." He crossed his arms and waited.

Quackity shrank back slightly but his own pride made him step forward to meet him, looking up at him defiantly. The poke did make him jump slightly but he managed to hold back his squeak. "Fihine I take it back abuelo, you don't look 90... you look at least 100~" He stuck his tongue out at him one last time, arms crossing to copy Dream's stance. "Happy now, idiota?"

Dream let out a long sigh before a smirk appeared on his face. "Ok you asked for it." He pulled Quackity into a hug and started lightly scratching at the base of his wings. "You could've just taken it back, you know? Of course you had to be stubborn and a huge lee instead. I dont mind though. I can be patient." He spoke teasingly, moving one hand down to give his hip a light squeeze as well.

Quackity tensed in the hug before anything even happened, knowing that provoking Dream was probably a dumb idea. "WAHAhait!DreheheHEHEAM!" The avian's wings flapped put behind him as he wiggled around in the hug. A snort cut through his laughter at the light squeeze and he gently shoved at Dream's chest in a weak attempt to escape. "Nohohot theHEHERE!" Even just the light tickles on his wings were enough to make him squeal and lean in to him.

Dream kept Quackity stuck in the hug as he continued the light attack on his wings. "Not here?" He scratched a bit faster for emphasis on the spot. "Hmm alright. I'll switch spots then." He paused his attack and briefly let go of Quackity before he then picked the avian up and threw him over his shoulder. One arm held him steady while the other one started squeezing his thighs. "How about this one?"

Quackity squeaked softly, laughter raising a bit in volume at the increase in speed. "StahAHAHAP!" A whine cut through his hysterics as his wings tried to fold in to block Dream's hands. Though he felt a brief moment of relief with the mention of a new spot, though that was quickly lost as he was lifted up. Instantly his cheeks burned a bright red as he let out a noise of protest that was lost in his new giggles. "Puhuhut mehehe dohohown! Fuhuhuck yohou, cahabrone!" His fists beat lightly against Dream's back and his legs kicked a bit just to try and get away.

Even though Dream couldn't see his face, he could tell that Quackity was rather flustered. So of course he couldn't just let that go unnoticed. "Hmm what's wrong, Ducky? Are you embarrassed that you're this short? How adorable." He moved his free hand to lightly scratch behind Quackity's knee. "You know you did this to yourself. All I asked was that you took back what you said. You were the one who's too lee."

"Ihihi- Ihihi'm nohohot shohort!" Quackity whined through his giggles, snorting softly as Dream began targeting his knees at the same time. He grabbed on to the back of his shirt and tugged lightly just to have something to hold on to. In defiance one of his wings moved to lightly smack the side of Dream's head, careful not to actually hurt him as the avian snickered softly. "Whyhy wohould ihiHIHIhi tahahake bahack thehe truhuhuth?" His voice tried to hold on to the same confidence but the longer he was held the more flustered he became. "Lehehet mehehe gohoho!"

"You are very short. It's cool though. I mean I can just pick you up and wreck you like this all the time." Dream commented. He got bored of the current positioning and gently pulled Quackity down a bit and switched to holding him bridal style. "There we go. Now we can avoid you smacking me in the head." He lightly joked. He used one hand to scribble his fingers along Quackity's stomach. "Still not gonna take it back, huh? Ok. We'll be here a while then."

Quackity huffed, flaring his wings out more from slight annoyance as he shot him a small glare. "I'm not short! You're just... freakishly tall!" His tone was still light as he lightly flicked his nose in defiance. The avian felt his face heat up slightly though, silently cursing himself for being so easily flustered. "At least I don't look fucking 90, hijo de puta~"

Dream noticed Quackity already becoming flustered and couldn't help but let out a light amused chuckle. He stood back up straight and a ran his hand through his own white hair as he thought of his response. "I think I look great and fashionable with class. My hair color is simply just a color." He remarked as he observed the other male again. "At least I don't look like a child."

Quackity slightly hated the fact that he now had to look up to make eye contact with him. "'I think I look great and fashionable with class'" He overexaggerated Dream's voice with a posh accent, sticking his tongue out at him. "Well I think you look like a gilipollas." The raven smirked a poked his stomach a few times, obviously trying to provoke him in to losing his composure. "pero ni siquiera sabes lo que eso significa idiota~"

Dream let out a slightly annoyed huff and crossed his arms at the poor impersonation of himself. He opened his mouth to respond but was cut off by the squeak that escaped from the pokes. This had caught him off guard but he recovered quickly. "We both know I have no idea what you're saying." He commented and poked Quackity's stomach a few times as well in retaliation. "Watch it, Ducky."

Quackity's eyes lit up at the squeak and his lips parted in to a shit eating grin, looking up at Dream with overwhelming cockiness. "Ohhh, the big bad Dream squeaks? That's too good!" He laughed softly and puffed out his chest only to shrink back with a muffled squeak, cheeks flushing pink. "Nohot my fault your an idiot! Also don't call me that, perra." His eyes narrowed playfully as he started to rapidly poke all over the other's ribs and sides.

Dream's face flushed slightly in embarrassment at the squeak. "I do not squeak. You just caught me off guard." He denied it with a playful glare. His glare softened when heard Quackity's squeak and a smirk appeared on his face. "Oh mr tough ducky. You were the one squeaking." He then let out another squeak and a few giggles at the pokes. "Yohohou trying to provoke me?" He grabbed Quackity's wrist and squeezed his side.

Quackity wanted to act victorious at the next squeak but he was caught up in the attempt to wiggle away from Dream's hand. "Dohohon't squeak huh? Thehen what wahas that?" He snarked through his giggles as the free hand moved to scribble all over his ribs, trying to retaliate the best he could. "Cuhuhut it ohout! 'M nohot a duhucky!" His voice turned a bit whiny but quickly lost it as giggles and a few soft squeaks slipped past his lips. "Yohohou're sohoho ahahannoying...~"

Dream quickly fell into laughter at the attack on his ribs. He squirmed slightly but kept his grip on Quackity’s wrist. “Yohohou ahahare ahaha duhuhucky.” An idea popped in his idea at the statement. He moved his free hand from Quackity’s side to lightly scribble at the base of one of his wings. “Yohohou stahaharted thihihis.” He could tell the other was provoking him from the start.

Dream felt victorious as he watched Quackity's reaction. "Cheating? Really? I don't recall any rules saying I couldn't target your sensitive little wings." He took a step forward in hopes of being intimidating and poked Quackity's side. "Alright here's the deal, Quacklee, either you take back what you said about my hair or I'll just tickle it out of you. It's your choice." He crossed his arms and waited.

Quackity shrank back slightly but his own pride made him step forward to meet him, looking up at him defiantly. The poke did make him jump slightly but he managed to hold back his squeak. "Fihine I take it back abuelo, you don't look 90... you look at least 100~" He stuck his tongue out at him one last time, arms crossing to copy Dream's stance. "Happy now, idiota?"

Dream let out a long sigh before a smirk appeared on his face. "Ok you asked for it." He pulled Quackity into a hug and started lightly scratching at the base of his wings. "You could've just taken it back, you know? Of course you had to be stubborn and a huge lee instead. I dont mind though. I can be patient." He spoke teasingly, moving one hand down to give his hip a light squeeze as well.

Quackity tensed in the hug before anything even happened, knowing that provoking Dream was probably a dumb idea. "WAHAhait!DreheheHEHEAM!" The avian's wings flapped put behind him as he wiggled around in the hug. A snort cut through his laughter at the light squeeze and he gently shoved at Dream's chest in a weak attempt to escape. "Nohohot theHEHERE!" Even just the light tickles on his wings were enough to make him squeal and lean in to him.

Dream kept Quackity stuck in the hug as he continued the light attack on his wings. "Not here?" He scratched a bit faster for emphasis on the spot. "Hmm alright. I'll switch spots then." He paused his attack and briefly let go of Quackity before he then picked the avian up and threw him over his shoulder. One arm held him steady while the other one started squeezing his thighs. "How about this one?"

Quackity squeaked softly, laughter raising a bit in volume at the increase in speed. "StahAHAHAP!" A whine cut through his hysterics as his wings tried to fold in to block Dream's hands. Though he felt a brief moment of relief with the mention of a new spot, though that was quickly lost as he was lifted up. Instantly his cheeks burned a bright red as he let out a noise of protest that was lost in his new giggles. "Puhuhut mehehe dohohown! Fuhuhuck yohou, cahabrone!" His fists beat lightly against Dream's back and his legs kicked a bit just to try and get away.

Even though Dream couldn't see his face, he could tell that Quackity was rather flustered. So of course he couldn't just let that go unnoticed. "Hmm what's wrong, Ducky? Are you embarrassed that you're this short? How adorable." He moved his free hand to lightly scratch behind Quackity's knee. "You know you did this to yourself. All I asked was that you took back what you said. You were the one who's too lee."

Quackity huffed, flaring his wings out more from slight annoyance as he shot him a small glare. "I'm not short! You're just... freakishly tall!" His tone was still light as he lightly flicked his nose in defiance. The avian felt his face heat up slightly though, silently cursing himself for being so easily flustered. "At least I don't look fucking 90, hijo de puta~"

Dream noticed Quackity already becoming flustered and couldn't help but let out a light amused chuckle. He stood back up straight and a ran his hand through his own white hair as he thought of his response. "I think I look great and fashionable with class. My hair color is simply just a color." He remarked as he observed the other male again. "At least I don't look like a child."

Quackity slightly hated the fact that he now had to look up to make eye contact with him. "'I think I look great and fashionable with class'" He overexaggerated Dream's voice with a posh accent, sticking his tongue out at him. "Well I think you look like a gilipollas." The raven smirked a poked his stomach a few times, obviously trying to provoke him in to losing his composure. "pero ni siquiera sabes lo que eso significa idiota~"

Dream let out a slightly annoyed huff and crossed his arms at the poor impersonation of himself. He opened his mouth to respond but was cut off by the squeak that escaped from the pokes. This had caught him off guard but he recovered quickly. "We both know I have no idea what you're saying." He commented and poked Quackity's stomach a few times as well in retaliation. "Watch it, Ducky."

Quackity's eyes lit up at the squeak and his lips parted in to a shit eating grin, looking up at Dream with overwhelming cockiness. "Ohhh, the big bad Dream squeaks? That's too good!" He laughed softly and puffed out his chest only to shrink back with a muffled squeak, cheeks flushing pink. "Nohot my fault your an idiot! Also don't call me that, perra." His eyes narrowed playfully as he started to rapidly poke all over the other's ribs and sides.

Dream's face flushed slightly in embarrassment at the squeak. "I do not squeak. You just caught me off guard." He denied it with a playful glare. His glare softened when heard Quackity's squeak and a smirk appeared on his face. "Oh mr tough ducky. You were the one squeaking." He then let out another squeak and a few giggles at the pokes. "Yohohou trying to provoke me?" He grabbed Quackity's wrist and squeezed his side.

Quackity wanted to act victorious at the next squeak but he was caught up in the attempt to wiggle away from Dream's hand. "Dohohon't squeak huh? Thehen what wahas that?" He snarked through his giggles as the free hand moved to scribble all over his ribs, trying to retaliate the best he could. "Cuhuhut it ohout! 'M nohot a duhucky!" His voice turned a bit whiny but quickly lost it as giggles and a few soft squeaks slipped past his lips. "Yohohou're sohoho ahahannoying...~"

Dream quickly fell into laughter at the attack on his ribs. He squirmed slightly but kept his grip on Quackity’s wrist. “Yohohou ahahare ahaha duhuhucky.” An idea popped in his idea at the statement. He moved his free hand from Quackity’s side to lightly scribble at the base of one of his wings. “Yohohou stahaharted thihihis.” He could tell the other was provoking him from the start.

Dream felt victorious as he watched Quackity's reaction. "Cheating? Really? I don't recall any rules saying I couldn't target your sensitive little wings." He took a step forward in hopes of being intimidating and poked Quackity's side. "Alright here's the deal, Quacklee, either you take back what you said about my hair or I'll just tickle it out of you. It's your choice." He crossed his arms and waited.

Quackity shrank back slightly but his own pride made him step forward to meet him, looking up at him defiantly. The poke did make him jump slightly but he managed to hold back his squeak. "Fihine I take it back abuelo, you don't look 90... you look at least 100~" He stuck his tongue out at him one last time, arms crossing to copy Dream's stance. "Happy now, idiota?"

Dream let out a long sigh before a smirk appeared on his face. "Ok you asked for it." He pulled Quackity into a hug and started lightly scratching at the base of his wings. "You could've just taken it back, you know? Of course you had to be stubborn and a huge lee instead. I dont mind though. I can be patient." He spoke teasingly, moving one hand down to give his hip a light squeeze as well.

Quackity tensed in the hug before anything even happened, knowing that provoking Dream was probably a dumb idea. "WAHAhait!DreheheHEHEAM!" The avian's wings flapped put behind him as he wiggled around in the hug. A snort cut through his laughter at the light squeeze and he gently shoved at Dream's chest in a weak attempt to escape. "Nohohot theHEHERE!" Even just the light tickles on his wings were enough to make him squeal and lean in to him.

Dream kept Quackity stuck in the hug as he continued the light attack on his wings. "Not here?" He scratched a bit faster for emphasis on the spot. "Hmm alright. I'll switch spots then." He paused his attack and briefly let go of Quackity before he then picked the avian up and threw him over his shoulder. One arm held him steady while the other one started squeezing his thighs. "How about this one?"

Quackity huffed, flaring his wings out more from slight annoyance as he shot him a small glare. "I'm not short! You're just... freakishly tall!" His tone was still light as he lightly flicked his nose in defiance. The avian felt his face heat up slightly though, silently cursing himself for being so easily flustered. "At least I don't look fucking 90, hijo de puta~"

Dream noticed Quackity already becoming flustered and couldn't help but let out a light amused chuckle. He stood back up straight and a ran his hand through his own white hair as he thought of his response. "I think I look great and fashionable with class. My hair color is simply just a color." He remarked as he observed the other male again. "At least I don't look like a child."

Quackity slightly hated the fact that he now had to look up to make eye contact with him. "'I think I look great and fashionable with class'" He overexaggerated Dream's voice with a posh accent, sticking his tongue out at him. "Well I think you look like a gilipollas." The raven smirked a poked his stomach a few times, obviously trying to provoke him in to losing his composure. "pero ni siquiera sabes lo que eso significa idiota~"

Dream let out a slightly annoyed huff and crossed his arms at the poor impersonation of himself. He opened his mouth to respond but was cut off by the squeak that escaped from the pokes. This had caught him off guard but he recovered quickly. "We both know I have no idea what you're saying." He commented and poked Quackity's stomach a few times as well in retaliation. "Watch it, Ducky."

Quackity's eyes lit up at the squeak and his lips parted in to a shit eating grin, looking up at Dream with overwhelming cockiness. "Ohhh, the big bad Dream squeaks? That's too good!" He laughed softly and puffed out his chest only to shrink back with a muffled squeak, cheeks flushing pink. "Nohot my fault your an idiot! Also don't call me that, perra." His eyes narrowed playfully as he started to rapidly poke all over the other's ribs and sides.

Dream's face flushed slightly in embarrassment at the squeak. "I do not squeak. You just caught me off guard." He denied it with a playful glare. His glare softened when heard Quackity's squeak and a smirk appeared on his face. "Oh mr tough ducky. You were the one squeaking." He then let out another squeak and a few giggles at the pokes. "Yohohou trying to provoke me?" He grabbed Quackity's wrist and squeezed his side.

Quackity wanted to act victorious at the next squeak but he was caught up in the attempt to wiggle away from Dream's hand. "Dohohon't squeak huh? Thehen what wahas that?" He snarked through his giggles as the free hand moved to scribble all over his ribs, trying to retaliate the best he could. "Cuhuhut it ohout! 'M nohot a duhucky!" His voice turned a bit whiny but quickly lost it as giggles and a few soft squeaks slipped past his lips. "Yohohou're sohoho ahahannoying...~"

Dream quickly fell into laughter at the attack on his ribs. He squirmed slightly but kept his grip on Quackity’s wrist. “Yohohou ahahare ahaha duhuhucky.” An idea popped in his idea at the statement. He moved his free hand from Quackity’s side to lightly scribble at the base of one of his wings. “Yohohou stahaharted thihihis.” He could tell the other was provoking him from the start.

Dream felt victorious as he watched Quackity's reaction. "Cheating? Really? I don't recall any rules saying I couldn't target your sensitive little wings." He took a step forward in hopes of being intimidating and poked Quackity's side. "Alright here's the deal, Quacklee, either you take back what you said about my hair or I'll just tickle it out of you. It's your choice." He crossed his arms and waited.

Quackity shrank back slightly but his own pride made him step forward to meet him, looking up at him defiantly. The poke did make him jump slightly but he managed to hold back his squeak. "Fihine I take it back abuelo, you don't look 90... you look at least 100~" He stuck his tongue out at him one last time, arms crossing to copy Dream's stance. "Happy now, idiota?"

Dream let out a long sigh before a smirk appeared on his face. "Ok you asked for it." He pulled Quackity into a hug and started lightly scratching at the base of his wings. "You could've just taken it back, you know? Of course you had to be stubborn and a huge lee instead. I dont mind though. I can be patient." He spoke teasingly, moving one hand down to give his hip a light squeeze as well.

Quackity huffed, flaring his wings out more from slight annoyance as he shot him a small glare. "I'm not short! You're just... freakishly tall!" His tone was still light as he lightly flicked his nose in defiance. The avian felt his face heat up slightly though, silently cursing himself for being so easily flustered. "At least I don't look fucking 90, hijo de puta~"

Dream noticed Quackity already becoming flustered and couldn't help but let out a light amused chuckle. He stood back up straight and a ran his hand through his own white hair as he thought of his response. "I think I look great and fashionable with class. My hair color is simply just a color." He remarked as he observed the other male again. "At least I don't look like a child."

Quackity slightly hated the fact that he now had to look up to make eye contact with him. "'I think I look great and fashionable with class'" He overexaggerated Dream's voice with a posh accent, sticking his tongue out at him. "Well I think you look like a gilipollas." The raven smirked a poked his stomach a few times, obviously trying to provoke him in to losing his composure. "pero ni siquiera sabes lo que eso significa idiota~"

Dream let out a slightly annoyed huff and crossed his arms at the poor impersonation of himself. He opened his mouth to respond but was cut off by the squeak that escaped from the pokes. This had caught him off guard but he recovered quickly. "We both know I have no idea what you're saying." He commented and poked Quackity's stomach a few times as well in retaliation. "Watch it, Ducky."

Quackity's eyes lit up at the squeak and his lips parted in to a shit eating grin, looking up at Dream with overwhelming cockiness. "Ohhh, the big bad Dream squeaks? That's too good!" He laughed softly and puffed out his chest only to shrink back with a muffled squeak, cheeks flushing pink. "Nohot my fault your an idiot! Also don't call me that, perra." His eyes narrowed playfully as he started to rapidly poke all over the other's ribs and sides.

Dream's face flushed slightly in embarrassment at the squeak. "I do not squeak. You just caught me off guard." He denied it with a playful glare. His glare softened when heard Quackity's squeak and a smirk appeared on his face. "Oh mr tough ducky. You were the one squeaking." He then let out another squeak and a few giggles at the pokes. "Yohohou trying to provoke me?" He grabbed Quackity's wrist and squeezed his side.

Quackity wanted to act victorious at the next squeak but he was caught up in the attempt to wiggle away from Dream's hand. "Dohohon't squeak huh? Thehen what wahas that?" He snarked through his giggles as the free hand moved to scribble all over his ribs, trying to retaliate the best he could. "Cuhuhut it ohout! 'M nohot a duhucky!" His voice turned a bit whiny but quickly lost it as giggles and a few soft squeaks slipped past his lips. "Yohohou're sohoho ahahannoying...~"

Dream quickly fell into laughter at the attack on his ribs. He squirmed slightly but kept his grip on Quackity’s wrist. “Yohohou ahahare ahaha duhuhucky.” An idea popped in his idea at the statement. He moved his free hand from Quackity’s side to lightly scribble at the base of one of his wings. “Yohohou stahaharted thihihis.” He could tell the other was provoking him from the start.

Dream felt victorious as he watched Quackity's reaction. "Cheating? Really? I don't recall any rules saying I couldn't target your sensitive little wings." He took a step forward in hopes of being intimidating and poked Quackity's side. "Alright here's the deal, Quacklee, either you take back what you said about my hair or I'll just tickle it out of you. It's your choice." He crossed his arms and waited.

Quackity huffed, flaring his wings out more from slight annoyance as he shot him a small glare. "I'm not short! You're just... freakishly tall!" His tone was still light as he lightly flicked his nose in defiance. The avian felt his face heat up slightly though, silently cursing himself for being so easily flustered. "At least I don't look fucking 90, hijo de puta~"

Dream noticed Quackity already becoming flustered and couldn't help but let out a light amused chuckle. He stood back up straight and a ran his hand through his own white hair as he thought of his response. "I think I look great and fashionable with class. My hair color is simply just a color." He remarked as he observed the other male again. "At least I don't look like a child."

Quackity slightly hated the fact that he now had to look up to make eye contact with him. "'I think I look great and fashionable with class'" He overexaggerated Dream's voice with a posh accent, sticking his tongue out at him. "Well I think you look like a gilipollas." The raven smirked a poked his stomach a few times, obviously trying to provoke him in to losing his composure. "pero ni siquiera sabes lo que eso significa idiota~"

Dream let out a slightly annoyed huff and crossed his arms at the poor impersonation of himself. He opened his mouth to respond but was cut off by the squeak that escaped from the pokes. This had caught him off guard but he recovered quickly. "We both know I have no idea what you're saying." He commented and poked Quackity's stomach a few times as well in retaliation. "Watch it, Ducky."

Quackity's eyes lit up at the squeak and his lips parted in to a shit eating grin, looking up at Dream with overwhelming cockiness. "Ohhh, the big bad Dream squeaks? That's too good!" He laughed softly and puffed out his chest only to shrink back with a muffled squeak, cheeks flushing pink. "Nohot my fault your an idiot! Also don't call me that, perra." His eyes narrowed playfully as he started to rapidly poke all over the other's ribs and sides.

Dream's face flushed slightly in embarrassment at the squeak. "I do not squeak. You just caught me off guard." He denied it with a playful glare. His glare softened when heard Quackity's squeak and a smirk appeared on his face. "Oh mr tough ducky. You were the one squeaking." He then let out another squeak and a few giggles at the pokes. "Yohohou trying to provoke me?" He grabbed Quackity's wrist and squeezed his side.

Quackity wanted to act victorious at the next squeak but he was caught up in the attempt to wiggle away from Dream's hand. "Dohohon't squeak huh? Thehen what wahas that?" He snarked through his giggles as the free hand moved to scribble all over his ribs, trying to retaliate the best he could. "Cuhuhut it ohout! 'M nohot a duhucky!" His voice turned a bit whiny but quickly lost it as giggles and a few soft squeaks slipped past his lips. "Yohohou're sohoho ahahannoying...~"

Dream quickly fell into laughter at the attack on his ribs. He squirmed slightly but kept his grip on Quackity’s wrist. “Yohohou ahahare ahaha duhuhucky.” An idea popped in his idea at the statement. He moved his free hand from Quackity’s side to lightly scribble at the base of one of his wings. “Yohohou stahaharted thihihis.” He could tell the other was provoking him from the start.

Quackity huffed, flaring his wings out more from slight annoyance as he shot him a small glare. "I'm not short! You're just... freakishly tall!" His tone was still light as he lightly flicked his nose in defiance. The avian felt his face heat up slightly though, silently cursing himself for being so easily flustered. "At least I don't look fucking 90, hijo de puta~"

Dream noticed Quackity already becoming flustered and couldn't help but let out a light amused chuckle. He stood back up straight and a ran his hand through his own white hair as he thought of his response. "I think I look great and fashionable with class. My hair color is simply just a color." He remarked as he observed the other male again. "At least I don't look like a child."

Quackity slightly hated the fact that he now had to look up to make eye contact with him. "'I think I look great and fashionable with class'" He overexaggerated Dream's voice with a posh accent, sticking his tongue out at him. "Well I think you look like a gilipollas." The raven smirked a poked his stomach a few times, obviously trying to provoke him in to losing his composure. "pero ni siquiera sabes lo que eso significa idiota~"

Dream let out a slightly annoyed huff and crossed his arms at the poor impersonation of himself. He opened his mouth to respond but was cut off by the squeak that escaped from the pokes. This had caught him off guard but he recovered quickly. "We both know I have no idea what you're saying." He commented and poked Quackity's stomach a few times as well in retaliation. "Watch it, Ducky."

Quackity's eyes lit up at the squeak and his lips parted in to a shit eating grin, looking up at Dream with overwhelming cockiness. "Ohhh, the big bad Dream squeaks? That's too good!" He laughed softly and puffed out his chest only to shrink back with a muffled squeak, cheeks flushing pink. "Nohot my fault your an idiot! Also don't call me that, perra." His eyes narrowed playfully as he started to rapidly poke all over the other's ribs and sides.

Dream's face flushed slightly in embarrassment at the squeak. "I do not squeak. You just caught me off guard." He denied it with a playful glare. His glare softened when heard Quackity's squeak and a smirk appeared on his face. "Oh mr tough ducky. You were the one squeaking." He then let out another squeak and a few giggles at the pokes. "Yohohou trying to provoke me?" He grabbed Quackity's wrist and squeezed his side.